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Couldn't wait, here is the second chapter.

ENJOY!

Some time passed, and indeed the decepticons took action, in the most negative way possible. Their leader, an ex gladiator named Megatron, was very convinced with his plans for Cybertron, repeating over and over again that it was for the planet's best.

'Complete, utter scrap!' had Mentora thought. A true justice group named the Autobots had primely called in for new recruits, all who hoped for justice to be served and put a stop for this civil war before it would really take its toll. Mentora along with Shadowstep had both agreed to join, however, a few things had have to be done. Her being a teacher an him being an engineer, the two were not properly made for war zones or anything else within the category for that matter. Shadowstep's engineering skills would though be of excellent help for the making of ships and weapons, Mentora however needed upgrades, her slim feminine form would have no advantages whatsoever.

Mentora sighed, she had gotten an appointment at the medbay for her upgrades once work would be done. Her students were at their last subject for the day and they were working on a test at the moment. A history test. All of their optics were focused on their test as they all worked their hardest. Arcee set down her pads, pulling it all into her grasp and stepped up to Mentora's desk.

"I am done Mrs Mentora." Arcee whispered with a smile, handing her work to her teacher's awaiting servos. Mentora smiled back and neatly put it on her desk before looking back up at her most brilliant student. Arcee had grown quite a lot for the past years, and had become quite a lovely young femme. Her blue armor had darkened and her form, despite being shorter and much-much younger than Mentora was, she seemed so strong and powerful. The fact that she joined the Autobots as well despite her age was certainly impressive. Her upgrades were already given, hence her powerful looking form. Her once fragile looking legs and arms had been replaced and her shoulders had gotten broader. Mentora lightly smirked at the thought that she too would be built similar as Arcee after her war upgrades. Though she would probably still not be as great as Arcee. Mentora would not expect anything less from her top student who always tried to do her best in anything, whether it were studying or fighting for her planet. She would be an excellent autobot, Mentora mused.

Arcee was about to go back to her seat and wait for the other to finish their tests when the world suddenly became a blur to the young teacher, as if she had just woken up from a very deep recharge. Feeling herself lose her balance, Mentora grabbed a hold of the corner of her desk and starred down at the pads, all the while taking deep vents.

"Mrs Mentora!" The voice being Arcee's, the young bot quickly stepped back up to her teacher and placed a soft servo on her upper arm. Her large blue optics showed concern all the while. The distress within the blue femme bot's voice awakened the other students from their intense concentration. All optics where on the teacher.

"Mrs Mentora, are you alright?" Ready to answer for herself being fine, Mentora kept silent when a nauseous feeling crept up in her stomach. Slapping a servo over her lip plates, she ran as well as she could out of the classroom and into the washing racks. Throwing herself over a sink, she purged a load of lumpy energon. Unbeknownst to her, her very students had abandoned their work, all for the sake of knowing for their beloved teacher's well being. Arcee, was once more in the center and oh-so-professionally ordered them around in what was to be done. One was sent to inform the principle, an other was to call Shadowstep and an other was to go find help. She along with some of the other students remained around their teacher to comfort her.

Mentora panted as she continued to feel nauseous. The student sent to find help cme running back along with a green femme that was a few decades older than Mentora. Quickly she spotted her distressed coworker and ran to her side as well.

"What happened?" she demanded at the students whom where just as confused a she was.

"We don't know, we where having a test when she suddenly seemed to get dizzy along with the urge to purge..." Arcee spoke up.

"Oh! Goodness...What on Cybertron was that about?" Mentora sighed as she exhaustedly slid down the sink to sit on the floor.

"Good work younglings, you did well. Now please go back to your classrooms." The green femme bot sighed before turning her gaze back to the red femme.

"Mentora...Could you please describe to me what you felt?" She seriously questioned.

"Well I...I was perfectly fine but then out of no where this crazy processor ace seemed to attack me, I felt...STILL feel somewhat nauseous...Have you perhaps got any clue what this might be, Interlight? " Interlight seemed as if she was hesitating on what he was about to say.

"From what you described...It would seem that you are carrying." Silence tantalized the bots.

"What?"

"I believe that you might be carrying a sparkling." Interlight repeated. Mentora blinked at her coworker, before she only saw static and fell down unconscious.

Shadowstep ran through the hallways of the med bay, ignoring all the calls from medics and nurses. He made a sharp turn and slammed the doors open to a room that revealed his mate lying in a berth and starring at the ceiling emotionless.

"Mentora, sweetspark!" he cried and practically leapt at the berth, grabbing ahold of her servos in his own and squeezed them tightly. "Is it true what I have heard?" Mentora however didn't even look at him, but continued to stare upwards. Her whole expression simply had "distressed" written all over it.

"Yes, yes it is true, dear." she whispered. Shaking her helm she hid her face from her sparkmate.

"What are we going to do? We practically had everything planned for the rest of our lives, to fight for the right, all the while never leaving each other's sides. But now...But now," Finally facing Shadowstep she revealed her coolant tears. "I don't know if I should be overjoyed or devastated!"

"Mentora?...Love?"

"We had everything planned! How is this even possible!? What are we supposed to offer our sparkling when he or she comes into the world? A life filled with violence and hatred? Shall we allow our sparkling to live a life in fear? I will not even be able to properly protect it! Due to this gift given to me at the wrong moment, I will not be able to have any upgrades whatsoever being that it could put a dangerous impact on the sparkling!" Turning away once more, Shadowstep could only watch in pain as his mate's shoulder trembled in sorrow. "I really don't know what to do anymore..." Mentora whispered. For once, Shadowstep simply didn't know what to do or say. All he could process was that he needed to leave, for one reason or an other. But before he left, he lightly kissed Mentora's helm before whispering into her audio.

