Welcome back mechs and femmes, to Transformers Prime, I know I've not delivered a very good story after I finished Nemesis Prime, just ran out of ideas, I made 'New Powers' to sort of clear the way for this one. Hope you enjoy! Please review! Disclaimer, I own only Blackwolf, all rights go to Hasbro and The Hub Network.

The burning structure was collapsing, completely falling apart, Galvetron lay on the ground unconscious. Almost ten feet away, Blackwolf was on his knees, holding up the metal structure, keeping it from falling on Arcee who was crouched near him, unable to do anything.

"Arcee, you have to go now!" he groaned as he felt his arms begin to falter.

"No! I'm not gonna leave you!" she sobbed, holding close to him.

"Arcee..." he paused before continuing, "we're out of options, I can only hold the building up for you to get out, if I let go then we all die!" he groaned in pain as his arm faltered further.

"No...no, I made a promise a long time ago that I'm never going to leave you…and by Primus I meant it!" she bawled her optics out as she held closer to him, never leaving his side.

(Three days earlier, Omega Three, Nevada, 10:37 P.M)

Autobot base's mood was much lighter, the Autobots instead of working and worrying about when they'll be attacked next, were all talking, relaxing, all enjoying life. Their human allies were standing on the raised area, talking to Bulkhead and Bumblebee. Smokescreen and Grimlock were talking together about the Dinobots, even Optimus was engaged in a conversation with June.

Blackwolf entered the room and was almost instantly called over by Ratchet, as he walked over he noticed his lovely Arcee sitting on a stack of crates, who sent him a wink, which would've probably sent chills up his spine if he was human. "What's up Ratchet?" he asked the medic.

Ratchet had set up a hologram of Blackwolf's new body, every feature. "I was studying over your new body and noticed something very different." he looked to the hologram.

"I can't tell, what's changed?" he was starting to get worried, he had seen changes when he discovered his new powers, but this sounded urgent.

"I looked at where your thrusters and after several attempts, I've discovered that they lead into another alt-mode for you." he finished seeing Blackwolf's shock.

"Wait so I'm a triple-changer? What's my other alt-mode?" he quickly asked, the medic turned back to face him.

"Yes, and to answer your other question, I am not sure, but after you obtained your new body, it added the new alt-mode to your system." he finished, looking back at the hologram, then back to Blackwolf.

"Then let me figure out how to change to it and we'll find out." the medic signaled everyone to stand back if they were near the two of them. Blackwolf seemed to be shifting different parts of his body, trying the correct pattern, until his t-cog made a loud click and then began shifting his body until he sat there in his new form, until four long propellers folded out from the top and a tail, specifically for air flight came out the back, two wings folded out the sides with matching two rocket-launchers on each under-side, and finally under the cockpit was an energon infused mini-gun.

The huge attack helicopter didn't move, it just sat there, not moving a bit. "Well...this is interesting...it seems that Starscream's advantage of flight is no longer, I can finally shoot his sorry aft outta the sky next time I see him." the voice of Blackwolf chuckled, coming from the helicopter before it shifted back to his body.

After a few minutes, the crowd dispatched and everyone went back to what they were doing before. Blackwolf looked to see Arcee turn to walk through the hall but looked back to him and smirked devilishly, looked away, and walked away into the hall, her hips swaying each step she took, as if luring him to follow.

He finally caught up to her to find that she entered the training room, she just stood there, looking at him. "Ya know, last time we sparred, back on Cybertron, you let me win because you said you vowed to never fight a femme on either side, but yet you've fought Airachnid, so why did you not at least counter my attacks?" she asked the tall mech.

"Arcee I uhh...I meant that I wouldn't fight a femme on either side intentionally," he commented on her question.

"It looked to me that you fought Airachnid intentionally, twice now." she added.

"If I didn't fight her then she would've killed you." he answered.

"Then there's also Slipstream...what happened between you two anyway if I may ask?" she asked, he sighed deeply, thinking back to during the fire of the war.

