Prowl's Rediscovered Beginnings Fanfic

[prowl]

here's the lowdown, think of this COMPLETELY SEPERATELY to this rp. here solarscream's a real 'con and a screamer clone, on there, she's an autobot samurai. the personalities are different and everything, they have slightly similar appearances and the same name, but history is N and everything. oh and prowl and solar don't like eachother on this one, gotcha? right, here goes. i don't like the way i did first person povs, nor how i made solarscream quite desperate and slutty at the start xD. also i didn't finish it, it's at chapter 8 so far, it'll be a chapter a post :]. i post these on Quizilla, nowhere else e.e;

right, here goes...

[prowl]

Chapter 1

*Fembot’s P.O.V*

I didn’t entirely know what was going on, one moment I was smiling and talking to familiar faces, the next all I knew was heat, fire and a bright explosion. Naturally I thought myself first offline, but this wasn’t the well of allsparks, or at least, it didn’t look like it. When I came around from a stasus period, I found my processor somewhat scrambled – I couldn’t remember anything but the aforementioned, not my name, where I came from, where I was. I drifted through space for some time, recuperating from my highly deteriorated state until I awoke from a stasus nap after having collided with some solid source. I groaned slightly and turned over – probably just an asteroid. As I widened my optical sensors though I saw a bot standing over me, they were blurry at first, but when I focussed I noted their dark grey and purple paintjob and jet wings that crested their shoulders. As they reached out toward me I shut my optical sensors as the world became numb and blacked out.

*Starscream’s P.O.V*

I wasn’t far off from the crashed warship on the moon when I saw a bot drift into the atmosphere through space, before it crashed not far off. I winced a little at the sound of the impact, which could be heard even from how far away I was. Bah, the hell with the job I was already doing! Salvaging the parts of Megatron’s latest crap-idea-gone-crapper, if only the Decepticons could open their eyes and see who the true leader of the Decepticons should be! Transforming to jet I dropped the parts where I was and accelerated over to the crashed bot’s location just in time to see her roll over. Transforming in the air again I neared and observed her with a quick eye – well well well, she was a Decepticon after all, judging by her jet wings, but her colour – a white-grey and dark blue – was faded, somewhat greying. He saw her struggle to open her optical sensors and smirked; some Decepticon! This one was weak, almost offline even. He reached out toward her to shove her upward and demand he know who she was and where she’d come from, but as he did to, her eyes faded, her paint dimmed and she seemed to go almost offline. Hesitant, he crouched down, immediately plotting how he’d say to Megatron how he’d saved this fellow Decepticon from the savage grasp of the Autobots. Picking her up none too gently in his arms his red optics thinned to slits as he used his thrusters to propel the both of them back toward the base.

*Megatron’s P.O.V*

I sat at base mulling over the usual failings of my worthless crew and cursing this ebb in Decepticon power when I saw a familiar bot fly into the vicinity of the warship. Starscream – back so soon? Probably trying to pull some trick on him, again, sometimes he wondered if it was worth having such a traitorous bot in his ranks – but then again, he didn’t exactly have the pick of any bot he so chose anymore, so he’d have to make do with Starscream. Opening the hatch so that Starscream could enter Megatron rose, flexing his cannon-arm just in case it was necessary to put Starscream back in his place. As he turned to Starscream he spoke, “what is it now Star-” until he noticed that his lieutenant was carrying something or someone. “What is the meaning of this?” he demanded as Starscream dropped the greyed fembot to the ground, “o great and glorious Megatron, I bring you a fellow Decepticon, who I rescued from her Autobot pursuers to bring her to you, my liege.” Megatron stepped forward to get a closer look, hardly paying any attention to Starscream as he did so, until he noticed she had no insignia that all Decepticons were branded with by himself when they joined his ranks, he stopped abruptly, moving no closer unless it were just another elaborate trick, “oh really Starscream, what makes you think that this offline bot is one of ours? And why bring me an offline bot in the first place. Get rid of her corpse or take her to Shockwave for parts, I do not care, but she is of no use to me.” As he finished he turned away, but to hear Starscream stutter in reproach “but my glorious leader-” “Now, Starscream!” “…As you command, my ever-wise master.” He heard the sound of Starscream’s footplates stomping away, whatever ploy intended apparently foiled and sighed, bringing his hands to his face – he was surrounded by morons and incompetent fools.

