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AlexBeowolf2: Ah, don't worry about that. George blocked off his memories as best as he could. Plus the Primes may have helped in that regard.

Guest02957: Well, it was through George's imagination that he formed the Gladiator arena in Kaon. It wasn't the actual arena on Cybertron.

3bodyjaa: Thank you.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers Prime. I only own the OC George Edwards/Bladewolf.


The moment I fell into my recharge, I felt my parental bond with Solus open and I found myself standing in the Pocket Universe again. But I was in an unfamiliar area of the Pocket Universe, instead of standing in a desert like I had the last three times I had been here, I was surrounded by a thick forest.

Looking down, I saw that the forest floor was covered in a mixture of grass, moss-covered rocks of varying sizes and dozens of different kinds of ferns and bushes, some of which had unusual-looking fruit hanging from their branches. I was momentarily confused by the presence of fruit in the pocket universe, but I just made a mental note to ask the Primes about that later and continued looking around my surroundings.

The sound of a twig snapping behind me caused me to whip my helm around to see what caused the noise... Only to gawk at what I saw. There... standing in front of me as it ate the fruits on a branch... was a dinosaur.

The dinosaur was mostly green in color with splotches of brown, it also looked very similar to a Stegosaurus with its spiky tail, short forelimbs and the double row of plates along its back. But it was quite a bit smaller than a Stegosaurus as it was about 20 feet long and about 8 feet in height and a Stegosaurus was at least 10 feet longer and 5 feet taller. This dinosaur was most likely part of the same family.

After staring for a moment, I walked on, seeing more dinosaurs along the way both herbivores and carnivores. it was like living in Jurassic Park... just without the fences and stuff. This was most likely the Cretaceous, because the T-Rex was there as well and they weren't around until the Cretaceous Period.

'Guess I can cross meeting dinosaurs off my bucket list.' I thought with amusement as I started to focus on locating Solus through our bond, though for some reason our bond was slightly fainter than it had been when I was last here.

Almost a full klick later, I finally managed to locate her, but she was very far away, which was probably why our bond felt a little faint, she was so far away in fact that it would probably take me several solar-cycles to walk there. So, instead of starting to walk in Solus' direction, I transformed into my Cybertronian jet form and blasted off in the direction of Solus to make the trip there shorter.

Arriving at where I could feel my Carrier, I transformed in midair and landed on a knee before standing up straight to see Solus and Megatronus standing there. Before I could say anything, Megatronus took in a breath and let it out in a loud sigh, causing Solus and I to look at him. "Son... I am very proud of you." He said in a voice filled with pride and joy.

I raised an optic ridge at him. "Why?

My sire then gave me smirk. "You have FINALLY kissed Arcee, confessed to her and became sparkmates with her. I am so proud of you."

"Oh for Primus' Sake..." I groaned, causing my carrier to roll her optics at her mate's antics and laugh.

"It took you a while, but you got there." Megatronus said with a grin. "And I see you enjoyed that date with her on Saturday."

"Yes, I did." I said with a sigh but couldn't keep the smile off my face. Yes, Saturday came and with it my date with Arcee. Like I said, I was doing this in both human and Cybertronian terms. By human, I mean taking her out on a date. For Cybertronian... I guess I've already done that by becoming her sparkmate.

For the date, we went to a drive-in movie theatre to watch a movie, and afterwards we had a nice, long, romantic drive around Jasper before going back to base.

I looked at my carrier and sire. "Is this how you two felt when you finally became sparkmates?"

"Yes, and it's a day I'll never forget." Solus said with a smile as Megatronus wrapped an arm around her waist. "We... also saw what happened between you and Megatron. I wanted nothing more than to rip that piece of scrap out of your head for what he was putting you through." Solus gave me a look. "You do know that it was Bumblebee that was meant to go into Megatron's brain?"

"Yes I know." I nodded. "But I couldn't just stand there and let Bumblebee do that. He already got his voice box taken at Megatron's hand, I wasn't letting the warlord try taking Bumblebee's life and body for his own."

"Thinking of others before yourself, uncaring of your own wellbeing." Megatronus said with pride. "You'll make a fine Prime when the times comes."

I rolled my optics. "I don't feel worthy of being a Prime if I couldn't stop Megatron's Resurrection."

"But you remember from the show that Megatron was going to return either way, correct?" Solus asked and I nodded. "Well there you go. It was meant to happen. Though that sounds cruel, with how many Megatron has offlined, it needed to happen. Would you rather have Megatron in your head forever and let him learn of this?"

