I really do hate long introductions but I have something really important to do!

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AT THE DECEPTICON BASE; ARCEE'S POINT OF VIEW

My optics slowly started to drift open. I half expected to wake up in Bumblebee's arms surrounded by my friends and family. Sub-consciously, however, I knew that was nowhere close to my situation now. I slowly looked around as best I could. The place was really creepy, fitting for a Decepticreep.

I tried to move but my arms, legs, and abdomen were chained up using some-sort-of indestructible cybernetic technology.

"Have a nice recharge?"

I jumped at the voice. It was coming from a very large demonic shadow.

"Megatron?" I asked, still confused on some things.

"Yes femme," he answered stepping out of shadows and leaning over me. It was then that I realized how massive and terrifying he really was (as well as ugly). But I could not show any fear. I knew it would fuel him.

"How long have I been out?" I asked with a frown.

He turned away from me and started walking around the room "Soundwave really knows how to pack a punch doesn't he? You've been out for a while, at least 2 mega cycles," he said. If you didn't know him he would almost seem harmless, but there was still a hint of evil in his voice.

"Mmmm," I groaned. My whole body hurt, especially my head. "Well, you really know how to make a guest comfortable" I mumbled sarcastically.

"Cozy? Good, because you're going to be here for a while. I have much need business to attend to with you," he said, his true colors starting to show.

"Oh? And what would that be!? I thought cons wanted nothing to do with bots," I said, trying to irritate him. But it seemed as if it wasn't working.

"Make no mistake, you are special to me," Megatron told me. "Well, first I was just going to rip up for parts to repair myself. Then when my loyal subjects brought home a femme, everything changed. And out of the femmes they could've brought me, it was you! This was the first time I think Starscream didn't fail me."

"And what importance am I too you besides spare parts, your Evilness?" I questioned him, playing with his name. Surprising he enjoyed my attempts to taunt him and just smiled.

"What could one of the strongest mechs you'll ever set your optics on do with a frail and weak femme? I could think of a few things," he smirked. "Did you know I have yet to create someone worthy of becoming the next Decepticon leader? Tragic isn't it?" He asked looking over at my disgusted face before continuing on with his seemingly endless lecture. "It seems, though, that Optimus has already figured out that piece of the puzzle and has started to house sparklings." He said, staring directly at me.

"Optimus Prime does not have sparklings, nor does any other Autobot on planet Earth," I said, still trying to hide my identity.

"Oh? Soundwave, playback" he demanded of his loyal subject.

"Only Mom and Dad can save me. Get back to base and inform them"

I was shocked to hear my own voice coming out of Soundwave, for I barely remember telling Bee that before passing out.

I hung my head in defeat as he again stood over me, looking down at me with a vicious smile. "So tell me femme, what is your name?"

I was shocked by Megatron's change of topic, but tried not to let any emotions show.

"Arcee. What's it to you?" I ask suspiciously.

His Wickedness, however, blew off my question and continued, "Arcee…Is that short for something?"

I scowled knowing where he was going with this, but even I could not lie to a Decepticon. I assume it was because I was a Prime. "Yes," I hissed. Then I smirked for what I was about to do. At this point he wanted answers, so in an attempt to intimidate me our faces were only inches apart. "But you are to unworthy to hear it." With that I spat in his face

"Ahh," Megatron said backing up. My victory was short lived however, because the evil mech retaliated by bitch slapping me hard across the face. He then drew his sword from its sheath and twisted it around one of my wires, causing it to sever!

"AAAAHHHHHH," I yelped in pain, energon running down my face and sides. This I had not expected. It was probably his unpredictable and violent nature mixed with his massive size that I theorized made him the most feared con.

At that point he just glared at me, which I happily returned before he spoke, "I grow weary of your games femme! And now that you've had a taste of my wrath maybe you will be respectful. So listen quietly."

For the first time in my life I actually did what I was told, but this time out of pain and fear.