[prowl]

Chapter 2

*Shockwave’s P.O.V*

As I looked closely at the malfunctioning hardware of Lugnut’s explosive device, peace was shattered once again, only this time not by his patient. Sighing I turned to face the entrance bay to face the sound of the disturbance, “what now, Starscream? You could at least fly – I could’ve taken Lugnut’s weapon offline for good thanks to you. What is this…” I said, peering closely at Starscream threw a limp bot body onto my table, “Megatron says you can disassemble this offline scrapheap for parts.” His voice was sulky and I had no doubt Starscream had had other ideas previously. Moving over to the bot on the table I extended a servo to the still bot, touching her spark chamber lightly, it opened with ease and I saw the spark was not yet extinguished – the bot still lived. I heard Starscream move as if to leave and after a moment’s derision decided to let him leave – I could bring Megatron untendered news myself. Opening my com-link I sent a message to Megatron’s quarters “my liege, this bot that Starscream has bought to me, she is not yet offline, I – I think I can save her, if you would have me do so.” Megatron was silent for a moment before he replied, his voice rough and somewhat uncaring “do so, Soundwave, there may still be use of her.” Turning back to the fembot, my thoughts of Lugnut put aside as the gargantuan Decepticon lay in stasus behind me, I moved all my attention onto the young fembot and got to work.

*Fembot’s P.O.V*

I woke from stasus staring into an all black bot’s red eye, shocked I knocked him back with my two back servos, backflipping away and off the table in surprise. As he stumbled back I blinked twice, bright blue optics taking in everything around myself – it was some sort of medic bay, and come to think of it… I did feel a lot better. Oh crud, was this bot a medic that I’d just assaulted? Thrusters propelling me back over to the other side of the table I ran to his side where he was still recovering and helped him fully upright “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to do that, just a reaction, I suppose. Sorry, again, are you alright?” The black bot straightened with a light cough before responding “quite all right my dear, there are many worse ways to be taken out.” I cringed a little inwardly but smiled otherwise, taking it as a compliment. She looked away from his scrutinising optic before commenting, “where am I? Scrap that, who am I?” The other bot seemed surprised and he replied slowly “you’re on earth’s moon and… you are a Decepticon. My, your memory circuits must have been scrambled in that terrible construction accident. Worry not, Megatron will explain all to you.” He took me by the servo and led me toward the door, his voice calm as he explained and I thought. I am a Decepticon… But that’s only half the question of course – what am I? Some form of robot, apparently, but what was my name?

*Megatron’s P.O.V*

As Shockwave led the Decepticon’s newest recruit to Megatron’s hanger, I considered what I would tell the fembot – that she was a Decepticon, nearly offlined by the Autobots destroying the Decepticon’s justice-weapon. Yes, that would work, and her name, what could her name be… Well, I’d have to see once I discovered her power, after all, all bots had some speciality. I heard the doors of my chamber open and turned to see Shockwave and the fembot and my breath stilled for a moment – she looked like Starscream in the way her components were put together – a jet fighter, undoubtably, with with more feminine features, a different head and a more flattering paintjob. As I stood to get a closer look at her I realized she was quite a charming-looking young fembot, perhaps one that could repopulate the Decepticons even… I stopped a few steps away and was about to speak when I saw her eyes – bright blue, like all autobot eyes, not the fierce red of a Decepticon. I choked on my words for a moment before struggling to keep a straight face, ‘ah, my dear lieutenant… Shockwave, you may leave us, we have much to discuss.” Shockwave bowed and left at that point, I knew everything he’d told her already, as he’d communicated in code across the com-link as he’d escorted her here. Beckoning her forward I formulated exactly what I’d get her to do, ‘now, my love, I want you to focus and use your power, see if you still can, look deep inside yourself and let free whatever force you might find.” As I waited I saw a look of deep focus on her features as she channelled her power and then opened her eyes wide, an earsplittingly high pitch emitted from her vocal processors and I cringed a little, though looking about to see the result. Kilometres away from the ship, out in space, nearby asteroids exploded into thousands of pieces and I grinned triumphantly – oh yes she would be most useful. I had a name now, too, for her power and her likeness to my less favourable Decepticon comrade, “welcome back, my dear Solarscream.” Opening my com-link to Starscream I ordered him back to the base “I have a little mission for you, Starscream, you’re to escort Solarscream to revisit the earth and help her in the revenge she no doubt desires on her enemies.” Turning to Solarscream I smiled warmly at her, readying my freedom-fighters-Decepticons speech while they waited for Starscream to arrive.

