3 Hours Later
*** Authors Pov.

"Well try again Knockout!" Megatron boomed. "My liege I can not pry anymore! If I try and access the memories that are locked in the files it may kill her and we won't be able to see them!" KnockOut exclaimed banging his fist against the computer board. "Rrrr." Megatron growled he was growing rather impatient. He just wanted to know of was the real Rocellen PRIME or just some random femme.

Knockout typed furiously at the key board trying to meet his masters need but nothing would work! Megatron stared at the femme on the berth with narrowed optics. He was going crazy over even a slight possibility that this could be Rocellen prime. "KnockOut!" Megatron yelled at his medic becoming even more impatient than ever. "My liege there is nothing more I can do at the moment I will come you when I find something." KnockOut said turning around and pointing to the door signaling for Megatron to get out. "Now could please go take a break and give me some space!" Knockout practically yelled at Megatron, angering the war lord even more. But he walked out nonetheless to his berth room wanting to get some recharge in and pass the time.

Rocellens dream~

"Mmhh. BreakWing what are you doing?" She heard a voice that she suspected was hers. The prime was leaving the room but wasn't quiet enough to not get her attention. "I'm meeting with the AlfaTrion and one of his students for something." He stated smiling slightly at her. "Oh then I should be there to." She said starting to get up but was stopped by BreakWing. "No you don't have to be there, and it is nothing of importance anyway." He said walking over to the berth ,that they shared, and placed his servos on her shoulder plating stopping her from getting up.

She yawned covering her mouth with her servo. "Stay here I won't be gone long." He said kissing her fore helm. She smiled and turned over to recharge. "You have 30 minutes." She said looking at him for a second. "I will be back in only half that time sweetspark." He said leaving the room and shutting the door behind him.

End of Dream~

As Rocellon stirred from the, seemingly endless, dream while KnockOut typed furiously at the key board trying to get the information his master wanted. He entered every file assessable and downloaded everything but when he got to a certain point there was a password to get through.

He had tried EVERY single password that he could think of. Nothing worked.

Rocellon lay in the table completely still unconscious whispering something, but no one could make out what she was saying. Everything was some what going KnockOuts way until... "AHG!!" Rocellon screamed in agony her optics closed like she was still in recharge. She broke one restraint off her wrist servo, as her optics snapped open and looking around the room. All 7 veiocons that were in the room ran over to restrain her again.

KnockOut looked in surprise at the femme on the berth. All he had done was enter a code to a memory that needed to be unlocked. Rocellon stared into KnockOuts optics with anger clear in hers. KnockOut backed up against his computer, he then smirked and said, --Lord Megatron, the prisoner is awake. And she remembers who she is.-- Into the comm. "Where are we?" She demanded. "Your on earth, and Megatron would love to see you." KnockOut answered with a devious smirk.

Rocellon's optics widened with fear.

***Rocellons Pov.

I felt my optics widen with fear. How? How did Megatron get off Cybertron? How did I get off Cybertron? Why am I alive, much less with the decepticons. The last thing I remember was being offlined in front of hundreds of others. I was tied in restraints and a chain rapped around my neck, standing on a platform that would easily collapse underneath me.

I was interrupted from my thoughts when a booming voice came ringing through my audio receptors. "Well, well, well," Megatron. "Rocellon Prime, I was wondering when you would wake up, or remember." He said coming into optics view of me. The veiocons had backed away but were ready to restrain me again if I tried anything. But of coarse being me, I had to try and escape. I struggled against the restraints trying to free myself but failed. 'Huh there technology increased a lot since we last had an encounter.' I thought, and if I hadn't been in the predicament I was in right now I would have laughed.

"What do you want from me?!" I asked angrily through gritted dentas. "Oh simple really, just to watch you perish before hundreds. Again." The way he said 'again' made shivers shoot up through my spinal cord. I growled at him, "And how are you going to do that? Cybertron is dead! And all other cybertronians as well, unless your mindless drones have a sense of humor!" I yelled, he smirked at me.

"Oh trust me, there are more atobots here than you think!" He spat glaring at me. "We've been intersecting atobot rescue calls and capturing atobots who need help." Megatron said darkly. "And I am pleased with what they are doing. Killing there own for sport, and to live. Because if they don't at least try to fight they'll be killed at a hanging stand." He continued, my optics filled with tears but I refused to let them fall shutting my optics tight. He laughed at me and the way I had to fight back the tears, "Your so helpless, so weak, so useless, and without control. You'll perish with the rest of the atobots down there." He spat and my spark filled with hatred and anger, but mostly sadness. And then I realized something, "You recreated the the gladiator pits." I whispered in a weak tone. He laughed and then looked at me full in the optics, my blue ones met his cold red ones. "Your a smart femme, but the pits were nothing compared to this. There will be no spared sparks here, it's do....... Or die." He said coldly and spat the last sentence through gritted dentas. Then he turned and left the room yelling at the veiocons to transport me back to my cell.

A/N- So how you like? I don't own TFP but intend to when I have enough money. Lol just kidding I don't think that I can bring back that series, it had its ending. Which I hate by the way, WHY DID OPTIMUS HAVE TO DIE!!! *Sighs* sorry about that, but anyway hope you peeps enjoyed the chapter and the book in general. Vote, Comment and follow if you already aren't. Love to see comments that tell me what you want! You can tell me if I'm doing something wrong in the story, just no cussing or insults please. And I also want to know if you want me to continue this or not. (Even if you don't want me to I'm gonna anyway.) 😋😂 Anyway.......TFL25 OUT!!!