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Autobot Earth Base

(Seyer's POV)

I ran to the med bay. I was near the main room when the explosion happened. At least five Autobots were injured. But that wasn't the reason I was running. I heard that the guy they brought with them, who is neither Autobot nor Decepticon, went totally mad and basically destroyed the courtyard space.

Orix, Jazz and Ratchet had been there, as well as Myra, who had been showing the mech around. Myra was a very good friend of mine and, like fate has it, I was charged with being her guardian. When I heard that she was also in the med bay, I had wasted no time in getting there.

When I entered the med bay I immediately singled out Myra. She was sitting on a berth, talking to Ratchet about something. Jazz and Orix were with her.

'… and then I saw his eyes, and I had a vision. Actually it was more of a memory and he seemed to be talking backwards but- Seyer!' she shouted my name when she saw me.

'Myra!' I called back. I went closer, 'Are you okay? Are you hurt? Where'd that mech go? I swear if I see him I'll-' Ratchet cut me off.

'Easy kid. Don't bombard the girl with to many questions. And you most definitely do not want to get in a fight with that mech. The glitch! He nearly took off my head!' the medic screeched, 'And then there was that explosion! The day couldn't get any worse could it?' Ratchet grumbled as he went to check on his other patients.

'What happened?' I asked when he was out of earshot.

'It was crazy, mech. You remember when Orix an' I were injured on Cybertron before we had to evacuate?' I nodded, 'That's the same mech.'

'Really? I thought he wasn't on any side, but was a drifter,' that's my name for anybody who's not an Autobot, Decepticon or neutral, 'Why was he evacuated as well?'

'Optimus wanted to save as many Cybertronian lives as possible,' replied Orix.

'He seemed like a nice guy until that point,' Myra spoke up, 'He followed me around very quietly, and let me explain everything about the base. And then he just vanished when Jazz and Orix showed up. The rest,' she shrugged, 'Is history.'

'Doesn't sound like the best day,' I said.

'Not on my top ten.' She smiled. She always found the best in a situation, even if she passed out and a few mechs were injured.

I got a comm. message then. Apparently, so did Jazz and Orix.

/: Jazz, Orix, Seyer:/ Ironhide's voice came across the line.

/: Hey mech. Shoot:/ Jazz replied.

/: We have a scouting mission for you three. A few Decepticons have been spotted in the desert. We need you guys to check it out. Transport is in hangar bay one. Ironhide out:/

The three of us glanced at each other. It's been a while since a 'con sighting. After we kicked their afts when we arrived on Earth, the 'cons have been really quiet. It'll be good to have some action.

'Well what are we waiting for?' asked Orix, slamming her servos together in a fist, 'Let's go kick some 'Con tailpipe.' She ran out of the room.

'Gotta love her don't ya?' said Jazz as he followed her out. I began to go but then Myra called out.

'Seyer, take me with,' she pleaded.

'Myra, I don't think-'

'Oh come on! I promise I'll stay hidden,' she looked innocently at me, 'You can trust this face, can't you?'

I sighed, defeated. I transformed into my alt mode and she got in.

'This is gonna be great,' she enthused.

'Yeah, well just stay hidden,' Primus, I hope nobody finds out about this.

Jazz, Orix, myself, and the stowaway Myra, arrived at the set coordinates. Off in the distance seemed to be a warehouse. Strange. What's a warehouse doing all the way out here in a desert?

'Cons,' whispered Jazz as a troop of land based Decepticons drove up.

'Hey Seyer,' Orix asked. I looked towards her, 'Aren't those your siblings?'

'Two of them at least.' The other Autobots knew about my Decepticon siblings, but I had never told them about Prowl. None of us knew what happened to him, so my family didn't bring it up.

An enraged roar emanated from where Barricade stood. He threw his arms in the air and then Transformed, Swingglide doing the same. The other Decepticons came out of the warehouse. Orix started to reach for her gun, but Jazz grabbed her hand and shook his head.

The Decepticons soon got out of range and we went towards the cement building. I was still in my alt mode through out all of this, so neither Jazz or Orix knew that Myra was here.

We got to the entrance. The door was large enough for Optimus himself to walk through without even bending over.

