Update time! It's been a while, yes. Apologies.


Sideswipe looked at the berth with uneasiness. He watched what all had happened to his brother and wasn't sure if he wanted to go through with it. He stared at it, unmoving.

"What are you waiting for? I don't have all day," Ratchet grumbled.

"I uh… just remembered I gotta finish that game with Sam!"

Ratchet reached over and pushed the twin to the berth by his neck-strut, "Get on there…"

Sideswipe looked back at Ratchet with a frown. "Well, here goes nothing," Sideswipe leaned back until his head clanked on the metal. He watched as Ratchet hooked him up to the machine. The last thing he remembered was Ratchet saying something and Optimus responding. Then he was out like a light.

"Here we go," Ratchet stated as he set the machine on the recalls.

Starscream gave Ratchet a puzzled look, "Can't you go to that specific memory state?"

"Unfortunately, no. Their memories are unsorted, and those silent memories can be anywhere in there. We must search until I find it,"

"This takes too long."

"I can't help it, Starscream. It is what it is."

"Well at least we know it won't take half as long, knowing what we are looking for," Wheeljack said.

He had a point, Ratchet could go on until he found the specific memory core, "Thankfully," he turned toward the monitor and waited. It didn't take long for the first memories to start showing up.

Unsurprisingly, it was the exact same thing they had seen with Sunstreaker. Except this time, it was from Sideswipe's point of view. It was showing the exact same pranks that they had seen with Sunstreaker as well. They also noticed that the spark-beat and the wording were this time on the right, as if their HUDs were mirrored. Knowing what it was, Ratchet moved on to the next one.

It showed the exact same fights that had been seen with Sunstreaker, again, only as being seen by Sideswipe. Optimus shook his head, still in disbelief that the two were even involved in something so vicious.

Now everyone who was watching were assuming all of the memories were going to be like this, and also assumed that the silent memory would be hidden in the same place. There was so much alike in the bots, they wondered how they ended up so different on the outside. Two sides of the same coin? Perhaps. Starscream nodded and Ratchet went on.

Memory Recall State – Unknown – view?

Again, the same thing. This was becoming redundant. It was over just as quickly.

Meanwhile, in another part of the base, a call came in, which was answered abruptly, "Yes? This is Autobot Cliffjumper, may I help you?" the red Minibot answered the incoming call.

"Perhaps. Do you think I could talk to Optimus?" Cliffjumper recognized him immediately as the Secretary of Defense. He wondered why he was calling, seeing how much they didn't get along with him.

"One moment," Cliffjumper hailed Optimus on their internal comm., "-Optimus, the secretary wishes to speak with you,-"

"-Not right now, I am in the middle of something very important,-"

"-I will tell him,-" he closed the comm. and spoke to the Secretary, "I'm sorry, he is indisposed right now, can I take a message?"

"No, I rather talk to him myself, are you sure there is no way to get him on the line?"

" Whatever he is doing he said is important and he cannot deviate from it right now."

Terry sighed, "Very well," he answered the Minibot before he closed the line. He decided he might want to take a visit to the Autobot base to speak with the leader personally. He stood up, reached for his own car keys, and left. The files remained spread out over the desk.

Memory Recall State – Damaged – Attempt to salvage?

Ratchet gave a curious look at the screen. They hadn't encountered this before. He wondered how this happens, as Sideswipe had no knowledge of it. Or perhaps he did and hadn't. Ratchet turned to the others, and they all turned to him. Optimus nodded.

Optimus seemed busy elsewhere, however. They hadn't heard anything from him, but they saw his expressions. He shook his head, making others curious of his behavior, "What is it, Optimus?" Ratchet asked as the machine sorted through Sideswipe's memory.

"Cliffjumper had commed me and told me that the Secretary apparently wished to speak to me,"

"Any reason why?"

"He didn't say," Optimus replied. "I told him I had to attend to this first, as it is important."

Starscream smiled inwardly. His creator was getting that these extractions were of utmost importance. Perhaps they were actually taking him seriously now.

Salvaging… Done.