I was silent at my Carrier's words before I shook my helm. "No."

"Good, so stop blaming yourself." Solus said, giving me that stern look a mother has when her kids have gotten on her last nerves. Not a fun thing, I would know with my own human mother. "Now, while I enjoy watching my son and his sparkmate enjoy their dates and drives together, the war effort is still continuing."

Oh yeah, that. Because of mine and Arcee's relationship, we spent some days on drives together and dates, which helped me since I did tell Optimus I wanted a few days away from Team Prime after what happened with Megatron. When Arcee and I got back from one of our drives together, we learned that Jack, Miko, and Raf had been trapped in some shadow dimension that Raf named the Shadowzone.

"Now as much as we'd love for you to stay here and chat with us, you'll be waking up soon." Solus said and I looked at her and nodded.

"And remember, don't get Arcee pregnant anytime soon. We want grandchildren, but not just yet." Megatronus said with amusement as I glared at him fiercly.

"Keep it up and I'll rip off your face like Optimus did to your Bayverse counterpart." I growled.

He just grinned. "I'd like to see you try."

Solus rolled her optics in fond amusement. "The two most important Mechs in my life...acting like sparklings."

I felt myself beginning to wake up.

When I woke up, I was in my quarters, in Cybertronian form... and had Arcee laying on the berth with me, my arms wrapped around her which pulled her close to my frame. She was in peaceful recharge and I couldn't help but smile as I gently ran a digit down her cheek, causing her to stir with a moan before she opened her optics and looked at me, smiling.

"Morning." She said softly.

"Morning yourself, beautiful." I said and pecked her lips which made her smile widen. "So, what's on the agenda today?"

"Well, much as I'd love to stay like this with my boyfriend/sparkmate..." Arcee said with a moan as she snuggled into me before she sighed and sat up. "We've got a war to deal with."

"True." I sighed and sat up. We shared another kiss before leaving my room and went to the main ops center where we saw the rest of Team Prime gathered around the main console. The last time I saw a similar sight to this was when Wheeljack came to Earth.

"What's going on?" Arcee asked, announcing our presence.

"Well, well, the lovebirds finally awaken." Cliffjumper joked. One of the few slightly annoying things that came after Arcee and I announced our status as sparkmates, Cliffjumper, Bumblebee and Bulkhead had been teasing us to death. Optimus had given his support and offered us a small smile. Even Ratchet did the same, though he warned us to 'not produce sparklings while we're at war'.

What were we, teenagers?

"Can it, Cliff. What's going on?" Arcee asked after shooting the red mech a look that advised him to stop or face her wrath.

Optimus then spoke up. "We've detected another Autobot ship entering Earth's atmosphere. We are just about to make contact now."

"Huh, that's surprising." I said, drawing attention to me. "Far as I know, we shouldn't be getting unknown Autobots to Earth... not for a long while so this is something different." Wat I was talking about was Smokescreen's arrival to Earth in season 2, and we were nowhere near that event.

"Think it's a possible trap?" Bulkhead asked, no doubt thinking back to Wheeljack's arrival and the Decepticons sending Makeshift to infiltrate.

"I don't know. Maybe Wheeljack came across some fellow Autobots and sent them our way." I pointed out.

Optimus turned to the monitors. "Unknown vessel, this is Autobot Outpost Omega 1. Identify yourself."

"Optimus is that you?! Well by the maker! I'm glad you're still functioning!" That voice sounds familiar. It sounds british and gruff...

Optimus seemed to smile a bit. "Good to hear from you, Ironhide!"

'Wait, ironhide?!' I thought with surprise. I felt equal surprise but huge amounts of joy coming from Arcee and gripped her servo, causing her to look at me and smile, which I returned.

Bulkhead laughed. "'Hide! How are you, you old timer?!"

"Good to hear you still alive and kicking, soldier. And who are you calling old timer? I can still kick your aft!" Ironhide chuckled.

"It's good to hear you too, Ironhide. We need all the help we can get against the 'Cons." Bulkhead said. "How soon can you get here and even the odds for us?"

"Hopefully tomorrow if things go well."

"We'll send you the landing coordinates. Safe journey, old friend." Optimus said as the connection was cut.

"Guess we're about to have some new faces around here." I said with a smile at the fact Team Prime's going to gain more members. And one of them happens to be Ironhide!

"You sound just as excited as I am." Arcee said with amusement as she looked at me.

I chuckled. "Ironhide's one of my favourite Autobots from the Transformers franchise. Been so since childhood. What are the odds he's got Chromia with him?"