"My vow's the reason she's still alive, it was a battle over an energon fueling station for several transports leaving Cybertron. Starscream, Skywarp, Thundercracker, and Slipstream were leading the cons in that fight, I was leading the only platoon left to defend it. When it came down to the fight, I killed Skywarp and Thundercracker both, of course Starscream flew off, but Slipstream and I fought, she nearly killed me in that fight but I finally saw an opening and floored her. I stood over her, I could've killed her there and then, but I showed mercy, I had just taken the lives of the two brothers she actually cared for, and I spared her life." he finished, remembering at how they almost lost that battle.

She took a minute to let that sink in, he had the chance to kill Slipstream, but he spared her because he had hurt her enough and didn't want to further. "Blackwolf...just, wow, I actually can't think of anything to say after that." she sighed, seeing the guilt that he held.

"Ya know Arcee, the cons may be evil, but that doesn't mean that they don't care, there were quite a few who looked out for each other, like we all look out for our family." he finished, remembering what he was told about the golden age of Cybertron, when they Autobots and the Decepticons were greatest allies, later turned enemies. She just thought of what he said and realized that he was speaking like a true Prime, his words were filled with wisdom.

But she remembered why she brought him into the training room and wanted to move past this subject and make the moment less comfortable for Blackwolf. "So...anyway, I brought you in here to spar." she grinned, walking over to the terminal and setting up the floor.

"I don't know Arcee, what if I accidentally went too far and hurt you." he finished with panic in his tone. It warmed her spark about how he'd never intentionally hurt her, and it made their love for one another stay strong in the hardest of times.

"Well that's why we're sparring, we aren't performing deadly strikes against one another as if we WERE in battle, only simple fighting styles." she finished, walking up to the floor. "Or are you afraid to lose to a femme in something as simple as a sparring match?" she challenged, smirking evilly to him.

"Alright, but just to answer that question." he finished walking onto the floor. Once he entered, an energon powered wall formed around the floor, not letting them leave unless ordered to cease, or until somebody won the match.

"MATCH BEGINNING IN FIVE NANO-KLIKS"

"FIVE"

"FOUR"

"THREE"

"TWO" they prepared themselves.

"ONE"

"BEGIN"

They two warriors lunged at each other, both instantly locking into their defenses and going on the offensive whenever there was an opening. It had been long since Blackwolf had used the old form of Metallikato, an older Cybertronian form of martial arts that Drift had taught him during the war on Cybertron. This shocked Arcee that he knew this fighting style that was slightly older than herself.

While Arcee quickly kept dodging his strikes, Blackwolf blocked each time she would try to counter, it shocked her that he was even keeping up with her pace. Both were so locked in sparring that they were going full speed, if it weren't for their equal match for one another, they would have inflicted serious damage to each other.

But Blackwolf's mind got the best of him, as he blocked her strikes, he looked closer to see her movements, her such fluid movements. He looked to the beautiful smile on her faceplate that said she was enjoying this match, her gorgeous blue optics, but what really got him right now were the movements from her waist down, her curvy hip moved in swift motions, her long sharply designed legs, it made him ogle her further, but he had the worst timing imaginable as he didn't block her next roundhouse kick and it hit him directly in the faceplate and sent him flying onto his back.

She gasped in shock and instantly ran to his side, worried that she had badly hurt him. "MATCH COMPLETE, AUTOBOT ARCEE IS VICTORIOUS" the voice of Teletraan one finished, disabling the force field around the training floor.

"Blackwolf?! Primus, please don't tell me I sent you into stasis or worse!" she panicked, but he slowly opened his optics, looking very dazed.

"I'm alright." he chuckled at her reaction. She instantly looked unamused at his joking mood about what just happened and slapped him across the side of his faceplate that she didn't kick. A slap wasn't painful, but her kicks never ceased to cause damage.

"That wasn't funny Blackwolf, you had me worried sick, what happened anyway, why'd you lock up like that?" she frowned slightly.

"Well...I, uhhh…I may have been ogling you as we sparred." he sounded embarrassed about it. While she was slightly shocked at his truthfulness. Back during the war, she was widely admired by other mechs' to be very beautiful, some looked at her a little too much below her midsection but when she chewed them out about it, they would never admit it, but Blackwolf told the truth and in her mind, it made her feel good that her sparkmate ogled her.

