Now it's time for fun! Wahahaha! That's all I'm going to say.

a/n: for those of you worried about the lack of Bumblebee's presence so far, please have no fear and be patient. There is a method to my madness.

Please, if there are some terrible typos let me know. It's late, I'm exhausted but I needed to get this posted.

Major Lennox

I had been sitting on the floor play with my daughter when I saw the live newscast yesterday. From the moment I saw Kacey I knew the incident wasn't going to sit well with Secretary of Defense Keller. And sure enough, about an hour after the broadcast ended, I had received a call from me CO for my unit to report to Nellis Air Force Base at 0800 the next day.

When trying to explain everything to my wife I realized what young Kacey was trying to do. She was simply trying to protect her kind. Emily, like many others, was afraid. She believed the horrible rumors about the giant alien robots terrorizing cities. As a result, I could easily imagine a situation where an Autobot was endangered by one of my kind's fear and ignorance.

Sitting here waiting and watch as the small plane comes to a stop before us, I am ignorant to what our Government plans to do now that the secret is out about our friends. Yes, I consider them friends as does my unit. We've actually fought together many times against the Decepticons over the past couple of years and have gotten to know each other rather well. Ironhide and his wife have even dropped by the base a few times always to give me an update on their sons and ask me how my family is. I often inquire about Kacey. I guess the father in me can't help but worry about the kid.

"We're not going to arrest the kid are we?" Epps asked. "I honestly didn't see anything wrong with what she did."

"I don't think so. Not much a six man unit can do against even a small army of Autobots. Besides, I know for a fact that Optimus wouldn't allow anyone to take his little girl whether what she did was right or wrong. I know because I wouldn't let anyone take my baby from me."

"Yeah, but your baby isn't a robot that weighs some twenty-seven hundred pounds that can fly, drive, and blow the shit out of things."

"Regardless, I'm not doing anything that endangers the kid," I adamantly said, folding my arms across my chest as the airplane's door opened up.

I didn't ask the opinions of my men. They agreed with me. If they hadn't, they wouldn't all be standing at my side.

"Keller!" I reacted in surprise when the Defense Secretary emerged from the plane.

"Morning Major Lennox," he smiled, reaching to shake my hand. "Morning everyone."

"Morning, Sir," my men respectfully responded.

"Sorry about keeping you in the dark about your orders. But I will brief you on the way."

"May I ask where we're going, Sir?" I questioned.

"In a few minutes, one of the Autobot's shuttlecrafts will pick us up and take us to their base."

None of us could contain our surprise and excitement. The Autobot base's location has been kept hidden from us for their protection as well as ours. How Optimus Prime has managed to keep it secret from the world over the past couple of years is beyond me. But I understand he can't let the Decepticons find it, not when there are children living on the base.

"So, we're not going to arrest Kacey?"

"No," Keller laughed. "It's highly unlikely we'd be able to get her away from her protective father. Besides, the Autobots being revealed to the world was inevitable. We knew we couldn't keep them secret forever. Not with the Decepticons increasing in their attacks the past few months. Kacey just pushed up our time schedule and gave us a way to reveal her kind to the world."

Keller handed me the morning newspaper with the huge headline, 'Autobot Saves Lives at Fair Grounds Disaster'. I read on as we waited. My men hovered behind me as they tried to read the article too. It was the first piece of positive news I've read about our friends.

"Here they come, Sir," one of Keller's security detail announced.

"Right on time," he said then turned to me. "Major Lennox, I've requested your team to escort me to the Autobot base. I'm aware of how close a relationship your team has developed with the Autobots and thought it would help to keep tensions down if they saw friendly faces at their base. Optimus Prime is very protective of his people and understandably so." He paused then chuckled. "I'm not entirely sure how he's going to react to my request. It's not everyday I get ask a thirty foot robot if I could borrow his daughter for a television interview."

Bumblebee

Humans were coming to the base!

Earlier this morning, I had been so rudely awakened out of my recharge by Ironhide shoving me off my bed and making the announcement. Not the first time he's ever waken me up in such a manner. And like those other occasions, he had quickly left the room before I was awake enough to retaliate.

Primus, I wasn't even awake enough to comprehend what he had told me.

