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Previously-"Yes. She is here on Earth and if I fear she will be the one to kill me just as she has all those that were at the Vos massacre"

" What is her designation"

" I will never forget the designation of that one for as long as my spark pulses…Nitrofire"

24 March 1986, The Ark...

"From what we understand of Nitrofire so far is that she is the Commander of the Pandemonium and that both she and Megatron have allied their forces. It is unfortunate that we know nothing of her history after her escape from Iacon up until now. That information may have been good for us to know...I highly doubt she is going to tell us herself, "Optimus Prime said thoughtfully.

"Well we may have met a dead end there but I can certainly tell you about another one of those lovely ladies, "Blaster spoke up

"Well, what are you able to tell us Blaster? Anything is useful?"

"Well we all remember the Techie and Blast's Latest and Greatest News and Tunes that used to air on the radio stations across Iacon?"

"I think that station was a favourite of many Cybertronians Blaster...but now is not the time to discuss music," chuckled Prime

"I'm not talking about music...rather the host, Techtronica. She was probably one of the most popular hosts there on Cybertron during the Golden Age and in the early years of the war...I should know...I was her co-host. At least until she got her own show anyway. Anyways, Techtronica told me she was looking into the lives of the Cybertronian Council of elders and had discovered...some things...corruption she said...deals done behind closed doors that she wanted to bring to light. I warned her not to do it...to stay out of things that could get her killed. She listened for a while anyways...seemed to forget the whole issue. Until the Council came knocking at the studio door anyways. The council asked her to speak out against the actions of the Decepticon rebels, call for them to be destroyed. Well, Techtronica being the stubborn femme that she probably still is refused, spoke out against the corruption and decay of the Cybertronian council...called for both the Autobots and Decepticons to overthrow them. As you can probably guess, that did not go down too well...I went in to work one day to find the studio burnt to the ground...same with Techtronica's home. Later that day I saw posters of her around the city accusing her of treason, offering a reward for anyone that could hand her over to the council online or offlined. Obviously she got out of the city and joined the 'cons. Not the choice I would have made"

"Right or wrong Blaster, we all make our choices and must live by them"

Further discussions between the crew of the Ark revealed that someone knew Trackracer as a racer who frequented the illegal racing circuits run by the crime lords on Cybertron and that she was often wanted by the Enforcers, but was often too fast to be caught.

"Always knew that femme was trouble," muttered Prowl

Powerglide had a short-term fling with Whirlblade, who was part of a small minority group that was accidently attacked by some young over-enthusiastic Autobot soldiers who mistook them for Decepticons (the tribe had naturally occurring red optics)...needless to say, the relationship did not end well, especially when Powerglide joined the Autobots.

Warpath also admitted to having a ill-fated relationship with a long-time Decepticon femme, Bombarda. The relationship did not last long, especially with how often the two argued over who had the biggest gun...they often came to blows over that. It didn't help that Bombarda's brother, Blockade, didn't seem to like him either.

Seemed no one knew anything about the femme Sparkdeath or her brother Deathblade, the assassins...they doubted any Autobot who met them personally lived to tell the tale.

With the new information that had been presented by the group that day, Optimus Prime left to go to his quarters to think. Though he did not become a Prime until the Cybertronian Council of Elders was long dead, he had heard stories of corruption amongst their ranks and that is all he had though they were at the time, stories. Now it appears that they were true and had effectively turned all of Cybertron against each other. The Decepticons whose original goal had been to remove an unfair, unjust and corrupt council. The Autobots who had believed the words of the council and fought for them and what they believed was right. And the Seekers...oh Primus...the ones who had never wanted to get involved in the first place and were now near extinction because of their choice. The seekers here on Earth were the last of their kind, a diminished people, on the verge of complete annihilation.

Optimus shuttered his optics as his intakes shuddered at the horrors of what had been done in the past by those all of Cyberton had trusted...he would make it right for them all..the Autobots...the Decepticons...and the seekers...he swore to himself that no more of the seekers would die in this war that they were forced to be in. Perhaps soon, he would need to speak with Megatron and Nitrofire, negotiate a peace treaty with them and rebuild Cyberton as a place where there is no pain, no suffering. But for now, he would wait...wait until the time was right. He would need to speak to Ultra Magnus and Elita before making any solid decisions. He only hoped that he did not have to wait too long, lest more die in this pointless war.