I'm on the highway to hell

On the highway to hell

Highway to hell

I'm on the highway to hell

No stop signs

Speed limit

Nobody's gonna slow me down

Like a wheel

Gonna spin it

Nobody's gonna mess me around

Hey, Satan

Payin' my dues

Playin' in a rockin' band

Hey, mamma

Look at me

I'm on the way to the promised land

Highway To Hell - AC/DC

Dean leaned against Ratchet's alt mode as Hysteria sat on the plane. Even though it wasn't supposed to leave just yet. The Autobots were being loaded onto the other plane, leaving the humans with Prime. Hysteria was talking with herself as she sat under the net that held Optimus. People passing were giving her odd looks and completely ignoring her.

"I fear that losing the Prime has shattered her sanity." Dean nodded.

"I'm gonna have to agree with you." He turned, seeing one of the others driving Hysteria's 1973 Dodge Challenger into the plane and get out, causing Hysteria to lean around the corner. "She's got good taste in cars though." He stated.

Lennox walked out then and crossed his arms. "Change in plans. We're going to Egypt. First one to tell Galloway gets shot."

"Can't we just shoot Galloway?" Dean asked.

"I wish. Now let's move out!"

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A Few Hours Earlier

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Metallicar crossed her arms over her chest, glaring at Simmons. "And why am I the one who has to change my holoform into a little kid? Crossers is younger than me! Besides. I'm still injured!" She pointed to the weld in her side.

"Because no one can resist a cute little girl who got lost." Simmons offered. She grumbled in annoyance before sighing. Her form erupted in a shower of blue sparks, hiding her entirely. Once they vanished everyone looked down, seeing a little six year old with black hair and large blue eyes. She wore a white dress with black shoes, socks barely visible over the edge. Over her shoulder was the small bag Simmons had given her. Sam quickly dug out his phone and snapped a picture.

"Sam. You're going to die if Dean sees that picture." He shrugged.

"Nothing new." Simmons gave him a confused look before Metallicar rolled her eyes.

"Alright. Let's hit this." She turned and headed inside, ignoring the others. She took a deep breath and ran inside, forcing her holoform to cry. "Daddy!" She rushed between planes and calling the guards to her. This allowed them to get Sam and Mikeala inside so they could hide.

"Woah, easy there little girl." She looked up at the guard who blocked the door and sniffled.

"Have ya seen my Daddy?" He softened instantly and picked her up.

"Let's go see if he's up at the front desk." She nodded and hid her face in her shoulder. Her comm crackled and Crosshairs voice came over.

::Shock him.:: She raised the taser from Simmons and pressed it against the man's chest, back flipping away as he fell. She turned and shoved it back into the bag.

"I don't care what Simmons says. I'm keeping this thing." She muttered, walking up and looking outside. Crosshairs flashed his headlights, Bumblebee, Skids, Mudflap and Sunstreaker beside him. They all drove quietly around the side of the building as Metallicar turned, seeing Samuel and Mikeala. Simmons came in a moment later, dragging Leo behind him. Metallicar covered her face and turned away.

Sam walked up behind them, confused. "Dude. Why are your pants around your ankles?"

"We probably don't want to know." Metallicar crossed her arms.

"She's so adorable!" Everyone turned to look at Mikeala. "Sorry. I couldn't wait any longer. I had to say it."

"Let's just go already." Metallicar grumbled and walked back, Mikeala unleashing the little blue truck as Metallicar looked around.

A few moments later he came flying past her, making her chase him, her form returning to normal as she ran. "Metallicar. Disengage your holoform!" She nodded and it vanished, allowing her concentration to snap back to her alt mode. She gunned the engine and spun around to where her brother and the others were.

"Boys."

"Metallicar. You're in lead." She revved her engine in acknowledgement and they all turned at the sound of an explosion.

"What was that?" They all moved at the same moment, flying around the corner and weaving through planes.

"What do you want?" Metallicar spun to a stop and transformed, watching the jet while protecting the humans.

"Look, we just want to talk!" Samuel shouted.

"I've got no time to talk, I'm on a mission! I'm a mercenary doom-bringer!" He paused and looked around. "What planet am I on?" Metallicar choked out a laugh and he leveled a glare at her.

"Earth." Sam answered, stepping past his brother's car. The jet crouched down and looked at them.

