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Truth
Back at his quarter Blitzwing concentrated on maintaining his flow of magic to his newly acquired card, Shadow. Just as he was told, the triple-changer made sure to hone his magic powers. The shade was stretched upon the floor like a streak of ink as it grasped the silhouette of a flattened oil barrel (courtesy of Hothead). But hardly a second passed as the shadow retreated back to it card form, the metal disk fell and rattled on the floor. Cursing, he placed a servo on his face.

"Zhis is impossible," Blitzwing muttered to himself as he walked over to pick up the crushed oil barrel.

How can he describe something like a shadow? It was simply a dark imprint of oneself, having no solid mass it merely existed. This was different from Watery; at least the triple-changer could illustrate the liquid that dominated Earth. Blitzwing thought back to the construction site, remembering the strange sensation he felt there. It was… to put in simple words, disturbing. It struck a shard of fear in his Spark. Not only was it sudden and unexpected but it was new. The yellow organic, Kero, said that it was him feeling the presence of a Clow Card. Did all the cards give out this malevolent feeling? Maybe just Shadow since it was such a stealthy and powerful card.

Blitzwing tried once more as he threw the Shadow Card into the air, striking it with one of his pointed digit of his right servo. Light rippled forth as a stretch of blackness crossed the cavern floor and wrapped around the shadow of the flatten oil barrel. Blitzwing released his servo from the oil barrel and watched as the card lifted it with ease. Blitzwing closed his optics in concentration as he tried to call back the feeling to his processor. The feeling of being followed by an unknown stalker who you knew well but couldn't place your digit on their presence. It seemed to work as the card continued to hold the metal disk in the air.

"Blitzwing, are you there?" came a deep, rumbling voice from the tunnel that led to his quarters.

"Slag it, Lugnut!" Blitzwing panicked for a nanoclick as he retracted the card and his magic servo.

His mid-section slid open as he placed both the card and the pendant inside his subspace container. The crushed barrel fell and clattered on the floor as he slid his mid-section back in. Just in time as his hulking Decepticon comrade walked in.

"Don't jou knock?" Random joked.

"You're making a racket Blitzwing, you might disturb Megatron," Lugnut grumbled.

"I apologize," Icy replied in return as he picked up the oil barrel. "Not to self; find somezing softer and less noisy for practice,"

"What are you doing anyways?" asked Lugnut, curiously.

"Vhat I do best, drive everyvon crazy!" Random lied merrily as he returned.

"Well stop, your antics are giving me a processor-ache,"

"How goes jour repairs?" Blitzwing returned back to Icy as he gave the Decepticon a quick scan.

"Slow as usual, I am impatient as is," Lugnut replied, crossing his arms over his frame.

"Jour servos haff not fully reconnected vith jour frame," Blitzwing reported as the results came back.

"No thanks to those meddlesome Autobots," Lugnut huffed.

The Autobots… upon hearing them a picture of Sari came up to his processor. Between the girl and the triple-changer their relationship went from awkward to casual acquaintances. During their encounter with Shadow they had shown a spectacular teamwork in catching the mischievous card. Before that she challenged him to a race to see which was faster, technology or magic, and he gladly accepted it. And before all that, they both made a vow that bound them strongly. A promise to protect the girl from any harm she might encounter on her a quest, a quest he doubts he has any part to.

Okay so he did play a small role by saving the girl three times so far while she was capturing Jump, Watery and Shadow. But what was the point of aiding her all the time, what significance did he play in the big picture other than be her protector? It slightly bothered the Decepticon, it was almost as if he was… he shuddered at those words… doing it from the 'kindness' of his Spark.

Thinking about it, the triple-changer couldn't help but feel a little foolish at his recent actions. He hated to admit that they were getting close, but they were nonetheless friendly with each other. If a friendship were to grow, complication would follow not only for him but for Sari as well. What would her Autobot friends think? More importantly… how would they react? Disgusted, horrified, shocked? A whole list of words followed.

Blitzwing blinked his optics a few times, breaking out of his thoughts as he noticed Lugnut staring at him.
"Vhat?"

"Nothing," Lugnut replied as he turned and left the triple-changer's quarter.

Blitzwing watched Lugnut's retreating figure till the Decepticon turned around the corner and left his field of vision. The triple-changer's arms slacked as he carelessly tossed the flattened oil barrel on the desk next to him and sat on his makeshift berth. Posture slouched, servos clasped over each other on top of his glossa, Blitzwing stared idly at the purple cavern floor. He had to make sure no one found about any of this, especially Megatron. Blitzwing couldn't help but shudder at the thought of what his leader might do to him. More importantly what he might do to Sari.

