"Sometimes people believe when a fourth novel has been done or fourth season is done, the storyline is done. However, in some cases, it's just the beginning."

(Adam’s POV)

            Finding the Autobots proves harder than I thought. Maybe they have been transformed into something more vulnerable so whatever Team  HYBRID are doing can be much easier. It’s possible the Autobots have been transformed into humans. So there’s another way to find the Autobots...By going to the base that would become their base in reality if they were robots. Going past several stores and some crime-scenes, it showed me they were here.

            Now the question is; what are they to be called if they aren’t robots? Auto-ganics?  Bulkhead’s the only Autobot I know to beat the living life out of a human, even if he is a robot or not. Nothing stands in his way when he decides to do something or terrorize others. I haven’t been changed at all entering this virtual world, I merely have the same appearance and design, completely for being a virus that can’t be defeated…well…There are antivirus programs, though, I am doubtful Soundwave or some member of Team HYBRID would notice.

            Finally, I got to the base.

            “Anyone here?” I entered the building that seemed to be abandoned. “I just sent myself into this virtual world, you don’t need to be hiding from me if you guys and gal are.”

            Sw-swipe

            I duck and turn around, an Autobot wouldn’t be attacking me! They know me.

            “…Optimus?” I saw a man who had a femilar  body structure to Optimus come out from the shadows. His eyes are glowing light blue as if he is under the control of something else. He has something similar to a mustache on  his face, one dagger black mark is seen under  his eyes, and a big scar that could have only came from a sword is seen. “It’s me, you know, Adam!”

            The man narrowed his eyes at me.

            “I do not affiliate myself with an Autobot.”   

            Then it hit me. He’s been brainwashed.

            “Optmus, you have been brainwashed!” I said, backing up as he drew closer with his axe. “Remember, y-y-y-y-you hate Decepticons.” Whereever the others are, I just hope they haven’t been brainwashed as Optimus has been. I have to stop this from happening. But Optimus is still in the virtual world, why is he? If he’s already been brainwashed then he should be out of here using his body and likely waiting for the other’s to join him.

            “Get out before I kill you, Autobot!” Great, he just called a wannebe an ‘Autobot’ when they haven’t branded me yet. I ball up my hands. Whether being called something you have not been branded as by a brainwashed Autobot is demeaning or terrible insanely corny, it made me mad.

            “Why?” I transform into my battle mode. “Are you going to fight me single handily, loser.”

            The prime I knew wasn’t the prime from reality.

            “You are so on.” His axe returns to him like a boomerang and extended some large and wide surfaced-area.

            My energon bull-shaped weapon clashed against his sending sparks to every direction; he then forced the axe’s sharp tip area to shatter my battle mask breaking it in pieces as some of the glass hit my face. Being a virus, you shouldn’t use your power against a programmed Autobot who has been reprogrammed in a virtual world. That, I figure, would kill the Autobot permanently. I cannot touch him or his weapon.   The electricity from my reindeer-shaped horns discharged hitting Optimus squarely at the torso area.

            He hit a couple of boxes.

            “This is only for your own good, Prime.”

            Then I fled, further into the base.                

            ……Flashback to Washington DC…

            “Come on, It sounds like Sumdac would die if her name was mentioned!” I told Bumblebee. “This video game I made will SAY it in his face without us doing the talking so  if he’s an actual clone that’s made up of green or blue goo—“

            Bumblebee pressed the terminate button deleting the prototype completely.

            “BUMBLEBEE!” I shrieked, my hands in my hair. “That took me forever!”

            The Autobot shook his helmet.

            “Adam, no.” He stated. “I’ve been an Autobot longer than you have been online and games do not help our situation. I don’t take shortcuts. I may be a backstabbing Autobot and I do know you should do the backstabbing carefully!” He shook his index digit at me. “Besides, reprogramming that game to make an Autobot on a different faction is another hard trip itself. If I were the subject…Let’s say no-one would stand a chance.”

            Wow, that’s actually intelligent. How did he change the subject so fast?

            “And to think you weren’t a tech-smart Autobot.” Oh the irony.

            …..End Flashback…..

            “Bulkhead! Elita-1! Ratchet!” I shout, now inside the room that had been locked. Nobody is there. Not a digital being is there.  “Maybe….Soundwave has already figured it out.”  Saying it makes me feel rather uncomfortable and slightly creeped out. The entire scene glowed red around me.

            VIRUS DETECTED VIRUS DETECTED VIRUS DETECTED!

            Oh frag, this means I’ve been caught!

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            (No Pov)

            Sari saw Adam’s body move. “Did you have to hold your breath on me?”  She asked, folding her arms. She didn’t like being tricked by a Techno-Organic who is proven more dangerous than herself. Adam got up and gasps for breath holding his hands on his knees. “Bad idea holding your breath, idiot.”

