Cue the hallelujah and angel music for this story has risen. I am so so so so so so sorry this took so long. I lost the original document and just sort of lost the mojo for this story. However, I managed to get this out so that's good. Unfortunately not a lot happens in this chapter. Hopefully I'll be able to get another one out soon.

Please, please enjoy.

Megatronus was in powerdown and Ariel was watching him closely. They were still quite a way from Tyger Pax.

Ever since that one night, the group hadn't come into contact with the Elite, but they had decided that they weren't going to take anymore chances. Fon was flying a lot more and they never stayed in a single, easily accessible place for longer than a few hours.

Ariel didn't really like Megatronus. At all. Sure, he had bought them time before and helped get another tool, but Ariel had a bad feeling tugging at the back of her processor. Something about the gladiator made her incredibly uneasy. The feeling had become much more prominent ever since that sleepless night.

"Hey Ariel." Orion spoke as he came over to sit down with her.

"Oh, hi Orion." Ariel replied. "What's up?"

"The sky." Orion replied.

Ariel held back a chuckle and nodded instead. Orion had been spending far too much time with Dion. She was going to have mention that to Chromia and the aforementioned joker.

"Do you like Megatronus?" Ariel asked.

Orion looked at the silver mech before shrugging.

"I don't dislike him. I wouldn't say that he's best friend material though. He really rough and blunt and kinda mean. Although, he seems to mean well. I don't think that he's a bad person." Orion answered.

Ariel smiled. "Hm, do you see the good in everyone Orion?"

"Uh…I dunno. I don't think so. I see good if there is good. Like, I don't remember seeing any good in Sir Firesteel." Orion replied.

"That's nice…was he good looking at least?" Ariel wondered.

"Uuuhhhhh…" Orion muttered.

"Heh, I'm just joking." Ariel laughed.

"O-oh right." Orion stammered.

"I guess I'm just a little less trusting, especially growing up in the rich business caste. Backstabbing and lying and nothing was ever truly done for anyone else out of the good of their sparks. Everything was done in every person's own interest. Those were the lessons my parents were trying to teach me. I am the One family heiress after all."

Orion's optics widened. He had completely forgotten.

"Oh yeah, that's right." He spoke. "You're a rich heiress person."

"Well, 'was'…well, yeah I still am. My parents plan on passing the family company down to me when I'm older. Of course, I'll have a nice sightseeing bot at my side but my parents are making sure that I'm charismatic, intelligent, and most importantly—like them." Ariel sighed at the end. She leaned back against Fon and stared blindly upwards. She lifted her servo before her face.

"My parents love me. I'm certain of that. But, I know that they would prefer to have a youngling without a cureless disability." Ariel turned towards Orion and smiled. "Whatever, I guess this is why I'm so different. I see the world differently…get it?"

Orion chuckled. "Yeah, I get it."

The two sat in silence before Ariel remembered something.

"Hey, Orion. That femme you were talking about earlier," she spoke, "the one who you saved from the Quintessons."

Ariel could sense Orion's frame go rigid and tense as the words left her voice box. Ariel felt bad about making her friend uncomfortable, but she felt obligated to let him know this.

"What about her?" Orion replied meekly.

"You said that her name was…Elita?" Ariel said.

"Yeah."

"In our house, like, my family's estate. There's a wall in there decorated with our family tree. I couldn't read or anything but I've been given enough lessons that I have the entire thing memorized. Anyways, I had a great-aunt. She would've been around your age, living around that time two or so thousand years ago…her name was Elita." Ariel explained.

Orion's optics widened in surprise.

"Everyone says that I look like her." Ariel continued.

"Y-you do." Orion replied. "I noticed when we first met. But, why are you telling me all this?"

Ariel shrugged. "I dunno. Just something I thought about. Heh, it's kinda weird and funny to think about though. In another life, you could've been my great-uncle."

Ariel giggled and smiled and Orion watched her. She really did look like her. Elita. Orion smiled sadly as the memory of his first love swept across his processor.

The two younglings were snapped out of their moment when the tracker began to beep.

"What is it?" Ariel wondered.

"It's the tool." Orion answered as he looked over the edge of the giant beetle.

"I'm guessing that we're finally here then." Ariel spoke.

Orion nodded in agreement for they were indeed flying over the city of Tyger Pax.

I swear that this fic will be finished. When the next chapter comes out, I don't know, but it will.

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