#fearless buddy

Fearless was just walking past the oil reserves using their newest battle suit Brainstorm had created.

Since their last one broke, the scientist was trying to find a better framework for them to use.

In Fearless’s opinion, it made them look a bit like a minibot.

It even had a vizor covering their face and everything.

The familiar sound of a portal opening caught their attention.

They quickly went over and saw a servo dangling from the edge of the oil reserve and a lot of confused yelling.

Fearless runs over and quickly grabs the silver servo, silently thanking Brainstorm for installing extra grip strength to the servos and pedes of the suit. Fearless: “Hang on!” There were some confused noises, but Fearless was just focused on getting the bot back onto the platform. They managed to haul the grey mech up when they noticed that he had someone else’s servo. The grey bot looked at them suspicious and confusion. Fearless: “I’m friendly! Promise on the Allspark!” The grey mech looked slightly less hesitant as they began to help him get his friends up. They were a total of 4 bots, all around the battle suits size. Fearless: “Well that was certainly an introduction. The names Fearless and you my friends are in another universe!” B-127: “Really!?” Elita: “B no.” Fearless: “B? Wait! Are you Bumblebee?” B-127: “No, but that sounds like a fun name! I’m B-127, this is Elita One, that’s Orion Pax and that’s D-16!” Fearless: “…Oh Meg’s is going to love this…”

Fearless was educated a bit in the history of Cybertron before the war.

It was part of their course work for being a liaison and they had a number of study nights with Rewind for Trivia night.

If they were mistaken… D-16 was Megatron’s name before the whole gladiator thing and Orion Pax was Optimus Prime.

…

…Oh, this was going to be a VERY interesting visit.

Fearless was much more concern over the holes in the bots chassis and how tired they all looked.

So, once dealing with the brief introduction of where the bots were and how they had nothing to worry about, they offered to take them to the medbay for a checkup.

They had to admit that seeing a younger version of these bots was fun to see.

Especially when you had bots like Orion wanting to see through every window and bots like Elita who just silently drank in the scenery while asking a few questions here and there.

B-127 just happily commented on the shiny things he saw.

D-16, as far as Fearless could tell, was just as excited as Orion was but chose to stick close to the group for safety.

Smart move, especially once more bots started showing up in the hall.

Fearless enters the medbay with the bots close behind. Fearless: “Ratchet! We have some more interdimensional guests!” Ratchet turns the corner. Ratchet: “Who is it this time—” He stops and stares at the new bots. They look very familiar somehow… D-16: “Wait, wait, wait! You guys have a Ratchet too?” Orion: “Is he as grouchy as ours?” Fearless: “I’ve learned that grouchiness is a default every Ratchet has.” Elita: “What do you mean every Ratchet?” Fearless: “That’s a story for another time.” Ratchet just blinks. Fearless steps forward. Fearless: “Ratchet… This is D-16, Orion Pax, B-127, and Elita One…” Ratchet straightens up a bit. Ratchet: “…I’ll get the berth ready. Don’t touch anything.” Orion: “Holy Primus you’re huge!” D-16 clamps his friend’s mouth. D-16: “Orion you can’t just say that to everybot you see!” Orion: “But he is!”

The check-ups had every medic extremely worried for their new guests.

Not only were they all missing their T-cogs and extremely late for a due checkup, but their energon levels were all dangerously low.

Fearless found it a bit comical and sad to see the bots optics widen at the size of the energon cubes given.

It was also the time when Fearless decided to take a break from the battle suit.

Fearless: “Hey Ratchet, mind giving me a hand with the helm? I need a break.” Ratchet easily unclips the helm and takes it off. The four bots scream. B-127: “HOLY PRIMUS YOU KILLED FEARLESS!” BANG! Everyone jumps at the sudden entrance from the medbay doors dropping. Whirl has his blasters raised with a frantic looking Rodimus and Megatron behind him. Whirl: “WHAT HAPPENED TO FEARLESS!?” Fearless rapidly waves their metal arms out trying to catch their Amica’s attention. Fearless: “No one’s dea—AAAHH!” Fearless nearly falls off the edge of the medslab but is caught by D-16. He looks down and sees their human form. D-16: “…HUH?!” Fearless: “Just another organic alien D, nothing to worry about.” Megatron has his optics locked on Fearless and the smaller grey bot. D-16 is slightly frozen at the hulking mech’s gaze. Orion immediately hops off his berth and gets in front of D and Fearless. Orion: “Hey, hey, why don’t we just take it easy. No one hurt, right D?” D-16: “Yeah…” Orion: “So… I’m Orion Pax—” Rodimus pushes his way to the front of a now frozen Megatron. Rodimus: “Hold it! YOU’RE Orion Pax?” Orion: “Yeah and the rest of my friends would greatly appreciate it if your friend there could lower his weapon.” Whirl lowers his blaster finally registering the name and proceeds to laugh loudly. Rodimus is barely holding it together. Rodimus: “Sorry about the entrance, Whirl can be a bit worked up about the safety of his Amica. I’m Rodimus Prime—” D-16, Orion, Elita and B-127: “YOU’RE A PRIME!?”

So, to say the captain’s introduction wasn’t hectic was an understatement.

 Even more when Fearless finally managed to get out of their suit and was perched in Whirl’s cockpit.

They didn’t mind the little pokes and questions the bots had.

It was clear enough that these bots didn’t even know what an organic alien looked like, they had a pass.

It was adorable seeing D-16 start fanboying at Rodimus while Megatron looked like he was dying on the inside.

He probably thought this was some sort of creative punishment from the universe.

It had to be.

The announcement of the guest certainly caused a stir amongst the crew.

Fearless did feel a bit of sympathy for them, especially D-16 and Orion.

For most of D-16’s looks held much caution and guard.

Meanwhile, Orion’s looks were of disbelief.

How could this little chaos gremlin be the next Prime in their universe?

Then there was D who, by all twisted means, seemed like a good fit for being a Prime.

What was going on in their universe?

But nothing that happened in the medbay would come close to what would happen at Swerve’s.

Whirl: “Hey Tiny Pax, what’s with the whole deal with you guys being miners?” Orion: “That’s our job for now. Cogless bots are supposed to work in the mines for energon since the Matrix was lost.” D-16: “We were on our way to find it when we were sent here.” Tailgate raises his servo. Tailgate: “How did the Matrix get lost?” D-16: “The Matrix was lost after the Prime’s last war with the Quintessons.” There was a brief moment of silence from the bots who had met the aliens. Orion: “But! Once Sentinel sees that we brought him back the Matrix—” Fearless: “Hold it! Sentinel?!” Orion raises his optic a bit. Orion: “yeah…” Everyone in the bar started muttering. Fearless turned to D-16. Fearless: “D, as much as you’re a Prime fan boy, but you need to offline him.” D-16: “WHAT!?” Fearless: “Orion and B won’t do it, maybe Elita. But it has to be—HEY!” Fearless is suddenly picked up by Megatron Megatron: “What my child means to SAY, is that to watch out for whatever sentinel Prime does. As far as we have all learned is that Sentinel’s should never be trusted.” Elita: “But he’s a Prime!” B-127: “Yeah he wouldn’t do that.” D-16: “Did you say child?” Fearless: “Oh yeah? How about a bet? If Sentinel isn’t a lying pile of scrap metal then I’m immortal and wont die before the crew find he Knight of Cybertron.” B-127: “Wait there’s Knights here!?” D-16: “Are we seriously not going to circle back to the child part?!”

Elita found herself under Magnus’s wing much faster than anyone would have thought.

Magnus claims that he has no idea how that happened.

…Which is a lie.

Fearless saw the moment happening when they saw Elita scolding Rodimus for trying to put B-127 in a high place and almost forgot about him.

They were pretty sure they saw the big mech smiling.

B-127?

Much like his counterpart, the yellow mech was making fast friends in Swerve’s.

Fearless is in a betting pool to see when Swerve will ask him to be his Amica.

The sheer number of drinks B has gotten straight from hearing the horrible conditions he was put in sub level 50 for all those years was insane.

The yellow bot, none the wiser, was just happy to be making so many new friends today.

As for D-16?

He had his work cut out for him.

Both him and his counterpart.

The reason?

Orion and Fearless had become VERY good friends.