The machine beeped and Ratchet turned to it again. The screen came to life with what they saw as a road on Cybertron. In front of Sideswipe a few mechs were standing. The Cybertronian reading on the HUD was reading something about a race. So, they raced as well? The mechs in front moved and the race was on, Sideswipe next to his brother until there was a sudden very bright light, and everything went dark on the HUD as the spark-beat on the left went erratic and ceased. The memory ended.

Memory Recall State – Battle of Tyger Pax

The memories resumed their mirror-like appearance, this time from a different point of view as they continued to watch.

"This is getting frustrating," Starscream muttered.

"Well, you're the one who stated we needed to do it this way,"

"I know… It's just – I'm beginning to wonder if it would have been alright to take the other way out,"

"Too late now," Ratchet hit the button.

And here it was, when he hit the button, it came across the screen.

WARNING: Unknown memory found – Firewalled.

"You know, Maccadam isn't going to be the happiest mech when he sees these two again," Starscream stated as he watched Wheeljack take his place beside Sideswipe's head.

"So, who is Maccadam?" Wheeljack asked as he looked up from the side of Sideswipe's head after finding the port and connecting to it.

"He is one of the 13. Who exactly he is? Well, most would consider it a rumor. I am surprised none of you heard about it."

"Well, I did I think once." Ratchet stated and looked at Wheeljack, "On my mark," he stated.

"Mark," Both accessed the memory state, and both recoiled from Sideswipe from the backlash. Why did this procedure have to be so painful?

WARNING: Silent Memory Firewall disabled – continue?

"Then you have heard of the bar between space and time?" Starscream asked.

Ratchet separated from the red twin and nodded as he put away his wire, Wheeljack doing the same, saying, "Well, it wasn't called that. It was called 'The Magic Bar'."

"Oh, now that you mention it," Wheeljack suddenly said, "I heard of it too,"

"Through your history, it had been said that a few mechs passed through there, but since it was so few, it was made to look more like a rumor than an actual place. It's no wonder that it is considered as such," Starscream glanced up at the screen, already knowing basically what was going to be seen, only this time Sunstreaker came into view. None were very surprised to see a sheen of gold in his place. His body adorned with the iridescent color where it met black and silver with chrome, "You know, he always had a thing for his looks then too," Starscream mentally smacked himself for not noticing the similarities before. Perhaps it was just too obvious, "although he never worried about it when it came to battle,"

"You never did say why Maccadam won't be pleased with seeing them again,"

"You're absolutely right," Starscream grinned, "actually, he considered them to be bad luck."

"Bad luck? Why?"

"He thought all twins were such because they were apparently, to him, a freak of nature, however I think Primus did it for a reason,"

"But why would Primus create a pair like that?"

"Maybe it was a cruel joke knowing they would haunt us for the rest of their many lives," Wheeljack said in a show of humor. Everyone chuckled at Wheeljack's statement.

"I don't know why he did," Starscream stated, looking over to Wheeljack with a smirk, "It could have been their abilities. I don't think he was considering that they would be a nuisance."

Wheeljack returned the comment with a shrug as he went back to watching the screen. Nothing new was happening, it was basically the same thing as previously seen. But then something weird happened. The screen went back and then became brighter with the image of going towards the supposed moon. All of them were flying after it, Sideswipe was situated behind two other jet-like starships, one was Prima the other was Vector Prime, "Where are they going?"

"To battle," Starscream said as he reached down and in a quick instant, unhooked a lead from the machine and it went erratic before going idle. Ratchet turned his glare to him, "What did you do?"

"Me?" Starscream asked in mock surprise, "Why ever would you think I did something?"

Ratchet's glare deepened, "Guilty conscience? Because you unhooked something,"

"Oh, come on…" Starscream said, "He was done, Ratchet,"

"No, there's more to this than you're telling." Wheeljack suddenly said. "Why are you being so secretive? What are you hiding?"

Starscream shrugged and backed away from Sideswipe, hearing him come online. "Perhaps someday I can tell you."

Ratchet groaned, knowing that was all he was going to get.

"Welcome back Sideswipe," Optimus smiled down at the twin.

"Owww… My head hurts! Why didn't you guys warn me?"

"What fun would that be?" Starscream asked, simpering.

