Sorry it took so long. My school's musical was last week (so it was our Hell Week) and I've been at work so I've been too tired to work on this. Anyway...Darkness Rising Part 3 is here!

This girl does not own Transformers, (but the OC's are mine bwahaha! The realm of Cybres is mine) but she wishes she did, because, frankly, that'd be awesome!

My Characters-Trans Counterparts Mentioned in this chap.

Dusk Greyman (Skyfyre Ivorra/Prime)- None

Karrick- Bumblebee

Silver Greyman (Silverstar Ivorra)- Arcee

Healer- Ratchet

Eclipt Tracer (Dark Flame Ivorra)- None (Eclipt is mentioned frequently, though not by name)

Moranthi Ivorra- Megatron

Starshooter-Jazz

Sideslash-Sideswipe

Sunblaze-Sunstreaker

Risktaker-Cliffjumper

Tomosal Ivorra- Optimus Prime

Daze-Prowl (Mentioned by name)

Nightiron-Bulkhead

(Human Counterparts: Same first, different Last)

Jack Wheeler- Jack Darby

Miko Tanikawa-Miko Nakadai

Rafael Cortez-Rafael Esquivel

Chapter 3

But I've Never Felt So Helpless

Dusk POV

I opened my eyes wearily just in time to see Dad's face above me.

"Good morning, Sweetspark," he rumbled stroking my back between my wings.

They flared outwards and I arched my back.

"And a good morning to you too," I purred, "At least you didn't turn on Mandisa today."

"I didn't see any reason to," he replied, holding me closer to his thrumming spark.

I instantly relaxed, heaving a sigh of content as I nuzzled closer.

I wonder how the others are doing?

Jack POV

"Tighten your grip, Jack," Arcee said, with a barely concealed grin.

Tighten my grip? What did she…

And she shot forwards, making me yelp in surprise.

"H-Hey," I started, laughing a bit as we went up on one wheel, "What's with you Arcee?"

"Thought you might actually enjoy the ride if you weren't getting shot at," she said, smugly.

"Oh, bring it," I said, excitedly.

Her engine revved in reply and we shot forwards down the road at an insanely high speed.

Miko POV

I bounced up and down in my seat in excitement, looking over Bulkhead's dash at the slope beneath us.

"Ready," I said, bouncing even more, "Set…"

"Miko," Bulkhead sighed, "I'm supposed to be protecting you…"

Really?

"Bulkhead," I said, looking at his dash, "I'm strapped tight inside ten tons of metal muscle! I'm protected,"

He sighed but rolled forwards anyway.

I whooped and shouted as we both went down the rocky slope. When we hit the bottom, I squealed and bounced up and down on his seat.

"AGAIN!" I shouted, "LET'S DO THAT AGAIN!"

Raf POV

I gritted my teeth and yanked on the controller's wheel, trying to force 'Bee's car off the track.

"I'm gonna make it!" I thought as I nudged Bumblebee's gamer car.

Suddenly, the Autobot's red racecar pulled a fancy swerve and knocked my car off the track and into the trees.

"Aaaah!" I moaned, watching my car go up in flames

Bumblebee gave a whistling trill that sounded exactly like laughter.

"I win! I win!" he chirped.

"No fair Bumblebee, you've been driving longer than I have!" I replied, shaking the controller at him, "Round two?"

"Bring it on!"

Jolt POV

I've seen a lot of weird things in my life, but never as weird as this purple stuff that was on Arcee's servo. Ratchet came up behind me.

"Thank goodness for peace and quiet," he said, contentedly, "House guests can be such a bother,"

I hummed in reply, going back to my study. My charge and his mother were spending the day together, Amber went with him. Dusk was still in the base, possibly with Optimus. A faint clinking sounded from the silent silo and I looked up at my mentor.

"You hear that?" I asked.

He frowned and looked around.

"Probably that black mountain of moving fur Dusk calls a pet," Ratchet huffed turning back to his work.

A skittering sound sounded, and I looked up in alarm once more. Something wasn't right.

"Optimus?" I asked, "Dusk?"

The skittering picked up and started to come near us, I looked in the direction and saw a spider-like creature skittering towards us.

"Ratchet!" I yelled.