Neither of them are allowed to be alone with each other after the little incident…

D-16 is looking around worriedly. Megatron: “I am sure that Orion is fine.’ D-16: “Oh I know that I’m more worried about Fearless. They’re so soft and squishy and Pax isn’t really known for handling things with care.” Megatron has flashbacks to fearless letting out battle cries as they hop out of the Lost Light in their battle suit at the enemies face. Megatron: “Fearless is much more durable than you think.” D-16: “Really?” Fearless: “Aww Meg’s you shouldn’t have!” Both mech jump at the sudden voice and look up. Orion was dangling from a vent opening on the ceiling with Fearless safe in his servos. Orion: “You care about me!” D-16: “…I should leave you up there.” Fearless: “I bet you’d catch us.” Megatron: “You assume wrong.” Orion and Fearless give each other mirroring grins. Fearless and Orion: “TRUSTFALL!” Orion lets go from the ceiling. D-16 ends up catching Fearless and Megatron ends up catching Orion. Both grey mechs sigh tiredly.

Being the oldest youngest sibling sucked for Fearless.

Technically in Cybertronian terms, they were the youngest.

Being in their teens compared to thousand year old Cons does that.

But by Earth standards… they were still the youngest, but mentally they were one of the older siblings!

Well middle child, but not the youngest!

That was for Oberon!

They were sure that Ironhold would be their younger twin, but they couldn’t prove it yet.

And Ophelia… there was no competition there.

She practically reeked of eldest daughter.

But no!

In the eyes of her siblings, THEY were the baby!

The dumb fragile baby that needed to be wrapped in bubble wrap and ‘protected’ at all times!

Just because their ribs ended up getting bruised from the last few surprise trust falls, that did not give them excuse to use the little sibling card!

So that brought them here.

The warehouse district.

Full of old abandoned warehouses.

Why was there an entire district for these things?

Fearless wasn’t going to think too hard on that, besides these used to be their old stomping grounds before the Cons came into the picture.

They were walking by one of the older crate warehouses listening to their tunes on full blast.

When suddenly they heard a harsh peel of tires and nearly got whiplashed by how fast a pair of servos snatched them from the ground.

Yep, their bruised ribs definitely didn’t like that.

But panic started setting in when they did not register who’s servos these were.

These were con servos.

And they had been picked up enough by the bots to know what their servos feel like, these were from a stranger’s.

It also didn’t help that they were being pressed up against this bot’s chassis with no way of seeing their face.

The bot carefully takes Fearless away from his chassis. Fearless: “Okay wise guy! What’s the big idea!” The bot blinked. Alabaster: “I’m not ‘Wise Guy’, my name is Alabaster Lapis.” Fearless takes a good look at the bot holding them. He wasn’t someone they knew on either side. Fearless: “Alabaster? That’s… unique.” The bot seemed to puff his chassis at the compliment. By the Allspark why was it cute!? No focus! We must stay focused! Fearless: “I… um… I’m okay. But what was that about? You know there are better ways of introducing yourself, right?” Alabaster gestured to the side and Fearless saw the reason for the rushed introduction. Right where they were walking now lay the ruins of an old crate. If they had been under that, they would have gone squish! This bot had just saved their life. Alabaster: “I just acted! I thought you would move after the first creaks, but you didn’t.” Fearless: “…Thanks Alabaster. Wait, that’s too long of a name, we gotta figure out some nickname for you.” Alabaster blinked confused. Alabaster: “Nickname? Like those names that the people on the TV give each other when they are friends? Wait are we friends now!?” Fearless couldn’t help but laugh a bit at the excitement this bot was showing on his face. Fearless: “Guess we are. I’m Fearless by the way.”

Time goes on as Fearless and Alabaster’s friendship blossomed.

They insisted on making the old warehouse homier for their new friend.

It looked way too cold and lifeless in the warehouse as it was.

The bot had no objections, even producing color schemes he wanted to try on the walls.

The two of them ended up covered in paint and dust.

Self-care days came once Fearless tried to give Alabaster a wash and noticed how dull his paint job was.

They made sure that bot was the best-looking food truck in this city!

Speaking of food, the duo made it a weekly tradition to find random recipes online and from cooking channels.

Though whether these recipes actually turned out good was another story…

Alabaster is gently rubbing Fearless’s back as they puke into a bucket. Alabaster: “There, there, I told you that was a bad idea.” Fearless is sweaty and shoots him an exhausted look. Fearless: “D-didn’t you—you say to add---add the extra salt?” Alabaster just continues to rub their back as they go back to puking.

Sure, about half of the time Alabaster ended up nursing a sick Fearless, but the other half ended up on his list of things to cook in his alt mode.

He needed to feed his best friend after all.

Sleepovers took place after a particularly bad storm hit the city.

Fearless didn’t feel like getting drenched or calling anyone to come get them so they stayed.

Alabaster was so scared to be near the human while he slept.

What if he rolled over and squashed them!?

Solution?

Sleeping on a ‘nest’ of blankets, tucked safely near his neckcables.

Sleepovers soon became almost as religious as self-care days.

Fearless is getting cozy in their nest. Alabaster: “Why haven’t you told them?” Fearless: “Hmm?” Alabaster: “The Con’s. You haven’t told them. Why?” Fearless: “…I don’t know myself ‘Aster.” Lies. They know exactly why. Fearless: “Do you… Do you want me to tell them?” Alabaster: “No… No thanks. The last thing I want is to be dragged into a war.” He glances at them and smiles a bit. Alabaster: “Besides, with all that time fighting, who’s going to be watching you?” Fearless laughs a bit, gently shoving his faceplate. Fearless: “You mean who’s going to be watching you. You can’t fight to save your life ‘Aster. If anything, I’d have to save your sorry tailpipe from danger.” Both bot and human laughed wholeheartedly. Fearless snuggles closer to their bot. Fearless: “Night ‘Aster.” Alabaster: “Night Fearless.”

The siblings start to notice the lack of their human sibling in the base after a couple of months pass.

At first, they brushed it off.

Fearless did have a life outside the base after all.

But once they started blowing the game night and weekly venting parties, they knew something was off.

The siblings did try to stage an intervention once, but it ended with Ironhold and Fearless yelling at each other.

The human took their revenge by staying out of the base and radio silent for a full month.

… Well, not complete silence.

Fearless did send an occasional text to Silver Aid just to let her know they were okay.

They couldn’t have their Mama worried now.

Megatron is walking by Oberon’s room but pauses when he hears more voices in there. He stops and hovers a bit. Lugnut spots him. Lugnut: “My Lord? What are you doing?” Megatron shushes him and tries to listen better. Lugnut: “My Lord isn’t this an invasion of privacy? Oberon will not be happy when he finds out.” Megatron: “If he finds out. Now silence.” Oberon: “—There’s no way that’s possible! Its—That’s—Its Fearless we’re talking about! Our chaotic gremlin of a sibling! Our little rat! Our little adrenaline junkie!” Ironhold: “I’m going to have to agree with Oberon on this one Ophelia. There simply is no way this is possible.” Ophelia: “It may be hard to think about, but we can’t rule it out!” Megatron was wondering what in the world his children were talking about. Yes, Fearless had been a bit absent lately, but not that absent… right? Oberon: “You’ve been watching too many soap operas with Silver.” Ophelia: “I’m telling you it’s a possibility.” Megatron hears fake gagging. Ophelia: “Oh grow some bearings the both of you. It is a natural thing, and it just so happened to Fearless.” Ironhold: “No! I will not stand here and think another second of Fearless having a Conjunx any longer!” … … CLANK! Lugnut: “MY LORD!” The siblings open the door just to see Lugnut carrying their father to the medbay. Wonder what happened there?

The Decepticons had faced many foes and obstacles in their lifetime.

Most of them being Autobots and the rare occasion of a different alien species.

But this, this had to be one of the biggest foes they had faced yet.

One might be thinking it be a large Autobot like Omega Supreme.

And they’d be wrong.

The mighty foe was none other than a human.

A human that got on everyone’s nerves.

None of the Con’s knew how exactly they human knew where their location was or why they came inside willingly.

All they did know was the puny organic loved to mess with them.

Starscream is walking around the base. The little human was on a ledge holding a can of silly spray. The human jumped off the ledge. Human: “Geronimo!” They land on his helm and starts spraying everywhere with the silly string. Starscream: “AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! GET THIS THING OFF ME!!!” Later… Megatron is sitting on his throne so no one can see the writing of ‘KING CON’ on his lower backside. Megatron: “Lugnut… what is that?” Lugnut has a drawing of a mustache on his faceplate. Lugnut: “The human came in while I was asleep My Lord.” Blitzwing is next to him with even more doodles on his faces. Blitzwing: “You think?!”