"And I think I got too much going on in my head, I need some recharge before I even attempt to actually do something about it,"

"Maybe you should," Starscream nodded at him, "We have time," he clapped the twin on the shoulder, "Your brother wanted me to wake him when you were done, but I think you can wake him,"

Sideswipe looked at the Seeker and nodded before getting up and headed out the door. He had so much to unravel. "Okay," he said.

"And now that this is done, I am going to my own chambers," and with that announcement, Starscream left as well.

Back in the twin's quarters, Sideswipe walked in and flumped unceremoniously onto his berth and let out what could possibly be a sigh. So much was going on in his mind. He frowned as he couldn't make sense of anything, even though he knew what was happening. He knew his brother was still asleep, so he didn't even bother trying to wake to him. He rolled to his side as his mind started reeling and trying to sort the jumbled mess, but he forcibly ignored it and set himself to recharge.

Starscream had made his way back to his own quarters and set himself down. He was happy to find that he had recovered at least 2. There were so many still, and he knew it would be a while. He mused a moment, thinking about how much Maccadam didn't like the twins, if Ironhide was that particular missing mech. He quickly dismissed it with a chuckle to himself. He shuttered his optics off as he went into recharge.

A day later while he was still relaxing from the recent ordeals, a forewarning came to him. It wasn't necessarily bad, but it was still there, "Something is coming," he muttered to himself, his optics shuttering open as the sense got stronger. It was confirmed when there was a sudden yelling coming from somewhere else on the base. He got up quickly and exited his quarters, headed for more yelling, he distinctly heard someone yell, 'Who are you?' the voice sounded like Prowl's. He also heard another voice that didn't quite speak Cybertronian, but the ancient words as scripted on the Allspark, this immediately made him move faster.

He slid to a stop near the main bay doors when a heard weapon powering up, "Identify yourself immediately!" Prowl's voice commanded.

Again, the tongue, "I am Vector Prime, Guardian of Space and time," he had taken a defensive stance, unsure if the one questioning him would attack him or not.

"Prowl, wait!" Starscream looked in and his jaw nearly hit the floor, recognizing the mech immediately, "V-Vector?" He asked, his voice nearly a whisper.

"What's going on?" Who is this?" Prowl's optics followed the strange tongue and found Starscream standing there, "What are you two saying?"

Starscream instantly turned his attention to Prowl, "Never mind, what are you doing?" His voice not only took on a more commanding tone, but switched back to English, "Put that weapon away immediately!"

The mech that was in the room turned his head, at the sound of Starscream's voice. He dropped the tip of his sword as he heard Starscream, "I found you!" he chimed in his ancient tongue, relieving his defensive stance with an idler one. Just as he said this, Optimus, Wheeljack and Ratchet all came to the door, all three of them stopped dead in their tracks, looking upon the mech. He looked exactly like the one they had seen before, right down to the orb in his chest.

Starscream stepped from the three and walked closer, glaring at Prowl, and holding a hand out. "He is not an enemy," he growled. Prowl glanced at Optimus who still hadn't taken his optics from the other Prime.

"Starscream," Prowl's optics went back to the Seeker, "Just what in Primus is going on here?"

Starscream held in a smirk, "Certainly nothing that requires hostilities, I assure you," he looked back towards the Keeper who spoke in his native tongue, "What is this strange tongue they are speaking? Where am I?"

"A planet called Earth. The language is English, there is a way to learn it quickly, connect to the planet's network, you will find it there," Starscream explained, causing everyone to look at him because of the strange tongue that came from him.

"Who is this mech?" Prowl asked, hoping someone would know what in Primus was going on.

Vector Prime had done as suggested, downloading the tongue called English, and as soon as he had realized what was asked, he turned towards Prowl to explain this time in a language he could understand, "My name is Vector Prime-" A regal voice in English came from the mech, one as regal as Optimus himself.

This, itself made all three of the gawking bots blink a few times, "He's… he's one of the ones from the viewing!" Wheeljack stuttered over himself as he cut off the Prime, shocked in awe.

