There, standing right in front me, was my character that I refused to gain as an ally. Nex. His back was turned to me as I was frozen with surprise. Really?! I wanted to go to the Alternate dimension! Not here! The silver, purple dark grey mech then turned his head to see me, squinting his glowing purple optics.

"I have been expecting you." Nex said, his voice was deep and menacing.

"Oh have you? Do you know why I'm here?" I cross my arms.

"I certainly do, you require assistance for your little rescue mission. But, you did not send yourself here. Someone else has." He turned himself to face me.

Primus.

"Where's your cane?" I ask, keeping my optics on him.

"You have not designed it yet. I know that you don't necessarily desire to have me among your band of miscreants, but little do you know that you truly need me." Nex would surely be smirking if he had a mouth beneath his face guard.

"Give me one GOOD reason why I should allow you to help me save my family." I growled.

"I am a former Quintesson, I knew Quintessa quite well according to my background information that you conjured. I also can assist in complicated coding processing, therefore making your STAR program more efficient." Nex argued.

He made a valid point. I created him to be the Albert Einstein of Cybertronians, well in his and Springlocks Story. Nex isn't "all-powerful" like some people make their characters, he just wanted to pursue his scientific endeavors. I also made him to be very deceptive, psychotic, and unpredictable. But unfortunately other than Primus, he knows Quintessa better than I do. I sighed.

"It would seem I have no other choice, do I?" I say.

"I'm afraid not. Now, your King awaits your awakening." Nex then vanished into thin air.

Wait, what the hell does he mean by that?

My optics snapped open to see Predaking looking down at me, worry filling his optics. The others looked concerned as well, I noticed that I was laying upon broken concrete.

"What...what happened?" I asked and sat up.

"You seemed to have powered down temporarily at the sight of this area." Predaking helped me stand.

At first I was confused, but then I took a look around. It was the base where I stayed with the Autobots, emphasis on WAS. The base now is a smoldering mess of steel and concrete, like it was bombed or attacked in an air raid.

"What is this place anyway?" The Ink Demon asked.

"This...This was where I stayed during my month away from home. My Autobot friends lived here and went on missions every now and then, Optimus leading them. But...Now they're all gone..." I looked down.

"I find that to be implausible. If there were to be Autobots crushed by debris, their cadavers would still be here as well as signs of struggle. Which there are none." Preda said while gesturing at the area.

I looked around, Predaking was right! No Autobot bodies crushed beneath the rubble, nor signs of rubble being moved. I began to walk among the rubble for anything that could be useful.

*Ik It short but it's all I got atm*