The Cons have tried to catch the human before.

But it usually ends up with them gracefully evading each trap or taking it apart.

Even when Lugnut and Blitzwing attempted to recreate traps they had seen humans use to keep rodents out of their homes.

The human walked away happy that day with an entire wheel of parmesan cheese

Some Cons have started looking up on the internet to see if the human is some sort of urban legend or cryptic.

The human was given the nickname Fearless.

Though it was meant to be a way words compliment about them being the most fearless being the first to get terminated.

Fearless wore that name with pride, now referring to themselves by the name when they came by the base.

Finally, the Cons decide to ignore the human in hopes that it would just leave on its own.

The human quickly notices the shift and is a bit weirded out by it.

Fearless tried amping up their tricks but the Cons use every ounce of self-restrain to not pay any attention to them.

Slowly the human stops making their usual appearances, which to the Con’s shock found worrisome.

They had gotten used to the little vermin antics that now the base seemed much quieter.

Megatron found himself looking around the floor more often than what he’d like to admit.

Starscream as much as he hates to admit it, missed the little laughter the human made.

Blitzwing and Lugnut have both been caught leaving food and ‘toys’ out to see if the human would come back.

Blackarachnia missed the human playing pranks on Starscream.

The Con’s are going through their usual business, though it’s a bit slower than usual. Fearless quietly walks into the base with a large backbag. They look confused at the slightly sulking Cons. Fearless walks up to Blitzwing’s pede and taps it. Blitzwing ‘Icy’ looks down surprised. Fearless: “Hey Blitzy, whats up with everyone?” Blitzwing ‘Random’ squeals as he scoops up Fearless and turns to the other Con’s. Blitwing: “THEY’RE BACK! FEARLEZZ IZ BACK!!!” Fearless is a bit dizzy by the sudden scoop and gets picked up by the helm of their shirt by none other than the Leader of the Decepticon’s himself. Megatron: “You best have a good excuse for the sudden reclusion, human.” Fearless looks confused before giving him a smug look. Fearless: “Aw! You guys missed me? Even after giving me the cold shoulder for about a month?” There is a lot of stuttering and denying from all the Con’s. Fearless has their arms crossed almost playfully. Fearless: “So, am I gonna get an apology? Cause I can always just go—” They are interrupted as they are placed on Megatron’s shoulder. Fearless can feel him grumbling with an apology low enough for them to hear. They laugh a bit, patting Megatron’s helm while giving him a genuine smile. Fearless: “Apology accepted King Con.”

The Con’s are protective of their little ‘pet’, a title that is not fooling anyone.

Fearless was now a part of their team.

No, they did not help with the Decepticon cause, they were more of a mascot that was just happy to be there.

Now being fully accepted by the Con’s Fearless’s pranking had gone down a bit and showed a bit of a softer side of the human.

Lugnut is walking through the base carrying a crate. The human quickly jogs by his side. Fearless: “Lugnut! Hey Lugnut!” Lugnut: “What?” The human looks at him concern. Fearless: “You, okay?” Lugnut is caught off guard. Lugnut: “Erm…” Fearless: “You don’t usually do these rounds yet, and you look a bit stressed.” Lugnut tries again to ignore the human. Fearless: “Is everything okay? You can talk to me if you want.” Lugnut: “And why would I talk to you?” Fearless: “I think just its better to unload some things from your mind before they get bigger. And what better way to unload it on someone who has no connections to you and your cause!” Lugnut looks a bit unsure. Lugnut: “… You will listen?” The human smiles at him reassuring. Fearless: “No judgement here big guy. Lay it on me!” A couple minutes later… Lugnut is on the ground while the human was patting his helm sympathetically. Lugnut: “I just really miss my Conjunx!” Fearless: “Umm, what’s a Conjunx again?” Lugnut: “I believe it is something similar to a spouse in your language.” Fearless: “Wait your married!?” Later… Fearless, Blackarachnia and Blitzwing unroll a large spread of paper. Blitzwing ‘Random’ is using a mop to paint Fearless’s hands and feet. ‘Random’: “Vhat iz the next part?” Blackarachnia: “This seems pointless.” Fearless: “Hush! Now let the master work their magic.” Fearless starts walking on the giant paper, leaving their footprints and hand prints in a certain pattern. The process repeats until there is a flower in the paper. Blackarachnia blinks a bit surprised. Blackarachnia: “That was… unexpected.” ‘Random’: “OOOOOOHHHHHH! Now my turn!” Even later… Starscream is on his berth sprawled out while Fearless is on his chassis. Fearless: “Have you, I don’t know, maybe stop trying to terminate Megatron?” Starscream: “And why would I do that? I am so close to becoming the Leader the Decepticon’s need!” Fearless: “Have you tried being the Second in Command the Cons need instead?” Starscream goes to retaliate but stops. Fearless: “It would Definity get you some brownie points if you started being nicer to some of the Con’s.” Starscream: “…What are Brownie points?” Even more later… Fearless yawns a bit, clutching their blanket. They spot Megatron’s pede, they sit down and lean on it. Megatron looks down. Megatron: “What are you—” Fearless was now deep asleep on his pede. Megatron blinks before carefully scooping them up and letting them rest on his servo. He gently strokes their back as they snuggle closer into his servo. Megatron: “Foolish human…”

Fearless didn’t think much was going to happen today.

It was a slow day after all.

Maybe Rodimus would get bored and try something to liven up the place.

They weren’t expecting Swerve to put on the Magneto trial in the bar.

Their eyes widen seeing the man on screen.

It had been many years since they had seen that man.

Apparently, space wasn’t far enough for them to go to escae this man.

Fearless looked down at the juice box in their hand.

They raise an eyebrow at the minibot.

Fearless: “Really Swerve? What happened to the other juices?”

Swerve: “Don’t blame me. That’s what was in the crate, besides don’t you like juice boxes?”

Fearless: “… Touche.”

The strike of the gavel reminds them of what was going on the screen.

Suddenly the juice box labels looks very interesting.

Whirl sits by them.

He notices them staring at the box.

Whirl: “Hey Fearless did your drink commit war crimes? Cause your looking at it like it did some war crimes.”

Fearless: “I’m fine Whirl.”

The voice…

He started talking.

It had been a long time since they heard him.

Not since…

SQUISH!

Fearless clenches the juice box too hard, spraying it everywhere, dripping on them and on the table.

Blood rushes to their ears from embarrassment and of something else they couldn’t pin point.

Whirl: “Umm… Aren’t you supposed to drink that?”

Fearless wordlessly gets up from their seat, cleans up most of the juice with some napkins before speed walking out of the bar.

Swerve and Whirl look at Fearless’s direction confused.

Swerve: “You know what that was about?”

Whirl: “Not a clue.”

Fearless sudden behavior caught the attention of many bots on the ship.

Even those who weren’t in the bar.

Fearless dodges questions left and right.

Theories are made by some of the bots who were in the bar when they first saw Fearless acting weird.

There is a general conclusion made by most bots that, while on Earth, Fearless came across Magneto at some point.

Clearly it hadn’t been a good interaction.

A couple days later Fearless is called to go back to Earth alone.

No further instructions, no nothing about Megatron or the bots.

Just to come to Earth, alone.

On hearing the ominous message, it was agreed that some bots would accompany Fearless back to Earth.

Fearless had an uneasy feeling about this trip back to Earth.

It was clear on their face as they glared at the windows with their arms crossed.

Not even Whirl or Swerve’s jokes seemed to crack the tension in their tiny body.

Fearless is called to go to the human’s only sector.

They promise to scream for help if someone tried anything.

This was supposed to be meant as a joke.

The second they enter the building; someone immediately tries to get the jump on them.

Now Fearless knows how to fight, they lived on the Lost Light for crying out loud!

But it had been a while since they had to fight someone their size without a suit and when more people coming in.

Fearless is pinned down on the floor.

On of the people in dark ski masks has a knee digging deep into their back.

The air had momentarily knocked out of their lungs leaving them dizzy and breathless.

CLICK!

Fearless was now staring at the barrel of a gun.