"You are much more than a normal Autobot Arcee. Your spark reading is off the charts. If you're not a Prime you're stronger than one. Also, from what you said to your yellow friend, your mother and father are the only ones that can save you. Only Optimus Prime can defeat me, or a femme with special powers, meaning Elita One," he looked over at me, my head hanging from losing this fight, and my secret identity.

"You made this too easy Prime. I shall use you to finally terminate Optimus, or should I say your father. But if that doesn't work….well spare parts from a Prime are always the best, even if they are from a femme. Starscream! Tend to our guest while I'm gone," Megatron said before disappearing back into the shadows.

"My pleasure," Starscream smirked. I knew this wasn't going to be fun for me.

Today was officially the worst day ever!

AT THE AUTOBOT BASE; THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW

Chromia, to her surprise, woke up early that morning. The sun was just coming up. Normally she would've finished her recharge, but today she was going to surprise her best friend. Arcee is always up at this time in the morning to watch the sunrise, and Chromia was sure after training the other day that her friend needed to be cheered up.

Knowing that she could be quieter on wheels, she transformed into a 2008 Suzuki B-King motorcycle and as quietly as she could, rolled over to the lounge area, then transformed back.

She waited in the corner, knowing that her friend could feel someone's presence, but nothing happened. Chromia half expected to be yelled at any second now, but still nothing.

"Arcee," she called, walking over to her friend's favorite window seat.

"Arcee, come on! I woke up just…" she was cut off when she realized her friend wasn't there.

Ironhide had just started to wake up also when he had heard the sweet sound of a motorcycle engine going by. He was sure who it was. As he exited his quarters, not trying to be quiet or anything, he started to hear a voice.

Chromia could hear footstep coming from where she came in, but couldn't see anybody.

"Arcee? Is that you?" She asked, a little worried at this point.

"Better," Ironhide said stepping into her view.

"Ironhide," she squeaked racing over to give him a hug. The two had been the Cybertron version of 'dating' since after the race the other day. "What are you doing up?"

"I could ask you the same thing," he responded as she pulled away from his embrace.

"Well, I came to surprise Arcee, but she wasn't here. Now I'm a little worried," she admitted.

"Are you sure that she isn't in recharge?" Ironhide asked, seemingly unconcerned.

"Are you kidding? The femme hasn't had a decent recharge since Egypt," she told him.

"Hmmm, I know Bee left early this morning to get Sam's stuff so the boy could be back in time to start training. Maybe she left with him. She probably knew that no bot would be up at this time. I wouldn't stress over it, Chromia. I can tell that she hasn't been feeling in top notch condition maybe Arcee just needed this," Ironhide reassured her. "Besides, she can hold her own. She has been highly progressing in warrior and medical training. Also, no con would mess with a Prime, not that they know she is one."

Chromia's facial features softened. She moved in closer to her mech, angling her head up so her optics were upon his face. "I guess you're right."

"When am…" Ironhide started in before being cut off by Chromia.

"I have been getting the feeling that the two like on another, you should see the way they look at each other sometimes," she smirked, turning her head back to its original position to watch the sunrise.

"Wh-what?! Arcee and Bumblebeeps? Ha! I know they've been best friends since they were sparklings, but never anything more! Besides Bumblebee is just a scout! If she's going to be romantically involved with some bot, it should be someone who can protect her. Like Sideswipe, Sunstreaker, Mirage, or heck even Ratchet," Ironhide exclaimed.

Chromia shrugged, "Why are mechs so weird about the status of other mechs? You don't see me and Arcee squabbling because she's a Prime! And just for the record, I think Bee is much more than meets the eye! I mean, he definitely earned his stripes. And like you said, she can hold her own."

"Whatever!" Ironhide blew off the conversation, pulling Chromia closer to him. She retaliated by placing her head on his shoulder plate.

They stood like that for a while, just watching the sky when Chromia noticed something on the horizon.

"Speak of the devil," Chromia said pointing at the surprisingly speeding Bumblebee. "Were about to find out what's going on!"

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