Now, as we head to the shuttle bay, I like most of the Autobots were curious as to why humans were coming to the base. I can only assume it had something to do with what happened at the Fair Grounds in California yesterday.

I was very proud of Kacey for saving those peoples' lives. She reacted like any Autobot would, caring not for her own safety but for the safety of others.

On the other hand I cannot approve of her leaving the base all alone like that. But I understand, she's young and she's curious. Which of course is a dangerous combination for any teenager! I know, for I used to be that kind of teenager, although not as bold or imaginative as Kacey.

Then I about expired on the spot when she started proudly talking about the Autobots. I knew that wasn't going to sit well with Optimus. And it didn't. I wasn't in the command center but I heard he was furious and chewed Kacey's aft out in front of everyone there.

I glanced up ahead to see she didn't appear so proud or brave at the moment. I felt bad for her as she walked with her head down beside Optimus. Primus, she's so much like him. She carries the weight of her responsibilities and mistakes on her shoulders just like her father.

The shame of what she did in revealing the Autobots to the world seemed such a heavy burden for one so young. My spark literally ached to see her despair and wished I could do anything to help ease the burden.

As the years have passed, at times I believed that my infatuation with her was just a phase I've been going through. I think I was trying to convince myself that I couldn't be in love. How could I be when I don't know exactly what that kind of love is? But then I see Kacey like this and I know…I just know in my spark that we're meant to be together. When she's like this I find my worrying consumes me and I want nothing more than to help her as best as I can.

Suddenly, a terrifying thought popped in my processor. Primus, what if the humans are here to take her?

"Ironhide, why are the humans coming?" I quietly asked.

"Not sure, Keller just asked if he could speak to Optimus face to face. Optimus agreed under one condition, that we bring the humans to our base. We're not ready to disclose our location to anyone. And if Optimus had his way, no one would ever find it."

"They're…they're not going to take Kacey are they?"

Whack!

My processor buzzed for a moment after Ironhide hit me on top of the head.

"What gave you that idea? Do you really think they could get Kacey away from Optimus? Human or not, no one lays a finger on that child and gets away with it, I can promise you that."

"Sorry," I mumbled rubbing the top of my head. "Why did you have to hit me so hard?"

"I felt some sense needed to be knocked into that processor of yours for asking such an irrational question. Honestly, Bumblebee, you sounded like a love struck teenager!"

My spark stilled in its chamber. Frag, I need to be careful of what I say. I can't let anyone know how I feel about Kacey!

"Yeah, well, at least I don't faint!" I fired back at him making him stop in his tracks.

I ducked just in time. I couldn't help but laugh. I get him every time I bring up the fainting issue. Ironhide, big bad wrecking mech had fainted upon learning he was a father when Chromia introduced his son to him.

"You little runt!" he growled and suddenly tackled me down.

Of course, I started fighting back. But it was short lived as Optimus yanked Ironhide off me. Beside him Kacey stared at us with a sorrowful look on her face that made my spark sink.

"Will you two stop it!" Optimus growled. "Primus, you're both worse than Orion and Leo! Start acting your age!"

"Sorry, Optimus," I said as I got to my feet.

I glanced apologetically at Kacey as our actions weren't making her feel any better. And I ignored Ironhide threatening glare the rest of the way to the shuttle bay. I'm sure later he'll try to get back at me when Optimus isn't around.

We arrived just as the shuttlecraft door opened. Prowl emerged first. Following him was Keller and Major Lennox with his unit. None of them were armed much to my relief. I noticed Kacey brightened up just a little. She liked Major Lennox. He was a good friend to her and the rest of us Autobots.

"Optimus Prime, I must say it is a pleasure to finally meet you in person," Keller smiled. "You're much taller than I thought."

Optimus chuckled softly.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you in person as well Mr. Keller. I'd like to introduce you my daughter, Kacey."

"Nice to finally meet you too, Kacey. You caused quite a commotion yesterday."

"Yes, Sir. I know," she frowned, keeping her head down.

"Before we get started with what you wanted to discuss, my daughter has something she would like to say to you and hopes that you convey the message to the President and other involved Governments."

"Sure, what is it darling?"

"It's an apology," she answered.

"There's no ne…"

"I must," she interrupted. Then her shoulders sagged even further. "I'm sorry for interrupting."

"It's quite alright," he smiled up at her. "I understand the need to speak one's mind. I'm listening."

