A/N: My wrist is killing me. Ahh. XD I've been playing on my 3DS too much. BTW if anybody has played the new Pokemon X and Y, The new professor is quite cute. (You can stop reading now, it really has nothing important in this part….) I'm impressed. Highly impressed. (That and he gave me a Bulbasaur, which puts anybody on my good list) Psshh. What do you mean I'm addicted to Pokemon. I've only been a fan of it since I was three. No big deal. XD I'm not even kidding about that last part. I use to have a charizard shirt, and my brother and I had buckets full of cards. I didn't know how to play, but they looked cool, and to my three year old self, that was enough for me to fall in love. I can't stand looking for eevees though! I've caught seven, andonly one of them is a female so I can breed them! They are so hard to catch too.

REVIEWS

Autobotschic: He's so great! XD I'm seriously destroying these characters. Poor quiet First Aid just became the epitome of obsessive Compulsive disorder. XD Freefire: Hey, if she's hott, I won't mind. ;D

Zrexheartz: XD I got to make sure people don't forget that. XD Blue is AMAZING! XD

Answerthecall: Thank you! They might. Then again, they might now. Who knows? XD

Shizuka Taiyou: Could you imagine him if he had to do a surgery. "No! The Spark chamber is too far to the left!" XD

Storylovers91: It wasn't that short… I'm not teasing! I'm just not ahead anymore. I write as much as I can in a week, and then I have to update… (I don't get to write very much either. That and I get distracted easily….) Don't worry, this chapter has action, and Prowl. XD I don't know. I can try to give you more, but I was thinking of skipping a few weeks. ;D

Bluestreak listened on his internal short range comm. as he ran as fast as he could up the huge building's stairs. Praxus was a wreck. Buildings were slowly corroding, some were completely demolished! It hurt to see the city he grew up in falling apart. It wasn't just his city though, it was Prowl's, Smokescreen's, and most importantly, it was his Sire's.

::Blue, you in place yet?:: Ironhide's voice filled the comm. line.

Bluestreak continued running up the stairs as he brought his digit to the side of his audial. ::Not yet. Almost.::

::Hurry.::

::Yes, sir!:: Bluestreak picked up his speed.

Bluestreak almost tripped on a stair, but quickly caught himself. "Slag!" He continued up the stairs. He burst through the doors of the stairs and looked around. Perfect. The huge platform was just has he had remembered it. A three sixty view of the city. What once was such a beautiful view, was now ruined by dust and debris filling the air. ::I'm in place. I urge bots to stay in the central part of the city through. After that, I can't do a whole lot.::

::It's fine, Blue.:: Ironhide's voice rang over the radio. ::Alright, you heard him! Get going!::

Bluestreak saw the blue blips appear on his scanner. Blue meant friends. Alright. Bluestreak pulled his rifle out of subspace and stood in the center of the platform. If he saw any enemy signals, he'd be ready.

::I found a group!::

::Bring them in!::

::I don't know if I can alone. They're pretty bad off.::

Would Prowl be like that? Would Prowl even be online?

::We got cons!::

Bluestreak shook his helm. ::Where?::

::Northeast!::

Bluestreak ran to the railing and sighed as the blip appeared on his radar. ::Bring him into a clearing, so I can get a good view of him.::

::Got it! Slag! He's shooting!::

Bluestreak aimed his rifle. ::Keep going in the direction you are now.::

::I'm trying!::

Bluestreak saw the mech run into his vision, and brought the scope up to his optic. ::A little more, I see you!::

The Mech glanced up in Bluestreak's direction. ::From this far?::

::Yes, hurry!::

::Right!:: The mech turned away, and his optics narrowed. He started speaking, and slowly started backing up.

Bluestreak took a deep breath when the con walked into his sight. ::I'm about to fire. You might want to move a little.::

Bluestreak readied his digit on the trigger. He slowly cleared his mind before he took a better aim. He lined up the shot, and fired! He watched the shot go through the mech's helm, and sighed. ::There's sure to be more, keep a good watch out.::

::Holy slag! How did you do that?::

::Stop admiring his skill, and get to work!::

::Right, sorry, Hide.::

Bluestreak sighed. "I'm okay. I'm okay. I'm okay." He slowly took deep breaths. In. Out. In. Out. Concentrate.

::Not to make anybody panic, but I'm almost positive I saw a huge gray mech.::

:: What do you mean huge gray mech?::

::I mean like, Megatron, huge gray mech.::

Bluestreak's optics widened. When did that red blip appear? When did it get so close? Better question. Why couldn't he see the actual mech. ::Guys, I think somebody is up here with me!::

::Shoot him then!:: Ironhide yelled.

