Here is the final chapter of Paradox. There will probably be a sequel, but I don't know when. Enjoy! And tell me what you think!

"Koji Onishi!" TA-I shrieked, surprising everybody.

"TA-I! What's wrong?" Prowl asked as they gathered around.

Koji grinned up at them and they looked to the computer screen as words appeared. "Oh, she just found out who the program is."

"You?!" the Autobots gasped.

"Yep. And here is where I'm hidden!"

TA-I slapped him hard. Then she blinked in surprise. "Hey! I can touch you!"

"Yes," Koji replied with a smirk. "And I must say that that hurt. Nice one."

"Hmph. Did anybody else know about it?"

"Yes. Two people."

"Who? Tell me so I can hurt them!"

"Sky-Byte."

"Oh, well he's a Predacon. Can't be helped. And?"

Side Burn began edging out as Koji gave her the answer. She looked angry. "Side Burn!"

"I'm outta here!"

TA-I slammed the door in his face. "I will make you regret not telling me."

"Yeah?" Side Burn challenged. "Well it can't be as bad as what Koji would do to me if I had."

There was laughter as she agreed then TA-I powered down, ready to be uploaded into the new ship that Koji had made from the Autobot's old one and the Megastar. Wedge was the only one trusted with carrying her chip. They stood outside to say goodbye to their friends. Koji embraced his family, forcing himself to be composed.

"We'll see you soon, right?" Kiko said.

"Yeah. Sooner than I'll see you."

"Time crunch, dear," Kenneth said in answer to his wife's confused expression.

They kissed him and he stretched out and boarded, sitting down in the rec room. Time seemed to stretch and shrink at the same time. He was jolted out of his thoughts by a hard jerk. He sat bolt upright, looking around.

"Calm down, Koji," Side Burn said. "It's just us leaving Earth's atmosphere."

"Paradox. I am not on Earth, so nobody is allowed to call me Koji," the boy said fiercely.

"Okay."

"Tell the Autobots. We don't have to worry about the Predacons. They already call me Paradox."

He settled back down, staring blankly at the table The poor boy was already homesick, and he began to cry. It was one thing to be homesick in another country. But what about another planet? He felt horrible. Arms wrapped around him, one on each side. He looked up to see Optimus and Megatron, who each wiped away a tear.

"I remember when we first left Cybertron," Megatron said. "Nobody wanted to go back…and yet they did. There were a lot of tears shed."

"Indeed," Optimus said. "If you need to talk, Paradox, you can talk to anybody here, do you understand?"

"Yes, sir."

"And I want everybody here to keep in mind that Paradox is, in fact, a sparkling!" Megatron said sternly. "Yes, he's on our level most of the time, but that doesn't mean he won't have his sparkling moments. Am I understood?"

There was a chorus of 'Yes, sir!' Paradox felt better at that. He smiled and wiped his eyes. Megatron mussed his hair affectionately.

"Now, who wants a little high-grade?"

"No, Megatron. We're on a ship," Optimus replied.

"Fine, blue fizzy then!"

"I'd rather have green," Side Burn said.

"Well, it's made to order, now isn't it?" Paradox quipped.

Everybody cheered, and, though they headed to war on their home planet, they were content for the time being to spend time with their friends.