O'Reilly(on TV): "My next guest is a former American intelligence operative who has dared to speak out regarding our alleged military alliance with what many describe as a group of extra-terrestrial mercenaries." He addressed. "He is the author of the bestselling book, Code-Name Hero. Former special agent, Seymour Simmons."

Another week later, (YN), Wolfang, and Bumblebee were now currently watching the morning program of The O'Reilly Factor watching it on a large 105" HDTV screen on the wall. Jake and Vanessa were also watching the show as well. They came to his penthouse when (YN) called them and ask them to help him investigate the moon program, which they agreed to it. On both sides of the screen were Bill O'Reilly, the host of the show, and Seymour Simmons, who lazily had his legs crossed as he sat on a leather chair right in his new mansion home outside of Chicago.

Simmons(on TV): "Bill. Big fan. Great to be here." He greeted.

O'Reilly(on TV): "Now, Agent Simmons, you would have us believe that it is in our best interest to formally take sides in this so-called alien civil war?" He asked.

(YN) remembered this TV show, and Bill O'Reilly had a bad habit of ambush journalism, making his guest look terrible on live TV.

Simmons(on TV): "Well, the other side wanted to spank us for breakfast, so I wouldn't exactly call it a toss-up. These Decepticons are lethal." He explained.

O'Reilly(on TV): "But polls show half the world would feel safer with the Autobots completely gone. Get them out of here! We don't need them here!" He shouted.

Simmons(on TV): "I feel safer when I sleep with a hand grenade." He retorted calmly. "Doesn't mean I'm always right."

O'Reilly(on TV): "Now, agent, here at the Factor we have obtained documents that show you were fired by the intelligence committee." He stated as he held up a thick folder that held said documents, just as an old man shuffled around the edges of Simmons shot.

Simmons(on TV): "Chaz, I'm doing an interview." He muttered to the old man who had gotten into the shot. "Downsized, Bill. Budget cuts." He lied, and he shooed the old man away when he walked across the camera.

O'Reilly(on TV): "Your psych evaluation reports, severe delusional tendencies!" He continued, reading off the document of the folder.

Simmons(on TV): "This is ambush journalism." He growled, and (YN) smirked at the TV.

O'Reilly(on TV): "Look, I'm not-" He tried to explain.

Simmons(on TV): "You want the truth about the alien alliance? Buy my book!" He cut him off. "Buy my book! Before it's too late, people! You want a piece of me, Bill? You want to get naked? I'm ready!" He shouted, and Wolfang glanced at Bumblebee when he heard his electrical chuckle.

(YN): "Wow." He chuckled.

Simmons(on TV): "Interview is over! You, out-of-my-house!" He shouted, and the three of them turned their attention back to the TV.

O'Reilly(on TV): "You're sounding like a pinhead, agent. And I've got a suggestion for you-" He said, and he waited for dramatic appeal.

Simmons(on TV): "It's over! Understand?!" He shouted at the workers to leave.

O'Reilly(on TV): "Damage control." He finished simply.

(YN): "Well, that interview ended quickly." He stated, now turning off the TV.

Jake: "No kidding." He agreed.

Vanessa: "(YN), are you sure you want him to help us?" She asked. "I know he's help us in the past, but is he really that trustworthy with the information like this?"

Jake: "I think he can handle it." He shrugged.

(YN): "I am." He answered firmly. "I called him a few times but hopefully he'll call back."

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Simmons: "DUTCH!" He called out, and stood up from his seat and straightens his coat. "What's up next? What do we got?"

Dutch: "We have book signing Midtown, noon." He answered in a thick German accent, holding out his pad. "Then we pitch your reality show to the Discovery Channel. Oh, and I have this Witwicky who keeps calling me."

Simmons: "(YN)? What does he want?" Dutch then hands him a cellphone. "(YN)? What's up?" He asked.

(YN)(on Cellphone): "Finally! Simmons, we've got ourselves a Code Red. The Decepticons are back. And I need your help." He informed.

