The planet Cybertron, once a large and peaceful empire, has become a planet entrapped in war. For several eons, the planet has been in a constant state of war, eventually dragging their colonies and other worlds into their battle to the point where Cybertron was nearly lost for the Autobots despite them putting up a good fight for as long as they could. Optimus Prime proposed an idea for when their home is truly lost. Many Autobots will spread throughout the stars, find planets with resources, and stay there until they gain a strong enough force to return. Some brave souls will remain on Cybertron to continue the fight.

There was one problem: They needed energon, a lot of it. Energon would continue the fight, power the arks, and launch pods to find places within the known galaxies. They could stockpile energon for that even able move yet gaining enough without using it was hard enough. This is where our story begins; near the middle of the conflict, an attack was planned on one of the largest energon factories under the Decepticons' control. Optimus led a large team, bringing her most trusted soldiers with her, but even with that, they were still outmatched, and this is where our story begins: in the heat of battle.

"They just keep coming!" An Autobot with red hair and armor would growl.

"They own this factory," Another Autobot calmly said, two fingers against her left ear as she turned to face Optimus. "I lost contact with team 2. I believe we lost them."

Optimus would be aiming her ion blaster, taking a shot at any Decepticons she could; two Autobots who even made her look small were beside her, providing cover fire. Ultra Magnus and Fortress Maximus.

"There could be a chance they're still alive, Prowl." Optimus glanced to her side. "Ultra Magnus, take a team and check on team 2 status," Optimus ordered.

Ultra Magnus turned to Optimus, her voice filled with concern and resignation. "We barely have the power for that. Even if the team is alive, which is a slim possibility, this team will surely fall. We're teetering on the edge of holding our ground."

"Ugh! When are the reinforcements arriving?" Fortress Maximus growled, turning to Prowl.

"They're enroot. One of them decided to come in alone to assist us. Have the rest of the reinforcements support the other teams," Prowl answered, annoyed at the news she was given.

"One!? What woman would be crazy enough to show up alone!" The red Autobot shouted before ducking letting out a frustrated groan. "It has to be Smokescreen….or Hot Rod..or Bumblebee…or hell any of the-"

"Calm yourself, Ironhide," Optimus would say. "They probably believe that we can hold three heavy hitters much longer, giving the other teams a chance to clear their sides and come assist us with a larger force."

"Three?" Ironhide grumbled.

"Now you know how other bots feel compared to you," Fortress Maximus said.

"Oh, can it" Ironhide growled.

Their battle waged on. Decepticons got closer to Optimus and her team position, and they were quickly gunned down from above. Optimus lowers her blaster, looking at the fallen Decepticons, and then she looks up. A lone Autobot was running across the scaffolding, aiming dual ion blasters down to the Decepticons as they ran. Sliding to a halt, they would dive off the scaffolding, still aiming at the Decepticons as they slide to a halt now in the middle of the Deception's ranks. Quickly turning, firing at the Decepticon foot soldier's chest or neck, killing them with one hit, kicking any who got close, or promptly putting away one blaster, grabbing any part they could and slamming the Decepticons into the ground to finish them off.

While the Autobots stood there watching them for a split second, they would immediately help, clearing the way the best they could while their reinforcement had taken most of the Decepticons by surprise, and with that method, it didn't take long for them to clear that sector.

The Autobot would stand in the middle of the battlefield, placing their ion blasters back on their hips while turning to face the approaching team.

"Was coming alone really necessary?" Prowl would be the first one to speak, crossing her arms, a warm smile on her face.

"The Decepticons wouldn't have expected someone to jump into battle alone; they had to be looking for anyone else coming," The Autobot would say with a smile. His appearance was nothing too bizarre, say, for being the only known male of the species. He has short dark blue hair, two head antennae like Optimus, white clothes with red armor over his clothes, and blue gloves. His colors were close to Optimus, with white and gold added to it. The only other thing separating the two from being identical other than gender was the golden claws on his forearm.

"Excellent work." Ultra Magnus would say while Optimus walked up, holding her hand out and sharing the same warm smile Prowl had.

"Good to see you again, Leonidas," Optimus would say, "I take it everything on your end went well?"

