[Soooo, I'm just going to do a huge timeskip to the beginning of the series since I fell like this is being too drawn out and I don't feel like boring you guys anymore. Also, I'm warning you guys ahead of time that I won't be giving you guys a chapter next week, but after that week I'll make sure to give you guys an extra long chapter.]

(Chapter 19)

(Ven POV)

We're going to be doing a long recap of what's happened over the years.

—--

These last few years have been chaotic for me today at least.

Megatron and I had ended up having a multitude of arguments just so that we could come up with an agreement with the treatment of the troops and I've nearly come just an inch closer to death every time. He was very stubborn and hellbent on his continuous mistreatment, which, many of you coils already tell, pissed me off. I've had to talk to him a multitude of times to not do as he used to do, which was mistreating his troops.

Everyone was surprised that Megatron was sharing a position with me, which was understandable since, I too, would be shocked at the fact that such a bloodthirsty maniac was sharing a position with a life form that was seen as relatively weak.

Together, me and Megatron worked on different things together. I had insisted that we worked on the troops first and then we could move on. It took some convincing, but we got straight to it on the same day.

Other than that, I finished up my suite in the second year of me being in this world. It came out perfectly and I was damn near in tears when I first tried it out. Everything was working perfectly and nothing seemed to be malfunctioning when I thoroughly skimmed through everything. I had even added on some things that might be useful to me in the future, which I'm pretty sure that I will need. I'll let those be a surprise though. Don't want to spoil anything.

Me and Starscream also started hanging out more and we ended up getting closer, friendship wise mind you. I don't plan on getting it on with any of these mechs like that. Hell naw. Even if I did, I'd still not be interested. I'd like to keep my innocence, thank you very much.

Starscream and I would exchange advice to one another, talking about life, and learning new things about one another. I could also proudly say that Starscream has also gotten the respect that he has always desired. He doesn't even get abused anymore either (I got on Megatron's ass about that. I ain't bout to have my friend be abused if I could do anything about it). He stands taller, more proud, and more confident. His troops now always have something positive to say about him and Megatron doesn't always disregard him as he used to do. Starscream thanked me a whole lot when he realized that Megatron wasn't as ruthless as he used to be.

I've even gotten closer to Knockout and Breakdown. Those two have been sort of like my older brothers in that regard. I never expected to feel like a younger sibling, and I don't know how to feel about that, but still, I'm grateful to be around them. They made me feel special sometimes when they would come to me, giving their concerns when something would happen and I was around.

I even got to know Soundwave some, but he's still very mysterious even when I know shit about him. I had introduced him to some video games, curious to see if he was interested in them , and I was kinda excited to know that he does indeed like video games. He's kicked my ass on a lot of occasions and he often comes to me when he wants to try a different game.

The troops have gotten more lively, more bright. They express himself more now that Megatron doesn't mistreat them and I help them out a whole bunch with anything that they might need. I've taken to wandering through the vents as my shortcuts more often since I always check up on them, watching them quietly from the vents to see if anything changed or if something went wrong, but I'm happy to admit that while I was stalking everything has been going great. Perfect even.

I mean everything is as perfect as it could be, but the war was still raging, and in those few months out of the past years, it was quite hectic.

The Nemesis was nearly shot down a couple times and the Autobots for some odd reason would storm the ship, obviously looking for something, or more accurately, someone. I knew that they were looking for me, but I was successful in dodging them every time. My fat ass got quite the workout during those times. Nearly passed out a few times too. My asthma wasn't helping with anything either.

My anatomy has also drastically changed as well. I've grown from my short stature of 5'4 to a surprising height of 5'11 over the years. I know. Very fuckin' weird. I was not expecting it and I've had to change the size of my suit a multitude of times just so that I could fit it. I've also grown stronger. I remember mentioning that I could jump off of high heights without harming myself, now, I could punch whole ass dents in the walls. Mind you, these walls are made of Cybertronian metal, so I've grown pretty fuckin' strong. The dents are pretty big too.

Also, if anyone remembers, I've still got my Cybertronian signal too. It's gotten more stronger and I now have an emp field that is supposedly like a bubble around me that if you're close enough, you could sense my feelings. This only applies to Cybertronians, so every mech on this ship could tell what I'm feeling if I'm standing close enough to them.

Enough of that though. I can also say that my bones are now entirely made of Cybertronian alloy, so I can guarantee you all that my fat self gained weight. I can tell you all now that I nearly had a goodman heart attack (I should be saying spark attack now since I'm pretty sure that I now have a spark) when one of the Vehicons commented that I was heavier than usual. I was kinda offended, but then I remembered that I was either getting fatter, or I was just changing again, so I didn't say anything about it and just left it alone.

I can also say that through the years I have grown a relationship with the Vehicons. I've gotten closer to them and told them, more like encouraging them to take on nomes. It would actually be easier on everyone else if they did, and it would seem less cruel if they held their own identities. I didn't like the fact that all the Vehicons had a code and not a name. It upset me from the moment that they had just LETTERs and NUMBERS that separated them from each other.

Other than all that, everythings been going great too since Megatron left for three years. We've been on the down low since then and I've upped my planning game. I've even asked Starscream if he could teach me how to fight since I wanted to be fully prepared. I wasn't taking any chances and I mean none. I also want a way to defend myself if I didn't have my suit on me. It was a good thing that I did that too since I was fully prepared to take down MECH. Don't play wit me.

