The solar cycle had passed and Prowl watched as a group of bots filled his ship preparing for the mission. The mech shook his helm, he felt like this was going to be a suicide mission, but orders were orders and it is illogical to defy any, especially if Ironhide is in the room.

Still watching the process, the cop bot spotted his troops among the many but depleting autobots. The twins had to be up to no good, with evil smirks and servos clasped behind their backs, he almost felt sorry for their next victim. Drift was by the ship, patiently sitting on a crate, Jazz....well was being Jazz and Starblaster....looked as if she could kill...the logical assumption is that she and Sunstreaker once more got into a fight.

" Sir....the crews done, here's the report." Said a higher pitched voice from behind. Turning around, the mech saw a smaller mech holding out a data pad, he seemed slightly older then a new spark, optics still bright and innocent. Unlike most ( and by most that means Jazz, Hot Rod, Ironhide, Chroimia, sometimes Prime and Arcee), he read the reports word for word so he knew exactly what happened and when. After several minutes of ignoring the young mech's impatient tapping, he signed it and handed it back. Raising a slender optic the black and white autobot asked him a question.

" What's your designation?"

The small bot smiled.

" I'm Skids! And your Commander Prowl...right?" He answered. The battle strategist nodded.

" Forgive me if this comes across as rude, but aren't you a little young to be in the war already?" Prowl asked the blue bot. The smaller mech shrugged.

" I'm already 4vorns, and my carrier and sire already died so..this is all I have....sir."

Prowl mentally sighed and nodded. Whether it be his paraxian coding or he was just old fashion, be felt that this wasn't a safe place for a bot so young, why he was barely older then a sparkling.

" Well Skids, it was a pleasure to meet you, stay safe out there, war is a rough place to grow up."

The younger mech nodded and jogged off, probably to finish other rounds. The cop shook his helm again sadly, although his face plate didn't show it, he was worried about their younger generation, some were born into war....that was all they knew. Pulling out his personal data pad, Prowl made a personal note to have that young mech stationed away from the front lines, that was the best thing he could to do help the bot. Turning his attention to the mission at servo, he commed his team and waited for them by the ship.

Drift appeared first and sat quietly fiddling with his blade, Starblaster, arrived with a air of attitude, she looked as if she would snap at any given moment. Jazz was next, he nodded at Prowl and walked inside the ship, probably to start it up, seeing he was the better pilot of the two. And as always the twins arrived last.

" Your late." The cop bot stated with a disapproving frown. The red mech chuckled at elbowed his twin.

" Sorry boss-"

" That's sir." Prowl corrected. Sideswipe scoffed.

" Sorry....sir, Sunny got distracted when he walked past a mirror." He chuckled, optics twinkling with mischief. His twin however was not so amused.

" Slag it Sides! Don't call me Sunny!" The lemon colored mech spat. Sideswipe shrugged carelessly and waved a servo.

" yeh yeh whatever." He responded. The battle strategist glared at his team, Starblaster and Sunstreaker were having a stare off and cursing one another, and Sideswipe was trying to get a reaction from Drift. Mentally face servoing, Prowl cleared his voice box.

" That's ENOUGH! Everyone in the ship! N.O.W! And not another word unless I say so! Understood?!"

The team nodded and trudged into the ship, still exchanging glares and hateful looks....

" Primus hates me." The black and white cop thought as he made his way to the cockpit. Settling in the co-pilot he sighed lightly and rested his helm on the helm rest.

" Tough group?" The visored mech next to him asked with a smirk. Prowl nodded.

" unfortunately yes."

" Figured as much" Jazz answered. Leaning over the control panel, the music loving mech tapped several buttons and grinned as the vessel hummed to life. Pressing the intercomm he smirked.

" Ello! This is ya captain speaking! Please keep all arms and peds in the ship and please try not kill one another! So hold on to ya afts cause this is going ta be a long ride!" With a click, he took his digital off the comm and gripped the controls. Prowl looked at his friend and frowned.

" Was that seriously necessary? It was unprofessional." The cop pointed out crossing his arms across his chassis. Jazz shrugged and smiled.

" Ah come on Prowl mech! It boots team moral!"

The paraxian rolled his optics and shook his helm.

" Hardly, lets just get going ok? We're already a kilk behind schedule."

( A/N: a kilk is 1.2 minutes )

Jazz chuckled lightly and brought the landing gear up. The entire ship shook with power, flicking a switch, the engine shudder and roared to life. Bringing the ship up several feet, the silver mech clicked another control on the panel and took off into space, blasting earth music as they speed off.

Wincing slightly, Prowl covered his audio receptors with his servos, attempting to drown out the noise.

" Jazz with is this awful sound!?" The black and white mech shouted above the noise.

" SEPARATE WAYS!!! BY A EARTH BAND CALLED JOURNEY!" his friend yelled back, while banging his helm to the beat. The cop scoffed.

" Turn it down."

" WHAT?!"

" Turn it down!"

" I CAN'T HEAR YOU!!!" Jazz said in a sing-song voice. Prowl growled and lost his cool.

" FOR THE LOVE OF PRIMUS TURN IT DOWN!!!! " he snapped. Jazz frowned lawfully and did as asked.

" Shesh mech, ya didn't have to yell."

Prowl sent him a icy glare and turned his attention to the window.

" Do you have the coordinates?" He asked, slowly tapping a digital on the side of his seat. Jazz nodded.

" Yep we should be arriving in a mega-cycle exactly."

Prowl grunted in acknowledment and let out a heavy sigh.

" finally, something is going to plan, lets hop the rest of the mission will turn out that way." The battle strategist whispered as he watched the star pass by.

" May primus be with us...."