Me: I am so sorry for the long silence, but I'm back from training for the Amry Reserve. I did not make it, that type of life is not for me. Only 1% of people manage to get in.

But I'm back now and I know what I want to do in my life. First things first is updating this story. Hope you like this chapter!

Now, please enjoy the chapter.


Vision or Dream - *Talking*
Cybertronian speaking - "Talking"
Comm Link Bot/Con/Human/Over Video - "talking"


With Abelia

Abelia sighed, breathing deeply as hot water surrounded her in the tub. Her eyes were closed, her head resting against the headrest that Epps put on the edge of the tub. It was something he got for his wife when she was pregnant for her head to rest against while taking a bath.

After having four kids, the woman probably deserves a lot of baths.

But the ache in her legs has faded, she felt a whole lot better after getting something to eat and drink. She also fell asleep for about three hours in the room she was given. She woke up and made a beeline to the bathroom.

She opened her eyes, held her breath, and dunk herself into the water. She rubbed her hair, pulling her hands through it, getting all the dirt and grime out of it. She lifted herself out of the water, shaking her head clear and taking a breath.

Abelia couldn't believe her life now. Started having weird dreams, brought a car that turned out into an alien robot, met other aliens robots, became part of an alien war, became friends with the Autobots, befriended Will and his men, became the Allspark, discovered she was part Cybertronian, got disowned, became the Autobots spokesperson, and learns Optimus and her are now siblings because of the Allspark.

What a spin the last couple of days turned out to be.

She raised her hands, looking at the wet water socking them, picturing the power of the Allspark following through her. It was wild, raw and she couldn't believe that power was now hers.

Focusing on her power, she tried bringing it forth. Minutes went by as she struggled and she was sure she was sweating despite being wet. Nothing happened during this time and she was sure nothing would, but she kept trying anyway.

Then she saw sparks appearing between her fingers and grinned. She kept up her thought process, humming a little tune. To her shock, the sparks kept being more pronounced. She hummed a little louder, the sparks calming and flowing around her hands.

"It appears my power of Allspark," Abelia sang softly, "Either loves hearing me sing or becomes calmer at my voice."

She sat there in the tub, humming as she watched the Allspark flow between her fingers. As she was doing this, she thought she heard voices speaking.

"Power...Allspark...Chosen."

"Gift...Her...Heart...Soul."

"Why...Chosen...Her...Power."

"Our...Sis...Lost...Fault."

She frowned, looking around, trying to find the voices speaking. They were speaking in Cybertronian, she knows that. But as quick as they came, they were gone.

Abelia called the sparks back into her as she got up. Optimus would know, maybe at least.

She drained the tub and grabbed a towel, drying herself off. She walked out of the bathroom, grabbing her clothes and putting them on. She went to the door but paused before grabbing the handle.

If she and Optimus have a bond, then does that mean she could talk to him through it? Deciding on her next course of action, she turned and sat on the bed that was in the room. It was comfortable, despite looking like a cheap thing at the store.

She closed her eyes and started searching for the bond Optimus spoke of. It didn't take her long to find it and when she did, tugged on it. Alertness flooded through Optimus's end and she grinned.

"Hello there Optimus."

Chuckling, Optimus answered, "Hello, there Abelia. You sure did learn this fast."

"Well, it sure is great to talk to you like this, brother."

Abelia couldn't expense enough joy over the fact she has a brother now, the feeling seeming over to Optimus. Optimus chuckled, ignoring the feeling being called brother reminded him of, and instead focused on Abelia's joy.

Abelia, however, could feel the sadness coming from Optimus. "Optimus, you alright?"

Optimus thought about it for a second. "I suppose you should know. I'm in Hanger 5. Meet me there. This is something that should be told face-to-face."

"Okay, on my way. I have something to say as well."

Opening her eyes, Abelia walked out of the room and headed down the path to Hanger 5. She memorized where all the Autobots were and how to get to them, for numerous reasons. She also memorized how to get to the Soldiers and Will.

Once in the hanger, she saw Optimus in his truck form. As she walked up to him, Optimus transformed, sitting down near the wall. Optimus offered a hand to Abelia, who accepted, climbing up onto his hand. Optimus brought Abelia up to his knee. Abelia climbed off Optimus's hand, sitting down on his knee.

Optimus about how he was going to start and decided to start at the beginning, like how all good stories start.

"Cybertron was a peaceful planet. War no longer a problem, but battles between others were a thing. My kind, and yours, lived their days to the fullest, working and thriving. But despite being a peaceful planet, Cybertron was far from being good. At the cost of the blood of their own beings and forced servitude of those in the lower rank.