He looked up immediately, right as the spider thing leapt up in the air, its violet optic glowing darkly.

"By the All Spark!" he shouted, stumbling back as the creature landed on the computer consol.

I stared at it in shock, trying to figure out what it was. Ratchet yelled, smacking at the creature. The creature sliced off the top half of our microscope.

"I needed that!" Ratchet howled.

I had to help him. I just had to.

But I can't.

If my weapons activated, it'd put too much strain on my systems and I'd offline…

I still wanted to help.

My servos burned painfully, and for the first time since Chicago, my whips flickered out, electricity arching along them.

"Jolt!" Ratchet shouted as my vision went blurry and my knees went weak, "Put up your weapons!"

I tried to retract them, but I couldn't. I fell to my knees.

The misty images of four mechs wavered in front of me.

"Is he offlining?" one of them asked.

"I hope not, Sunny," another replied, "Ben will be heartbroken."

"It can't be 'is time," yet another said.

"Fight, Jolt!" the last 'Bot said, his image suddenly flaring clear.

Sideswipe.

I struggled to offline my whips.

"'e's offlined," one of the others said, sadly.

Jazz!

The other two got clear all of a sudden, revealing the familiar forms of Sunstreaker and Cliffjumper.

"Jolt!" Sideswipe snapped, "Offline those whips this instant or I'll force you to! Ben needs you! I can't be there for Dusk so I need you to be there for both her and Ben!"

"JOLT!" I heard a familiar, female voice scream.

Dusk.

The electricity died, and my whips retracted. I gave a sigh of relief, and the four mechs beamed at me.

"Knew you could do it," Sideswipe said as he and the others began to fade, "I just knew it."

Dusk POV

I had just begun to drift off to sleep when I heard the screams.

Dad jolted upwards so fast that I tumbled off the berth, hitting the floor hard. I got back up to my feet and transformed as I ran into the main hangar right behind Dad, both of our battle-masks engaged.

Jolt was on his knees, his whips flickering faintly, his optics pulsing weakly with the time of his spark. Just like 'Sides and Sunny's both did…

Right before they offlined.

"JOLT!" I screamed.

I did not want Ben to go through the same grief Amber and I had.

My shout seemed to put some sense back into the electric blue mech. His whips flickered off and retracted into his servos. Ratchet yelled again, covering his face as this little spider thing leaped at him.

A single shot rang out, and the Spider-thing crashed to the floor. Dad calmly lowered his blaster, still smoking from the shot.

The Spider-thing twitched weakly, trying to get up…

And I smashed my pede onto the little sucker with a nice loud boom.

"And stay broken," Jolt said, weakly.

"Now what could have caused that?" Ratchet growled.

Both Dad and I disengaged our battle-masks, and I lifted my pede, cringing at the metal the fell from it.

"I have a grave suspicion, Ratchet," Dad said, softly as he looked at the Spider-thing, "Dark Energon."

I sense of foreboding and dread greeted me through the bond. I looked up at Dad, cocking my helm slightly as he put the crushed creepy-crawly into an airtight container.

What was Dark Energon? Something about it seemed familiar, but I couldn't place it…

And that's when a bunch of images passed through my eyes.

Glowing, violet crystals with an evil look to them, a boy with dark black hair whose eyes instantly turned from midnight blue to the same violet as the crystals, a femme like Arcee glowing bright blue and facing a nightmare black mech with a violet glow surrounding him.

Blue and violet.

Good and evil.

Mom and the unknown boy.

I shook my helm slightly, I was definitely going to ask her about all this tonight.

"If the residue Arcee found on Cliffjumper brought your broken equipment to life…" Dad started as he sealed the container, "It would stand to reason, that the very same substance brought Cliffjumper back…from the dead,"

I shuddered and stood next to Jolt.

"You ok?" I asked.

"I-I'm fine," he said, looking down.

"Well in that case…what were you thinking!?" I hissed, "You could have offlined yourself!"

He growled under his breath as he stood upright again, something about "stubborn femme" and "doesn't need my help,"

"Who said anything about me needing your help?" I asked, crossing my arms, "I can take care of myself."

He rolled his optics but didn't answer.

"Hmm, that would account for his life signal inexplicably coming back online, but Dark Energon? It's so scarce as to be virtually non-existent, what would it be doing on earth?" Ratchet said rather puzzled.

