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*camer turns on to ratchet* So the little buggers have been getting up to something and we can never catch them in the act...so ghost placed a hidden camer and heres what we cuaght" ratchet *screen changes to show a recorded video.* Percy and recon some how managed to get ibto the kitchen and open the fridge. Recon climds in and pushes a bunch of stuff out. Percy grabing some and starts tiny experiments with food. Making a mess everwhere while recon is munching. Footsteps can be heard and the twins go scatering as ggost comes in. "What the?" Ghost

*camer is being careed and pointed at ghost face as she walks* "So as the twins get older. They start to figure stuff out. Percy tends to bring me or ratchet a cup and plat. We picked up that it means hes hungry or thersty. Then theres recon......little guy has figured out how to take down baby gate." Ghost *Turns the came to show recon half way over a fallen gate* "Yap....qe are screwing em in....

*ratchet looks turns on the came and walkes with it. Showing ghost trying to het somethibg out of the vents* "Percy get out of there now! You are in so mic trouble!" Ghost yelled and a rint gigfle could be herd "The trouble with percy. If we dont kwep a good optic on him. Then he is ether off in the vents or acidebtly locking himslf into closets. Hes just too quriouse for his own good" Ghost yells in triumph and tjrashing can be heard. Pulling out a wiggling percy by his scruff.

*ghost turns came on* Hello, so we have twins. Means we have to split everything we do. Thought ratchet hates doing the poopy dipears. Dont know why but ehen he has to it...." ghost "Oh great a poopy dipear...ghost!" Ratchet "Sorry i have to deal with getting percy unstuck again." Hearing ratchet grumbling as he changes recon. All of a sudden... "By primes what did you eat? Oh dear primes is smells...where is my gas mask?" Heres a spat noise "recon no! Dont play with that! No dont..." another spat noise. "Throw the dipear......wait stop! GHOST!" get percy unstuck from vent and poks in. Looking at the dirty pair covered in poop and trying not to laugh. "Bath time? " ghost

(Inspired to write little blogs of shinaginags of what it would be like if ratchet and ghost where raising the twin babyes - perceptor and recon)

Chapter 2 As the months went by, she went with the Dinobots on all sorts of missions. Making reports of them and sending them back to Prime , as well as trying to keep the team from doing to many shenanigans. getting into many fights with Grimlock over his choices when they were on missions. Though when it came to blows, she would challenge to her beast mod and over power him, then force him to agree with her. Which confused and frustrated Grimlock, since she was stronger in beast mod. Which maybe him wonder some times, if she didn’t know how to fight in her bot mod or that she just favored her beast mod. She frustrated him to hell and he did the same to her. Their tempers and stubbornness matching. The team at time had to pull them both apart and shoved then off into different room so that they would cool down. At one point Swoop noted how alike they where. They both came down on him but then realized what they did and walked off. Not talking to each other for at lest a week. She never explained anything about herself to Grimlock. Even though he had bugged her about it multiple times. It was when he caught her talking to someone over the coms in her room, did his suspicions of her begin. He hadn’t meant to spy but He had been passing by her room when he heard the argument. So he moved himself by the door and moved his head closer to the door frame, listening. “there has to be a better place for me here. Being stuck with this team is a nightmare. They never listen, nor follow. Grimlock is more then a problem.” She complained over the com “I'm afraid there isn’t. Anyone else I put you with will not turn out well Rust. Your situation is unique and fits closer to the Dinobots then anywhere else.” Said someone who Grimlock could only suspect was Prime. “cant you force them to…like how you forced me onto this team?” she snarled “I'm afraid its just not the same. Prime out.” With that the com went out and Grimlock heard something being broken. So she was hear due to some type of parole or something of the such. Grimlock left from where he hid. Not wanting to get caught but wondering what situation she was in to have her thrown in with them. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- They had been given a rescue mission. What was odd since the Dinobots weren’t the type for a rescue. The reasoning for this was because the last team that had been sent in had come across unexpected troubles. Enough that they had to withdraw. By the report, they had been attacked by a big black beast. It had destroyed their ship and left them scrambling. Which meant a more combat heavy team was needed and seeing as the wreckers where off on another new mission. It was left up to the Dinobots. One of the autobots intelligence officers had been grabbed by the cons. The bases they where holding him in was somewhere in the wastes. Jazz team had already tried to retrieve the mech but had come accosts some unusual resistance. A great black beast they had described it as and it could fly. So they had pulled out and where going to drop the dinobots in. using a rust storm to cover them as they came in. Their ship landed near some old ruins. The base was said to be located somewhere inside. They exited the ship and gave a look around. “Slug and Snarl, stay with the ship.” Ordered Grimlock. “Swoop, go ahead and see what you can find. Rest follow me.” He ordered and then started moving out with Rust and Slag following behind him. The others moved off to do his orders as well “don’t see what scared Jazz’s team off.” Mumbled Slag ashe trotted along in his beast mod “Their pusses.” Grimlock snapped and smirked under his mask. Rust rolled her optics at him They moved in silence around the ruins. It was quiet and not a soul in sight, which seemed a bit strange. Though Grimlock swore he heard something movie and felt his back burned like he was being watched. They didn’t see a living spark until they reached the compound, which was only guarded by two at the entrance. “I don’t like this..”grumbled Rust. Her armor shifting