TAKES PLACE BEFORE THE EPISODE "Flying Mind", basically before Starscream's clones planned to kill Megatron.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Transformers characters in the TFP series, nor do I claim ownership of any kind towards anything trademarked. This story is just for fun and isn't connected to the true lore behind the franchise. The only things I own are the OCs.

Author's Note: I'm a very huge fan of the Transformers franchise, and my absolute favorite series is Transformers Prime. I mean I can watch the whole series any freaking time that I want! I've already watched it 5 times on Netflix, and that's not counting the other times I've watched it on the HUB... sadly when the HUB died, I figured that was the end of this series being on TV, and I was right. Also, I wasn't at all satisfied with Robots in Disguise, to me it was a sad reminder that a good series always was a terrible follow-up series... it's just bound to happen... So here I am typing up a story that I've been sitting on for a VERY long time, I have been avoiding publishing this since the series ended in 2013... yeah I had the whole thing in a notebook that I kept with me, and I gotta say I've still got a ton of grammar mistakes that need to be adjusted. So yes the story is 100% completed, all I gotta do is type up the whole thing, and post it here. Also to address, if the format looks weird, it's because I use Google docs, and refuse to purchase dis stupid Office, cuz I'm cheap and like free things.

also to note: this story does contain OCs, and a complete story change... yes I actually re-wrote the story, and that also means I changed the past, leading up to this point. You'll soon find out what I changed, and how some parts actually reflect other Transformer's series and comic books. I mean, I've read some of the comic books, and I'm vaguely familiar with the real canon lore, but I kinda scrapped all that and made my own, by using those stories as inspiration fuel. huehuehue please don't hate me because I re-wrote the story to my liking... yeah...whelp I won't keep you reading my random words anymore... just go and read the story... (O_o)

Summary:
It is said that the spark is what defines a Cybertronian. It is the personality, it is who they are, what they are, and what creates the feeling that they have for each other. But, what if you were to revive a spark? Would the bot you brought back to life, still be the same, or would they become a completely different entity? That is a mystery all on its own, and a mystery no one can explain.

Chapter 1: Distress

A storm looms in the sky outside the Nemesis, giving the warship a menacing silhouette in the clouds. The entryway to the Nemesis' command deck automatic doors opened, with a viss, as a large gunmetal grey mech walks through, his glowing red optics looking around at all the busy Eradicons.

"Soundwave, you asked for my presence? Does this meeting have to deal with the location of the Iacon relics?" Megatron asked in his searing voice, Soundwave simply shook his helm, displaying an image on his visor, an image of a beacon's frequency.

"I see that you've discovered a Decepticon emergency beacon on this planet's moon? Why hasn't this been discovered until now?" Megatron asked suspiciously.

Soundwave turned around and on the overhead display, a larger image of the beacon in red, contrasting against the displays purple-toned background.

Megatron raised an optic ridge, "Hmm I see, thank you Soundwave for clearing up this disturbance. So the beacon wasn't active until now, but the question is… why?" Megatron just looked at the display, a servo on his chin.

"This could be an elaborate hoax, set up by some unknown assailant to deceive us, nonetheless that is a Decepticon distress beacon. We better investigate before the Autobots detect the signal." Megatron turned around, walking towards the large doorway exiting the command room. But before he left he spoke out loud towards his communication chief.

"Soundwave set the Nemesis' course towards the moon, and meet me on the flight deck," Megatron ordered. "Also would you notify Dreadwing, for this is a more pressing matter than supervising an Energon mine.", he stated, as the door closed behind him, leaving Soundwave to himself.

{Meanwhile- Autobot base}

It was an average Saturday evening, at the Autobot base. Ratchet was experimenting on something in the corner of the base, Arcee and Bulkhead were out for recon, Optimus was in his office researching more about the Iacon relics, and Raf, Miko, Jack, and Bumblebee were watching the Aliens movie.

*beee weee eeekk!* Bumblebee buzzed ducking behind the couch, the kids were sitting on.

"Whoa Bee! It's just a movie!" Raf said surprised.

"Oh yeah, don't worry Bumblebee those aliens aren't even real," Jack reassured, giving Bumblebee a smile, but just as he was about to calm down-

"Or are they!?", Miko jumped up, "Not too long ago we thought giant robots were only an anime thing, maybe they're actually real! Who knows! Those Xenos could be crawling right under our noses!" Miko exclaimed, making spooky ghost noises.