Dad clenched his servos slightly.

"It was transported…by Megatron," he said in a threatening tone.

"For what purpose?" Jolt questioned.

"To conquer this planet, by raising an army of the undead," Dad continued.

"You're joking," I said, "Dad? Please tell me you're joking."

I received a serious look from him, I revised my theory, giving a nervous laugh.

"Well, Megs will need to bring quite a few toaster ovens…" I said, leaning against the computers, "I mean where on this world would he find that many Cybertronian dead?"

Suddenly, there was the roar of three engines and 'Cee, 'Bee and Bulk raced in with their happily laughing charges.

"That was awesome!" Jack cried.

"Can we go again?" Raf pleaded.

"Sw-eet!" Miko crowed.

Bulk grunted and pulled ouf a guitar case from his chest plating.

"Sorry!" Miko said, innocently, "Musta left that in the back seat!"

"Hey, Dusk?" Ben's voice pinged over my comm. "Can you 'Bridge me, Mom and Amber back to base?"

"Sure thing," I answered back as I walked over to the Groundbridge.

Hatchet glared at me as I put a servo on the control handles.

"I'm just bringing the three of them home, Hatchet," I explained as I pulled the Groundbridge level down.

The CMO's optics glinted red for a moment as I called him his nickname. I heard a whooshing sound…that was not the Groundbridge!

I ducked, right as a wrench sailed over the place where my helm was.

"Ha!" I crowed as I stood straight, "Missed!"

I turned back around, waiting for my best friends to walk into the base. A sharp pain made contact with the back of my helm right as the trio walked through the 'Bridge and I yelped like a bee had stung me. And Ratchet's second wrench, which I had somehow failed to notice, clanged to the ground.

"Ow," I whimpered, coming to Dad's side.

"Perhaps next time you will not goad him?" he asked.

"But it's so much fun!" I protested.

"Uh oh," 'Bee teased, "What'd you do?"

"Nothin' you need to concern yourself with," I said, optics narrowed.

Dad walked forwards, "Autobots, prepare to…"

He stopped and looked at the kids.

"Roll out?" Arcee supplied, and I snickered.

"Remain here," he finished, "Ratchet, Skyfyre, you'll come with me."

"You're actually taking me outside of the base," I said, raising an optic ridge, "You're joking, right?"

He ignored me.

"Be glad he's taking you at all," Ben said, patting my pede.

"That tickles," I hissed, "Stop it!"

He looked up at me, emerald eyes sparkling.

Uh oh.

I just gave him blackmail.

"Arcee, we'll be outside of communications range for some time, so I'm putting you in charge," Dad said.

"Dude, you're biggest!" Miko said, looking up at her guardian, "You should be the boss!"

"He never picks me," Bulkhead said.

"Optimus," Arcee said, walking up to him, "With all due respect, playing bodyguard is one thing, babysitting's another!"

"She's calling us babies!" Amber hissed.

"Technically we are?" I said, "Even me."

Jack sighed.

"Again with the 'children' thing!" his thoughts screamed.

"Besides, Ratchet hasn't been in the field since the war," Arcee finished

"My pistons may be rusty but my hearing is sharp as ever!" Ratchet snapped.

"For the moment its only reconnaissance," Dad explained.

"Then why do I hear an edge in your voice?" 'Cee shot back.

"Arcee, much has changed in the last 24 hours, and we all need to adapt," he firmly told her.

"Ratchet, 'Bridge us out," he then said.

I sidled up to him.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

I sighed, "As I'll ever be."

"Go kick some 'Con can!" Amber shouted, I smiled and gave her a thumbs up.

And so the three of us walked into the Groundbridge, and into a dark, gloomy canyon.

Amber POV

"You never told me your students were involved, Ben," Ben's mother said, glaring at her son.

"You never asked," he replied sheepishly.

I looked back at the three kids, who looked very uncomfortable.

"Okay, so…uh what's on the activities list?" Jack asked.

Arcee rolled her optics.

"I'm going on patrol," she said beginning to walk out.

"But Optimus told us to stay" Bulkhead protested.

"When you're in charge you can call the shots!" she said, simply, "Jolt, 'Bee! With me."

"But…but…!" he protested.