in uneasiness “nether do I” agreed Slag grumbled Rust looked about. “over there…I can burn threw the wall and we can avoid conflict.” She motioned to a wall closest to them and unguarded. Grimlock gave her a “that’s not our way” look and growled. “I don’t care….we need to get in and out without a ruckus…and you know what I say goes..” Rust snapped and returned his glare Grimlock held the glare with her for a bit then gave a huf but he saw reason in her logic. Couldn’t save anyone if they where alerted and decided to killed the hostages. So they snuck around to the wall that wasn’t guarded and Rust was able to melt a line to create a door. Grimlock pushed it in and they entered. “why us? There are better unites for this. ” said Slag grumbled under his breath and shifted to his bot mod to follow them. “they tried to but their ship got taken out before they landed by something big….and uglier then grim.” She mocked “you?” asked Grimlock and looked down at her. Raising a optic ridge under his visro. They came to a corner and pressed themselves agents the wall when they heard movement. Rust growled “I'm on the autobots side!” she looked over from the corner to see guards ahead and motioned for them to stay put. “this is ridicules.” Growled Grimlock. “should have just torn threw this place already.” “and if we did….then they would have killed our target.” Grumbled Rust and motioned for them to move when the guards took their leave. They entered into the cell block. It was dark, damp and quite. There was no windows except a broken light in the middle of the hall. Metal barks sealed off each cell. Grimlock huffed “why is this guy so important.” Rust rolled her optics “cuz he heads most of autobot security.” Grimlock grumbled and they fanned out to check the cells “bots need to get better security..” “hay is someone there?” came a small voice from the back. Rust went over to it and found a white and red mech cradling a red mechs head in his lap.. The red one seemed to be knocked out. Their paints scratched and dented. They looked like they had been put threw the pit. “are you here to help us?” Rust nodded her head to them “yes we are….Grimlock!” she looked over her shoulder as the large mech came over and motioned for him “can you take the bars out?” Grimlock came over to the cell. Pulling out his sword and using it to cut a hole in the bars. Slag went in and grabbed the unconscious mechs. Dragging out the white and red one who was yelping a bit and threw the unconscious red one over his shoulder. Rust grabbed the arm of the red/white mech and pulled him closer to her. Keeping a grip on him so that he wouldn’t run off. They wound their way back threw the cell block and back out into the base. It felt was just too easy to them. Until they came back to the entrance they had made for themselves. That’s until they came accost something blocking their exit. A big, black metallic body. A snout came around and breathed fire down the hallway. They barley dodged in time. “what the slag?” yelled Grimlock. He was brushing soot off his arm. “this must have been why the others had trouble…”grumbled Rust “Grimlock, keep it busy while the rest of use get to the ship!” “no complain there…” when the fire stopped, her rushed out and tacked the dragon head on. They lost sight of him but could hear fighting going on outside. Rust and Slag ran out of the hole when it was clear and by the battle going on between Grimlock and a huge black dragon. They tried to make a bee line for the direction of the ship but where stopped by cons who opened fire on them. They tried to take cover but the black dragon had other ideas. Leaving its battle with Grimlock and jumped away to landed in front of the others. They barely stopped in time from crashing into the beasts chest. “take em and go. I got this.” Rust yelled to Slag and Pushed the white/red terrified mech into Slag. Slag grumbled but did as he was told and moved off with the two. He had to dodge the canon fire. Rust transforming to her beast mod and turned back to the black dragon. The black dragon seemed to have the upper hand in the fight though. “so this is where you fled? Should have known.” Growled the black dragon as he sent Rust skidding back from smashing into her chest. “though I'm a bit surprised, seeing as you where never one to follow orders." Rust snarled as she skidded back. She lunged for his chest but ended sinking her teeth into his should. He hissed in pain and tried to throw her off. When that didn’t work he bit into her shoulder. She blew flames from her mouth and into the bite. The black dragon roared in pain and swung its tail around to burier the spike tail into her side. That was when a t-rex slammed into his other side. The black dragon had forgotten about Grimlock. Giving the Dinobot a chance to recover and attack him. The dragon roared and snatched at Grimlock, grabbing the Dinobots tail in his jaws. He threw Grimlock into Rust and sent them both sprawling. “I had this…” she hissed at him and tried to stand, but she fell back onto her belly from the pain of her wounds. “sure you did. “ he growled at her and turned to face the black dragon. Knowing Rust was too injured to fight anymore and looking for a way to end this soon . The black dragon breath fire at them. Rust was quick to copy him and found themselves in a power struggle over who was more powerful. Grimlock growling and stepped up to Rusts side and quickly added his power to her. They started to over take the black dragon untill the flames bearded down upon the him. He sprang up into the air and spread his wings to get away from the fire and broke the stream. Rust and Grimlock stopped their attack and looked up at him The black dragon roared in furry. “I hope you have fun Rust. It wont last long and then you will be crawling back.” With that he flew off. Grimlock changed back to his bot mod and looked over Rust. She was trying to change back but was having troubles. He knelt down to her muzzle and put a hand on her head. “take it easy and slow.” His voice soft and firm but his eyes gentle to her. It took her a long moment but she was able to transform. She groaned from the pain and the effort but finally resumed her bot mod. He grabbed her arm ad put it on his shoulder. Hosting her to her feet and letting her lean agents them as they started back for the ship.