"Yes," Leonidas said as he placed his hands on his hips. "I wouldn't miss out on helping Optimus. Now, shall we continue liberating this energon refinery?"

The Autobot team would head inside, and such feats would happen again with Leonidas. Playing a pivotal part in the first half of the war before vanishing before the final years of the battle. No one knew what happened to him or why he had disappeared, but he was missed like all who were lost in the war.

XXXXXX

Nevada is a great desert state. Several tourist attractions lie within Nevada, and between all those attractions are deserts, isolated places as long as the eye can see. It was for the best of Nevada's newest arrival on this specific night.

A lizard sat under a rock, looking into the night sky. Incapable of understanding what it was truly looking at. While it can't comprehend the sky or space. The sudden glow in the sky triggered its flight response as something flew toward the ground. The lizard would run under the rock as a large fireball flew overhead, crashing into the ground. Tons of sand and rock flew into the air from the impact as whatever the object was slid across the ground, creating a trench in its path. The smoke starts to dissipate as the object is seen, a metal cocoon-like object, drawing the attention of a few creatures within the desert, watching as air hissed from openings on the cocoon.

Parts of it began to shift, gears turning while other parts pulled within themselves. Bighorn sheep looked at the object, tilting their heads slightly as it moved. Suddenly, a large hiss opened as the object opened, air rushing out before a body would fall out. The object hit the ground hard, shaking the surrounding area and scaring away the animals from the sudden impact.

It didn't take long for the person to come, too. Eyes opened as golden eyes pierced the night. Darting around before their head would move as they become aware of their surroundings. Finally, they raised their hand, grabbed the pod, and pulled themselves up. Much taller than anything in the surrounding area. Taller than the animals would have expected if they could compare the size of an average human and him.

"Where am I?" He asked himself, looking around the desert before looking down at the sheep, walking away from him but looking all the same. Quirking a brow, he bent down to get a better look at the animals, who ran away in response. "Guess they can't help me…"

He would stand up once again, noticing lights in the distance. "Maybe I can get answers from there."

XXXXXX

Earth's new resident had landed within Red Rock Canyon, and the closest place he had noticed was Summerlin West. It would have taken him a while to walk there if he didn't run there entirely.

A meteorite crashing wasn't exactly something that would go unnoticed, as several people noticed while out enjoying the night. Some groups talked about heading there to spot it, while others called it in, believing they may be on a news segment talking about the discovery.

"So, what do we do?" A guy would ask.

"If anyone is up for it, we can head towards the crash site, perhaps…." another guy would say. "It's just a nine-minute drive there."

"I'm down if y'all are." A woman would say.

"Shittt, let me grab my keys, and we can go," A guy would say as he got up. "Hopefully, it didn't break apart once it entered the atmosphere."

"Nah, I doubt it. The impact sounded like there was something big that survived entering the atmosphere," The girl would say. "Now come on."

Quite a few were heading to where they believed the meteorite had landed, talking about what it could be, how big it could be, and what if something was in there. As they were driving, one of them noticed something in the corner of their eyes—something large running in the opposite direction. He wasn't covered by anything, so others didn't take long to spot him.

"Wow, stop the car; what is that?" The girl asked.

"What is what?" The driver asked as the other passengers looked.

"What the hell!?" another girl asked, causing the driver to slam on the brakes and force the car behind him to stop.

The driver parked the car as he looked out the window…in disbelief. "Is that….a.. man.."

"Maybe I'm just trippin…. but he seems…taller than average…running faster, too," another guy would say.

"Hey man, what the hell was that?" a girl said as she stormed up to the driver.

"Sorry…. but you see that right?" The driver said.

"See what?" The girl asked before noticing and stopped talking.

While the new visitor was running, he noticed lights aimed at him and stopped cars. Sliding to a halt with dust kicking up in the air, he would look at them. Tilting his head, he noticed their build, different from the animals he'd seen thus far, and he shared some uncanny similarities to them as he looked at his arms and then them.

"Guess they can answer my questions," He would say as he began to head to them.

"He-HE'S COMING THIS WAY!" A girl shouted.

"What do we do?" The guy asked.