"It's ok, 'Bee," I said, "We'll hang out later, promise!"

"I'll hold you to that," he said.

"Bringing me might not be the wisest choice…" Jolt said, warily.

"Like you're going to get shot at," Arcee said, looking at him.

"Fine," Jolt sighed.

"Bulkhead! You're in charge," Arcee said.

"Doesn't that mean he can order her to stay?" I asked Ben.

"You want to tell her that…be my guest," he said backing up.

Coward.

I never got the chance to tell her, she, Jolt, and 'Bee all zipped out of the base quickly. Bulkhead looked uncertainly at us.

"So, uh... what's on the activities list?" he asked.

There was a sudden, loud screeching sound. And I recognized it instantly! It was a guitar being plugged into an amp! Ben and Bulkhead both cringed as Miko plugged in her guitar.

"How about...band practice!" she announced.

"But we're not band" Raf said with his hands over his ears.

"Why so anti-social? Come on Raf! You play anything?" Miko asked him.

"Um...Keyboard?" he said hesitantly, holding up his keyboard.

"Laptop and samples good!" she praised, "Amber?"

I whipped out my drumsticks and drummed a quick riff on the railing.

"Answer your question?" I said, smirking.

She turned towards Ben who shook his head violently.

"Liar," I said, "You sing very well!"

"I ain't getting dragged into this!" he said, crossing his arms.

"Jack?" Miko asked.

"I…sometimes mess around on the harmonica," he said rather pleased with himself.

"Do I look like I do country? Just, cover yourself in fake blood and jump around screaming," she said, "Where's Dusk?"

"Sleeping," Ben said, "Never mess with her when she's napping…you lose fingers…"

"And Bulk?" I asked.

"Bulkhead! Percussion with Amber," Miko said, "we'll go for a big industrial sound. DIY we're a band! You just gotta learn the songs. This one's a Ballard: My Fist, Your Face!"

She started playing all of a sudden. I watched, getting a feel for the music before hammering my drumsticks against the railing...

And as we continued the others all covered their ears, then the proximity sensor went off. Honestly, I didn't know it was going off until I saw flashing green lights. I was having too much fun!

"Amber! Miko! Cut it out!" Ben howled.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Bulkhead yelled cutting off Miko's music.

"Come on! Don't tell me you can't handle raw power?" she said.

"Proximity sensor, quick hide!" he ordered.

The three of them hid behind Bulkhead's leg with Miko taking her guitar with her. The elevator opened and sure enough Agent Fowler came walking in.

"Prime!" he yelled.

"Agent Fowler! Our Primes aren't here, nobody's here... well, except me, Ben, Amber and Miranda," Bulkhead said innocently.

"Well...where did they go? Wait don't tell me, they're out pancaking a mini-mall!" he snapped, "now I don't know what language you 'Bots speak on your planet, but Prime promised he would handle the Decepticons! And blowing a crater in the middle of nowhere is not what the word handle means in English, so you tell Prime, the older one..." he cut himself off and he followed a lead that led directly to Bulkheads foot and then back to a speaker.

"Aw, scrap," I thought.

"Since when are you 'Bots electric?" Fowler asked.

Bulkhead slightly panicked.

"No use hiding," Ben sighed, then added in a louder voice, "Come on out kids,"

All three of them peeked out from behind the green titan's leg. Jack cleared his throat.

"Hey, how you doing?" he asked in the calmest way he could say it.

"Contact with civilians! Team Prime has really gone off book this time…wait don't tell me. You're running a day-care center!" Fowler said.

Jack's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't like being referred to as a child my guess.

"Okaaay," Bulkhead nervously said trying to figure out an explanation.

"We're interns..." Jack explained striking a pose.

"Student interns!" added Raf.

"Earning extra credit in auto shops..." Jack said.

"Robotics!" Miko said in unison with Jack.

"Maybe we should've come up with a convincing story before we attempted this," I said face palming.

Either way Fowler wasn't impressed "okay let's move, I'm taking you all into federal custody, it's for your own protection".

I panicked when he said that and I started trying to convince him not to take them

"Fowler wait, you say it's for their protection but what about their families?" I asked, "They'll be relocated, on constant surveillance, sign contracts that state that they will be imprisoned for life if they reveal anything that they have seen here."