Chapter 1 Grimlock was storming threw the hallways of the autobot base. he was in a furious fit and at one bot inperticuler. He slammed open the doors to the main control room of the base. It was packed with mechs hurring around to diferent jobs and stations. Standing in the middle and talking with a few other mechs was Optimus Prime. “PRIME!” he roared as he thundered over. OP had been talking with Prowl and Jazz when the big, black and yellow mech came storming in. He gave a sigh and turned to face Grimlock. He knew partly why he was here. He was having a bad enough day without having to deal with one of Grimlocks tantrumes. “What is it Grimlock?” OP sighed as he looked up at the bigger mech. Who was now towering over him. “What’s the meaning of assigning a babysitter to the Dinobot?” Grimlock roared at OP. His optics narrowed under his visor. Prime gave another sigh. “after the recent shenanigans your team has pulled and your inability to follow orders. I have assigned a bot to your team to help keep a eye on your team. So yes, your getting a babysitter.” “This is uncalled for and one..” Grimlock couldn't finish as Prime cut him off. “Whether you like it or not Grimlock. Its happening, so get use to it.” Prime declared in a loud enough voice to be heard above Grimlocks. Then he turned back to his second in command and continued talking. Leaving Grimlock fuming as he stormed out of the control room and back to his team. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ They where late and it was on purpose. Grimlock was still pissed from earlier and so where his fellow Dinobots. They had all agreed that this was unnecessary and uncalled for by the Prime. Yes their teams methods where sometimes questionable but so where the wreckers and you didn’t see anyone complaining about them? “what do we need a babysitter for?” wined Swoop as they trudge along. He was getting a bit itchy from being on the ground to much. “Apparently Prime thinks we will behave better if someone is keeping a eye on us.” Huffed Slag. He rolled his optics in frustration. “It's unnecessary. “ grumbled Grimlock from over his shoulder. He was at the front of the group as always. Leading them down a alleyway to the meeting spot. “Then why did you agree to it?” asked Slag, tipping his head in confusion. “To get Prime off our backs. This way he wont bug us as much. Hopefully…” Answered Grimlock They arrived at the meeting spot to find a fem bot snoozing on a bench. A red and rusty looking fem was sprawled out on her back and her tail was lighting twitching on the ground. She appeared to transform into some sort of scaly, flying beast. She had leathery wings that where carefully folded under her back. Her armor was thick and had a scare design to it. With spikes along the thick tail. Her helm had a horned design to it. Grimlock gave a loud huf as he walked over to the fem. He leaned down a bit due to his large frame and nudged her shoulder. “Hay? HAY?” he said as he nudged her. He repeated it again, this time louder. When that did not rouse her, he transformed to t-rex mode and roared. Shaking the fem out of her sleep ad making her almost fall off the bench. “What the slag was that for, you big bosso? Could have just shock me awake….”she grumbled and got up from where she was sitting. Steading herself a bit, as herr tail thrashed from side to side in annoyance. Grimlock changed back t his bot mod and looked down at her. She came up to his chest in hight. By her armor it did however look like she had seen some battle. It was a bright colour but there where small dents and scratches in it. At lest Prime wasn’t foolish enough to send them a newbie and had assigned them with someone who had seen battle. “I'm Grimlock, and tis is my team. Swoop, Slag, Slug and Snarl. You’re the babysitter Prime assigned to us right?” he asked. His voice cracking with irritation as he shifted. His team had been silently watching behind him. “ Not a pleasure to meet you. My names Rust. I'm not a babysitter, I'm just keeping a eye on you guys.” She corrected glaring up at the large mech. Then she looked over his team. To hr, they all seemed like brawn with no brain, but that was yet to be determined. “So a snitch then.” Huffed Slag. He folded his arm across his chest and narrowed his optics at her. “Whatever, I'm just doing my job.” She grumbled ad looked away. “Don’t know why Prime assigned you to our team. You don’t look like you can hold your own.” Mocked Grimlock. He knew this wasn’t true but he was trying to rile her up. “I can hold my own better then you any day.” She growled up at him. Her armor flared up in irritation at him “I would like to see that.” He straightened himself a bit more to look scary. He grinned under his mask at getting the reaction he was hoping for. “Fine, lets put it to a test shall we? Meet me over at the training room in the base. Say, in a few clicks? “with that she turned and walked away. Her armor still rattling at the irritation towards Grimlock. