#IStandWithOrlando.

This chapter is a dedication and it's also a part of the story.

Do not let fear over run your life. Whether it be as simple as a bug or as big as jumping out of a plane, trust yourself that you can over come it.

Onwards~

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Winterbloom woke up that one fateful morning to a sore back. "Ugh." She groaned getting up from the berth to stretch.

The house was quiet for once. The sparklings weren't running around squealing in joy and happiness, and all the neighbors had retreated back to their homes. Silently, Winterbloom walked down the hall and peeked into the sparklings room.

A smile slipped on her face, not only were both sparkling in the same berth, but Blurr was curled up in a tight ball by Soundwave's side.

'What could go wrong?' Winterbloom walked in to the kitchen to grab her morning Energon and turned on the broad casting device (TV)

However, she wasn't prepared for what was to flash across the screen.

"From the City State of Vos, we come to you live, where an attack ravaged this newly rebuilt city."

Winterblooms spark suddenly ached and her glossa felt thick in her mouth.

"The Energon exchange building located in the center for this seeker city, was attacked by an unknown group. 89 Cybertronian seekers have been pronounced offlined and many more critically injured."

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"Soundwave, Soundwave wake up." Blurr tugged at his older brothers armor.

"What?" The purple sparkling glared, unhappy to be aroused from recharge so early in the morning.

"Somethings not right... mother is very upset.... can't you feel it?" Blurrs big blue optics shimmered with unsheathed tears.

Sighing, Soundwave got up and led the way into the darkened living room where their mother was sitting on the couch, looking at the broad casting system.

"We have just received new information that the attacker was none other than a bounty hunter. A seeker that worked in the building explained what she had seen."

Blurr and Soundwave stayed at the corner of the wall behind the couch, optics wide.

"There was this... this bot... and he just charged into the building, ripping all of us apart."

"During this, did he happen to say anything?"

"He said..... that our species should have never mixed. That Primus has betrayed us... and that our creators are coming to destroy us all."

Soundwave narrowed his optics but looked to Blurr. His smaller sibling gripped his slim servo tightly.... "S-Soundwave..... What does she mean?"

"Unclear...." His answer didn't seem to help any.... "but .... I will investigate more on this." (Soundwave, you smartie.)

Quickly the sparklings ran back to their room when their mother turned off the news.

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Later in the day.

Winterbloom held both Soundwave's and Blurr's servos as they stood in the massive crowd of Cybertronians at the center of Vos.

"Mother, lift us up please." Blurr asked and Winterbloom hauled both sparklings onto her hips so they could see better.

Most of the planet gathered at the building in Vos where the attack happened. And before them all, stood Optimus Prime and Megatron. Two powerful leaders who would address the planet with their sympathies and condolences.

"This is a sorrowful day for all of Cybertron. To think that such a planet was destroyed by civil war, yet rebuilt in only 7,000 years, has witness it's first, major act of violence." Optimus's voice rang out across the world, harmonizing with its people. "For such a thing to happen, when we have reached peace is unjust. But do not let this event frighten you, or send fear and doubt into your sparks. The fallen comrades here within Vos shall never be forgotten, for they live on within our memories, and as long as we remember.... they will never die."

Winterblooms optics widened as a tear fell down her face, much like those around her.

"For the families of the victims, my sympathies go out to you. Rest assured, this menace will see justice." Optimus stepped back as Megatron stepped up before the microphone.

Winterbloom felt the crowd shift with unease and doubt, but they didn't protest or fear the ex-warlord, because Optimus Prime didn't, and that gave them enough encouragement to trust him as well.

"Citizens of Vos...." Megatron boomed. "It is to the utmost horror, that someone has done such an act in a city I once grew up in. Vos is a City State of the seekers who do not act on violence at the first sighting. Who would rather embrace the thoughts of peace, and move along the skies freely."

A handful of seekers in the crowed cheered. "I know that I have destroyed millions of bots." Everyone drew silent again, waiting. "But those days are over... this day, I promise you, the citizens of Vos, the victims and the families of their fallen sons, daughters, sires and carriers... that I, commander Megatron of Cybertron, will find this bot and see to it that he will fear to even set foot upon our planet ever again!" Megatron roared his promise to the planet. To its people, to everyone.

The crowd roared their anger, their pain and fury along with him while Optimus watched. Knowing that this was a fight better left in someone else's hands; who could bring the citizens together for a cause such as this. The ex leader of the Decepticons had a way with persuading the hurt and broken. In the past, he was manipulative and deceiving. However, now, he was anything but.

Optimus could see how much he valued his people, the seekers and everyone else. Finally, after many years of war, Megatron has still walked his path he dreamt long ago, just a less bloodier, and darker one.

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"Mother.... why are there so many flowers here?" Blurr asked as they stood before the side of the Energon Trading building. The victims names were engraved to its side, for ever a memory in the walls where they worked.

"Because.... its....." Winterbloom gently placed the Crystal flowers on the ground like the thousands of others before her.

"It's hard to explain" a mechs voice softly began. "but the flowers are beautiful, along with an innocent soul and spark. Their white petals symbolized their spirit and the potential they had to do anything... much like a white canvass..." A giant white and gold bot stood next to Winterbloom, placing flowers against the wall as well.

Soundwave watched with curious optics, the mech that gave him Laserbeak, was suddenly before him again.

"Did you know any of them?" Winterbloom asked softly. She could hear many sobbing femmes around her as they too, placed flowers down for their loved ones, or simply to pay their respects.

The strange mech nodded, "You could say..... I knew them all."

Winterblooms optics widened. Slowly she reached over and wrapped her arms around the stranger. "I'm sorry...." she hitched in ventilations.

"Do not be sorry.... embrace the life they lived and remember them for who, and what they were." The mech said, embracing Winterbloom tighter.

Tears came from her optics as they departed, Soundwave and Blurr holding her servos in silence.

By the end of the day, more than 3 million Cybertronians traveled to Vos to pay their respects and more than 1 billion flowers were laid on the streets before the Energon Trading building.

It was the first time in the newer Cybertronian history, that the planet came together, as one.

With Megatrons pledge and Optimus's strong and leveled- caring and understanding self in power, the planet would find the one responsible for this act of terror.

And maybe, the Cybertronian race could rest once more, for a brief moment of peace.

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Blurr and Soundwave laid in their mothers arms in her room. Today has sent a sense of doubt within all of them.

Winterbloom thought about the victims and thought about the bot who could do something like that. 'Why would someone want to disrupt the peace everyone had?' It made no sense to the femme.

"Mother...." Blurr whimpered.

"Yes" Winterbloom looked to her right arm, holding her blue sparkling. "W-will this ever happen to you?"

Soundwave looked up to her as well. "Disappear?..."

Time stilled and Winterblooms spark froze. Her sparklings.... feared that she was to die. How do you tell someone something like this. That at one point in time, she'd be taken away from them.

With two innocent pairs of optics staring at her, Winterbloom pulled them close to her. "No, nothing like that will ever happen to me." She whispered into their audio receptors, "I'll be with you both, forever."

Kissing their helms, the trio fell asleep into a fitful recharge.

Next chapter!.....Why does Lightlance (aka, Primus) keep appearing? And why does Winterbloom feel so comfortable around him?

Blurr has a rival? Lol xD