"Just be lucky that Prime has custody of Dusk or you'd be joining them." he stated sternly before walking past me.

"Tarana," I hissed, the Cybreian term rolling off my tongue.

Dusk taught me that one.

It literally meant "jerk".

The kids looked at us.

"Custody?" Jack mouthed.

"Later," I mouthed back.

Bulkhead growled darkly and slammed his pede on the concrete floor, making Fowler jump.

"We're protecting them," he growled.

"Is that so then maybe you can explain that to my superiors at the Pentagon." Fowler said, reaching for the phone.

"Don't use that phone it's..." he then crushed it with a finger, "Out of order."

Ben and I tried to hold out laughter back…no such luck.

"This isn't over Big Foot! Not by a long shot!" Fowler threatened as he proceeded to the elevator, saying nothing more.

Bulkhead then groaned as I breathed out a long tired sigh.

"Hey you did alright in standing up to him. No amount of soldiers is going to be able to protect them, not like you guys can," I said backing my big green friend up, "We'd know, right Ben?"

"True, that," he replied, "Jolt's living proof…and so is Prime,"

That got me wondering…

What was my best friend doing out there?

Dusk POV

"I don't like this place…" I said, coming closer to Dad, "I don't like this at all."

"Do not fear," he said, brushing his servo against mine, "I am with you,"

"Optimus," Ratchet asked, "What do we hope to find here?"

"The site of the largest Cybertronian battle field in this galaxy," he said softly as we continued to walk.

"On Earth?" I demanded.

"You must be joking," Ratchet replied.

"He doesn't joke," I said, "Whole Prime deal there…phenomenal battlefield prowess: granted…sense of humor: gone,"

"You are a Prime too!" Ratchet retorted.

"Ivorra," I corrected, "There's some differences…"

"Do you recall the period later in the war…" Dad started, "When both sides began hiding their energon spoils off world?"

"Of course," Ratchet scoffed, "It's the reason energon deposits even exist on planets such as this one,"

"It is also the reason that battles came to be waged on planets such as this one," Dad said, "And I fear Megatron's memory is as long as history."

We...were so dead.

Ben POV

We were all sitting back at the Base, wondering what was going to happen…when another alarm went off.

But it wasn't the proximity this time…

This time it was an SOS…and it was even louder than the proximity alarm.

"Ugh my ears," Raf cringed as he covered his ears I then put my hands over his ears as well.

"It's ok." I said down at him, reassuringly.

"It's an SOS from Fowler!" Bulkhead said, coming up to the consol.

He then tried to figure out what to press on the control panel.

"Uh...ugh...Um," he said, his fingers hovering over the keys.

From what we could tell as we looked at each other he had no idea what he was doing.

That was the Hatchet's job.

The alarm cut off and Raf spoke up.

"Did you trace it?" he asked.

"Location scan was incomplete, oh well." Bulkhead shrugged.

"Oh well, seriously?!" me and Jack both said in unison.

"Fowlers a jerk". Bulkhead replied.

"No argument there…" Amber muttered.

"Amber…" I warned, she stuck out her tongue at me.

"Whoa! Whether you like the guy or not the Decepticons may have him!" Jack started

"And no one deserves the fate he'll face if we don't find him ASAP," I added.

"And Agent Fowler knows your location" Raf said before a sudden dawn of realization appeared in his eyes "our location."

"And did we not just witness how fast Fowler backs down from a 'Bot? The 'Cons will totally make him squeal" Miko finished.

"But we lost the transmission, Fowler could be anywhere!" Bulkhead argued.

"Maybe I could narrow it down" Raf suggested getting onto the floor as he opened up his laptop.

We gathered around him, curious to what he was doing.

"About 5 years ago, the government started micro-chipping their agents…you know like owners do with pets!" he said enthusiastically.

We all just stared blankly at him.

How the frag did he know this?

"What? I saw it on TV!" he said, defensively, "Anyway…if I can hack into the feds mainframe maybe I can pinpoint Fowler's location."

"You know how to hack? But you're like 2 years old." Miko jested, slight exaggeration on her part.

"12…" I started.

"And a quarter," Raf said as he tapped away at his computer.

"Hey Raf, been dying to ask…where did you learn all this?" I asked.

