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Megatron

Aircraft filled the sky. Jets, helicopters and alien craft all traveled as one. Led by Megatron himself, they were all heading to the exact same place– the split in Earth's surface. 

="To all Decepticons: Stay vigilant. I have no doubt that Unicron is awaiting our arrival. Beware of dark energon exposure."= 

All voiced their understanding in unison as the hum of their engines escalated. They were closing in on their target. This would be one of the largest threats they ever had to face: to take down a god of destruction. Yet Megatron of Tarn had another mission– finding (Y/N) and learning what had happened to her. Then, even more importantly, find a way to get you back. 

They banked to the left, cutting streaks through the clouds. The Decepticons prepared for war. Unicron did the same. 

The ground erupted. Violet smoke rose as energon veins leaked the blood of Unicron. 

"Followers of Primus! Prepare to be eradicated! And to you, Megatron, I give the worst blighting!" 

From the smoke and rock emerged a warrior. 

Megatron somehow knew he had found you. 

Starscream 

They had done a full scan of the area, mapped out the inner construction of the old lab and even took radiation readings. Starscream, having been a scientist in a past life, looked all readings over. There was hope. He could get you back safely. 

"This better not be a trap Starscream…"

Said mech sighed. Of course the Autobots had doubts, but Smokescreen was the fifth to use that same warning on him. Perhaps Ratchet shouldn't have sent backup. 

"We all know my word means frag to you, but I shall give it to you anyway." With a sharp turn he looked at the young grounder. Speaking hard enough for the other four to hear him as well, he  stood up from his crouching position. His wings were held high as looked at each. "I am not here to play games, or try to trick anyone. I am here because I fragged up and am trying to fix it all. If you have doubts, then leave, but know that I am not running away– not like I usually do." Starscream went back into crouching position, not caring how they perceive him. 

Ironhide was the first to join him, followed by Nautica, First Aid, Bulkhead and Smokescreen. "Lead the way, Commander." The others nodded.

The air commander smiled. 

Soundwave

*"We are almost there."* 

A wave of encouragement was sent through the bond by those back home. 

Soundwave returned it. Soon after Ratbat's joy could be felt. "Where do we go from coordinates 15°19'17'' ?" 

*"West for three clicks, then farther south. There should be an island with a mountain range surrounding the border."* 

Soundwave did exactly as Lazerbeak said, banking left. 

Ravage, in cassette form, started to vibrate as he became uncomfortable.*"I take it we will go in with stealth?"* 

"Though that is our usual strategy, Ravage, we may need to adapt. Arachnid will expect us to try sneaking in." 

*"Understood."*

Far below, a small row of mountains appeared from the ocean's mist. Something tugged at Soundwave's spark. Somewhere down there, amongst the mist, mountains, forests and tunnels was the one femme he loved most, but just as is, the femme he despised most. 

*"There is an abandoned string of tunnels to the north. I used them to escape."* 

"Thank you Lazerbeak," Soundwave landed and hid in some trees to scan the island. "Now get some rest. You have done well." He stroked a servo over his creations still- bruised body. 

"Ravage: Eject."

Knockout 

Some lower ranked troops saluted as Knockout passed them. He gave a brief nod, not putting much effort into it. He rather directed it to searching for any clues of a secret lab that only Scalpel could possibly know of. 

If he could find it, he could find you (and hopefully not Scalpel). His mission took him to places on the ship that he never knew existed. Some of the residents of this side noticed the sudden presence of the doctor, but didn't exactly react upon it. 

Knockout tried acting casual as he peeked around another corner. A few curious optics looked at him then quickly away. The mech didn't quite seem to notice, and continued to calmly shuffle over the floor. 

"Oh! I didn't know we had one of those…" He stopped by the open door of a massive planetarium-esqe room. For a small while he found himself staring at the many holographic stars and galaxies. His optics immediately found the familiar ones, but there was one very strange looking one. It was peculior enough for the mech to investigate. 

"Last I checked, there are no door constellations." He dragged his palm over the surface, making the entire thing shift and give way. On the other side was a lab. 

Breakdown

It was reckless, he knew, but there was no other way. He had no resources, no allies but three vehicons and no way of tracking you. 

Breakdown switched off his spark signature concealer and went for a jolly ride along the edge of the perimeter of the coordinates that Silas gave him, hoping to gain their attention. 

And so he did. 

"Ah! Breakdown, were the coordinates not clear? You are a few clicks off." 

A message was sent to Steve and the others to get ready. The mech transformed. "Oh, I know. Now you listen here Earth-scum. You're going to bring (Y/N) here and I'm going to take her home." 

"Now now, you are in no position to make requests." 

"I'm not? Well, how about this: you don't comply and a few friends of mine release some scraplets into your hideout. Heh! Good luck trying to save your cybermatter." 

There was a moment of silence as the M.E.C.H leader thought the situation over.

"You'll have to fight for her." 

Breakdown scoffed. "I figured as much. You have ten clicks." 

"You must know, Breakdown, that she is much more of a fighter than you are." 

"What..?" 

Silas went offline, breaking all further contact until what will definitely be a fight.

Predaking

Predaking could not believe it. He had stood so close. There was nothing there at the time. You were not there at the time.

And yet the evidence was laid out before him.  The destroyed greenery, the affirmation of a ship in landing, covered the area. Amongst it one pair of pedesteps and two scents: one Cybertronian and the other a very distinct human smell. 

"(Y/N)..."

His wings took him up over the treeline and into a clearing. This was sadly where the trail ceased. Once Preda was certain that there were no other signs to sniff out, he transformed back into bipedal form. A small creek was off to the distance. The mech decided to go for a walk to clear his processor and think of a plan 

By then, the sun had already sunk away and allowed the moon her rightful place in the evening sky. The low hanging trees touched the calm water with long, skinny appendages, cutting streaks into it. Water shrubbery lined the banks as dark rocks shimmered in the dim light. 

Somewhere amongst the ripples, toads and frogs sang their nightly song. Predaking immediately thinks back to your time at the zoo. You had told him that it was a way for them to call their mates. 

Yet… if he called, his mate would not come. 

If only he saw the glowing (E/C) lights glowing amongst the fireflies.