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Chapter 39

Silver Star squealed with delight as she ran around the metallic surface of Iacon. Though it was in ruins, the sparkling couldn't be more excited.

Earlier that day, her sire had made Bumblebee a warrior, now, with the help of some of the Vehicons, the process of rebuilding began. Bulkhead was back in his element of construction.

"Star!" the yellow bot came over, scooping her up in his servos. "You wanna come back to the ship with me?"

The sparkling nodded. "Yea!"

Blaster leaned back against a table, blasting earth dubstep from his speakers. However, there was an annoying knocking sound echoing through the hallways, from the brig. "Man, they are trouble, we need to shut up that rabble."

"I agree." Bumblebee opened up a communications channel to the brig. Knock Out and several Vehicons looked up at them. "Ok, you've got our attention. Now what do you want?"

"We have rights! Let us out of here, or at least give us something. We're bored out of our helms in here."

"Shut your stuffer," Blaster scoffed, "All you want is your buffer."

Silver Star stuck her glossa out at the mech. "Yea!"

The former scout picked up Knock Out's precious rotary buffer. "Oh, you want this…" He began running it over his own paint, making it shine.

"Do me! Do me!" Bee held the buffer on the front and back of the tiny femme, making her giggle as her paint began to gleam.

"THIS IS CRUEL AND UNUSUAL PUNISHMENT!" the red medic screamed.

"Bye, bye!" Silver Star ran over to the button, which shut off the communication, and jumped on it, ending the connection.

Just then, Elita came in. "Blaster, Bumblebee, we need you. Smokescreen and Ultra Magnus just encountered two more Predacons. Ratchet has been called in to help, but we need you to find track down the new Predacons. I'll stay here with Silver Star."

"Yes mam." The two ran out.

Silver Star cocked her helm. She remembered that Predacons were the big bots that transformed into dragons. She'd seen a glimpse of one during her imprisonment. "Carrier, where is Sire?"

"He-he's working on something." The femme took her daughter into her servos. "Star, in order for our planet to be completely restored, we need to return the Allspark to the core. However, we have to get it out of you without hurting you. He's trying to figure that out, right now."

The knocking from the brig came again, and the femme opened the channel. "Knock Out, could you please stop."

"Elita? Finally a bot with some sense." The medic vented. "Look, I might have some information for you, in return for some… necessities."

"Your buffer… I may just take you up on that, if you know where Shockwave and Starscream may be hiding."

The red Decepticon vented and looked back at the monitor. "I don't know exactly where they are, but I do have an idea where you might find out. Shockwave had secret labs all over the planet, and I think the database at Darkmount may have the locations of each one… can I have my buffer now?"

"I'll bring it down to you," the femme nodded. "However, if you lied to me, I'll take the buffer and make sure your paint is scratched before I do." With that, she terminated the connection. She set her daughter down on the console. "I'm going to take this down to Knock Out; I'll be back in a minute."

"Kay." The sparkling watched her carrier leave the room. Ever since she arrived on Cybertron, she'd felt a pulsing coming from inside the planet. Now, she guessed it was the Allspark energy wanting to go back.

A few minutes later, Elita returned, opening a communications channel to Arcee. "Arcee, come in…"

"What is it, Elita?"

"I just got some new information from Knock Out. He says the database at Darkmount may have the locations of Shockwave's lairs." The femme informed.

"Got it."

Optimus turned as his sparkmate and daughter entered the room. Bulkhead, Bumblebee, Arcee, and Smokescreen came back from Darkmount, extremely injured.

What they told him, made him worried, worried for his little Silver Star.

"Orion, what has happened?"

"Ariel," he took his sparkling into his servos. "Unicron has returned, possessing Megatron's body. He-he's here for Silver Star."

The two femmes stared at him, shock and fear evident in their optics. "What? Why?"

"He wants to destroy the Allspark and Cybertron itself."

"Sire…" Star squirmed a little bit. "Can I go to my qua'ters?"

Optimus gave her a comforting smile; he understood that she was frightened and wanted to curl up on her berth, maybe even sleep, hoping to wake up and find that Unicron was but a dream. "Yes, but Wheeljack will escort you."

"Got it, chief." The wrecker grinned. "Come on, kid. I'll walk you to your quarters." He smiled at the sparkling as she jogged to keep up with him. "Don't worry about Unicron, your Sire won't let anything happen to you."

She smiled, tottering ahead. Suddenly, a slim servo reached out and caught her up. "Well, look what we have here."

"Star!"

Silver Star stared up at Starscream. "Surrender Autobot, or I'll end the little femme." Wheeljack lowered his weapons and Vehicons, freed from the brig, surrounded him. "And you, little one, I don't know how you survived Shockwave's procedure, but if you try and freeze me in crystal, the troops will offline your Autobot friend."

He carried her to where the other Autobots awaited, taking the device, known as the immobilizer, from the freed Knock Out, who stole the phase shifter from a incapacitated Smokescreen.

Optimus and Elita stared in fear as Starscream tightened his grip on their daughter. "Autobots! Surrender, or I offline the little one."

"Starscream, we want the same as you, to stop Unicron." Elita spoke calmly, trying to alleviate the situation. "He is headed for the Well of Allsparks to destroy Primus, and then he'll come after Silver Star. We are heading to stop him."

"I don't want to stop him! We can't stop him! I'm taking this ship all the way to Regulon 4!"

"Or, what about going back to earth. I wouldn't mind taking over there." Knock Out smirked.

Blaster growled. "What about Cybertron, we can't let our planet again be gone."

