"So, where is Magmatron now?" Big Convoy asked.

"Don't know, but giving what Razorbeast did to him, Magmatron is no longer a threat," Lio explains. "The last thing he told us to make a monument of Razorbeast after he died in Earth's past."

"Yes," Big Convoy says. "That may be in the works soon once we repair all the damages in the fight."

"Yes, but I still wonder what else is to come. I don't believe Unicron is defeated this time. It's a matter of time until he attempts to rise one more."

"That we agree on," Bug Convoy says, "We have some plans for that, though, Tasmania kid. He died during the fight."

"Yes, I'm aware," Lio Convoy would answer in a low tone. "We had to go back in time before Shokaract appeared. We couldn't save him. I will miss my comrade; he died a true soldier. He kinda reminds me of this one scout I meant who too proved to be a fearless warrior."

"Right. You went back in time for another mission before heading back to assist Razorbeast," Big Convoy said. "What was that universe designation?

"I called it aligned. It was the first thing to come to my mind. I wasn't there since the beginning, just a few years," Lio explains.

Big Convoy nods as they all head towards Grand Convoy. Lio looks over to Big Convoy.

"So, where are we going exactly?" Lio asked. "You never really explained our reason for coming here instead of the plan to deal with preventing Unicron from rising again?"

"Grand Convoy found this bizarre anomaly called a Blastizone," Big Convoy says.

"Blastizon?" Lio asked.

"He believes it's like a natural portal of the universe." Big Convoy explains.

Before they went t on even more, they finally made it to Grand Convoy, who stood in front of a red and white tear. Grand turned his head towards the arriving Convoy; despite the lack of a mouth, the pair could feel the smile off his mouthguard as they approached.

"Ah, good to see you two," Grand Convoy folded his arms, "Do any of you know what this is?"

"Yet another dimensional tear?" Lio placed a hand on his hip. "Not like we don't have experiences with things like that,"

"Where did you get that thought from?" Grand Convoy asked.

"Big Convoy gave me a theory of it, so I made my own," Lio shrugs.

"Where did this come from?" Big Convoy asked, wanting to cut to the exact point of why they were there.

"Straight to the point as always. It normally sends anyone unlucky through space and time. I'm unaware of why this is here, and with all the normal tech that sends us through time, this is peculiar."

"So, does that put our current mission on hold?" Big Convoy grumbled as he folded his arms.

"No, Lio, you will still use our portals to travel through the universe to find any remaining capsules of Unicron blood," Grand told him.

"And what of this, Blastzone?" Lio asked him.

"We could attempt to set up something to harness its powers while it's still here," Grand Convoy explains. "It may provide benefits to have this, and it would be great to keep this away from any other rogue Predacons. We could even use it to send you on your mission."

"How would that work? We don't know if this one will keep me from messing up the flow of time, or would it even work," Lio explains. "We don't know a lot about this."

Grand convoy attempted to speak when a pulse sent the pair back, red lighting zapping out of the portal as it glowed brighter and expanded. A red glow scans over Lio Convoy, the closest to the blastizone.

It says something in an unknown alien language to Lio Convoy as it drags him toward it. Lio attempts to use his boosters to fly back. They start flickering and losing power.

"Lio!" Big Convoy shouted as he attempted to grab his arm.

"Great, now I'll be stuck in another unknown place. I'm three for three now," Lio jokes to Big Convoy despite the situation. "I'll be back with the capsules too!"

Finally, the space tear pulled Lio inside, Big Convoy failing to grab Lio's hand.

"Lio!" Grand Convoy shouted.

XXXXXX

Lio is spiraling through a red vortex; although he's going through space and time, he knows he is actively falling and turning himself around to skydive within it the vortex. Going through this was normal for any Maximal and Predacon.

Lio would see himself as an expert in this type of thing. However, this time his body felt off, exceptionally off. Like his body was morphing and changing, Lio expected this as usual when breaking the laws of physics, yet it was different.

Lio knew his mission, find any stray energon of Unicron and bring it back. The getting back part would be a lot harder, so he may have to wait until the council or scientist find where he went and bring him back.

An eldritch voice spoke. It was very faint, Lio could barely make out what it said, something about one escaping something, yet he paid it no mind.

XXXXXX

Lio Convoy falls out of the blastizone, landing into the dirt of the forest. Lio shook his head as he stood up, looking around the location he fell to. A dense forest area, and somewhere Lio knows all too well. Placing his hands on his hips, Lio nods and looks around.

