'Nitroblade, Nitroblade, Nitroblade.' Amarith kept repeating his name over and over in her head. She didn't want to forget it. As soon as her shift was over and she was supposed to return back to her room at the Capitol, she instead rushed to the memory room which was accessible by the leaders of New Cybertron but she was able to get in by using her mother's password. Why her mother used the same password for everything, she never knew.

She sat down at the giant super computer and began to look onto the database. She was able to quickly read the Cybertronian keyboard, being bilingual in English and Cybertronian, and typed in Nitroblade's name.

Instantly she was greeted with a close up of a Decepticon's face. He was purely silver with large wings sticking out of his back and blood red eyes. Amarith almost fell out of the chair with how big the close-up was. She then scrolled down and read the biography.

'Nitroblade
Alliance: Decepticon
Creators: Redpipe and Snapnose
Alternate Mode: Airship

Nitroblade was born on Kaon where he easily fell under the Decepticon siding during the Great War. During the War, he was second-in-command of the Seekers, behind Commander Starscream. When Cybertron was destroyed, he fled the planet alone with the other Seekers. While the others united back with Starscream on Earth, there is no record of Nitroblade finding the location of his lost team. His whereabouts are currently unknown.'

Amarith scanned the data. There has to be something she was missing. Some sort of a clue that would connect him to these recent attacks. Obviously he was a high-ranking Seeker but there had to be something more. She looked to his creators and quickly pulled up all the data on them that she could. Snapnose, his sire, did not have any information. Only that he was a Decepticon who perished in the Great War. His carrier, Redpipe, didn't have any information either except her information linked to an unknown Decepticon. Amarith looked deeper into the Unknown Decepticon.

"Jackpot," she said as if finding gold.

Suddenly a voice came out in the darkness. "Isn't it a little late to be sneaking around?" Amarith jumped and turned to see her mother leaning against a wall.

Amarith quickly closed out of the data she found. "Oh, uh, hey mom! Just doing a bit of research on, uh, the history of the Primes!" she lied.

Brooke smirked and walked over to Amarith. "Hm, research, huh?" she asked. She then pressed a few buttons on the screen and the data for the Unknown Decepticon popped up. Brooke quickly scanned what the data said and was surprised. "Why are you looking at the page for Megatron's brother?" she asked.

"Okay mom, you caught me. I was hitting the 'I'm feeling lucky' button and it sent me here. Go figure!" Amarith lied.

This only caused Brooke to give her the famous 'mom look'. Amarith was a bad liar and had been ever since she could talk. Then she caught on. "You overheard our meeting, didn't you?" Amarith looked down to the floor, knowing she'd been caught. Brooke put a hand on her shoulder. "Amarith, don't worry about what we were talking about. Nitroblade is not a threat and, if he is, you need to leave it to those more experienced," she explained.

"But mom!" Amarith yelled. "If Megatron really is coming back, I need to know what I can do to help beat him! This is my planet too!"

Brooke looked sternly at her daughter. "Amarith listen to me. Megatron is not coming back. The Matrix inside of me destroyed him; it assured me of it," she lectured.

Amarith knew this argument was going nowhere. She was young and there was no way her mother would let her get involved in a war so quick. Even if her mother had already killed the leader of the Decepticons by the time she was her age.

"Alright mom, you're right. Maybe I was just freaking out for nothing," she lied. She was definitely trying her best and it seemed to get through.

Brooke ruffled her hair and went to open the door to the room. "Now, come on, it's time for you to get some sleep," she said. Amarith nodded and closed the database.

After Amarith left, Brooke leaned up against a wall and sighed. She began a mantra she learned many years ago. 'Megatron is not coming back, Megatron is not coming back, Megatron is not coming back," she began.

Flashback, 23 years prior

The streets of New Cybertron were completely dark. There was no traffic and no pedestrians. Even the light-up advertisements were turned off. Brooke was all alone in the middle of a road.

Suddenly she heard it. Large footsteps. But they weren't the usual ones of Optimus that she was so used to. She had heard it once before. On the Decepticon warship.

Brooke turned to see exactly who she feared: Megatron.

"You? How are you here?" she yelled, stumbling back.

The Decepticon smirked. "Oh, you thought you could get rid of me that fast? I'm not that easy to leave," he explained. He took steps closer to Brooke. "I am always with you, Prime."

Brooke had never felt so much fear before. Only when she saw Megatron could she feel the emotion through her entire body. But that fear increased tenfold when she heard a noise: a baby cry.

"I had to come say hello to my old enemies' child, of course. I'm glad it didn't take that long for me to come see him," he said with a smirk. He lowered his hand to show a small, newborn baby in his hand. He was screaming at the top of his lungs, and his little face was turning red.

Brooke gasped and froze. "Let him go," she begged. Megatron only chuckled and he reached for the baby. "No, no!" she yelled, and soon fell into darkness.

.

Brooke jumped up in her bed with a scream. She grabbed at her chest and looked around at her surroundings. It wasn't long before Optimus had woken up and was at her side, his fingers rubbing smooth circles on her back. "Brooke, are you alright?" he asked her.

Brooke could barely contain herself. She jumped out of bed and ran down the hallway of the home. Fearing for her children, she put all of the electricity she could into her hands. She ran straight to the closest bedroom and opened up the door. Inside was Jace sleeping in his bed and Lucas, the newest edition to the family, sleeping in his crib.

She began to calm down when she saw her two sons sleeping peacefully and not in the grip of Megatron. But it seemed too good to be true as a hand grabbed her shoulder. She began to spark electricity and turned, ready to attack the assailant. But Optimus grabbed her wrist before she could touch him.

"Brooke I need you to calm down," Optimus said, using his holoform to grab on to her and keep her still. Brooke began to tear up and put her head in Optimus' chest.

The tussle seemed to be louder than they thought, because it woke Lucas up, who began to cry. The crying then began to rouse Jace from his sleep as well. The two parents knew what they had to do almost instinctively. Brooke moved to Jace and told him to go back to sleep while Optimus picked up Lucas and rocked him until he stopped crying. When their children were quiet and asleep again, they left the room and went back to their own bedroom.

"So tell me what you dreamed of," Optimus asked, transforming into his true form and kneeling before her. Brooke sat on the edge of the bed.

"Megatron had returned. A-And he had Lucas in his hand. He was about to hurt him when I woke up. I'm so sorry I freaked out like that," she apologized.

Optimus looked at her sympathetically. "Brooke, if Megatron were back, you would know of it. Our bond has overshadowed your bond with him, but it is still there. If he was alive, you would feel a pull you haven't felt in years," he assured.

Brooke knew Optimus was right. She couldn't feel a connection to Megatron at all. Just thinking about him filled her with nothing but fear.

"You're right," she said. "I'm sorry for freaking out and almost shocking you."

Optimus smirked and his optics dimmed. "It was not the first time and it will certainly not be the last," he joked. Brooke blushed and looked at the floor. "Now come, you need sleep. Ackerman is visiting tomorrow and you need to be awake to show him around."

Brooke nodded at her husband and laid down. But no matter what she did, she couldn't get Megatron's face out of her mind.