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By The Black Dragon Queen
Author’s Note: WOW! I didn’t mean to scare anyone! I was never planning on dropping this story, I just had a frustrated “Grr” moment. However THANK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT! –hugs- Wow! Moving on, I apologize as the chapters are short and un-edited. I had 7 pages out of 20 done when there was a problem with our electric fence and a family member thought the best way to solve the problem was to re-set the circuit breaker without warning the rest of the family! Four pages just GONE! So I apologize for the lateness and the rather drool chapters. However it's only 11:46 pm so it's still Monday! ;p
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Chapter One Hundred Sixty Three: Coming to Terms
Optimus wasn’t sure if he should be relieved that the names weren’t at all familiar or sorry for the two newcomers who still would not receive any clues to their companion’s fates from him. He looked behind him to see if anyone of his team showed even the slightest hint that they recognized the names but everyone else was busy looking at one another just as baffled as he was. Even the small group of ‘Cons were looking at the two newcomers completely lost.
“Who?” Ravage’s head tilted to the side utterly flummoxed.
Skyfire’s shoulders slumped while his companion instead straightened fully upright and glared at the larger mech with such fury. “Told you!” he hissed heatedly. “They’re dead.”
“We don’t know that!” Skyfire insisted even as he looked at each mech in turn, every one shook their heads at his inquisitive look. “They can’t be dead! I would know, wouldn’t I?”
“He’s right. We may not have heard of them but that doesn’t mean that they have perished,” Ratchet told Skyfire calmly, instantly recognizing the signs and trying to calm the mech before he overexerted himself.
“Yeah. I mean, isn’t it better that we haven’t heard of them?” Sunstreaker asked with a puzzled frown.
“Means we never fought them,” Sideswipe nodded in agreement.
“Unfortunately it also means that we still have no idea what has happened to them,” Skyfire said with a sigh.
“Be better to know the truth then left wondering, huh?” Jazz spoke sympathetically.
“Indeed,” Skyfire nodded. “There can still be hope.”
“Oh get it through your thick processor! Solarflare is dead!” Sunstorm snapped angrily as he whirled about and glared at his companion. “As is Astral! Do not delude yourself any further! They are gone just as Cybertron is!”
“There is still a chance!” Skyfire insisted.
“Oh don’t start this argument again! You saw him yourself in the streets of Tyger Pax,” Sunstorm hissed as he practically got right into Skyfire’s face glaring up at him. He only came to Skyfire’s shoulder but somehow he managed to glare down the other mech. “Right before it blew up and the buildings fell down around you!” he sneered. “You know as well as I that it would have been near impossible for him to have survived that destruction!”
“It’s possible he was pulled from the wreckages the same as myself!” Skyfire shouted back, startling the humans with the sudden bellow of his voice. “You know that there is a possibility same as I do!”
“You heard what the group that found you said!” Sunstorm shouted back just as heatedly. “You were the only mech they pulled out of that rubble still with a pulsing spark! It is only because of your unique size and harder plating that you even managed to escape alive!”
“But they could still be alive!” Skyfire shook his head, refusing to give in to what apparently was a long-standing argument.
“And yet neither one showed up at the spaceport during the final evacuation,” Sunstorm responded.
The two glared at one another as the others could only stare in surprise at the heated exchange. Optimus approached the two hesitantly and tried his best to subtlety have the two move apart from one another. “May we ask what happened?”
Skyfire glanced at the group watching them, almost as if he had forgotten they were even there. Sunstorm gave a snort as he moved away, ignoring the whole lot of them as Skyfire let out a sigh. “We were on our way to the shelters when the final attack on Tyger Pax happened,” he told them sadly. “We were separated during the battle. I had just spotted Solarflare on the street when…”
“When everything went to the pits,” Sunstorm shouted back over his shoulder.
Skyfire shot him a quick look but reluctantly nodded. “I woke up days later in an emergency ward in one of the few neutral zones just as they were bringing in Sunstorm here badly damaged.”
