..Main control center..

..Sentinel and Kup..

     Kup’s optics were looking down at the control panels similar to ones that he had seen on spaceships during his younger days of exploring a few planets with his friends and buddies  many stellar cycles before the Great War began.The old timers optics gazed towards the window shield covering the ships front, then to the seats perfect for bots to sit in and guide the ship safely for a good landing point. These resemble the Great War’s space crafts monitor's. Kup thought, trailing his servo onto the light gray surface. “So Sentinel, did you really order this to be built?”

    “I will say it once and I will say it again, yes.” Sentinel response. “I ordered the ship for Optimus about three orbital cycles ago.”

    “What planet were the group exploring?” Kup said; he wanted to know where they had lost Elita One,He had not heard where she had gone missing five stellar cycles ago, and all Kup knew Elita vanished without a trace while with Optimus.    

“Akalo.”Sentinel said; turning on the big computer and inserts a round disk into the computer drive,then the  whole window shield becomes covered by a not-too-bright-map-screen. A large yellow circle object was in the center, eight planets in it’s rotation,and rocky materials acting as an ring blocker to more other planets.“The Allsparks signature popped up the radar  as it was falling through the atmosphere of well known planet called Earth. Once the Allspark crash landed, it sent out a beam of energy back to Cybertron and we think after the Allspark landed, it sent out a wave of power all over the planet.Therefor, we have reasoned to believe Decepticons would want to get their servos on it and obtain it.”

    “What a weird coincidence.” The old cybertronian said rubbing his chin. “We had transported the Pretender to Earth and then a thousand stellar cycles later, we are going to the planet for the first time.” The flat bed truck nods with his head turned towards Kup.

    “Did you pack?” Sentinel said. “We probably might not return.”

    “Yes, I have.’” The Cy-gar sucking mech response. “Your gut telling you something is going to happen?”

    “I get the feeling that sometime in the far future, somebot might offline,and a possibility of not actually coming back.” Sentinel said, turning his body towards Kup and from the screen. “Who knows what we will uncover on the planet.We could maybe find out cybertronians did live on the planet and grow,learn,defend,protect and make some enemies.”

    “Plausible. I have heard rumors about transmissions originating from the planet back in the younger solar cycles of Cybertron. I never believed those rumors.” The older timer said.

    Sentinel walks over to the main seat, there were options on the left hand side to either start the ship then launch into space or active the ships weapons for defensive fire between ships. “You know, we might have a great time through this entire adventure.” The prime shares before he presses the launch option and the ship’s landing gear comes up including the wing staircase entrance retracted up after the doors had closed off.

Ironhide and Hot Shot were hanging onto the ships rails to keep themselves from falling by the force of gravity, Fleetdusk  held her grip tightly on one of the med bay berths, however the femme lets go then into the pile of packages that she had brought on board the ship from her own apartment.

::Sentinel!:: All three bots yell through their comnlink in angry tones of not being told before the launch.

::Relax, we just lifted off into space.::

::Could you please tell us next time?::

::Sure,Fleetdusk.”

 Dusk takes her fingers off the maroon audio receiver after ending the connection to Sentinel and the two friends still on the comnlink.The medic looks to the messy medbay which once seemed perfectly clean and prepped for an new bot to take responsibility of the room. She shook her helm sighing heavily,the Autobot shifts her position to the wall behind her.  Wait that is not just a wall, it’s a door! The femme realizes, bringing herself up and places her servo onto the door for it open. The Autobot stumbles into the room followed by several of her suitcases crowded around her. Dusk gets up again and looks around the room.

“Another room?” Fleet says, flipping on the light switch.

    Inside of the room was a berth with a nightstand beside it,and nearly completly empty. Fleetdusk turns her optics towards the right hand side of the apartment,and spots a gray rusted old door.

I’ll check the door after I unpack, She thought,bringing in her packages into the room.

