#tfa bebop

Alpha Trion groaned under his breath as he cleaned the floor of Fortress Maximus with a mop while Ironhide followed his every move, he couldn't believe how far he had fallen from grace after he was once a respected member of the council and for what he is doing his duty as autobot to get rid a threatened in their walls.

Alpha Trion believed he did everything right, so for Ultra Magnus to throw him under the bus was another line of insults to injury that, at this point, he should have expected by now, and perhaps he should have expected this in the past as well.

Alpha Trion moved over to clean a corner when he spotted Sentinel and Jazz entering the council hall with Cliffjumper in front.

Alpha Trion had been in these halls for many millennia, so he immediately recognized that a meeting was about to take place with Ultra Magnus and the council. It was yet another meeting without his presence on the council, which he refused to accept. He did not care whether he held a seat on the council or not; his objective was to uncover what transpired in the meeting. As the oldest Autobot, he was determined to gather every piece of information available to him.

So when Ironhide looked away for a moment, Alpha Trion quietly shifted to press his helm against the doors of the council hall to hear what was going on inside. Surprisingly, he could hear the voice of Ultra Magnus very clearly.

“After much consideration and debate the council has decided to give the criminal Wasp a retrial and a proper investigation “ spoked Ultra Magnus presumably towards Sentinel and Jazz. “so I require both of you to visit Earth to handle the suspect and to return him here“

Alpha Trion’s audits popped up at the mention of retrial; however, he also overheard Sentinel arguing to stay on Cybertron to keep leading the Aerialbots since it is his new “responsibility” and something about Blurr needing to stay in the infirmary; but the old mech could care less about what Sentinel has to say.

It was this retrial Alpha Trion was concerned about the most as he recalled the last time a criminal was retried in these halls. A great tragedy had occurred on Cybertron when that criminal was declared innocent, and he was determined not to let that happen again. Whether Wasp was innocent or not was irrelevant to the old mech; his primary concern was ensuring that history did not repeat itself. That was all that mattered to him at this point.

Before Alpha Trion could gather more information, his parole officer caught him in the act with a loud, mocking laugh.

“Hey what do you think you're doing JanitorTrion “ called out Ironhide mockingly clearly enjoying having this level of power over a former council member

Alpha Trion didn't let the insulting nickname get to him since he knew by now how immature Ironhide was: always making fun of others along with being interested in other drama. Perhaps he could use this orange mech immaturity to his advantage.

“What, you aren't curious about the retrial on Wasp that they are apparently planning?” questioned Alpha Trion, appealing to Ironhide’s love of drama.

Alpha Trion expects the immature orange mech to immediately pull out a bag of popcorn and listen in on the meeting, but to his surprise, Ironhide stares at Alpha Trion with widened happy optics.

“Wait, really? That's amazing! “ squealed Ironhide “My Little Buddy going to be free”

Alpha Trion narrows his optics in interest when Ironhide calls Wasp “his little buddy”. He has no idea they were friends since he didn't see Ironhide anywhere during Wasp's first trial when he was still in the Council; perhaps he could use this somehow.

“You two are friends; that's strange. As far as I could tell, you were nowhere present during his first trial,” pointed out Alpha Trion, narrowing his optics more. “Care to explain that?”

This stunned Ironhide into silence for the first time in his life as the orange mech’s optics from pride to guilt as he struggled to speak.

“We-well, I thought back then, you know he was using me to get information when it was revealed that he was a spy, so I was.. a bit glad that he got arrested, “ stuttered Ironhide with sharky sevros. “But hey now things are different now and we can be friends again”

Alpha Trion couldn't believe the foolishness that was coming out of Ironhide's mouth that he would genuinely believe that Wasp would like him despite not coming to his defense.

“Do you genuinely believe Wasp wants to still be your friend when you never even bother to come to his defense when need you the most “ questioned Alpha Trion “If anything he probably wanted murderous vengeance for your inaction “

This struck a core with Ironhide as he never considered how Wasp felt about getting arrested, and fearful thoughts began to fill his hard drive: what if Alpha Trion was right? What if Wasp wanted to murder him for being a terrible friend? He wanted to have fate in Wasp, but the more Alpha Trion's talk, the more the old mech made sense.

But wait, why should Ironhide listen to Alpha Trion? Didn't he attempt to murder Jetfire and Jetstorm? That was the whole reason he was on parole in the first place, right?

“We-well, why should I listen to you? You tried to kill two mechs for no reason” pointed out Ironhide trying to gain control over the situation.

Ironhide's words didn't seem to affect Alpha Trion at all as the old mech face remained stoic and unmoving with optics following Ironhide’s faceplates for any weakness.

“I was simply following orders that aligned with my beliefs. Wasp, on the other hand, doesn't follow orders so therefore, he’s much more unpredictable and unstable, “ simply spoked Alpha Trion with his arms behind his back. “As soon as he declared innocent, his first target will be you”

“Wait orders, what's orders” questioned Ironhide with viable sweat coming down from his helm. “and how are you so sure that he isn't going to move on after he’s out “

Alpha Trion gazed steadily at Ironhide, his ancient optics shimmering with determination. The seasoned mech was chipping away at Ironhide’s willpower, seeking any crack to exploit

“Why do you think the council, especially Ultra Magnus, chooses to put me on parole instead of a cell?” asked Alpha Trion, walking around Ironhide slowly. “Surely you're smart enough to connect the dots”

Ironhide gurgled as he realized the implications of Alpha Trion's words: Ultra Magnus and the council had ordered Alpha Trion to kill the twins. He didn’t know why they would this but the horrifying thought of the council having the power to murder someone on their side without anybody knowing made him sick to the stomach.

“What- why would they- i-by the all spark Sentinel needed to know “ gulped Ironhide’s faceplate filled with terror.

“Do you really believe he would believe you after everything you have done to him? “ questioned Alpha Trion “Do you think he will believe the one who constantly mocks him for his ambitions”

Ironhide wanted to argue back at the old mech but he was too horrified to utter another word since he knew that Alpha Trion was right: Sentinel wouldn't believe him even if he tried to tell the prime.

“And speaking of Wasp, one simply doesn't get over a friend’s incompetence so easily, you can never be truly safe unless he's behind bars “ continued Alpha Trion “If you want to stay safe, you’ll do as I say after all who else wanted to protect one who put others down?“

Ironhide wanted to come up with a comeback to Alpha Trion’s words, but the more he thought about it, the more he realized he had no one by his side to protect him if things went sour with Wasp. Not even Team Athena, of which he was a part, really liked him; they only tolerated him as a co-worker. He also wondered how he could trust the council after everything he had heard about them.

“you’re right i-I have nobody “ choked Ironhide is defeated

Alpha Trion succeeded in breaking Ironhide's hard drive and willpower, as he was a mech with nowhere to go, nobody to turn to, and desperate for any protection.

“Exactly, now tell me more about you, little buddy,” smirked Alpha Trion, placing a servo on his shoulder.

Before Ironhide could say anything, the doors of the council hall opened. Alpha Trion quickly pulled away from Ironhide and returned to his sulking, pretending nothing had happened. Meanwhile, Sentinel, wearing an annoyed expression, and a weary Jazz entered the hallway.

As always, Sentinel was suspicious of Alpha Trion while mopping so near the council hall, so he approached the old mech with crossed arms.

“ don't think I don't have my optic on you just because I'm about to leave, got that?” huffed Sentinel, narrowing his optics at the old mech.

“I’m simply doing my duty, Isn't that right, Ironhide? “ simply stated Alpha Trion, shifting his optics over to mortified Ironhide, who immediately twitched at the sight of Alpha Trion staring at him.

“I-yes, he’s just you know ..mopping.. “ stuttered Ironhide, not knowing what to do in this situation. Despite him being the officer, he was the one who felt like a prisoner.

Sentinel shifted his optics between Alpha Trion and Ironhide with suspicion, muttering, “I’m watching you” toward the old mech before leaving the hallway with Jazz.

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Sentinel couldn't believe the audacity of Ultra Magnus in the meeting: for Magnus to order that they bring Blurr to Earth with them as “backup just in case project safeguard can't handle the task”

Was he dumb as a scrap heap? It was clear to everyone optics that Blurr was still healing from surgery, sure the Mangus suggested that Blurr stay inside of Steelhaven with a medic on site until he's fully healed but still you think everything after that Jetfire and Jetstorm has accomplished that Ultra Magnus would finally trust them like any old Autobot.

However, Ultra Magnus apparently does not trust them enough, which infuriated Sentinel more than anything else in the world since he had witnessed firsthand how capable the twins are; thus, this was an insult to injury.

Sentinel would deal with Ultra Magnus later; for now, he needed to inform the Aerialbots that he was leaving Cybertron. He needed to chose a representative to keep an optic on things while he was gone, so he gathered the Aerialbots at the landing deck to share the news. Meanwhile, Jazz, Jetfire, Jetstorm, and Bebop helped Blurr onto Steelhaven. During this time, Punkrock told his brother to stay safe before heading back to join the rest of the Aerialbots.

“Aerial bots, me and the Elite Guard are heading to earth, so Sliverbolt will be in charge while I'm away,” announced Sentinel over the watching Aerial bots as he pointed over to Sliverbolt. “And make sure you all keep a close optic on Alpha Trion, ok”

Silverbolt's optics widened in surprise when he learned he had been put in charge of the Aerialbots. However, he couldn't help but feel honored to hold that title. As the Prime entered Steelhaven, he and the rest of the Aerialbots saluted.

Once the ship departed from the landing deck, the Aerialbots returned to their usual duties, except for Punkrock. He walked over to the outdoor balcony of the landing deck to gaze up at the night skies of Iacon. This caught the attention of First Rate, who went over to check on him.

“Worry about your brother?” asked First Rate putting her sevro on his shoulder.

Punkrock stays silent for a short while as he fidgets with his servos on anxiousness, which seems to be growing worse over time.

“We have never been this far away from each other; what if it doesn't come back, and I lose him for good? “ muttered Punkrock, who began inhaling sharp.

First Rate could tell that he was about to have a panic attack, so she gently pulled him into a gentle side hug to calm him down.

“Hey, Take a deep breath; remember he is with the Elite Guard; he’s going to be safe, I promise,” softly spoke First Rate breathing deeply. “And when he comes back he will be by your side as always”

Punkrock followed First Rate's example and began to breathe deeply, which immediately calmed him down.

“I know. I just hope this Earth treats him nicely. I don't like it that my others hurt my family,” breathed out Punkrock, crossing his arms.

This talk of family reminds the First Rate of her family, who was far more strict when it came to her well-being.

“You know I wish I had a brother like you, but I only really have my sire, and well, it can be a bit too much sometimes; he’s never let me do anything like this,” chuckled First Rate. “That's why it took me longer than the why of you to graduate because he kept delaying it until he was sure that it was safe”.

Punkrock couldn't believe this. He always assumed that First Rate took so long because she was struggling with classes, but apparently, her father was Holding her back the whole time, which he didn't find fair at all.

“Well, that's not fair; you deserve to be free like everyone else's,” Blunty spoke Punkrock. “You know what the next time they decide to go to earth, you should come with them I think you’ll like it “

First Rate smiled at the idea of leaving Cybertron; she had always wanted to see what lay beyond this planet, and it filled her with a sense of adventure. However, before she could share her thoughts with Punkrock, she suddenly spotted something suspicious on the streets of Iacon below the balcony. With her sharp optics concealed behind her shades, she noticed Alpha Trion following a tormented-looking Ironhide as they headed toward the boot camp.

