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Optimus' P.O.V

"Scrap." Wheeljack cursed under his breath.

"What are you doing!? Go after them! Please, we have to save my brother! We have to do something! Please-" Hope ran over to Wheeljacks pede and pounded on it repetitively. "You have to save him!"

"Hope, for now that is impossible. We do not know where that groundbridge took him." I spoke softly. Her eyes turned a dark grey.

"You know they took him on the nemesis, Optimus! Please, you have to help-"

"We don't know where the Nemesis is, kid." Wheeljack sighed. "What were you thinking? You know it's not safe out."

Miko took a step forward. "This is all my fault. I just wanted to have some fun and I didn't even tell you all what was going on. I'm sorry."

"It is fine, Miko. But we have to talk about your running off and getting into trouble." Bulkhead scolded. Miko looked down to her pedes.

              "No! We have to help him!" Hope growled out, her optics turning bright blue. She turned and began to run.

              Wheeljack scooped her up before she could get far. "Kid, take a breath and listen."

               "NO!" Hope screamed. Blue electricity shot out of her and Wheeljack took the hit, jerking and dropping her. My optics widened and I reached out, catching the small femme.

                Arcee and Bulkhead rushed to Wheeljacks side.
               :Ratchet, I require a groundbridge. Hope is in need of energon: I spoke through the comm link. In response, a groundbridge opened. Bumblebee came to my side as we entered.

:why do you think the cons took Ryan?: he whirred.

                "H-he was coming for me and Ryan got in the way." Hope mumbled. My scout raised an optic ridge as he looked down at the femme in my servos.

            :did she just respond to my question?:

Bumblebee looked startled. Hope smiled up at him weakly. "I can sort of understand you, bee." Her eyes turned bright blue again. "My head hurts..."

               "Primus, what happened this time!?" Ratchet huffed. I exchanged glances with the rest of the team. Arcee was ranting at Jack while Bulkhead scooped Miko up and began walking down the hall. Bumblebee stared down at Hope in shock.

                "My head hurts!" Hope groaned again. Her body began glowing and Ratchet moved quickly, taking her from me and attaching an IV to her arm. She immediately stopped glowing.

              "What happened, Optimus." Ratchet asked again. I shifted to his side and sighed, staring down at the femme.

            "I am afraid the Decepticons have captured Ryan, old friend. I can only assume they will use him as leverage to get what Megatron desires from us."

                 "We know what Megatron wants." Wheeljack growled. He glared at me. "And we aren't giving her to him. No matter what." He pushed past ratchet and gently scooped Hope up.

              "I'm taking her to her berthroom. We need to talk." He stayed bluntly.

               "She isn't stable yet-"

                "Ratchet, I am in no mood to argue." Wheeljack snapped. "I'm taking her to her berthroom, doctor."

                  "Wheeljack-"

                   "Prime, I know what your going to say. And I'm not going to hear it-"

              I sighed. "I do not wish for you to do something rash, Wheeljack. We will get Ryan back soon, but we must make a plan first. Figure out what Megatron intentions are." Wheeljack frowned and turned towards the hallway.

                  "He wants her. And that's all  I need to know. You can't stop me, Prime." Ratchet glared at Wheeljack as he turned to walk away, his pedes echoing as he walked.

                 "The glitch-"

                   "He is simply worried for his charge, old friend." I sighed.

                "You know he is going to do something."

                  "I cannot keep him here, Ratchet. Maybe I should ask Bulkhead to talk to him."

                    :is anyone even bothered by the fact she can understand me!?: Bumblebee shook his healm and looked to me, his optics wide.

                   "Yes, yes, the femme is full of surprises." Ratchet hummed. "I wonder what else she is capable of."

                     "I, old friend, worry about what else she is capable of."
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Ryan's P.O.V

            "You don't talk much, do you?" I huffed. Soundwave tilted his head towards me in a type of glare before returning to his work. I groaned and squinted, my vision growing blurry again.

                  When we arrived, Knockout tossed me into a glass case and gave Soundwave the job of babysitting me until Megatron arrived. That was how many hours ago?

                Squinting, I attempted to look at my fingers as I counted them. Ratchet wasn't going to be happy with the fact whatever he gives me seems to wear off.

              "My dear brother." Heavy footsteps made me jump. I didn't have to see to know who it was. The heavy footfalls and the sound of metal scraping metal made me wince as Silas got closer.

            "Silas." I greeted flatly. I tapped my foot. Soundwave glanced at Silas.

               "Megatron wants me to bring the human to him." Silas picked up my jar and turned.

               "I hope your ready, brother-"

                 "Don't call me that." I snapped. Something tapped the glass, shaking me to the point my teeth chattered.

              "It's what we are." Silas chuckled. "Whether you like it or not. You can't fight blood."

 
                 "Silas!" Megatron voice boomed. I smirked when I felt Silas stiffen. Tapping my foot, I found Megatron sitting on his throne with the predicon by his side. Silas hesitantly walked forward, jostling me around.

               "Hand the human over to me and return to the medical bay. Shockwave requires assistance."

             "Of course Megatron."