"Earth? Terrible name for a planet. Might as well call it dirt, Planet Dirt." He looked at Metallicar. "Tell me, is that robot civil war still going on? Who's winning?"

"The Decepticons." He made a face and spat on the ground.

"Well, I changed sides to the Autobots." He spoke, holding himself upright.

"What do you mean, changed sides?" Metallicar relaxed and crossed her arms.

"It's a choice. It's an intensely personal decision. So much negativity... Who wants to live a life filled with hate?"

"You mean you don't have to work for those miserable freaking Decepticons?" The smallest bot perked up.

"If the Decepticons had their way, they'd destroy the whole universe!"

"Barricade changed sides. I don't see why others could not." Metallicar spoke up as the Decepticon rolled over to Mikeala.

"I'm changing sides. I'm changing sides too, Warrior Goddess!" Metallicar slapped her face with her servo as he hugged Mikeala's leg. "Who's your little Autobot?" Much to the horror of all watching he began moving.

"He's....." Metallicar trailed off.

"A little pervert?" Crosshairs offered, ignoring the small mech.

"Aww, you're cute." Mikeala smiled, not seeming bothered in the slightest by the Decepticon turned Autobot.

"Name's Wheelie. Yeah. Say my name, say my name." Wheelie grinned.

"What are you allowing to happen to your foot just now?"

"At least he's faithful, Sam."

"Yeah, well, he's faithful and he's nude and he's perverted. Can you just... Can you stop?" He pulled Wheelie off and tossed him back.

"Hey, what are you doing?" He complained.

"Just stay right there, okay? I'm not gonna tell you again." He then looked up to the jet. "I'm sorry, what were you saying?" He lunged towards them, making the humans fall back as the Autobots took a step back.

"I told you my name was Jetfire! So stop judging me!"

"Whoa, somebody shit the bed this morning!" Wheelie stated.

"I have issues of my own, and it started with my mother! My ancestors have been here for centuries! My father, why, he was a wheel! The first wheel! Do you know what he transformed into?" Simmons looked around, confused.

"No."

"What?" Leo stepped up, ignoring Metallicar as she glanced to him.

"Nothing! But he did so with honour! Dignity, damn it!" He shouted, waving his cane around. Everyone backed up as a loud rumble escaped him, causing a parachute to fly from his aft.

"Did he just..." Sam looked at Simmons, who nodded.

"My boosters are fried." Jetfire groaned.

"Maybe we can help each other. You know things I don't know, I know things you don't know. I do." Samuel began.

"I don't think he knows what we know." Metallicar sat down behind Leo, poking him in the back.

"Have a bit of respect. He may be a former 'Con but he's still our elder." She handed Sam a couple of daggers and he and Samuel set to carving in the dirt.

"We could do this all day. It comes in waves, these vivid symbols. They're symbols, but they're in my mind. You see, all this is in my mind, and Megatron want what's in my mind, him and someone called the Fallen." Sam spoke. Jetfire sat up.

"The Fallen? I know him. He left me here to rust! The original Decepticon! He's terrible to work for, it's always apocalypse, chaos, crisis." He grumbled before looking over the symbols. "These transcriptions, they were part of my mission! The Fallen's search... I remember now!... for the Dagger's Tip, a-and the Key!"

"Slow down! The Dagger's Tip? The Key? What are you talking about?" Samuel asked. Jetfire stood and crowded the humans towards him. Metallicar saw what he was doing, her optics widening. "Oh shit."

"No time to explain! Hold on, everybody! Stay still or you'll die!" Metallicar held on tightly to her brother and Sunstreaker as she felt the all to familiar pull of a space bridge, pulling them through and launching them out the other side. She went flying and slammed into a rock, groaning in pain. "Well, that wasn't so bad. I just hope we're still on the right planet."

"Very reassuring Jetfire." She muttered.

"Hey, that freaking hurt!" Wheelie yelled.

"Hey, I think we're in Vegas!" She faintly heard Leo yell. Simmons walked past her still reclined frame and up to Jetfire.

"That really, really hurt. You're just lucky that I didn't get hurt! People could have gotten killed, okay? And if I would have gotten hurt, you would have heard..."

"Oh, shut up! I told you I was opening a space bridge, it's the fastest way to travel to Egypt." Samuel joined them, bandaging his injured hand.