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ A bit later, Grimlock and his crew where in the training room and waiting for Rust to arrive . The others where sitting on benched that where on the side of the training room, while Grimlock was pacing in the middle lf the floor. She finally entered the room and walked over to where Grimlock was passing. “Ready?” she snarled as she walked up and stood in front of him. “Are you?” he stopped his pacing and turned to face her. “This will be done in beast mod. Perfect to fight like that, unless your afraid I’ll win? After all we both have beast forms.” She grinned at him as she gloated him. “Fine by me.” He grumbled and transformed to his t-rex mod. As she transformed, a suspicion he had when they first meet started to become clearer. He had been right in thinking she was some type of scale best. Though he had thought she was like his team and had been based off some extinct creaters from s distant planet. Her for was different. A bit larger then his, covered in scales. She was on four legs with wings upon her back and a thick tail that had deadly looking spikes at the end. There was a soft warm glow coming from her chest, that he could only suspect was fire. They cycled each other before for a few moments. Then Grimlock swung his tail at her in a attempt to hit her in the face. She jumped back and then jumping forward to tackle him from the front. Grimlock tried to dodge to one side. He was able to dodge the tackle but she flung one of her paws and her claws got his side and left a good size gash. She continued forward and seized his tail in her jaws and yanked him backwards by his tail. He dug his claws in to swing his weight agents her pulling. This pulled her to one side and put her off balance. Grimlock then spun around and smashed his head into her side. She toppled over onto her side and let his tail go from her mouth due to the shock of the blow he had given her. He jumped on top of her and pinned her with his strong legs. he had pinned her body but, not her neck. Which aloud her to throw her head, open her mouth and spew fire at him. He had not been expecting that her to actually use fire in this fight and it stunned him long enough for her to throw him off. This time she was able to throw him over and pinning him down. She then started closing her jaws around his throw. From the side where the others where watching, the quickly got up and rushing over to the two fighters. Slag knowing all to well what might happen if this was to continue. Not wanting this to get to out of hand, Slag called a end to it. Rust looked up at Slag and gave a growl, but she got off Grimlock and transformed back to her bot mod. He gave a grumbled as he got up from the floor and resumed his bot mod as well. His optics narrowed and fuming from being defeated, he stormed back to his team. “suppose your not as green as I thought.” He grumbled over his shoulder. His armor ruffed by his irritation at the fact that he had actually lost to her, but he had to give her credit. He respected strength and she was strong.

Chapter 5 Ratchet wake from stasis with a heavy head. He had the weirdest dream last night. Making his way to the med bay to find it empty and realizing it wasn’t a dream. “slagget!” he punched the door frame “what’s wrong Ratchet?” Copperfire was making her way to the med bay with Perceptor besid her. “its just…Ghost is gone again.” He gave a defeated sigh and started heading back “good reddens.” Percy grumbled Ratchet’s spark sank at Perceptor.  He would never know the truth and even if he did. Ratchet dought he would fully expect it. It was a heavy burden that Ghost seem to bare. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Copperfire was packing the few things she had. It had been nice to be back at the old clinic for a while but her term here was coming to a end. She wish she could stay longer. Specially now that Perceptor  was back. It had been a crazy the days that had followed Perceptor's return. He had reported to prowl and with Ratchets help, had explained everything. The others where surprised but glad to have him back. Though she could tell that even though he was here, there was a part of him missing. She froze when she heard the door to her room open and someone enter. “Copper? What are you doing.” Asked Perceptor “I'm …umm…” she had forgotten to tell Percy what had happened while he was gone. “right I forgot to tell you. Iv been assigned to a group and am leaving soon.” She sat down on her slad as he came over with a confused expression. “you know, I found it odd that you where here. I had thought you had been offered a medic possition on a space station.” “I was…until something happened.” Perceptor cocked his head to one side. “what happened? Whatever it is, I will still be by your side.” “I did get to work on the space station for a time….before a group of cons came. They stormed their way into the station. I sealed off the med bay to try and hold them off while help came. It would have never reached us in time…” she trailed off but Percy put a comforting hand one her shoulder. “they where breaking threw the doors. I got scared and then….there was only fire. It consumed the cons….as well as the entire station. By the time help came…there wasn’t much left.” she had to compose herself. Perceptor stared at her in silence.  He knew she had trouble controlling her flames sometimes but this. "I swear I didn’t mean for it to happen…I just. They brought me back and put me on trial. Keeping me in the stockades while they discus my fate. It was only thanks to Prowl and Prime that I didn’t become a permit member there. Though some guards besides to leave their mark on what side they though I truly belong on.” She got up and started moving back around her room. Gathering what was left. “in the end they decided to freeze my rank as a medic. Then they aassignedme to the wreckers, to serve as their field medic.” “they cant!” yelled Perceptor “Copper, you’re a pacifist. This is suicide for you.” She gave him a weary look and shock her head. “I know. Maybe that was their plan. Though in some way, iv come to except it. It’s a kinder fate then what I deserve. She looked up at Perceptor. There was something in his eyes. Almost a determination was replacing what was lost. He pulled her into his arms, protectively. “then I am going with you.” This shocked her “ but percy? I thought you where going to get the sniper mods remove and go back to being a scientist?” “I was but maybe that cursed gun could do some good. After all I cant leave you alone there. Someone has to watch your back now.” He kissed the top of her head. She chippered happily and hugged him back.

