A/N: Okay, so in the other one, I made Skystreak with a little too many quirks, which makes for good Mary-Sue's, which I do not want my story or OC to be. So I'm redoing it. it's pretty much the same, except with a different name and a couple other things.

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Designation: Skybolt

Age: 16 vorns(one vorn=83 Earth years=1 Cybertronian year)

Creators: Yoketron and Prowl. Stayed at Yoketron's dojo until his death. Wandered the galaxy with Prowl until they came across Optimus' team.

Looks: Black, white, and gold Seeker, with a visor resembling Prowl's. Like before, just go with it.

Personality: Takes after Yoketron, with her endless patience and love for the martial arts Circuit-Su and Metallikato. She also likes studying organic life forms.

Mods: Sparked with the ability to turn invisible at will. Medics have tried to figure out how it happened but they all concluded that she was just born with it. Possessed no weapons. I will probably give her one as the story continues.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers Animated. I only own Skybolt.

"Many millions of years ago, war raged between the heroic Autobots and the brutal Decepticons, for control of the planet Cybertron. The Autobots battled valiantly in the name of honor. Their courageous exploits bringing hope and glory to a beleaguered, war-torn planet and inspiring countless generations of robots yet to come online." A very dull voice droned out from the screen as a red and blue bot sat in front of the screen, with a black, white, and gold Seeker femme hiding a yawn in the background.

A red and white bot, signifying his job as a medic, with a chipped chevron entered the main room, took one look at the screen and said, "What a load of scrap."

The Seeker femme looked up and said, "It's not that bad, Ratchet."

"Don't lie, Skybolt. I saw you yawning."

Skybolt blushed and looked away.

"Anyways, why do you waste your time with those old history vids?" Ratchet asked.

"All the great Autobots learn from the past." The red and blue bot replied.

Ratchet scowled. "Look around you, Prime, Skybolt. The Great War ended centuries ago."

"We know." Skybolt rolled her eyes beneath her visor.

Ratchet un-subspaced a wrench and threw it at her, before turning back to Prime. "Besides, the vids you're watching are the versions made for younglings. The real thing way much, much worse than this."

"But you were there, Ratchet!" Prime exclaimed. "You saw some action!"

"I agree. What are Decepticons really like?" Skybolt asked, interested.

Ratchet winced, and said, "Trust me kids. You're better off not knowing."

He pointed outside and continued, "Besides, looks like the youngbots could use a hand."

They all looked out the window and, sure enough, there was Bulkhead, somehow hanging 50 feet in the air. "Bumblebee! My wrecking ball's stuck again!"

Skybolt sighed and got up. "Might as well get this over with."

We made our way to the shoot, but Optimus was still curious. "Do you ever get the feeling that you were built for more than just...repairing space bridges?"

"I got a diagnostics program that can delete that feeling like a bad line of code." Ratchet smirked. I rolled my optics and transformed.

Meanwhile, Bulkhead was still hanging from his wrecking ball 50 feet off the ground.

He looked down and swallowed. "I don't like heights, Bumblebee!"

"Cool your circuits, Bulkhead! I'm working as fast as I can. And you know there's no bot faster!" Bumblebee, a yellow minibot, yelled as he scaled the cliff that Bulkhead's wrecking ball was stuck on. Bumblebee transformed his left servo into a stinger and shot at the rocks around Bulkhead's wrecking ball to loosen them. He transformed his servo back and started kicking away the pieces he blasted.

"Hrgh... I think I'm gonna blow a gasket." Bulkhead groaned.

"Try to hold it in a little long-AH!" The entire hill collapsed, causing both Bulkhead and Bumblebee to go falling down towards the ground. "AAAHHHH!" they both yelled as they landed on the ground. It was then that Prime and Ratchet came driving up in their vehicle mode, Skybolt not far behind.

"Alright, what seems to be the problem?" Prime asked as they transformed to robot mode.

"I believe the technical term is 'bunch of big, honking rocks jamming space bridge.'" Bumblebee replied as they stood up.

"You know what I don't get?" Bulkhead grumbled. "Why would anyone want to transwarp to this All Spark-forsaken sector?"

"That's not the point, Bulkhead." Skybolt said.

"Skybolt's right. We have a job to do, no matter how thankless. All we need is the right tools and some teamwork." Prime drew his axe and started to hack away at the rocks that had fallen.

"Everyone lend a servo!"

"Bulkhead!" He hit the rocks, turning them into nothing but pebbles.

"Bumblebee!" He shot at the rocks with his stingers.