Ski mask 1: “Hope you enjoyed your few seconds here on Earth, alien sympathizer.”

Fearless struggles more but their face keeps being pushed to the floor.

All they need is one scream…

BAMF!

The weight was suddenly tossed off their back, letting them finally breathe.

They gasped for air as someone grabbed them and tossed them over their shoulder.

Fearless: “Hey! Let go!”

Logan gets elbowed in the face.

Logan: “Gah! Will you quit that! We’re trying to save you little—”

BAMF!

Kurt grabs them both.

Fearless: “WHAT THE—”

BAMF!

Fearless, Logan and Kurt are now outside the building.

Fearless looks around seeing some other X men talking with the bots.

Megatron looks over at a very disheveled and injured Fearless.

Megatron: “Fearless!”

The bots look over at Fearless.

Fearless is just looking around very confused.

Fearless: “…what the—"

After the bots check that Fearless was relatively okay, it was time for introductions.

Most of the X men had already introduced themselves to the bots while Logan and Kurt had gone inside to get Fearless.

The group had gotten a tip that someone wanted to ‘unalive’ the human liaison for Earth and Cybertron relations.

Neither team has the slightest clue who would want them gone.

But if Fearless was unalived and the bots didn’t know, it could have caused a rift in Earth and Cybertronian alliances, especially with Fearless being a part of the crew and part of a family unit.

Did anyone ask for a team up?

That’s when Magento makes a dramatic entrance.

Fearless immediately goes stiff and straightens their back.

Magneto: “Greetings. I am—"

Fearless: “Magneto.”

Magneto looks over at the human standing in front of the bots with their arms crossed.

Magneto: “I take that you’ve heard of my reputation?”

Fearless: “Kinda hard not to hear about a mass murder of both human and mutant kind.”

Magneto: “Hm, and here I thought we were going to have civil conversations as equals. Human to Mutant.”

Fearless: “What? Wait, wait. You think I have something against mutants?”

Rogue: “Well by the tone ya using, there’s some room for interpretation.”

Fearless sighs and face palms.

They gesture to the bots behind them.

Fearless: “I live with a giant crew of dysfunctional alien robots. I’m not some heartless monster who’s going to judge or chase you down with a pitchfork because someone can light a candle with their pinkie. Just as long as you aren’t messing with my family, everything will go well.”

Jean: “Wait family? You work with your family?”

Fearless: “Raises their eyebrow.

Fearless: “They are right behind me you know.”

Magneto grunts a bit before reaching out his hand to Fearless to shake.

Ratchet registers a sudden increase in Fearless’s heart rate.

Fearless looks at the hand like it committed first degree murder before shaking it begrudgingly.

Magneto: “I never got your name.”

Fearless: “My name is Fearless, Magneto.”

The bots are very much concern for their human.

Besides the obvious assassination attempt shaking everyone up, they had never seen Fearless this hostile and tense before.

Not even Megatron received this treatment!

The most he received was pranks and some comments here and there.

This was a full on seething hatred.

Fearless is polite with the other members of the X men and tries helping them as much as they can.

After cloaking the ship, it was agreed to head to the X mansion for further development on the case.

The mutants had to do a double take once the bots turned on their holoforms to get inside the building.

Friendships are formed.

Rodimus and Cyclops end up having a friendly rivalry.

The Co-Captain thinks Scotts beams are cool.

Scott gets flashbacks when Rodimus shows off his flames.

Flames that also get Jubilee attention.

Fearless is half certain that he is going to try and smuggle her on the ship.

Thankfully Magnus is keeping an optic out for him and Jubilee.

Drift tries to adopt Kurt, but Ratchet keeps telling him no.

Kurt is fanboying Drift’s massive swords and hearing about his beliefs.

Ratchet somehow develops a sixth sense knowing where the blue mutant was going to pop out.

Rodimus holds Scott out.

Rodimus: “Mine shoots beams out of his eyes!”

Drift holds Kurt out.

Drift: “Mine’s teleports, swings swords around and has a tail!”

He gently pats Kurts head.

Drift: “And he’s fluffy!”

Kurt and Scott look down to Fearless.

Fearless: “Don’t fight it, you’ve already been claimed.”

Kurt: “Vhat do you mean vy that?”

Fearless: “You’ve been chosen that’s all I can say.”

Scott: “You speak from experience.”

Fearless: "I ended up with one of the most trigger-happy bots as my best friend for life. The system works.”

Scott: “What system!?”

Beast gets passed between Brainstorm, Perceptor and Nautica.

Yes, he is a bit confused at first, but quickly gets over it on realizing these were some fellow scientists.

Brainstorm wants to upgrade some of the team’s technology… Beast is thinking about it.

Storm gets stopped by the minibots.

They love her powers!

Ororo indulges them with light rain and little wind funnels.

Rewind is filming everything while Swerve fanboys in the background while Tailgate splashes in some puddles.

Cyclonus in the meantime was taking notes on Storm and Jean’s fashion choices to later upgrade his holoform.

Beast: “Do you think that with enough electricity it can disable your weapons?”

Brainstorm: “…One way to figure that out!”

Storm: “I am not about to blast your weapon with a bolt of lighting. There is no telling what it could do to you.”

Brainstorm: “That is precisely why we need to find out!”

Fearless: “Trust me on this one, just give them a little bit.”

Storm raises an eyebrow.

Storm: “And they will be all right?”

Fearless shrugs.

Fearless: “Wouldn’t be the first time Stormy’s done something like this and it won’t be the last. This is pretty tame of an experiment for him.”

Jean walks over.

Jean: “What do you mean ‘tamest’?”

Fearless: “Well there was the time traveling briefcase.”

Jean: “The what?”

Rogue and Gambit end up in the company of Skids and Rung.

Skids finds Rogues and Gambits powers to be amazing.

Rung offers a good listening ear to Rogue who finds his presscene very comforting and vents.

The orange mech desperately want this woman to book an appointment with a therapist.

No scratch that, get everyone an appointment.

Gambit tried teaching Skids how to throw cards.

He is surprised when Skids gets it on the first try.

Lastly, Logan and Morph end up with Whirl.

Whirl keeps shouting suggestions for Morph to shapeshift into.

Morph happily obliges.

Logan can’t seem to get the strangest feeling of de va ju.

A reminder of a certain merc with a mouth…

Whirl: “Hey Whiskers! Do the claw thing again.”

Logan: “No.”

Whirl: “Do it!”

Morph: “Logan its just a little bit.”

Whirl: “Yeah listen to your outlier buddy and do it!”

Logan: “Outlier?”

Whirl: “Hang on I’ll get a translator. Fearless!”

Fearless comes over.

Whirl points at the two.

Whirl: “Explain what an outlier is.”

Fearless: “An outlier is… hm… how do I explain this… An outlier is kinda like you guys.”

Logan: “What?”

Fearless: “They have special abilities that separate them from the average bot.”

Fearless points over to Skids who was copying Gambit’s card tricks.

Fearless: “Skids over there can near perfect any instruction or action given to him on the first go. If I’m not wrong, Skids and some other bots I know went to a school that helped them with their abilities since society deemed them--”

Morph: “Dangerous?”

Fearless has a bit of a somber look on their face.

Fearless: “With all the former caste systems and alt mode prejudice it was nice for them to have a place to call their own. Sadly, when the founder of the school, a senator, was arrested they dispersed.”

Logan: “Hmm.”

The second Fearless spots Magneto talking with Megatron, they quickly grab Megatron by the arm and pull him away.

This goes the same for any bot that goes anywhere near Magneto.

The glare never leaving their face.

Fearless was offered a room to stay in the mansion, but they insisted on leaving with the bots.

They grab Megatron’s hand and leave.

Megatron felt how tight they were grabbing and the slight tremble in it.

They ignore the questions about their behavior and calls in a night.

Too bad Papa Megatron wants some answers.

Fearless struggles in his loose grip.

Megatron: “Are you going stop acting like a sparkling and start talking sense.”

Fearless lets out a tired sigh as they trace small circles on his digit.

Fearless: “As you might know I’m… not exactly fond of Magneto.”

Megatron: “Understatement of the century.”

Fearless squints their eyes at him.

He places them down on the berth and sits next to them.

Megatron: “… You never acted like this. Not even when I came on this ship and by the way this Magento speaks and his goals… he sounds like me—”

Fearless slaps his leg.

