Chapter One

Lanna Grace Darnell never had a chance. What nine year old did against giant machines? How was she supposed to escape the backseat of the car that was crushed by two fighting robots? If anyone had the time to look at her now they would see a broken body gasping for life. People were running for their lives just outside, caught in their own fight or flight. Lanna caught the sounds of the metal titans continuing their fight, with the occasional swirl of red and blue or silver passing by. As the tremors and explosions of noise hit her, her mind realed, trying to make sense of what was happening.

Where were her mom and dad? As she began to cry out for her parents the car shook as the silver mass knocked down the other. Her attention diverted, she whimpered when the silver mass leaned over the car, she could see through the twisted metal of the car the silver, red and black that loomed above her, Lanna curled down as much as she could, but her arm hurt!. Its attention was not on her though, it was looking farther past the car, but she could not see to where. Its deep voice barked out and its arm slammed down, the other being pleaded with whatever Lanna was not seeing. As the silver titan roared and loomed more over the car Lanna saw two hand shoot up with a box and drive it deep into the robot's chest. The box then seemed to be sucked into the chest, emitting a volcanic glow. Just before the box was swallowed up, small parts blew across, one of them shooting into Lanna's shoulder, She cried out in fear and hurt as it began to burn into her. She grasped at it with blind and frantic hands as the burn became worse and worse, but finding nothing but smooth metal that seemed seamless against her skin. The robot above her realed and fell over, and just as she saw the tall red and blue robot standing above the silver and consequently her, she passed out of consciousness.

Rachet gazed down at the human child, his processor working at top speed trying to make sense of the "ups and downs" the Allspark was doing to her body. Her Vitals would fasten to death speeds then break down to sluggish and unresponsive. Prime had seen the Allsparks last explosion and had seen what was left of it on the youngling femmes body. The human doctors running about trying to stabilize her, not being able to make sense of whatever seemed to be killing her, the injuries she had were not that serious, a broken arm, scratches and bruises, her blood was metal melted into her shoulder was not normal, but they assumed it was shrapnel, and they had already checked that it was not affecting anything vital. Rachet made his decision and readed himself quickly for surgery.

"Prep her shoulder for surgery and move her to my table!"

He barked over the noise of the room. He then prepared his space and went over his plans again, and directed a couple of human hands to be ready to assist if he needed them. Leaving a piece of the life giving cube in a fleshings body wouldn't have passed by him even if it wasn't killing her. Whatever the energies emitting from the cube piece must be conflicting with her own, driving the anomalies within her femme was brought over quickly and ready. As Rachet switched his servo to his knifes and moved closer to the femme, the Allspark piece shrank away and into her skin! The humans gasped and blanched. Alarmed, Ratchet quickly scanned her body, watching as the Allspark broke apart into molecular sizes and spread throughout her. He immediately called Prime on his personal com

"Optimus get to the medic wing as soon as possible, you know of the Allspark more than I do"

"On my way, the youngling?'

"Still erratic, the cube piece entered her body and has broken down. Slag it! My scans show the cube's energy fluctuating up and down."

Prime had left the meetings regarding Mission City and swept into the cybertronian sized room, his optics finding the human child being scanned by a hunched over Rachet as the medic muttered curses under his breath.

"What in the pit-spawned-rusted-slag-"

"How did this happen?"

"Pit if I know! The Allspark spread throughout her body as soon as I came near her!" And I do not have a clue on how to fix it.

The Autobot leader wracked his processor to find the reasoning behind this sudden change. Deciding he was getting nowhere, he acted on his base feelings.

"Let me see her"

Optimus drew closer to the corner of the room where the balcony for human use and mech reach was. Rachet stepped aside, watching with full attention. As each step brought him closer, an energy from the matrix rose up in his chassis and spark, surprised and encouraged, he stepped closer, and as he did, the breathing of the youngling calmed. The room went silent as everyone watched as the Prime lifted his servo to hover over her body. Her vitals stabilized and Optimus withdrew his servo. Some of the humans let out relieved breaths while others still looked wary, looking at each other and wondering what the giant alien had just done. Optimus looked up to Rachet and saw the questioning and flabbergasted look plastered on his faceplates. He switched to talk on his com. line.

"I believe that the Matrix has calmed the energy of the Allspark, although I wonder why it would have gone inside the femme in the first place" Prime brought his gaze back to the femme in question, his face non-relevant to the turmoil he felt flying through his processor. Rachet also switched his optics to his patient and watched as the humans continued to monitor her.

"There has always been rumors of the Allspark being sentient, maybe to have protected itself? It has already been mainly destroyed… and what of our future? The cube was our life giver! What do we do now that it is inside a fleshling youngling?"

Prime leveled his optics back to Rachet,

" Do not fall into despair old friend, other shards were located, their energy is not lost, we will find a way. We have not come this far just for everything to fail. Megatron has fallen and now we have to face the decepticons that are still loyal to their cause. But for now, let us just focus on the younglings recovery and hunting down the rest of the decepticons."

"... What of Jazz?"Rachets faceplates drew sharp, his optics narrowing, and continued,

" We cannot let the humans take his body, we already saw what they tried to do to Bumblebee."

"I fully agree, Jazz's body will stay with us, guarded, until a proper cybertronian burial can take place. There are still many things I need to work out with the humans. If you'll excuse me, I need to return to a meeting."

"Of course."

With that, Optimus turned and left, the humans watching the big mech leave, not used to the alien presence of the leader of the Autobots, or one of the arguably best medics in the universe. Rachet being able to take control of the situation only because of the cubes presence, otherwise the youngling would have been solely under the humans care, like the rest of the human casualties. Rachet continued to watch the femme, absentmindedly he asked one of the mingling human nurses,

"Do we know who she is now?"

They spluttered, having not expected the giant alien robot to address them. One of them, a younger female with her hair in a tight french braid gathered up her courage and stated " Yes, her name is Lanna Grace Darnell, she is nine years old… sir."

She almost looks younger.

"And what of her creators?"

"Creators? Wha.. oh! you mean her.. well.. her parents were discovered in the front seats of their car, with heavy injuries, and they are now in intensive care in a Hospital."

With a noncommittal grunt, Rachet thanked the nurse and turned to leave the room and see to his other patients. They are lucky to be alive. Checking on Bumblebee first, who was still in forced stasis lock, and then scheduling the rest of the autobots to a mandatory check up to make sure the injuries he had already worked on were healing fine, or so that the autobots that didn't check in with him already were not neglecting anything. Trust those fraggers to ignore a small injury that would turn into something serious over time. As he finished making his rounds he came back to Lanna, looking at her now that he had the time, or the illusion of time. She was a cute little thing, even to his kind,with long red-blond wavy hair. She was being cleaned up by one of the nurses now, who was hyper aware of the large metal being standing behind her, but she kept at her job, wiping away the last of the grime and blood. As the nurse stepped away and left the mech and child alone together. Rachet looked some more, did one more scan, and then pivoted and left to another part of the wing were Jazz's body lay.

( well there is the first chapter of my first ever story, sorry if I have made any annoying mistakes, feel free to point them out and I will fix them best I can. ) ( Thank you for the reviews! Now that some certain things were pointed out, it was easy to, or at least to try and fix thanks to caramelkitkat, The Writer Akayla, 2211Nighthawk, Parachute54,and Dragon of Yin and Yang for your encouragement and pointers, as well as for being my first reviewers ever!