"Just picked it up," he explained briefly, "Okay... Latitude 39.5 longitude 116.9."

Bulkhead then activated the Groundbridge using the co-ordinates.

"Okay, wait here," he said as he made his way to the portal.

"Aww, don't break up the band," Miko moaned.

"Uh, Miranda you're in charge!" Bulkhead said as he ran through the portal.

"I guess us six have the run of the place," Jack said.

"And I have a new post..." Mom shrugged looking to the computer screen.

"Miko?" Jack said looking around for her.

I looked around myself, she was just here, how can she move so swiftly and so quietly for that matter. And we had another problem…

"Amber?" I said myself a little louder, "how does she just disappear like that?"

I whacked a fist on the railings out of frustration.

"First time on the job and I screw it up, dang it." I said bitterly towards myself.

"Who was in charge?" Mom asked, "it's my fault, Ben,"

"It's not the first time she's done this though!" I countered, "I should've known she'd try it!"

Amber POV

Miko and I hid behind a boulder. Needless to say, Bulk didn't know we were here, but him being around me so much…you'd think he'd expect it.

"Alright!" Miko said softly, but loud enough for Bulk to hear her, "What's the plan?"

"Miko! Amber!" Bulkhead hissed.

I heard the familiar whining of a blaster powering up.

"Oh," Miko said, grimacing, "Unwise,"

"Aw, scrap," I grumbled, looking up at the 'Con.

"Amber! Miko!" Bulkhead shouted, "Get down!"

"Run!" I shouted as we both leaped over the boulder and ran.

Bulkhead jumped out from hiding and started pounding the 'Con's faceplate in.

"Yeah!" I shouted, "Get 'im Bulk!"

He pinned the 'Con against the ground, Miko ran up with a rock. A big rock.

What was she going to do…

"Hold 'im still!" she shouted, smashing the rock against the 'Con's helm.

Bulkhead calmly, yet swiftly picked the both of us up and dumped us on the other side of some rocks.

"Ow!" I said, rubbing my behind as I stood.

"MIKO! AMBER!" Bulkhead shouted, "Look away!"

"But…!" Miko said.

"TURN YOUR HEAD AWAY!" Bulk nearly screamed.

And then he ripped out the 'Con's spark with his own servos.

"Whoa!" Miko breathed, her eyes shining in the light of the golden and blue sparks that now dripped from the 'Con's cold, lifeless shell.

Bulkhead looked at the both of us, right as he put his servo to his helm.

"Uh oh," I whispered.

"What?" Miko asked.

"Arcee, Bumblebee, Jolt, do you read?" he asked.

"That's what," I whimpered.

Arcee POV

"Loud and clear, Bulkhead," I sighed, letting the other mechs in on the conversation.

"I have a situation…" he started.

"Bulkhead," I said, "They're children, humans just do whatever!"

"Well I would…except that Miko and Amber snuck out with me and we're sitting right in front of the 'Cons' warship!"

The three of us hit the brakes, hard. Jolt let out a choked sound.

"You're where?" I hissed, "They're where!?

Ben POV

"What should we do? Bulkhead may not even realize that she followed him" Raf said, obviously panicking.

"Miko hasn't seen the 'Cons in action like we have, she has no idea" Jack said with concern.

"Those are the co-ordinates…their destination's still locked in!" Raf said, as he looked at the screen.

"Okay everyone just be calm, she can't have gotten far," I said as I looked towards the Groundbridge, "Mom can you reactivate that Groundbridge?"

"I can but you're not going on your own are you?" Mom asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Maaaybe," I said, walking to the 'Bridge.

Mom kissed my forehead.

"Agh! Mooom!" I whined, "Not in front of my students!"

She smiled and activated the 'Bridge.

Speaking of students…

"You two," I said, giving them my best teacher's glare, "Stay here."

I entered the Groundbridge and ended up in a canyon on the other side, looking around it was mostly bare.

Bumblebee POV

"Arcee to Base, come in!" 'Cee said into the comm, "Jack? Listen, we need you to 'Bridge us back…Hello!?"

"Looks like she's not having the best of luck…" Jolt chuckled.

"You could say that again," I answered.