Fearless: “Don’t you EVER compare yourself to him!”

Megatron: “A simple observation and you cannot deny there are similarities between us. But why hate him and not me?”

Fearless: “Your both very different from each other Meg’s! That man is a heartless monster! A murderer! You—You—"

Megatron: “The same.”

Fearless furiously blinks back their tears and looks down.

Fearless: “But you changed!”

Megatron: “And isn’t he trying as well?”

The mech gently runs a digit up and down Fearless’s back.

Megatron: “He is at the start of his redemption Fearless. Don’t you think that it is wise to give him the benefit of the doubt?”

Fearless shakes their head and pulls their legs up and leans on Megatron’s side.

Megatron: “… He did something to you didn’t he?”

Fearless hugs themselves tighter trying to appear smaller.

They start to shake a bit.

Megatron carefully picked them up and hugged them to his chassis.

He can feel the tears running down his chassis.

Megatron: “You don’t need to tell me now if you don’t want to.”

Fearless sniffles a bit before looking up at him.

Fearless: “I-I want to Dad… I really want to—to. But everything that just happened…”

Megatron hushes Fearless while running the digit up and down their back.

They try muffling their sobs in his chassis.

He wonders if they can feel his spark clenching through the armor.

Days are passing by as the teams are still trying to figure out what is going on.

With the assassination attempt and why Fearless hates Magento’s gut so much.

The crew has made a giant board filled with red string trying to figure this out.

Even their new fellow X men friends come and join in on the theories.

The x men are enjoying their latest source of entertainment.

Especially once Fearless starts getting more comfortable around them and their chaotic side starts showing up.

Magento was having a hard time.

He has no idea what he did to this person to make them hate them.

Sure, it’s nothing new, but still!

It doesn’t help that they look familiar to him.

The older man is determined to figure out what he did to this person.

So far no one has managed to have a lick of luck on their side.

Not even a clue.

…

…Well, there is one person who does have a clue.

Logan.

Fearless and Magento had a similar scent.

Too similar to be a coincidence…

…But he’ll keep quiet for now…

“Why is Jenna heading to the bathroom now?!”

“She knows his in there, right?”

“Shhh!”

“Don’t shh me! I have a point!”

Thanks to careful planning, and many favors pulled, the bar was hosting Halloween Movie nights until the holiday came. Of course, this caught the attention of plenty of bots on the ship. Now whether they were actually interested in the holiday or just looking for an excuse to get snacks, they didn’t care. It was nice to have company.

Fearless and Swerve supplied the watch party with plenty of the old timey classics, even slipping in older movies with the fakest looking blood and weapons ever. Those movies somehow managed to scare some of the more ‘jaded’ bots.

Tonight, it was a small group of bots who joined in, even Megatron had made an appearance. Fearless had to pull the ‘puppy dog eyes’ for a full minute to get Megatron to finally join.

They were sitting in the center of his servos, eating a bucket filled with popcorn and a fuzzy blanket wrapped around their shoulders. A gift from Rodimus after their last planetary trip to Earth.

“Is any of this scaring you?”

Fearless looked up at their father figures red optics. They lessen their grip on the blanket. The human had felt him flinch a bit at some of the cheap jump scares a couple of minutes ago. How knew the Ex-warlord hated fake guts that were clearly made of spaghetti.

“Psh, it takes a bit more than a low budget serial killer movie to scare me, Meg’s.”

The helpless woman on screen screamed as she tripped over nothing.

Several bots groaned at this. Some of frustration and others of anxiousness.

“You think her balance is off? Maybe that’s why she keeps falling.” First Aid mused as his vizor was glued to the screen.

Swerve laughed.

“Nah. That’s usually how a lot of humans in these films are.”

Tailgate poked his helm from Cyclonus hug. The larger purple mech had the minibot in his lap with his arms secured around him as he trembled.

“Do all human’s do this when they’re afraid?”

Fearless looked over at the shaking minibot. He wasn’t used to scary movies yet like the others.

“Yeah, some humans do kinda act on instinct when they are really scared. Logic goes out the window when we get into some scary situations. We’re more concern on staying alive and getting the Pits away from the danger.”

Fearless saw Whirl winking at them, at least an attempt with his only optic. He was sitting next to Cyclonus and Tailgate, his claw buried in a bucket of energon goodies as were most of the other bots in the room.

“Not all humans apparently, since you’ve been on this ship, not ONCE have we seen you pull that.” Whirl gestured the woman once again tripping over thin air.

Fearless just smirked in response.

“I like to think that some of my braincells stick with me Whirl.”

Rewind looked over at the seemingly relaxed human in the Ex-warlord’s servos. He was seated next to Chromedome on a nearby table nursing a small cube of engex.

“Aren’t you afraid of anything? Surely there’s something?”

Fearless huffed in response, readjusting themselves in Megatron’s servo.

“Of course I get scared Rewind, its only natural.”

“I do not recall seeing you being that afraid since you have been on this ship.” Cyclonus said as he readjusted his hold on Tailgate, making a motion to the movie.

Fearless looked over at the minibot still quite anxious for the movie to be over. They felt a pang of guilt for dragging him and Cyclonus to the watch party. Tailgate deserved better…

… maybe telling wouldn’t be too bad…

“Dolls. Hate—”

Brainstorm screeching cut them off. The scientist jumped up, knocking his bucket on an unsuspecting Pipes and Riptide who were sitting nearby.

“OH, SWEET PRIMUS! HE FOUND HER! RUN JENNA! RUN LIKE YOUR LIFE DEPENDS ON IT!”

Suddenly everyone’s focus was back on the screen, yelling and trying to warn the woman to run for her life.

Fearless let out a sigh of relief.

There was no way anyone was going to remember that.

They looked up at Megatron who was watching the screen like everyone else. His digits slightly curled seeing the human in distress. Fearless just patted his digits a bit before going back to watching the movie.

Halloween came sooner than they expected. Fearless was finishing their rounds while thinking about what the memo Swerve had sent them.

The bar was going to be having a small celebration for Halloween after hours. It would have been the bar’s theme, but Magnus deemed some of the décor to be a ‘safety hazard’ and wanted to review all the movies beforehand. There wouldn’t be anything he could do after hours after Rodimus gave him a seal of approval.

All they had to do was wait another 2 hours before the party would start.

“Hey Fearless!”

A group of drunk mechs stood in front of them.

“Yes? You need something?”

Some of the bots giggled drunkenly while their ‘leader’ shushed them.

“Th-there’s a special package for you in here.”

The bot pointed to the ‘small’ broom closet.

They raised an eyebrow at them.

“This isn’t some sort of prank, right?”

The mech’s giggled.

“Nope!” Popping the ‘p’.

Fearless sighed tiredly. They really wanted to head to the bar, but by the looks of these mech’s they weren’t going to let them through without looking in that closet.

“Fine.”

They would regret going in.

As soon as they were inside, the mech’s had closed and locked the door.

“Lets see how fearless you really are!”

Fearless yelled and banged on the door to let them out. All they could hear was laughing and retreating pedesteps.

Great.

All they had to do was try and reach the number pad a few feet above them, or radio Meg’s if things got a bit too frustrated. They were going to need to talk to Rodimus or Magnus about installing more human friendly—

CCCRRRREEEEEAAAAKKKKKK!

“Hello Friend!”

They froze in place.

Someone was in there with them.

Fearless silently cursed themselves for leaving their blaster with Brainstorm for repairs. They took out their phone flashlight and tried to look for the thing.

“You’re my best friend!”

The voice cracked a bit at the end. It sent a shiver down Fearless spine.

Creepy.

Another creak sounded just as they shown their light on them.

They dropped the phone.

Their heart suddenly started pounding hard, their breathing was harsh and shallow, a scream was lodged in their throat and their hands started trembling.

But the worse part was that they felt like they couldn’t move.

Illuminated by the little light in the room stood several life-sized porcelain dolls with their arms reached out.

“Let’s be friends forever!”

Fearless turned to the locked door and started pounding on it like their life depended on it.

“SOMEONE GET ME OUT! SOMEONE HELP! WHIRL! RODIMUS! MEGATRON! DAD! DAD HELP!”

The shadows only seemed to loom over them. It looked like they were moving closer.

Panicking, the human started beating and clawing at the door for any way of escape as tears started falling.

“PLEASE! SOMEONE HELP! ANYONE! HELP! PLEASE!”

