Authors Notes: thanks for waiting for the next one. This takes place at the same time as "If Thats What it Takes". Hope you all like it.

RP1

Leagal Stuff: I dont own the TF's. Only doing this for amusement, so please dun sue.

Runaway: Prolog

I knew that the two of them were standing there watching me leave. I knew that I should go back and ask some one for help. I knew that just like every single Autobot would do the best they could to help Prime get his Angel back, they would also help me. I knew all of these things and still I hit the accelerator and tore my way out of the desert leaving them behind.

Prime would understand what I was doing. But being who he was there was no way that any of those under his command would ever do anything except insist that they be allowed to help him in his search. My self on the other hand, I was important but no where near as much as Optimus. Thankfully that granted me some autonomy that he would never know, and that I was grateful for.

To be perfectly honest I knew that I had to get my self as far away from that evil monster as possible. I have never in my life been compelled to do what I wanted to do to him. I have been labeled as easy going and fun loving. Told time and time again by those that I work with and by those I love that I was almost impossible to anger. Dr. Archevil found a way to anger me that morning.

It's hard for me to believe that what he had done did not register with Optimus. But then again, Prime strives to see the best in the vilest of people. So it would never have occurred to him that a human could do something like that to another human being. Maybe I have a darker side, maybe I don't have the faith in people that Prime has.

The moment that miserable excuse for a scientist mentioned the girls, I saw it. It was a leer of deep and perverse satisfaction. It was a look that spoke volumes to me and told me all I really needed to know about what had taken place. It was something that made Nine million human years of war boil to the surface of my energon and explode. I wanted to kill him. I wanted his body crushed underneath my foot so that I would know for certain that he would never, EVER be able to hurt anyone that way ever again.

I knew that man was evil, only someone who was utterly with out morals could invent the Hypno-chips in the first place. What I didn't know was that he was perverted monster. The type of monster that would look at someone innocent and beautiful and see only something he could get amusement out of.

So I left, I left and headed out. At first like I said, I just needed to get as far away from the place as I could. I spent two nights just sitting at a truck stop trying to calm down and come to terms. Then I began to wonder about what we had been told. The girls had been brainwashed into thinking that we were dead.

So what would Alyssa do if she had thought that I was dead? She would run, not out of weakness but out of a need to keep her self from hurting anyone else in her misery. The issue was finding out where the woman that I loved had gone.

That would turn out to be the easy part. Like any one who had lost someone that they loved I had a feeling that she would go back to the place she felt the safest. She would go some where that she loved and would try her best to get away from the pain. She would go home.

And so that's where I'm at now, making my way across the country and headed to Texas. I didn't know what to expect or what I was going to find there in the long run. All I could think of as I drove away was that there had to be a chance of me finding Alyssa some how. That she was still alive, that I knew deep in my spark that if she had truly been gone I would sense it. She was out there and I would find her. I would find her and I would make those that had caused her to runaway from me pay for what they had done. I hoped and wished that Prime would find his lover as well and that all would be well. But what I wanted most was to do this one on my own. To prove to my self that I WOULD be there when she needed me and that I would find my little Runaway.