            She earned a glare from the boy.

            “I did not hold my breath.” His daggered eyes are more accustomed to robot than human. “I simply….went into the virtual world realm.”

            Sari has this look of disbelief.

            “And you expect me to believe something impossible?” She didn’t seem very convincing at all. “You must be lying to me.”

            Adam shakes his head.

            “No, not lying.” He said. “They are brainwashing the Autobots. Optimus has already been affected. And I’m a virus, don’t you figure Viruses can leave their Trojan temporary?”

            Sari thought about it for a minute.

            “Ratchet’s got the most experience.” She is doubtful about his claim. Her eyes glance over to the transparent-like wall area. Her dog is standing right in front of it wagging its tail. “Sparkplug, bust this open!”

            The dog stabs it’s sharp tail into the glass making a small round hole using the smallest spikey on its tail. This proved to Sari it can be broken by the outside rather than the inside of this big container that could have been used in a gigantic alien space ship.  Sparkplug uses its claws to make the hole wide enough for a hand to come out. Sparkplug barks not capable of making it bigger than it has done.

            “Good boy!” Sari told her dog. Her left eye turns at Adam. “You better know what we are doing to find the Autobots.”  

            Adam smiles.

            “It’s easy.”

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            Team Hybrid….

            “Soundwave, are you sure there was a virus present?” Professor Black looks from the virus scanner to the tall robot in front of him. “According to the Virus scanner. There wasn’t any Viruses present at any time—“

            “Exclaimatory: There was a virus.” The Boombox argued back.  “Scanner: Detected signs of virus activity with Optimus Prime.”

            Professor Black didn’t take the alarm quite seriously. They have all the Autobots on giant tables hooked to a gigantic machine computering the changes and programming it is doing to the Cybertronians, both Professor Black and Soundwave worked to create this technology. It took them a long time to finish this machine under the conditions North Dakota is in.

            “You don’t need to be worrying over The Virtualiator’s flaws.” Professor Black reassures Soundwave. “We’ve tested this beforehand.”

            “Result: complete utter failure.” Soundwave adds, referring to the experiment. It was a failure to Soundwave since the subject only lived for five minutes after the machine was used on them; the test subject was a Techno-Organic willing to remove Autobot Programming so they could join the Decepticons.

            “We tried, and we did it,” Professor Black saw how it affected him. “Don’t mellow over this, it’ll kill you Soundwave.”  The machine is capable of finishing the Autobots without human intervention or getting into problems. So the two left the room that has a bunch of robots and an unrecognizable machine.      

            Millisec and Private Princess are playing Video games. Unbelievably, they are getting along for this game called Auto Theft 3 involving some racing and car stealing possibly. Well in this version of the game they are on a race with another player to somewhere in New York.

            “Millisec, you are a terrible driver!” Private Princess commented, her fingers were torturing the controller’s button.

            Millisec laughs.

            “Says the girl who lets her animals run over PB when there is an ice-cream truck.” They are unaware of the Techno-Organics walking behind the couch silently and carefully so they won’t make any sounds. Millisec earns a glare from the genius military based girl. “It’s so true.”         

            They returned to playing the game letting the techno-organics skid free.

            The Amiable Archer is reading a book about math equations and distance over very wide areas. He has on glasses.   “And to think an Archer would have experience already.”  Sari whispers to Adam, almost catching the Archer’s attention. He looks in all directions making sure he wasn’t he is not losing his mind.

            “I could be going crazy in an empty room.” He acknowledged.  “This could be worse than teaching kids to shoot arrows!” He does in fact have a part-time job as an arrow-teaching instructor for campers and summer camp kids. He looks down to the page he is on. “Great. I just lost what I understand, back to the beginning.”

            The Two Techno-Organics passed by Cyrus’s large board that has a list of things the Autobots will have to fix in North Dakota after they have been all reprogrammed to being good.  The Techno-Organics continued on without being noticed by the last two members of Team HYBRID. It amazed Sari how easy it is to slip under the radar of Team HYBRID under their noses. It didn’t surprise Adam how easily they got through to the room that has the Autobots.

            “After getting the Autobots back to their regular selves, we let Team HYBRID get what they deserved.”

            Team Hybrid is seen running away from the big wrecking ball that landed right behind them.  They fled out the building using Soundwave’s vehicle mode leaving smoke behind and a trail that couldn’t be accurate which way they went.  Bulkhead seems mad.

            “And I can beat up any-one you lunatics!” He shook his fist. 

            The camera pans away.

            “Me, on the other hand, got my symbol after proving myself useful by damaging Sound to a certain extent before leaving.”

            We see heat flowing off his armored shoulder showing a dark purple symbol.

            “I’m VirusCarrier, and I am Autobot!” We hear a snicker. “Touch me and you are dead.”