—--

I was in my room, on my computer, listening in on a conversation that I had heard and watched multiple times in the past when I was still in my world. I was planning on hacking into Cliffjumpers comm. unit so that I could warn him to turn around. I didn't feel like arguing with Starscream to let him go if Cliffjumper did get caught like in the series, and this would just give him a better chance at living too.

I'm typing a few keys and I made a triumphant sound as I was able to fully intercept into the conversation between Cliffjumper and Arcee.

"So there I am, on the lookout, when out of nowhere, these high beams light up my rearview, and that's when it hits me … I'm illegally parked!"

I snorted softly in amusement at his voice and I couldn't help but to smile at the sound of Cliffjumpers voice. I was actually happy to hear his voice since I knew that I had the power to save him from his inevitable death.

I perked up slightly when I heard the amused voice of Arcee over the comm. Unit.

"Another parking ticket?"

You could practically hear the eyeroll in her voice when she spoke, but Cliffjumper responded with another familiar line.

"Better! The boot."

I let out a small chuckle at the sound of his dramatics. Never gets old.

"Big metal clamp, impossible to remove."

Arcee, the ever wonderful femme that she is, goes along with it.

"Bingo! So the law enforcement do their thing and I let them get all the way down the block. That's when I kick off my new shiny shoe and BANG!"

Cloffjumper continues to exaggerate his escape from the law enforcement and the boot with Arcee and I shake my head with a smile on my face. I'm really excited to save Cliffjumper now since I know for sure that everything will be kind of easier for everyone now. I never did like how Cliffjumper was killed in the beginning of the series. I was shocked when I first witnessed his death and I don't feel like seeing it again.

I snapped back to reality at the sound of Arcees amused voice.

"New York's finest soils themselves."

I listened to the sound of Cliffjumoers laugh for a moment before he too spoke again.

"You know me Arcee! You mess with Cliffjumper…"

Arcee finishes Cliffjumpers sentence, once again sounding like she's rolling her optics and smiling.

"-And you get the horns."

Cliffjumper laughed heartily and you could practically hear that beaming smile of his over the speaker of the computer. This interaction alone makes me want to meet the happy red mech. I could practically feel his positivity.

Arcee's voice once again breaks me out of my thoughts.

"Not sure how that complies with the Autobot rule number one: Keep a low profile."

Arcee's tone now sounds deadpanned as she spoke.

"What can I say? Patrolling for energon out here in dullsview gets lonesome."

I could hear Cliffjumper sigh and speak with a dull tone as he continued to speak to Arcee through the comm. unit.

"Almost makes me miss the Decepticons."

Bro really jinxed himself with that sentence, not gonna lie. Arcee then spoke up again.

"Like Jasper Nevada's a party?"

Arcee sounded amused but then her tone quickly switched to a more gloomy, but soft tone.

"We're really alone wherever we travel on this rock Cliff."

This got kinda depressing quickly. I hope that they wrap this up quickly so that i could hurry up and save this guy.

Cliffjumper stayed quiet for a moment before a beeping sound went off. This just made me quickly prepare to converse with Cliffjumper. I just needed to press a button on one of my computer keys and I'll be able to warn him about incoming danger.

"I'm getting a signal."

Arcee immediately replies.

"Need any backup?"

Cloffjumper, again, chuckles and responds.

"Do I ever need backup?"

Yes. Yes you do. You needed it last time and you probably won't need it now since you won't be going to where the signal is leading you.

Arcee's and Cliffjumper's conversion ends there and I press a button.

"I wouldn't follow that signal if I were you buddy."

The silence was slightly tense after I spoke and I almost felt Cliffjumper hesitate to speak, but he eventually did.

"Who are you."

This wasn't a question. It was more of a demand and he was being slightly forceful, which was understandable since a stranger just hacked into his comm. unit and is speaking to him.

"A potential friend. But seriously, don't follow that signal. There's a whole bunch of Con's that'll meet you there, more than you can handle."

I was once again met with a tense silence and I could tell he was debating with himself if he should take my warning or not.

"Why should I trust you?"

I almost wanted to shrug at that even though I knew he wouldn't see me.

"You don't have to, but if you look to the distance of where you are, you'll more than likely see the Nemesis out in the distance and getting closer by the second."

I was again met by silence. I heard a sigh and the sound of his wheels breaking, screeching on the pavement.

"Do I get some of your trust now?"

I heard another sigh, this time louder and more exasperated.

"Fine … and thanks."

I snorted and I smiled at the screen of my computer.

"You're welcome bud. Also, tell your buddies I said hey."

With another press of my computer keys I hung up on him.

—--

(With Cliffjumper)

Clffjumper felt baffled at what just occurred and continued to be baffled as he made his way into base after he called for an emergency groundbridge.

When He walked into base Ratchet looked at him with some puzzlement and spoke with a slightly confused tone.

"Cliffjumper? What happened?"

Cliffjumper just shrugged and shook his helm, still confused about earlier.

"I don't even know myself docbot."

Ratchet scowled and huffed before he spoke in a tone that suggested that he was no longer confused, but now more irritated.

"Don't call me that."

[That's that. I worked slightly overtime for this one since I didn't exactly know what to type down for this, but I got stuff together. Hope you guys like it!]