Life certainly had a sick sense of humor.

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While Blitzwing was brooding in his thoughts, Sari was carefree as she enjoyed the day with Bumblebee, Bulkhead and Prowl. The day couldn't be more perfect. The sun was shining and occasionally a soft wind would blow to cool the air. It wasn't too hot or too cold and to top it off there wasn't even a single report of robbery or disturbances. It seemed that life took this Sunday to be a special one.

The four of them were at the park, watching a trio of break dancers dish out some impressive moves. Bumblebee was eager to participate and joined the trio, receiving applauses from the many onlookers. After, Sari introduced the three to soccer (football, in some countries) as she showed them the checkered ball. Bulkhead, his frame being the largest of them, was appointed goalie. Bumblebee challenged Prowl to see who would score the most points. It ended up being more challenging for the yellow bot as he kept forgetting that is was against the rules to catch the ball with your servos. Prowl, who was trained in discipline, won the game with ease as he expertly used both his stabilizing servos and helm. Bumblebee, slightly annoyed by the loss, mumbled something along the lines of 'cyber-ninja training' but eventually laughed it off.

Sari bought some refreshments for herself, since the others couldn't consume Human edibles, and they all relaxed under the shade of the trees. Bumblebee lied on the soft grass; servos behind his head, his optics were closed in ease. Bulkhead was resting on the thick trunk of a tree; the ancient plant was able to support his weight without much difficulty, as he watched birds hop on the grass in search of seeds. Prowl was also under the same tree, his back straight and still as a statue as he meditated. Sari smiled as the sight, inside she wished she could spend a day like this with Blitzwing.

The triple-changer, though harsh and frightening on the outside when in the heat of battle, showed a softer side to her. Though he was a Decepticon, Sari was starting to enjoy his company when they went out to seal Shadow. Maybe they'll find time to go and hang out without anybody noticing.

An irritating ring shattered the tranquil scene as the three Autobots stood up and opened their comlink.
"Bumblebee, Bulkhead, Prowl we need you at the bridge," came Optimus' voice.

"What's up, boss-bot?" Bumblebee's voice was slightly crestfallen, reluctant to leave.

"The bridge needs to be repaired as soon as possible, a lot of people have been complaining about the lack of traffic routes," Optimus replied.

"We'll be there in less than a megacycle," Prowl replied.

"Okay then, tell Sari I'm sorry for pulling you guys out, Optimus over and out," and the communication was closed.

Bumblebee, Bulkhead and Prowl turned and gave Sari an apologetic look.
"Still got work to do?" said Sari, she tried her best to hide the sadness in her face but it still showed.

"Yea, boss-bot says he's sorry as well," said Bumblebee sadly.

"It's okay guys; we had a great time today. Next time then?" asked Sari.

"Next time," said Bumblebee as both Bulkhead and Prowl nodded their heads in reply.

After bidding them goodbye she watched them drive away to the distance. She let out a sigh and took a sip from her cup. An airy slurping sound indicated it was empty; Sari disposed the cup in the nearest trash bin and walked back to Sumdac Tower. Walking a few blocks Sari passed an antique shop. Turning her head curiously it was pretty big, it took up half the block she was walking through. Through the window Sari could see many exquisite lamps, desks, chairs and ornaments. Though Sari didn't have a taste in old fashion designs, once in a while the hand-crafted objects would catch her eye.

Then for some unexplainable reason, she had a feeling a presence was inside the shop. Stopping in her tracks, Sari turned a walked up to the shop window. Cupping her hands around her eyes to block out the light, she peered inside, seeing no one there. Checking the front door the shop was still open. Grabbing the bronze handle and pulling, she was met with light tinkle as the bell that hung outside shook. The door closed behind her, shutting out the outside world and leaving her in still silence. Sari walked forwards through the spacious store, walls lined with various antiques for sale. At the end of the store was a large door frame, obviously leading to the back of the store. Judging by the large, crystal chandeliers that hung above and the grand piano in one corner the store must have a large cargo bay to get all these things inside.

Sari closed her eyes in concentration as she focused on the strange presence. Then, for a moment a tingling feeling like Goosebumps brushed over her body. Sari gasped as her eyes snapped open. The girl looked around, seeing nothing she closed her eyes once more. But the feeling was quickly fading before it all together disappeared. Sari tried harder, but no matter what she did the feeling wouldn't return. She concluded; there was Clow Card in the shop. But she couldn't catch now, not in broad daylight. She'll have to wait till the middle of the night.