Simmons: "They're back?" He breathed out and didn't say anything for a moment. "Well, that's good for business."

(YN)(on Cellphone): "Simmons, what if I were to tell you that I know a 50-year-old secret that not you don't even know about?" He now asked.

Simmons: "Do not tempt my addiction." He warned. "I have gone through withdrawal, kid." He then stopped and looking at Dutch. "Dutch, is this line secure?"

Dutch: "No." He answered, then he opens a computer-briefcase and then taps into the phone line.

Simmons: "Don't take the risk." He muttered to himself as the encryption is underway. "I'm rich, why should I? Do not relapse. I won't. Do not let the demons win."

The computer beeps to signify that the phone line was now encrypted, as evidenced by a red light bar on the encryption machine turning to green and the heads up display with two words reading, "Line Secured."

Dutch: "Got it." He hands Simmons an earpiece.

Simmons: "What kind of... secret?" He inquired.

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(YN)(on Earpiece): "Apollo. Dark side of the moon. Aliens. Cover-up. Future tech. Assassinations. That kind of stuff." He answered back. "You in or what?"

Simmons: "Apollo." He gasped in excitement and horror and hanged up. "Dutch!" He called out.

Dutch helps Simmons put on his agent's leather jacket and Simmons grabs his Sector Eight badge. They went out the door and head for Washington.

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About a few hours later, (YN) stood by the freight elevator to wait for Simmons to arrive. As he waited, he heard the elevator start to rise up, and he opened the door to the freight elevator to see Simmons and Dutch, both wearing sunglasses with Bumblebee alongside.

Simmons: "Tell Megatron, let's tango." He stated as they enter the penthouse, Bumblebee makes a radio whirring sound in response and revving his engine.

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Somewhere in the remote sector of Africa far from Namibia and out in the open countryside, Sentinel and Optimus Prime were out on a drive, Sentinel having taking the vehicle mode of a Rosenbauer Panther 6x6 airport fire truck.

Once they stopped at an open plain, Sentinel now transformed into robot mode. He looks to stand 37ft tall, roughly the same height as Optimus, has a crimson colour to his armour, with protrusions behind his shoulders and two strap-like pieces forged of metal, while having large rubber wheels and sharp-angled windscreen pieces around his form, with an almost like beard feature hanging from his chin, almost like metal dreadlocks, and his helm looking like Optimus', only in red. He looks wise and formidable.

Sentinel: "So majestic and peaceful, this planet." He commented as he stared at the mountains and the gentle glow of the sun in the distance. "Unlike the final days of Cybertron."

Optimus: "I wonder what might have been..." Sentinel tilt his head backwards slightly towards him. "if you have fought the final battle, instead of me." He admitted honestly.

Sentinel: "Never mourn the past, young warrior." He reassured Optimus as he turned around to face him. "Thanks to you, our race survives." Optimus opened up his chestplate, letting the Matrix of Leadership float out and hovered in front of him.

Optimus: "You were our leader, Sentinel." He then knelt down, and used his right hand to send to Matrix over to Sentinel. "It is your right to lead us again." He urged Sentinel as he bowed his head. Sentinel took the Matrix for moment before shaking his head.

Sentinel: "In a world I do not know. I am no longer your teacher, Optimus." He looked down at the Matrix in his hand before he looked back at Optimus, sending it back to him, who was still kneeling. "You are mine." He stated as Optimus gently clutched the Matrix in his hand. "Tell me, Optimus, what is your relationship to the human boy?" He now asked Optimus. Optimus now puts the Matrix back inside his chestplate and stood to full height.

Optimus: "(YN) is a wise young man." He claimed. "He is no longer a child. He has grown strong and independent with each passing day. He even considers me like a father to him, and if I am to be honest, he has been that of a son to me."

Sentinel: "You should be proud." He praised, putting his hand on Optimus's shoulder.

Optimus: "I am." He nodded back to Sentinel.