“And we haven’t seen our brothers since,” Sunstorm finished with a vague wave of his hand. “Not surprising since as I said, they’re dead.” Skyfire frowned at him but Sunstorm wasn’t even looking at his companion any more, looking out across the chilling waters instead.
“There is always hope,” Jazz spoke quietly.
“Hope doesn’t change the truth,” Sunstorm hissed.
“But what do we know as truth?” Skyfire muttered. Sunstorm sent him a dark look but said nothing.
“And you were separated?” Optimus asked as he tried to put the pieces together and get the two mechs back on topic.
Skyfire nodded. “We were searching for them when we heard that Megatron had begun recruiting any and all seekers to his cause.”
“And killing the one’s who didn’t,” Sunstorm added for good measure.
Rumble couldn’t stop himself from looking at his small partner at that point in time and wasn’t at all surprised to see the optics darker than that of his small mates as Megatron looked at the two mechs in question. He looked over at Rumble and the other mech tilted his head in askance. Rumble wasn’t sure if he should be more surprised that Megatron dipped his head in shame or sorry for him for having to live with the knowledge that he really did the things the Autobots were saying.
“So you think they might have been with the ‘Cons?” Ratchet questioned with a quick glance at the two larger ‘Cons.
“Don’t look at me,” Barricade huffed as he caught the medic’s glance. “Ask mister ‘inner circle’ here.”
Soundwave frowned but turned to the two newcomers. “I have never heard the names you speak of,” he stated flatly.
“Yeah, and we knew all the flyers,” Buzzsaw piped up.
“Out flew some of ‘em too,” Laserbeak chuckled. Sunstorm turned to stare at the two condors and both went very quiet under the piercing red gaze. Even Ravage moved even closer to the humans, not out of nervousness but as a precaution. There was something about the glare that was sent their way that was so familiar it was almost troublesome.
“That is not surprising however,” Skyfire shook his head and Sunstorm snorted as he turned back around once again.“I do not think that they would join Megatron’s cause.”
“Willingly,” Sunstorm contended.
“And so you’ve been looking for them ever since?” Prowl asked turning back to Skyfire.
“Since we were first separated. And even after we left Cybertron before the final end we never gave up the search,” Skyfire nodded. “We will not rest until we find them or at least finally learn what really happened to them.”
“That’s what I keep saying. They are both dead!” Sunstorm shouted as he whirled back around.
“He’s not dead!” Skyfire shouted forcefully, surprising his companion as well as the other mechs with the pure intense belief that was heard beneath the words. “My spark still calls for him! He has to be alive!”
“Not necessarily,” Prowl spoke sadly startling everyone there with the absolute sorrow that laced his usually calm and neutral voice. Prowl glanced over at Jazz before he turned back to Skyfire and gave him a sympathetic glance. “I had not known that my Star Chosen had died.”
Skyfire and Sunstorm just stared at the Autobot commander in shock by this sudden announcement. “Liar,” Sunstorm hissed furiously. “For you are not dead.”
“I nearly was,” Prowl spoke quietly as Jazz placed a hand on his arm in support. “The grief and hurt within my spark nearly sent me over the edge. My grip on reality, on sanity waned and I nearly destroyed myself.”
“And me!” Barricade called out from the back. Skyfire looked at the ‘Con baffled and Barricade turned to show his left side. “Hey, I still have the dents to prove it!”
“You better not!” Ratchet snapped at him.
“It’s an expression,” Barricade shouted back.
“You want a matching one?” Sunstreaker growled.
Barricade stared at the yellow Lamborghini before he glanced at Ratchet dubiously. “I thought we didn’t have hormones.”
“Must everything be a joke to you?” A voice whispered behind Barricade’s left shoulder and he turned surprised to see ‘Bee glaring at him.
“Must you Autobots be so depressing?” he countered instead. Bumblebee frowned but said no more.
Skyfire gave Barricade another long, confused look before deciding to ignore the strange conversation and turned to Prowl once more. “If it is not too personal, may I ask how you managed to survive the break?”
Prowl’s optics flicked before he looked at Jazz hesitantly. “Primus saw fit to return my partner to me,” he said with a small smile.