"To the President and other Government bodies of this world I beg of you to not view this incident as a reflection upon all Autobots. I acted alone and out of selfishness without thinking of the ramifications. For that, I deeply regret the incident. And I have no excuses to give you. Nor will I ask for your forgiveness for it is undeserved. I am young. I still have much to learn. I only hope to learn from this so that I will grow to be as wise and as caring as our leader, Optimus Prime. I do not say this because he is my father. I speak as an Autobot."

"And to my Prime, I apologize for putting you and my fellow Autobots in this position. It was reckless and showed my lack of understanding of what it takes to be a leader. Today, I realized for the first time that if I am to follow in your footsteps, that if I ever hope to become a descent leader, I must learn to not be so selfish. I must learn that the Autobots as a whole are to always come before me. What I believe does not matter but what is best for them does. I know I will never be the great leader you are Optimus Prime. But I will strive to be the best that I can through your guidance and your love."

Wow. I doubt any Autobot in this room could write as well as Kacey. But then again, most of us never received the advanced education she continues to get from Alpha Trion.

"You wrote that all by yourself?" Keller asked.

"Yes, Sir. I feel terrible for what I've done."

"I can see that. But I'm going to ask you to stop beating yourself up about it. What happened was inevitable. No one is mad at you. Your actions simply pushed our plans ahead of schedule. And it is the reason why I'm here."

"What plans are you talking about?" Optimus skeptically asked.

"Perhaps we can discuss this in a more appropriate setting?"

"Very well, Prowl, I want the officers in the briefing room in one hour."

"Yes, Prime," the mech responded then hurried off.

"Mr. Keller would you like a tour of the base?" Optimus asked.

The man's face lit up much like a youngling's would when they got over excited.

"I would like that very much!"

"Kacey, you know the base as good as any of us, would you do the honors please?"

Kacey's optics widened as far as they could go in surprise. Even her mouth was gaping open in shock. I actually couldn't think of anyone better to give Keller a tour of the base. This was her chance to actually interact with a human. Something I know she's been wanting to do for some time now.

"Me?" she asked after finally getting her processor to work.

"Yes, you," her father smiled. "As we discussed earlier, you are to work with Prowl whenever he has meetings with the humans. Part of that job is tending to them while on our base."

"This is what you've wanted, Kacey," I told her quietly. "Don't waste the opportunity."

Her optics nervously darted from me to Optimus then Keller and the humans. I smiled, feeling somewhat proud of her, as she straightened up, standing tall.

"It will be an honor and a privilege to give you a tour of the base, Mr. Keller. I'm afraid I can only accommodate two of you in my alt form. I guarantee you Mr. Keller and Major Lennox that you do not want to walk through the facility."

"Fine with me, I got shotgun!" Lennox happily agreed.

"The rest of you can ride in Ironhide," Optimus suggested to them. "He can relay Kacey's transmission to you through his speakers."

Kacey took that as her queue and transformed. Lennox and his men immediate whistled and crowded around her new form, gawking in admiration. I have to admit, I and many others were against Kacey choosing Jazz's alt form. Well, we were for about two astrosecond for Prowl made it quite clear that he gave her his blessing.

That was enough for us.

Standing there, watching the humans admire her form I suddenly realized that no one was more deserved of Jazz's alt form than Kacey. She would have made him proud. She would make all of us proud. But there wasn't a mech or femme more proud of being an Autobot than young Kaceystar. It was her way of life and she not only loved it, she thrived on it.

Keller

I found myself feeling like a child, marveling over their abilities to transform. They truly were a remarkable race of beings. Machines that can love and grieve as we humans do. At times I have to remind myself that this isn't a dream or some science fiction show. The Autobots are as real as the anything on this Earth.

"Holy, shit, Kacey! Nice ride!" Lennox complimented. "Get tired of the other form?"

"Wow!" Epps exclaimed, sliding a hand over her hood. "This is much better!"

"That tickles!" she giggled.

I had to refrain from laughing as Lennox's men stopped touching Kacey and glanced up nervously at her father.

"Kacey out grew her prior alt form," Optimus quickly explained, keeping a watchful eye on them. "I trust you will have them in the briefing room in one hour's time?"