"I'd say 100%. They're never far from each other, so if he's here then hopefully 'Mia and the others are with him."

Cliffjumper chuckled. "With Ironhide here, the 'Cons are gonna be in deep trouble now."


The day came when Ironhide's ship would finally enter the Earth's orbit and land in the chosen location for us to go and see them. Optimus had chosen me and Arcee to meet with Ironhide and whoever he had with them to bring them back to the base. Neither of us argued about it as we did want to get out and see them, I knew Arcee was excited at the possibility to see her sisters again.

If Elita-1 is with them... then Optimus will be very happy. Any big fan of Transformers knew the history between those 2... in the G1 continuity, not the Animated version where she becomes Blackarachnia.

Arcee and I were currently walking through the Amazon Jungle where Ironhide's ship had chosen to land. Never been to the Amazon Jungle, but it looks beautiful.

We'd trekked through the bushes and trees for some time now, me in my Cybertronian form so I didn't get any of the bushes in my face which would be annoying.

Another hour and a half or something and we managed to make it to the coordinates Ratchet gave us. It was an open clearing which had some rocks here and there but nothing much. All we had to do was just wait for the ship to arrive… but there was something that was bothering me, I just couldn't put my finger on it.

"Tell me you don't feel that. That feeling that you're being watched." I asked Arcee.

"Trust me. I'm feeling it now. Always had it back on Cybertron, it's never failed me yet." She said looking at our surroundings, while I did the same.

"When will they get here? The sooner they do the better, and I can worry about the Decepticons a lot less." I asked.

"Any minute now." She replied. And not a second later a ship came into view and it looked like Lockdown's capture ship from Age of Extinction and it supported the Autobot insignia. It must be a small weaponized freighter or something like that. The ship came closer and the wind started picking up making me shield my face from any dirt that might fly in my optics, the vessel then eventually touched down. The exit ramp then came down and a big mech in red and black with some scars here and there on his armor and faceplate. For me, it didn't take a genius to figure out that this big guy was Ironhide. I mean, who else would wield 2 big cannons on his arms?

From the looks of it, it was a mix of his G1 and Bayverse counterparts. He even sounded like his Bayverse self, had the two big cannons as well. But he had the red and black colour scheme his G1 version had.

"Good to see ya, Arcee, it's been a while." He smiled.

"That it has, Ironhide, that it has." She replied while smiling back.

"Is that Arcee out there?" Came the voice of another femme. When she revealed herself she was a lighter blue than Arcee and white, she also had some bulk on her, like Ironhide. If I were to take a guess, she was Ironhide's spark-mate, Chromia. She looked like her appearance in the IDW comics.

"It is, 'Mia, it's really her." He replied. When Chromia came out she was followed by several other Autobots. They each saw and came to greet Arcee while I just took a step back and not ruin the moment for them or her.

One of them looked like Ratchet excluding the left hand which was replaced by something (I didn't really know what), a different helm which had a visor, and supported what looked like a Magma Frag Launcher on his shoulder. He also had something on his back which looked very familiar. His colors were also black with some white here and there. My guess is this bot was Trailbreaker.

Another one was green and had a mini-gun on his shoulder and had gauntlets of some kind on his arms. He also looked a bit like the Fall of Cybertron version of Hound, which was who I identified him as.

A similar looking femme which was much like Arcee but orange and red, immediately that told me that she was Flareup. Arcee mentioned once that Flareup was her adopted sister after Elita-One took her in. Next to her was another figure that I couldn't help but recognize was Jazz. His appearance looked like his RID 2015 incarnation, but he was silver like his Bayverse self.

Another femme appeared and she was similar to Flareup in color but she was taller and had a different chassis, she had what appeared to be a sword on her back and had wheels on her back and her legs. The only femme I could think of from my memory matching that description could be Firestar.

The last bot was colored in red, blue and white, had a red visor and had an apparatus as his left hand in red as well. There is only 1 bot who matches that description, and that is the medic Red Alert.

Watching them made me think of my human family from my Earth, and it caused an unhappy feeling in my Spark. It wasn't jealousy at all... I just missed my family. Yet Fate decided to be a bitch and have me on Death's door. But the Autobots and the kids were my new family, Solus and Megatronus were my parents now.

"So who's this?" I heard Jazz ask and looked to see everyone now looking at me.

"This is Bladewolf, my partner." Arcee said as she gestured me to walk over. "Though he's a... special case."

"How so?" Ironhide asked as he looked at me, looking me up and down as if checking to make sure I wasn't an enemy or something like that.