Dead silence from the mechs for nearly three whole minutes. “No one comes back from the dead,” Sunstorm drawled as if he were speaking to a sparkling after the long pause. “Even with my ultimate powers I can not bring anyone back from being dead.”
“Why do we attract all the crazies?” Barricade mock-whispered to Soundwave, ignoring the glares from the Autobots.
“Must be your personality,” Laserbeak snickered.
“Enough,” Optimus glared at the ‘Cons for a moment before he turned back to Sunstorm. “It’s complicated and quite a long story.”
“We have the time,” Skyfire insisted, his optics never leaving Prowl and Jazz. “And this is completely fascinating.”
“Scientists,” Ironhide huffed, ignoring Perceptor’s sharp glare.
“Well… we have a bit of an edge,” Jazz explained with a snicker.
“An edge?” Skyfire frowned but the mechs had already turned to look at Sam pointedly. Puzzled, Sunstorm and Skyfire looked at him too.
Sam blinked in shock as he found almost everyone was silently just staring at him. Surprising since, from what he could tell, they had been in a deep, intense discussion about… something. “What?” he asked as he looked over at Optimus with a worried frown. “Did you need me to do anything or… something?” He suddenly groaned as a thought occurred to him. “Do I need to speak to Primus again?”
“What does he know about Primus?” Skyfire whirled around to ask Optimus stunned as he instantly recognized the name of the Cybertronion God coming from the mouth of a odd small alien creature, ignoring Sam’s jaw dropping down in surprise as the mech pointed right in his direction, a look of stunned disbelief on his features.
“Ah, well… that…” Optimus shifted nervously.
“Sam and Jazz here are the only ones who can channel the last power from the remains of the All Spark and can speak to Primus,” Barricade drawled with a smirk. “Jazz because he was dead and Sam… Well, because he’s Sam.”
The two new mechs stared at him before Skyfire turned to Optimus. “What does he mean by ‘remains of the All Spark’?”
“Oh have we got a story for you,” Ironhide laughed as he slapped a hand on Skyfire’s arm. “Starting with the fact that the war is over. Megatron’s dead.” Both Jazz and Bumblebee suddenly had to choke back the urge to either laugh or groan respectively, Prowl giving Jazz a small curious glance while Barricade gave the yellow scout a not so subtle punch in the side.
“WHAT?” Both newcomers shouted in shock, ignoring everyone else completely.
“We encountered Megatron on this planet and engaged in battle with him,” Optimus began to explain.
“WHAT?”
“Needless to say, he lost,” Ratchet snickered.
“WHAT?”
“Why is it that no one ever believes us when we tell them this story?” Ironhide laughed. Ratchet and Jazz just shrugged.
“You defeated him?” Skyfire asked stunned as he looked at Optimus completely gob smacked. “How? How did you finally defeat the most devious enemy that had ever terrorized Cybertron in all of history?” There was a chocked noise from Frenzy but no one really noticed as they were all smirking.
“Actually, it wasn’t me,” Optimus smiled widely and once again he turned to Sam. He made a wide gesture towards the small human teenager. “It was him.”
Sam glared as he stared up at the mechs, his arms crossing over his chest in frustration. “Okay! Someone teach them English or start translating or something because all I’m getting is the word ‘what’ every five seconds.”
“Seriously,” Epps huffed as he bundled in his coat even further. “We’re completely lost and it’s too slagging cold out here!”
“Sorry,” Optimus chuckled.
“So…?” Will prompted. “Who are they?”
“Skyfire and Sunstorm,” Jazz told him with great enthusiasm.
“Wonderful,” Will huffed becoming more than a little frustrated. “Decepticons or Autobots or what?”
“Neutrals actually,” Ironhide snickered as he leaned down and allowed Will to climb up into his hand, shielding the small human from the wind with his other hand.
“Great…” Steve drawled from the ground as he looked about. “Anyone else have anything we could use to make a fire?”
“Sorry,” Optimus chuckled.
“What a strange language,” Skyfire frowned as he tried to decipher it himself.
“It’s called ‘English’ and is only one of multiple languages,” Perceptor smiled broadly
“Fascinating,” Skyfire said again.
