Where are the readers? *answered with silence* They must be as busy as pit too...

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Chapter 44: Confusion of the Risen

"So, Oen… How have you been?" Sam asked the girl who was in fact the same as she had used to be before she had been taken by the Decepticons. The change had been abrupt in his perspective because after just being out of the base for a two day meeting with another ministry, he comes home with a smiling girl who asks how his work went and how things were working out with him and Mikaela… Not the other one that would have glared at him and wouldn't give a damn unless she would benefit from it.

So now, he was trying to cope on what to expect from the same person she was from the person she has been. Being accustomed with the Oen after had been quicker than what he had expected in just a few weeks but doing the same with the Oen before was the opposite. How come though?

He knows that it is confusing, but by pit… He was more confused himself than Wheeljack who had been more composed around her nowadays. Others had deemed it as just an effect of the incident before but Sam knew that it wasn't it that had the scientist in a lost state of trying to interact with her. The brown-headed boy knew for sure that there was something underlying with the scientist's change of attitude, and those long glances prove it… as so his own strange stares did, too.

Bumblebee had been a keen observer and had pointed it out to him about the way he would stare at wonder at the girl from time to time as if she was someone he had lost. Was she? He was not decided on that topic yet but Bee made his own point that the situation they were in right now is a contradiction to the Oen that had been after the captivity of the Cons.

Being a friend he was, Sam had wanted to question the short haired girl about what she could remember in the long span of months before and after the events of being taken had happened, but Ratchet had warned him that maybe it could cause her mental state to crumble further than necessary if they were to jog it right now.

All Sam had for a clue that she had no recognition of the past was how she would state an object, action, or a fellow, as someone she had not met or encounter before. And by the name of the Allspark, he was sure that time when Oen had smiled respectfully at Mearing and greeted the elder woman with an introduction, had given him a heart attack.

Ratchet was not happy about that, though. It had only told them that the extent of the damage memories is far wider than what he they should expect. But at least she recognizes, that was a good thought as he saw how she puts that cassette player into more consideration than other things that she had no familiarity with.

Oen had told them that she recognizes it and it was her special object, though… She admitted that she does not know why. It was important to her so no one questioned of its origin, seeing that it had passed through scans as a plain object.

"Mr. William had been more eyeful of me as the other soldiers and residents had been, Sammy… Have I done something really bad to get all the attention? I can't remember what I had done but I am sorry…" The girl solemnly said as she faced down as they walked down a corridor. They don't know where they are headed but as long as the bots know that she was with him and they could contact him also, they had let them be.

The brown-headed boy studied her for a while but didn't make the silence last longer. It would only contribute to her stress about the fact that security had been tighter around her. Sam was the same but he on the other hand, had a guardian and a lot of years of experience under the watchful eyes of people.

"Oh, don't worry about it! They just care about you too much… They are all big softies in hard shells; you know that, too, right?" He tried to lighten up her mood as he did a snicker for his own words. Happily, it was not for naught as it made the girl smile and giggle, too.

"I don't think Ironhide would like you calling him like that…Big, soft, war-hardened mech…" She countered with a smile as Sam smirked at that.

"The most big 'ol softie of the group…? Well, he can't deny it, after all those times I had seen him with Annabel…" He remembered the last time the black mech had bent for Annie, before he shook his head when he saw Oen raising an eyebrow at him.

"Oh, you still haven't met Will's family yet… We sometimes get the chance to hang out at their farm and have a barbeque outing… but that was a long time ago. You'll get to know the Lennox family once the bots and the soldiers are given a time off the base… although; I think that would not be until after the world is saved again…" Sam theorized as he groaned while Oen was left to be more confused. Sam just waved her off while saying nothing. He does not want to jinx it.

He was already in the verge of slowly dying in the hands of the government as an agent; he would not like to quicken it by jinxing something like Mission City or Egypt to happen again… which is most likely, if Primus wanted it… That does not sound appealing to Sam… Not at all...

"Why would the government only give incentive to you all just after the world is saved? Would it not be more beneficial if they give them at special occasions like a birthday leave or a special occasion excuse?" Oen asked with a frown. She knew how hard it is to work in their places when all the government had to do was call them out to their missions. It was not fair to treat them as things that they can control.

Now, this is where Sam found himself lost in a conversation like all the other conversations he had with the after Oen. He was glad that Oen before and then are still same at some points. In this conversation, he had seen how Oen before knew some of Oen after which was confusing for him as frag.

"Well, there are those benefits but still, nothing beats a long vacation than just a few days. And in the time span of 6 years since the first long vacation and three years since the last long vacation, I can conclude that the government only overlooks slacking when after the earth is not in imminent danger." He sulked since he remembered the time he had been none too rested in those betweens or afters because he needed to catch up with school, the government and other idiotic things in his own perspective.

It was a miracle that Miles was still his friend after all these years and that Leo had stayed with him after college as a friend. And then… there was Mikaela. Yeah… Mikaela… He was still in a relationship with her and still going strong from the last time they were able to meet.

"That is just sad…" The girl's frown stretched downwards even more as her brows met at the center of her forehead. Was it unfair for the residents to be given such treatment only after their lives had been wage over battle?

"If they were to give an incentive like that, then how about to those who had been left on the losing wager?" The girl asked but although cryptic, Sam had deciphered what she really wanted to asked. It left him sad too.

"All those who could not make it alive… Well, they are given respect up to this date… maybe not by all those they had been willing to sacrifice for, but by the ones who knew of their hardships… those who had known deeper than anyone else." Sam reasoned. He didn't know why but he had a feeling that he just needs to point that out to the other.