Bumblebee's back doors drooped, his blue optics grew wide and dim of fear, it was as if he's yellow color began to pale. That moment, before Jack and Raf, could tell Miko to stop scaring the young scout, with ridiculous stories, the Autobots comlink when off.

"PRIME!" Agent Fowler's signature line, blared through the quiet base, making not only Bumblebee jump in fear, but Miko as well, who slipped and fell onto her back. Ratchet who was the only calm one there walked passed the young scout and the children with a scoff and activated the com.

"Yes Agent Fowler, what is your urgent news?" Ratchet asked while Optimus walked into the main part of the base, looking around unamused.

"I've been given word that a massive alien warship has been spotted, near close proximity of the National Space Station," Fowler informed.

"Where is its exact location in your orbit?" Optimus asked.

"Well Prime, the Space Station is orbiting close to the moon, but the people who run the Pentagon, aren't fond of anything obstructing its orbit, neither is NASA." Fowler informed.

"Pish posh! What would the Decepticons want in your primitive space-" Before Ratchet could finish his sentence, a ping showed up on the global radar? Ratchet's optics grew wide, as he pinpointed the signal to be coming from Earth's moon.

"Impossible…" Ratchet began.

"A Cybertronian distress beacon… of Decepticon origins." Optimus remarked, glaring at the signal.

"Uh, Earth to Prime! What's going on over there?" Agent Fowler asked.

"Agent Fowler, it seems that the Decepticons have no interest in your Space Station, but rather a distress beacon, that resonates from your Earth's moon." Optimus foretold, causing the kids, Bumblebee, and Agent Fowler to stop what they were doing, and look at him with interest.

"No way… more Decepticons…" Raf gasped.

"That's bad right?" Jack asked.

"No duh Jack," Miko said sarcastically.

Agent Fowler, on his end, just looked flabbergasted, the news causing him to rub his forehead, "Is there anything that you can do to stop the Cons from getting anywhere near that beacon?" Agent Fowler asked.

"Unfortunately Agent Fowler, our ground bridge still has substantial damage from the scraplet infestation, and attempting to jump that far into your orbit may cause a serious malfunction in the bridge's mainframe. Not even supercharging it to max proficiency, can mend the issue." Ratchet said solemnly.

"Then what are we going to do about the Cons, let them moon dance on the moon, while we're here, in the nose bleed, watching the show?", Agent Fowler asked, a bit uneasy.

"Sadly Agent Fowler, it seems as if we're just going to have to endure the outcome. We have no means of apprehending the Decepticons, nor do we possess a reliable transport to safety intercept the Nemesis.", Optimus admitted, "However the outcome we will try our best to keep your fellow humans away from harm.", Optimus reassured.

"I hope you're right Prime, if the Cons expands their ranks, I pray by the star-spangled banner, that you can handle the new workload, Fowler out.", Agent Fowler stated with a slight growl to his voice, making Optimus look to the side as if second-guessing himself.

Ratchet turned around to face the Prime, his optics glowing a dimmed blue, "What are we going to do Optimus? Who knows what kind of artifacts or weapons or whatever that beacon leads to, we could possibly be so vastly outnumbered that Megatron will have all the resources he needs to conquer this planet, within a megacycle." Ratchet shuddered, putting a servo over his faceplate.

Optimus put a servo on Ratchet's shoulder, "Ratchet, my old friend, I know that receiving this bad news has caused you, and those affected by it, great concern…", Optimus paused, to only look at the Bumblebee and the kids, whose faces showed that of fear. "Whatever the outcome, I swear that I will protect every last one of you… even if that means the extinguishment of my spark.", Optimus spoke solemnly, walking away back to his office, leaving everyone in a shroud of silence.

[doo dee doo!]

The Autobots coms went off, causing everyone to jump literally out of their skins/metal, "Arcee to base, Bulk and I are heading back from recon." Arcee informed, but nobody dared to move.

"Hello? Anyone there?" Arcee asked, with a tinge of concern in her voice.