[prowl]

Chaper 3

*Starscream’s P.O.V*

I got landed with little-miss-replacement then, Megatron named her with half of my name and called her his lieutenant. That’s me damn it! Once I got to the base I immediately told her to transform and flew off, she caught up though, so I’ll grant her that – it’s somewhat like we were forged from the same protoform. Interesting, that would explain why she wasn’t bad looking. As I flew with her, I knew some way I could get rid of Megatron’s latest favourite – send her off to fight autobots on her lonesome, perhaps, throw her to the dinobots… Something like that. As they neared the buildings I transformed and landed on the roof of a skyscraper, looking out over the city. She landed behind me and I sighed a little and was about to explain about organics when she interrupted, seeming a little uneasy “Starscream, did I, you know, er, merge sparks at all with any of the other Decepticons before?” The question took me aback – what had given her that impression. I remained silent for a moment before returning with a different question, “why, what gives you that impression?” She hesitated, before replying “well, it’s just… Megatron called me his love and Shockwave was calling me dear, they both looked at me like I was a piece of meat.” I was somewhat surprised – both Shockwave and Megatron making moves on the fembot already? Well, I could sort that out, a plan already devising in my mind, “oh they’re just trying to confuse you, you’ve always had that effect on them, you did merge sparks frequently with one Decepticon though…” “who?” she questioned, a look of general intrigue etched on her facemask, “do you honestly not remember?” I asked, making my voice sound genuinely hurt, she shook her head to confirm before I continued. “Why, Solarscream, me and you have always been sparklovers, we dreamt before how we would repopulate Cybertron together, lead the Decepticons to victory. Megatron has always just been a figurehead to the Decepticons – everyone knows the real power lies with us, through the power of our love.” Stepping forward I took her servos in mine and slowly, with permission, kissed her. This was excellent – not only had I now found a perfect sparkpartner, but I’d found someone to aid him in his desire to lead the Decepticons. This was just too perfect…

[prowl]

Chapter 4

*Optimus’s P.O.V*

I woke to the sound of Sari and Bumblebee’s shrieks as they played whatever game they were infatuated with now. Groaning a little, I sat up, stretching my servos wearily – that stasus nap had seemed way too short for what I had to deal with every day. As I walked into the living room I was greeted by the familiar voice of an old friend, “good morning sleepy-bot, finally decided to join the world of online then?” Turning I took in Ratchet, who looked grouchy as ever and yawned before replying “hrmmh, mmh, what time is it Ratchet?” “Three fourty-five in the afternoon, this isn’t like you, prime, are you sure your processor hasn’t set it’s internal clock off? I could take a look and have you fixed up in no time.” Ratchet’s suggestion was interrupted by the silent arrival of Prowl, “I wouldn’t be too abrasive, Ratchet, we all of a lot of stasus we’d like to catch up on with these two around.” He said, looking in the direction of Sari and Prowl. Jazz walked in just behind Prowl, “chill p, they’re just keepin it real.” Prowl sighed a little before nodding as he and Jazz went of to try and find somewhere silent to practice their cyber-ninja training. I finally replied to Ratchet, dismissing the idea “that’s okay, Ratchet, as Prowl said I think I’m just a little worn out.” Ratchet grunted in response before walking off to find something useful to do. Walking over to Bumblebee and Sari I put my hand on the yellow bot’s shoulder, my voice stern “Bumblebee, didn’t I say that this morning you were on monitor duty?” “You didn’t say–” “Yeah yeah, which monitor. That monitor, now get to it.” Sari and Bumblebee both gave massive ‘awww!’ noises of dismay before complying with my orders. Moments later, I heard Bumblebee exclaim “bossbot! You must have some kind of psychic powers, cause here’s Decepticon movement! But, who’s that Decepticon…” “No time now, we’ll have to see when we get there.” I commanded as the other Autobots returned to the main room, “Autobots, transform and roll out!”