"But… What about them? The mechs?" She asked, curious as to how the mechs had been given peace despite their never ending war and lost on this planet of their. She knew from the hours she spent with Ratchet that they are not as indestructible as they are thought to be… They are only durable but not immortal… Their planet could attest to that because of the deaths on their part.

How did she know that? Well, Sideswipe and Mirage had been out about it as she eavesdropped one time. The story was familiar to her but as any other familiar feeling was, it had no image.

Sam thought for a second on how he should answer that. And as if someone was playing with them, here they were at a certain building where their topic's answer's lies.

"Well, they are here…" He said sadly as he felt saddened with the memories resurfacing. He started punching some keys and putting in identification measures before the door opened and closed behind them. When the lights were all turned on, they continued on further the area.

Sam can feel the different energies left around the mechs and femmes frames but still… they are all but empty shells now. Once, the thought of waking one of them slipped in front of his mind like the time Megatron was awakened by the Allspark, but he feared something might go wrong because the power within him was still unknown for him to grasp its capabilities. He was stuck to just controlling it down and not doing anything stupid.

The brown-headed boy was soon pushed out of his thoughts as that power leaped within… He was shaken suddenly but he heard her voice. "Until all are one…" Like a prayer over Oen's lips, she whispered. But if you look at Sam, his brows were arched in wonder and shock. How did she know that?

After that little trip, Sam and Oen had separated ways… But the liaison did not really settle in for the night as he went straight to Bumblebee who he had asked to patch him up through the coms.

:Shouldn't you be resting, Samuel?: The medic asked with a growl in the end.

:Ah, Ratchet… I just wanted to ask if any one of you had been telling your own stories to or around Oen… Because really, when we had gone into the Sanctuary or the Heroes, she said 'till all are one' all of a sudden.: He said.

That received quite a lot of more questions and few answers.

:None of us have the spare time, Sam… Though I think she heard from us about Cybertron falling apart the last time we had seen our planet.: Sideswipe said as Mirage agreed, but nothing more…

:Oh…: That was all the young man could utter as he remembered how she had been… off, that time.

:So, no one taught her anything?: Ironhide asked as the others confirmed of their innocence.

:Then, how did she…?: Arcee wondered.

:That is what I like to know, too…: Sam said before saying his goodbyes and good nights.

When he went to his quarters, he decided to sleep it off and worry about it tomorrow. As he dreamed, he clutched his chest with cold sweat pouring all over his body. He was plagued that night with visions that he couldn't put together… as if he was in college again and all of the first time he glitched was happening worse.

-Our Creator had been fair…-

~One balanced the other~

(Everything will soon come to it)

*An end*

/A start/

;The fall;

{The rise}

He was shaking when he woke up abruptly… Bee was already there, trying to comfort him but what the scout saw was not he expected. His charge's skin was turning metal as his eyes glowed in the dark, a golden hue….

It was a little later through the week when Oen found herself face to face with the cassette transforming. She was not alerted when it had done just that, but more of relieved.

"Shein! You are alright! Thank Primus to the pit and back!" It suddenly jump towards her which she immediately caught to further not lengthen the damage that had her cringing.

"You are damaged… Let me take you to Ratche—" She said but was stopped when the other shook his head abruptly and protested that she be quiet.

"No… My creator can fix me later. All we need to do now is get you out of here…" It said as the statement made her confused.

"Why would I need to get out of here?" She asked, not really seeing the other as a threat. Something in her told her that the other was not a threat and that she could trust him although she was unsure why.

"Shein… We need to get out of here before they can harm you, truly! Look at what they had done to you!" He screeched as he reveled on the deterioration that is bounded under wraps. Ratchet had told her that it was a side effect of the treatment that he had done to her but said no more. She trusted the mech enough to leave it alone and just comply with the care that the medic gives her.

"Ratchet told me that I got it after an incident… Wheeljack apologized for he was the one to cause it, per what he had told me." She replied as she noticed something. "And is my designation Shein? I am sorry… I don't remember you too but I knew that you are familiar and I can trust you…" She said in worry. Oen does not know how the mech would take her words because the others are not that trippy about the subject but something it her told her that this mech would not like the news very much.

The silence killed her slowly as those red optics glimmed brighter and brighter. She could tell that the other was angry, furious, and sad at the same time but she had no heart to ask why.

"Tell me…" The mech started as he produced a necklace and another object while inspecting it. "Tell me… what you can remember…" He said with a keen and that broke her heart more. She was sorry that she could not remember him but seeing that the other was affected that greatly to cry was making her feel truly worse about herself.

"I… I can remember fragments… I can remember the feelings when I knew someone or not… I can remember some routines but the extent is minimal… I don't know who I am… but I am trying to make it all work… Please don't hate me… Please don't get sad… It feels… It hurts to see you sad…" Tears pooled from the corner of her eyes as it drop down her cheeks.

The mech slump on her lap and took her into a hug. It was comforting and painful at the same time frustrating. Why couldn't she remember?

All her emotions that had been pent up for so long flooded in front of the other and that made the mech more furious.

Frenzy was fuming with anger. After all of what happened… Still! Primus want them to suffer.! What more would that damn God want from them?!

"I had promised to remind you of your memories not too long ago…" He started as he took note of his chronometer. "But not here…" He added as she nodded.

"We still need to fix you…" She said, begging to fix those sparking wires that bothered her… but she was stopped when the necklace was placed on her. He whined as she giggled at his scowling expression.

"I may be a youngling, but you are not even past a sparkling in our terms so don't treat me like that… for now…" He added.

"I'll be back… I just need to do something…" The youngling said as he left to do whatever he needs to do which was hack into the database and get all the information he needs about what has been happening here. It would be an easy feat if it weren't for the fact that he was still in need of fixing…

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