First Rate trained long enough in intel to know that a nervous guard is never a good sign plus why were they heading to boot camp in the first place, these raised too many red flags in her hard drive for this to be a normal clean-up and considering Sentinel says to keep a close optic on Alpha Trion, she has every right to be suspicious and this would be the perfect chance to prove herself.

“ Hold on a second Is Alpha Trion supposed to be outside “ questioned First Rate pointing at the duo as she climbed onto the top of the balcony already getting ready to transform and fly after them to spy on the two Autobots.

Punkrock narrowed his optics at Alpha Trion and Ironhide, who seemed too small from up here, yet even he could see that they were the doors of the boot camp. He may not be an intelligence officer, but even he knew this was suspicious as scrap.

“Wait a minute, yeah, isn't he supposed to stay mostly inside of Fortress Maximus? “ asked Punkrock, putting his sevros under his chin.

First Rate's eyes widened as she watched Ironhide and Alpha Trion enter the boot camp by climbing over a nearby fence. This was the final straw for her; she knew she had to go after them.

“I don't like this at all; we need to go after them,” uttered First Rate, jumping off the balcony and transforming into her seeker mode.

“First Rate, wait!” shouted Punkrock, wanting to think things through before jumping into action.

However, it was too late. First Rate was already flying towards the boot camp, so with a heavy sigh, Punkrock jumped off the balcony to follow behind her.

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Inside one of the bunkers of the boot camp, Ironhide was running on pure adrenaline as he slowly removed a tile from underneath Wasp's berth while Alpha Trion watched him with a menacing look.

The orange mech couldn't think straight at all, his hard drive was broken in a hurricane of paranoia and desperation that he couldn't escape from. It was pure fear in its worst form.

Underneath the removal tile was a pile of tiny bits of enegon, but instead of the glowing blue that enegon is known for, this enegon glowed a bright red.

Alpha Trion recognized this type of enegon that he knew was extremely illegal on Iacon due to its ability to make Cybertronians faster, stronger, and tougher yet anyone who consumed it was known for highly dangerous behavior and for having a lower chance of surviving long compared to others due being highly addictive and too much would destroy the body piece by piece.

If an investigation team finds this here, it would mean Wasp could be in big trouble. Sure, this may be in the past, but if the red energon was still forming through his system, this could affect the outcome of the retrial.

“This shall do perfectly Ironhide, now put the tile back but make sure it is visible for others to see, this is the only way to guarantee your safety “ ordered Alpha picking up one a bit of the red energon and putting the enegon inside of his glove compartment as backup plan “ and I won't tell a spark about your involvement with this enegon”

Ironhide followed Alpha Trion’s orders and immediately placed the tile back where it was but in a way that the enegon was visible.

“Now let-” Alpha Trion cut himself off when he heard an unfamiliar tiny gurgle echoing across the banker he quickly turn his helm around where for a brief moment he saw tiny wings poking out of the edge-open bunker’s doors.

Alpha Trion immediately knew that It was the Aerialbots, and if they told anybody about this, then It would be game over; Alpha Trion turned his helm back over to Ironhide, who was so startled by the noise that he began shooting things around him with his blaster while screaming “what was that?”

This was perfect; he could use this to his advantage to “take care” of the Aerialbots without lifting a servo.

“Why don't you find out? You’re a guard, aren't you? “ suggested Alpha Trion.

Ironhide gulped and reluctantly went outside to check on the noise with Alpha Trion following behind him slowly.

The boot camp was one of the few areas on Cybertron that lacked lighting. Aside from the illumination from his headlights, Ironhide could see nothing at all. So, when he heard a sudden swoosh, he instinctively opened fire. He hit something that crashed to the ground, and he and Alpha Trion cautiously approached the fallen object. To Ironhide's complete horror, he discovered that he had shot down First Rate and Punkrock, who were both groaning in pain as they looked up at him in shock. He couldn't believe what he had just done.

“No, I- I didn't know- I didn't mean to shoot- I-” stuttered Ironhide, backing away from the horrific site as he fell on his back, covering his faceplate with his servos.

While Ironhide panicked, Alpha Trion tried to convince him to handcuff the two. However, Ironhide was too stunned to do anything except rock back and forth while inhaling heavily in panic.

“I have to do anything myself don't I” sighed Alpha Trion stealing the handcuffs from Ironhide’s backside compartment and approaching the two injured Aerial Bot

Alpha Trion attempted to cuff Punkrock, but First Rate quickly stepped in front of him to shield him. She delivered a weak punch to Alpha Trion's faceplate before collapsing onto the ground due to her injury in her lower abdomen.

“Don't you dare touch them “ shouted First Rate protectively shielding Punkrock despite her injury

Alpha Trion easily brushed off the punch and kicked First Rate down, handcuffing her and Punkrock together by the arm. He then dragged them inside one of the bunkers while they struggled to free themselves. Ironhide reluctantly followed behind the three of them only out of pure fear of what was going to happen if he didn’t.

“Let you go! Our unit is going to find us!” shouted First Rate constantly moving in an attempt to free both herself and Punkrock.

Alpha Trion seems to scoff at that comment as he approaches a seemingly normal wall until he presses the tiles of the wall in a specific upward order; left, right, right, left, right, left, and right.

This causes the wall to split open, revealing a secret elevator that seems to be ancient, perhaps older than the bunker itself.

"They can't find what lies below,” coldly spoked Alpha Trion, tossing the two into the elevator and sending it down before shutting the split-open wall tight by pressing the tiles in the same order.

Punkrock inhaled sharply as the elevator descended rapidly. First Rate noticed this and immediately felt a surge of guilt, blaming herself for the situation. They wouldn't be in this predicament if she hadn't taken off without a plan or at least informed the other Aerialbots.

“P-punk rock, I'm sorry, this is all my fault; we should have never come here in the first place, “ cried First Rate leaning her helm on his shoulder to calm him, considering she couldn't hug him in her current position. “I just wanted to prove myself but I ended up putting you in danger, I will get us out of here and everything is going to be ok ”

Punkrock was still inhaling heavily, yet First Rate’s presence made him feel better as he took a deep breath and leaned his helm against her helm softly.

“if- if it makes you feel better, I appreciate you for trying to protect me even if..we might not ever get out of here, “ sighed Punkrock.

“Don't say that; we’ll get out of here…there has to be a way. There is always a way, “ replayed First Rate, trying to stay hopeful, but she was panicking too as the elevator kept moving faster every minute.

Snippet 1: Time Skip

Two years have passed since Sentinel's speech and Cybertron has changed a lot since the introduction of the Aerialbots unit. On the now wide streets of Iacon with now towering buildings there were seekers in the skies helping grounded bots, grounded bots dating seekers, and vice versa. Many see this as a new golden age of Cybertron, with neutral bots now joining the Autobot due to change with dreams of soaring to great highs, while others look on in disgust with vile hopes that this will all be crushed and burned into ashes soon.

Alpha Trion was one of these others who wished to see the downfall of the aerialbots and despised Sentinel’s assisting that Alpha Trion should stay in the garbage chute or at least be thrown in a cell for nearly endangering the twins: Ultra Magnus and the council seemly wanting to get on Sentinel's nerves let the old mech off scout free with Ironhide as his parole officer.

Sentinel couldn't believe the audacity of Ultra Magnus and the council to let an attempted murder still wander on the grounds of the Fortress Maximus with the worst part being that the only one who voted against the parole was Wheeljack.

Sentinel swore to the all spark if he were Mangus he would make sure Jetfire and Jetstorm get the justice they deserve by throwing the old mech into the deepest part of Knon where he belongs.

Speaking of Sentinel Prime: he was inside his quarters sitting in front of a mirror with his servos on a table seemingly preparing for something as he put ornamental orange epaulets on his shoulders and an orange military beret on his helm.

A minute later he picked up an Autobot badge that was the shape of a phoenix on the table that he quickly tucked away in his glove compartment.

On this table, there were many framed photos, one of these framed photos was Jetstorm's “us” drawing, and the rest were regular photos of himself with the twins hanging out in various places, although there were a few that had him with Jazz and Blurr or with the Aerial bots.

Sentinel, for a moment, just stared at the photos with a soft smile across their faceplate before getting up to leave his quarters.

Outside of his quarters, Sentinel encountered Jefire and Jetstorm, who were wearing the same outfit as him, but in white instead of orange. The twins appeared to be arguing about something, but they fell silent as soon as they noticed Sentinel. Jetstorm quickly hid what looked like a drawing in his glove compartment before the Prime could see it.

It’s obvious from their faceplates that the twins have matured over the past two years. They are no longer the small students they once were; now, they have both grown taller than Sentinel himself. They are currently mentoring the Aerial bots alongside Sentinel, with Jetfire serving as the combat instructor and Jetstorm as the defense instructor.

“Are you two ready?” asked Sentinel, putting his arms around Jetfire and Jetstorm’s shoulders affectionately.

In the past, Sentinel would probably never do this towards the twins, especially in the middle of a hallway where others could see him be openly affectionate, but things have changed, and he has changed a lot, whether he realized this or not.

However, there was still one part of him that stayed the same: thinking about Elita One. He was still not over losing her since her memory still haunts his hard drive every day, and he wondered if she was still around today and if she would be proud of him.

“As we ever be” smiled Jetstorm with a deeper voice as he crossed his arms proudly

“Let's get this party started!“ added Jefire, pumping his fists in the air in excitement.

“Hey remember you two the party takes place after the graduation not before “lightly teased Sentinel “Now let's get this show on the road”

The three walked down the hallway towards the training grounds; however, during the walk, Sentinel spotted Alpha Trion in the corner, mopping the floor with Ironhide supervising him.

Sentinel gave the old mech a death glare with Alpha Trion staring back at Prime with the same burning hatred in his optics.

“I am watching you” muttered Sentinel over to Alpha Trion before exiting toward the training grounds with Jetfire and Jetstorm by his side.

The Training Grounds, just like the rest of Cybertron, had changed too; there were now many new training courses, with the most notable ones being one for air combat and the one for defense. At the very edge of the training ground, there was a temporary stage with an aisle of chairs in front of it that was filled with taking Cybertronians that Sentinel recognized including Jazz and Blurr who were sitting up at the front

Sentinel and the twins got on the stage, gesturing for the crowd to lower their voices, which they followed.

“Aerialbots, Elite Guards and others", announced Sentinel Prime over a podium. "Today we are all here today to witness a bot going from a trainee to soaring into the ranks as an intelligence officer, “

Jazz watched Sentinel continue his speech with a spark of pride, but there was an underline of regret: he couldn't believe he, at one point, wanted to get rid of Project Vedette and Project Safeguard when they did so much good for Cybertron. Sure, everything was fine now, but Jazz couldn't help but still feel selfish for his actions, and he still wanted to make up for everything.

While drowning in his regret, Jazz didn't notice that Blurr was looking sick a bit the minute as the blue speeder clutched his chestplate

“ And with that In mind: First Rate come up here and collect your badge “ announced Sentinel

The crowd clapped as First Rate got up from her seat with the loudest cheers coming from a pair of twins named Bebop and Punkrock.

“Punkrock look at her, she's killing it like a superstar” Squealed Bebop barely able to stay still in his seat.

“I- I just hope nothing goes wrong, Bebop,” replied Punkrock in anxiousness, fidgeting his servos together. “She's our friend, and I don't want her big day to be ruined.”

“hey, she got this, and you know it,” comforted Bebop, playfully punching his brother's arm.