::I can't see him.::

::What?::

::I don't know where he is!:: Bluestreak pulled his rifle up, and slowly walked to the center of the platform. ::I bet he's invisible, and he's going to offline me!::

::Bluestreak, calm down.::

::I can't!::

::There's no such thing as invisible mechs.::

::You don't know that!:: Bluestreak jumped when he felt something brush against his back. "Stay back!" A shimmering caught his attention from his left. He quickly turned and aimed his rifle. "I said stay back!"

::Bluestreak, what the frag is going on!:: Ironhide yelled over the line.

If Bluestreak hadn't seen it himself he wouldn't have believed it. Right before his optics, a Black mech shimmered into view. "Aww, I think ya scared 'im Breakdown."

Bluestreak aimed his rifle. "Get back!" He jumped when he felt something grip onto his shoulder. His wings flared up, and his optics went wide.

"Now, now, mech, calm down. We're only going to rip your wings off, and shove 'em up ya-"

"Now, Breakdown, you and I both know we can't do that." The black mech smirked. "You're Silverstreak, right?"

Bluestreak stared at the black mech, his mouth agape.

"Hmph." The mech shook his helm. "You offed Sentinel. It's all over. My boss actually wants to hire ya."

"Destroying Praxus sure is a way to show it." Bluestreak gulped.

"I think we should off him." Breakdown's voice whispered. "You know, just for fun."

"Calm down, Breakdown." The mech smirked. "I'm Wildgear." He introduced. "I don't know what to tell ya, Silverstreak. I mean if ya refuse, I'll just have to tell Lord Megatron you refused and that won't end well."

"I could shoot you."

"Breakdown could rip your helm off before you even pull the trigger." Wildgear sighed. "Now, I know you seem to be with the Autobots, but how about you work for us too?"

"No."

"Alright Breakdown. Have fun." Wildgear waved his servo.

Bluestreak felt the grip on his shoulder tighten before his pedes left the ground and he was sent sailing through the air. He watched with horror as his rifle flew in the opposite direction. With a grunt he hit the ground and slid against the railing. He gritted his denta as he quickly scrambledto sit up, gaining his first look at Breakdown.

Breakdown was huge. The gray mech smirked as he slowly walked forward, a battle hammer strapped firmly to his back. "Look, Wildgear, he's scared!"

::I NEED HELP!::

::We're working on it, Blue!::

Breakdown stood over Bluestreak with a smirk. "You know, for the mech who offlined Sentinel, you're not that tough."

Bluestreak took a deep breath, calming his spark a little and clearing his processor. He's down. What did Ironhide teach him? Bluestreak narrowed his optics before reaching forward, and grabbing Breakdown's pede. With all his strength, he pulled on it.

"Idiot! I'm heavier tha- Wha!"

Bluestreak slid himself between the huge mech's legs, and hit exposed knee joint. Breakdown's knee quickly faltered under his weight and he went crashing down. It wasn't much, but it gave Bluestreak a little time to get on his feet.

"Well, well, it seems our little mech isn't so weak after all." Wildgear clapped his servos as Breakdown slowly climbed back to his pedes.

"Shut up." Bluestreak glared.

Breakdown snorted. "Where did this confidence come from? So what, you knocked me down. I'm back up, little guy."

Bluestreak pursed his lip components. "I said shut up." he reached into his subspace. "I have a job here." He pulled out an energon combat knife.

Breakdown smirked as he slowly hefted his battle hammer off his back. "Let's go mech."

Bluestreak took a deep breath. He's got this.

"Breakdown, Time's out. We have to go!" Wildgear looked over to Bluestreak. "Sorry to end this so short, Silverstreak. We gotta run. Nice meeting you though."

"Time's out for what?"

"Oh, you know, more Tox-en, bombs, explosions, mass destruction. OH! And no survivors." Wildgear smiled. "Have fun!" He sang before he and Breakdown shimmered out of view.

"Frag you!" Bluestreak yelled as the two red blips quickly retreated off his radar. "How the frag did they get down so fast?" He violently shook his helm. "Prowl!"

::Ironhide! You all have to get out of here! They're going to bomb Praxus!::

::What?::

::Get out! I'm going to find Prowl!::

::Blue! Don't yo-::

Bluestreak cut off the comm. line before he quickly ran down the stairs. "I'm coming, Prowl."