'Seyer, change to bipedal mode,' ordered Jazz. Oh, slag.

'Sure thing,' Jazz turned away and Myra got out quickly. I transformed and I placed her on my shoulder, but in a place she couldn't be seen.

'Seems like a human lived here,' said Orix, who was looking at her surroundings. There was a fridge, countertops, cabinets, an upstairs bedroom, lots of bookshelves, a weird metal plate in the floor, and very, very clean.

'Never known a human to be this tidy,' I said aloud, which got me a slap to the helm from Myra. Of course that mad a ringing sound which drew the others attention.

'Myra what ar you-' Orix stopped as she sent a glare towards me.

'She wanted to come. She made me take her,' I defended myself.

'Thanks,' Myra said sarcastically.

Orix groaned while Jazz grinned lightly. He went toward the metal plate.

'What do ya think this is?' he asked. He touched it and nothing happened. He then stepped on it and a bright light shot out. This cleared after a few seconds, but Jazz was nowhere to be seen.

'Jazz?' Orix was worried, 'Jazz?!'

/:Orix, this thing is awesome! It's like a teleporter. You have gotta try it:/ Orix sighed in relief as Jazz's voice came across the comm.

/:This is awesome! I think I'm in that place Myra showed us. Ya know, scoutland:/

'Scotland,' Myra corrected him, 'And I have always wanted to go there.' she looked pleadingly at me and Orix.

/: Jazz, can you get back:/ she asked.

/: Don't think so. But I'm right outside of this warehouse which looks exactly like the one you guys are in:/

/: We'll be there in a moment:/ Orix cut the comm..

'Well Myra, I think you'll be going to Scotland after all,' I said.

She smiled and we stepped onto the metal plate.

(Eliza's POV)

When we arrived in Scotland, Prowl was instantly overcome with the beauty of all the surroundings. My hiding home was located in the more mountainous areas, places where nobody comes.

I suggested we take a walk around, seeing as there were no roads. He readily agreed and we set off. It was a good temperature, but up here it was nearing winter. My desert home is located in the southern hemisphere, where it is currently entering summer. The change was nice, but dramatic.

While we walked I asked after how Prowl had been these past few months. He likewise asked the same. Turns out he was unconscious for four months, so nothing much on that front. My life hasn't been much different, only if you consider the fact that I was awake for most of the time.

The temperature began to drop, and I asked if we could turn back. He said of course. Unfortunately, the walk back felt much longer than the walk here. Makes a very large difference when you're cold.

Prowl offered to carry me back on numerous occasions, but I turned him down. We are both very stubborn.

When we arrived back at the warehouse I could sense something wrong even before we saw it. Prowl did as well.

Something is not right he "said" to me.

Agreed I replied.

We eventually reached the cement structure, but both stopped dead when we saw the lights were on. I hadn't left the lights on when we got here, in fact neither of us had even entered the building.

You got any weapons on you? I asked

Telekinesis and a lifetime of cyber ninja training he replied.

I shrugged that should do it.

I got out my gun that I carried with me at all times, and slowly went down the hill, Prowl following my lead.

We reached the entrance of the building. The large door was open, the lock on the floor.

I turned to Prowl, On three? He nodded.

One, two I lifted my gun THREE!

We both ran into the building, 'Whoever you are, get on the floor now and nobody gets hurt!' I shouted. The four in front of me were not who I was expecting. Jazz, Orix, the girl that fainted and some other Autobot I don't know.

'Seyer?!' Prowl said from behind me.

'Prowl!?' everything was silent.

Orix broke the tense lack of communication, 'Seyer, you know Prowl?'

'Yeah I know him,' I lowered my gun, 'He's the slagger who vanished off the face of Cybertron when the War started, and didn't even choose a side,' the one known as Seyer hissed.

'That was by my own choice. You obviously made yours.'

'Yeah, just like Barricade and Swingglide. Or did you forget about them like you forgot about me, huh.' The Autobots anger was growing.

'I did not forget you, Seyer,' the girl went up to Seyer.

'Seyer,' he looked down at her, 'How do you know him?' the Autobot refused to say anything. So Prowl did.

'I'm his brother.'

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