A/N Hope you guys had an amazing Halloween and didn't eat too much candies:) This is it for this week. Don't forget to review. Oh and thank you all for the reviews, alerts, favorites :)

Info: Cybertronian

Autobots speaking human language

Ironhide and Ratchet stood and watched as Bumblebee and Jazz parked in front of them followed by three mysterious vehicles; before transforming in his bipedal mode Bumblebee opened his driver's door allowing Mikaela to step out. The first thing Ironhide noticed was that Sam was not with them.

"Where's the boy?" he asked, looking down at the young brunette.

"Lockdown captured him when he tried to help Bumblebee," Mikaela replied. "He is killing Autobots allies and anyone who stands in his way."

"I understand why Lockdown is killing the Autobots, but why humans?" Ratchet asked.

"Simply, he is eliminating everyone who could help us in the fight against him," Jazz said.

"Bounty hunter scum," Ironhide hissed, through his clenched teeth.

"We have to warn the former members of the NEST team; Lockdown may come after them," Mikaela said.

"Mikaela is right," Ratchet started. "Lockdown will surely use them to lure us."

"Ironhide, you should warn Sandra and her family. They can be the target too," she said.

"No," Ironhide replied, not even bothering to look at her.

"No?" Mikaela said, shocked, taking a step back. The beautiful brunette did not expect such an answer from the weapon specialist, especially when Sandra was his mate. "Why, not?" she asked.

"We are not together anymore."

"You two broke up? Why, what happened?"

"What happened?" Ironhide started. "Happened that she is a Decepticon offspring that's what," he said.

"What?!" the brunette said, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

"Long story; don't ask" Ratchet said, before turning to Bumblebee and Jazz.

"And you two? Are you alright?" he asked, approaching them and scanning them out for any kind of injuries.

"We are fine doc," Jazz replied, in his usual cool way. "It takes a little more for us to be offlined," he said.

"Speak for yourself," Bumblebee said, trough his radio as he walked past him.

"Jazz, have you any news about the others?" Ratchet asked worriedly, putting his servo on Jazz's shoulder.

Jazz shook his helm sadly, before he spoke.

"Sorry, doc" he began. "Arcee, Red Alert, Inferno and Prowl are offlined; we couldn't save them."

The medic lowered his helm.

"So are: Sideswipe, Dino, Wheelie, Roadbuster, Topspin and Leadfoot," he said with a sad sigh. "What about Skids, Mudflup, Chromia and Elita 1?" Ratchet asked, raising his helm to look at Jazz. "Are they still online?"

"We don't know; I tried contacting them, but I didn't get any response from them; it seems that six of us are all that remained of the Autobots."

"So who are they?" Ironhide asked, looking at the three Cybertronians standing in front of him.

"These are Hound, Chrosshairs and Drift" Bee said, pointing to the each Autobot separately. "They came to Earth four cycles ago, after hearing Optimus message."

"It is an honor to meet you," the one called Drift said, bowing his head in front of Ironhide. "I have heard a lot about you."

"You look familiar to me," Ironhide began. "Have we met before?" He asked, narrowing his optics at Drift and crossing his servos over his chest plate.

"He should be," Hound said, as he moved his cigar from one side of his mouth plate to the other. "He was a decepticon before he switched sides; you know him by his former designation… Deadlock."

"Deadlock…" Ironhide muttered as his cannons began to spin filing with plasma energy.

"Leave him alone Ironhide," Ratchet said, as he walked up to him.

"I didn't do anything" Ironhide said.

"You didn't do anything yet."

"Enough chitchat," Hound snapped. "Time to bust some bounty hunter helm," he said, slapping his fist against his palm.

"Great, just what we needed, another Ironhide," Ratchet mumbled under his breath, shaking his helm.

"Excuse me Sensei…" Drift said, making Ratchet turning his helm toward him. "May I ask where is Optimus?" he asked as he looked around. "I can't see him anywhere."

"We don't know" Ratchet replied honestly. "We tried contacting him, but he didn't reply."

"So, you don't know if Sensei is online or oflline?"

"No."

All of a sudden they heard a crackling sound above their helms followed by a female voice.

"Calling all Autobots; I repeat calling all Autobots. Optimus Prime is alive; he is aboard Lockdown's ship. I repeat Optimus Prime is alive; he is aboard Lockdown's ship. We need immediate assistance; I repeat we need immediate assista….."

"Autobots you heard the message! Optimus is online and he needs our help" Ratchet said, as he transformed. "Transform and roll out!"

A/N Alright, you may be confused why Drift called both Ratchet and Optimus Sensei, it's because the word Sensei is a title and it's used to address lawyers, teachers, professors, doctors or any other figures of authority. Basically the word sensei is used to show respect to someone who has achieved a certain level of mastery in an art form or some other skill. If I'm wrong don't blame me blame Wikipedia. xD