"That's nice….why am I here?" Lio asked himself as he looked around. "And where did I come from?"

Lio would look at his hands; they appeared to be gloves with some metal parts. Lio then snaps his finger.

"Cybertron! I'm from Cybertron…." Lio says. "Yes, yes, I was…on a mission….but for what?"

Lio looks around, not knowing where to go to get answers, but he can't stay here. Lio nods and transforms into a lion, and rushes into the forest.

"I need to find something to jog my memories," Lio wonders. "My mind is foggy."

Lio stops as he hears a voice muttering to themselves while picking up on the scent of a Cybertronian. Lio slowly turned his head and walked past trees to see who was precisely talking. The voice was much more feminine and like nothing, he had ever heard.

"Frag it!" Shouted a woman as she kicked her pod. "Why did we have to come to this backwater planet! Ugh! Even if the Autobots are here, it must be a small resist. Once again, I must come here to send a long-range signal."

Lio slowly crouches down into a pouncing position as he stalks closer. The Cybertronian was no one he knew, yet he could recall something about factions and recalled what the good ones went by, and she did not go by that title.

The Decepticon groans before her anger spike, and she picks up her pod, throwing it. "But it's okay. It's okay. You're good at planning and calculating Blackjack. Whenever something goes wrong…just run. Or explain it to Screamer. She'll understand. She should be here sometime this cycle."

The crunching of a branch caught her attention. She turns around, noticing a lion that quickly lunges at her. Blackjack scrambled like hell to get out of the way... diving at the last second as Lio missed her but slid to a stop. She quickly gets to her feet, aiming her blaster toward the lion.

"It's just a lion…I got this," Blackjack chuckled.

"Lio, maximize!" Lio shouted

The grin on Blackjack's face drops as Lio transforms. Standing much taller than her, easily towering over her.

Lio stomped his right foot on the ground leaning towards starting down at the Cybertronian. His angry face looked into her frightened one.

"Nope!" Blackjack was as she turned around and ran away from Lio.

Lio narrows his eyes at her; she looks different but Cybertronian. She has to be Galvatron or maybe even Magamatron's ally—another method of surviving on this planet. Lio immediately rushed after her, kicking her into a tree. Blackjack growls in pain and anger; she may not want to fight him, but Blackjack won't go down without a fight.

She turns, kicking Lio's knee and getting him to take one. She does a spin kicking Lio across the face; Lio grabs hold of her arm and throws her behind him. Blackjack rolls onto her feet and opens fire on Lio, who hides behind a tree as she opens fire on him.

"I am gonna let some Eukarin chic get the drop on me like that and get away with it!"

"Chic? Eukarin?" Lio mutters. "I'm no chic, and what master do you serve? Is it Magamtron? Or someone else?"

"Who?" Blackjack asked before shaking her head. "Wait, no, frag that! Who are YOU serving!"

Lio activates his golden claws and cuts the tree, he then kicks it toward Blackjack, whose eyes widen, and she rolls out of the way. Lio rushed towards her, but she quickly took a shot to his stomach. Lio stepped back, holding the wound, but he ran towards Blackjack regardless. Lio grabs her arm, raising her into the air effortlessly, and he palm strikes her into a tree. Lio rushed toward Blackjack, who disrupted his balance as Blackjack shot his side. Lio stumbled around, and as he turned to face who it was, a spiked flail hit him across the face bringing him to his knees.

"Blackjack, what are you doing?" Another woman asked as she stepped on Lio's head, "a rather odd design for her, even if she's possibly a Eukarin?"

Lio turned to face the woman; she was around the same height as Blackjack. She was wearing what seemed to be a bluish-gray or just a type of light grey clothing. It completely covered her chest, leaving her with no sleeves for her arm. Neither did she have any pants; the shirt stopped near her crotch, exposing her hips. However, she did have leggings starting at her knees. She had kibble around her body, which was resemblant to a police car; she even wore a police hat and wore a brown belt around her stomach. Her hair was short and brown.

"Nice save, Barricade," Blackjack drawls, "I didn't get to attack her when she was attacking someone else."

"Huh, she kinda looks like Optimus. Kinda have her colors and mouthguard," Barricade says as she starts to spin her flail. "Though she barely seems like the fighting type."