"Stay in the car if he gets too close…or drive away," The driver said.

"Guys, he's getting bigger!" A girl shouted.

As the people scrambled to their cars to get in, the new arrival finally got closer, sliding to a halt, his feet hitting the ground beside one of the cars, nearly as big as the car. Of course, panicking and screaming came from the vehicles as he bent down, looking at the cars.

"Can you all understand me?" he would ask in a language they could not possibly understand.

Of course, in their panic, some would get pictures and videos of him looking in the car, trying to talk to them; the cars would finally reverse and drive away, heading back to the city while he stood up straight, looking at the car heading to the town.

"I just wanted to know where I am." He would say. "Maybe they're others where they're going."

And so, it began. With a new location in mind, he would run to the city. Of course, to the drivers, this was seen as a threat, and with nothing else running through their minds but safety, they called the police, talking about a giant man with metal armor. While the police chalked it up to prank calls, anyone else listening in didn't think it was a break and quickly set out to stop the metal menace.

While said metal menace did nothing but look at the people, not understanding why they were fleeing. He watched them run, remembering the other animals that ran when he came close to them. The only difference was that he didn't think they could communicate with him, while the humans seemed like they possibly could. Lacking the ability to understand the giant metal man speaking in some unknown language. He didn't even know their language, but something in his head was deciphering it.

Some police officers on patrol would notice him. They had a choice: open fire on the giant metal man or try to reason with him. The metal man was looking down at them, kneeling on his knees to get a better look at any of them who were under something so he could see and ask them. He was careful not to trample anyone; he seemed sorry when he would look at the cars he hit or poles he knocked down. The metal man would notice the police and walk over; they quickly pulled out their pistols while aiming at him. Smaller robots would fly next to the police, with propellers like helicopters on top and guns attached to them.

"Stop! Freeze!" One police officer shouted.

"Do not come any closer!" The second officer shouted.

Not understanding one another went both ways. As he quirked a brow, hearing them rubbing his ear, he continued to stare at them as they spoke. Finally, it was done, and he understood them.

"My name is Lio. Do you know where I am?" Lio would ask.

Not looking further into the internet to find out the name of the planet or the city he was in. The police officer would back up, taken aback by Lio suddenly speaking their language, aiming at Lio.

"Hands up! Put your hands up!" The officer shouted.

Lio looks at them, looking at his hands as he puts them up. In a threatening fashion, which got the police and the copterdrones opened fire on Lio. All the bullets bounced off his body. He barely even felt the bullets hitting him. Lio only blinked as he looked at the bullets; the copter drones began to fire lasers at Lio while he just stood there confused; while he looked up, he noticed a jet flying overhead.

In the sky, the jet was colored white, red, and blue. Slowly circling the city, the camera focuses on Lio. The pilot would sigh, resting her hand against her cheek as she stared at him.

"It's not threatening; it could be one of ours," she would say. Someone on the other end would say something to them. "Well, it's not attacking, and it looks different…. We may need to cause a small distraction to get her…wait….it looks like"

XXXXXX

Blocks away, many people weren't reacting to the giant metal man. Inside a Dunkem Nut's was a balding man with blonde hair, a blue shirt with brown bands, dark blue suspenders, and a badge on the right one. Grabbing his bag, he would place his chip against the machine cashier's hand, paying for the order as the receipt was printed. The man grabbed the receipt and headed to the door, passing a machine sign that stopped him.

"Please display the receipt," The robot would say.

"Huh- oh erm yeah here." He would hold the receipt up to the robot's canner.

"Receipt not found. Please display the receipt," The robot said again.

"Here is the receipt," the man said as he slammed the receipt back into the robot scanner.

"Receipt not found. Please display the receipt," The robot said a final time.

"Grrr," The man slammed his hand against the top of the machine, shorting it out.

"T-t-t-t-t-hank y-you….yOu..you." The robot would say as the man walked out of the building and into his car.

"This is why I hate machines," the man said, placing his bag in the passenger seat. He was raising the coffee cup towards his mouth when he noticed people running. "Huh?"

Right on cue, his radio came to life. "All unit. All unit. Please come to the following coordinates…there's some large cyborg…possibly an experiment of Sumdac's or some competitor."