"Come on, Ratchet!" He used his electromagnets to stop the rocks from moving.

"Let's go, Skybolt!" She kicked and punched the rocks out of the way.

"You, too, Prowl!" Silence...

"Hey, where is Prowl?" Prime looked around.

A shuriken came flying out of the darkness, hit a rock, and flew back into the shadows.

"Just have to know the weak spots." Skybolt rolled her eyes and sighed. Her dad was always one for dramatics.

"Right. Next time, you might wanna give us a little more warning." Optimus sighed.

"That would just mess up my timing." Prowl dismissed.

Ratchet sighed. "Young bots. Can't live with 'em, can't melt 'em down for spare parts."

They all blinked and Bulkhead whispered to Bumblebee and Skybolt, "Why's he so grumpy all the time?"

"You'd be grumpy too if you had one servo in the scrapheap." Bumblebee whispered back. "OW!"

"I may have one servo in the scrapheap, but I can still hear!" Ratchet yelled.

"Alright," Optimus braced his foot on a rock. "I know we're out on here in the middle of nowhere on a thankless mission, but remember, we're all cogs in the great, big Autobot machine."

Prowl face-palmed. "Not this speech again."

'No kidding. He makes this speech 10 times a solar-cycle.' The rest of the team thought.

"A machine is better as whole, than any one component part." The asteroid they were on started shaking, but Optimus was too busy ranting to notice. The others sure did, and braced for the worst. "Together, we can move mountains!" The space bridge suddenly exploded, throwing everyone off their stabilizing servos. Prowl and Skybolt were able to gain their balance in the air but everyone else was thrown back

"Bad choice of words, Big Bot!" Bumblebee shouted at Prime.

Optimus' face mask covered his face and decided to make up for it. He shot a grappling hook at an asteroid above them and pulled Bumblebee out of the way of helm-hunting rocks. Then, he took out his energon axe and hit a big rock about to collide with Ratchet. It shattered into about a million pieces. Prowl's jets failed him at that moment but lucky for Prowl's body and unlucky for his ego, Skybolt caught him by the arm. While that was happening, Prime shot a net behind where Bulkhead was running away from a wave of rocks. Then, he elongated the handle of his axe and used it to vault another wave of rocks. He shot his grappling hook at the control panel and hit the power switch. Immediately, the rocks stopped trying to kill all of them.

Ratchet was fixing Bumblebee's arm while Prowl and Skybolt landed on the ground. Bulkhead's mouth was hanging open. Prowl strode over and closed his mouth. Skybolt whistled. "Impressive."

Bulkhead regained his composure and asked "Where'd you learn moves like that?"

Optimus put his axe away and replied sheepishly, "I trained at the... Autobot Academy."

Ratchet finished repairing Bumblebee's arm and looked up at Prime. "So, how'd an Academy bot wind up on a broken down maintenance crew?"

Bumblebee looked up at Optimus. "Yeah! Shouldn't you be leading the Cybertron Elite Guard or something?"

'If only you knew' Optimus thought.

Suddenly they were all bathed in bright blue light. The light was emanating from a fairly large rock. Optimus pulled out his axe. "Uh...I don't think that's such a good idea, Boss Bot." Bulkhead warned.

"PRIME! NO!" Ratchet yelled at him but he cut the rock open anyway.

There, sitting there looking very bright and innocent, was an orange box. "What is it?" Bulkhead asked.

"I don't know." Skybolt said. "Maybe we should take it back to the ship so the Doc Bot can check it out." She reached for it but Ratchet yelled "Leave it!" and she jerked back. "Or batter still, throw it back through the space bridge. This thing wasn't meant to be found."

"What's got you so spooked all of a sudden, Ratchet?" Optimus asked just as his com. link beeped.

"Teletraan-1 to Optimus Prime, Teletraan-1 to Optimus Prime. Unidentified aircraft entering this sector. Energy signature consists of Decepticon warship." a computerized femme voice said.

"Decepticons?" Optimus said. "That has to be a mistake. the Decepticons were destroyed centuries ago."

"Defeated, not destroyed." Ratchet corrected. "And we're not waiting for them to find it." He transformed to robot mode. "WHAT are you bots waiting for? An invitation? Load it up! Pronto!" Bulkhead and Bumblebee lifted the box into Ratchet's trunk.

"Wait Ratchet. Why the sudden urgency? What is this thing?" Optimus Prime asked.

There's no time let's move!" And with that, they all shot off towards the ship.

A/N: Done! Sorry, I just feel that Skystreak was too Mary-Sue, ya know?

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