Starscream pointed the immobilizer at them. "SILENCE! If you won't help me escape, I'll just immobilize you and…"

"There's one problem with your plan," Bumblebee narrowed his optics. "That's not the real immobilizer."

"What? But how…"

Two servos, utilizing the phase shifter, reached through Starscream, grabbing the immobilizer and Silver Star. The femme found herself in Knock Out's grasp as he hit the Decepticon second-in-command with the immobilizer, breaking it in half.

As the bots stared at him in shock, the red medic set the sparkling on the ground. "There we go… and take that Screamer!"

"Knock Out, we needed that!" Bumblebee pointed at the broken device in the medic's servos.

"Wait… that was the real immobilizer…?"

Silver Star clung to her carrier's digits. "Orion, are you sure we have to bring her with us? Why can't we leave her with Ratchet and Ultra Magnus?"

"If she is virtually defenseless, Unicron might target her first. Our daughter will be better protected if she is with us." Optimus rubbed his daughter's helm. "Ariel, you stay back and protect her."

The Well of Allsparks stretched out behind them, Elita standing behind the others, near to the edge, gripping Silver Star in her left servo.

The little femme trembled as she saw a disfigured Megatron… no, Unicron, riding on an undead Predacon, with others lumbering behind.

An animalistic cry filled the air as three Predacons landed beside Optimus. The leader spoke to Optimus, before flying into the air, and hovering overhead.

The little femme offlined her optics and clutched her carrier's digits, as the horrible, screeching cries of the undead monsters, attacked.

Suddenly, she felt herself wrenched from Elita's grip, and a cold servo began squeezing her. Unicron, to her horror, held her in his grasp. "Vessel of the Allspark, you are mine! And, I will make your end swift."

"NO!" Silver Star struggled, however, as he squeezed, her world fell dark.

"Do not give in…" a deep voice spoke out.

The sparkling's optics onlined, glowing brighter than ever before, the blue light exploded from her body. Unicron cried out in shock and agony, as the light engulfed him.

"SILVER STAR!" The light faded and there stood Unicron, encased in crystal; Silver Star glowed, floating in the air, in front of the evil bot. She raised her tiny servo and cracks appeared in the crystal. It shattered and Megatron, turning back to his normal-looking self, fell to his knees.

The tiny femme stopped glowing and dropped to the ground. Surprisingly, Megatron was the one who reached out and caught her. He looked up as Optimus, wounded though he was, stood over him, blaster pointed at his arch foe. The former warlord lay the tiny femme on the ground, before staring up at her sire. "Go ahead and finish it…"

Optimus glared, before noticing strange look of sorrow in the eyes of his arch nemesis. The Autobot leader lowered his weapon. "Why…?

"I have felt the taste of oppression and enslavement, and have lost the taste for it." He looked down as Silver Star's optics onlined. "You should end me, here and now. I do not deserve mercy."

Optimus knew thing would be easier with Megatron gone for good, but, he paused at the strained voice of his daughter. "Sire, don't. Le' him go; he wants to stop being bad, give him a chance."

"Hmph… I never thought your sparkling would speak up on my behalf." Megatron vented.

"Megatron, go."

The warlord stood up just as a skinny seeker came running up. "Master! You are well; praise the Allspark! Now we can take over Cybertron." He bent, quickly, to grab Silver Star, but a large pedde slammed between his servo and the sparkling.

"No. I refuse to do such things again."

"My Lord…?" Starscream blinked, before his facial plating hardened. "Fine! The Decepticons will live on without you." He transformed and flew away.

The other bots, having heard what Megatron said, watched as the silver mech turned away. Before he transformed, a small voice, the voice of the tiny femme, came to him. "Bye, bye…" For this first time, he allowed a genuine smile to slip out, before he transformed and flew away.

After Ratchet and Knock Out repaired the bots, Optimus took his daughter into his servos. "Now, there is one last thing we must do."

"Orion," Elita took her sparkmate's servo, "I wish to come, just in case this is…" she choked up at the thought.

"What's going on?" Smokescreen cocked his helm.

"Optimus has to return the Allspark to the core of Cybertron, and that means removing it from Silver Star."

The bots all looked down, but Bumblebee's voice broke through their sorrowful thoughts. "We can't think like that, and we can't say goodbye. Star will make it through, she always does!" This made them all smile and nod.

Optimus nodded to them before taking his family and plunging into the depths of the Well of Allsparks. He would've been lying if he said he wasn't concerned. Removing the Allspark from his daughter would be difficult, and who knows what it would do to her.

As they approached the core, his worry heightened.

They landed in front of the core, which pulsed with Energon. "Optimus Prime… what brings you here?"

"Primus…" the red mech vented, out of nervousness. "I have come to return the Allspark. However, it is within my daughter. Is it possible to remove it, without harming her?"

"Indeed it is… come forward child." Silver Star, timidly made her way towards Primus. As she drew nearer, a stream of blue energy came out of her and into the core. It took mere moments for the energy to leave the child. "Go, and live your lives…" Lights shot out, like fireworks, past the family, and into the golden sky.

Optimus picked up his daughter and held her to his chassis, with his other arm around his sparkmate, and nothing, absolutely nothing, could make him happier than having his home, and his family by his side.

Silver Star stared, wide optic at the lights, and all the sorrow and fear of her hard life, vanished in an instant, replaced by the joy of her new life…

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE HAVE DONE IT!

THE STORY IS OVER, AND THE SEQUEL HAS BEGUN!

Go check it out: it's called "Silver Star".

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Psalm 47:1

"Clap your hands, all you nations; shout to God with cries of joy."