"You ogle me?" she asked him, her tone filled with curiosity, his optics widened at the question.

But he wouldn't ever lie to his sparkmate. "Yes I ogle you, a lot actually." he sighed, thinking it made her lose respect for him.

"Back on Cybertron, no-one ever said they admired me in that way, but you're the first to say it to me." she finished quietly.

"Arcee, you can't tell me that not ONE mech on Cybertron shared the same feelings for you like myself." he couldn't believe that HIS Arcee wasn't the center of attention in the many bases she was in on Cybertron.

"No Blackwolf, you're the first one to ever love me, most mechs I fought alongside or against during the war underestimated me, or wanted something else from me..." she slurred at the end, knowing that what she had told him would anger him.

"What?! Why those fraggers! If I had known, I would have torn them to scrap metal! We're Autobots, the freedom fighters, yet even some of our soldiers were perverted in such a disrespecting way!" he almost yelled, his tone was full of fury. She placed a servo on his back to try and calm him down, but her fear returned when his optics changed red. She gasped and stepped in front of him and looked into his optics, trying to calm him and cease his rage. Her optics shone brighter than ever, desperate to snap him out of this, she placed a servo on his right cheek and pressed her helm against his.

"Blackwolf please! Don't let what happened to me in the past make your anger take control of you!" she pleaded over their bond, speaking to him through her mind.

"But so many awful things have happened to you! Tailgate, Cliffjumper, being in the middle of the war, and I couldn't be there to help you in any way! I wanna give you a better life Arcee, really I do! You deserve a better life with someone who can give you that better life." he responded, the anger beginning to die down.

"Blackwolf, Wolf Prime, the official guardian of Team Prime, is my sparkmate, I don't want or need someone else to give me a better life, because you've already given me a better life, I may still have to fight, and yes I have seen awful things and will probably see more awful things, but I'd rather be with you and face those hardships together, than live a quiet and peaceful life with someone else." she finished, looking deep into his optics seeing the rage in his optics falter, his optics flashed yellow and back to red.

She pulled one of his servos and placed it on her chest, and placed her other servo on his broad chest, both their servos lighting up from the contact from their sparks. "Where ever the path we follow takes us, my spark is yours and will always be with you." she smiled lovingly to him.

"And where ever you find yourself, be it the battlefield, near death, or in harm's way, my spark is yours and will shield you until it's light dies out." he returned the smile, both enjoying this very poetic worded moment.

"But no matter if even death should take us, and Alpha Trion welcomes us into the well of the Allspark, my spark will forever search for yours until reunited." he barely finished.

"And my spark will forever search for yours." her optics became glassy with energon tears, he held her close in his broad arms, always shielding her from harm. She leaned up and pressed her metallic lips against his and wrapped her arms around his neck, he returned just as strong, pressing against her lips, deepening the embrace.

She proceeded to wrap her legs around his waist, separating their embrace for a mere second before returning to it. He slowly carried her down the hall, not caring if anyone saw their affection until they reached their quarters, he lifted the latch and opened the large door and slammed it shut before locking it.

He carried her over and laid her on the berth and joined with her lips again in unison, hovering above her, both of them not caring if they were called by even Optimus, no, they were going to be selfish and enjoy this moment together. He moved down and began kissing her neck, this almost sent shivers up her metal body, she even almost felt a blush burn through her metallic cheeks, if she were human. He continued to kiss her neck, but he then hesitated, not continuing, confusing her.

"Arcee if we continue this, we'll cross a path that we can't come back from." he warned her, wanting her decision ahead of his.

"Yes…I want to share this with you Blackwolf, I want this." she finished holding close to him again.

"Then that's all I needed to know." he surprised her when he nearly devoured her mouth with his, their built in glossas battling for dominance. She moaned into their deep embrace as they let the night carry them into a long night of interfacing.

So how was that guys, too poetic? Sorry if it seemed a bit much, but I worked hard on thinking those and I thought they belonged there, anyway hope you enjoy the rest!