                "Lord Megatron." The mech growled while taking the glass jar away from him. I grabbed onto the glass as much as I could, trying not to fall over from the motion.

            "Of course, lord Megatron." There was a hint of annoyance in his voice. Knowing Silas, he was silently seething. Any time someone questioned him back as M.E.C.H, he would torture them and make sure they wouldn't do so again. Here, he was in an entire different world.

                  I wondered how long Silas would listen to the silver mech.

                "Hello human." I shuddered and turned towards the voice. "It appears you have found yourself in my servos. And I plan to make this beneficial to both you and I."

              What are you planning...?

              "I don't understand." I ground out. Megatron opened the top of the jar and pulled me out. His metal finger gripped around me tightly, making me wince in pain.

              "If you help me, I help you." I could practically feel his smile burning into my forehead.

               "Why would I help you? I would ever help you!"  Megatron squeezed, and I let out a cry of pain.

             "Watch your mouth, or I will crush you." I nodded quickly and his grip loosened. "Now, my proposition isn't that hard. If you help me by giving me the location of the autobot base, I will let Shockwave work with you and your sight."

            "You think I would turn in the Autobots just so I can see?" I scoffed. "Never! I wouldn't betray them like that!"  His grip tightened again and I ground my teeth.

          "Then you will enjoy my second choice. You will lure my weapon to me, and then I will gather information from you. Whether I must use force-" he squeezed even tighter, "-or search your mind."

              "Prediking!"

              "Yes, my Lord?" I felt the mech shift.

             "Take the human to the interrogation room. I will be there shortly." I felt chills go up my spine as a larger hand grabbed me, squeezing me just as hard and walking in the opposite direction.

                 "Let go of me!" I struggled. There is no way I'm letting him use me to get to Hope. I have to get out of here...

              "Stop struggling human." Prediking snarled. A door opened and I felt chains go around my waist and arms. Soon, I was dangling alone in a silent room. With my feet several yards from the ground, I was unable to see anything.

               What felt to be eternity later, the door opened and heavy footsteps came closer. Megatron chuckled as the sound of a energy prod came to life.

                 "Now, human. Let's have some fun."

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Wheeljacks P.O.V

            
                 "You don't know what your doing, Jackie." Bulkhead growled. I glared at the mech.

                "Yes I do. I'm not a sparkling, Bulk. I know how to handle myself. Prime is taking too long to make a decision , so I am making one for him."

               "You can't go alone." Bulkhead growled.

                "And you are willing to go with me?" There was silence, and I scoffed. "Of course. You are to busy following the prime. Well, I don't need ordered around. Hope hasn't eaten in four days. Four.Days. She hasn't spoken, hasn't eaten.... I need to do something. Would you do the same for Miko?"

                  "Of course." He said almost immediately. I nodded.

                "Then we understand each other." I transformed and pulled forward before pausing. "Keep an eye on her and make sure she doesn't do anything stupid."

             "Of course, Jackie, I wouldn't want her turning into you." Bulkhead chuckled dryly. With a sigh, I sped off.

           In order to get Megatron attention, I'm going to have to make a gesture... a very large gesture.....

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Hope's P.O.V

"As your physician, I suggest you eat." Ratchet placed a sandwich in front of me. I sighed and pushed it away. He scanned me and then glanced at the results. "It is unhealthy for you to not eat, Hope. I understand you are upset, but you have to eat."

He sighed when I pushed the tray away again. "Wheeljack should have warned me how stubborn you are, femme..." Wheeljacks name made me sit up straighter. Ratchet noticed my hopeful look and sighed. "Sorry, Hope. He left. To do what, I am unsure of. Probably something reckless...."

I made a small smile. My stomach grumbles, and I frowned at it. Traitor. Ratchet pulled out a small energon cube. "At least drink this. And I am not asking." I glared at him and he glared right back.

"I am not leaving until you drink it." I frowned again. He's joking...

We sat for about ten minutes. Ratchet had his arms crossed, his holoform looking quite scary, may I add. Another ten minutes passed, and I was getting really uncomfortable worth the fact he was staring at me while I was siting in met with my hello kitty pajamas on.

With a groan, I yanked the cube from him and took a large gulp of it. In all honesty, it tasted so good. Even though it had a hint of metal in it. Curse my Cybertronian DNA.

Ratchet chuckled and went to speak but stopped with his mouth open. He waited a few seconds before shaking his head. "I'll be back. Optimus wants me." His holoform fizzled out and I was left alone.

                When I finished off the energon cube, I stood shakily and stretched. The small box on my side table with all of Ryan's old stuff made me bite my lip. It seems like I just reunited with my brother and now he's gone again.

               Stop sulking around like a child and figure out a way to save him. I scolded myself. Wheeljack won't let me help. He's to overprotective. The other Autobots won't let me do anything either, I'm sure of it. So I'm on my own.... what to do, what to do?!

                 I pulled my hair and growled in frustration. Walking to my bathroom, I took a glance of myself in the mirror. Gross. I need to take a shower. Quickly, I grabbed a pair of shorts and a white t-shirt before hurrying into the shower.