As Barricade went to hit him with it, Lio pushed his head up, making her lose her balance. Lio quickly turns to grab the chain of the flail. He swung her into BlackJack, who attempted to get out of the way. The two rolled onto their feet, taking shots at Lio, who dodged the attacks, punching Blackjack in the stomach and kicking Barricade aside. Blackjack got up and dashed forward, kicking the back of his knee; he turned to face her as he fell, only for Barricade to do a spin kick knocking Lio onto his hands. Barricade blasted his chest and forearm, quickly eating at his armor plating.

"At least she has some flame in his spark!" Barricade chuckled.

The two went to blast him again; Lio rolled back and dashed to Barricade, grabbing her head and slamming her into the ground. Blackjack hits his back, merely causing him to stumble. Barricade slammed her flail into Lio's neck, forcing him to let go.

"Wonder where Optimus found this one," Barricade grunted; though she noticed the symbol on his chest, it wasn't an Autobot symbol. "What's with the new symbol Autobite?"

"What's with your build?" Lio growls, "Why do you all look like that? Why are you all saying she?"

"You can't be the one talking about odd builds," Barricade drawled. "And messes up the vocal processor."

"Did this one hit their head?" Blackjack asked.

A green portal opens behind Lio, Barricade snarls, yet she has an idea, "Hey, Blackjack, our reinforcements are about to deal with her. We should go,"

Blackjack raised an eyebrow, though seeing the green vortex, she understood. She transforms and drives away, Barricade following after her.

Lio turns to see what she is talking about; He turns to see three new cybertronians, who look like humans, drop down and aim at Lio. They slightly lowered their weapons in a brief moment of confusion; they kept their guns trained on him as more of a precaution. The tallest one lower her weapons and slowly walks forward, raising her hand. Lio didn't give her a chance to speak; he dashed towards her and leaped into the air to strike her.

She quickly stepped back and grabbed Lio's arms holding them down. "Easy there, who are you? Why are you here?"

"Optimus, I don't think she is up for talking," The red says.

"I'm no she, and he's no Optimus," Lio says.

"He," Optimus was cut off as Lio's head was slammed into her nose. She lets go, and Lio quickly kicks her away.

The two other Autobots opened fire on Lio, who rushed them. The red one jumps over him, firing at his back, while the blue one slides under his legs, shooting him. Lio turns as they get behind him, still blasting him. Lio points his arm at them as two cannons come from the lion's mane on his shoulder. The cannon barrel is filled with yellow energy, and he opens fire at the two forcing them to jump aside.

Lio quickly rushed towards the red one; she scrambled to her feet and attempted to shoot him. Lio knees her in the stomach; as she goes into the air, he follows up with another punch to the gut and a punch to the face. The one in red went rolling across the ground. Lio turns to the blue one, who takes out two blades and rushes towards Lio, who pulls out his golden claws.

The blue one quickly rushed to Lio for two hits to his midsection. He steps back, avoiding the first strike, and he uses his blade to block the next. She jumps on top of his knives and kicks him in the face. Lio took a step back after the kick, and she went for two more slashes which he quickly blocked; he grabbed her leg and slammed her into the ground. He reeled his fist back but was kicked in the face by the blue one.

"We are not your enemies," The woman said as she held her hands up. "I wish to help you, but I won't hesitate to subdue you."

"No, this has to be a plan from Magamtron…or even Megatron," Lio points to her. "I should've expected that they would've tried to integrate their looks with humans and create a false version of Optimus."

"Optimus, I don't think she'll willingly stop," The red one says.

Lio rushed to Optimus, whose facial expression softened, and she sighed as she held her hands. "I tried,"

As Lio went to stab her, Optimus quickly stepped to the side and punched him in the chest and stomach. Lio eyes widened once he received the punches, he stumbled around after sustaining the hits, but Lio didn't back down; Lio went back to Optimus; deactivating his blades, he went for a right cross which she easily avoided, and she threw a punch to his side. Lio moves his forearm to block the hit, forcing him to slide back a pain shooting up his form arm. Optimus does a spin kick to Lio, who holds both arms up in an x formation to block the kick—forcing Lio to his knees.

Lio reeled back one fist and punched Optimus in the stomach, making her slide back. The pair rushed towards one another, both throwing a punch. The last thing Lio managed to see was his fist connecting with her cheek as her fist connected with his, and then everything went dark.

