"Sunny, you need to rest." Sideswipe tried to get through his brother's head. "I can't. Not with her out there. I just can't." He cried out. Sunstreaker walked towards the exit, getting ready to continue his search for Nichole. It had been a few days since she ran away. Everyone was out looking for her. They were losing places to look at this point. Lennox made it clear that if you weren't busy working, you were helping the search for Nichole. He himself was also worried for her safety. It was getting to the point that he felt the need to try and get ahold of Diesel. They may need him to help find her. "Sunny, please. She wouldn't want you to let yourself go like this." Sideswipe kept trying. "She's out there because of me. Its my fault she is missing." He looked out the doorway, staring into the rain that had begun to pour from the sky. "What exactly happened? What did you say to her that night?" Sideswipe questioned. He remembers his twin coming and shaking him violently awake, telling him that Nichole had run away, and they needed to find her. He remembers how scared his twin was, the look in his eye as he spoke about her. Frantic that he might never see her again.

"I told her that I love her." Sunstreaker whispered. It was just loud enough for Sides to hear. "It scared her. She freaked out. I tried to stop her from leaving. I couldn't stop telling her I love her and that she needed to hear it. Then she told me she doesn't believe in love. That it doesn't really exist. It broke my spark." His optics found his brothers. Hurt, desperation, helplessness shown. Sideswipe could feel his brother's emotions flooding though their bond. He wishes he had a way to help him. Stop the hurt that has been caused. "I mean what if something worse has happened to her. What if she's hurt or got caught or something." Sunstreaker continued to cry out. "She's a tough cookie. Nothing bad will happen to her. We all know she can fight and she can kill. She can take care of herself." Sides reasoned. Hoping it would help his throbbing spark.

"Where's Bumblebee?!?" Lennox's voice rang out throughout the hanger. "He's out looking with the triplets." Mirage answered as he pulled in. "He needs to get back. I just got something he needs to see. You all need to see." His tone was upsetting. Clearly something happened that wasn't good. "I guess I'm going to have to wait to leave. Maybe its something about Nichole." Sunstreaker wondered as he turned and walked towards the others. "What is it about?" Sideswipe asked. Lennox hesitated, like he wasn't sure what to say or how to say it. "It's about Nichole."

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Its dark, its cold and it smells. The ground is hard rock, the cell being built into the wall. Rotting flesh lays around the area. The corpses looking nothing like a human anymore, for they had been there much longer than she. The air was cold enough to see her breath. Goosebumps were raising on her skin. Her clothes torn apart from struggling against her captors. She sits against the rough wall, legs spread out in front of her, her hands laying loosely on her lap. Her sleepless eyes stare in front of her. Nothing in particular, just staring. She has only been here a few days, but time has no place here. The sun never shines deep within this cave. To her it feels as if she's been here for years. With nothing to do and no one to talk to, one wonders how she stays so calm. How she has yet to crack?

Large steps begin to shake the ground as they walked closer. Her hands go to her side, holding the floor, trying not to fall over. Her face never falters from her calm expression. Metal unsheathes and begins to clank against the bars of her cell. Glowing red eyes come into view, lighting up the sword that was being held by the former gladiator. She waits for him to speak, already knowing what he is going to say. The noise stops as he steps in view of her, his narrow eyes staring at her in anger. "You were supposed to die that day." His low raspy voice echoing throughout the cave. This was something different and it caught her attention. "So was your partner. I had been looking for him for quite some time. I needed him to begin my plan. I needed him dead, but somehow he still managed to live, as well as you did." His tone rose with interest as he spoke. Intriguing her more.

"If I'm supposed to be dead, why catch me instead of kill me?" Her throat burned as she spoke, from not being used in the past few days. "I have come to learn some fascinating information and I plan to use it to my advantage." He grinned an evil grin. A grin that would have scared anyone, but her, she wasn't fazed one bit. When she didn't flinch nor move, his grin disappeared. "Now it would be a wise idea to cooperate with me. I'd say, so you'd be able to see your friends again, but they will be dead by time we are done here." He looked away as he said this, but at the end he looked at her, as if waiting for something to happen. "It would be wise for you to understand that no matter how much you threaten and take away from me. I will never falter. You think your some powerful, tyrant. But your nothing but a power-hungry dictator." She finally stood and looked him in the eye.

