If you haven't read my first story, Carry the One, I highly suggest it. I just jump straight from the Prime universe to the RID. There are a lot of things that you will be confused about if you don't. Thanks guys (:

"Good morning." I silenced my class filled with fourth years. "My name is Ancora Prime, but please, call me by my earth name, Cara. I'm sure many of you have heard rumors, folktales, about the final days of the war. I am here, to change that. I am here to give you the real deal. Now, it's a long story, with a lot of battles, but I believe by the end of the year you'll be walking out of here with at least five things that you didn't know before you came in. Now, before I begin is there any questions?" A young mech colored light green raised his servo tentatively in the air, his friends edging him on. "Yes?"

"Forgive me, m'lady, but, there is one thing, if you wouldn't mind clearing it up?" he paused, his blue optics cringing slightly as he waited my response. I nodded, and he inhaled a deep breath. "There's a rumor going around that Sir Optimus Prime, has forbidden you, from following him into the well. … is that true?"

My spark clenched at the unexpected mention of my love's name. I brought my servo to my chest, kneading the pain away as I paused at his words. They were purely innocent, I knew, but I still had a right to react to it. Memories of my bot and I flashed to my memory, but I quickly pushed them aside. "First of all," I cleared my throat, shoving the mass down. "There is no 'my lady' or 'ma'am' or any shit like that. I am Cara, and that is all."

After my class had ended, I walked out of the school to my usual spot near the Cybertron History Museum. Outside, there were huge ass statues of the Primes, my bot being one of them. Whereas there were a few more of these things scattered throughout the cities, I felt most at home at this one. It's almost as if.. I could feel him there.

It was a short walk, the most dangerous part being getting across the streets. Nobody really walked, everyone drives, and the crowded Cybertronian streets was something I would never complain about. I smiled, thinking about the joy my Optimus would take in seeing how well his planet was flourishing, something I often did.

Once I got close enough to see the statues, something was wrong. I picked up my pace, quickly jogging to the circle. Optimus wasn't standing. I jogged up the bridge going over a slight river, where I saw a perfect impression of my bot's face laying in the water. His stoned optics, watching me with a glum look. "Uhm, Bumblebee?" I called over my comm. "Why is my Optimus laying in the water?"

"Oh, sis!" he cheered in response. I had maintained a close relationship with Bee, as he stayed in the same city I did. He was fulfilling Optimus' last two requests by becoming member of patrol, and an exceptional leader. I met him a few times as he came to visit my Optimus. The only time I left my statue's side was when I taught my class. The people of the museum won't even try to get me to go home anymore. There was once a protest, but Bee shut them down in a heartbeat. "I need to talk to you! Right now! I am in the museum, you need to come in here, now!"

"Alright, alright, gods," I said, giving my bot one last look. "I love you," I whispered to him, blowing a kiss in his direction. I thought back to my days in Jasper, envisioning him returning it.

The doors to the museum opened, the little lady at the desk not even looking up as I walked in. As I walked through the halls, following Bee's signal, others pushed to the sides of the walls, away from me. I could hear whispers as I passed, but I've learned to ignore them. Ever since I handed the High Counsel permission to lead over me, there were lots of questions thrown up in the air.

"Wait, aren't you…. Bumblebee?" I heard a mech exclaim in excitement. I smiled, turning in the direction of the voice. "You're working here now?"

"Yeah, just started today," Bee stated, and I almost scoffed. I turned a corner, and saw two security guards standing in front of Bee. He was talking them down as two other voices scuffled behind him. "You guys are the real heros," he smiled, and it was then that I knew my brother was up to something.

"What's going on?" one of the guards asked, moving to get around Bee. One got past, Bee grabbing him and pulling him onto his back. I groaned, facepalming. "Intruder doing a bad impersonation of Bumblebee, send back up."

I laughed aloud, the three of them turning to face me. I walked forward, the two security guards automatically falling to one knee. "What is this?" I gestured to them, kneeling down as well. "Is this how we greet each other now?"

"Ancora Prime," one of them acknowledged. "I was not aware-"

"You didn't need to be," I smiled. I pulled them up with me as I stood, smiling gently at them. "It brings me great joy to see that you are so skilled at your job, however, this is Bumblebee. I believe he has something he wishes to speak to me about, and besides. The statue of my bot outside has fallen. I will be in here until it can be fixed again, and I'd like my brother here with me."