“Y-yeah, she got this,” uttered Punkrock nervously, watching First Rate approach the stage

First Rate got on top of the stage and approached Sentinel Prime with a stoic look across her faceplate although there was a clear underline of nervousness as she watched Sentinel pull out the badge from his glove compartment and attach it to her chestplate.

“Welcome to Aerialbots First Rate and remember to soar to great heights” spoked Sentinel saluting First Rate.

“Thank you, sir. I promise I’ll do well,” saluted First Rate.

Soon everyone got up from their seats to salute First Rate however Blurr got up too fast and to everybody's horror the blue speeder began throwing up blood on the ground causing many to scream in terror.

“Blurr! “ shouted Jazz, Sentinel, Jetfire, and Jetstorm at the same time while Blurr with his body twitching all place suddenly fainted

Jazz quickly caught Blurr before his body could hit the ground while Sentinel, Jetfire, and Jetstorm jumped off the stage ordering everyone to clear out of the way for the medics which happened to be Punkrock and Bebop who quickly went to work to stabilize Blurr’s condition while Jazz gently places him in the ground so the medics could properly do their work.

“How is he?” asked Sentinel kneeling next to Blurr with Jefire and Jetstorm as they watched the medics at work

“Online but unconscious and highly unstable “ sighed Punkrock scanning Blurr’s spark with a scanner while Jazz held his still twitching body down and Bebop cleaned off the blood from his mouth

“his inners are collapsing within themselves, he needs to be taken to an infirmary for surgery immediately otherwise he’ll be offline soon “ continued Punkrock picking up Blurr with Bebop

Sentinel's hard drive Immediately flash to Elita One’s horrified face when she fell to her doom: he failed to save one Autobot; he wasn't going to fail to save another one, not this time.

“Then let him out of here; Aerial bots open every door towards the infirmary and clear out the area for any passerby,” ordered Sentinel.

The aerial bots quickly obeyed Sentinel’s commands, opening every door inside Fortress Maximus as Bebop and Punkrock passed by, carrying Blurr. Sentinel and the rest of The Elite Guard followed behind until First Rate reached the infirmary’s doors to open them up for Blurr. Once inside, the twin medics signaled for First Rate to close the doors behind them.

The only thing that Sentinel, Jazz, Jetfire, and Jetstorm could do now was to stand outside of the infirmary anxiously and wait for any results.

“So, what do you think is going on with him“ asked Jazz, leaning against the wall with crossed arms.

“Scrap, if I know, it's probably from him being, you know, brings turn into…a huh cube, “ replied Sentinel, sitting down on the floor and pressing his wings against the wall.

Jazz raised his non-existent eyebrow at Sentinel: it didn't matter how many times the prime told him about the whole cude accident it was still weird to hear each time.

“You know you are saying that every time doesn't make it less weird, “ sadly chuckled Jazz a bit. “I mean, I can't even imagine an Autobot in the shape of a cube.”

Sentinel Prime sighed a bit, sitting down next to Jazz, leaning his helm against the wall, and the Jettwins sat down right beside them.

As time passed by each minute Sentinel’s spark raced as this reminded him of his nightmare of Elita falling to her death and him unable to do anything about it. He tried his best to remain tough however his optics told a different story: one of pure fear.

“Trust me, I know, “ breathed Sentinel heavily. “But that's what happened and who knows if..if he going to survive “

Jazz noticed the fear in Sentinel's optics and put a comforting servo on his shoulder to calm him down while Jetfire and Jetstorm watched while whispering to each other seemingly arguing about their previous conversation.

“We’ll get through this. I promise, SP,” sighed Jazz, wrapping his arm around Sentinel's shoulder.

Sentinel didn't say anything; he just sighed again before resting his helm against Jazz's shoulder which caught Jazz a bit off guard with a tiny blush across his faceplate; however, he let it play out even though he felt like he didn't deserve it.

Jetfire and Jetstorm, on the other hand, were still arguing with each other in whispers so Jazz or Sentinel wouldn't hear them. “You know you eventually have to show him what you made; he’s going to love it,” whispered Jetfire over to Jetstorm.

“You don't know that, and he might not even want to be..well, you know… it's going be embarrassing “ groaned Jetstorm rolling his optics.

“or it could be awesome, just like that last drawing you made him,” encouraged Jetfire.

“Well, that last drawing didn't exactly have me directly call him our sire, “groaned Jetstorm defensively. “Look, I just can't show him this, at least not now.. “

“Well you can show him when you're ready“ replied Jetfire patting his brother's shoulder to encourage and comfort him

“Yeah..when I'm ready, “ sighted Jetstorm, placing his servo gently on his glove compartment.

After what felt like a million cycles had passed despite it only being two hours, Punkrock and Bebop finally exited the infirmary with First Rate moving out of the way to make room for them.

However, the medic twins have downcast looks on their faceplates when they leave the Infirmary, with Punkrock seemingly holding back tears. Sentinel, Jazz, Jetfire, and Jetstorm didn't like the look of this at all as they quickly got up on their feet to check on what exactly was going on.

“He’s online and conscious .. however, there's an unfortunate side effect due to the many surgeries we have to perform on him “ announced Punkrock holding a datapad with shaky servos while Bebop tried to comfort him by giving a shoulder pat

“What is this unfortunate side effect?” asked Sentinel almost hesitantly as his optics widened

Punkrock gulped for a bit seemingly unable to answer for a bit as his servos became more sharky however his brother told him to take his time which immediately calmed him down a bit as he managed to speak again.

“Blurr has lost his speed “ finally coked out Punkrock “and so far we haven't found a way to bring it back “

Sentinel, Jazz Jetfire, and Jetstorm, along with First Rate, all look on in absolute horror at the news: this was the first time in history an Autobot lost their ability without going offline first. This was devastating; Autobot and even Decepticon society were mostly built around certain abilities that a bot was forged with from the moment they first came online as sparkling. How could a bot without an ability live in a universe that was built upon certain abilities?

“C-can we see him? “ asked Jazz with guilt in his spark to what to Blurr.

Sure it wasn't his fault yet Jazz couldn't help but for like that it should have been him in that Infirmary, not Blurr after all he was the one who used to have a somewhat negative opinion of flying Autobots and did nothing at all until the last second Unlike Blurr who was nothing other than helpful towards Sentinel despise the prime’s winged form.

“Of course “ sighed Punkrock ushering the four mechs inside the Infirmary towards one of the urgent care rooms

Once inside the urgent care rooms, they spotted Blurr sitting backside on a bed, kicking his legs, seemingly trying to get himself to run fast; however, his movements were unsettlingly slow as a snail.

“Come on.. come on..work” muttered Blurr to himself with his voice choking in desperation trying to go faster however each result was the same

“Blurr, hey man are you ok ?” muttered Jazz, catching the Blue Speeder’s attention immediately.

Blurr turned around over to the four elite guard members behind him, revealing his angry yet saddened faceplate, which now had an eyepatch across it covering one of his servos, and his lower chest plate was wrapped in elastic bandages.

“I-I can't believe he took this from me; it was one thing faking being my friend. It was one thing crushing me to death when I thought I could trust him, but this is another thing... He took away my identity..” stuttered Blurr, still mostly talking to himself as his voice constantly shifted between a vengeful rage and lullaby of sallow. “How can I even call myself Blurr if I can't even do that one thing that I was named for”

This strikes a core with Sentinel. After all, his name meant protection on Cybertron, and yet he failed to do the one thing that he was named after, which was to protect his allies from danger, especially Elita One.

“ huh Y- you know Blurr I know a certain mech who held a name that doesn't exactly fit him either and sometimes he wonders why he was given this name “ stuttered Sentinel sitting next to Blurr

Sentinel wasn't exactly that good at comforting other mechs at least with words that were always an Elita thing so he immediately thought of what she would say and what she would do along with using his experience with his issues with his own name.

“but then well..he sorta looks around to see his…allies that he.. made and saw that.. huh.. maybe there more to life than you know just the name that you were given “ gurgled Sentinel clearly having idea zero what he doing but is at least he trying.

To Sentinel's complete surprise, his words seemed to hit a core with Blurr as the blue speeder warped his arms the prime in a tearful hug, although the rage was still there.

For a moment, Sentinel was completely out of the loop at what to do, staring up at Jazz for advice with the white mech simply telling him to hug Blurr back, which he followed, although it was a bit uneasy at first since he was being careful not to touch any of the bandages on him.

“I really need to hear that, you know, since honestly, aside from wanting to punch..you know who in the faceplate. I don't really know what else to do now “ sobbed Blurr

Jazz and Sentinel immediately knew that Blurr was talking about Shockwave; neither of them really blamed Blurr for wanting to beat up Shockwave for doing this to him; however, at the same, had just woke up from surgery, and there was no way he had the the the strength to walk.

“Wait you’re seriously not going to confront Shockwave scolded Sentinel pulling away from Blurr almost shocked ‘you just woke up from surgery”

“Yeah, I'm with SP on this one, man; you need to rest, “ added Jazz, crossing his arms.

“Look, guys, I get it, but I don't think I can ever rest without him knowing how much he hurt me since, as much I hate to admit it, there is a part of me that sees him as a friend, “ explained Blurr. “And I want to cut off that part for good, I promise It will be quick just.. please let me talk to him at least for a minute and then I’ll rest”

Sentinel and Jaz started at each both having a feeling that this was going to end poorly since nothing good came from an injured Blurr talking to Shockwave however Jazz wanted to give Blurr a sense of closure.

“huh about this you rest today and talk to..well you who to tomorrow, deal?” gulped Jazz.

Sentinel couldn't believe the words coming out of Jazz's faceplate. There was no way in the all spark that Blurr could be fully healed tomorrow. He may not be a medic but even his optics could tell that it is going to take a while for Blurr to recover.

“Why are you encouraging him” whispered Sentinel almost in a snarl as he got up from the bed and walked over to the white mech

“He’s needed closure, SP, and I don't think he is going to stop until he gets it,” whispered Jazz. “Just look at his optics and tell me if that is a mech that is going to rest without getting what he wants”.

Sentinel looked over at Blurr's optics which were filled with sadness and yet undying determination that was more powerful than a speeding locomotive. Damn it, he hates it when Jazz is right.

“Ugh, I hate it when you're right,” groaned Sentinel, rolling his optics, “But we are only doing this with the medic's permission; I don't want another bleeding Autobot on my servos.”

“Yeah I don't want that either Sp” sighed Jazz “None of us do”

Jazz took a minute to breathe before asking Bebop and Punkrock if Blurr could go out tomorrow at least for a little while since giving Blurr that closure that he needed was the least Jazz felt he could do to make things better even if he could never make himself felt better.

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Shockwave sat down in his cell looking down at the amulet that Blurr gave him. Despite everything that had happened, he couldn't bring himself to throw it away, even hiding it when a guard came to check on him. It was strange he let the guards take away all his weapons without any fuse but this one amulet was the thing he chose to defend.

This wasn't typical Decepticon behavior and he knew it since usually, large weapons, collecting information for their cause, and having the largest body count hold vulnerable than anything sentimental at least according to Lord Megatron yet now Shockwave is beginning to question everything that he learned considering he seen how effective the Autobots are when they don't backstab each other constantly and keep their alliances despise that ally logically no longer being useful however this somehow always work in the Autobot favor and want to know why.

“Let me guess, still looking at that amulet that your Autobot boyfriend gave to you,” mocked Starscream in the cell next to him.