"Ah, great," the man said, placing his coffee in the cup holder, turning on his lights, and driving towards the location given.

As he drove away, a blue, sleek police car would come from the ally. The hood of the police car was silver, with a strange red symbol.

"Alright, I'm on the move. Get into position," the policewoman with blue and silver hair said as she followed the police car ahead of her.

As the police cars drew closer, they stopped as they filled out of the vehicles, aiming at Lio while more copter drones flew in. It didn't take them long to stop firing as they learned their weapons did nothing to him, and he wasn't fighting back. Lio glanced towards the new arriving cars, all stopping one by one. The blonde man would step out of the car, slamming the door.

"Can someone give me a megaphone?" The man asked.

"Of course, Captain Fanzone," an officer said as he handed him the microphone. Alright! Who and what are you?"

"I…don't know, but I know my name is Lio. Where am I?" Lio would ask.

"You don't know anything…just your name," Captain Fanzone said. "This is great. Come with us quietly. We need to find a place to put you."

"Will that help with me finding out where I am?" Lio asked.

"It should," Captain Fanzone would say.

In the sky, the jet would circle the area again. "Okay, starting the silence in 3…2 and- wait…what's that?"

The pilot asked as two jets would fly past her. The blue police car would fix her mirror, noticing the jets coming straight away, with four things dropping from their wings. "Uh oh…look like we need a change of plans."

As Lio opens his mouth to speak, a missile contacts his left shoulder, forcing it to move back from the impact and explosion as two more hit his chest. Lio would fly through the street, landing on his back and rolling across the ground. The police paused, looking at the sky as two jets flew overhead. Armored vehicles would pull up, opening fire on Lio with heavier weapons. Lio quickly gets to his feet, holding a hand up to block the bullets as he turns and runs away. The missiles that missed hit the ground.

"And he's on the move," The pilot would say.

Lio would slide to a halt and run down the streets, avoiding the cars and people in his way, "Asking them didn't seem to help, and now I don't have the time to think anymore," Lio would turn, watching the jets tail him, he turns seeing the trucks doing the same.

Too many people were in the way. He suspected that's why the jets weren't opening fire on him. The truck-mounted gun would use burst-fire tactics to try and slow him down. The bullets still didn't hurt; he felt them more than the police weapons, but still, it wasn't enough to stop him. Reaching a t-shaped intersection, another truck would attempt to ram into Lio to cause him to trip. Given his size, this wasn't the best idea, as nothing happened except the front of the truck being destroyed. Lio looks down at the car, looking into the sky; a missile flies towards him, striking him in the chest and sending Lio across the street once again.

The jet flew back into the air and out of range of the red and blue plane, which fired a missile toward the town. A blue light blinked on the missile's head as it swore towards the ground, crashing into it and in front of Lio, who looked at it. The light blinks faster and faster before letting out a magnetic pulse, shutting off anything electrical in the area, frying the cameras, messing with the phones and other objects that could take pictures or record Lio.

"Okay, there's the window. You need to be quick," The jet said.

"Got it," the police officer said, quickly driving past, firing at the trucks' tires as she drifted towards Lio. "Follow me," Was all she said before driving away. Lio would get to his feet and follow the police car. Unable to move their vehicle or fire the mounted weapons, they only watched as Lio ran away.

"Should we send the jets after him?" One of the men asked.

"We can't even order them too. Comms are also down…we were hit with an emp," An officer would say. "Look like our new friend has some help….and I think I know who it is…. Man, command will not be happy about this,"

XXXXXX

Lio followed the police car. The drive…or run from Lio, was silence as she was focused on getting out of sight. Soon, she would stop in front of Lio, making him slide to a halt.

"Okay, we can't get to the lake with you like this. Do you have a vehicle mode, sir?" the woman asked.

"Sir?" Lio would ask. "Vehicle mode?"

"Yes, you outrank me," she would say. And you know…your alt mode?" she would say again as she transformed. Lio blinks as the police car becomes 20 feet, shorter than him but still tall. It is a mixture of blue armor and a police uniform, her car parts becoming the armor around her body and the doors moving to her back.

"Oh," Lio would say.