XXXXXX

A groan emits from Lio as he wakes up, his head aching something fierce as he groggily gets up. Lio eyed the ceiling of a cave. Lio couldn't figure out where he was or how he got there, but he slowly raised off the slab as he looked around a makeshift medical area; all around the base looked makeshift like the occupants hadn't been here too long. Either that or with complications, they could've been so busy that they couldn't continue to fix the base.

"It seems someone is up," A voice says, which catches Lio's attention. A woman walks up to him, orange hair up in a long ponytail—a long white lab coat with long white pants. The inner shirt was orange. There was kibble around her body, which shows she's a type of emergency vehicle. Two shoulder pads, red forearm armor, wheels on the back of her leg, and a hair band for her ponytail, which looked like the head horns he knew Ratchet had before; it was broken, though, and the vehicle window worked as chest plating.

He may not know her personally or even that long, but he could figure out who she was. "Ratchet?"

"Yes," She says, "How did you know?"

"You're still a legend when it comes to media bots," Lio explains, "Even way into the future,"

"The future?" Ratchet quirks a brow, "Really?"

"Is that hard to believe?" Lio asked.

"Yes. Aside from how someone would possibly create a time machine that follows every single law of physics and stop it from changing the current timeline, I don't see why anyone would want to come back to this period," Ratchet says, "You did sustain a lot of damage, burns in the armor, missing platting and some head injuries. Yet going up against Optimus, it's good that you walked away with some head injuries."

"Why are all of y'all built like that?" Lio asked.

"Hmm?" Ratchet asked as she used a medical drone to scan his head. "Your brain module is okay, all things considered, a few missing things, spark in most places and none in others. You appear to have lapses in your memories. Yet the dark areas are blazing with blue energy from what Optimus Matrix did; it's clear to say that you must still have some bits of amnesia. Returning to your armor, it's rather weak, seemingly weaker than vehicon armor, yet you're quite durable."

"I see…and I meant looking like that, and not fully mechanical…like those human things," Lio explains..he then shakes his head and looks at her, "Wait his matrix? What happened?"

"She and her Matrix fired some beams into your helm while you were out, as for our look. We always looked like this," Ratchet says, "Yet, your build is an um….oddity, an anomaly."

"The Preda-um Decepticons I fought did mention something about my build; what's wrong with it?" Lio asked. "I'm a mech like I always have been…but what does this have to do with the human element?"

"The Cybertronians and human females have a very uncanny resemblance which no one could explain, yet you do not look like any of the female humans," Lio raised an eyebrow, so Ratchet continued, "You instead resemble the male humans," Lio still looked confused, and she went on. "You know…the human equivalent of a mech," Lio raised his other eyebrow without losing his confused expression.

Ratchet makes the drone scan his body, showing him a hologram of himself. Lio eyes widen. He stared at what was him, a mech with blue spikey-like hair; his armor was the same say for a few missing areas which exposed his skin. Lio looks at the hologram rubbing his hand over his hair and then his still-present mouthguard.

"I mean, this is a change…..but not that big of a change?" Lio mutters, hiding his shock; he stands up, "Where am I? Why am I here?"

"Take it easy," Ratchet told Lio as she grabbed his arm to try and sit him back down, concerned about his well-being.

"No, I can't…whatever my mission was, I'm not meant to be this far back…it was supposed just to be…I-I can't even remember" Lio held his head, his concern and panic growing. Ratchet finally sat him down; he put his head in his hands. "What the frag is going on?"

XXXXXX

Outside of the medical bay, Optimus was speaking to another bot. She had spiky white hair, a long bane going down the right side of her face. Black and white armor plating resembling a police car, and she wore a yellow visor functioning as shade.

"Optimus, is it wise to have her roaming around the base?" The Autobot asked, "You just meant her, and you're trusting her?"

"He Prowl, I think he said he goes by he," Optimus corrected, "He is not associated with the Decepticons and had no idea who I was or that I was indeed someone he heard of."

"He was probably confused," Cliffjumper added.

"Well…if he..was confused, why don't we keep him in custody until we can be sure that he is truly not against us," Prowl says

"I don't know where I exactly sit on this one; yes, he attacked us. But Optimus is right; a light did come from her chest and to his head," Cliffjumper told Prowl.

Arcee rolled her eyes as she crossed her arm, "We may be able to use the help, but as far as we're concerned, he is an outsider, not exactly one of us,"

Optimus looks to Arcee, "Arcee. As long as he is willing to make a difference, to help us protect, he is one of us here," Optimus placed a hand on her chest.