"Thank you, Prime," one of them called as the departed.

My optics narrowed and I kicked the wall a little. "Why the fuck can't people call me 'Cara?'"

"Because you're a hero," Bee smiled, pulling me into a hug. "You saved Cybertron, became one of us while doing so, and caught the spark of our most sacred Prime,"

I returned the hug, smiling as I remembered what this is like. "What is it that you need to speak to me about?"

"I saw Optimus," he cheered. "It was, like maybe a vision, in the water out front, but I saw him. He pointed to the museum, and when I looked earth was brighter than the rest of them. When I came in here, he spoke to me. You believe to me, don't you?"

"Bee," I smiled at him. "Of course I believe you." He was the only one who stuck with me, of course I wasn't going to tell him he was Crazy. Sure, the first few weeks after Optimus' death, I spent many hours seeing and talking to him. However, I believed that it was because of our bonded sparks. When he passed, half of me passed with him. But occasionally, I could feel his presence within me, and around me. When I was teaching, talking to his statue, lying in the cold at his pedes. "What did he say?"

"He wants me to go to earth. I found a space bridge." Home. "Would you like to join me?"

"A….space bridge?..." I asked, dumbfounded. I inhaled deeply, reaching a servo out to rest on Bee's shoulderplates.

"Yeah, I've got… .. my cadet working on it," he smiled broadly.

I nodded, and Bee turned. He moved into a room nearby, a blue and red bot haunched over the control system of what really did look like a space bridge. There was a small statue of Optimus by it, and I moved to it. "Optimus,..." I smiled, running my servo across the metal faceplates.

"Lieutenant Bumblebee!" The blue bot shouted, punching the air with her servo. Attached to her wrist was stasis cuffs, the other end attached to the red bot's wrist. "We did it!" The bridge next to her pulsed, the familiar blue green hue bringing back so many memories.

"No, I did it," the red one argued, yanking on the cuff. "And with a giant paperweight strapped to my arm.

Bee moved over to the controls, pausing to look at the two. "Thank you both," he said solemnly. "Now stand back,"

I moved to the front of the bridge as Bee set coordinates. I stared into the pulsing blue green mass, memories flooding my systems.

"You four!" Ratchet hollered at us. "Into our ground bridge - NOW!"

"Awe…" I groaned, watching as the kids darted for the bridge. I rose from my spot, the kids already through the bridge.

That was when it got weird. Strands of our bridge combined with the one not too far away. There was an evil groaning, following a light that only grew brighter and brighter.

"Cara!" I heard a baritone rumble in fear. I turned to see blue peds make their way towards me, black hands encircling me as the light blinded my completely. "Ratchet, what is happening!?"

"The two ground bridge portals must be feeding back on each other!" Ratchet observed as Optimus lifted me to his chest, servos wrapped tightly around me.

…

A much larger explosion erupted the next second, Optimus holding me tighter into his form as he was thrown back from the force. My ears rang, my vision blurry as I felt his body make contact with the rocks surrounding us.

The smoke from the explosion slowly drifted away, myself peeling my way through Optimus' grip on me. I heard Bulkhead groan as he picked himself up off the ground, Ratch and Bee not too far away.

"W-What just happened?" he asked, looking towards us.

…

Optimus growled softly, lifting his hand to my shoulder which I graciously crawled onto. "What were you four thinking, following us through the bridge?" he asked me, voice layered with anger and hurt.

"Miko made a break," I shrugged. "The other two followed her through, and I wasn't just going to miss the opportunity to watch you work."

"Cara…" he rumbled, head turning to meet mine as I settled into his neck struts, holding onto a piston.

"Optimus, I understand that you told me no," I protested him, begging him to understand. "But I could not allow three children to run into a battle zone without supervision! They're teenagers, what do you expect them to do by themselves?"

"How come you're not lost through the ground bridge?" Bulk grumbled angrily, staring me down … or, up…

"I…" I paused, looking up at Optimus' knowing, and disapproving glare. "I, didn't want to leave."

"Cara," he stated dangerously. I turned to him, his optics full with anger. "You know that the decepticons see you as a weak link! I've explained this to you and you still go against my word!"