"BlueStreak, reporting for duty," BlueStreak would say as she saluted, "Well, um, kind of..right now, I guess I need to lead you, sir, to get you back to base. We do have a lot to talk about. But here isn't the best place to do it because you're being hunted, and we got lucky as we ran away. But, but we will talk later, sir. Right now, you need a vehicle mode."

"Oh…." Lio said, taken aback by the surprisingly chipper personality of the police officer in front of him. "Well I'm-"

"I already know your name, sir…and I think that you need a truck for an alt mode…so follow me," BlueStreak said as she climbed up a hill. Lio followed her, watching as she lay prone, and gestured for Lio to do the same. The two lay there, waiting for a vehicle to pass to fit Lio's body.

Of course, they could try to take a long route to the base, but even if they did, Lio walking there would still draw some attention; it's already hard enough to get there in a vehicle. BlueStreak can't image how hard it would be to get Lio to the base.

"Did you extract him?" The pilot asked.

"Yes…. just waiting for a vehicle to come so he can scan it…. pretty hard," BlueStreak answered.

"Oh, well, good luck. I'm heading back to base. I'll set up the station to prepare for his arrival," The jet said as they turned around, flying away.

"Who was that?" Lio would ask.

"Our medic," Bluestreak asked.

"Our?" Lio asked.

"Yep, A full team is here, sir." BlueStreak would answer as she opened her mouth to speak before stopping as she noticed a semi-truck. "Oh hey, that seems like a good fit…flashy. We know where some of your colors would go."

BlueStreak points to a Peterbilt truck. Red and blue with flames. Lio would look at the truck for a second. Finally, he would begin to scan it. His armor and body shifted as the colors around his body changed. BlueStreak watched with a smile; when the transformation was complete, she would slide down the hill and transform. Lio follows suit, leaping off and landing as he transforms into the truck. BlueStreak turned on the lights and sirens, speeding down the highway as Lio followed her, keeping up as best as he could.

XXXXXX

The pilot would fly above Lake Mead, transforming in the air as she looked directly down. Kept her thrusters on low to slow her quick descent. She dropped fast enough to make the drop quicker, but sufficient use of her thrusters allowed her not to create a big splash. The pilot looked around as she sank, spotting an orange ship. She flew toward the ship, flying towards one of the doors and pressing her hand against a panel as the door opened. Tons of seawater pour in as she floats inside. The door closed behind her as the water level would quickly drop as it flowed around the ship, slowly heading back out of the sky.

"Ugh…we simply must fix that," The pilot would say as she fixed her glasses.

The pilot had a red shirt, hair, glasses, and earrings. A white jacket with a blue shirt underneath. Despite having a flight-based alt mode, she wore something a medic would.

"Could that be him?" She asked herself, placing a hand on her chin as she began to walk around the ship.

With her time on the planet and all the time spent on the ship, she grew to love it. Outside of the ship, everything is so open. It is so vast and has nowhere to hide truly. If one is hurt and far away from the base, there's a sense of terror and dread. She finds it more soothing to be injured and inside the ship. The corridors and rooms were comfy for her; they were small, tight, secluded areas under the sea, far from human-prying eyes, and a place they wouldn't want to go. Sometimes, she forgets they're in a war and what they're doing is just a smaller part of the bigger picture. If it weren't a war going on, she would be content with sitting in the ship with energon and something to entertain herself.

"An hour…it will take an hour for them to arrive…" She would say to herself as she sat down in her chair. However, it was night…and the traffic may have been low. They were still far and couldn't travel as fast as a jet…"

XXXXXX

Nearly an hour later, BlueStreak led them straight towards the base, driving towards the edge of a mountain. Lake Mead was normally active when tourists visited to do the many recreational activities there. Fortunately for the two, since it was the dead of night, few people were around, and they were further away from any spots.

"Okay, here it is," BlueStreak answered.

"This area…or the water?" Lio would ask.

"Eh…a bit of both," BlueStreak would drive into the water. Lio watched her fall, picking up speed before hitting the water with a loud splash.

"Well, this is the only way I can get answers," Lio mutters as he follows her.