"Was he confused, yes, a spy? Maybe. Dangerous, yes." Prowl says. "Optimus, you know what I am best known for, and there is nothing positive I got from him with the field report, just all negatives on his end. The only positive being that if we need to, you can put him down, no question."

"You need to have faith Prowl," Optimus explains. "Once Ratchet gives us the okay, we will ask him questions."

Ratchet walks out of the medical bay. 'I've done some brain scans; he has amnesia, yet whatever you did fix most of the problems, right now he's seemingly…coming to terms with his situation,"

"Did he tell you anything?" Prowl inquires.

Ratchet placed a hand on her hips. "He did mention that he came from the future, and whenever he was from, we don't look like this,"

The room went quiet until Cliffjumper spoke up. "I'm sorry, did you say the future?"

XXXXXX

Barricade and Blackjack sat near a large cliffside, the former on a device that resembled a tablet. She looks up at the cliffside and then around the surrounding area.

"This is a perfect place to set up the bunker when the others finally arrive," Barricade rubbed her chin, "Any moment now, they should be here."

"I hate that they sent us here first to scout out," Blackjack crushed a rock to show her apparent anger.

Barricade shakes her head as she looks over to Blackjack. "Oh, lighten up; it wasn't so bad. We barely had that much of a run-in with the inhabitants, not even the Autobots. Say for a few, and that one bot."

Blackjack groans, "Don't remind me about that thing," Blackjack sighs, "Think this plan will work?"

"Yes, we follow protocol, and the energon on this planet should-"

A green glow brightens the area, and the pair looks toward the green portal as a rather imposing figure walks out. A woman who wore a short red shirt stopped under her breast, a jet cockpit plastered between her breast. She wore long silver sleeves and blue armor around her forearm and hands. Blue short pants and dark grey armor around her thighs. She wore blue armored stockings ending in her heels with jet wings on her back and two log blasters connected to both arms. Atop her head were flight goggles and an aviation headset.

"Nice to see you two are busy," The woman said with a grin, "And is that any way to greet your lady?"

'Erm, sorry, Lady Starscream," Blackjack quickly got onto a knee, "Forgive us; we were just chatting about what we found,"

"Yes, forgive us, Lady Starscream," Said a casual Barricade as she got onto her knees.

Starscream lets out a satisfied sigh, "Good, now before we get back to the ship. What have you two found?"

"Found evidence of the Autobots here, human resistance, and we believe this place will be the best location for our bunker," Barricade says.

Starscream grins, "Hmm, I will have Soundwave make preparations; you two head to Knockout to get your damages repaired. Who caused them?"

"Part and part from the primes annoying scouts and some new Cybertronian, possibly Eukarin," Barricade answers. "Has masculine features, like the human male natives,"

"Oh?" Starscream asked, slightly disinterested in him at the moment, "Head off for repairs and tell me of them later,"

XXXXXX

Standing over the monitor, Prowl was trying to hail one of their missing Autobots. The Autobots finding it best to hold off on asking Lio about his so called past, wanting to find their missing troops before they determine if he's lying, or telling the truth

"Hot Rod, this is Prowl report," Nothing but static, "This is Prowl report. If you are unable to report, provide your current location so we may assist you,"

"Still no luck?" Cliffjumper would ask.

"What does it look like?" Prowl narrowed her eyes, hearing the delight in Cliffjumper's voice as she asked. "'Hot Rod is still MIA, and our scout is also off the grid."

"Why aren't you trying to hail her?" Cliffjumper would ask.

"Cause, unlike Hot Rod, she's replying somewhat."

A quick beep comes from the monitor. Prowl looks up to see who just sent them a signal ping.

"We got another ping from Bumblebee. Teletraan 1, isolate." Prowl would ask; nothing happened. "Teletraan 1, pull up the location." Prowl would ask once again.

"Maybe she wants to hear you say please," Cliffjumper teased.

Prowl shakes her head. "Giving a computer a personality is one thing, but giving it one to ignore orders of those she doesn't like is another. Can't we reboot her and start fresh with one that listens to order."

"Rather rude, don't ya think?" Cliffjumper curls a brow, "Besides, what if she's doing something important…and just can't hear you?"

"She was working fine when we added her to this system," Prowl told Cliffjumper as Optimus approached the two.