"Looks like she's not having the best of luck…"

"I was just joking!" I cried, "Primus, you're worse than Prowl."

"'Cept I don't glitch when something doesn't compute!" he laughed.

"Boys," Arcee said, "They're not answering."

"Big surprise," I sighed.

"Metal to the pedal," she growled.

And we raced back to Base.

Bulkhead POV

"What's taking Arcee and Bumblebee?" I growled.

"And Jolt?" Miko asked.

"Jolt's not a fighter," Amber said.

"Dude!" Miko said, "The 'Cons could be putting the clamps on Fowler right now! Let's just storm the joint!"

The Groundbridge opened.

"Thank Primus," I thought.

"They're here!" I sighed in relief.

And Ben, Jack, Raf and Miranda walked out.

"Why don't those guys hang with their own 'Bots?" Miko asked, "This is our one on one time!"

Ben POV

I turned back to the Bridge, and guess who came out of it?

Jack, Mom and Raf.

"Whooa," Raf said, "Are your bones vibrating?"

Jack shrugged.

"It gets better after a while, Rafael," Mom said, putting an arm around him.

"I thought I told you to stay there!" I growled.

"We couldn't let you go alone!" Jack argued.

I mentally growled frustratingly, we just lost Cliffjumper, I don't want them to die too.

But there was no point in arguing now as there was no way to send them back, no way to get any of us back...

Well…It couldn't get any worse, could it?

"You there!" a gravelly voice shouted.

I had to open my big mouth, didn't I?

Dusk POV

I froze, looking ahead of me.

"Dad?" I asked, softly.

There it was. The battle-ground.

And it was littered with the dead.

"For the first time in my life, Optimus," Ratchet started, "I had hoped you were wrong."

"Same here," I said.

A high-pitched scream of a jet engine streaked over the sky. The three of us looked up and saw him.

Megatron transformed and landed elegantly on one of the tall spires…where only one of the three of us could possibly reach him if it came to a battle.

His now violet optics glared down at us and my mid traveled back to the boy in my dreams, the dark haired one whose eyes flashed the same violet color as Megatron's now.

"Optimus!" he said, "Been well?"

Dad stared stoically back.

"I see you've brought your trusty watchdog…and the Halfling," King 'Con continued, "I was sure that he'd be convalescing in a scrapyard by now…"

"Why don't you invite him down here for a chat," Ratchet snarled banging his servos together, threateningly.

"We made a promise to you once, Megatron," I growled, "I intend to exact it on this very day,"

"I know why you're here, Megatron," Dad said, calmly.

"Hardly a surprise, Optimus!" Megatron called, "After all, you and I have been at this a long time, brother. And your time, has come to an end!"

He pulled out a shard of glowing purple crystal, just like the ones I associated with the dark-haired boy, and threw it into the ground.

A sick feeling hit me in the stomach, and I trembled violently, wings twitching in fear.

"Dusk?" Dad asked.

My vision flickered as the violet glow spread to us, I backed away unsteadily. Scared out of my wits.

I tried to get myself back together, Primes don't run.

But something was wrong.

"RISE MY ARMY!" Megatron shouted.

Servos pushed out of the sandy earth, like the zombies in Thriller. And the once dead mechs and femmes crawled out of the ground.

"By the All Spark," Ratchet whispered.

I whimpered and grabbed Dad's arm.

He took a single half step back.

"Behold!" Megatron shouted, "The power of Dark Energon!"

I looked at the army.

I had never felt so helpless in my entire life.

A/N Some more humor in this one. Yes, Dusk is freaking out because of the Dark Energon. On Cybres, there's a similiar substance and the children of Prima are terrified of it. Especially if they're the Heir of Prima (Primus), Dusk's mother. Eclipt is the dark-haired boy in the story, the Heir of Moricrus (Unicron). The promise Dusk talks about is the promise she, Prime and Megs made at the end of my DOTM fic.

Jolt is unable to online any of his weapons. It drains his energy to the point of offlining if he doesn't deactivate them. He and 'Sides were good friends, so it makes sense that 'Sides is the one who yells at him.

Title from Matthew West's:You Know Where To Find Me

Anyway, hope you liked it. If you did, please R&R! :)

Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)

Máriessë ar mára tecië

Farewell and fair writing

Elhini Prime signing off.