Instead of answering, I just changed into human form which caused the new 'Bots to gasp and take a step back in surprise as I shifted back to Cybertronian form, an amused smirk on my face.

"That's why." I said with my arms crossed. "I'm a Techno-Organic."

"Well, nice to meet you soldier." Ironhide said as he shook my servo.

"Nice to meet a veteran like yourself, Ironhide." I said with a smile. "Arcee has told me a lot about you... and her sisters."

"Has she?" A new female voice asked and out walked another femme, who I assumed had to be Elita-1. She looked very much like how the original production had her designed for Prime as she was meant to be in the show, but they took her out and replaced her with Arcee. "You must be very special to her if she tells you everything. Especially if you two are standing so close to one another."

"'Lita." Arcee groaned, causing us to laugh.

"Arcee, we're sisters. I know you well enough to know somethhing's up here." Elita said with an amused look as she looked between us knowingly before grinning. "So has my little sister finally found the one?"

"I was hoping to wait until later to reveal this but... yes, he's my Sparkmate." Arcee said with a smile on her face.

Elita, Chromia and Firestar let out excited squeals and surrounded their sisters, quickly chatting about us while the others chuckled in amusement. Ironhide approached me and I looked at him.

"I never thought I'd see the day where Arcee would take a Sparkmate, not after Tailgate's... demise." Ironhide said, sighing softly as he recalled a fellow Autobot's death. "You take care of her?"

"She takes care of me as I do her. We have each other's backs." I said with a smile as I glanced in my Sparkmate's direction, feeling the love she sent me for my words.

"You better take good care of her." Ironhide said sternly. "I hear you've hurt her in any way, you'll be answering to me."

"Rest assured, I wont ever hurt her." I said firmly, which satisfied him as he gave a nod. I then decided to contact base. "Ratchet, prepare a Groundbridge, we got some guests."

"Coming up."

"We'll have to get everything ready for moving." Elita said and the 'Bots with her nodded before they started getting a move on packing everything up as Arcee and I waited.

"They all seem nice." I said with a smirk.

Arcee smiled. "I had a feeling my sisters would like you. Though, be prepared for the stern sister warning from them."

"Already got Ironhide warning me, I can handle those two." I said with a chuckle.

"C'mon let's help the others before-" Arcee never got to finish as we heard the sound of aircraft coming our way. We looked behind us and saw several Decepticon flyers with weapons drawn. And just when things were getting to be smooth and simple today.

"I'll handle this." I said o her as the others came out to see what was going on, I turned slowly walked up to the 'Cons. "if you're trying to ruin our day, you'll need to try harder." I activated my facemask and visor as the Decepticons powered up their weapons.

I deployed my X-18 Scrapmaker and opened fire on them casually side stepping their blasts as I got close enough to unsheathe my swords and started to slice and dice metal. I did a spinning heel kick on a 'Con, slammed my pede down on another's face while stabbing a third though the Spark and threw him into his buddies before sheathing my swords, deployed a Thermal Rocket Launcher.

"Boom." Was all I said before firing and watched the 'Cons blow up into pieces while blowing the smoke away. I transformed my arm back to normal as I turned to walk back to the others, casually firing behind me to kill the one I missed that tried running for it.

"Sorry about that." I said in a casual tone like I hadn't just killed a bunch of 'Cons.

"That. Was. AWESOME!" Flareup exclaimed.

"I have to admit, it was." Chromia said with a smirk.

"You still got a lot to learn, kid." Ironhide said, smirking but he was clearly impressed. I smiled back.

This family just got bigger...


And that's it for this chapter everyone. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did making it.

Mech=Man.

Femme=Woman.

Carrier=Mother.

Sire=Father.

Helm=head.

Optics=eyes.

Audio Receptors=ears.

Shoulder-Joints=self-explanatory.

Backplates=again self-explanatory.

Chestplates=don't make me say self-explanatory again... Wait.

Servos=hands/arms.

Digit=finger.

Pedes=legs.

Spark=basically a Cybertronian's soul.

Chassis=body.

Frame=also a term for body, but used differently.

CPU=brain.

Processor=can also be a term for brain.

Astro-Klick=one millisecond.

Nano-Klick=one-tenth of a second.

Micro-Klick=one second.

Klick=one minute.

Breem=one hour.

Solar-Cycle=one day.

Mega-Cycle=one week.

Jour=one month.

Orbital-Cycle=one year.

Vorn=eighty three years.

Centi-Vorn=eight thousand three hundred years.