Chapter 4 Ratchet had been working late in his clinic. He looked up from his data pad to see Copperfire, slumped in a chair and fast into recharge. They had been both working over time. Trying to help as best they could with injured autobots from the war. He couldn’t believe how much she had grown. Fallowing into the same profession as he did. It had not taken her long to out past her teacher. She would have gotten far if not for the space station incident. Now she was back home and working by his side. He was brought out of his thoughts to a loud bang on the clinics back door. He garbed the gun under his desk and slowly to the back door. The bang came again as he drew near and looked out the spy hole. He stumbled back at what he thought was a ghost and fumbled to get the door open. There stood a damaged but functioning Perceptor and on his back….a fem Ratchet thought he would never see again. “P…percy! No it cant be!” he stumbled “quickly over here.” He lead them to a empty med bay. Helping Perceptor lay down the fem. He began to look them both over. That when someone else walked into the room, rubbing her eyes. “Ratchet, what going…..” Copper stopped in mid speech as she looked over at Percy. Taking a click before running over to him and gloping him. “your alive! Thank Primus, we all thought you had gone offline when the party wasn’t heard off. Then Prime sent a team out and found them all dead and we…” Perceptor hugged his old friend tight. Afraid that if he let her go, then he wouldn’t see her again. She squirmed a bit in his arms to see the other bot on the slad. Ratchet was examining her and starting work. “copper, will you take Percy out and patch him up please?” “alright Ratchet!” She and Percy left. She got him to sit on a slad and started patching him up. He was quite threw it and when done. “Percy?” she looked at him wondering. The damaged to him seemed more then just external. She brushed her hand over his cheek. “what happened?” With that, he seem to break down. Telling her most of what had happened to him. She could only sit beside him in stunned silence. When he was done, she pulled him into another huge. She was surprised when he pulled her down and onto the slad, he was over top of her. His lips locked with hers. For some reason, she didn’t fight it but instead reached her hand up to a sensitive wire on his neck and began rumbling it. His body trembled a bit as her fingers lightly wiggled threw his wireing. Perceptor hands went down her frame and rudded along her waist. His fingers slipping in and put of the seams of her armour. Copperfires free hand came up and started tracing along percys sscope which earned a pleasant groan from him. Percy kissed down from her frame. Getting lower with each pleasant kiss and earning a light mumble of pleaser from copper. Her feathers quivering more then lower he got. Until they kissed her vavle. She huffed as he started tracing it with her tounge, until the cover came off. Then he slipped his tonged into her vavle Percy…mhmm…” her head went to one side and her thighs tried to clamps down on his head. He licked and nipped at her fold before nipping her nub a bit and pulling away. Her vavle oozing with fluids as he uncovered his spike and pressed it in. She arched from the pleasure and her feathers ruffed. Percy huffed as he started pushing the long spike deep into her and then withdrawing it. With each push he went a bit deeper and harder. Her claws clinging to his back and purring with pleasure. “mhm…copper…I cant..mfh.” percy felt the pressure that had been building up suddenly let go. His systems humming in delighted at the overload and his spike released. At the feeling of something arm filling her insides, copperfire gave a small humming nose as she hit overload as well. Percy pulled his spike away and quickly wrapped copperfire in his arms. Not wanting to loss this feeling before drifting off into stasis. ———————————————————————— Ratchet was still patching up the fem when she came out of stasis lock. He quickly pinned her before she could punch him out of reflex. She struggled a bit before getting her barring’s and settling down. “am I dead?” She sat up slowly, much to his protest. “no, your still online…for now” he grumbled “you have a lot of explaining to do, Ghost.” She explained everything that happened between her and Perceptor, leaving out  the recent events of the challenge. “Why didn’t you bring him back to us? Instead you brought him back to the one places you wanted to keep him from! Why?” “I had very little say in the matter. It was ether take him back or leave him there….I had no choice.” “there is always a choice Ghost!” he looked away from her. “you could have chosen to stay. “ She gave his a sad look. “I know you will never forgive me for what iv done. I regret pulling him into my world. If there had truly been another way. I had no time to bring him to you. The guild heads had called me back. If I had taken the time to drop him off, then they would have suspected something and forced me to tell them.” “I suppose you wont stay this time ether? By primus, please tell me he isn’t going back with you,” “if he choices. I trained him the best I could. so that when he challenged me, he would win. A student is aloud to challenge their master. If they when then they can then move on from a student and take a spot in the guild or leave without repercussion. I’m supposing, he will choice the latter.” Ratchet sat down on the slad next to her and nodded his head. “don’t go back…” “you know I cant stay. If I do, then they will brand me a rouge and hunt me down. I wish I could. That it was easy but its not. Don’t think for a moment that I don’t wish to stay here…” He gave her a sad look as he brushed her cheek and kisses the top of her helm. No matter what he did, there was just no changing things. “get some rest now. Your safe here for the time being.” He started to walk out “Ratchet?” “Rest, I have work to catch up on.” With that he left. Checking in on Copperfire and Perceptor on his was to his desk. Finding them both in recharge, with Coppefire snuggled into Peryc’s arms. He tried to focus on his work but his optics where heavy and soon he was in recharge. While he was down, he thought he heard someone whisper a goodbye to him.