"No sense in staying and arguing." Ratchet called, leading Bumblebee away from the destruction. "Discipline can come later right now we need to find the others."

Optimus vented air furiously before shaking his helm, looking away from me.

"Cara?"

I restarted my optics looking down at Bee, who was staring up at me with a concerned look. I nodded, smiling down at him. "We ready?"

"Yes ma'am," he nodded.

I smacked him lightly on the chest, giving him a glare. "I'm not a ma'am," I laughed. He offered me his servo, which I gratefully took. He gently pulled me through the space bridge, the familiar tug on my spark familiar. On the other side, was peace.

There were birds chirping in the distance, the green trees reaching high into the blue sky above. The sun was midday, beams of it stretching out to greet the white puffy clouds. There were mountains in the distance, white birds flying through the open air. There was a river curving through the base of the mountains, the green stretching as far as I could see. There was more oxygen in the air, something that I had missed. I inhaled deeply, feeling the mixture. The gravity was lighter, and I felt as if I could soar through the open air.

"Earth," Bumblebee smiled brightly, and I could almost laugh.

"I'm home,"

"Earth!" a voice called behind us.

Bee and I both turned around to see the two cuffed bots running through the still open space bridge.

Bee facepalmed before he turned to the others. "What are you doing? What's he doing here?"

"Oh!" she cringed. "The punk. Forgot all about him," her face dropped, completely ignoring the bot attached to her wrist.

"Look, I can't be responsible for you both while I'm- Strongarm, go back through! The space bridge is going to close any-"

"Sir," she interrupted. "Ride along regs. I'm with you," she literally planted her ped down.

I watched as Bee facepalmed again. I believe I was still invisible to the other two, as they are the only ones, ever, to not fall on their faceplates when they saw me. "Uncuff Sideswipe!"

"Yeah," the red one, Sideswipe, protested. "Uncuff Sideswipe!"

"I know I have violated protocol, and I will fill out all the paperwork when-"

Bee pulled his blaster out of it's holster, firing with deadly accuracy on the cuff, knocking it away from the both of them. "Move it Sideswipe!"

"Back to hassle planet Cybertron?" he sneered, rubbing his wrists. "Forget that," he waved the bridge away, turning to run. "And forget you two!"

The bridge closed behind Strongarm as Sideswipe took to run. Bee stood in the middle of the two, flabbergasted. "Ugh. And, I'm stranded on earth with two teenagers," he sighed.

"And me," I demanded in my best Optimus tone, standing high above the three of the bots. Sideswipe stopped in front of me, staring up at me. "Now, Bee, who are these bots?"

Strongarm stared at me, open mouthed and wide opticed. Sideswipe kicked the dirt nervously, slowly backing away and hiding behind Bee. "Uh, sis," Bee chuckled nervously. Did my voice work that well? "This is cadet Strongarm, the bot under my training."

"And 'the punk'?"

"That's Sideswipe. He was the one that…. Knocked Optimus down."

I glared at the bot, who looked like he was going to run away. "Bot," I demanded, not moving. "Step forward."

"Uh, no offense, your greatness, but I think I'll be fine right here,"

"It wasn't a question," I growled. "Step. Forward."

Bee rapidly shoved Sideswipe forward, the bot looking back at him like he had shot him. "Seriously, dude?"

"Sideswipe," I called, pulling my shoulder plates back. I reached a servo forward, lightly tapping him across the cheek. He still clinched his optics shut, flinching like I had shot him. I smiled as he looked back at me. "It's alright kid. I think I've done far worse in my time here on this planet, I can't blame you for the things you did on yours,"

"Ancora Prime? If I may," Strongarm began to ramble, something I had a feeling she did a lot. "Sideswipe destroyed the statue of the great Optimus Prime, your deceased bonded who you haven't been able to join in the well. Doesn't that make you even the tiniest bit upset?"

"Of course it does, cadet," I smiled. "But I know my Optimus' spark is not limited to a single statue that we built to honor him. But everywhere, on Cybertron, and on my home. Now, if there aren't anymore questions, Bee, what're we doing here?"

"Let's go," he called nervously, pushing past the trees.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, and of the two bots staring at me as I walked behind Bee, I heard a faint, relaxed voice saying words that weren't usually calm words to be saying.