*Prowl’s P.O.V*

As we neared the location that the trouble was reported I noted that the traffic routes to where we would meet the Decepticons had been blocked off – good, I considered, it was less dangerous for the organics that way. Up in the air we saw Starscream and transformed to run the rest of the way, if necessary, I could use my jump jet boosters to bring the bot down to Autobot level. I was about to do just that without consultation when another bot appeared beside Starscream, immediately I stumbled and almost fell over with hesitation from stopping my flight. I recognized that bot! But where from… After another second, I noticed her eyes were Autobot blue, not red like Decepticons, though she held no insignia of either. A fraction of a second later, they both began shooting at us, the fembot yelling “die Autobot scum! I will have my revenge!” Dodging out of the way I heard Optimus yell “what revenge? We’ve never even seen you before!” She screeched at them before swooping by, still blasting “don’t lie to me Autobots! You thought you could take out Solarscream so easily?” I recognized that voice – that was it! Azureyesta! She had trained at the Cyberninja training school during the same time that I had, she’d been one of the only fembots there… Turning I saw Bumblebee charging his stingers in her direction and shouted out “no! Don’t shoot! I know that bot, she’s not a Decepticon!” And jumped at Bumblebee, knocking him to the ground and rolling away just moments before shots littered the ground where the two of them had been. “Oh yeah? Well looks like she sure wants to slag us like a Decepticon would!” Bumblebee retorted, charging again, “they must’ve brainwashed her or something.” I tried to explain, but realizing it would all be too late soon if I didn’t do something to make her realize who she was, “Azureyesta! It’s me, Prowl! You must remember! You are no Decepticon, you are an Autobot, like us!” The fembot’s eyes widened in a faint recognition, but was cut off from speaking as Optimus leapt up with his axe and slashed her in the midsection, cutting vital wires connected to her jets. Them unpowered, she crashed to the ground, screaming, only to be caught by Ratchet’s magnetism field adjusters, which set her to the ground and trapped her there. In shock I tried to move forward to assist her but she screamed, her voice high pitched that interrupted my thoughts and made all of them cringe and cling to their auditory circuits. As they did so, a building’s midsection crashed outward, in the direction of Optimus. “No!” I yelled, jumping on Optimus and shoving him out of the way, catching one of my rear servos under some rubble in the process. I watched as Azureyesta weakly looked up at Starscream, the magnetism still pinning her weakly to the ground, she cried out for his help, “help me, lover! They were too many, too powerful…” Starscream seemed to shake his head almost in pity, his words could only just be heard, but I knew they would sting Azureyesta’s perception of things more than anything, “you would’ve been my greatest step toward power. But you were weak. You have much to learn about Decepticons, Solarscream, to us it’s all for one and one for all.” With that, he turned and flew away, Azureyesta’s wounded cry following him.

[prowl]

Chapter 5

*Bumblebee’s P.O.V*

The chick was weird, alright? So we’d just almost got slagged fighting against her and Starscream and now he just abandoned her! Decepticons were weird, some loyalty! Turning from the battle I walked over casually and looked at her, ouch, Bossbot had hit her hard alright. Prowl looked a bit weird, I was still annoyed that he’d stopped my stings though – I could’ve slagged her out of the sky there and then if it weren’t for him! He acted all weird though, like he knew her or something. But yeah, whatever! Prowl was a good guy, he wouldn’t have been involved with a Decepticon fembot like her, would he? Looking at her again I noticed her eyes, “huh, weird, I thought only Autobots had blue eyes.” I felt myself shoved aside and turned to see a limping Prowl, “that’s what I’ve been trying to tell you!” He said, his vocal processors seeming on the fritz – or was Prowl actually angry? That’d be the first time it wasn’t anger at me at least, so it was a victory in some way. “She’s not a Decepticon, she’s an Autobot, kind of anyway, she was a draft-dodger, like me…” Prowl hesitated, obviously uneasy about giving any of his past away, even for the sake of this other fembot he obviously cared about. “She was taken in by the Cyberninja school too, she was a formidable warrior, perhaps even one of the greatest.” I was surprised at that one, Prowl never gave anyone compliments! Not even me! And I mean, giving me compliments was easy, but some random fembot that just tried to slag us halfway to the well of allsparks? He had a bolt loose, I was sure of it. And a Cyberninja? This bot? But she could fly! Only Decepticons and the twins could fly! I rubbed a servo to the side of my processor. “I think you’re a bit confused Prowl.” I commented, looking at the angry and restrained fembot that Ratchet was trying to keep under control. “She doesn’t look happy to see any of us, even you, surely she’d remember her old schoolbuddy?” The fembot interrupted Prowl before he could reply to my excellent point, “I am the buddy of none of you bots! Starscream was wrong to leave me, but Megatron will surely not leave me to you fools, maybe Starscream was lying and it is in fact Megatron that is my sparkmate – in fact, I’m sure of it. You will all pay for capturing me in this way – release me at once!” I rolled my eyes, “gee don’t we hear that from just about every Decepticon ever.” I cringed at her former words, “ew, Megatron loving anything? Yeah right! You’re one confused lady, lady.”

