A/N: This is it folks, the final chapter in the Power Arc and we get to find out the name I gave our group, now I can call them this instead of whatever I've been calling them. Anyways, you might be wondering about the next arc name and who it will focus on this time, well in order to find out you gotta read the whole chapter and at the end I will tell you, now, on with the show!

Chapter 25-Empowered

No One's POV

Log 987, Date, July 10th, 2280. This is Lolita, it has been more or less a week since we had found Miko Nakadai trapped in rubble in the Valenti Station. Since then she has only regained awareness once, and is still physically weak from the trauma and lack of care she was given in captivity.

In that time me and Rafeal have been working on a Biological Scanner in order to find our MIA member, Jack Darby. Who is still believe is dead, but I guess I will indulge in his hope and project so I won't mention that to anyone else.

Anyways. Back on topic.

We haven't had much success in the device though, it may take some time to get it working and in a format were it is able to be easily carried around. As well we have devoted ourselves to remaking new limbs for the missing ones of our struggling friend, as a way of helping her and us healing from the trama we all faced.

I guess I will also update the status of Knockout and Arcee's energy problem.

It took some doing but I was able to find a sample of Dark Energon and had Knockout examine it for me. It turns out due to the nature of this world, it seems that our Dark Energon is different from theirs, it turns out it can be refined into a drinkable substance and after some testing on machines it turns out that there are no negative effects, well seems anyways.

We theorize that the bombardment of the Great War may have poisoned Unicron himself and possible severing his connection to the dark substance. Knockout and Arcee were getting desperate for a fuel source so Arcee volunteered to test it first.

She was under quarantine as we studied the effects of the substance on her, after sometime and with much hesitation we deemed it safe enough though I have planted devices in them to help keep tabs on them in case of any bad reactions, side effects of using the substance so far was light violet optic colors and biolights becoming a light violet as well.

As well, Arcee and Knockout have fulfilled their wish to join the Minutemen, even had a whole ceremony and everything. Under Colonial Bren's leadership I think they'll be fine. Currently they are away on training with the Minutemen, which is fine, they need a break, I believe. After training they have plans to initialize an examination of Valenti Station and send out search parties looking for Jack.

As well, my new secret project has begun, with the constant data streaming from the devices in the Cybertronians I am trying to build a greater body based on them for me and eventually Raf, hopefully.

And finally, me. An update on me.

I don't know what to say or feel, honestly all of this is a lot to take in. With the loss of Jack and the slow drifting away of everyone I am beginning to think that I might not have there company much longer and I have grown to love it.

Even if we find ourselves in horrible situations, I like the company.

Especially Raf, he has the brain of an adult with the mannerisms of a boy about to hit puberty. Mentally, of course. He's still getting used to that fact.

But, I worry for the future. I worry about this new threat, this Imperium.

I do know one thing though, if they ever rear their heads again we'll be ready.

For the longest time in the deepest parts of my mind I was thinking of a name, what to call us. The Imperium called us the Myriad, but I think its to harsh of a word. I have been thinking about it a lot now, as I've had more time to write these logs.

One came to mind though, something that fit us perfectly.

We seek one goal, and in the end there is only one way of finding the way back to their home, or towards whatever destiny awaits us.

We are the Pathfinders.

The recording stopped and she placed it into a secure file on her computer. She leaned back in her chair, stretching her stiff joints making them more movable. She smiled to herself, proud of how far they had come.

As she went to power down, one thought wandered into her processor.

How long will they remain? How many months or years will they be here? How long does she have to spend with them?

And if they find a way back to their home, will she be left behind?

Jack's POV

I don't know how long it's been, days seem to blend together. I just live minute by minute, trying to survive for one more minute, one more second. Because if I die, I will surely end up wandering the wastes as a mournful and restless ghost.

If I die, I can't be redeemed.

I know it's silly to still think about it, redemption, after everything I endured while trapped in that mind of a Synth. After all that Miko put me through some may think it was enough, that was enough for redemption.

But no, that wasn't Miko, well not her in spirit and thought.

So it didn't count, I wasn't redeemed. I still had the sins crawling under my skin. Until I could repay them for what I had dropped them into, maybe then this guilt will go away. The regret is torment, a weight of a thousand worlds on my shoulders, as there unofficial leader I was meant to protect them, and I failed.

I needed a new route, a new way to earn my redemption.

And I am here, among the Gunners. A powerful faction in the Commonwealth, these guys are Raiders almost expect they have tact and future thinking in mind. These guys were heavily armed, heavily armored and supplied well from the main headquarters in Gunners Plaza.

Turns out Colonel Lockwood is from outside the Commonwealth, he leads a group that on occasions scouts out possible areas for takeovers just outside the Commonwealth, he is named Colonel which means he has higher authority then the Captain that runs Gunners Plaza, who only allowed it because of his extreme dedication to the cause of the Gunners and his willingness to go beyond the Commonwealth, a notoriously dangerous uncharted place.

And here I am, standing to the left and a little behind the Colonel himself.

My hair has been shaved on the sides giving me a mohawk, I now wore army fatigues and some combat armor. A collar with a blinking red light was attached to my neck and they had forced me to get my blood type tattooed on my face above my eyebrow, a 'precaution' they said.

They had also given me laser rifle and a combat knife, Colonel Lockwood said if I was to defend him then I should be well equipped too.

He was currently talking to a Major who had just returned from a mission, they talked in hushed tones but from what I could hear it was a success.

"So," The Major called out towards me. "Who is fresh blood?"

The Major was a towering women that was built, it looked like she could crush a person's skull with her hands. She had red rusty hair that was pulled back into a bun, she wore black glasses and was in combat armor that seemed more refined than the Captains.

Standing next to Colonel Lockwood who was out of his Power Armor, only wearing it outside, she towered over him.

"Ah, a slave sold to us by the Imperium. As you know recruitment is at a low, so we resort to...conscription. I don't like calling him a slave nor by his very boring name either." She looked at Lockwood curiously.

"What name do you call him by?"

"I call him Crow, because of how black his hair is." She nodded.

"Simple enough, the collar?" Colonel Lockwood chuckled.

"Well we have to make sure he doesn't run away, being a former slave and whatnot I think he wouldn't like this new job as much as his silence says so." The Major looked at me curiously.

While there was a bead of silence I chuckled in my head at the name, Crow, a birds' names. One bird associated with bad luck and death, but also intelligence, flexibility and destiny.

After much thinking, I think I have found a way to redeem myself. Taking down one of the biggest threats from the inside, that will give me what I need and show them I am worth of their forgiveness. It will show them I am a contempt leader and a patient one too.

The Major spoke breaking my thought process, "Well then, let me introduce myself, Crow. My name is Major Roza and I am the right hand of Lockwood here, you better keep this man alive or so help me I'll end you myself, do I make myself clear, soldier?"

"Yes, ma'am."

It was perfect, with the deaths of these Gunners I would be released from my guilt and nothing will be standing in the way of my redemption, when they see me next time they will forgive me, they will welcome me with open arms.

I will be accepted once more as their leader.

I will be their protector once more.

I will be free.

And the Gunners only have to do one thing.

Die.

A/N: Wow, what a way to end a chapter. Anyways you are here for the next arcs details, as seen above we are moving in on Jack this time around and for the most part the majority of the chapters will be about him, with some scattering of the others as they recover and try to find Jack, not like in the Power Arc but similar. ANYWAYS! THE NEXT ARC OF THE STORY WILL BE CALLED...REDEEMED! YEAH! So excited for it, but for now have a wonderful day and I'll see you guys next time in a brand new arc!