THIS IS A PREVIEW! it may not be updated for some time, i just wanna see if its liked and whether i should continue it or not, so don't hold your breath on an update or something, cause you'll be six feet under in no time...

i'm finishing a few others before actually working on a new one -.-'

Chapter 1: the creation

"RATCHET!!!" Wheeljack screamed as he ran through the corridors of the ARK, he'd tried to comm. the medic but apparently he wasn't answering.

"WHAT?!" the loud booming voice of the CMO yelled from his quarters door, Wheeljack had ran past it seconds before and immediately backtracked and bounced up and down in the same spot

"I MADE SOMETHING AND IT DIDN'T BLOW UP!!" he exclaimed as the Medic groaned in annoyance

"What now Wheeljack?" he asked, pinching the bridge of his nose. Next thing he knew, Wheeljack was dragging him down to his lab.

"Lookie!" he grinned and opened the door. The darkened lab filled with light as the scientist moved his hand over the motion-censored lights.

"... What is that thing?" Ratchet asked in mild shock as his optics landed on a metal creature, its body

"Watch!" he grinned and moved closer "wakey-wakey phoenix," he spoke in a hushed voice as the small metal creature twitched and uncurled its long neck. Its optic covers opened slowly to show brilliantly glowing amber orbs. The creature tilted its head slightly to the left as it looked at its creator and the other white mech in the room

"Primus..." Ratchet breathed as it chirped quietly "what is it?" he asked as he moved closer

"I found a picture of one of these on the internet, humans call them Phoenix's... the design of it was just processor boggling so I had to try and create one in a Cybertronian image, isn't she beautiful?" he asked softly as Ratchet blinked in surprise

"It's a she?" he asked as Wheeljack nodded and walked up to the red and orange coloured metallic bird.

"She can't stand up properly yet as her legs aren't strong enough... but think about it, with a little size altercation and sturdier legs... she could be a prime fighter in the Autobot army, an aerial attack that even the jet trio wouldn't be able to avoid!" Wheeljack explained eagerly

"And how would you get these size altercations and sturdier legs?" Ratchet asked dryly, already having his suspicions on what the scientists' answer would be. Wheeljack's face suddenly became sheepish and he started fidgeting whilst the small bird curled back up and 'cooed' softly.

"... I was hoping you and Perceptor could maybe help me with it... she's not blown up yet so that's a good thing and she registers what's around her and she can distinguish who I am!" he babbled excitedly, Ratchet knew what Wheeljack had created was something very unique and a once in a lifetime creation. Ratchet took a long sigh and knelt down in front of the creature only to have it peek up at him then squeak and bury its head in its wings.

"Shy?" he asked as Wheeljack nodded

"She came on-line about an hour ago, she only knows me," he explained smiling under his mask, his head fins flashing along with his speech.

"She is a very beautiful creature... I'll see what I can do," Ratchet smiled as Wheeljack's optics flashed brighter in appreciation, then Ratchet found Wheeljack hugging him "that doesn't mean you can hug me.... lemme go!" he struggled as Wheeljack laughed and let go. "So you called her Phoenix then?" he asked as Wheeljack nodded happily

"Yeah, I think it fits cause that's what she is!" he grinned as the small bird looked up again and tried to stand up, only to wobble and almost fall off the table, Wheeljack quickly caught her and held her securely in his arms as she chirped and snuggled up to his chest before slipping into recharge.

"She acts just like a sparkling!" Ratchet gasped as Wheeljack smiled and held the small bird close to him.

"Like I said, she only just came on-line..." Wheeljack smiled behind his mask as he heard the bird chirp and make small quiet noises in her sleep.

"You should show Jazz, he'd be ecstatic" Ratchet chuckled as Wheeljack shrugged and sat down, keeping a secure hold on his newest creation

"She wouldn't be ready for it. You know I think she may be sentient," he mumbled as Ratchet frowned

"What makes you think that?" Ratchet asked as Wheeljack looked down at the bird

"She recharges like us... she 'talks' in her own bird-like way, she can move without being told to... and she acted shy when she saw you... I think she can actually think for herself," he explained as Ratchet frowned

"How did you make her?" he asked curiously as Wheeljack repeated his shrugging gesture

"I'm not sure to be honest; one moment I'm bored in my quarters looking through the internet... the next I'm creating this little thing... I don't really recall what steps I took, I should have wrote them down." he replied sheepishly

"I'll go find Perceptor... you keep her safe ok?" Ratchet smiled as he nodded and held the snoozing 'sparkling' close to his chest. "Oh... and if we do this, she won't act like what she does now, you know that right?" he asked, stopped just short of the door as Wheeljack frowned

"What do you mean?" he questioned

"She'll have matured... I don't know if she'll be able to talk... but her body and actions will mature as if she grew up naturally, do you want that?" he asked as Wheeljack looked down at the peacefully sleeping bird

"... If the cons attack... and she's still just a sparkling... there's no telling what they'll do to her. She's such a beautiful little thing and I really just don't want to see her in their hands... so yeah, I want it to happen." he nodded as Ratchet nodded, understanding where his old friend was coming from... the Cons had done terrible things to the sparklings and femmes on Cybertron... finding one more femme and sparkling in one on earth as pure and innocent as this newly sparked being... it was just best for the little bird to grow up quick.

"Then I'll go find Perceptor." Ratchet nodded and walked out.

"Phoenix," Wheeljack whispered as the birds long neck uncurled and stretched up so it could face him optic to optic, its head tilted to the side slightly "soon you'll be all grown up and strong" he spoke softly as she chirped and nuzzled his neck with her short and metallic orange beak as if to say 'thank you'.