Ratchet who was still dazed, shook his helm, turning around to face the monitors, "Apologies about that Arcee, do you require a ground bridge?" Ratchet sighed, but before Arcee could answer, they heard the sound of engines echo down the entranceway.

Both Blue femme and green mech, transformed and walked to the center of the base. "What's going on around here?" Bulkhead asked, walking over to Miko who's always happy face, was more depressed than ever.

"Ratchet? What's going on?" Arcee looked around, "And why do all of you look as if something bad happened…" Arcee has her servos on her hips, looking at Ratchet who was a loss for words. "Well?" she persisted.

"Arcee…" Jack spoke up, "This may be a little hard to take in…" Jack said nervously, making Arcee and Bulkhead raise an optic ridge.

{Meanwhile- Decepticons}

Megatron stood still, with his arms behind his back, staring at the moon, as the Nemesis got adjusted to the orbit. The artificial atmosphere that surrounded the warship, allowed Megatron to hear the sound of Soundwave's pedes, as he walked across the flight deck.

"Ah Soundwave, glad you made it." Megatron greeted, still staring at the moon, "You have the exact coordinates of the beacon's location?" Megatron asked, not even looking at Soundwave, who simply nodded his head.

"Good, let's waste no time, and investigate shall we?" Megatron beseeched, transforming into his Cybertronian jet alt mode, then flying off with Soundwave by his side.

{Meanwhile- Autobots}

Arcee and Bulkhead sat down slumped over, on some crates, as they absorbed the information given to them. Arcee was shaking her helm, while Bulk stared off as if thinking.

"Hold up, why give up now? Yeah, the ground bridge can't take us to the moon, but you guys forgot one factor!" Bulkhead said with a tinge of bewilderment.

"And what would that be Bulk? It's not like we have a spare transport ship lying around." Arcee scolded.

"But we do have a ship! The Jack Hammer!" Bulkhead exclaimed.

"Wheeljack!" Miko popped up from her seat, her eyes glistening.

"Yeah, that old 'Con crusher can definitely take us to the moon, and stop Megatron!" Bulkhead said with glee.

Ratchet looked to the side, grumbling at the fact that he'd have to deal with Wheeljack's recklessness… again… but he knew that Wheeljack might be the Autobots last hope in apprehending the Decepticons.

Ratchet sighed, "Bulkhead… give him a call, I'll go have a word with Optimus…" Ratchet hesitated, moving away from the console, and beckoned the green wrecker over.

With a fist pump, Bulkhead walked over to the console, typed in commands, and the screen then displayed an image of the infamous Wrecker, as it sent out the call.

"Yell'o!?" Wheeljack's voice came through.

"Jackie!" Bulkhead greeted.

"Bulkhead! How's it going, partner? What's up with the unexpected call?" Wheeljack questioned.

"We need a ride, the 'Cons are headed to the moon, to answer a Decepticon distress signal and-…" Bulkhead informed before he was cut off,

"-and you don't want them to find out what it leads to, I get, I get! The Jackhammer is ready to fly… but this begs the question… what's wrong with your bridge? Don't tell me ol' Doc Bot hasn't fixed it yet?", Wheeljack mocked, devilishly grinning on his end, waiting for a response, but nothing.

"Uh… hello?" Wheejack asked, "Anyone there?", he asked again, nervous this time.

"Wheeljack." Optimus' iconic voice announced through the com-link, causing the wrecker to frown.

"I've been given word that you are willing to provide transport for the team, transmit your coordinates for a ground bridge, and prepare for take-off." the Prime informed, and with that followed silence.

"Well, Scrap…" Wheeljack sighed, getting up from his seat, and exiting his ship, to await team Prime's ground bridge.

I know that the first chapter was kinda... well it's frackin' short... I could've combined this chapter with the second, but I chose to keep it the way it originally wrote it. Other than that, I thank you for reading this, hopefully, the second chapter is up by the time you guys read this, if not I probably have no clue how to 'update' it... so please leave a comment on what you think. Other than that, Thanks for reading! \(^o^)/

ps... I like cliffhangers... don't hate me...

pss... I was super terrified posting this, cuz I kinda have my doubts... I know that I said that this story is 100% done, but all of these edits, and all of these grammar fixes... please don't hate me if it takes me a long time to update.

Edit:2020; Don't mind me. I've got some more editing to do! hehehehehe