Chapter 3 He gun was In peaces On The Table. He was shifting threw the parts and cleaning it. All the while his cpu ran threw what he was planning. He had given Ghost a time and place to meet. He hadn’t informed her that he was planning on challenging her though, but she probley could guess it. He had seen Ghost fight only a few times. She was fast, quiet and quick. Preferring to end the fight fast and relying on her cloaker. If he could somehow disable that, then he would get the upper hand. He also noted a scare on her chest plate and how she favored a foot. All things that could proving a advantage in combat. Finishing putting back together his gun and hosting it on his back. He gave a look back at his quarters and hoped this would be the last time he would be there. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- He was perched up on a rock and waiting for her to arrive. He had been sitting her for megacycles, waiting. Of course she had to be the slowest bot around. He still never got why she walked around so much. His targeting eye twitched as it picked up the silver, cloaked fem walking towards their meeting place. She looked up at him. “I suppose my guess about this being a challenge are correct?” “what do you think?” he growled “fine, give me a click and we will start.” With that she cloaked and was gone. He waited a click before maneuvering off the rock and finding cover. Was best not to be in the open as much as possible. The trouble was the cloaker. He couldn’t just shoot at every time he saw movement. He had to be able to find her and disable it. He taped the side of his head where his targeting eye was. He had tampered with his targeting system, so that it would allow him to pic up ripples of energy. Right now it as tuned so that he would be picking up ripples coming off Ghosts cloaker. After a few megacycles, he spotted them. She  was close to him. Probably a few feet behind the wall he was hiding behind. He waiting ever so stiffly as she rounded the corner before rolling a emp under her feet. It went off and scrabbled her circuit for a moment. Long enough for Percy to jump her. They struggled a bit before he was able to pin her and tried to stab for her arm. She blocked but not with the arm he wanted. Her legs grabbing his waist and flipping him off. She recovered her footing, only to be rushed by him again. This time he was able to stab where he wanted to and the cloaker started to short-circuit. She dropped something from her belt and the area was covered in smoke. When it settled, she was gone. Percy cursed himself for letting her go but at lest he had gotten one objective. He moved his location. It wasn’t wise for a sniper to stay in one place for long. He took a bit of higher ground. Ghost had relied on her cloaker to help her get by , unnoticed. With it gone, she would have to fall back on her training. Which he hoped that she was rusty on. He noticed movement to his right and zoomed his eye on it. It was a rock! He ducked as a bullet grazed his cheek. He hit the ground, hard on his side, as another bullet wised past him. “scrap,” he though. How could he have let himself be fooled so easily! The moment he poked up to take a shot, He would get a bullet in his head. He noted a loss peace in the wall. adjusting his targeting eye so that he could see threw it, in a grid fashion. Cut some of the loss stuff away and shoved the end of his gun threw it. She wouldn’t be in the same spot she fired but she couldn’t have gone far. His targeting system picked up the waves again, As if she was attempting to use the cloaker and fired. He had no idea whether he had hit his mark or not but jumped up and dashed. Taking a leap off the high spot he had taken up. He moved as fast as he could. Jumping and leaping until he got where he had shot the bullet. There was defiantly energon here, so that meant he had at lest hit her. He was about to go and find her, when she leaped onto his back and drove her knife into his side. He gave a shout as he slammed his back up agents a wall. She let go of him and rolled to the side. He grabbed his gun and shot! It grazed her shoulder. He noted the new wound on her foot, no wonder she took to attacking him head on. She couldn’t get far on that. She rushed him and he let her stab into his gun. Twisting the knife put of her hand and hitting her in the faceplate with the gun. She stumbled a bit but came back with a kick to his midsection. He stumbled and looked up to see that he was staring down the barrel of her sniper gun. She shoot and he moved. The bullet tarring apart that one side of his helm as he body checked her. Retrieving a hand gun from his side and shooting into her midsection several time. She dropped like a rock. “yelled! “ he commanded All she could do was grumble before falling into stasis lock. He turned to leave her there but a pain in his spark stopped him. He turned to look back at her….