Sari swiveled and ran out of the shop, the bell gently tinkled once more. The shopkeeper, just returning from the back of the shop, looked questionably at the retreating girl before doing a quick inventory check to make sure nothing was stolen.

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Beside Sari, Kero was enjoying the day by playing Ninja Gladiator. His stubby arms furiously mashed the buttons on the controller as he doled out impressive attack combos on his opponent. This was it… the last boss on Hard Mode; he wasn't ready to lose now. He could feel excitement and pent-up energy building inside him. Both his opponent and his character were weakened, their health bars blinking dangerously.

"Alright! Let's finish this!!!" Kero cheered out as he initiated an uppercut.

Just then the door slammed open as Sari rushed in. Kero screamed in horror, not at Sari but at the television screen.
"NO! Nononono!!!" he wailed in despair.

His character was sprawled on the ground, defeated. His opponent had his arms in the air, a victory pose, mocking the guardian. Head bent, Kero cried bitter tears of defeat.
"And I was so close…" he moaned before sighing and regaining his composure. "Well no use crying over spilt milk, there's always next time,"

Kero turned off game console as he fluttered to the nearby glass coffee table. Set on the middle was an orange tinted crystal bowl. Various sweets, wrapped in colorful wrappers filled the bowl. Kero grabbed a sweet, unwrapping it to reveal a ruby red hard candy orb. The guardian popped the candy in his mouth and relished the tangy flavor. He turned to see Sari inserting her AllSpark Key into her mobile phone.

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Blitzwing let out a shaky cry as his head vibrated. Clasping his head between his servos to stop the rumbling he noticed that is was coming from his comlink. His head spun and stopped at Hothead as he opened his comlink.

"Who is zhis, how did jou get on mein comlink frequency? Talk!" Hothead barked at the unknown caller.

He was met with a string of bubbly giggles.
"Blitzwing, it's me Sari,"

"Sari?" said Blitzwing in disbelief as his face returned back to Icy. "How did you manage to get this frequency?"

"The Key of course," Sari replied. "Anyways I'm calling cause I sensed another Clow Card,"

"Anozer von? How fast do zhey come out!?" exclaimed the triple-changer.

They had just dealt with Shadow, the card was difficult, and another one appeared? Blitzwing prayed to Primus this one wouldn't be as powerful.
"That would depend on the cards themselves," Kero entered the conversation.

"Okay, vhere did jou last sense it?"

"At an antique shop, I think it was here," using her mobile phone Sari sent the coordinates to Blitzwing's.

A map of Detroit appeared on the triple-changer's HUD screen, a white dot marked the location.
"I see, time to meet?"

"I'd say thirty past ten? Not many people travel through that street at that time," said Sari, using her knowledge of the city.

"Meet jou later zhen, Sari,"

"Meet you later, Blitzwing," and she hung up.

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With the roar of jet thrusters and the flapping of great wings, Blitzwing and Sari gently landed in the middle of the empty street.
"Good to see jou arrived on time," Blitzwing commented. "So zhe Clow Card is inside?"

"Well the last time I checked it was, but I went inside the shop and it got really weak," said Sari as she turned to look at the dark shop.

"It probably sensed you Sari and hid," said Kero as he fluttered next to her. "When you sensed its presence Sari, what did it feel like? It might give us a clue to what the card we're dealing with,"

Sari shook her head.
"I tried but all I could feel was this tingling sensation, and it disappeared as soon as I felt it,"

The guardian placed his stubby hand under his mouth as he thought, face etched with worry.
"It seems that the cards are becoming aware that someone is capturing them, they've begun masking their magical signatures," Kero theorized.

"Vell ve can't vaist anymore time, let us seal zhis card as soon as possible," said Blitzwing as he approached the shop.

The triple-changer stopped in front of the door, dwarfed by his immense size. Turning around, Random looked at the two with a childish smile.
"I may need some help here," he said sheepishly.