*Bulkhead’s P.O.V*

The fight with Starscream and this new bot Solarscream was pretty intense, I took on and distracted Starscream, of course, using my swinging cannon-ball. It worked, kinda. Everyone else seemed really focussed on the fembot, I didn’t really get it to be honest, if the fights for the Decepticons she’s as bad as them, does it matter who she was or where she came from? Transforming to vehicle mode I rolled over, slowly entering the conversation “uh, guys, I could always hold her in my back and we can take her back to base, I am an armoured van after all.” Prowl responded immediately “that won’t be necessary, Bulkhead, because she’s a friendly, so we don’t have to restrain her.” Optimus cut in right after him, before I could get a word edgeways, so I decided to basically stay out of it, “oh no, Prowl, whoever she is to you she just tried to make us all offline with Starscream and from the looks of her, she’s still all too eager to try that again. She can go with Bulkhead and Ratchet, just in case she tries to get away again – she can’t fly at least, but she’ll still be trying to get away. I thought you had better judgement than that, Prowl, to let emotions get in the way. What’s gotten into you?” Prowl didn’t reply, instead storming off angrily, infuriated that his authority had been underminded by his superior. “Wuo, uh, Ratchet’ll just, uh, put her in my back, then, I guess?” Optimus nodded and Ratchet proceeded to do so. It was obvious to everybody, myself included, that Prowl wasn’t letting on as much as he really knew, but the question was, why not?

[prowl]

Chapter 6

*Starscream’s POV*

As I flew away and mulled over the recent proceedings – my chance of overthrowing Megatron seemed unhappily lacking without the fembot, but at the same time my chances of recognition were greater since I’d taken out some of the competition. Still, as I rocketed further away from the scene on the dirt-planet I couldn’t help somewhat fearing what Megatron would do to me – I’d just lost our latest member of the team and on her first mission no less. Well, I figured I could always lie, said how she’d flown in solo to take on all of the autobots without any sort of backup – I’d warned her, tried to help and was almost captured myself! I was lucky enough to escape alive. That was it, perfect, innocent enough yet showing my brave personality as ever. I couldn’t help thinking of how that ninja-bot had reacted though – he’d stopped the others from attacking Solarscream, maybe there was something to be gained there by exploiting that said weakness. Well, time would see…

*Prowl’s POV*

I couldn’t believe the others wouldn’t listen – Azureyesta would never harm an undeserving bot – sure, she’d obviously been tricked by the Decepticons, but if they’d just let me talk to her, it could’ve all been solved. As I walked down the alley I kicked roughly at a trash can, upsetting a nest of mice who screeched and scattered, making my sparkchamber feel unsettled at their vulnerability. All organics were the same and… Azureyesta would’ve harmed them that day, if they hadn’t done what they’d done, all the same, it felt like turning on Jazz or Master Yoketron just because they were a little out of it, unforgiveable. He would talk to her though, make her see. He couldn’t help but wonder what makeshift cell they’d forge for her though and he worried – he’d make sure she was kept as humanely as possible, that was it. Firing up his jumpjet boosters he ran the wall of a building, landing gracefully on the roof without breaking a stride as he ran on to make his way back to the HQ.