"I promise that I will figure something out."

Stepping into the house unit after being checked out from her abdominal check up at the med. Mentora let out the hundred sigh of the day. Her optics were in an expressionless daze. She was stuck between two borders, one was a wonderful place crying of joy that she actually was able to have a sparkling! The other border however was a painful place, wishing that she just would have stayed fertile, for the sake of the sparkling. As much as the thought pained her, she truly wished that her abdomen would remain empty.

"Mentora!" said femme looked up at the sound of her spark-mate's voice. He sounded oddly upbeat despite of what had just occurred due to the most recent discovery.

"Mentora! I have to show you something!" Just like the day when he proposed to her in declaration of his true love and devotion to her, Shadowstep grabber her by the servo and dragged her outside and into his massive workshop that was a small ways away from the house unit.

Looking around in confusion, Mentora adjusted her optics as the light was turned on and she was presented with a ship. A custom made ship that she had seen blue prints of on her mate's desk once or twice before. However, here it was, the true thing.

"What is with the ship?" Mentora emotionless asked. Still smiling, Shadowstep stole a quick kiss before pulling her into a tight hug.

"This, my love, is our salvation!"

"What are you trying to presume?" Mentora harshly barked. Slightly hurt by her tone, Shadowstep stepped back a bit but then his smile returned.

"Your hormone swings are kicking in," he laughed, "You see, I thought through on what we could do. I can tell you that I thought, HARD. And this was the best one I could come up with. You see, this ship is programmed to take us to a planet, far away from here. A planet where we could restart our lives, with our upcoming sparkling!" Processing what he had said, a glint of a smile was visible on Mentora.

"You, you mean we?"

"Yes! We will be safe! And our little sweet-spark will be happy and safe!" Now grinning, Mentora threw her arms around her love and deeply kissed him, he gladly complied. But she then pulled away.

"But what about the autobots? Are just going to abandon them?"

"What matters now, is our sparkling." Shadowstep smiled. Mentora smiled lovingly back.

"When do we leave?"

"In a month or two, the blasters need a little upgrading. Otherwise wee'l have to remain in stasis for Primus knows how long!" Mentora nodded and lazed into her mate's gorgeous blue optics.

"I love you Shadowstep."

"I love you too, Mentora." And with that they shared a kiss.

BANG! Boom!

Mentora woke up from her recharge with a gasp at the sudden very alarming noise. The ground beneath her trembled, and things fell down from their places within the house unit.

BANG!...BOOM!

An other one. Scared out of her mind, Mentora remained still with wide saucer optics until Shadowstep came running in.

"The city is under attack! We must leave now!" Dragging his mate out of the berth, she struggled to stand up, being that her belly already had grown quite a bit. "We MUST hurry!" Complying, Mentora ran alongside mer mate as they closed in on the workshop, that is when she felt as if the place where further away than usual. Her abdominal ached for every step she took, and she panted. Noticing this, Shadowstep cheered her on to continue. That is, until his optic caught something. The world seemed to go in slow motion within mere seconds. A giant missile, seeming to be flying straight towards Mentora, made his spark skip a beat. Throwing her roughly aside, a great explosion was created as he took the impact instead. Mentora was sent flying though the air and fell painfully back down. Moaning at the aching, she looked franticly around in search of her mate. A flash of maroon caught her sight and with all the power she could muster, she sprinted towards it.

"Shadow!" she cried, throwing herself onto her knees and cradling the remaining parts of her beloved. Being his upper body and helm. HIs optics were flickering and his servos where twitching.

"Shadow! Don't you dare go offline!" Tears sparkled within Mentora's green orbs as she caressed her love's face.

"M-Mentora...Th-this is it for m-me..." he managed to husk out.

"Don't! Don't you say that!" Mentora sobbed.

"Yes, it is..."

"Then I'll offline with you!" Forcing his flickering gaze at her, Shadowstep gave Mentora a stern look.

"N-n-no, y-you-you will NOT off-offline." Reaching a shaking hand up he touched his mate's swollen stomach. "You-you AND our sparkling w-will make it."

"No," Mentora whispered.

"G-get to the ship, demand security. B-being the password."

"Shadow," sob, "I can't leave you..." hiccuping, Mentora placed her forhelm onto Shadow's.

"I love you M-Mentora, I w-want to offline kn-knowing that you are a-alright..." Having one tear slide down her cheek and onto his own, Mentora looked hesitantly at the workshop where the ship awaited, then at Shadow and down at her stomach.

"GO!" Shadow cried giving her one last push. Letting out a pained cry, Mentora stood up and proceeded to do the closest thing she could pursue to a run. She successfully dodged a few different shots that were heading in her way before she finally slammed the doors open to the workshop, but nearly fell at the sensation of an other explosion near by. She recoiled herself and ran into the already open ship.

"Security!" she practically screamed. In a quick moment, the door slammed shut and the lights within turned on and the whole thing began to rumble. Falling to the floor at take off, Mentora forcefully crawled her way to the single window and peaked out. The sight of her sweet little beloved home was vanishing, but what caught her the most was the sight of her spark-mate, lying all alone and motionless in their very own large garden.

Mentora let out an agonizing cry at the sight, at her life, her beloved, everything. She forced her tears back as she remembered that she had to go into the stasis casing, she stumbled her way over and pressed herself in, all the while sobbing.

"I will make it, Shadow." she sobbed "I will live, an-and-" sob, " AND so will our sparkling will too." she whispered. She then looked down below at the swollen metal. "I WILL make it. Bassdrop and I WILL make it." And with that, she was put into stasis.

Thank you for reading, feedback is always welcome ;) Next chapter will be the main beginning of the story