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After finding the cargo bay they managed to squeeze Blitzwing through without much commotion. The triple-changer had to disconnect his cannons and shoulder turrets, things that gave him his bulkiness. Folding his wings he crawled through and slowly before finally entering the interior of the shop. He straightened his back slowly, careful not to crash into any of the overhanging chandeliers. The crystals chimed lightly as the triple-changer inspected the finely detailed antiques. His digits gently brushed on an ornate wardrobe as he traced the etchings of a forest on its dark mahogany doors. Turning around he saw a row of porcelain dolls, their glass eyes stared blankly ahead. Picking up one of them he examined the elegantly made patterns on their lace trimmings in silent fascination. Never on Cybertron had he ever seen such finely made objects in such tiny spaces. Their hands, as the Humans named them as opposed to servos, worked wonders with the materials on their planet. They certainly were gifted beings.

He placed the doll back to its place as he moved on to a decorated mirror, its curling frame imitated leaves and vines in both form and movement. Scanning the design on the Internet, Blitzwing discovered it to be of Renaissance design. Another thing about Humans, they adapted so well. After the fall of the most powerful ancient civilization, the Roman Empire, the Humans suffered a major loss of knowledge in both fields of science and art. The result was the coming of the Dark Ages, a period where advancement halted. Then things almost literally exploded with the coming of the Renaissance as it brought an enlightenment of sorts to the Humans.

Being in the antique shop the triple-changer felt that he basked in the history of 'art' (a new term for him). This 'art' was certainly interesting and he wanted to learn more. That green Autobot brute seemed to be the first Cybertronian to deal in the subject as many of his works were displayed in a gallery.

"I suspected you were one for something like this," said an amused voice.

Blitzwing turned to see that Sari and Kero were looking at him; the girl had a smile on her face.

"Don't any of you guys have anything like this?" asked Sari as she indicated to the various ornaments in the shop.

"No never, ve never haff vhat jou Humans call art. Science and technology is a top priority," Blitzwing replied.

"What a dull world you must live in, I can't imagine a place without someone at least feeling inspired to paint a picture or something," said Kero.

"Vell zhis just proves how much of a curiosity jou Humans are," said Blitzwing as he sat down. "So vhere do jou zink zhe Clow Card is hiding?"

"I can't detect it, are you sure you sensed it before Sari?" said the guardian.

"I'm positive," Sari replied.

"Well I guess we just have to sit and wait then…" said Kero as he crossed his legs and sat, in mid-air, in a meditative position.

Soft gold light glowed around the guardian form as he scanned the shop for the card's energy. With Kero focusing his attention elsewhere, this left Blitzwing and Sari idle. Blitzwing continued to examine the various antiques in the shop while Sari hummed to herself, waiting for something to happen.

"So why'd you save me all those times?" asked Sari, breaking the silence between the two.

"Vhat?" the triple-changer predicted the girl would ask that question, but he was still caught off-guard.

"I mean, you being a Decepticon… Optimus and the others say you guys aren't known to be nice or peaceful," said Sari.

"Vell zhat's an understatement," Blitzwing snorted.

"So why?"

Time passed in uneasy silence before Blitzwing replied.
"Vell to tell jou zhe truth… ever since I came to zhis planet I haff never met a kind such as jours,"

"What, you've never met organics?"

"Organic planets are forbidden to us all, Autobot and Decepticon for very good reasons. It is only sometimes zhat vonce in a vhile a ship crash lands on an organic planet, not many survive," said Blitzwing. "The only organics ve haff met are only primitive species, you're zhe first sentient organics ve haff come across,"

"So are there others like you?"

"Yes, ve only contact zhem because zeir appearance closely resembles what an organic isn't, lack of soft tissues,"

"So we're special because?"

"Jour kind is small, almost insignificant when compared to us and equally fragile. How does it zhat life manages to survive in such a brittle state? And despite it all jou continue to advance vith little difficulty," he said as he turned a hand crafted glass vase with his digits, taking in the artistic carvings on it.

"I guess that's what makes us Human; persistence,"

"Jou are are an interesting von Sari. Maybe zhat's why I defy my programming, because jou remind me much of vhen I vas younger," said Blitzwing as he turned his gaze to the girl.

Sari tried to imagine a younger and smaller Blitzwing; shorter limbs, a chubbier frame and large optics filled with curiosity. A much more energetic and adventurous Blitzwing, running to and fro as he let out childish giggles. A ball of energy and a headache as some would call. Sari could help but smile and laugh, it was too adorable.

"I guess that's why you kinda care for me," said Sari. "You maybe a big, scary Decepticon on the outside but really I never knew you had soft spot,"

Blitzwing could feel his faceplates heating from embarrassment.
"Careful vhat jou say, I haff to put an image here," he replied.