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Back at the Autobot HQ

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*Solarscream’s POV*

I railed from within the makeshift prison that was this oaf of an Autobot’s innards, though my threats and goads were bluntly ignored, I felt that it made the soft-headed Autobot uncomfortable, so I persisted. Some while later, we arrived at some place, I sensed it as they stopped and moved onto a smooth, indoor surface. Outside voices were muffled and I strained to hear, moving to the inside doors and banging viciously on them – I could give this idiot one hell of a stomach ache if nothing else! As I did, I fell into one of my throws as the doors opened, landing ungracefully on my front I felt my hands drawn back and locked into something. Shifting I tried to move and was shocked by the restraints of stasis cuffs. Looking up I saw a petulant yellow bot, looking at me with one optic raised. “Release me, bot, I have done nothing wrong.” I snarled, trying a different approach. He seemed to consider this before kneeling down and looking at me levelly, “hey, I’d love to – just I’m kinda sure you’d try to attack me or some of my friends, so, no can do.” With that he went behind me and hoisted me to my feet, before walking me through some rooms, we passed through one where a tree grew, and momentarily I stopped, my eyes captivated by the graceful gargantuan form of nature. Curiously, the yellow bot watched me without complaint as I sucked in the image of the room, from the swords that I somehow recognized so well, to the blinds, mats and general style of the room. I wanted to move forward and tried to, only to remember how I had the little yellow limpet attached to my arm who was steadily trying to guide my cuff’d self away from the room. “I like this room, I want to stay here.” I said firmly, a fire in my eyes as I glowered at the yellow bot, just waiting for him to argue “no can do, this room’s taken, sorry, we’ve got another lovely one this way though…” I silenced him with a glower but nonetheless allowed him to lead me to a bare, shadowy room which seemed to have acted as some sort of storage cupboard, releasing me he cleared his throat and explained. “Well, we don’t have a proper prison, so I’m just gonna leave you in stasis cuffs here for now and hope that you’re not too uncomfortable, cya!” With that, he left and I snarled quietly to myself – idiotic autobot. All the same, I couldn’t help thinking about the room – it was like déjà vu, like I’d been there before or something. Minutes passed which turned into hours before I sensed something there – it didn’t make itself known, but it was there. I looked up from my position against the wall and narrowed my eyes, “I know you’re there, you can’t fool me, come out.” As I stared at the shadows a bot walked out – he was that same black and gold ninjabot that I’d spotted earlier, who’d tried to distract me with lies in my assault and thus made me falter and be caught off guard, resulting in my capture. My lips stayed closed, a untrusting glare on my opponent, he stepped forward, his features soft as he just stared at me, I opened my lips to speak, but for some reason, I found myself not wanting to speak, bizarrely quite happy to just stare back at the other bot. My breath caught as he came close, kneeling down to be level with me, his servos reached behind my back and pulled me closer, for a moment the distance between us was almost embarrassingly near and I pulled back a little, only to find his hands doing something behind me. A moment later a click sounded and he drew back, moving my hands I realized what he’d done as my stasis cuffs dropped to the floor with a light clatter. Moving my hands forward I rubbed my wrists lightly but didn’t move my gaze from him – unable, even. My optics held a slight fear as I whispered my words to the air, “who am I?”

[prowl]