There was a sudden and violent lurch from the ship, sending Fearless to the ground and the dolls flying straight at them.

Fearless screamed bloody murder as they came crashing down, the porcelain cutting into their face as they continued to scream and claw their bloodied hands at the door. They heard several cracks, but they didn’t care. They just needed to get out.

“MEGATRON! DAD! DAD HELP ME! DAD!”

They could only see the broken faces and limbs start crawling and grabbing their body.

They were going to die here.

“DAD!”

The door was suddenly opened and Fearless took off running.

They didn’t see the bots around the room, they didn’t seem to care that they nearly got stepped on and ran over.

The human yelped as they were suddenly scooped up.

Everything was too bright, too blurry, too fast.

They could hear voices but couldn’t make out who was who.

Something poked their side and they let out a sharp scream, curling up into a fetal position, cramming their bloodied (and probably broken) hands in their head.

Their head felt light and heavy. Everything was hurting and felt as if it were on fire. They were wet, though if by the blood or tears they didn’t know, maybe both.

The human felt a gentle breeze pass through before falling  into the darkness that had been edging their vision.

…

Fearless woke up and first noticed the familiar smell of the med bay. They slowly opened their eyes as everything started coming into focus. They were in fact in the medbay. Looking down, or as down as they could, laid their bandaged body. Most of their arms and hands were wrapped up. Their right leg had a cast, and they now noticed that part of their head was wrapped up too.

They turned to one side and saw someone staring at them.

“Fearless?”

“D-da- dad?”

Megatron’s spark broke as Fearless started to cry out in relief.

He gently strokes the side of their head that wasn’t bandaged.

“Shhh… I’m here… I’m here…”

Fearless continued to sob into Megatron’s digits, wincing a bit as they managed to try and cling to him.

He was here. Here with them.

“I… I…”

The words died before they could come out. How were they going to explain this? Who knows how many bots had heard or even seen them. The sounds of incoming pedesteps made them look up to see Ratchet. The older bot gave them a warm smile. It was one of those smiles that made you feel like everything was going to be okay.

“Here.”

The doctor passed Megatron some water for them to drink. Fearless’s throat never felt so dry until the liquid started trickling down their throat.

“Your vocal cords are raw right now. Best not to talk until they heal a bit more.”

They opened their mouth to speak put Ratchet held out his servo and gave them a bit of a stern look. Megatron mirrored it.

“You can get back to talking when they are better Fearless. There is no rush right now.”

Fearless squinted their eyes at Megatron before huffing out a puff of air as they slowly slumped back into the bed.

“The events that happened… we saw the footage from the security cameras and a bit of an investigation on what was inside the room.”

The bots could see the injured human tense up at hearing about the room.

Megatron cleared his throat.

“All of the… remnants in the room have been cleaned and incinerated. The bots have been taken into the brig and are now being talked to by Ultra Magnus, but I think it is safe to say that they will not be going anywhere near you anymore.”

The human slightly relaxed after hearing that. They leaned a bit on his digits sighing.

They didn’t need to know the beating they took when Whirl and some of the other crew found out.

The three of them jumped hearing a loud BANG!

“I know their awake First Aid! Let me in!”

“Ratchet is checking up on them Whirl, just be patient—”

“Do you know who you’re talking to right? I will not—HEY! Hornhead put me down!”

Megatron heard a strain chuckle come from Fearless as they tried to crane their head to the door.

Ratchet sighed tiredly.

“You have some visitors. I’ll get them updated on your condition before they plow through my staff.”

Megatron and Fearless tense a bit as Ratchet walked to the door grabbing several wrenches in his servos. The unmistakable ‘CLUNK!’ and ‘OW!’ sounds were heard.

The Ex-warlord looked down and smiled softly at his child.

There was no need to tell them how his spark stopped when he saw them tumbling out of the room after Tailgate had ripped the door off its hinged.

There was no need to tell how he shouted at everyone to stop moving so they couldn’t get trampled.

There was no need to tell how fast he retracted his servo from them when they screamed and went limp in Ratchet’s servos.

There was no need to tell them how he barreled down the hall when he heard their blood curling screams.

There was no need.

Not, now at least.

A portal opens in the middle of the Plant.

The bots are ready to attack anyone who comes through.

Surprised when it’s a human.

Fearless brushes off the dirt and looks around taking a double take.

Fearless waves at them. They wave back confused. Fearless looks around. Fearless: “This is defiantly a new one I’ll say.” Optimus: “New what? And Who are you?” Fearless jumps a bit. Fearless: “That voice is going to take time to get used to. ANYWAYS, the name’s Fearless and I’m from another dimension.” Team Prime: “What?!” Bulkhead: “Human’s haven’t made that much advancements on teleportation yet.” Prowl: “And how do we know if you’re lying?” Fearless: “… I literally came from a portal and you’re questioning if I’m lying? Who are you Prowl?” Prowl: “How do you know my name?” Fearless: “…Sweet Solus Prime, YOU’RE PROWL?!”

After the initial freakout of names and explanation of how the portal’s worked, Optimus welcome’s Fearless to the Plant for the time being.

Both parties are curious about each other’s universes and both share facts about them.

Fearless learned from last time that too much info-dumping was bad for the head or helm.

Fearless: “So, your war is over?” Optimus: “Yes and no. Megatron and a small group of Decepticon’s are stuck here on Earth with us. The Decepticon’s mainly dispersed after the Great War and Ultra Magnus’s decree.” Fearless: “Ultra Magnus?” Bumblebee: “Yeah he’s the leader of Cybertron.” Fearless laughs a bit. Fearless: “Hahaha… oh, you’re not joking. Man, My Magnus would have a panic attack if he found out he was suddenly in charge of a whole planet.” Ratchet raises his optic. Ratchet: “Magnus? You mean Ultra Magnus?” Fearless: “Nah, just call him Magnus or Minimus, depends on the day. But if Magnus is leader of Cybertron, then who are you leading Prime?” Optimus: “Just my team.” Fearless: “The Autobot’s right.” Optimus: “No, just this team the 4 of us.” Sari: “Hmm.” Optimus: “5 of us.” Fearless: “What?! But how?” Ratchet: “We’re just a space bridge repair crew kid.” Fearless: “…Say sike.” Optimus: “What?” Fearless: " Say sike right now…”

Fearless nearly has a nervous breakdown realizing part of the situation these bots were in.

Thankfully they had weapons.

…Right?”

Fearless, for once, is begging for that portal to come and spit someone, ANYONE from the Lost Light to help them.

After the internal breakdown Fearless is Ready.

Fearless staring down Team Prime. Fearless: “I will do whatever it takes to protect you all.” Bulkhead patting Fearless head. Bulkhead: “That’s nice.” Sari whispering at Bumblebee and Optimus. Sari: “They don’t literally mean it right?” Bumblebee: “Of course not.” Optimus: “I don’t think they mean it in a literal sense Sari.” Prowl and Ratchet just look at each other and brush it off. Of course they didn’t literally mean it… Later that week… Starscream hovering near some buildings with his blasters pointed down at the bots. Starscream: “Now it is time for you all to feel the wrath of—” Fearless flinging themselves off a nearby rooftop. Fearless: “GERNONIMO!!!!” Fearless lands on the Seeker’s faceplate. Starscream: “AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF ME!!” Fearless: “I’ve heard other Starscream’s shriek louder than that!” Starscream starts flailing around with Fearless still having a death grip on him. Starscream: “GET IT OFF!!!!” Team Prime just stares in horror. Bumblebee: “So that why their called Fearless.”

The bots now take whatever Fearless says seriously now.

Ratchet has also threatened to tape them to the wall.

He becomes increasingly concern when Fearless tells him that ‘that’ hasn’t stopped them before.

Fearless loves telling the team about stories that have happened on the Lost Light… as soon as they manage to tell them that Megatron is a good bot in their universe after the surrender.

Speaking of Megatron, Fearless does ask a lot of questions about him and the other Cons.

They don’t know why Fearless looks a bit sad.

Fearless is protective of this team but also wants to get to know them one-on-one.

From walking in the park with Prowl.

To painting with Bulkhead.

To cleaning up messes with Ratchet.

To watching movies with Bumblebee.

Surprising enough, Optimus is the bot that Fearless feels like they need to protect more than the others.

…It may or may not have stemmed from the incident on Archna 7…

Optimus does feel a bit touched that this human, a complete stranger cares so deeply about him like that.