Shockwave groaned and rolled his single optic at Starscream’s annoying comment; he couldn't believe he was stuck next to the traitorous Decepticon that never knew how to keep his glossa shut. This was another thing Shockwave began to question: Why did Megatron keep this nuance around despite Starscream clearly having intentions to betray Megatron?

The Lord chose to ignore all the warnings that Shockwave gave him in favor of letting Starscream go with him into Autobot territory and look how that ended: for a while Megatron was presumed dead for years until he somehow managed to contact the rest of the Decepticon confirming that he was alive, sure it was relief but Shockwave was sure if Starscream never came with Megatron this would of never happen in this first place.

“I believe in Autobots culture; this would be called a symbol of what they call .. “friendship”.. It has little to do with romance, but you wouldn't know that condensing your history with your allies, “shot back Shockwave coldly.

Starscream laughed mocky at Shockwave’s words, for all this talk of “friendship” is making him sound like an Autobot, not the cold calculating Decepticoncon that he once knew.

“Friendship, wow, you really have gone soft on us; we both know there is no worth in sentimentality,” chuckled Starscream mocky. “It illogical”

Usually, Shockwave’s logical mind would agree with Starscream on this despite his negative opinion of him. However, he saw firsthand from the Autobot how effective sentimental relationships are, and perhaps there was some logic behind it that he was going to try to figure out.

“Then How come the Autobots keep winning every time against us even before Omega supreme? Questioned Shockwave. “How come they are way more effective despite all having different mindsets?”

Starscream tried to answer Shockwave’s question but he was cut off immediately by the one optic con ramblings.

“They have something that we don't..they call it a “community “ it is what I can only describe as a machine that has different gears that can work perfectly by itself yet choose to benefit the another without almost no gain and this causes the machine to somehow get stronger in the progress “ sighed Shockwave trying to explain the concept of friendship In a logically way. “Perhaps if we used this ourselves, we could get stronger too. “

Starscream once again laughed at Shockwave's faceplate not believing that the most logical Decepticon was suggesting that they used “friendship” to win.

“Ha, you really are an Autobot, aren't you? You might have taken off the Decepticon logo while you were at it, “ laughed Starscream louder.

How dare Starscream say that to him? Sure, Shockwave was questioning a few things, but that didn't mean he wasn't a Decepticon less than everyone else.

“I’m not an Autobot; I'm just suggesting we use different tactics to win,” growled Shockwave.

“Then why do you choose to keep that amulet?” pointed out Starscream. ”What is the logic behind that?”.

This stunned Shockwave into silence as try to apply logic to his decision to keep the amulet; however, he was unable to come up with an answer, and for the first time, he genuinely didn't know the logic behind his choice.

The silence from Shockwave gave Starscream a wide smirk across his faceplate knowing that he won this argument.

Suddenly, without any warning and to Shockwave's horror, Blurr entered the prison room, exiting the elevator with the rest of the elite guard by his side, excluding Ultra Magnus.

Blurr approaches Shockwave's cell slowly making the Decepticon spark beat quickly since the last thing he wanted right now was to see Blurr’s faceplate.

“Long- I mean Shockwave.. you used me to get the information you want, make think that we were friends, and destroy my speed, “ spoked Blurr bitterly, “so I have one thing left to say to you”.

The room filled into complete silence as everyone waited for what Blurr was going to say next.

“I know you were a spy but..did our friendship at one point ever matter to you?

“ questioned Blurr “I need to know”

Shockwave didn't know how to answer that question because, at first, he did use Blurr for information However, the time spent together did make him feel some kind of connection that may be the reason why he chose to keep the amulet. Shockwave didn't know what to do, so he stayed silent, hiding the amulet from Blurr's sight, knowing that he would prove Starscream right if he gave it the blue speeder, and he didn't want to give Starscream that satisfaction.

“I guess that answers it doesn't it, our friendship meant nothing to you” hissed Blurr with a clearly broken spark “Come on guys let's get out of here “

Those words stabbed right through Shockwave's spark, as much as he hated to admit it, as he watched Blurr leave the room with the rest of the elite guard.

“Blurr, wait,” yelped Shockwave, reaching out for the blue speeder; however, it was far too late: the doors to the elevator's door closed behind Blurr, and the elevator ascended upwards, leaving Shockwave alone with Starscream once again.

“I guess you two are done now” mocked Starscream, completely enjoying this whole situation.

“I supposed we are,” replied Shockwave in defeat, covering his single optics with both servos, trying his best to hold back from showing any weaknesses, especially in front of Starscream, yet a tiny tear dropped from his faceplate.

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Jazz, Sentinel, Blurr, Jetfire, and Jetstorm stand in the ascending elevator silently. None of them don't know what to say after the whole confrontation with Shockwave; however, Jazz knew at that moment that he needed to check on the Blurr speeder.

“Hey Blurr, are you ok, man? “ asked Jazz, placing a servo on Blurr's shoulder.

“Yeah it's just that you know it isn't easy cutting off friendships even if they are you know fake” sighed Blurr “but I’m glad that I did, I finally got that weight off my shoulders”

This talk about cutting off certain relationships made Sentinel wonder about his current situation with Optimus as he watched Blurr and Jazz continue to talk to each other.

Sure Optimus got on his nerves, constantly got in the way and he wasn't still over what happened to Elita One and yet he can't really imagine completely cutting the other prime out of his life as strange as that may sound but Ultra Magnus telling him that he should have been sent to earth instead of Optimus and his short experience as a maintenance bot make him think about some things over these past two years even if he is still unsure.

Before Sentinel could think about Optimus anymore the doors to the elevators open revealing Cliffjumper on the other side holding a datapad

“Sentinel and Jazz, Ultra Magnus would like to speech both of you: it's about the Wasp situation “spoke up Cliffjumper.

Optimus entered the base, where he found his team, including Blurr, attending to Wasp on the couch with the exception of Bumblebee and Prowl.

As soon as Optimus stepped inside, Ratchet and Bulkhead approached him. They both looked up at Red Prime with their optics filled with wariness.

“did you find them” Asked Ratchet in concern as he placed a servo on Optimus's shoulder 

“Yes and they work things out-wait where are Bumblebee and Prowl?“ asked Optimus  

“oh jumped out of a window as soon as he saw Wasp “ uttered Bulkhead  “and Prowl went after him “

Optimus pincher his nonexistent nose and shook his head in annoyance at this: why can anything ever be simple

“Ugh of course he did, why wouldn't he”  sighed Optimus “Looked Sentinel is coming  soon to huh talk to Wasp about what happened “

Wasp immediately screamed and climbed on top of the fridge when he heard that Sentinel was coming.

“Wasp don't want to talk to blue meanie!, Wasp doesn't want to get hurt again, “ cried Wasp. “

“Wasp it's ok, I talked to Sentinel he’s not going hurt you I promise “ reassured Optimus  “he just wanted to talk that all I swear”

Wasp glared down at Optimus with distrust; however, Ratchet approached him and placed a comforting servo on Wasp’s servo, slowly calming the green bot down.

“Shh hey kid along if I am here I make sure that he doesn't touch you, got it” reassured Ratchet with a calming presence “You’re safe “

“Red medic promise?” whimpered Wasp.

“Yes, I promise, now get down from the fridge,” reassured Ratchet.

Wasp reluctantly agrees getting down from the fridge with Ratchet helping him softly get on the ground. 

The only thing left for them to do now was to sit and wait for Sentinel to arrive at the base. 

During the seemingly long wait that went on for nearly an hour, Sari began speaking to Blurr In a little conversation. 

“So you really can't run anymore, “ asked Sari softly.

“I- no “ muttered Blurr clutching his chest plate and looking ashamed 

“Don't worry, I can fix that!” smiled Sari, pulling out her key.

“A key?” questioned  Blurr narrowing his optics 

"Not just any key, Blurr, all spark gives it to her; it can fix everything, “explained Optimus. “I’m sure it can help you”

All spark created a key; Blurr wouldn't usually believe something like this; however, after everything that he had seen, he decided that it might be worth a shot.

“You know what sure why not” sighed Blurr wondering how much weirder this day became.

 Sari climbed onto his leg and put the key into his chest plate. From there, a blue light glow swirled around his body only to turn red and knock Sari away with the key widening everyone’s optics in shock. 

“Sari!” yelped Bulkhead gently, catching her before she hit the ground.

“Ugh, thank Bulkhead,” groaned Sari.

Bulkhead says, “You’re welcome,” towards Sari while everyone turns over to Blurr, trying to figure out what just happened.

“I’m guessing not normal, right?” assumed Blurr.

“i- It has never done this before, try running“ gulped Ratchet. 

Blurr nodded before getting up on his feet to try running yet unfortunately, his speed was slower than it was before making his optics widen in dread.

‘“I- It's even worse now..” choked Blurr falling on his knees in defeated 

Optimus and the crew looked at Blurr in sympathy, placing their servos on his shoulder in comfort.

“I'm sorry Blurr, I just don't understand why I didn't work” apologized Sari, feeling terrible “It always works 

“huh I guess I'm t-truly stuck like this.. forever ” stuttered Blurr feeling his spark getting stabbed through since he did have a little bit of  hope that it might work only to have it be shot down 

“We will find another cure for you, Blurr, I promise. “ Comforted Optimus 

Blurr was simply too stunned to respond to Optimus, preferring to stare at the floor as try progress the fact that a project all spark refused to heal him, which felt like another punch in the gut.

Suddenly Sentinel finally entered the base with Jetfire and Jetstorm by his side. For a moment, there was tension in the air as Wasp and Sentinel glared at each other. Wasp's optics filled with fear while Sentinel's optics tried to remain firm, although there was some underlying uncertainty there as he approached Wasp slowly.

Sentinel reached into his glove compartment, making Wasp immediately hide behind Ratchet, who gave Sentinel a disapproving glare alongside Optimus.

“Those better not be static cuffs in there boy” scolded Ratchet. 

“What, no, there are just forms, you old co-.” Sentinel was cut off by Jetstorm, and Jetfire glared at him, making him quickly reroute his sentence to something else as he took out the forms from his glove compartment to show that he wasn't going to cuff him.

“Huh, I mean you old coolo medic,” gulped Sentinel, trying to salvage the situation awkwardly. Although the twins didn't look convinced, neither did Ratchet, Optimus, or Wasp.

“forms? Sentinel, I ask you to apologize to him not make him sign paperwork” groaned Optimus 

“Yeah yeah I know it's just that I need him to sign this so  any charges against him can be dropped along with his arrest “ sighed Sentinel 

“Arrest?, Sentinel you were the one the one that threatened him” reminded Optimus narrowing his optics. 

When Optimus pointed out that Sentinel threatened Wasp, Sentinel once again felt his words spinning around as he began having visions once again with the offline Wasp replaced by a corpse, making him panic and back away as he grabbed his own faceplate.

This wasn't the only vision, Another vision this time of Ultra Magnus appeared behind Sentinel whispering to him to keep following protocol otherwise there would be consequences making  Sentinel inhale sharply before trying to shake out of it snapping back to reality. 

“W-will stop reminding me!” shouted Sentinel in a mix of anger and guilt making Jetfire and Jetstorm back away a bit along with Wasp “Look just let Wasp read and sign these fragging forms, it will explain everything “

“wait a minute Sentinel what exactly are in these forms”  asked Optimus suddenly taking the forms away from Sentinel to read them 

Sentinel attempted to grab the forms from Optimus, yet the red prime kept dodging him and using his hand to block Sentinel's face, which Sentinel didn't like at all as he began growling “Why you “ at the red prime, but  Optimus just ignored it and read the forms while Jetfire and Jetstorm are looking at each in worried. 