"May-day, May-day, for the three hundred and forty-second time, may-day," we moved towards it, Bee pushing forward. "This is Fixit, caretaker minicon for the Cybertron max security prison ship Alchemor, still on doo-doo,"

"Doo-doo?" Strongarm asked as we caught a visual, the two of them pushing past me.

"Duty, ma'am," the small, orange minicon wheeled forward, a large grin on his face. He smacked his helm with the metal pipe he was working with, before tossing it to the side. "Oh, it's so good to see Cybertronian grills after all these years! Where's your squadron?" he looked behind the bots, looking for something more, I guess.

"I'm afraid we're it," I called, pushing past Bee. The little bot stared up at me as I knelt down to his height. "We didn't know you were here, little one," I giggled, gesturing towards the ones behind us. "This is cadet Strongarm, Sideswipe, Lieutenant Bumblebee, and I am-"

"Ancora Prime, bonded of the deceased Optimus Prime, who replenished our world by sacrificing his own life, leaving his bots and new bond mate behind on a broken and emptied world,"

I gently swallowed a mass in my throat, remembering the day I lost my bot.

To my despair, he pulled away, cupping my face once more. "Hm…. Ancora Prime, I love you with all of my spark."

"As I love you, Optimus Prime,"

He chuckled, and pulled away. I clutched my arms around my waist, watching as he activated his jetpacks. He soared high into the air, only to circle and dive down into the well. I leaned over the side, watching his lights until they disappeared. "Optimus…."

The well grew blue in color, the same blue as when we restored Cybertron. However, streams of neon colored lights flew from the well and into the air. A red one pulled away, and hovered over the bots for a moment. It seemed to bounce, before it came over to me. "Baby?" I hesitated, falling to my knees. The little red ball ran circles around my shoulders for a brief moment, before brushing against my spark chamber. Optimus.

"My name is Cara," I demanded, correcting him. "And you are?"

"I'm Fixit, ma'am," he bowed before I could growl at him. "And this is - uh, was, the prison ship Alchemor, bearing Cybertron's most wanted decepticons. Now, I've reconned the crash site, and we're missing most of our stasis cells. Several nearby have ruptured, their inmates are presumingly at large," He gestured behind him as he continued to report, showing the many empty or damaged or both stasis cells scattered in the dirt behind him.

"How many is several?" Strongarm protested.

"Ohhh, couple hundred," he shrugged, turning back towards the remains. "In fact," he wheeled over to a pod nearby. "This is the only pod still in intactition. Intachnometer. Ugh, intact!" he finally shouted, pounding on his chest. Of course, as soon as these words came out, the pod shook and banged. "And it's cyro-stasis mechanism may be a bit damaged as well.

"What's wrong with your voice, kid?" I asked, looking down on him.

He turned to face me, his face plates set in a firm line. "Mrs. Prime, I'll have you know that just because I am small does not mean that I am a youngling,"

"Don't take it too hard, Fixit," Bee chuckled. "Cara calls everyone kid. I even caught her calling Optimus it once or twice,"

"It's an earth thing, hun," I smiled gently. "I don't mean any offense by it. If I wanted to insult you, you would know it. Now, your voice?"

"I must've taken heavy damage in the crash, ma'am. I don't exactly know."

"Enough with the ma'am," I demanded, accessing a scanner that I had pulled from Ratchet before I last saw him. "I am Cara." I looked him over with my optics, the readings forming in front of my optics. "There's not too much damage, an easy fix that I can do, if you'd like,"

"I'd much appreciate the offer, Cara," he smiled. "I will have to turn it down for plow. Cow. Now!" he pounded his fist into his chest again.

"That's alright," I smiled at him. "Fixit, how secure is the area surrounding the ship's crash site? Like, can we go exploring?"

I dipped down, running my servos through the grass. The short, fine blades ran past my fingertips and cut against the metal of my palm. The strong wind barely pushed against my frame, the slight chill that it brought with it sending my armor into a slightly hotter temperature. The treetops swayed slightly, barely noticeable, in the directions that the wind took them. I offlined my optics, inhaling the oxygen-rich air once more, feeling the difference rush my systems.

"Hello!"

