Chapter #2

- Aurora Prime PoV -

"Please don't…. Please don't! STOP!" Allison's, wait no, Breakblade's voice cuts through my recharge. I shoot up quickly, summoning my knifes and looking around this new area trying to locate Blades. I spot her laying on a berth across this room, a concerned Ratchet standing over near her. Though, he's now looking at me startled. I jump off my berth and in two quick strides am at Blade's side...

"You-" Ratchet starts. I wave a hand to silence him.

"How long has she been like this?" I demand.

"N-n-not long, she just started a little more than a kilk ago. Do you know why this is happening?" Ratchet asks. Before I could answer his form disappears from the corner of my vision, replaced by Breakout's.

"Whats going on?" She asks. I place my hand gently on Blades head, she flinches from the touch, energon tears streaming from her optics. I fail to hear a quiet swoosh signalling the doors opening, to concerned about Blades.

"I think Blade's is going through an episode." I reply. I feel a light tap on my shoulder. I glance and see Zero and Snapshot. "What?" Zero jerks her head to the left. I glance that way to see a concerned Optimus and Prowl, an angry Ratchet, and a surprised Elita-one. I quickly turn around and step forward, the twins sneak behind me and try to wake Blades. Breakout steps next to me and stares sternly at the bots before us.

"Where are we?" Breakout ask sternly. I mentally bang my head against the wall. Beth was always so to the point, and not exactly nice about it either.

"You are on the Ark, an autobot ship." Prowl answers back, just as stern. Breakout and Prowl have a sort of 'stare down'. Guess Prowl wasn't used to someone like Breakout, someone with the same attitude and ora. I step between the two before this escalated into something far worse than just a simple staring contest.

"Now Breakout, that's not a hello, now is it." I say in a forced, joking tone. I glare at Breakout with a 'stop-it-right-now-or-else' look. She mumbles something under breath and turns back to Blades. I turn back to the bots shyly. "Sorry… Hi, I'm Aurora Prime." I stick my hand out for a handshake. Optimus returns it it with a smile, I think. The corners of his face mask moved up so one could only assume.

"Hello Aurora, I'm Optimus Prime. This is Prowl my SIC, Elta-one leader of the few femme's we have on board, and Ratchet our head medical officer." I nod in reply, releasing our handshake.

"It's very nice to meet you, sorry for my friends behavior. She's not usually like this, we're all just a little high strung at the moment." Before I continue I feel a sudden weight on my arm. I look down and see Breakblade cling to my arm looking up at me, her eyes still leaking energon.

"I'm sorry… I was having a….. relapse of..." Breakblade whispers sadly, trailing off and looking down at the floor. Breakout places a hand on her head, Blades looks up at her.

"No worries Blades, you don't need to explain." Breakout says, a smile painted her face. Blades returns the smile, wiping away her tears.

"How is that the femme from yesterday." Ratchet exclaims, astonished. Breakblade looks over at Ratchet with innocent confusion.

"What happened yesterday?" Blades asks.

"Nothing you need to worry yourself with Blades." Breakout says, glancing up at the bots sternly.

"Hehehe…. I haven't introduced our team yet. As you know I'm Aurora Prime, leader. This is Breakblade, she does a bit of everything really. Then Breakout my SIC, Zero and Snapshot our frontliners, and….. Where's Moonblossom?" I ask, looking around to find she wasn't around.

"She's-" Ratchet starts, before getting cut off by the door opening again and Moonblossom's small form slipping through the bots.

"Here now," She walks over to Breakblade, "are you ok now Blade's? I tried to get here as soon as possible." Blades nods.

"I'm fine now Moon, Rin made me forget already." Blades mumbles. Before the other bots in the room could question who or what Rin was I cut in.

"So Moonblossom in our medic. Now everyone introduced." I say with a smile. Breakblade peaks out from behind me and Moon.

"HI! I'm Breakblade, but you can just call me Blades!" She says. I visibly darken, this wasn't exactly the best first meeting of our childhood heros.

"Hi, I'm Elita-one. You can call me Elita if you want. How about you all come with me and I can introduce you to my team and bring you to your room?" Elita suggests. That tone of hers made it seem like she was talking to a sparkling. I could see Breakout stiffen next to me, I cast her a warning glance.

~She doesn't know better. I insist, trying to save poor Elita from Breakouts rage, I see Zero unclench a fist, and probably the twin's as well. I nod over to Elita.

"That would be nice, thank you." I reply, quickly taking Blade's servo and follow after Elita's form. The others trail behind me. Blades glances back and waves goodbye to the bots, Optimus returns the jester before the doors shut cutting off the goodbye. I gently squeeze Blades servo, she looks up at me.

~You sure you're ok? I ask. She nods.

~I'm fine Maddy. She reply's innocently.

~Aurora, remember. I correct. Blades looks shocked for a moment and looks down at the ground, nodding quickly.

~Sorry. She answers sadly. I smile down at her.

~Nothing to be sorry about, now cheer up we are going to meet Elita's team. I explain, trying to cheer up Blades.
~Chromia and Arcee?! She asks excited. I nod in reply.

"We're here." Elita's voice cut between our conversation. Time to meet the other femme's.

- Optimus Prime's POV -

"Those femme's had unusual optic colors. Is that normal Ratchet?" Prowl asks. Ratchet shakes his head, picking up the data-pad the femme Moonblossom had set down. He turns it on and reads through the data.

"No, though I recall in our history there have been some bots with different colored optics, at least in such bizarre colors." Ratchet states. Prowl nods at this information.

"I will try to find the history and send it to you." Prowl states, jotting a note into his own data-pad. Ratchet nods in reply. I think back to the femme's that had left, they all acted very strange…

"That one, Breakblade, did you see her optics." I add in. Prowl looks over at me confused, Ratchet nods

"I did, though they are a strange color, I could tell she was in battle mode by the shade. We will need to keep and optic on her." Ratchet replies. There was a few Kilks of silence, Prowl quickly typed away on his data-pad and Ratchet was reading through the data-pad he had Moonblossom fetch from Preceptor. Ratchet shuts down his data-pad and gently sets it down on his desk.

"So Prime, is it true that you and Elita have cut off your arranged bond?" Ratchet asks. I glance over at him and sigh.

"Yes, while I was away on Earth and other planets Elita and I both agreed that we changed and were not the perfect fit for one another anymore. This will not cause any tensions in our forces, we both understand our decisions and will remain neutral. That is all you need to know." I state firmly, not wanting to dwell on the subject anymore. They seemed to understand and continue on with their work. I walk out and head towards my office. When we had first found those femme's the Matrix had flashed a mixture of feels. Those of happiness and peace, but then sadness and spark-wrenching pain. It was worrying me to no end, was that the Matrix warning about our future, or these femme's?