. Third Person Perspective .

When (Y/D/n) awoke, she felt weak. This came as no surprise to her, though she was wary about getting up. On the contrary, she knew that she needed energon and that her systems would start acting up if she didn't receive any.

Rising from the berth she had been given, (Y/D/n) began toward the door. It slid open, then closed swiftly once she was out. The ship was awfully quiet, despite her soft pedesteps echoing in the hall.

(Y/D/n) arrived quickly to the control room where she found Ultra Magnus a daze in his seat. It seemed like he had just awoke from stasis.

Not wanting to startle the mech, (Y/D/n) sat down next to him once more. When he finally looked at her she gave him a gentle smile.

"Sleep well?" She asked in a soft voice. Ultra Magnus nodded and immediately sat up straight and got his focus back.

"Do you need something?" He asked, his voice slightly hoarse from just onlining.

"Energon, I-if you don't mind sir." (Y/D/n) admitted. The bot nodded and got up. He motioned for her to follow.

(Y/D/n) rose out of the seat and followed to mech. She assumed it was only because he didn't trust her, which made sense. They arrived at a room where he put in a passcode that (Y/D/n) easily remembered and entered with her.

'3028418... dєcєnt єnσugh fσr αn єnєrgσn ѕtσrαgє rσσm.' (Y/D/n) thought to herself. 'αn σdd ѕєvєn numєrαlѕ íѕ tчpícαllч unєхpєctєd...'

"Here." Ultra Magnus said, handing a cube to (Y/D/n). "Feel free to grab another if you need it. I understand that coming out of a long stasis can be stressful on your systems."

(Y/D/n) smiled and nodded, mumbling her thanks. She noticed Ultra Magnus held his own, so she drank down hers and he did the same. The pain in her chassis eased and she felt more relaxed.

"How long do you think it'll be before we get to Earth, sir?" (Y/D/n) asked, sounding curious. She made sure to use sir, but that was mostly of habit. A part of her felt compelled to call him by his name, but she also knew that most leaders didn't like being called by their names. It was apparently "disrespectful".

"Most likely a few deca-cycles. Maybe less." He answered plainly. "So... what did you do during the war as a spy?"

"I worked in the mines at the beginning. Energon scouting as well, of course. I had to get friendly with the higher officers and in turn my position went up which meant access to more valuable information. Then there was the difficulty of delivering the information. Decepticons have the highest security. I usually framed vehicons by sending out information from their habsuites. Other times I had to go out of the area to send information." (Y/D/n) rambled.

"Were you ever suspected?" Ultra Magnus questioned.

"I did my best to assure everyone that I could never be a spy. I usually sucked up to the leaders to do so, but I also made myself as involved as possible so I'd just seem busy all the time. Not to mention, I befriended most of the cons and it's easy to get them to lie with the promise of highgrade or sweeteners." (Y/D/n) shrugged, soon finishing her energon.

"And how did you get access to highgrade and sweeteners?" Ultra Magnus asked, considering those were a rare luxury during war.

"Well... sweeteners are easy to make and the higher ups usually had highgrade that they'd give me in exchange for work." (Y/D/n) answered honestly.

"What do you mean by work?" Ultra Magnus asked, automatically thinking the worst.

"Most of the higher ups didn't want to do their jobs. I'd end up writing their reports and such. There may have been more physical requests, but I turned those down." (Y/D/n) replied, pretty much confirming what he thought. "Plenty of cons have complained about me, but none of them had proof I'd done anything wrong."

"You did eventually get caught though." Ultra Magnus confirms aloud, remembering back to how he found her. (Y/D/n) nodded.

"Another spy sold me out. We had a few... run ins before the war so they wanted me dead." She admitted with a shrug. "They didn't last very long either though. They had a scrappy over plating."

"That is entirely against your code." Ultra Magnus commented, sounding annoyed about it. (Y/D/n) nodded.

"Oh yes. Part of the rule book is to not let personal bias interfere in a mission. Well, they were still bitter about a childish feud that happened more than a vorn ago— at least that's how long it was when they called me out. I have no idea how long I was tortured for, but that's another story. Point is, I don't know how long ago it was, but either way, it was immature." (Y/D/n) rambled. "Anyways... I need to retreat my injuries if you don't mind, sir."

"Of course." Ultra Magnus said, nodding them off. There was a lot of new information revealed to him. Obviously he'd have much to learn about the femme, but he didn't expect her to be so open.

Then again... she didn't seem very ok either. She didn't seem unhappy, just sort of numb; bittersweet, if you may. He could always learn more, but right now he just wanted to process everything.

Soon the two would have to start working on combat, just in case the war would hit harder when they arrived on Earth.

𝒪𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝓊𝓅𝑜𝓃 𝒶 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒, 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝒹𝒾𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝒻𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑒𝓇. 𝒪𝓃𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝒻𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝒶𝓁, 𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓃 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒻𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝓋𝒾𝓋𝒶𝓁. 𝒟𝑒𝓈𝓅𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝒹𝒾𝒻𝒻𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝓅𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓈 𝑜𝒸𝒸𝓊𝓇𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂, 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓂𝑜𝓃 𝑔𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹. 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒷𝑜𝓉𝒽 𝒻𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶 𝒻𝓊𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒: 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝒾𝒻 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂𝓈𝑒𝓁𝓋𝑒𝓈. 𝒪𝓃𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝓌𝑜 𝒻𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓇𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓇 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝒹𝒾𝑒𝓇 𝒹𝒾𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓂𝑒. 𝒲𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝑒𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒𝒹, 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂𝓈𝑒𝓁𝓋𝑒𝓈 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝒾𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓇𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂. 𝒟𝑒𝓈𝓅𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝒻𝑒𝓁𝓉, 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓇𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃. 𝐼𝓉'𝓈 𝒻𝓊𝓃𝓃𝓎 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝒶 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝒹𝒾𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝒻𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓈𝑜 𝑒𝒶𝓈𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒶 𝓇𝓊𝓃𝓃𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒻𝓁𝒾𝒸𝓉 𝑔𝑒𝓉𝓈 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝓉𝑜𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁.

"ℍ𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕝𝕝 𝕕𝕠 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕞𝕖?" He asked, a smirk in his cruel voice. My thoughts were plagued. This wasn't how this was supposed to turn out. "𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕝?"

"í'd fínd α wαч tσ rєcσvєr." I answered honestly. That was clearly the wrong answer though. He took his blade and drove it right into his spark. A pain ran throughout my entire frame, though the source came from the center of my chassis.

"ℍ𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕗𝕦𝕟 𝕥𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘. 𝕐𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕒 𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣. 𝔸𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕝𝕝... 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕖."

(Y/D/n)'s optics flickered to life and she found herself on the ground with Magnus holding her slightly up and worried. She stared at him confused, though that feeling of confusion was relieved when she realized what happened to her.

"Are you alright?" Ultra Magnus asked the femme. (Y/D/n) nodded and he helped her back on her pedes.

"Yes... sorry. I don't know what happened there." (Y/D/n) lied through her dentas. She knew exactly what happened. She just didn't want to concern him.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Ultra Magnus asked, hesitantly letting the femme go. (Y/D/n) smiled at him and nodded, she then went right back into her berth that she had just come out of before she suddenly offlined.

Ultra Magnus was confused, but he refused to do anything about it. He did know, however, that once they arrived to Earth (Y/D/n) was going to get checked out by a medic.