"Yes, father," she said through her speakers as the doors opened up. "Gentlemen, shall we proceed?"

"So, I just…sit in the seat?" I asked unsure.

"Where else would you sit?" she countered. "Besides, safety is one of our many rules on the base. Prowl enforces it relentlessly and punishes anyone driving in the halls. Well, those he catches anyway."

"Its fine, Mr. Keller," Lennox smiled as he climbed into the passenger's seat. "Kacey's an excellent driver. She's taken me for a spin a few times."

If Lennox trusted her then I saw no reason why I shouldn't. Besides, this was the perfect opportunity to get to know the kid a little better. So I climbed into the driver's seat. Out of habit I grabbed the wheel.

"I will be driving, Mr. Keller," she gently told me as she closed the doors.

I quickly removed my hands from the wheel.

"Right, I apologize."

"Here, I'll make it easier for you," she chuckled.

I watched in wonder as the steering wheel collapsed into itself and then disappeared into the dashboard. After that Kacey started up her engine and started the tour.

I must say I was impressed with her. For a child she was intelligent, articulate, had a wonderful sense of humor, and a sweet disposition. At first it was hard to imagine her ever becoming a soldier like her father. Then as I listen to her talk about their war on Cybertron I could hear how devoted she was to being a fighter. It was all she ever really knew.

"This is the classroom for the other younglings, what you call children."

"How come they don't have armor like you or the others?" Lennox asked.

"That is our most basic form. We call it our protoform. It is durable enough to protect us from minor injuries but still, we are most vulnerable in this form. Younglings do not possess the skill to transform until their transformation systems come online around twenty three to twenty seven orns, or years."

"Wait, you can transform," I pointed out.

"My protoform was constructed differently and my basic programming was altered because of the war and the situation I was born into. You see, on my world, the offspring of a Prime is valuable. The first born is next in line to be Prime. My mother kept her pregnancy secret, fleeing the Autobot base. If a Decepticon were to find out she was with spark the base would have been attacked until she was captured and the spark forcibly removed from her. You see, I could have been killed before I was born or worse, I could have grown up a Decepticon."

"So you're being able to transform at such a young age was to…"

"To protect myself, Mr. Keller. As a sparkling I could be turned into a Decepticon. As a youngling with a mind of my own…I would have been terminated or worse. My mother and Alpha Trion gave me the knowledge and the means to defend myself when necessary."

"What's worse than death?" I asked.

"Torture or slavery," Lennox answered.

"Correct."

"So, why aren't you in class with the others?"

"My education far exceeds theirs. I am tutored by one of our most brilliant minds, Alpha Trion. He has educated me since I was five orns and continues to be my teacher. Do not worry, Mr. Keller my parents are not so different from the many human parents of this world, they to want what is best for their children."

"Well, I believe that concludes the tour. I'll take you both to the briefing room now."

"Thank you, Kacey. That was the most educational and fun tour I have ever been on."

"You're quite welcome, Mr. Keller."

With that we arrived at the briefing room precisely on time. Optimus Prime was there waiting for us with what I assume were his officers. Kacey and Ironhide allowed us to move away before transforming into their robotic forms.

"Mr. Keller, I would like to introduce you to my mother, Elita One," Kacey smiled proudly as the silver armored figure beside Optimus Prime stepped forward. "She's the femme Commander, in charge of training the female Autobots. And she has a deadly shot and an even deadlier sense of humor."

Elita One, my Lord stood only a head shorter than Optimus himself. Although her form was much slender, her hands and facial features delicate much like a woman's. And it makes sense that there'd be female Autobots if Kacey was living proof.

"Kacey!" the femme gently chided with a most definite female voice.

I can only imagine she was one woman you never wanted to piss off if she was married to a leader like Optimus Prime.

"Elita, let her have her fun," Optimus smiled. "Kacey, you can continue with the introductions now that Mr. Keller can officially be introduced to my officers."

"Thank you father! This is Prowl. My father's second in command as you know. Calm, calculating. I swear to Primus the entire base would fall into chaos if he wasn't in charge. Ironhide, our weapons specialist and the craziest mech with cannons. Only his bonded, what you call wife, Chromia can keep up with the crazy wrecker on the battlefield. Ratchet, the chief medical officer, the best surgeon from Cybertron, and probably the crankiest mech you'll ever meet."