"You humans are tiny and weak. All you do is destroy each other. Humans are such a primitive species." She smirked at his statement. "Isn't that what you and your species are doing? One fighting for power, to rule, the other fighting for peace. Though it doesn't really matter, because millions are dying in the process. It's the exact same! The only difference is species and how you fight. Either way death will always be there." She says grimly. "We are nothing alike!" He roars, slamming his fist into the rock. "Start looking at the big picture." "I, Megatron, am the big picture! You and all the other disgusting fleshies will bow down to me. That is the difference. I can crush you like a bug. Death, I'd say that's something to be scared of." He growled, she was getting to him and he didn't like it. "Death is imminent. It will always come, there is nothing to stop it. Whether its by your monster foot or time. By someone else's hand or your own. I am not scared of Death. I welcome it." She emphasized the last three words, making sure he heard her.

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"Optimus we are closing in on Cybertron." Ironhide announces from the controls on the flight deck. "There seems to be odd energy signals just a few kliks in front of us, but I don't see anything." Jazz reports from one of the monitors. Optimus and Diesel step up close to the front of the ship, looking out the large windows. Optimus has his arms crossed, face shield on and his optics squinting to find a clue of the odd signals. Then Diesel gasps. "Optimus we aren't alone out here." He states pointing to something. "What do you see?" Optimus asks, trying to see what Diesel sees. "There is a lone ship, its cloaking flickering every few seconds." The ship goes quiet, everyone staring intently at the area. A small flicker of a small gray ship is seen. "It's a trap!" The words roar out of Optimus's dermas just as they begun to get fired upon. The Decepticons were waiting for them, a whole fleet. They knew they were coming.

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"Its time to go, Fleshie." Megatron snarled as one of his cons opened the door to her cell. She stayed where she was, sitting against the rock wall, staring at nothing. Her eyes now sporting black rings around them from lack of sleep, flab had become more apparent on her arms, as she hasn't eaten a proper meal or worked out in what seemed like months. Though, it had only been another week. "It's a shame at how fast the body degenerates, especially human body's." He sneered at her. "Now get up, we have an appointment to keep." He snapped at first, then toned down to a more gentler tone and it did not make anything better. Her mind has been put reverted back to an old state, one she thought she would never be put in again. She refused to speak and refused to do anything. They continue to torture her, to get more information, but she won't say anything. They don't realize how much pain she can really take. The energon burns on her arm prove it.

"I said now!" His voice raucous, loud enough to cause pain in her head. She slowly got up, not for his benefit, but so she didn't have to listen to him speak anymore. "Would it hurt you to say please?" a rough coarse voice struggled harshly out of her throat. "She does still speak." He says sarcastically, a sly smirk forms on his face. Not a second after she stepped out of the frozen prison, she is scoped up by Megatron himself. He was the only one to handle her, to talk to her, to torture her. He had made it his mission to make her scream. He squeezed her hard as they walked away from her former prison cell. "You are so disgusting. Dirty, smelly." He complained. "Well if you gave me the right... amenities, like a... shower and a... toilet. Maybe I'd... smell a little... better." She struggled to say through hard breaths, still managing to shot the words at him. Not caring at all that he could kill her with one squeeze. All he did was growl back in response.

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"We ready to roll." Major Lennox asked Epps and Bumblebee. "Good to go." Epps answered. "Time to kick some ass!" Bumblebee answered with a little more flare. "Everybody in let's go." Lennox shouted then got in his truck as well. They were to follow Bumblebee and the Autobots. No one knew what they were up against, all they knew was it was a threat against Nichole and the Decepticons were involved. Given a specific area to go to. The goal was to get Nichole out and get back to base. Sideswipe was in charge of getting her straight to safety. As much as he would rather fight the Cons, he knew his brother would go into overdrive trying to get out of there and wouldn't make the best decisions. Sunstreaker wasn't happy, he was furious. He was ordered to stay back.

"Alright, everyone get in your positions." Lennox whispered through the radio. They reached an seemingly abandoned building and the whole area was silent. Not your nice sunny day kind of silent, letting the wind hit your face, but an eerie, creepy, captivating silence. Everyone's hair was standing on end, waiting. The humans stayed back, weapons at the ready. The Autobots transformed, Bumblebee leading the way. They stalked silently up to the building, weapons ready to hit their target. Bumblebee puts his back up to the side next to door, Mirage does the same on the other side. Listening in, Bumblebee waves for the triplets to brake the door down. Splinter of wood go flying around them. The triplets aim inside, ready to fire. Silence still crept over them. "Well this is Bullshit, there's no one here!" Not a second after Crosshairs spoke up, they were fired upon.