“HEY GIVE THOSE BACK, THOSE AREN'T FOR YOU TO READ!” shouted Sentinel trying to take the forms back Optimus 

In the forms it simply says this:

Under Elite Guard’s vow, the charges and arrest against the offender would be dropped with the retrial progressing as normally with static cuffs involved, and any  assaults I made against the offender in question as leader of the Aerialbots and subcommander of the Autobot sincerely apologize for by the signing of this document - Sentinel Prime ™.

Optimus couldn't believe this: did Sentinel seriously put his apology in a form? This got this to be the weirdest and dumbest thing that Optimus had ever seen his old academy buddy do considering he had seen him apologize to Jetfire and Jetstorm so what was the deal?

“Sentinel, did you seriously put your apology in a form?” Groaned Optimus 

“What I thought this might have killed two cons with one stone “ huffed Sentinel defensively 

“S-Sentinel what is the frag wrong with you!’ snapped Optimus catching  everyone off guard “You can apologize to Jetfire and Jetstorm perfectly just fine  but apparently you can't apologize to Wasp to save your own  aft!”’

“W-well That different-” Sentinel tried to defend him but Optimus cut him off

“How so? Because as far as I can see you are  hurting both of them and you're hurting me-” Optimus quickly covered his mouth when he accidentally mentioned himself “I mean huh Wasp..”

“Wait so this is personal after all!!” suspicioned  Sentinel  

“I-UGH! I NEVER WANTED THIS TO BE PERSONAL SENTINEL BUT YOU JUST HAVE TO AVOID RESPONSIBILITY AND BLAME ME FOR EVERYTHING “ shouted Optimus  “DON'T YOU THINK I MISS HER TO?!”

This stunned Sentinel into silence and shock: he never knew that Optimus missed Elita too and this realization hit him like a truck but before he could say anything Optimus dashed out of the base in frustration leaving Sentinel’s world flip upside down while everyone else glance in confusion and concerns 

“Op-Optimus wait!” Yelped Sentinel quickly put the forms away and went after Optimus.

Sentinel kept running until he found Optimus inside of the alleyway sitting against a trash can with his sevros against his faceplate.

Sentinel looked at Optimus with hesitation before sitting next to him awkwardly and with barely anything to say other than that he didn't know. 

“I- didn't I-I never knew that you miss her”. Gulped Sentinel putting his arms around his legs.

“Of course I did, she was my friend too but I guess you never thought of that, did you?” whispered Optimus bitterly. “I never meant to leave her behind, you know sometimes I wish If I could I would save both of you... somehow “

That was true, Sentinel was so angry at Optimus about leaving Elita behind that he never thought about how the red prime felt about the situation at all.

“I-I missed her too, her laugh, her jokes, and her smile “ whimpered Sentinel grieving Elita

“Her dance moves and her dares,” added Optimus, grieving her too.

“ha yeah, She.. always somehow knows to make a room brighter “ grieved Sentinel.

“Yes, she did “ sighed Optimus “I just wanted to know..why you blame me for all of it.. I thought we were friends... I thought you at least cared a little to at least see that I was suffering too”

“i-I we were friends..I..at one point I did like you ... it's just that I didn't want to think that I really lost her..she was everything to me and now she's gone because of..a stupid fragging idea..“ choked Sentinel “but I guess she was everything to you and I didn't realize until it was far too late...I guess we both lost something that day”

Sentinel sighed before leaning his helm against Optimus’s shoulder which caught Optimus off guard yet he slowly accepted.

“I’m…sorry for leaving her behind” sighed Optimus. “And for the whole..ax thing,”

“I’m sorry too..for everything too...I guess I really did become your... Alpha Trion “ signed Sentinel “You know the big bad villain that gets in your way.

“Sentinel for the last time you’re not evil, an evil bot wouldn't exactly apologize for what they have done “muttered Optimus not believing that Sentinel was still on that whole evil thing “You can still make amends with Wasp, just apologize like you just did with me and the twins, no forms”

“You know he still has to sign these forms since assault is still assault “ sighed Sentinel.

“But huh I will apologize first if that's anything” sighed Sentinel  "But don't expect him to forgive me like we are in some kind of magical wonderland, got it? “

“Sentinel-” Optimus was about to groan in annoyance believing his academy buddy learned nothing until Sentinel cut him off.

Optimus couldn't help but shake his helm a little bit at the mention of a magical wonderland sometimes he doesn't understand what going through Sentinel's hard drive at all

“I-huh got it” sighed Optimus with a little laugh, never really understanding what Sentinel meant by that but could see that he was at least trying.

“Good Now let's get out here, this place gives me the creeps” exhaled Sentinel getting back on his feet and heading back to base.

This talk about Elite One makes Optimus wonder if he should tell Sentinel about Blackarahina yet remembering the destruction that Sentinel caused in Steelhaven, he decided that Sentinel had already been through enough so Optimus I shifted his attention back to the retrial since there were a few things that he worried about.

“Hey Sentinel about this retrial, I wonder if you could tell me more about it  ” questioned Optimus.

“Well what you expected with any other  trial, the defense team  have to convince the council and Elite Guard that guy is innocent while the procuration team try to throw him in the slammer you know that kind of thing “ explained  Sentinel 

“Is there any way you could put us on Wasp's defense team?” asked Optimus.

“Well Optimus I never knew you were the type to ask me to pull stings,” uttered Sentinel, a bit surprised.

“Wh-what I am not asking you to pull any strings I just want me and my team to help Wasp in any way possible, ok” stuttered Optimus defensively.

“Right because me as the sub commander of the Autobots putting a maintenance crew with no experience in law on the defense team is definitely not pulling any strings “ spoked Sentinel sarcastically with an optics roll.

“I- ugh look is there any way for us to help without any slings being pulled “ asked Optimus.

“huh well You and little crew could be on the jury but that's pretty much it” suggested Sentinel. 

“huh..Right, so who exactly is on Wasp's defense team, and who is against him? “ asked  Optimus.

“some bot called Smokescreen is the lead of his defense team  while another not called Huh Alchemist is against him, claims to be the best in the business but I doubt we have anything to worry about as long  as Wasp sign these forms “ explained Sentinel a bit  confidently “so he won't be held for another crime.... just the whole you know spy mix up”

“Huh, are you certain?” questioned Optimus, still a bit concern 

“Hey what are the chances that he did something else illegal so this retrial should be smooth sailing “  uttered  Sentinel thinking this was going to be the easiest part.

Optimus was still uneasy at this since he had a bad feeling in the spark that this wasn't as easy as Sentinel said that it was going to be especially since he didn't exactly like the idea of not being on Wasp's defense team yet jury is really the only option without looking shady. 

So the two prime once again entered base where they saw Blurr and Ratchet sitting down at a table playing cards on the floor with Wasp who immediately turned stiff at the sight of seeing Sentinel again while Blurr and everyone else looked on awkwardly.

“We're back, this time Sentinel wanted to talk to Wasp properly” announced  Optimus. 

“Huh right I leave you guys to it “ uttered Blurr awkwardly  getting up from the ground to make room for Sentinel to sit 

Wasp whimpered a bit in fear as Sentinel approached toward Wasp however Ratchet calmly placed a servo on Wasp's shoulder calming him down. 

“I won't let him do anything, kid “ reassured Ratchet standing as Wasp's bodyguard while comforting him. 

Sentinel took a deep breath and sat down across from Wasp at the table putting the forms onto the table. There was an awkward silence that you could hear a pin drop from here as the two states at each other in unease.

Wasp started at Sentinel's faceplate with suspicion before picking up the forms to read them with narrow optics before placing them back down on the table still glaring at the blue prime.

“Huh Wasp look I'm huh.. s-sorry about what happened “ gulped Sentinel acting like he was dying but the apology was genuine “Look I don't expect you to forgive me like we are in lolly land but just sign these forms so we continue this retrial and afterwards we don't have to see other faceplates ever again, got it .”

“How hold on what did you just call me “ glared Sentinel at Wasp scarring the Green bot when he slammed his servo onto the table and making everyone glare at Sentinel, especially Jetfire and Jetstorm who looked on in uneasy while Ratchet took a protective stand in front of Wasp.

“Wasp don't forgive Big Blue meanie but Wasp will agree to go to retrial as long as Bumblebee isn't around “ growled Wasp picking up a nearby pen.

Sentinel immediately backs off when sees the disapproval from Jetfire and Jetstorm which once again makes him see visions of the corpse Wasp making him panic so he to a sharp inhale to try to regain his composure.

“i-I mean just go ahead and sign and take your time” gurgled Sentinel trying to reroute his sentence to be less hostile “And huh this Bumblebee won't be anywhere near your trial”

Wasp narrowed his optics at Sentinel, growling at him a bit before signing all the forms. When Wasp was finally done signing the form he nervously handed it back over to Sentinel who quickly placed them back in the glove compartment before getting up ready to go back to Cybertron.

“Good now with that all settled, we can finally go back to Cybertron” uttered Sentinel, ushering the Elite Guard and everyone else to follow him to Steelhaven.

“Hold up Sentinel what about Bumblebee and Prowl they aren't back yet “ spoke up Optimus “And we can't just leave Sari here alone “

As soon as Optimus says that Prowl suddenly shows up covered in mud looking tired and that he's been through a complete nightmare, holding a struggling and yelling Bumblebee by the neck.

“Let me go! I have rights!” yelped Bumblebee trying to break free from Prowl’s hold while the cyber ninja looked like he was nearly about to snap.

Wasp hissed and glared at Bumblebee with intense hatred, feeling betrayed by Sentinel's lie about not being near his trial.

“Didn't blue mech say Bumblebee won't be anywhere near Wasp’s trial” hissed Wasp ready to activate his blaster.

“Wh- how was I supposed to know that he was going up now!?” growled Sentinel in annoyance “Ugh you know what, here's an idea Bumblebee here can stay with the tiny human while the rest of us can go to Cybertron to get this trial start, got it”

Wasp liked the idea of not seeing Bumblebee again and fully supported the plan, while Optimus was opposed to it. To him, it felt like Bumblebee was avoiding responsibility again, and he didn't like the thought of Bumblebee being on Earth by himself.

“Sentinel, we can't just leave Bumblebee behind, He needs to take responsibility for what he has done” protested Optimus. “He has to come with us...He can wait outside the trial and apologize afterward, Sounds good?”

“NO, I DON'T WANT TO GO!” whined Bumblebee. “I can just stay and hang out with Sari at base, like Sentinel said.”

“And Wasp doesn't want Bumblebee to be anywhere near Wasp’s trial!” agreed Wasp.

“For frag's sake, Optimus, just let him stay on that stupid organic rock! He can make his little amends with Wasp later" groaned Sentinel. "What’s the worst that can happen?”

“Look, Sentinel, I really don’t like the idea of Bumblebee being on Earth... alone with Sari...They tend to get into trouble,” sighed Optimus.

“All right then, the Cyber Ninja can stay to keep an eye on them,” suggested Sentinel. “There! Problem solved!”

“Yes, good idea! We'll go with that!” gulped Bumblebee.

“Ugh Primus not again..” groaned Prowl annoyed that was about to babysit Bumblebee again “but I suppose it's for the best”

Optimus glares between Wasp, Bumblebee, Sari, Sentinel, and Prowl before letting out a reluctant sigh.

“Fine” groaned Optimus, feeling like he was about to have a headache at this.