"I'll remember you said that at your next maintenance check-up," he warned her.

I saw Kacey was unaffected by his words and just gave him a challenging look.

"Continuing on. Don't let this mech's cute looks fool you. Bumblebee can rip afts with the best of them."

"Kacey!" Elita snapped. "Fix that glitch!"

"Sorry mom. Mr. Keller probably didn't know what I meant anyway."

"I assume it has something to do with someone's rear-end," I offered, trying not to smile.

Kacey blinked at me then looked up at her mother.

"Ok, so he does know. But still, it's not that bad of a word."

"We'll discuss it later," Elita suggested giving Optimus the same look I've seen my wife give me when I'm in deep shit.

I smiled seeing him react much like I would myself with an innocent look and a shrug of the shoulders.

"Yes, mom," Kacey sighed then moved to the next Autobot. "This mech is a good friend and mentor. Our chief engineer, Wheeljack. Probably one the most brilliant minds from Cybertron next to Alpha Trion. And this mech wrecker is Hound. If you need it found, Hound's your mech. He can track anything on any planet in any galaxy."

"It's a pleasure to meet you all," I grinned up at them.

"Like wise," a few of them said.

"It's an honor, Sir," a couple of others said.

"Thank you Kacey. You'd make a wonderful hostess for a party with that wit of yours," I couldn't resist smiling.

"I just wanted you to feel at ease, Sir," she responded. "Now, if you'll excuse me. I'm sure you grown ups have much to discuss."

"Actually, I was wondering if your daughter could stay, Optimus. What I have to say involvers her."

Ironhide

Right away Kacey's smile dropped upon Mr. Keller's request. No doubt she believed he was going to bring up the incident that occurred yesterday. I felt somewhat bad for her yesterday when Optimus chewed her out in front of the crew in the command center. But she did make a mistake and if it were any other soldier he would have done exactly the same thing.

"I'll stay and face whatever punishment you deem necessary," Kacey said standing tall. "If my father approves that I can stay that is."

"I'm not here to punish you," Mr. Keller smiled and seemed rather eager to help dissuade any fears of punishment she had.

I can see that Kacey won over the human with that charm of hers. She definitely gets that from Optimus. Before he was Prime, I every so often found a young Optimus trying to charm a femme with those good looks and quick wit of his into interfacing with him. I had to admit he was rather smooth about it and could have literally had any femme he desired. But chasing femmes wasn't his style; he didn't have an overheated interface system like the other mechs his age. At least, not until he met Elita that is!

"You may stay," Optimus instructed Kacey.

And that was our queue to sit down. Optimus and Prowl had rearranged the briefing room during the tour. Our chairs were lined up against the wall and the table moved aside because the humans weren't big enough to properly sit at the table. We didn't have chairs for the humans as their visit was rather sudden and didn't give us an opportunity to prepare.

"Will you ever learn?" I muttered to Bumblebee.

The young mech sighed as he moved over a seat allowing me to sit on Optimus' left side, as was my place. Then Ratchet gave Bee the usual thumb to move his aft over again. I chuckled as he dropped heavily into his seat beside Ratchet. He had a long way to go before he earned a seat beside Prime. A long way to go.

I glanced to my right, smiling warmly at the show of affection Optimus had for Kacey as he held her on his lap. I saw Kacey's optics dimmed slightly as he stroked the top of her head, including her antennae. I've noticed all the younglings seemed to enjoy such affection. Both my sons usually start purring loudly when I caress their heads in such a manner.

"Right, first off, I'd like to make an announcement," Keller began. "I have stepped down as Secretary of Defense and have assumed my new position as liaison to the Autobots. So, we'll be seeing a lot more of each other in the future."

"I hope you got a raise in pay," Kacey snickered, as the rest of us quickly recovered from this shocking and exciting news.

"Of course I did," he grinned back.

"Why the change?" Prowl asked.

I was curious too. Keller had become a good friend to the Autobots.

"Yesterday's events forced us to proceed with our plan ahead of schedule and thus forcing me into my new position."

"And what plan is it Mr. Keller? And what does it have to do with my daughter?" Optimus asked out right.