Then the Elite Guard shows up.

Fearless looks at The Guard standing next to Sari. Sentinel gives them the stick eye. Sentinel: “What you looking at human? Surprised to see a real mech here?” He puffs his shoulders in emphasis. Fearless: “Umm, Optimus is behind me?” The mech sputters a bit while some of Team Prime try to contain their giggles. Sentinel: “You wouldn’t know a trashbot from—” Fearless: “I’m gonna stop you right there Chin’s.” They look up at Ultra Magnus. Fearless: “Huh, figured you’d be taller.” Optimus already feeling a migraine coming: “Fearless…” Sentinel: “How dare you say that to Ultra Magnus! You should be on your knees begging that he doesn’t squish you. He has order over all of you right now.” Fearless: “Not My Magnus… I didn’t get your name.” Sentinel: “The names Sentinel Prime.” Fearless eye twitched but before they could do anything, Optimus scooped them up and held them tightly to his chassis. The Elite Guard and his team looked at him confused. Optimus: “Trust me, I’m doing everyone a favor…” Flashback to Optimus telling Fearless about Sentinel and Elita… Fearless places a sympathetic hand on his servo. Fearless: “You know it wasn’t entirely your fault, right?” Optimus sighs. Fearless chuckles humorlessly. Fearless: “You Prime’s always beat yourselves up badly. But on a serious note…” Fearless gave him a serious look. Fearless: “If I see Sentinel, it will be on sight.” Optimus looks at them confused. Optimus: “On sight—wait isn’t that what you said when we told you about Starscream?” Fearless just smirks and walks off. Optimus thinks for a second before coming the horrible realization. Optimus: “Oh no…”

Fearless gets along with most of the Guard.

Jazz is their favorite besides Blurr.

The Jettwins would have taken that place, but they threw them up too high and ended up getting stuck on a rusty vent covering.

Fearless avoids this Magnus… something just seemed off about him…

Fearless was not allowed anywhere near sentinel without Optimus being around.

Last time they were with Bumblebee and… things didn’t go too well…

Optimus was driving around with Prowl and Jazz. PING! Optimus had received a message from… Sentinel? Optimus: “Sent—” Sentinel: “GET YOUR FILTHY ORGANIC OPTIMUS! ITS TRYING TO BITE ME!” Bumblebee in the background: “They don’t bite!” Sentinel: “YES THEY DO!”

Soon its time for Fearless to say goodbye to Team Prime.

Fearless promises that when they do eventually come back to bring someone with them to help with the Cons.

It isn’t until Fearless is gone that they realize that they said ‘when’ and not ‘if’.

In the Lost Light… Fearless lands on the bar counter at Swerve’s. Trailcutter: “SWEET PRIMUS!” He jumps out of his seat in surprise. Swerve just smiles at the disheveled human. Swerve: “Came back from another dimensional hop?” Fearless: “Yep.” Swerve: “Can’t wait to hear all about it.” Fearless nods. Fearless: “But first, get me a bottle of my favorite drink… this one was rough.” Swerve winces a bit. Swerve: “That bad? How about telling me one thing that went well or some sort of highlight out of the whole trip?” Fearless without missing a beat: “I bit Sentinel Prime.” Swerve: “WHAT!?” Fearless: “And I’d do it again!”

It had been a couple of days since Fearless’s failed assassination attempt and there were still no leads.

A couple of villains were called into question, even some government officials, but nothing solid.

But that wasn’t the most important thing.

The Fearless and Magneto beef was still raging on strong.

Finally at 1 in the morning, Magneto realizes why Fearless looked so familiar.

He had known their mother… they looked like…

…

Like the child he left behind all those years ago...

…

…

…Oh, this made too much sense it hurt.

The Brick of Parenthood had finally found its target.

He always thought that they would have led a normal life on Earth, not galivanting through space with giant alien robots, one which was a genocidal ex warlord.

Take it for his kid to do something strange and reckless.

Seeing the little kid he knew now all grown up sent a pang of guilt through his chest.

Then came a thought... arguably a terrible idea.

Talking to them.

There was without a doubt in Magneto’s mind that they knew who he was, it explained in the pained look they gave him at times.

He needed to talk to them, now.

Fearless was happily talking with Morph when he came, asking to talk to them in private.

They don’t like the look the older man is giving them.

It looked like pity and… pain?

They warily agree.

The pair makes their way into a room in the mansion. Fearless crosses their arms. Fearless: “So, what did you want to talk about?” Magneto: “… It has been a long time since we last saw each other, hasn’t it?” Fearless stiffened. Fearless: “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Magento: “I did not raise a liar.” Fearless’s eyes widened and unconsciously takes a step back. Magneto: “My little Lionheart… it has been a long time.” The name brought flashbacks of a little kid reaching out for a hug to their tall father. They shake their head. Fearless: “I go by Fearless, Eric. That is the name I go by now, the one MY Family gave me. I expect you to at least have the decency to respect that.” Magneto: “… Fine then… Fearless.” Fearless huffs as they tighten their arms around themselves. Fearless: “Was this what you wanted to talk about? Because if it is your wasting your time and mine.” They turn to open the door behind them, but the metal locks lock themselves. Fearless: “…Unlock the doors Magneto.” Magneto: “Not until we talk.” Fearless: “What is there to talk about?” Fearless tries opening the door with no luck. Magneto: “It has been years since I’ve last seen you child.” Fearless: “And who’s fault was that, Eric. Now if you can be so kind as to open the door—” Magneto: “You didn’t have the X gene Fearless. Your birth stood against so many things I stood against at the time. I had to leave you. You must understand that.” Fearless: “I don’t have to understand Jack Magneto! Now let me out!” Fearless tries furiously to open the doors now, only for some metal sheets to block the door. Fearless: “Eric! Open the doors now!” Magneto steps forward as Fearless tries prying the metal themselves. Magneto: “You are going to hurt yourself like that.” Fearless continues to trying to pry the metal with their bare hands. Magneto: “You have to understand that when I left you—” Fearless: “UNDERSTAND WHAT!? That I wasn’t the perfect baby you wanted! That I didn’t fit in your ideal world?! Save me the speech Eric I know! I’VE KNOWN THAT SINCE THE DAY I FOUND OUT WHO EXACTLY MY FATHER WAS!” Tears were streaming down their face, but they stood tall with their fist clenched. A heavy silence filled the room. Fearless: “If you have any ounce of any respect or basic decency… let me go.” Magneto wordlessly let the metal sheets fall to the ground. Fearless wastes no time in bursting out of the room. Magneto sighs sadly from inside the room. Meanwhile in the room next door. Logan and Morph were trying to watch a movie when they overheard the conversation through the wall. Logan and Morph: “…” Morph: “…That was unexpected.” Logan: “…You owe me a 12 pack and 20 buck’s bub.” Morph: “Oh C’mon!”

And apparently those two weren’t the only ones who overheard.

Jean had seen a distraught Fearless running outside and decided to gently look inside their mind to see what could have possibly upset them.

…

It did not take long there after for the rest of the X men to find out about the new family drama.

There was a lot of talk between the team about Fearless and Magneto, but they never guessed something like this.

So many questions yet to be answered!

The drama!

The Angst!

Some members are kind of glad a plot twist happened in their new telenovela, but at the same time are sympathetic to the whole ‘messed up family bloodlines thing’.

Fearless was walking around having calmed down. They spot Magneto exiting the room and walking to their direction. This was at the same time Kurt and Rouge just so happen to be walking by. The pair walked a bit faster to get to Fearless’s side. Kurt: “Fearlezz!” Fearless jumped at the sudden noise but calmed down seeing the blue mutant. Fearless: “Primus Kurt, don’t scare me like that.” Kurt: “Zorry!” Rouge gently placed a hand on their back, guiding them to another direction. Rouge: “There’s a cool thing the boys wanted ta show ya.” Fearless: “Now? I mean sure! Cool, cool, cool.”

The real question now about the bots.

Did THEY know about this?

Only one way to find out!