“Right now let's get out of here” huffed Sentinel walking out the base ushering everyone out with the expectation of Bumblebee and Prowl.

With that Bumblebee was finally put down by Prowl while Optimus and the rest crew said their goodbyes to Sari with Bulkhead promising to come back and give her gift from Cybertion when he came back. 

While walking out of the base Ratchet decided to talk to Jetfire and Jetstorm knowing that he was out of line with them earlier.

“Eh hey Jetfire and Jetstorm right” asked Ratchet “Eh I'm sorry about all that talk earlier”

“Look I don't forgive you but.. thanks.. for the apology anyway” sighed Jetfire with Jetstorm nodding along. 

Ratchet felt bad but he knew that it was fair considering how he acted earlier so he sighed before transforming into his vehicle once he was out of the base. 

After getting done talking to Ratchet, Jetfire and Jetstorm turn their attention to Sentinel Prime to have a talk him.

“Sentinel.. thank you for keeping my promise ” sighed Jetstorm “but… you almost scared me..and Jetfire back there ..I don't want you to do that again toward him ok”

“I-i huh not sure if I can.. exactly do that... Jetstorm…”  stuttered Sentinel knowing fully that would take an act of Primus to calm him down. 

“Please..at least try” exhaled Jetstorm. 

Soon everyone was on their way toward Steelhaven except for Optimus he couldn't stand the sight of Bumblebee dancing and celebrating avoiding responsibility so he backtracked to glare at Bumblebee. 

“Frag yeah staying on earth with Prowl and Sari! Best day ever!” celebrated Bumblebee with finger guns.

“Well, I hope you're happy Bumblebee because somehow the less responsible bot I ever know” muttered Optimus clearly pissed off. “One day guilt is going to eat you from the inside out” 

“Nuh huh I'm the  responsible bot I know “ declined Bumblebee “Right guys”

Sari, Prowl, and Optimus didn't respond to that at all leaving nothing other than silence to fill the air as Optimus leaves without another word leaving Bumblebee befuddled.

“What I am totally responsible!” yelp Bumblebee angrily.

“Yeah as responsible as a baby “shot down Sari with an eye roll while Prowl sniffed back a laugh 

Bumblebee really didn't like being called a baby so he decided that was going to try to prove Sari wrong with the worst idea that ever came up in his helm.

“Hey I’m not a baby and I can prove it! “ yelped Bumblebee waving his arms in frustration.

Bumblebee without any warning began dashing over to the exit of the base but Prowl blocked him with Sari.

“Just where do you think you're going?” asked Prowl with crossed arms looking at Bumblebee with a glare.

“Yeah Didn't you want to stay in base? “ added Sari copying Prowl by crossing her arms too.

Bumblebee groaned in annoyance knowing that Sari and Prowl wouldn't leave until he explained himself so he had to direct them somehow. He spotted a nest filled with eggs on a ledge getting him a idea. 

“Prowl look out that nest is about to fall” yelped Bumblebee shooting the side of the ledge causing the nest to fall off immediately

Prowl gasped and reacted quickly doing a backflip to save the nest from falling while Bumblebee made his escape with Sari trying to jump on him to stop him from leaving yet he was way too fast for her to catch up with as transformed into his vehicle and drive away disappearing into the distance.

“Ugh, can you believe him!” groaned Sari in annoyance.

Sari jumped on top of Prowl and two zoomed out of base in search for Bumblebee across the street of Detroit. 

“Come on we can still catch up with him” uttered Prowl putting the nest in a safe spot on a table before transforming into his vehicle mode.

They keeping searching for him until they spotted him jumping inside Steelhaven and quickly entering a vent when the doors shut and the ship flew off into the sky before Prowl and Sari could properly catch up with him.

“Oh great He’s gone,” huffed Sari, annoyed.

“This isn't over yet” uttered Prowl pressing his servo against his aduail ready to call Optimus only for it to glitch out due to the mud “I-i the connection seems to be slash”

“Well, frag” cussed Sari with crossed arms not believing her best friend would ditch her like that without even telling her what he was planning. “And to think I was about to make him another friendship bracelet”

Prowl comforted  Sari before taking her back to base where they tried other ways to sent messages towards the team hoping at least one them make it though since who knows what Bumblebee could be up to on that ship

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Steelhaven landed on a landing deck where Sentinel ushered everyone out including Bebop who was holding a jar of rain that he collected from Earth and Jazz spent a full minute to convince Sentinel that it wasn't dangerous. 

Once they step onto the surface of Iacon Optimus,  Bulkhead, Ratchet, and Wasp look on in astonishment at the changes that it has been through with seekers Autobots flying all over the place helping grounded bots meanwhile Blurr and Jazz deal with the Decepticon prisoners by letting a few guards take them to prison. 

“Woah it's almost like a dream” grasped Bulkhead looking around in wonder at the site as Sentinel showed off everything like a trophy.

“Welcome all the new and improved Cybertron that one and only Aerialbots help to build from the ground up” announced Sentinel can't help but brag about how great his unit the Aerialbots is.

Sentinel showed everyone the new charging around Cybertron while walking them towards Fortress Maximus when suddenly Sliverbolt came down from the sky bolting towards the blue prime in a panic however Sentinel was far too excited to show off the changes that he made to notice the fear in Sliverblot’s optics. 

“And here one of the members of the greatest unit in Cybertron right now “ bragged Sentinel putting his arms around the panicked Sliverbolt.

“Sir Punkrock and First Rate have gone missing! yelped Silverbolt in panic. "We sent a search party after them, but so far we haven't found anything!”

Bebop immediately dropped the jar of rain on the ground in horror hearing that his sibling was missing while Sentinel's proud face twisted into frustration. 

“My.. brother is missing” whimpered Bebop in pure fear while Jazz put a comforting servo on his shoulder. 

“WHAT! WELL KEEP LOOKING FOR THEM, THAT A ORDER “ shouted Sentinel. “AND I’M COMING WITH SO NOBODY ELSE GO MISSING “

“Yes, Sir” salutes Sliverbolt ready to go back into action

Sentinel was about to get ready to transform and soar out in the sky with Sliverbolt until Ultra Magnus appeared in front of them with a crossed face.

“I don't think so Sentinel, you’re not going anywhere until this trial is over with “ huffed Ultra Magnus. “As a reminder everyone in the elite guard must be present for the pre-trial preparation alongside the council”

“But Sir, my unit!” Protested Sentinel in frustration.

“I'm sure they will do just fine without your presence, now go to quarters with the rest of the Elie guard in Fortress Maximus and get ready, that's an order “ dismissed Ultra Magnus. “Unless you want to cancel this trial “

“But-” Sentinel was cut off by Ultra Magnus repeating “That's an order” but slightly louder this time. 

Sentinel gave Ultra Magnus a glare huffing a reluctantly “fine” before turning over to Silverbolt to order him and Bebop to keep looking for two missing Aerialbots with the rest of the unit which they agree to

Afterward, Sentinel along with the rest of the Elite Guard left toward their quarters to get ready for the upcoming trial leaving the rest of the Autobots feeling an uneasy tension in the air.

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Bumblebee rolled out the vents of Steelhaven onto the landing deck with a determined look on his faceplate.

“Responsibility city here I come “ puffed Bumblebee with pride “Wasp get ready for the best apology of a lifetime “

The mention of Wasp caught the attention of an old Silver and Golden mech who approached Bumblebee with interest as he slightly pulled Bumblebee into an area of iacon where nobody could see them.

“I’m sorry did you say Wasp, how do you know that name? “ asked the older mech towards Bumblebee

“Oh well-he used..he used to bully me” gulped Bumblebee suddenly less confident now.

“And you really want to say sorry to somebody who bullied you when you were the victim “ questioned the old mech. 

“You know what you're right! Why would I be the one to say sorry he was the one who cut my legs off! “ Huffed Bumblebee” I can't believe I came all the way here for nothing “

“Perhaps your visit isn't all in vain my friend, this could be your chance to finally stand up to him, all you need to do is put this in his drink“ suggested the older mech putting out a small piece of red Energon.

Bumblebee widened his optics in bewilderment at the red energon; he had no idea what this was at all and what it could do.

“Huh is that enegon?” asked Bumblebee 

“Not just any enegon, Red enegon..perfect for pranks..put this in his oil during the pre-trial preparation and you will never feel helpless ever again “ suggested the older mech “But make sure that nobody sees you with it ”

“Oh I get the perfect prank that needs to be unseen, I am in!” Bumblebee eagerly took the red energon “Thanks huh..what was your name?”

“Please call me Alchemist my friend and if you don't mind I have some business to attend to “ smiled Alchemist before disappearing into a nearby dim alleyway.

Bumblebee blinked a few times to make sure that he wasn't seeing anything since for a second he thought he saw Alpha Trion and Ironhide inside of an alleyway that Alchemist disappeared into only to find that the old mech and his former second bully weren't there in all the second time he looked properly

Bumblebee keeps dashing away until he finds himself alone sitting against the wall dim hallway with his servos against his face with tears going down his faceplate.

Hiding deeper in the darkness part every time somebody passed by since he didn't want anybody to see him like this. He needs to be seen as this tough mech that nobody can put down.

“I’m not a baby. When will Optimus understand that Wasp scares me?” cried Bumblebee, rocking back and forth.

Bumblebee kept crying until he heard a familiar voice next to him. It wasn't Optimus, instead it was somebody unexpected.

“You know I know what it's like to be afraid of Wasp too,” whimpered Ironhide, sitting next to Bumblebee with his arms around his legs as he looked down at his reflection on the floor, showing the lens was open.” I mean, he’s the worst, isn't he?”

Bumblebee started at Ironhide in bewilderment since, as far as he knew, he and Wasp were bullying buddies; why would one of the old boot camp bullies be afraid of the other one, and it was especially strange for Ironhide to rat out Wasp about the red Energon thing.

“Ironhide? Wait Why would you be afraid of him I thought you two were besties “ asked Bumblebee out loud “Wait is that why you rat him out”

Ironhide paused for a moment, looking down at his reflection to see if the lens was closed or not, and to his relief, it was at this moment, yet he knew he needed to be quick since he didn't know how much time he had.

“Yes I was afraid that he might do something to me…but recently I'm starting to realize maybe just maybe he isn't the monster I thought he was and he is just as afraid and as trapped as I am and scared as you are ” sighed Ironhide “I mean imagine if that was you for a second on that trail wouldn't you be afraid... Like if you were dragged down in a deep place where nobody can find you”

Bumblebee paused at Ironhide's wording, he never considered how Wasp might be afraid since he as seen Wasp as this giant villain yet the way Ironhide connected their fear humanized Wasp in a way he never considered before, and first time he felt genuine guilt at what he did meanwhile Ironhide is constantly checking his reflection to make sure the lens stay close.

“I- wow I never really saw it that way. Always saw him as monster..not..well..this “ sighed Bumblebee with optics filled with guilt “and to think I let that Alchemist guy used me like that..when Wasp was j-just afraid”

“Well maybe sometimes there's a face behind the monster that you once knew “ inhaled Ironhide putting a comforting servo on Bumblebee's shoulder before deciding to confess what he knew right there since he was unable to hold back the guilt anymore “And.. you know This isn't just Alchemist's fault you know..i-I Alpha Trion he’s the one behind it all “

“Wait what!! How” yelped Bumblebee with widened optics

Ironhide checked his reflection on the floor to find that the leans was slowly opening making him realize he had to tell Bumblebee everything now before Alpha Trion see

“Look I don't have time to explain but Alpha Trion set this all up and he kidnaped two of the Aerialbots to get away with it, he tossed them in a hidden elevator behind a wall at the end of our old bunker” yelped Ironhide “I need you to tell the other Aerialbots about this and save them”

“hold on. Wait, why can't you do it? “ Bumblebee a bit weird out of all of this. “And how do you know all of this?!’