Sari giggled, the triple-changer was still being a little stubborn.
"C'mon just admit it, don't bottle it up,"

Blitzwing imitated a Human sigh as air circulated through him.
"Fine I admit; I really do care for jou Sari. From my Spark I can't help but worry, I can't explain vhy jou feel like a sister to me," he said.

"I kinda like the idea of having a Decepticon for an older brother," Sari smiled softly as she hugged one of Blitzwing's stabilizing servos.

The triple-changer was a little surprised by the action but relaxed as he gently placed his servo on her back, returning the hug.

Then Kero's eyes shot up.
"I feel a Clow Card!" he announced.

Blitzwing and Sari broke the hug as they tensed, prepared to fight the card if they had to. A flash of light erupted in front of the three as chime bells rang lightly. Light pulsed like a slow heartbeat as the chime bells rang again. The light dimmed to reveal a strangely shaped scale of sorts. A long needle was pointed upward, from a round ruby red jewel the size of a pea. At the side of the jewel were a pair of wing-like cutouts, each of them had three thin sheets of metals for the feathers. Behind the jewel and wings was some sort of halo shaped like 'C' facing upwards. Hanging from right wing, dangling on a thread of finely made white string was a silver crescent moon pendant, on the other wing hung a golden sun pendant. The sun pendant was hanging lower than the moon pendant, which was raised closer to the pith of the scale.

Sari cautiously approached the card, Sealing Wand in front of her as she slowly raised it above her head.
Return to the guise you were meant to be in!
CLOW CARD!

The staff swung down, stopping in mid-swing as airy light rippled forth. The scale melted as wisps of its form flowed into the glowing card shell. Everything stilled as the card was finally sealed. Sari held out her hand, but was surprised as it flew over to Blitzwing. The card landed gently into his servo. Sari and Kero went to his side to have a look at the card as Blitzwing lowered his arm for them to see.

"Ah… now I understand," said Kero as he recognized the card.

Like all the other cards there were the same golden borders and sun and moon symbols. At the center was a drawing of the card itself, colorless. Only its round red jewel had a faded red to it. At the bottom, written in bold black ink was The Libra on a golden scroll background. At the top was '秤'.

"Libra wouldn't reveal its true form because it's a special card," Kero explained.

"Special card?" Blitzwing glanced at the guardian.

"In the deck there are offensive cards like Watery, Windy is a binding card, Jump and Fly are ability cards," said Kero. 'What makes special card different are their methods of capture, you can't seal a card that doesn't reveal its true form. Special cards hide from plain site, waiting till certain requirements are fulfilled like speaking out their names or doing something that correlates to or activates their powers,"

"Well none of us knew Libra's name," said Sari.

"True, but Blitzwing… how to say, accidentally stumble upon a solution himself. Libra is able to determine whether someone is lying or telling the truth," said Kero before turning to Blitzwing. "Because of your confession, Libra in turn revealed itself,"

"So all you said was true, Blitzwing?" asked Sari in awe.

Blitzwing understood the girl's amazement, after all they were called Decepticons and the truth was something they shied away from telling. He nodded to the smiling girl.
"So zhis card can make somevon tell zhe truth?" he asked, turning to Kero.

"In a sense, yes," Kero replied.

Blitzwing glanced down at Sari with a mischievous grin. His head spun and stopped at Random.
"I vonder vhat kind of secrets jou haff, care to share?" Random cackled.

"Don't you dare," Sari warned the triple-changer.

"I vouldn't dream of it," Blitzwing laughed as he returning back to Icy.

Blitzwing got back to his knees, before he continued he picked up a simple red silk cushion that was lying on a black leather armchair. His sub-space container slid out and placed both the card and pillow inside. Closing it he looked up to see Sari and Kero staring at him.

"Vhat? I need somezing better zhen an oil barrel to practice magic on," he replied offhandedly.

"Well you should at least pay for that," Sari sighed as she approached the digital cash register and inserted the AllSpark Key inside.

A few sparkles of energy the cash register whirred to life as it printed out a receipt. Sari ripped the slip of paper and slipped it into her pocket. Hope the shopkeeper won't mind that Blitzwing only took the cushion.

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With Libra in his subspace container, Blitzwing crawled out of the store and stretched out his cramped limbs. A sharp pop came from his as his pistons realigned. He bent down to reattach his shoulder turrets and cannons. The triple-changer turned to see Sari and Kero come out of the cargo. He noticed that, judging by her facial expression, something was on her mind. Sari craned her head back to look at him.