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Back in (YN)'s penthouse, Bumblebee crouched down on the ground. The Autobots was watching the humans, as they scurried around the lounge room. Dutch was on his computer, (YN) was pacing, and Simmons was pinning pictures and newspaper articles of missing and deceased astronauts to the bulletin board and classified documents scattered across the coffee table.

Simmons: "We've got to break this case down. What we have here is an astronaut epidemic." He explained, as he stuck another astronauts picture to the board. "MIA. Dead. Died in a car accident. Killed. DOA. Car death." Simmons explained, pointing at different astronauts picture for each cause of death. "It's like these guys can't drive. They can fly into outer space, but they can't drive a car." He ranted.

Jake: "But why is it that they all died from car crashes or were last seen driving before they disappeared?" He wondered. "I mean, it can't be a coincidental."

Vanessa: "You're telling me. Something or someone must be the reason that all of these people are dead or missing." She mused.

Dutch: "But these astronauts were possibly always targets since the moment they left Earth's atmosphere." He stated, typing away at the monitor.

(YN) now heard a loud knock on the door. He goes over and opened it to see Bruce Brazos with a bandage on his nose standing there with a folder in his hand.

Brazos: "Here's the information you required regarding Wang, per your cousin's request." He granted (YN) the folder through the crack.

(YN): "Thank you, Bruce." He thanked and tried to shut the door, but Brazos stops it with his foot.

Brazos: "Now..." He started, and (YN) opened the door again. "Let me see, please right now. One time." He begged. (YN) looked over at Bumblebee then back at him.

(YN): "Alright." He grunted. "BUT, you tell anyone, you'll be sent to the big house for life. Believe me, I've dealt with some people who received this threat before." He advised to Brazos cautiously.

Brazos: "It'll be quick. I promise." He nodded.

(YN) lets Brazos in and sits down next to Simmons. Everybody, including Bumblebee, stared at Brazos awkwardly as he gawked up openly at the two Autobots.

(YN): "Lunar Reconnaissance Orbiter." He read the file Brazos gave him. "It says NASA launched it in 2009. This thing is saying that Wang messed with the code in forensics, preventing it from mapping the far side of the moon, which is also called the dark side." He informed to them.

Jake: "The same year The Fallen threatened to destroy our sun." He observed. "Do you think it has any relations or it's a coincidence?"

Simmons: "Nothing seems like a coincidence anymore." He replied gravely.

Vanessa: "But why would he do that? And why did he not get caught?" She asked.

(YN): "I have no idea." He answered. "Maybe he had someone cover up for him?"

Brazos: "Fucking awesome." He commented while taking off his glasses, looking up at Bumblebee, getting his attention.

Simmons: "They infiltrate us, intimidate us, coerce us to do their dirty work." He summarized. "And once they're done, kadoosh. A double-tap to the cerebellum."

(YN): "So humans are working for the Decepticons." He conceded.

Simmons: "I don't think this is about the Decepticons looking for something on the moon." He clarified to (YN). "I think it's about something... they wanted to hide."

(YN): "Something they wanted to hide...?" His eyes widened. "Like how Wang tried to warn me but got killed by Laserbeak, and Voshkod was assassinated after trying to tell us about what's in Chernobyl." He realised.

Vanessa: "But what EXACTLY the Decepticons are wanting to hide?" She pondered.

Brazos: "Come to Daddy." He challenged, motioning for Bumblebee to come at him, who wagged his finger at him. "Come on, throwdown." He playfully karate kicks in the air, making Bee bring down his battle mask.

Bumblebee[Stereo]: "Did you eat a lot of paint chips when you were a kid?" He asked, waving his hand around as he dodges Brazos' attacks.

Simmons: "He's a freak." He muttered, rolling his eyes at Brazos.

Vanessa: "Yeah." She agreed with Simmons. "(YN), who is this guy?" She questioned, turning away from Brazos and Bumblebee to look at (YN).

(YN): "My cousin's boss." He answered uncertainly.