Lio would land near BlueStreak, who was now in her alt mode. Lio followed suit, transforming as BlueStreak gestured for Lio to follow, and he swam after her. It took only a minute or less to reach the base's location. Nothing was there, or at least until they got close enough for a ship to appear, a familiar design within Lio's processors. BlueStreak heads towards the door and opens it, swimming in as Lio follows her.

Once Lio was in, the door slammed close behind him, and the water exiting the ship repeated. Lio stood straight; BlueStreak turned, looking at Lio, a smile plastered on her face.

"Welcome to our humble abode. Home sweet home. The safe space, the best spot," BlueStreak would say, walking further into a ship as she would do a spin, outstretching her arms. "It's the best place to be while we accomplish our mission here, sir, and with a legend such as yourself here, we can rest easy."

"A…Legend?" Lio asked.

"Duh, a Legend, the legendary Leonidas Convoy. One of the best commanders or generals…I forgot your rank, sir, but you were part of Optimus's inner circle of leaders…. well, somewhat," BlueStreak giggles, rubbing the back of her head. Plus, you're the only male we have. Speaking of males, these humans are almost like us. There are a lot more males here than we have. Strange, huh?"

"I'm not Leonidas. It's Lio," he tells BlueStreak, who looks at him and then laughs.

"Good one, sir; I bet the others will be happy you're here. They may love you being the leader much more than me," BlueStreak would say. "Being a leader is fun, you know. Stressful yet fun. It is not an odd way of having fun. I know it's wrong to enjoy something with our circumstances, sir, but I don't know the best word for it."

Lio blinks as he looks down at the small chatterbox. Looking up, he wonders if he should walk away or stay here. Yes, she talks much more than expected with their quiet drive. She is harmless, even if her constant chatting weighs on the audio receptors.

"You're quite a talker…but mind explaining what's happening here?" Lio asked.

"Oh yeah," BlueStreak would say. "You see-"

"BlueStreak, don't talk the man to death," A voice would fill the air as BlueStreak turned to the woman.

"Pharma! Did you miss me?" BlueStreak asks, approaching her friend and slapping her shoulder.

"I did until I remembered that you and quiet can't coexist." Pharma jokes as she walks to Lio. "Leonidas in the metal. It's an honor to see you again, sir."

"You should hold that honor…I'm not Leonidas. I'm Lio." Pharma looked towards BlueStreak,

"Did he hit his head?" Pharma asked.

"I don't think so. He did take a rocket to the chest," BlueStreak said.

"Perhaps I should give him a check-up. He may have a case of amnesia." Pharma turned, looking to Lio, placing a hand against his chin.

Lio gently placed his hand on her wrist and removed it. "Maybe I have that for other things...Pharma. However, I am not who you think I am…I'm sorry."

"Well, this is alarming." Pharma crossed her arms.

BlueStreak approached, throwing her arm around Pharma. "Bad? Pfft, No! The big lug is just confused. Give him some time. Maybe this is some plan. He purged some of his memories but not his skills and leadership. We can place him in the position of leader, which may draw his memories out."

"Is that wise?" Pharma asked.

"We ain't doing nothing but resting, making sure this planet is safe for our reinforcements, find resources, and fight any con who make it to this planet," BlueStreak said.

Pharma gently grabs BlueStreak's wrist. "And set up a proper line of communication so we can give Optimus our updates." She removed BlueStreak's arm.

"Oh, right….I forgot about that…. I wonder how," BlueStreak smiled, rubbing the back of her head.

"I don't." Pharma narrows her eyes.

Pharma's wrist buzzed. She held up her forearm, which displayed a hologram. Three vehicles were outside the ship, in front of a different door.

"Hope you're ready to meet the others, Leo," BlueStreak smirks.

"Lio," Lio corrects.

"Same thing," BlueStreak shrugs while Pharma opens the door.

The three Autobots head to the hangar bay. Water rushed in, and a slam was heard seconds later as the door closed. The crashing of the water stopped as it settled and left as quickly as it came in. Turning a corner, three vehicles were spotted: a blue Mitsubishi Outlander, a green and black Chevrolet Corvette, and finally, a yellow and black Dodge Charger. The cars all transformed, the Mitsubishi being the tallest of the three and the Dodge the shortest. Yet again, all three were giant metal women who stretched upon transforming.