Morph is sitting by Whirl in his holoform. Morph: “Has Fearless every talked about their family, like before going to space?” Whirl: “Not really. They don’t talk too much on all the Earthy stuff.” He raises an eyebrow. Whirl: “Why you want some information on them?” Morph: “Well, its more like we’ve just gotten some new information on them.” Whirl: “Like what?” Morph: “… Logan won the bet.” Whirl: “Which ones Logan again? Wait is he the gruffy one with the claws that thinks I know some guy name Deadpool?” Morph: “That’s him.” Whirl: “Oh okay then. Wait what did he bet on again? Hang on a second.” Whirl pulls out a list of the bets and goes down before stopping at Logan’s bet. Whirl slowly looks at Morph. Morph: “Turns out Fearless’s dad is Magento.” Whirl: “… Excuse me but WHAT THE—” Magnus, in his holoform, comes in. Magnus: “Whirl! What have we talked about that language!” Whirl: “MAGNETO IS FEARLESS’S EARTH DAD!” Magnus: “WHAT!?” Morph: “I feel like I made a mistake…”

News about Magento being Fearless’s biological father spreads amongst the bots like wildfire.

They go to the X men about more details about this.

They would have asked Fearless… but these past few days the resident human looked ready to drop dead and sob on the spot.

The Lost Light crew is absolutely furious hearing the implication of Magneto Abandoning Fearless at a young age.

It is explained to the mutants about the significant values chosen family had amongst Cybertronian’s.

To abandon one’s sparkling/ youngling/ or mentee at such a tender age was simply unheard of.

The bots and X men hear some yelling from a far. It was Fearless yelling at Magneto to leave them alone. Megatron is the first to move. The Earth shakes as the Ex Warlord now looms over Fearless, casting a long shadow over Magneto. Fearless looks surprised to see the mech. Fearless: “Megatron? What are you doing here in bot mode? Did something happen with your holoform—EEP!” Megatron scoops Fearless up with one servo and holds them firmly to his chassis. He sported a harsh glare at the man on the ground. Megatron: “When my child says to leave them alone. You. Leave. Them. Alone.” Cue gasps from X men in the background. The twists keep getting better and better. Fearless is still very confused. Magneto: “Your child?” Rodimus: “That’s right! His kid. A member of our crew and family.” The other bots soon start lining behind or beside Megatron. Megatron: “Do not let me catch you disrespecting their space again.” With that the bots turn to go to their ship. Megatron looks down to see Fearless trying to stifle a sob. He gently rubs a digit up and down their back. They began to shake like a leaf and curled even smaller against his servo. Megatron: “There, there… I’ve got you… I’ve got you… Your safe now Fearless… Your safe…”

The bots and Fearless were going to need a day to process this before returning back to the big problems at hand.

Especially Fearless…

The were few leads in finding out who wanted Fearless unalived.

One of those leads had led the X-men into finding some sort of ray gun.

It was found in one of the brotherhood of evil’s old lairs.

The ray gun looked suspicious enough to bring back to the lab for further investigation.

Both science teams had taken a particular interest in it and were trying to figure out what it did.

Fearless, having the best and worst timing, had decided to come into the lab to get the mutant team out for lunch.

They only made one foot in before that ray gun suddenly fired and hit them square in the chest.

Just a bundle of clothing was left.

Beast and holoform Brainstorm: “Fearless!” Holoform Perceptor and Nautica quickly shut down the gun with Forge. The sounds of the ray going off had attracted the attention of other mutants and holoformed bots. Magneto, Whirl, Megatron and Rodimus show up. Magneto and Megatron: “What happened?!” Megatron makes a bit of a face at Magneto. He can’t believe he synced with this man. Perceptor: “The ray gun went off and hit Fearless.” Brainstorm and Beast were shielding the others from Fearless clothing. Megatron: “And? Where are they now?” Brainstorm chuckles nervously. Brainstorm: “Well, there’s good news and bad news.” Nautica takes a peak and gasps. Brainstorm: “The bad news is that the ray gun may have changed Fearless a bit.” Whirl: “What do you mean a bit!” Rodimus: “And the good news?” Beast and Brainstorm part to show a toddler wearing Fearless’s shirt like a dress. Brainstorm: “They look adorable!” The child looked terrified. Forge: “A de aging ray then?” Fearless: “PA!” The tiny toddler trips a bit from the oversized clothing and runs. Megatron instinctively kneels down and has his arms open for the toddler. …Only for Fearless to completely ignore him and run straight into Magneto’s legs. Hugging them tightly. Fearless: “PA!” Magneto is stiff as the toddler shakes and clutches him. Everyone in the room: “…” Perceptor: “…Perhaps it changed a bit more than just age…” Whirl: “You think!?”

The ray gun had indeed changed much more than Fearless’s age, but also their memories.

The child would not remember any of the bots or their adventures out in space.

Even their trademark ‘fearless’ personality had changed.

No more was the daring liaison of the Lost Light.

Instead, was a toddler that seemed to be afraid of their own shadow.

While they were in fact very cute, the bots did not like this at all.

Fearless did not want anything to do with them.

They would either stare at them in utter fear, hide, or worse start screaming and crying.

Not even their holoforms offered any sort of comfort.

Rodimus is on his knees trying to get Fearless to warm up to him. Rodimus: “Hey there buddy, how’s it going?” The toddler just stares at him in fear. Not the reaction he was going for. Rodimus: “Hey do you want to play a game? We can play any game you want—and their leaving…” Rodimus sighs tiredly as the toddler runs back inside. Later… Whirl is in his holoform in front of Fearless. Whirl: “C’mon Fearless, I know a bit of the old you is still in there.” Fearless: “That’s not my name!” Whirl: “It is!” Fearless just runs hearing the slight raise in tone. Cyclonus and Tailgate appear beside him. Tailgate: “They’ll come around eventually.” Cyclonus: “Even if they have no recollection of any one.” Tailgate: “Cyclonus! Not helping!” Even later… Megatron is crouching to Fearless’s level. The toddler clutching a blanket for dear life. Megatron: “Please dear, its me. Don’t you remember me?” Fearless whimpers a bit as Megatron attempted to pat their head. Megatron retracted his hand. Those eyes… The same eyes that had once looked at him with such love and joy. The same eyes now sharing the haunted look most humans gave him before terminating them. Megatron stands up. Megatron: “My apologize Fearless—” Fearless: “Who Fearless? Everyone one keeps calling me that! That’s not my name!”

Megatron hated this.

It was almost like mourning for someone, but they were still there.

Still there but not the same.

More bad news came up once the science team had to explain that the effects of the ray gun would wear off, but there was no telling when it would.

The team still promised to try and find an alternative cure, but at this rate, there wasn’t much anyone could do.

Toddler Fearless did start warming up to the X men but still stayed far away from the bots as possible.

Rouge is looking through the fridge with Fearless close by. Fearless: “Oatmeal?” Rouge: “In a minute suga.” Gambit peaks at the fridge too. Gambit: “We need groceries.” Magneto: “Alright then, lets make a list. What do we need?” Logan walking passing by: “I’d say milk but we need you here this time.” The poor toddler is so confused when everyone starts laughing while their dad facepalms.

The bots were not the only ones facing hardships.

Magneto was facing horrible realizations and unwanted memories and ‘what if’ scenarios.

Not only was the mutant just as surprised as everyone else when Fearless hugged him, but the child rarely ever left his side.

A stark contrast with normal Fearless who would (and has) jumped out of windows just to avoid him.

The toddler looked at him as if he hung the stars and moon in the sky.

How did he miss these looks of joy and happiness when he still had them?

Was Magneto that stuck in his own head to not realize what he had in front of him?

Did he truly care that they were not a mutant enough to ignore this sweet child?

Magneto is sitting down nursing a cup of coffee. The familiar pitter patter of feet reaches his ear. Fearless is holding a juice box in both their hands. They tilt their head in confusion. Fearless: “Pa?” They skip to the seat next to him and struggle to get on it. Magneto helped them sit properly. How did he miss how small they were? Fearless copies Magneto’s hands and ‘nurse’ their juice box. Magneto: “My little Lionheart, I have a question for you.” The toddler perked up. Fearless: “Yeah?” Magneto is struggling to word the question. Magneto: “I… We need…What I am trying to say is…” Fearless looks even more confused. Magneto sighs. Magneto: “I’ll explain later.” Fearless nods before taking a quick sip from their juice box. Fearless: “Pa, when will my powers come in?” Magneto: “I… I am not sure.” Fearless: “Oh… well when are we going to the fair? You said we can go.” Magneto nearly chokes on his coffee. That little question just confirmed to him when and what age Fearless was…