Chapter 2 To say the train he was put threw was grueling would have been a mercy. Over the next months Ghost put him threw, what he thought was attempts to kill him. But he always managed to find his way out of it.  She had yet to take him on a mission, which he was thankful for. That is until one day. “Percy, gear up. Its time to earn your keep.” “what?” he looked up a bit stunned “you been assigned to a job. Got a cycle to be ready and meet me outside the guild.” With that she was gone. Percy was stunned but did what he was told. Fuming as he meet her outside but before he spoke. “calm your tail pip. We aren’t after autobots. We are going after a con. I made sure of it cuz of your little protest.” ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- They where up on the roof of a long ago abandon building. Reading for their target to come by below. They where after a con spy, who was suppose to be meeting a intelligence officer. They where to shoot him before relaying any information.  Percy was shifting uncomfortable. “I'm not doing it.” He hissed “you got to earn your keep or else the guild will see this as a frailer and punish you. When that happens, even my authority wont save ya.” In his time knowing her, he had learned that Ghost was part of a small inner-cycle They where a group of elite snipers that served the two heads of the guild. She had explained to him once while they where resting from training,  that if he could defeat her in combat then he would be able to get a choice. The choice would be what he would want to do in the guild or maybe even leave it. He set up his sniper gun with a grumble and zoomed in his targeting optic. Ghost had turned her cloaker on and was watching his back. Cycles passed before they saw a sign of the cons. A small group of cons with a commander. They transformed, stopped and waited. A few more cycles pasted and a black car came driving up to the meeting spot. He transformed and was walking over to the group. Percy took his shot then. The con hid the ground, offline and the cons where scrambling. Though Percy and Ghost where already on the move. Cycles later, they where walking back to the guild. Which was one of the annoying things Percy found about ghost. She walked everywhere! “cant we just drive back?” ha asked “what’s wrong with walking?” “taking to long. It would be fast to shift to vehicle mod and drive.” Ghost gave a huf but kept walking. “though scientists where suppose to take things slow?” “well I'm not one anymore now am I? After all you have put me threw.” She stopped and looked at him. “what I have put you threw was for your own good. Or eles you would be offline by now.” “my own good? Forcing me to become a sniper was for my own good? You could have just helped me out from under that rock and taken me back to a autobot base. Instead you cart my aft off to that retched guild!” “for reason. Snipers don’t go anywhere  near autobot bases. Autobots and cons contact the heads of the guild with targets and assignment’s. The heads post em up for us. Otherwise we stay clear due to the fact that the fractions try to kill us on sight!  As for just leaving you there….” She trailed off and looked away. “we are wasting time standing here.” Perceptor transformed and reeved his engine  angrily before tarring off. Leaving Ghost behind and on her own.

He was trapped. His leg pinned under a large peace of fallen building. He had tried everything he could think of to get free, without resorting to cutting off his leg. His com was damaged as well so he couldn't call for help. His mind flashed back for a second to how he had gotten here. It had just been a simple research assignment. Him and a team of autobots had gone out but they had been ambushed by a group of cons. As the fight went  on, he had taken shelter in a old building. Not being designed to fight…there really wasn’t much he could do. All of a sudden the structure gave way from the stress of the battle. He had tried to get out but had no luck. So here he was now all of a sudden he heard foot steps. Praying to primus it was the cons when a cloaked figure in gray camo bent down. It had silver optics and one optic looked more fitting for a targeting system. “h…hello?” he asked nervously “so you are online. I'm not going to kill you but helping you out depends.” She looked over him to where his leg was trapped. “depends on what!” he squeaked “depends if you will be of any use to me or not? I free you and you come with me as my student. or I can leave you here and let the con patrol pick you up. Which should be coming around in a few cycles.” “student? For what?” “to become a sniper…” He just gave her a blank stare for a bit. It was ether thus or let the cons get him. Though something eles was nagging at the back of his cpu. If he had just been able to fight then he wouldn’t have gotten into this situation in the first place. He gave a sigh and looked up at the fem. “fine, get me out of here…” “what’s your name mech?” she asked as she shifted around him to see how best to free him. “my names Perceptor.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------ She looked over the red and black mech on the slad. He had been able to make it most of the way before hitting stasis lock. She had been forced to carry him the rest of the way. She had brought him striaght to the med bay to get fixed and reconfigured for a targeting system and some upgrades. He was coming out of the lock now. She put a hand on his chest to keep him from getting up. He was looking around confused. “take it easy Percy. Your in the med bay at the guild. You hit stasis lock half way and don’t remove that blind fold yet.” She slapped his hand away from the targeting eye. “wait until we are at the range.” He sat up slowly. “what did you do to me?” “we put in a few upgrades to better help you along as a sniper. Be lucky u got that eye as soon as you did. Some call it cheating but it dose help a lot.” “you never told me your name..” “call me Ghost. I strongly suggest you stick by me and whatever you do, don’t show you where a autobot. The guild doesn’t like taking in bots who have chosen a side. Since we take jobs on both sides and all.” “I'm not shooting autobots!” “and hopefully you wont have to but if its required then you have no choice. Fail to do a job and you will be punished. “ He looked over himself and then glared up at her. “where’s my autobot symbol?” “sorry, had to remove it before we got here. Now no more about sides got it…or you will get us both in trouble.” She moved towards the exit and motioned him to follow. “ come on mech. Its time to see if my investment is worth it.” He followed as she led him threw the maze of hallways until they reached the range. It was a large training room with a gun range to one side. Here all sorts of mechs and fems where training. Most of the bots here where no more taller then him and down. There where even a few minicons. She lead him over to the gun ranged. Picked up a few different guns, most long ranged and laded them out. “alright go over. Take that patch off slowly and allow your optic to adjust  before shooting. Once you have a handle on it, pic a gun and start shooting.” She stepped back as he did what she instructed. As he was letting his eye adjust, a light blue and gold mech came over to Ghost. “newdy?” “yap.” “bet ya two high grade he wont be able to hit the target.” “alright” They stood and watched as Percy picked up a common sniper gun and started aiming. Pulling the trigger and shooting the target dead in the center. Ghost stood there smiling as the mech beside her looked a bit shocked. Then walked off fuming.