"And another day wasted," the Corvette grumbled while stretching, "Again. No Decepticons, no energon, ain't nothing up there."

"We still need to search Crosshairs," The Dodge said.

Crosshairs suck her teeth, grabbing a toothpick to place in her mouth. Her eyes wandered at BlueStreak, and then she noticed Lio standing there. She only made a tsk sound as she crossed her arms. The Mitsubishi noticed this, looking towards Lio before hitting both the dodge and Crosshairs so they could stand in attention…. hitting Crosshairs harder than the dodge.

"Gah!" Crosshairs shouted, holding her shoulder as she stood in attention.

"Great," Lio mutters to himself.

"Sir," The Mitsubishi would say.

"When did he get here?" The dodge asked.

"Like an hour ago?" BlueStreak said as she leaned against Lio. I found him trying to talk to the locals. It didn't go as well as he hoped. Anywho, Lio, that's Crosshairs, Chromia, and Bumblebee."

Lio looks at them. Chromia was taller and slightly more muscular; bulky armor and clothes surrounded her, and she had short blue hair with a long hair bang from the side of her face reaching down to her chest. Blue eyeliner under her eyes. If one were to compare her build, it could be comparable to Wonder Woman or She-Hulk. Next was Crosshairs; the middle of her hair was black, and everything around it went black to a light green. Crosshairs had a hair band covering the left side of her face, a headband with metal spikes where her ears would be going backward, while atop the headband were goggles, one with a blue lens and one with a red lens. Her clothes were simple. Green armor over her chest and shoulders, going down into a black shirt that exposed her sides. Around her side was a type of battle cape around her waist, stopping above her heel. Bumblebee's skin tone was much darker than the others; her clothes and armor were yellow and black. The center of her armor was yellow, with black lines and segments going throughout. Her pants were mainly black with yellow armor around them, and the same for her arms. Finally, her hair was yellow and braided.

"Lio?" Chromia asked. "Isn't his name Leonidas?"

"That's the best part. You see our white and red savior over here. The generals of all generals. Commander of all commands is-"

"Get to the point," Crosshairs drawled.

"Right, this bot could have a case of amnesia," BlueStreak said. He says he's not Leo, but he looks identical to him. Pharma and I have a few theories, but we could have him be the leader until he remembers."

"Is that wise?" Bumblebee asked.

"Yes," BlueStreak smiled. "This mission isn't so bad. We don't get any cons here. You took care of them before we arrived, ya little badass."

"Ah, thanks," Bumblebee said.

"So, you say he doesn't remember his legacy?" Chromia asked.

"Uh huh," BlueStreak said.

"We shouldn't have an amnesiac as our leader and hope he gets better. Ya needs a real leader, and I'm her." Crosshairs jabbed her thumb to herself, only to get hit in the back of the head by Chromia. "Hey! Stop that!"

"If you believe that it's best to give Lio the status of leader, then we should try to jog his memory," Chromia said.

"Yeah, and our situation isn't dire enough to need a leader who knows what they're doing that bad," Bee said.

"Not like BlueStreak was the best," Crosshairs grumbled as she rubbed her arm.

"Hey," BlueStreak utters.

Lio would stand there watching the women talk. He felt a pit enter his stomach as they thought of making him a leader and having him learn of a legacy he was not a part of. Maybe Lio looks close enough to their previous leader, but Lio is not him, and now they want him to be a leader because of his lookalike legacy. Lio only had one thing to do if they didn't believe him: he needed to show them that he was not only Leonidas but also just as capable as Leonidas. Break away from a legacy they're trying to thrust him into even after he denies it and makes his own. Not all eyes were on him, waiting for his answer.

"Alright then. Let's do it," Lio answered.

A/N And boom, new story. Sorry it's been a while since I've updated the story or anything. College and life got in the way. I'll be making a new kaiju girls story, and I hope you enjoy that story as much as you would want it. Don't worry, my other kaiju girls' story will continue. I just hit writer's block with them, and I'll find a place to take the stories soon; for now, tell me what you think about the story!