"Teletraan 1 is more than just a computer. We did not give her this personality. She chose it," Optimus placed a hand on her hip, gesturing to the monitor with her other hand, "I believe she told me that she is upgrading herself."

Arcee folded her arms, "The first version was unbearable before the change, and now she's doing it again?"

"No, she's trying to remodel herself. She was still annoyed at the tech that made her processor slower and her look less appealing," Ratchet would deadpan. "Her words, not mines."

While they discussed, their supercomputer Prowl pulled up the location for Bumblebee on her own.

"So, where's our scout?" Cliffjumper asked.

"In a car sales slot," Prowl slowly said, "Why and how did she get there?"

"Well, she can't answer us," Cliffjumper says, "So, will we move out to go and get her?"

Optimus shakes her head, "We cannot safely extract Bumblebee without showing ourselves to the humans. Bumblebee is now accounted for, which is the best thing we could've asked for. Now, we need to find Hot Rod,"

"Who's all a part of the team? Are they all here?" Lio asked

"Currently, four Autobots are out, and one is now found," Optimus told him. "And one unaccounted for,"

Lio nods his head, "How long have y'all been here?"

"Not that long," Optimus answered. "We're still setting up; the Autobots currently out are looking for resources we can use."

XXXXXX

Sam rubbed his head at the car dealership as he looked at the cars before him. With all the choices and his budget, he didn't know what car he should get.

"Not a lot of good choices, right?" A girl walked over to Sam.

"Now's not the time, Charlie; I need to focus," He says; he then notices a camera with racing stripes, "What about that one?"

"Nice choice; I was planning on getting that one if no one took it; it's not logged into the system, if I'm not mistaken," Charlie shrugs, "I may be able to get a nice deal out of it because of that."

"Yeah, maybe you're right," Sam says as he looks at the car rubbing the hood, "I'll be back for this car soon. How long do you think it'll stay here?"

"Maybe awhile; not a lot of people like the classics, especially when they're several other cameras out there of a higher make and model,"

Sam nods his head and waves to Charlie as he heads off.

XXXXXX

"Hurry up, troopers," Starscream orders as she looks at their work away on their monitors, "We must produce a sufficient amount of facsimiles to further along the infiltration protocol,"

"Yes, Lady Starscream," All of them said at once.

Starscream lets out a content sigh, a smile growing on her face. "Oh, how I love hearing that."

The door behind her opens; glancing behind her, she watches as another Decepticon walks toward her. She had giant shoulder pads with tires connected to them: her armor was bulkier than the seekers, with her armor color blue and white. She has a short jacket which is blue with yellow stripes, and short blue pants, wearing white sleeves and leggings, which connect to blue armor around her forearms and legs. Her forearm had several discs on them.

"Ah, Soundwave, it's good to see you," Starscream says, "Have anything important for me?"

Soundwave didn't speak; she merely displayed an organization name on her chest; Starscream rubbed her chin.

"Hmm, Sector 7. This could be interesting," Starscream turns towards the troops, "Halt production of the facsimiles for now" She turns her attention back to Soundwave. "My dear Soundwave. I want you to access any files that you can of them; if it's of anything important, then we should focus our attention on them only. Perhaps alternating the protocols."

Soundwave displays words on her chest, to the effect of Megatron wouldn't like them altering the infiltration protocol in the slightest, and they're to follow it as they always do,

"No Soundwave, this planet holds more in it than any other planet we annihilated. This one needs to be taken down differently," Starscream told her, yet Soundwave didn't move. "Soundwave, get to work; we're merely skipping the phases that barely any Decepticon besides Tarn, Overlord, and you remember,"

Soundwave looks at her, then nods as she slowly turns around and leaves the room, Starscream turns her attention back to the monitors and searches through any drone footage to get a look at the new cybertronian Blackjack and Barricade reported.

A/N A brand new Transformers story is out! I have an idea for two technically new ones to try. Hopefully, no one is tired of the transformer fever. Anywho, this is a reboot, remastered, or whatever you want to call it of the first story; I have a few pairings put down alongside arcs and chapters already planned. I spent a while outlining stories which are why I was on a small hiatus.

I hope you enjoyed this story; please comment with any questions or thoughts. If you don't know the parts and terms of the transformers, let me know, and it'll be added to the second chapter, anyways, until next time.

IceEmperor26 out!