I cringed, shooting the bots behind me a glare. Sideswipe cupped his servos in front of his mouth again, calling into the cliffs below listening as it echoed around him.

"Some people were enjoying the quiet, y'know," I grumbled to him.

"Hello!" a different, lighter voice returned.

"Huh?" the young bot questioned, twisting to peer around the rock.

"Sideswipe, no-!" I was cut off with screams of both a young child and of Sideswipe. The bot fell backwards onto the ground, his pedes lifting into the air. The young boy, who had wide blue eyes and a mess of brown hair. I quickly transformed, activating my holoform and directing it to climb out of my cockpit.

"What are you!?" it shook, eyes frantically darting between the three of them, before they landed on me.

"Hey, hey hey," I eased, holding my hands out. My holoform looked just like my human form, Ratchet having designed it that way. My black hair hung loosely at my waist, my bones thin and my stomach flat, the only significant difference being a small autobot symbol tattooed in the center of my chest in between my boobs. "It's alright," I eased. "We're not going to hurt you!"

His breathing slowed, even as he looked between me and the bots. "We?" he questioned my curiously.

"My name is Carabelle," I smiled. "It's okay, I can explain everything you have questions for."

"All my questions are for them," he looked up at Bee, before back to me.

"Well…." I trailed off. "Technically, I'm there boss,"

"What're you," Sideswipe growled back at him.

There was a low growl behind us, the five of us turning to face a beast like purple con.

"What is that!" both Sideswipe and the boy hollered, moving to dodge behind me.

I groaned, focusing all my energy on controlling both forms. I transformed, blasters activating. My human form could see the boy staring up at me in shock, and I turned and smiled at him. Both of my visions were sketchy, but I had taken time to master this skill in my free time on Cybertron. I had acquired it to better teach my kids about the history. "Bee," I called, my human form pushing the kid behind me.

"This isn't happening," the kid repeated.

"Eyyy," Sideswipe called to the thing. "Crazy meeting someone else from Cybertron way out here,"

While he was talking with the thing, I scanned him. I noticed a familiar purple insignia on his chestplates. "Decepticon," I growled, raising my blasters up to him. I looked down to the kid, gesturing for Sideswipe to move back with my bot. "Get ready to roll," I told the two of them as I moved forward. "My name is Ancora Prime. Your designation, please."

"I'm Underbite," he growled, lifting his head. "Heard of me?" he peered, it's stout nose jutting past my frame.

I didn't move, the con obviously trying to intimidate me. Ha. "I'm afraid I have not."

"You ever been to Nuon City?"

"I have," I told him. "I was one of the first to arrive after an act of terrorism crashed it to the ground."

"That was me!" He launched his frame at me, and I rolled out of his way. He wrecked into the rock walls, I deactivated my holoform, turning but a moment to yell at Sideswipe. "Go! Get the kid to safety!" I didn't even have to yell to Bee, he was already falling in step. I turned back to the con, raising to my full height, stretching cables I hadn't stretched in ages. "Have you heard of me," I ordered, transforming my servo into a blade.

"Ancora Prime?" he tilted his head to mimick thinking but a moment. "No, I'm afraid not." He charged me again, and I easily sidestepped him.

"I faced both Megatron and Unicron with my bonded, and won. You stand no chance against me. Stand down, this will be your only warning,"

The con quirked an optic ridge at me, before he leaned next to a pile of scrap metal, picking a few of it up with his mighty jaw. The thing glowed a red, before he seemed to grow. "Oh yeah," he panted, sitting on his hindquarters and kissing his biceps. "Beautiful!"

I aimed with my blaster, firing upon him. He turned and darted through the woods, in the same direction that Sideswipe and the kid ran.

"Scrap," I muttered, Bee and Strongarm already chasing after it. I transformed, soaring into the air.

I couldn't help but blame this on me as I soared above the treetops, following the path of broken trunks Underbite left behind. If I was half the Prime Optimus was….

"Cara," Bee called. "I have a visual."

"Why are you telling me?" I protested. "Act! I'll be there soon."

The sun's rays warmed my frame. I felt a presence I hadn't felt since….

"Optimus?" I tested hesitantly.

"Carabelle."

My engines cut out for a moment. I slowly pummeled to the ground, a fact that I was aware of but couldn't act on. Was that…

I will say this once.

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