Bumblebee then activated his right cannon and makes Brazos fall, laughing as Bumblebee presses his cannon against his chest. Brazos began to smack at the sides of the cannon in attempt to make Bumblebee stop tickling him.

Brazos: "I'm ticklish!" He managed to say between his laughter.

Simmons, who was fed up with Brazos, rolled his eyes and swirled around in his chair to face him.

Simmons: "Sir!" He snapped. "We are having a pretty high-level alien intel confab here that I don't think you're cleared for, errand boy." He stated sternly as Bumblebee pulled his cannon away, transforming it back into a hand.

Brazos: "Yeah, you're right." He agreed quickly, clearing his throat as he pushed himself up. It's a bitchin robot." He added to (YN) as he made his way over to the door.

(YN): "Bruce, please go." He ushered.

Brazos: "Thank you so much for this." He thanked (YN), shaking his hand firmly as he kept looking at Bumblebee. "And-"

(YN): "Bruce. Please." He interrupted as he led Brazos to the door and shut it the moment he left. Brains now transforms from his laptop computer form into robot mode.

Brains: "Hey, I'm smoking over here." He complained as smoke emitted from him, and he waved some of it to keep himself cool. "Downloading missing Russian cosmonauts. Turns out the Soviets cancelled a manned mission to the moon." He revealed, and he jumped over to the printer that was laying on a coffee table. "The moon! In 1972." He transformed one of his hands into a USB stick and plugged it into the printer. Papers with classified information began to print from the printer quickly. "And two of their cosmonauts went into hiding in America." He continued as papers began flying out of the printer. "And I just found them alive!" Simmons quickly walked over and grabbed them and handed each picture to them.

(YN): "Good job, Brains." He praised with a proud smile on his face. "If anyone can know what the Decepticons are hiding, it's them." He nodded.

Wheelie: "You're a genius, Brains." He complimented, patting Brains on the back.

Simmons: "Looks like our space boys are hiding in a small town not too far from D.C." He examined.

(YN): "Okay, so we'll take what we need and head on over there." He decided.

Mikaela then enters the apartment and froze at what was going on. Bumblebee looked up from the papers that he was reading, and his eyes landed on Mikaela standing in the doorway. In his moment of surprise, Bumblebee unintentionally jumped up, knocking into the chandelier, and hitting the plaster, cracking it slightly, with his hard head, all the while, dropping his papers in the process.

Brains: "Oh, that was smooth, Bumblebee." He remarked sarcastically.

Bumblebee fell backwards, not steady on his feet, and he stared at the chandelier that was swinging back and forth, harshly tugging against it's chain, so, Bumblebee being Bumblebee, tried to be helpful, by steadying the swinging chandelier. In his attempt to reach out for the chandelier, Bumblebee tripped over his own two feet, and while he didn't fall over, he accidentally tugged on the chandelier, pulling against the chain just enough that it was about to pull out from the cement of the roof. Bumblebee flung his arms out, desperately attempting to catch the chandelier when it pulled free from the roof, but it bounced off his hands, and while he tried to grab it again, he missed and it fell to the ground, shattering into lots of little pieces.

Bumblebee[Stereo]: "Missed it by that much." He whirred in embarrassment as he cover his eyes with his battle mask in guilt. The wings on his back scraped against the ceiling, causing pieces of it falling onto the floor.

(YN): "Hey thereee..." He greeted, waving his hand sheepishly.

Mikaela: "(YN), what the hell is going on?" She demanded, crossing her arms.

(YN): "Honey, I can explain-" Mikaela ignored him and walked upstairs. "Mikaela! Wait, honey! Please, let me explain." He pleaded as he started to run up the stairs.

Wheelie: "Great. We're homeless." He complained, throwing his hands up.

Simmons: "Wait, you two are married?" He realized, jaw dropped. "Wow. Why in the hell wasn't I invited to the wedding?" (YN) rolled his eyes and heads upstairs after his wife. Simmons whistled. "Could've frisked her, Dutch."