Chapter 7

*Prowl’s POV*

I breathed a sigh of relief as something humane came into my old friend’s eyes, I let myself sit, now fully aware that she was not going to harm me. As she questioned, I was only too willing to comply to answer her question, “Your name is Azureyesta, you were protoformed on Cybertron where you came into being. Like me, you were a draft dodger throughout the war, for your own reasons taking neither the side of the autobots nor the decepticons, it was for that reason you were sent to the stockades by the elite guard, where we met.” I paused for a moment, half-realizing the slight blush that came to my features, before I hurried on, “anyway, I was shortly taken away from the stockades by a mysterious benefactor unwillingly, leaving you alone in the stockades, an act that still aggrieves me. It turned out I was taken under the wing by a Master Yoketron, trainer or circuitsu who had high hopes for me. I pleaded for a long time into my training that he rescue you from the stockades, eventually, he agreed and you joined his dojo in training. You were bitter, untrusting of the others and felt betrayed by me for leaving you. But you excelled, learning with and without weapons until eventually Master Yoketron gave you your own weapons – two golden samurai sword, which never left your side.” As I said this, my optics slid across her, for the first time realizing her prized swords were nowhere to be found. I felt suspicious about this, but continued nonetheless, “When you finished your training, you were summoned by the Elite Guard to meet with their intelligence sector, they had heard things and wanted you amongst their ranks. I begged you not to go – if you chose a side, I feared we would be distanced, I wanted to go off into space, meditating and seeking a better future for the both of us, but you ignored me. Too bitter for my previous betrayal, you went to the autobots. Shunned, I went elsewhere and we did not meet till much later, when you stumbled upon earth. I sensed your arrival and rushed to meet your location, where I found you observing organics in the park, we embraced and I brought you back here – without telling the others. I had you stay in my chamber, taking stasus in the tree and training with me for that time. Slowly, you told me of how the intelligence sector had only wanted you for your mental strengths and not valued you as a warrior, how after a dispute, you had declined their offer and left. They had tried to capture you and force you to either work for them or return to the stockades. You had fled, the decepticons more than happy to take you temporarily under their wing. They filled you with stories of their attempts to fight freely and release bots from the oppression of their Autobot leaders. You’d agreed to help them in their cause then, but had refused to be branded – claiming your allegiance was to nobody. They grudgingly accepted this and you went on missions – until you found out those missions were against innocents along with Autobots, you refused to help and they cast you out, threatening that if you were ever to return, they would not hesitate to fire upon you. You told me how the leader of the team you’d been in was called Strika, but that is all. Not long after, you left earth in search of meditation and other planets similar to this one. I… I never saw you again since then.” Finishing the story, I looked down, saddened by the last factor – I had always assumed Azureyesta had forgotten about me, moved on with her life, I never had of course, but I thought she was safe, in good hands. But now she returned, without swords, with wings and no memory. It was all a difficult for me to process, so I could only imagine how it now felt for her.

[prowl]

Chapter 8

*Solarscream's POV*
Quietly I listened to the other ninjabot's story, it answered many questions, though I could only wonder if it was entirely truthful - yet why would he tell me of things like his abandonment of me and later my abandonment of him. Things came back to me now, like long-forgotten memories brought up. It also allowed me to unlock parts of my mind that had the answers that he didn't know, "yes, yes I remember. The jets I can explain, though I take no pride in it. Not that long ago, I teamed up with an arms dealer and bounty bot, seeking some materialistic wealth to assist in my studies - maybe raise a dojo myself. One was called Swindle and the other Lockdown. They were a crude pair but I learnt to ignore their rough mannerisms, though more than once Lockdown attempted to charm me, I resisted. But they upgraded me so that I might be as well-equipped as themselves, giving me jet modifications from their previous experiments. I appreciated it and we worked well together until they both wanted a larger share, they were more like sharks than bots, they decided to take away the weakest part. So in our latest enterprise, upon destroying an outpost, they blasted me with it. My memory was scrambled but they took me aboard and acted as if it was a real shame, stripping me of my weapons." I clenched my fist then - my swords were taken from me, nobody ever touched my swords, I could get my revenge for that one. "And then... They discarded me to space, where I drifted not far from here, to the white ball that hovers in the sky, where I was found by a Decepticon... Starscream. They lied to me, told me the Autobots had put me in this state and sent me with Starscream on a reconaisance. I believed them. Then again, I believed in the Autobot sense of freedom. I trust neither. My name they told me was Solarscream, to think that sheerly for similar modifications, they made the second part at all similar to Starscream. Yet, Azureyesta, that was a name that I was given at birth by Autobots. Long, pure, a good name. No, I cannot take it either. I am neither Solarscream nor Azureyesta..." I looked up thoughtfully at Prowl, "no, I am Solar, neutral cyberninja bot and I ask only one thing of you - Prowl, yes, I remember now, Prowl" I smiled, remembering his name and fonder memories of our past together, "that you and your friends help me, help me get revenge on the bots that stole my weapons. Help me reclaim my swords."

*Prowl's POV*
I could hardly say no, really, as she revealed the truth, it made me angry that Lockdown would ever do such a thing - I'd never really known Swindle, but Lockdown had once seemed so similar to myself, almost brotherly. I shook my processor, I had no allegiance to Lockdown, I would help the friend that had -almost- always been there for me. Clearing my thoughts, I smiled at Azureyesta as she renamed herself - that wasn't so bad, easier to say than the other two names, I supposed, rising I held out a servo to her and helped her up as she took it. "I'm going to have quite a bit to explain." I grinned at her and lead her back toward the main room, this was going to be interesting...