Vector Prime looked towards Wheeljack, "I am the Keeper of Space and Time. I do not know all of the facts, only that Starscream's spark signature was in tune with mine. So, I came. I also feel the twins here, am I correct? I just recently felt the second one before I arrived,"

"Yes, you are correct, they are here,"

"Where are the others?" Vector's voice demanded, slightly confused by the different mechs standing around.

"Can we take this somewhere else?" Starscream beckoned the Prime, looking over at Prowl, trying to hint they needed to speak about this in private, "Please, follow me," he nodded towards the corridor that Optimus was standing. He stepped forward, and as he approached the three standing there, he nodded at them, "Since you three know the most, I think you should hear what he has to say,"

"What about the rest of us?" Prowl suddenly asked, his weapon disappearing.

"In due time," Starscream said over his shoulder, not even looking at him, walking past the three with Vector Prime in tow. The three followed behind Vector.

Starscream lead the 4 to Optimus' office and when they entered, the door shut and locked on its own apparent accord. Wheeljack stood by Ratchet, who was leaning on the wall near the door. Optimus was standing near his own desk while Starscream and Vector Prime were farther from the door.

"So, what is going on now?" Ratchet asked, folding his arms tersely across his chest.

"Who are all of you?" Vector Prime suddenly asked.

"They are Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots-"

"Auto… bots?" Vector Prime asked, unsure of the term.

"I'll explain later," Starscream narrowed his optics, "Ratchet, his Chief Medical Officer," and then he nodded towards Wheeljack, "Chief Mechanical Engineer," Vector Prime's glaze followed his, and he nodded towards each one in a greeting, "Starscream, where are the twins?"

"Resting,"

"So, why is it only you three? Where are the others?"

Starscream shrugged, "I haven't found them yet, actually, I just found the twins yesterday," Starscream said, casually, "I still have a boatload to go through, though,"

"Wait a minute," Ratchet interrupted, "you don't seriously think we are going to run those memory extractions on everyone, do you?"

Starscream looked over and glared with a snort, "How else do I find the others? Voodoo? I think not,"

"How can you not know, Starscream? You are the one with remote viewing," Vector Prime raised an optic ridge at him.

"Because some of them have gone I guess into a type of hiding. They are hidden somehow in their memories. That is how I remembered me. When we run a memory extraction, with Ratchet and Wheeljack's assistance, we unlock this certain silent memory and here we be,"

"Do you think the rest are still yet to be found?"

Starscream nodded, "I have reason to believe that some of them could be one of these very bots,"

"I see," Vector Prime nodded, "I did come across Maccadam not too long ago. He said that he knew what was going on about Unicron as well and said he sent a message to the twins,"

"Ah," Starscream raised his head slightly with understanding, "That's why Sunstreaker got that dream,"

"And Sunstreaker is…?"

"You know him as Cornersun," Starscream said, "Sideswipe is the other, and they prefer those names now,"

"Ah," Vector replied.

"So, what exactly is going on?" Optimus asked.

Vector Prime's optics turned to a shocked glare, "You haven't told them?" he suddenly asked.

"I… I haven't been given the opportunity to tell them everything, Vector, Optimus knows the most," Starscream supplied, the chiding he had received making him nervous.

"He has spoken about Megatron, and someone named Unicron?" Optimus offered.

"I do not know who this Megatron is," Vector Prime said, "but I do know about Unicron's very real threat on the universe. Even more so recently. Something must have happened to weaken the barrier." he said. "How did that happen?"

"Alright, wait up, hold on, hold the phone," Wheeljack suddenly cut in, "Who exactly is Unicron?"

Vector gave Wheeljack a strange look. It didn't occur to him that the name wasn't known. "Unicron is who is known as 'The Eater of Worlds'," he said, unsure.

"Eater of Worlds?" Optimus echoed, now very much intrigued, "What does that mean?"

Starscream shied from Optimus, "Exactly as it is said?" her offered.

"You mean he eats worlds?" Wheeljack asked dubious and surprised, "Literally?"

Vector Prime raised an optic ridge, more and more dismayed at what he was hearing. He turned to the young Seeker. "Starscream… What don't they know?"

"Everything. We were erased."


Imagine your own history, gone.