Dutch: "I have a girlfriend." He defended himself.

Simmons: "Really? What's her name?" He asked, and everyone, human and Transformer alike, stared at him, awaiting his reply.

Dutch: "India." He hesitated, and everyone in the room started to grin at the obvious lie, no one more than Simmons, Roscoe also barking as if he's laughing at him.

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(YN) now entered the bedroom and he watches as Mikaela began to discard her clothing, except her undergarments.

(YN): "Listen, Mikaela, I'm sorry." He apologized. "I just-"

Mikaela: "You know we're supposed to be going to Dylan's party, remember?" She reminded him, now putting on a sparkly blue off the shoulder dress.

(YN): "Yeah, right." laughed half-heartedly. "Like I'm going to Captain 'Hey Check Out My Photographic Life Of NASCAR And Pervertedness With A Soldier's Wife's Party'. Mikaela, I'm trying to save the world."

Mikaela: "So the Autobots and your men can't handle it by themselves?" She asked sarcastically, zipping up her dress.

(YN): "No. I mean, yes!" He stammered, trying to find the right answer. "I mean- look: I am trying to keep Earth from becoming a world-wide crushing frenzy for the Decepticon so we don't wind up being nothing but ants to their boots!" He stated back to her. Mikaela then puts on her high heels.

Mikaela: "You know, (YN), fine." She hissed. "Be like that." With that, she then storms out of the bedroom.

(YN): "What the-! Be like what?!" He questioned. He sprinted down the stairs after her and he saw her with a brand new Mercedes-Benz SLS AMG Gullwing sportscar. "Mikaela! Mikaela, stop!" He grabbed her, keeping her from entering her car, until he noticed it. "Wait a minute! Where in the hell did you get this car?!" He demanded. Mikaela didn't answer, she just glanced down. "Dylan." He muttered, gritting his teeth.

Mikaela: "(YN), I'm gonna be late." She sighed, and tried to open the car, but (YN) kept the door shut.

(YN): "Mikaela, please listen to me. This is my life." He stated to her. "Protecting others from going through all the crap that we have already been through! I know I'm not invincible. But I am myself. And that's what the world needs me to be. I don't care what happens to me-"

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Mikaela: "That's just IT, (YN)!" She finally yelled out. "You don't care what happens to you! But I do!" (YN) was taken aback by her outburst. "I just want you to be safe, for once! Away from war, away from fighting, away from almost having another near-death experience! I can't lose you again like I almost did in Egypt!" She gripped his jacket tightly as she calmed down. "I don't..." Her hands were shaking as she buried her head in his chest. "I don't want to go through that again." (YN) now sighed deeply.

(YN): "Mikaela..." He gently hold her arms as she looked up at him. "you are the only thing in my life that I love the most. But I have to do this. Not because I'm being forced to, or because I'm being ordered to... I'm doing it because it's the way I live." He reasoned. "It's my life."

Mikaela just stared at him for a minute before tears form in her eyes. She then kissed him with full force. (YN) wrapped his arms around her and holds her close. Mikaela then shoves him away and gets in her car.

Mikaela: "Be safe... Commander." She then sped off, leaving (YN) to sigh in dismay. Simmons then walked up and wrapped his arm around him.

Simmons: "The warrior's path is a solitary one." He stated. "How the hell did she afford that car?" He asked.

(YN): "Her boss." He bluntly replied.

Simmons: "Rich bastards!" He scoffed. "I used to hate them. Now it's..."

(YN): "She now hates me." He lamented, looking down at his feet just as Elita One, Sideswipe, Mirage, and the Twins drive up behind them.

Simmons: "No she doesn't, kid." He reassured him. "She just doesn't wanna lose you."

(YN) looked to Simmons, giving him a small nod, then he whistled for Bumblebee to come out. Bumblebee made his way down, transforming into vehicle mode and revs his engine to roll out.

To Be Continued...