"We have been discussing a way to introduce you to the public," the human explained. "Kacey's heroics made the headlines on just about every newspaper on the racks. It'd be a wasted opportunity if we didn't take advantage of that. With your permission, I'd like for Kacey to be interviewed on live television to answer questions and explain a little more about the Autobots and why you're are here."

"I'd get to be on television?" Kacey asked excitedly. "Sweet!"

Elita gave Kacey a look that immediately calmed the youngling down. She like Optimus appeared skeptical about Mr. Keller's idea. Both parents have grown remarkably, knowing exactly when to allow Kacey her freedom, knowing when to punish her, and knowing when to be overprotective of her.

On this instance, I'm inclined to be overprotective of her as well.

I still believe the humans are a somewhat primitive species. But they do show signs of promise. I've experienced this spending time with Major Lennox and his men. I'm starting to see why Kacey is so fascinated with them. They're a quirky race. They're also a dangerous one.

"The public's curiosity it peaked. This is a chance to squash the horrible rumors that make you appear as monsters," Keller continued. "Kacey is perfect. She is witty, intelligent, seems to have her mother's sense of humor, and…" he paused showing us the front page of a newspaper. "She's hero. Humans love heroes."

"That may be so," Optimus interjected. "But I do not want my daughter displayed like some puppet for the Government's amusement."

"Which is why I to be interview with Kacey. As are Major Lennox and his men. And…I was hoping that perhaps you would be there as well, Optimus. The people will want to hear from the leader of the Autobots as well."

"This is an opportunity we shouldn't pass on," Prowl suggested.

"And it would make the humans less afraid of us," I added. "I don't like seeing them flee in terror from us when we're trying to help them."

"This is just a one time deal, correct?" Optimus asked.

"Yes."

Optimus leaned back in his seat, his hand casually rubbing his chin as he contemplated what to do. Kacey had turned and was looking expectantly up at him. I already knew her decision.

"I want to see the questions being asked of my daughter before hand. I will not allow certain questions to be asked of her or of myself. While we may be revealed to the public, certain issues I wish to keep secret for the safety of my people."

"That can be arranged. I'm sure we can email you the questions. My own Government is being cautious and will be reviewing them as well. Now that's settled, I have one more item to discuss. Since we're going public about the Autobots it would be nice for the authorities in each city to be able to recognize all of and not hinder your efforts."

I watched intently as Mr. Keller pulled a small, flat rectangular piece of metal from the black briefcase he had with him. I recognized it was similar to the ones displayed on all the Earth transport vehicles. Only this one had a series of number with US Government on the top of it.

"It's called a license plate and we can use them to identify you."

"The plates would make it easier for the authorities to recognize us," Prowl said as he stood up looked closely at it. "Not to mention they'd be able to tell us exactly has been breaking the speed limit laws so that I may reprimand them appropriately."

Kacey opened her mouth and leaned forward to speak but then closed after a quick glance at her mother. She leaned back, glancing nervously up at her father. Of course Optimus noticed.

"You have something to say, Kacey?"

"It's not my place to speak, father," she said softly, dropping her head down.

"As leader, I do value the input from my officers and my fellow Autobots. I just don't like them expressing their views for the rest of the world without at least telling me about them first."

Kacey glanced around at everyone.

"Kacey, Optimus really does value everyone's opinion no matter how crazy it sounds," I smiled to her.

She at least gave me a small smile.

"It's ok, Kacey," Elita told her.

"The license plates are a good idea for identifying the Autobots," she said. "However, it sends the wrong message to the other Governments of the world. Mr. Keller, we are not her to just protect the citizens of this country but the people of this world and your way of life."

"She makes a good point," Optimus said, which made Kacey sit up a little taller on his lap. "We have teams scattered about the world even as we speak."

"We still need a way to identify you so the police or highway patrol can recognize who you are," Keller insisted.

"Exactly, we need an ID that identifies us," Kacey grinned. "Father, may I?"

Optimus nodded. Kacey let herself down onto the floor and transformed into her alt mode. There she sat, engine purring as proud as ever with the id plate of KC and the symbol of a star beside the letters. In the upper right hand corner was the Autobot's insignia prominently displayed.

Suddenly Bumblebee jumped off his chair and transformed, his plate showing his designation – BUMBLE B. This of course started a chain reaction. Ratchet transformed to display his choice – RATCH. Prowl – PROWL. I of course lent my support to young Kacey with the designation I desired – HIDE.