Ironhide, knowing that he was running out of time, quickly pulled Bumblebee close to his neck and pointed at the lens in his neck.

“Woah hey! What do think you are-” Bumblebee cut himself off when he spotted the camera lens making him gasp in horror “Di-did Alpha Trion do this to you“

Ironhide nodded quickly telling Bumblebee then code to the wall Before pulling and turning away from Bumblebee as the camera lens completely opened, implying that Alpha Trion was watching.

“And that is why Wasp is the worst, right?” faked, coughing Ironhide as he walked away from Bumblebee with warry optics signaling him to go to the Aerialbots now.

“Oh yeah, huh, definitely,” faked laughed Bumblebee, playing along while watching Ironhide slowly walk away.

“Please.. save them..all of them,” whispered Ironhide towards Bumblebee before disappearing into a nearby hallway. “I don't want anyone else to get hurt.

Bumblebee didn't need to be told twice to do that. He quickly got up his feet, rushing to find any members of the Aerialbots until he spoke Sliverbolt comforting a sniffing Bebop with few others as they looked at a hologram that was a map of Iacon with some X marks on it.

“We look almost all over Iacon; where could they be? “ cried Bebop, worrying more about his brother and his friend with every passing second.

“Guys, I know where Punkrock and First are,” announced Bumblebee, jumping between the Aerialbots.

“You do?” asked Bebop with his optics lighten up in hope

“Yeah, they are in danger; quick, follow me!” yelled Bumblebee, ushering the Aerialbots towards the exit of Fortress Maximus. “This way”.

Once outside Fortress, Maximus Bumblebee transformed into his vehicle mode and headed towards the boot camp with the Aerialbots following behind.

“Right, Aerialbots transform and follow Bumblebee,” ordered Sliverbolt.

The rest of the Aerialbots followed Sliverblot’s orders, transforming into their vehicle mode as they followed behind Bumblebee inside of the boot camp toward a bunker.

Once inside the bunker, Bumblebee ran over to the end of the bunker and began putting on the code that Ironhide told him about onto the wall, revealing the secret elevator, leaving the Aerialbots and Bumblebee gasp at the site.

“They are down there!” cried Bumblebee pointing at the elevator.

“Punkrock don't worry I'm coming!” cried Bebop ready to jump into the elevator so he could save his brother when Sliverbolt suddenly blocked him with his arm since he was suspicious of how Bumblebee gained this information

“W-wait hold on how do you know this” questioned Sliverbolt narrowing his optics. “as far as we know this could be a trap”

“ok, ok I get this looks suspicious but long story short Ironhide told me everything and Alpha Trion is completely crazy “ yelped Bumblebee “he the one behind all of this”

“Really?” questioned Silverbolt, narrowing his optics more while Bebop looked more worried.

“Look I get you don't trust me... I wouldn't trust me either after...everything I have done but please..help your team“ uttered Bumblebee with guilt in his optics

Sliverbolt and Bebop, along with the rest of the Aerialbots l, looked at each other for a moment before deciding to take the risk to trust Bumblebee.

“Fine, but everyone, please be prepared; we don't know what is down there, “ sighed Sliverbolt, slowly stepping inside the elevator with the rest of the Aerialbots, including Bumblebee.

Sliverbolt, Bumblebee, and Bebop looked inside the elevator for any buttons to press, only to find, to his surprise, that there were none.

“oh man, there are no buttons, now what?” Yelped Bumblebee.

“Hold on, I got an idea, “ uttered Sliverbolt, not giving up that easily. He kneeled on the floor transforming his sevros into a blade and used it to cut a hole into the floor, revealing a long dark elevator shift.

Bumblebee gulped seeing the dark shift below since it was such a long drop for a grounded bot like him.

“Alright, Aerialbots transform and fly out!” ordered Sliverbolt transforming into his vehicle mode before picking up Bumblebee and flying down into the elevator shift with the rest of the Aerialbots following behind him

At the bottom of the elevator shaft, they found themselves in the ancient hallway in ruins, lined with doors that had bars on them. In this hallway were two Constructed from ancient parts that resembled a small locomotive turned to face the Aerialbots and immediately began attacking without any warnings with the mechs repeating “ “Under the name of Alpha Trion and the Council: all trespassers on Cybertron must face consequences” over and over again

while more of these things came out of a machine at the end of the hallway however Bumblebee and the Aerialbots didn't back down without a fight

Bumblebee fought on the ground with a few Aerialbots while the rest attacked from the air with perfect advantage points.

“Woah what are those things “ yelped Bumblebee shooting a few in the face.

“I don't know but they won't stop until that machine is off” yelped Sliverbolt “Slingshot and Powerglide search for a way to deactivate the machine while we distract them “

“Yes sir!” respond Slingshot and Powerglide separating from the fight to get closer to the machine.

“Bebop and Bumblebee keep looking for Punkrock and First Rate “ ordered Sliverbolt.

“Already on It “ saluted Bebop immediately dashing off to look for his brother and his friend while dodging the punches of battles.

Bebop ran and looked between the bars of every door until he spotted Punckrock and First Rate cuffed together inside of a room fronting facing Skyfire.

“Punkrock, First Rate I'm here!” cried Bebop kicking down the door and running towards his brother with open arms.

“Bebop is that-!” Punkrock was cut off when his brother pulled him and First Rate into a hug with a bunch of sniffing, Punkrock sank into the hug unable to move his servos

“I thought I lost you forever “ cried Bebop

“i-I don't worry I'm here...I'm here Bebop..” comforted Punkrock with a few years of his own.

Bebop noticed the wounds on the two Aerialbots’s bodies making him panic as turned his servo into a blaster to shoot the cuff off before taking out a med kit from his glove compartment to tend to their wounds.

“Don't worry I fix you guys up I promise” Bebop warped their wounds in bandages before helping them up “Come on let's get out of here”

Punkrock and First Rate took a breath of relief that was free with Punkrock ready to leave with his brother however First Rate turned her helm over to Skyfire who stared at them with worry optics and she immediately knew she couldn't just leave him here.

“Bebop waits, help him too” First Rate pointed at Skyfire whose optics widened at the kind gesture.

“Wait! Are you sure about this First Rate?” questioned Punkrock still not quite trusting Skyfire.

“I'm sure “ sighed First Rate “it’s the right thing to do “

Punkrock took a deep breath not exactly liking where this was headed yet he did trust First Rate so he told Bebop to be careful before letting him shoot the chains off Skyfire and tending to his wounds however still stayed on guard just in case.

To Punkrock's surprise and relief Skyfire let Bebop do this dury without attacking once. Once Bebop was done wrapping the bandages on Skyfire’s wings, the large mech looked down at the tiny Aerialbot in gratefulness.

“i-I thank you” inhaled Skyfire touched.

“You're welcome now let's get out here “ Bebop took Skyfire servo and ran out of the room with Punkrock and First Rate following behind.

Once out of the room, they saw that the battle between the Arerialbots and the steampunk mechs was continuing until Slingshot and Powerglide landed on the roof of the machine and shot a blaster through it stopping it And yet unfortunately causing sparks to come out of it.

“Everyone fly out, it’s about to blow’” shouted Slingshot transforming into his vehicle mode to fly out.

The rest of the Aerialbots transformed into their vehicles more with First Rate Bebop and Punkrock picking up Skyfire, while Sliverblot picked up Bumblebee.

The Aerialbots fly upwards towards the elevator shaft while the machine explodes behind them killing off all the steampunk mech and knocking the Aerialbots upwards they barely manage to escape landing on the floor of the other end of the bunker taking a deep breath and pants turn around to see that elevator has been destroyed leaving nothing other a large trench within the floor that completely revealed the ancient hallway below.

For a moment they just stared at it until Bumblebee eventually snapped out of it once he realized that the trial could restart at any moment.

“We have to tell everyone, come on !” declares Bumblebee jumping dropping from Sliverbolt transforming into his vehicle mode, and driving towards Fortress Maximus

“You heard him, Aerialbots transform and fly out “ ordered Sliverbolt transforming into his vehicle mode and soaring towards Fortress Maximus.

The rest of the Aerialbots joined except for First Rate who chose to to go on foot to stay close to Skyfire during their run, Skyfire looked around Iacon in astonishment at the site of seeker Autobots helping grounded autobots in the streets.

For a moment Skyfire stopped to admire a grounded Autobot and seeker autobot holding hands and he began to get overwhelmed by everything. First Rate noticed this and went up to the old mech to see if he was ok.

“Skyfire” spoked First Rate whose voice was barely a whisper.

“i-I don't believe it, Cybertron..it..it has changed,” muttered Skyfire turning to watch a bunch of ground autobots play ball with a bunch of seekers.

“It’s beautiful isn't it “ smiles First Rate softly as she reaches her servo to Skyfire’s servo to comfort him

“I-yes it is beautiful “ Skyfire looked up towards the dark sky with First Rate joining him since despite all the chaos, corruption, and drama in the universe there was still time to appreciate the beauty that it has to offer even at times like these.

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With the recess over Sentinel found himself sitting on the council bench next to Jetfire and Jetstorm once again overlooking the procurator: Alchemist, defense: Smokescreen next to Wasp and the witness Ironhide. He was still boiling over the fact that one of Optimus's crew spiked Wasp's drink, however he had no time to steam out as Ultra Magnus hit his hammer against the bench getting everyone’s attention while Perceptor approached Ultra Magnus with Wasp's test results on servo.

“ Ultra Magnus Sir the results of Wasp's blood result came out positive” announced Perceptor showing the results to the whole council hall as everyone gasped and gawked in horror while Wasp stood horrified knowing that he was done for.

“Guards take him away now ” ordered Ultra Magnus in disgust.

Optimus and his crew including Smokescreen watch almost helplessly and in protest as the guards grab Wasp by the arms ready to pull him out of the room when suddenly Bumblebee kicks down the doors with the Aerialbots behind him.

“Bumblebee?” yelped Optimus in surprise.

“My unit!?” yelped Sentinel in surprise too.o

“STOP, everyone just stops… I..it was me... I-I was the one who put the red Energon inside of Wasp's enegon” confessed Bumblebee.

“Bee did what to WASP!?” hissed Wasp glaring at Bumblebee in anger ready to attack however the guards held him back.

“Yeah and I'm sorry about it..but It wasn't just me, Alpha Trion was the one that set this all up, Kidnap the Punkrock and First Rate so he could get away with it, tell them Ironhide!” announced Bumblebee. “Tell them that this trial is a slam!”

Ironhide found that all optics were suddenly on him, he quickly stared down at his reflection to check on the camera only to find the lens was open however he had enough of being controlled.

“I can't take it anymore!” cries Ironhide putting his servo on his neck “It's true this was all Alpha Trion and Alchemist doing and i-I help them!”

To everyone's horror, Ironhide sank his servos into his own neck and pulled out the camera spreading blood everywhere causing everyone to scream as toss in the middle of the floor of the council hall.

Ironhide felt himself choking as he turned over to Wasp with tears in his optics knowing that this could be the last time he saw his little Buddy.