“Don’t worry, we’ll help you learn it,” Ratchet smiled.
“Thank you… um…” Skyfire paused, at a bit of a loss.
“Ratchet.”
“Medic Ratchet,” Skyfire finished.
“And I’m Jazz,” Jazz smiled before repeating his name again in English. Prowl gave him a sideways glance and Jazz just smiled. “What? We can’t start to early.”
“Very good idea,” Optimus smiled at his friend. “We also have a few uploads for you to go over as well.”
“We would much appreciate that, thank you Optimus Prime,” Skyfire nodded.
“Just Optimus,” Optimus chuckled.
Skyfire’s head tilted in surprise. “Optimus.”
“Ironhide,” Ironhide grinned before he too repeated his name in English. The group went through the introductions and some even held out their hands to shake them.
“P-p-please to me-me-meet you,” Skyfire began haltingly a few moments after accepting the small info chip from Optimus.
“What a disgusting language,” Sunstorm stated with absolutely no problem at all as he went through the list of words that had been supplied to him. “What is a ‘Crikey’?”
“A crocodile,” Ironhide growled angrily. “And a pain in the aft.”
“The language still is absolute horrid,” Sunstorm huffed. “Not at all straightforward such as ours. How can there be more than one word for ‘weather’? Absolutely ridiculous.”
“Hey!” Epps frowned up at the mech.
“Careful,” Ravage drawled as he approached the humans. “He’s about two cards short of a full deck of cards if you know what I mean.”
“Cards?” Sunstorm frowned at the strange word.
“Ravage,” Soundwave said slowly in warning.
“What? It’s the truth,” Ravage gave a feline shrug.
Optimus chuckled. “And these are the humans. Starting with young Sam Witwicky, our liaison with the inhabitants of this planet.”
Skyfire stared down at the human and Sam almost took a step back when there was a large hand held out in front of him. With a sigh of relief, he stepped up into Optimus’ palm. It wasn’t quite as terrifying now that he could almost look the larger mech straight in the optic instead of being stared at from a figure looming above him. “How do you do,” he nodded and once more waved at newcomers.
“Mister Sam Witwicky,” Skyfire nodded, his optics still looking over Sam from top to bottom, cataloguing every inch of the boy. Skyfire almost reached out with a hand before he drew it back as Optimus pulled Sam back towards himself. “Sorry,” Skyfire said sincerely. “However my desire to study such a creature is a bit of a hard program to override.”
“What?” Sam asked baffled as he looked up at Skyfire puzzled.
“He’s a scientist,” Ironhide growled as if that would explain everything and Will had to bring up a hand to keep from laughing as he looked up at the completely dejected look on Ironhide’s face.
“Oh!” Sam blinked as it indeed did and he turned around a complete one hundred and eighty degrees for the mech to look him over. “Any questions?” he asked with a wide grin.
“Just one,” Sunstorm huffed as he quickly turned and made his way over, almost getting right into Optimus’ personal space to stare at the human. “How in the world was it you who defeated Megatron?”
Sam actually sighed. “Right, well. I suppose it was more the All Spark that did it as it was me.”
“What do you mean?” Skyfire asked curiously.
The boy shrugged. “Well it was all happening so fast and I had the All Spark and Megatron was chasing me for it-”
“He didn’t just shoot you?” Sunstorm asked in disbelief.
“He did have the All Spark,” Jazz injected.
“Right,” Sam nodded. “So I was trying to keep it from Megatron and Optimus said that if we couldn’t get away from Megatron then to keep him from getting his hands on the All Spark was to merge it into Optimus’ spark to destroy it once and for all and I figured ‘if Megatron wants it so bad, then he can have it’ and shoved the All Spark into exposed spark instead.”
“And that’s probably what drove out the ‘virus’,” Megatron spoke under his breath to Rumble beside him. Rumble just nodded in agreement. It made sense that was for sure.
Sunstorm meanwhile was staring at Optimus. “You were going to sacrifice yourself for the ‘greater good’?” he drawled disbelievingly. “What are you? An idiot?”