Ratchet was just heading into the clinic. Perceptor hot on his heals. He had gotten a strange com from one of the other medics. They wouldn’t tell him why but they needed him to come in as soon as possible. This was suppose to be his day off! He entered the med day to find a few of the medics crouched and trying to coco’s something out from under knew of the recharge tables. One of the medics spotted him and came over. “good thing your hear Ratchet. No matter what we do, we just cant seem to get the youngling to come out.” He motion back to the slap as the other medics came over to join him. “we have tried everything. Magnus brought it in cuz it needed repairs. But as soon as it came online, it took flight and ended up under there!” “took flight?” asked Ratchet. “it’s a bird type beast bot.” the medic said as he and the other ducked out of the med bay. Leaving Ratcher and Perceptor alone Ratcher gave a sigh and went over to the slad. Kneeling down and looking under. There was a shivering  copper coloured ball in the far right. He gathered this must be the youngling. “its al right little one. I wont hurt you. Please come out?” he reached his hand out to it. Only to get a nasty surprise when it sent a heat wave at his hand. It wasn’t hot enough to do damage but it was hot enough to send him running. He got to the sink and quickly started cooling his hand down with water. All the while, Percy decided to poke under the slad. “why did you do that to Ratchset? He wont hurt you.” He crawled under the slad and over to the copper ball. “you scared? Here take this! It will keep you safe.” He held out his cremzik stuffy to the ball. The ball shifted to one side before uncurling itself. In its place, a little copper, bird like fem sat. She scooched up and snatched the stuffy from Percy. Cuddling into it as Percy rudded the top of her head. Ratchet had been watching this silently by the side of the sink as the two youngling connected. It was a good thing he supposed. At lest she was opening up but she looked damaged. Especial her optics. “Percy, I need to look her over. See if you can get her out?” Perceptor nodded his head. “want to come out now?” The little fem shock her head. “please? I promise nothing bad will happen. Stuffy will keep you safe!” he took her hand and with some reluctance was able to get her out from under the slab. Ratchet went over to them and kneeled down. The little fem flinched at him and hugged the stuffy tighter. Now that she was out, Ratchet could get a better look at her. She was banged up but what sent him reeling was her optics. They looked like someone had smashed them. They would need to be replaced all together if she was to ever see right again. Though this did explain her attitude towards them. He got up and retrieved some disinfectant and some bandages. “come here little  one and let me take care of your scratches. It will only hurt for a bit and then ill give you something sweet to eat?” She nodded her head in agreement and he picked her up. Placing her in his lap as be began to work on her injuries. She flinched but other wise just clung to the stuffy. Pery beside them and rudding the top of her head. Once he was done, he gave her a energon goodie. Though she fell into recharge in his arms and half way threw eating it. All he could do was shake his head. “can we bring her home?” asked Percy. Ratchet looked down at the sleeping, fluffy fem.  “let me talk to Magnus and we will see.” He left the med bay, still holding the fem and with Percy following. Luckily, Magnus was just returning to check up on the fem. He looked surprised when he found it sleeping in Ratchets arms. “I'm amazed Ratchet. When I found her, she put up such a fight. I suppose you will be wanting me to take her now to the orphanage “ “about that Magnus. Her optics have been servely damaged and I don’t think she trust me enough to let me work on them. For now ill take her back with me and care for her.” Magnus thought on this a bit before shaking his head in agreement. “if you think that’s best then I see no reason agents it. Ill inform Prowl.” With that he turned and left. “I don’t think she has a name Percy. How about we call her Copperfire?” Percy nodded his head in agreement. Ratchet looked at the little one in his arms, not realizing that she just might be there to stay.