Then Fleetdusk gently presses her index finger on the suitcases top. The package became wider and the lid split apart with noises strongly matching sounds made from Transformers transformation sequence. The object crawls ton the left hand side of the room and becomes an flat cybertronian table covered by photographs dating various places,stellar cycles,solar cycles,and sparkling hoods of Fleetdusk life cycle. She does the same for two of her suitcases,one went into the medbay, and the other became a metal book case filled of widely different objects related directly for good times.

    “Now, I will go check  the next door.’” Fleetdusk says out loud ,heading towards the light gray square wall not part of her new room- but would lead to a different apartment built inside Eliarrachi One. She walks through the door way and into a older room. “A half built shell?!” She gasps backing away one step from the light shining in to reveal  in the center of the room a flat bed table with a transformer body shell carelessly and not completely built lain on the slab.

 ::Fleetdusk to Sentinel:

    ::What is it? You just called back five cycles ago.::

    ::I found a shell,and I now think the ship is not new but old.::

    ::What makes you think this?::

    ::I found a half complete shell in a forgotten old room built beside mine.::

Hot Shot was completely shocked over the uncompleted Transformer shell structured somewhat of a ninja bot. police sirens could be spotted on the top of his robotic red helmet partially noticed from lack of colors, the legs had holes around them, cybertronian shoulder frames were left out uncovered,arms only had empty molds of what the armor plating would of looked like,and there was no spark inside of the half built spark chamber.

“Why would anybot leave a empty shell here?” Kup said in a questioning tone. “This is got to be the first time of somebot finding an uncompleted shell on board a ship.”

“So a event like this has not occurred before?” Hot Shot says,taking a small step forward. 

“No.” Sentinel said to Hot Shot with his head turns towards him and directs his head towards the half built Transformer shell lain on the flat gray table. “I was not notified of a shell left in this room during the construction of this ship.”

“Tell us, who did you ask to construct Eliarrachi One?” Kup said,crossing his arms.

“The science bo-I mean the construction workers built it.”Sentinel said,rubbing the back of his helmet in a back and forth motion. “Dusk, do you think that you can get into the rooms computer system for any information?”

“I can.” Fleetdusk said,turning the computer and places her servos onto the keyboard. “Getting in will be quick.”

“Medics can hack into computers?” Hot Shot said.

“Expect the unexpected,Hot Shot.” Kup said to the speedster, while Dusk got the computer booted up and running. “Try thinking a bot in some rank could do unexpectedly.”

“Like a weapon specilatist out in a speed race?” The speedster response.

“Yes.” Kup says,nodding.

“Sentinel.” Fleetdusk starts to say,her finger tips back away from the keyboard. “This was started near to the end of the Great War,turns out, they were building the shell to help in the Great War.”

“Is there any records of the shell obtaining a name?” Sentinel said.

“Yes.” Fleetdusk says,turning to the group. “The shell was dubbed as Redsiren-for when they use the allspark to bring him to life-The cyberninja mech.”

Sentinel shifts his optics towards the unfinished shell. “Is there anything else about leaving the uncompleted shell in this ship for us to find?” The flat bed truck said,his optics turn away from the shell and return to the other cybertronians.

“Work on it halted exactly when the Allspark was thrown through a spacebridge.”  Dusk response, then turns back to the computer and enlarges the letters for all the Autobots in the room to see it all.

Shell retrieved from: Tronfall.

Former life force: Midreaper.

Planned name: Redsiren.

Vehicle mode: Cybertronian motorcycle.

    Armor color: Red and dark gray

    Skin color: gray

    Visor: Blue

    Redsiren will be taught on how to Transform once completed or if he somehow knows how to become his alternitive mode,the proccess of teaching to Transform would not be done.  His skills, ability, and  weapons  will be tested through out his training before sent into the battle field. Work has halted on the project from the Allsparks  disspearance.

    “I never would've thought Tronfall bringing Midreapers empty shell to the science bots.” Kup said. “They sure did a good job reconstructing the shell into a different mold, I don’t recognize it at all.”

    “You know Tronfall?” Sentinel said, curiously.

    “He’s Windfist’s brother.” Kup replied,with a tone that was slightly sympathetic.