                  Scrubbing at my wings, I cleaned off all the dirt and pulled out loose feathers before washing my hair with shampoo and conditioner. When I was satisfied, I stepped out and got dressed before beginning to dry my wings.

                   My stomach grumbled and I sighed. Still hungry. My bare feet barely made any noise as I tiptoed down the hallway. I went to turn left, towards the small kitchen Ratchet had set up for us when I heard soft murmuring from the main control room.

              I peeked into the large room where Optimus and the other Autobots stood talking to one another. Optimus sighed and turned to Ratchet. "Are you able to see the extent of his injuries, old friend?"

              Ratchet frowned and turned to the keyboard, pressing a few buttons before the large screen in front of them began playing a video. My heart skipped a beat.

              "Hello, Autobot scum." Megatrons smiled evilly. My mouth dropped open and I felt chills go down my spine as the warlords smile got larger.

               "It appears that one of your pets have fallen into my hold." Megatron grinned as he lifted his hand. I gasped quietly. My brother groaned quietly as Megatron gave a slight squeeze.

                "You have trained your pet well, Optimus. It seems he is unwilling to give the location of your base." He tortured him... my eyes filled with tears as Ryan looked up, his bloodied and bruised face showing.

               Ratchet paused the video and examined him. "It appears he has several minor injuries that I can see, but he might have major injuries I cannot see."

            "Knowing Megatron, the kids hurt bad." Arcee scowled. Bumblebee whirred in agreement and Bulkhead sighed.

                "How are we going to get him back, Optimus?" Bulkhead questioned.

                  "I say we-" smokescreen began. Arcee threw him a glare.

                 "Don't give any stupid suggestions, Rookie. This is a serious situation and we don't need you going hero and trying to prove yourself to us."

            I winced at her words and apparently so did Smokescreen. He nodded quietly and looked down at his pedes, his fists clenched at his sides. Ratchet stared harder at my brother before pushing play on the video again.

                 "If you wish to get your pet back alive, then I suggest you listen to my proposition. You know what I want. And knowing you, Optimus, you will be unwilling to put one humans life over another.

            "But I suggest you chose whose life you wish to save quickly, Optimus. If you have not given the femme to me in the next twenty four earth hours, you will get to watch this human perish." He gave Ryan a violent squeeze which made him scream in pain.

                I bit my lip and squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block out the noise. Tears came to my eyes again. Optimus sighed again. "We must figure out a way to get Ryan back without returning Hope into Megatrons servos."

                 I stepped away and tried to hold in my sob. Ryan is in trouble because of me. It's all my fault. I have to fix it. But how? Wheeljack is gone, and there is no way Ratchet will make a groundbridge for me....

                 Silently, I glanced around the room where the bots stood and tried to formulate some sort of plan. My eyes fell on the elevator leading to the top of the base. I glanced down at my damp wings. Could I fly right now? Taking a deep breath, I wiped my tears the best I could and stepped into the room.

           All eyes fell on me. "Hope, you're out of your room." Optimus sounded surprised. I shyly nodded and walked up the stairs towards the elevator.

                  "Where are you going?" Ratchet sounded suspicious. I glanced down at my feet.

                     "W-Wheeljack is normally here for me to talk to when but since he's gone I was going up top to think. Clear my head." I paused and looked up to Optimus, trying to look innocent. "I-is that okay, Optimus? I'm just tired of being cooped up in my room."

               "Y-you talked." Ratchet blinked at me, surprise written all over his face. He recovered quickly though, shaking his head. "You should not be out there alo-"

                 "Of course, young one." Optimus interrupted Ratchet. I smiled.

                   "Thanks Optimus." And I was off towards the top of the base. When I reached the top, warm air hit me. I smiled and walked towards the edge. I stretched my wings, getting the feel for them. Still a bit heavy... and the feathers are damp. I can't fly.

                 Yes you can. Believe in yourself. I scoffed and rolled my eyes. I sound so cheesy right now. Cautiously, I stepped to the edge. A heavy wind pushed through, making me stumble a bit. First time I've been worried of flying....

               Taking in a deep breath, I took a step back before running forward. I believe I can fly.....okay, not a good time, especially when I'm falling.... very fast.... a panicked scream escaped my threat. Okay, not working.

              I flapped a few times before realizing my wings are heavy. So now I basically look like a flailing chicken attempting to fly. Great. The ground was getting closer and closer.

                  A scream escaped me again as I reached closer and closer to the ground. I closed my eyes and thought frantically of the first place that came to mind in my state of panic. Just as I was twenty feet from the ground, a groundbridge opened below me, and I fell into the green and blue swirling portal.

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Hey!

Sorry it took so long!

I have a reasonable explanation to why I didn't get the chapter finished sooner.

I was kidnapped by aliens!!!!!!!!

And surprisingly, in space, there is no internet, so I got this chapter finished, but I was in space, with no internet, so I had to wait to get rescued by some astronauts in order to publish the chapter. (By the way, the trip back to earth is a lot harder than the trip to space)

Anyways, here it was! My bad for how long it took. Aliens have no respect.

Anyways, bye!