“That’s what I said!” Barricade called out cheerfully. “I’m starting to like that guy.”
Sunstorm shot the Mustang a calculating look before he turned back to Sam. “And so you defeated him?”
Sam blinked as he shrugged. “I suppose you can say that.”
“Fascinating,” Skyfire said yet again.
“Man you scientist types just absolutely love that word, don’t you?” Ironhide drawled.
“Please ignore him,” Perceptor frowned as he pointedly turned his back to Ironhide. “He’s one of those ‘if I don’t see it I don’t believe it’ types.”
“Ah,” Skyfire nodded in instant understanding.
“What’s wrong with that?” Ironhide frowned.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, highly… fascinating,” Sunstorm frowned before he turned back to Optimus and Sam. “So how is it that this creature can speak to Primus?”
“Was it due to the fact that he was holding onto the All Spark during its destruction?” Skyfire asked almost excitedly in scientific discovery.
Sam shuffled a bit nervously. “Well… not exactly.”
Skyfire frowned as he looked about to see if anyone could answer his many questions Sam’s statement had raised. “I do not understand.”
“It’s complicated,” Jazz sighed.
“What’s complicated?” Sunstorm huffed with a dismissive wave of his hand. “The All Spark was the only thing that could have saved Cybertron and this little… thing destroyed it to save his own tiny life.”
“Now that’s going too far!” Ironhide snapped furiously.
“Circumstances left us at a bit of a disadvantage,” Optimus spoke sternly. “Sam did what was necessary.”
“And left Cybertron to die and be destroyed!” Sunstorm hissed.
“That was certainly not his fault!” Ironhide growled.
“No, it wasn’t,” Optimus shook his head as he glared at the small jet. “There was no possible way for us to save Cybertron. Sam did what he did to save his own planet from suffering the same fate.”
“And it is completely understandable,” Skyfire nodded as he shot Sunstorm a quick glare. “Megatron had to be stopped. There is no denying that.” Sunstorm made a small noise but Skyfire ignored him as he turned to Sam once more. “I am more surprised that Primus would speak to this… Human?”
“Your guess is as good as mine,” Sam shrugged, surprising the two mechs.
“You mean he has not given you an explanation as to why?” Skyfire sounded stunned.
“Well… let’s just say that Primus isn’t at all what any of us had ever expected,” Jazz snickered.
Skyfire and Sunstorm looked at the silver mech puzzled before looking back at Sam confused. Sam just shrugged. “Primus is… intense, to say the least.”
“Well of course he is,” Skyfire agreed. “He is our God.”
“Err… that’s not what I meant,” Sam said sheepishly.
“For being our creator, you would think that he wouldn’t have let our home die like that,” Sunstorm growled.
“And yet it did,” Ratchet spoke sadly.
“That is the truth of it,” Optimus said with a long sigh as he turned back to the two. “Cybertron is long gone and there is nothing we nor anyone else can ever do to bring it back.”
“The only thing we can do now is move on with our lives,” Ironhide nodded. “It is the best thing we can do. Survive.”
“And we’re suppose to make a life here on this… planet?” Sunstorm hissed.
“For the moment,” Optimus nodded. “There is no means a plan to live here indefinably. However they have given us sanctuary for the time until a new suitable home is discovered for us.”
“Lucky us,” Sunstorm growled.
“We are by no means going to force you to stay,” Prowl told him with a small frown.
“However we would like you too,” Optimus added quickly. “You may stay here as long as you wish.”
“And we thank you Optimus Prime,” Skyfire spoke.
“Great!” Sunstorm drawled. “And just how long are we planning on staying on this… diminutive orb?”
“As I said, it is still unknown at this point,” Optimus smirked.
“Wonderful,” the new jet huffed.
“Would it be possible to thank the people of this planet for allowing us to stay?” Skyfire asked curiously. “I would be most honored.”
“Well here’s the thing,” Optimus began with a small, uneasy shift as he glanced at the other members of the First Team. “They don’t… know… about… us.”
Skyfire could only gaped as Sunstorm broke out into roars laughter.
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