"When did you... When did you tell us? You didn't tell us anything. You didn't tell us anything. Why are we in Egypt?" Metallicar groaned and sat up.

"I agree with Samuel." She pushed off the rocks, Crosshairs coming over and helping her stand.

"Don't you get snippy with me, fleshling! You were duly informed!" He yelled.

"Jetfire. They don't have comm links or HUD or anything like that. They also don't know what space bridges are."

"They still should have known!" He growled. "This planet was visited by our race once before, by our earliest ancestors, millennia ago. They were on an exploratory mission to harvest Energon, the lifeblood of our race. Without it, we'll all perish, oxidize and rust... like my wretched self! Do you have any idea what it's like to slowly fall part and die?"

"Let's not get episodic, okay, old-timer? Beginning, middle, end. Facts, details. Condense: Plot. Tell it!" Simmons looked up at the robot as he sighed.

 "Somewhere buried in this desert, our ancestors built a great machine. It harvests Energon by destroying suns."

"Destroy suns?" Sam blinked and Leo made an explosion gesture with his hands.

"You mean blow them up?"

"Yes! You see, in the beginning, there were seven Primes, our original leaders. And they set out into the universe, seeking distant suns to harvest. The Primes set out with one rule: never destroy a planet with life. Until one of them tried to defy this rule. And his name was, forevermore, the Fallen." He projected a hologram in the middle of the gathered group and Metallicar watched closely. "He despised the human race, and he wanted to kill you all by turning on that machine. The only way to activate it is with a legendary key called the Matrix of Leadership. A great battle took place over the possession of the Matrix. The Fallen was stronger than his brothers, so they had no choice but to steal and hide it from him. In the ultimate sacrifice, they gave their lives to seal the Matrix away in a tomb made of their very own bodies. A tomb we cannot find.

"Somewhere, buried in this desert, that deadly machine remains. The Fallen knows where it is, and if he finds the Tomb of the Primes, you world will be no more."

"Okay, so how do we stop him?" Mikeala asked.

"Only a Prime can defeat the Fallen."

"Optimus Prime?" Metallicar winced.

"So you've met a Prime? Why, you must have met a great descendant. Is he alive? Here, on this planet?"

"He sacrificed himself to save us." Metallicar whispered.

"So he's dead. Without a Prime, it's impossible. No one else could have stopped the Fallen."

"So, the same energy that's gonna be used to reactivate the machine... could that energy somehow be used to reactive Optimus and bring him back to life?" Sam stepped up, an idea forming.

"It was never designed for that purpose, but it's an energy like no other."

"So, then how do you get us to the Matrix before the Decepticons get to me?" Samuel asked.

"Follow your mind, your map, your symbols! What you carved in the sand, it's your clue: 'When dawn lights the Dagger's Tip, Three Kings will reveal the doorway!' Find the doorway! Go now! Go! That was my mission! It's your mission now! Go before the Decepticons find me and find you!"

With that they all transformed and left, Metallicar lingering behind.

"What's wrong femme?" She looked to Jetfire and moved her servo away from her side, exposing a deep gouge into the metal and wires. "Frag. That doesn't look good."

"It isn't. Blackout got me. Megatron was coming after me and..."

"The Prime died to save you." She nodded and leaned against a rock.

"Shoulda given us a little more warning with the bridge. I woulda had my chute ready so I didn't reopen the wound." She hissed in pain.

"You need medical aid." She shook her head.

"No. I need to get Sammy to safety."

"The one with long hair?" She nodded.

"His name's Sam Winchester. Him and Dean, his brother, have been with me since they were sparklings." A scoff left her and she looked to her feet. "I recently asked Dean to be my bondmate." She winced.

"A human?" She nodded. "He must really have captured your spark then." She nodded.

"Yeah. 'E did." She smiled, looking up at the sky. "Weren't for him then I'd probably be as cold towards humans as Crossers." She stood and winced, covering the wound again.

"Go. Call for your medic. You should be able to find the Dagger's Tip before you hit stasis lock." She nodded and exhaled a deep vent.

"Thank you Jetfire."

"'Til all are one, youngling." She smiled.

"'Til all are one, old mech." With that she transformed and took off, following the others. 'Til all are one...'