We all revved our engines in support bringing Elita and Optimus to their feet. Elita's designation was – ELITA – 1. And Optimus' monstrous form roared to life with the simple designation of – PRIME.

"Fair enough," Keller laughed, making some of us honk our horns excitedly.

MEGATRON

"Looks like your niece is making quite a name for herself."

My optics narrows at the view screen as the broadcast ended. I turned to face one of my idiot slaves. Fear instantly filled his optics as they locked on mine and I didn't hesitate to take his head off with my mace for speaking out of turn.

"Soundwave, have someone clean up this mess!" I roared then marched out of my command center.

I couldn't stand seeing my dear brother so happy and proud of young progeny. I'm just grateful I'm not on the planet for I'd probably feel the fraggin happiness in my spark even if I was on the opposite side of the world.

Thinking about it only made me angrier. I have yet to achieve my goal of total domination! I sit here on my aft waiting impatiently for my Decepticons slave to finish building our new base while my brother is getting everything he wants! A loving mate and a youngling that adores him without fail.

Then there's little Kaceystar. My niece. A regular pain in my aft and the main reason why I failed in killing my brother and his precious Elita. If I had my way the little slag would be a Decepticon by now or a slave. I wouldn't have allowed her to die. She would have suffered if she did not side with me.

I growl loudly with dissatisfaction as I turned the corner.

The Autobots base continues to elude my scouts. The weaklings are very astute in not leading any of us back to their base if they suspect they're being followed. Nor have we determined their full numbers. To make matters worse, the humans have sided with them. They're primitive weapons are annoyingly effective against us.

Hopefully, that will not be the case much longer as Shockwave is developing a new type of defense shield for me back on Cybertron. In the meantime, I've bided my time on this rock the humans call Mars as best as I can. Doing what I must to prepare for the future.

A commotion down the hall before me distracted me from my thoughts. I looked up to see the sparkling scampering on all fours across the floor, giggling wildly with the femme, Thunderblast, giving chase.

"Venom, get back here!" she laughed.

The little sparkling mech's red optics suddenly locked on mine and he came to an abrupt stop. A low growl emitted from my vocal processor making him hurry back to the safety of the femme's arms.

"Megatron, must you frighten him like that?" she asked, caressing the sparkling's head as he hid his face in the crook of her shoulder.

"He should be frightened of me," I seriously said.

I turned around to head back to the command center as my communicator started beeping insistently at me. Thoughts of the femme and sparkling pushed aside. I assumed Soundwave had news for me and that took precedence.

"He's your son!" she shouted at me.

I paused and turned.

"No, Thunderblast, he's your son until such time as I need him."

I quickly turned on my heel to continue on my way. I'll deal with her later and remind her of her place. The last time she was insubordinate me was just before the sparkling was born. The only thing that kept me from beating her was that she carried my offspring and the fact that I did love her.

Whether she truly loves me or not is still debatable. She bonded with me so I suppose that says something. I only know she loves Venom as much as Elita loves Kacey. And like Kacey, Venom was built and programmed differently. Much more differently.

"Lord Megatron!"

Soundwave was impatient and had come to intercept me, which meant the news was good.

"I've located the majority of the human scientists and key personnel from Sector Seven as per your instructions."

"Most?" I questioned him, raising an optic ridge.

"I have yet to locate Dr. James Spielman," he answered, bowing his head.

I raised my hand as if to strike him, my anger suddenly at its peak. Of the list I had given Soundwave, Spielman was at the top. He was the one most responsible for the pain I had to endure whilst in my ice prison at Sector Seven. My plan, to seek out my revenge on him and the others for the suffering I had to endure.

"He was transferred from Sector Seven a year before you were freed, my Lord! It is only a matter of time before I am able to locate him and the Witwicky boy!" Soundwave quickly informed me.

My hand dropped and my optics narrowed. The Witwicky boy was the ultimate goal. The humans have done a good job at hiding him. The delay will only make killing him that much more enjoyable.

"How soon?" I demanded.

"Give me one week's time and I will have both Spielman and Witwicky's locations for you, my Lord."

"One week. In the meantime, give me what you have. I'll start with the executions immediately. And Soundwave, pray you find them or I will execute you next!"

How was that for a chapter ender?!