"U-um… Blitzwing?"

"Vhat is it, Sari?" he replied softly.

"I was wondering… if you aren't too busy on Tuesday do you want to hang out?" she asked.

Blitzwing cocked his head slightly, looking at the girl with confusion.
"Vhat is 'hang out'? Is it something dangerous?" a scene of them hanging precariously on a ledge came to his processor.

Sari giggled.
"No silly, hanging out means you go out with friends and have fun," she explained. "And since you're so interested in art why not go to an art gallery?"

Blitzwing smiled warmly at the thought, it would be better than be holed up in base.
"I vould like zhat,"

"So Tuesday afternoon, I'm kinda busy during the mornings. We'll meet here," said Sari as she held up mobile phone. "It's the same gallery where they show Bulkhead's work; I think you'll like them,"

Blitzwing nodded, remembering the address in his processor. The three of them arrived at the deserted street once more. Blitzwing kneeled down and transformed. He waved one of his wings to Sari and Kero in a form of goodbye; they waved back before he blasted off to the skies. They watched him for a while till he disappeared into the night sky, they turned around to go back home.

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"Well that should be enough Autobots, let's head back to base, we've worked hard today," said Optimus as he stifled a yawn.

Optimus, Prowl, Bulkhead and Bumblebee transformed ready to head back. They stopped to see that Ratchet hadn't even begun to transform into his alt mode, he was busy stacking sacks of powdered concrete.

"Um… Ratchet you want us to wait for you?" Optimus asked kindly.

"Nah Prime, you guys go on ahead. I'll catch up later," Ratchet grumbled as he placed another sack on top of another.

The four rumbled off into the distance, leaving the veteran alone in his thoughts. He looked up sorrowfully at the night sky. Only a few stars twinkled sadly, the great stream of celestial lights were dimmed by the harsh artificial ones on Earth. Somewhere up there was Cybertron and… his thoughts wandered to certain bot.

Even after many stellar-cycles the medic still couldn't let go of the past guilt that weighed heavily in his Spark. Her memories long gone… because of him… she was resting in some dim med-bay unaware of how much time has passed. Ever since they first met during his mission to retrieve the intelligence officer, Ratchet felt a small connection to her. But fate intervened and now he couldn't admit his feeling to her anymore, even if she was out of stasis lock she would not recognize the medic that saved her life from that bounty-hunter, Lockdown. Maybe it was best to keep her the way it is, to save both of them from broken Sparks.

A wave of sadness coursed through, making him cringe. He would do anything to go back and change history that day, aside from joining the Decepticons. Ratchet looked down, sluggishly turned back to stack another sack, and then froze. Floating in front of him was a small glowing orb, emitting a soft blue light. The orb bobbed up and down lazily as Ratchet continued to look at with curiosity. The orb glided slowly towards the broken edge of the bridge, the medic found himself following the strange entity. Then it stopped, floating over the jagged gap.

An airy boom came from the orb as it stretched into a thin line of light, blinking on and off. Ratchet reacted instantly as he pulled out his electromagnets, pink electricity buzzed around them, as he glared at the otherworldly thing. The light expanded till Ratchet faced a solid wall of light, the sound of tinkling brass cat bells came from it. The Autobot veteran looked on suspiciously. A shadowy figure slid slowly from the light, Ratchet tensed anticipating a fight.

Optics widen in surprise as his arms slackened, hanging next to his sides as he stared dumbly at the femme in front of him.
"Arcee…"

Dun dun da da daduuun dun dun dun!
Leave it to Kero!
"Hey-hey-hoo! This is Kero here with another segment of Leave it to Kero! I want to thank all of you who supported us, I return my thanks to you! Let's begin!" the background switches to interior on an abandoned factory.

"As opposed to the Decepticon base, the Autobots at least have some taste. Though not as spacious it's quite well lit and cozy place to live, even though it used to be a factory. Over at that corner they have a small recreational center, wow that TV screen is big!" said Kero awed at its size.

"We're not done! Kero's Check!" the picture changes to that of the Autobot emblem.

"Well it's different from what Blitzwing sports, first off its red and second it's much more bulky in form. Unlike Blitzwing's, where it has slimmer cheeks, this one is heavier all around,"

Kero seats himself on a wooden ornate chair, donning a pink bow and smoking pipe.
"Well that's all I have for now, I hope you enjoyed it! Well I can't sit here talking all day, I've got tons of things to review! See ya!"

End of the tenth chapter!
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