“Wasp I’m sorry that I was never a good friend... you deserve to be free and I'm willing to take all the blame for..anything.. “ choked Ironhide trying to hold on to his lifeline as best as possible

“Please if you could take care of my team for me ok..I think they would love you “With that Ironhide passed out on the witness stand causing Wasp to widen his optics in modification and for screams to fill the council rooms as a few of the jury ran out of the room in panic while Ultra Magnus tried to calm everyone down.

“Order in the court!”! Ordered Ultra Magnus. “Perceptor takes Ironhide to the infirmary and guards arrest Bumblebee and Alchemist and afterward search for Alpha Trion to put him under residential arrest”

The guards immediately followed Ultra Magnus's orders putting Wasp down to arrest Bumblebee and Alchemist taking them away while Perceptor rushed Ironhide over to the infirmary leaving the only ones left in the council hall being the Rest of Optimus's crew, Wasp, Smokescreen, and the Elite Guard.

“Well, now what “ asked Smokescreen, modified at the events that just unfolding in front of him.

“Well, it is clear to me that due to Ironhide taking responsibility for all of Wasp’s actions and the corruption within this trial… I find the defendant “. Ultra Magnus pauses for a bit before continuing “Innocent"

A sigh of relief came out of Wasp's glossa that he was finally free from all of this however he couldn't help but be worried about Ironhide, yeah sure he was angry that Ironhide threw him under the bus yet at the same time he was willing to rid out a whole camera from his neck just to save him which he couldn't help but respect.

“Hold on can Wasp see Ironhide” asked Wasp “Wasp would let to talk to him about a few things”

“Very well, you are all dismissed “ declared Ultra Magnus hitting his hammer against the council bench for one last time.

Wasp got up from the witness stand to run out of the council hall to check on Ironhide with Smokescreen following behind since his job was done, Sentinel ordered the Aerialbots to heal up in the infirmary meanwhile Optimus and his crew ran out of the council hall to check on Bumblebee.

“I can't believe he just did that” uttered Optimus' genuinely surprised that Bumblebee finally took responsibility after everything that he pulled off.

“Huh, I guess he did the right thing after all, even if lost a few bots on the way,” grumbled Ratchet.

With Optimus’s crew gone the only one left in the council hall was just The Elite Guard by themselves.

Sentinel of course was furious to find out that Alpha Trion kidnapped his unit yet unfortunately the old mech wasn't there so he decided to get up from his seat with the twins behind him and he picked up the camera on the floor to take out all his rage on considering it was the closest thing to Alpha Trion at that moment.

“So you really think you could kidnap my unit, frame Wasp, and get away with it “ shouted Sentinel into the camera. “Well guess what Alphawrong you lost!”

Sentinel throws the camera against the wall breaking it in half making him feel prideful for a moment until to his and the rest of the Elite Guard’s surprise a hologram of Alpha Trion appears out of the camera looking unmoving.

“What the scrap!” yelped Sentinel falling on his back while Jetfire and Jetstorm looked on in horror along with Jazz and Blurr.

“Congratulations, my unfortunate use of escort has exposed me; however I am not the only one responsible for the Aerialbot's little downfall. “ spoked Alpha Trion coldly and unmoving. “May I ask, Sentinel, why do you think Ultra Magnus put me on parole in the first place?”

Sentinel didn't know how to answer Alpha Trion's question since he didn't know the exact reason why Ultra Magnus would let Alpha Trion wander free yet he wasn't going to let an attempted murder and a kidnapper get the best of him.

“And why should I listen to you!, You nearly killed my spark- my students and kidnapped two of our finest Aerialbots” Shouted Sentinel with a voice raised to the top. “I have every right not to listen to your fragging mouth!”

“It's true that I did nearly offline those ..those things...however, I did so by the orders of Ultra Magnus himself “ spoked Alpha Trion pointing a servo at the Mangus himself.

Sentinel felt his spark stop at Alpha Trion's accusation of Ultra Magnus being the one behind the old mech's murderous motives: there was no way that it was true right? Yet on the other hand Ultra Magnus did read Elita's Journal and let an injured Blurr go to earth with them so Sentinel's trust in the old leader was breaking down as turned his helm over to the one that he calls leader with widened optics.

“no! This- i- this can't be true, Ultra Magnus tell that that this isn't true “ yelped Sentinel wanting to see a little bit of dignity in Ultra Magnus.

Ultra Magnus didn't respond to Sentinel, he just lowered his helm downward with his face stoic, however his optics were boiling with unease while Jazz and Blurr stared at Ultra Magnus in disgust.

“TELL ME THAT IT ISN'T TRUE” shouted Sentinel stepping right in front of Ultra Magnus with the twins behind him while Alpha Trion's faceplate turned into a smirk.

Ultra Magnus got up from his seat and approached Sentinel without saying a word until he was face to face with the blue prime.

“Sentinel you got to understand.. project Safeguard-” Ultra Magnus was cut off by an angry Jetfire.

“Our name our Jetfire and Jetstorm” hissed Jetfire ready to punch Ultra Magnus in the faceplate while Jetstorm stared worried yet was ready to defend himself and his brother.

“Right those two were slowly destroying our budget so I ordered Alpha Trion to cut off the project silently “ continued Ultra Magnus “So we won't drive Cybertron into debt, it was necessary“

Sentinel looked at Ultra Magnus in disgust and horror: how could he choose profit over the lives of two living Autobots, not just any two Autobots but ones that Sentinel cared about and who saw him as a part of their family?

“WHAT NECESSARY? YOU ORDER THE OFFLINING OF TWO PERFECTLY CAPABLE AUTOBOTS LIKE THEY WERE NOTHING “ shouted Sentinel “YOU NEVER SAW THEM AS AUTOBOTS DID YOU, YOU JUST SEE THEM AS YOUR LITTLE PROJECT FOR YOU TO PLAY WITH”

“YOU WOULD HAVE DONE THE SAME SENTINEL” shouted Ultra Magnus back “We must make a cut for the betterment of Cybertron”.

“NO I WOULDN'T BECAUSE UNLIKE YOU I DON'T ABANDONED MY ALLIES SHELL ON A ORGANIC PLANET “ Shouted Sentinel way more bitter than intended yet he didn't care he was beyond rage at this point “I DON'T ORDER THE OFFLINING OF OUR FELLOW AUTOBOTS!”

“Really? Let's test that shall we, Sentinel Prime by the order of the council I order you to offline Jetfire and Jetstorm “ ordered Ultra Magnus coldly.

“What!” yelled Sentinel feeling his spark race in horror at Ultra Magnus’s cruel order

“Sentinel Prime by the order of the council in the order you to offline Jetfire and Jetstorm “ repeated Ultra Magnus “unless you want to break a direct order “

Sentinel once again felt conflicted between his vow for Elita One and his care for Jetfire and Jetstorm only this time there was no other way for him to sneak past it with paperwork he had to either choose to follow protocol and keep his vow to Elita yet lose Jetfire and Jetstorm or break the vow of the one that he loses.

He looked between the stoic faceplate of Ultra Magnus and the fearful faceplates of the twins begging him not to do it; however Sentinel was already summoning his lance.

Jetfire and Jetstorm felt their spark rise in fear seeing the lance since they both know that Sentinel doesn't break orders or protocols while Blurr and Jazz immediately jumped in front of them ready to defend them as the blue prime approached looking hesitant.

“SP don't do this, they mean everything to you and you know that “ pleased Jazz.

“You don't have to listen to him,” added Blurr.

“Sentinel,l, please...I.. don't make us do this ” cried Jetstorm raising his blaster ready to fight.

“.. please we love you” cried Jetfire out loud.

Jefire saying that they love him made Sentinel pause raising his lance at their faceplate as his spark swelled: the last Autobot that told him that they love him was Elita One and this caused Sentinel to have flashes of the memories that he has with Jefire and Jetstorm.

He remembered soaring together in the sky laughing with the twins as they shared jokes, watching plays at the theater, and sharing energon at Maccadam and

This was the final straw for Sentinel; he couldn't respect Ultra Magnus anymore; this wasn't an Autobot, this was a monster.

“I’m sorry Elita” muttered Sentinel under his breath in regret before turning around to Ultra Magnus.

For the very first time in many cycles, Sentinel broke a direct order from Ultra Magnus to point his lance at the blue leader’s faceplate while the twins and the Elite Guard watched in surprise and awe.

“Sentinel, what do you think you're doing?” questioned Ultra Magnus in a shout.

“I WILL NOT LET YOU HURT THEM ” Shouted Sentinel raising his lance higher without almost zero hesitation “You've already done enough damage already, First you read Elita's Journal and now this, I am done with you!”

Sentinel with a swoop sliced his lance across Ultra Magnus's faceplate causing Ultra Magnus to stumble and fall on his back.

The rest of the Elite Guard’s Jaw dropped at this, however Sentinel wasn't done yet as he let out all his resentment against Ultra Magnus come out of his actions and words.

“This is For Jetfire and Jetstorm” screamed Sentinel slicing across Ultra Magnus's faceplate multiple times while the Mangus screamed in pain

Ultra Magnus attempted to get up to call out for help however Sentinel was relentless as he kept slicing his faceplate over and over again while keeping him down with his foot on his chestplate occasionally kicking the old leader.

“This is for Blurr, my Unit and this is for Elita One!” screamed Sentinel without thinking, stabbing Ultra Magnus right through one of his optics and pulling it out tossing it to the side

Ultra Magnus lay there screaming in agony while Sentinel stepped back from him as the blue prime finally progressed the implications of what he had just done. He stared down at his blood lance in horror before turning around towards the rest of the Elite Guard who looked on stunned.

“i-i no- No what I have done!” screamed Sentinel spinning around in modification.

Jazz, the Twins, and Blurr approached him trying to comfort the blue prime however Sentinel couldn't hear them he could only hear the sounds of Ultra Magnus's agony and see the visions of a million corpses of Wasp all yelling “HOW COULD YOU” over and over again.

“I-I CAN'T BE AN AUTOBOT ANYMORE!” shouted Sentinel transforming into his vehicle mode and flying out of the council hall as fast as possible

“Sentinel wait” yelled out Jetstorm flying after him with Jetfire with the rest of the elite guard following behind.

Sentinel however was gone as soon as the elite guard reached outside of the council hall with the only evidence of where he went was a bunch of knocked-over items and debris scattered across the floor.

“Sentinel” whimpered Jetstorm worried for the blue prime and where he went knowing this couldn't be good.

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Ultra Magnus groaned as he barely managed to get back on his feet due to his injuries holding his servo against his now bleeding faceplate while the hologram Alpha Trion couldn't help but chuckle at his misery.

“Alpha Trion.. why..” choked Ultra Magnus walking along the wall barely keeping himself together. “Why did you have to tell him”

“It was about time you face responsibility for what you did “ hissed Alpha Trion

With a snap, the hologram Alpha Trion created a hologram of Arcee in his sevros making Ultra Magnus’s optics widened in modified.

“You better do the right thing old friend or else, you may have the utter servo for now however It won't last i know everything about this planet and I refuse to have failure as an option so I suggest you watch your back “ hissed the hologram Alpha Trion.

With that hologram, Alpha Trion disappeared leaving Ultra Magnus terrified beyond belief as he quickly went over to an intercom calling for Sentinel's Arrest

and now the only thing he could think to do was to fix Arcee since he knew that Alpha Trion was a mech not to be a mess so he crawled out of the council hall and towards Wheeljack's quarters knowing the white mech was the only one that can help him with this

“W-wheeljack I need your help about Acree “choked Ultra Magnus knocking on the door before passing out.