In the past, far in Cybertron's history, those in the higher rank helped those in the lower rank. They would protect them, shelter them, aid them. But as time went on, those in the high rank forgot as they were replaced or died out. High rankers only cared for themselves and entertainment by their own means. The weak meant nothing to them because they believed the weak were nothing, they only were only there to keep Cybertron from felling apart.

Those in the lower rank suffered. They worked hard and sometimes got little to earn. Mistakes could leave them without any job and they would have to resort to other means to get the credits they needed and to get the Energon they needed. They were forced to learn how to protect themselves, forced to learn how to survive under the control of the High Rank and the High Council.

The High Council was created to help the Prime protect Cybertron, but ever since a Prime died and no other Prime was chosen, the High Council took control. They chose Primes that fit their needs and their values. Cybertron ended up in a dictatorship under their rule.

The High Council believed the needs of the many outweighed the needs of the few, and the many they favored was those in the High Rank. Everyone lived what the High Council thought they should live. Those who fought against them were killed or ended up missing or sent to the Gladiator Arena to be killed.

But the numbers who wanted something done were raising. They were growing too much for the High Council to control or force down. It forced the High Council into a standstill with the current Prime, who was in on their views. Even with Sentinal Prime in their favor, the High Council could not regain control. The violence was growing. Enforcers had to choose to follow their orders to suppress or join the problem they were ordered to bring down."

"Where were you doing this," Abelia asked, leaning into her seat as she listens to Optimus's story.

"During this time as Orion Pax, I was at the Icon Hall of Records. Since my former Sire forced me from his home, I never called that place home, I lived with Alpha Trion since he took me in. Alpha Trion told me stories of Cybertronians history. I became fascinated and changed my job to that of a Clerk, Librarian in your words. Through the years, I learned much about Cybertronians history. When Cybertronians began to rebel, I got concerned about a war breaking out.

Alpha Trion saw my concern and sent me to where the Rebels were under the guise of recording history. As a Clerk, that was a perfect cover for me. I met many mechs and femmes there, some of who later became Autobots. But I also met Megatronus there."

"Megatronus," Abelia mumbled, knowing who that was.

"I spoke to Megatronus. We had a connection, for we both hated the way our kind lived and we both knew a lot of Cybertronians would not rest until they got their freedom. We had many who rallied behind us, many who wanted their point known. We spoke to many, learning their stories. But as I spoke to minimize the shred of Energon, I noticed Megatronus seemed to encourage it. I found out he was leading attacks on the High Council and the innocent as well.

This drove a wedge between us. Me not wanting a war and him wanting to create one. When all us Rebels, what we were labeled, gathered together before the High Council and the rest of Cybertron to speak our minds, Megatronus declared that he would gladly use force on the High Council and Sentinal Prime down to take control. He wanted the System of Ranks removed, he wanted to be the next Prime, and all who followed him will gain their freedom. He said he would kill to get want he wanted. Being a Gladiator, he knew how to kill and many were in a panic to join him to prevent themselves from getting killed."

"What happened," Abelia asked, feeling the sadness come from Optimus as he told the story.

"I spoke up," Optimus stated, "I said violence will solve nothing, that the fighting would not stop nor would our pain, only make it worse, that war would not be the way. We had to change with our time and find a new compromise. Nothing would be solved with violence or being like those we hate. I reminded them of Cybertronian's early days, where everyone was always battling and violence was always a thing and no one saw eye to eye. We were on a path we had to get off less we destroyed ourselves. Using violence to end violence would only create more.

My words made Alpha Trion proud for standing up against the High Council and the Prime. The High Council and Sentinal Prime were not moved by my words and they angered Megatronus. But they did move the rest of the Cybertronians, Rebel's and not alike. They weren't the only ones moved.

A burst of white light appeared in front of me. Everyone saw the white light, but I saw Primus. He said that he was moved by my words, that my spark was a rare thing to see, to come by. He stated that I would be named the next Prime. I was shocked. Primus only chose Thirteen Primes before he stopped. Now I was next because he saw something in me. I remember seeing Alpha Trion look so proud of me and the few friends I had cheered for me.

But Megatronus was enraged, he felt betrayed. He swore vengeance on me for taking what he saw as his, promising to do what he said with the Rebel's that chose to follow him. Over half the Rebel's stayed with him, the rest stayed with me.

Day's passed, I was being trained by a reluctantly Sentinal Prime under Alpha Trion's eye as well as being trained by others. Megatronus, leading his fraction with his Decepticons, started attacking cities, towns, other Cybertronians. He attacked and killed members of the High Council. Everyone was scared, no one knew what to do. I wanted to stop the war that was on the verge of breaking out.

After the first day, I left to speak to Megatronus, to get him to stop, to talk him out of his actions. However, he was far too gone for me to reach. He could be swayed, nothing I would say or could say would snap him of his plans. And when he broke our bond and attacked me...," Optimus stopped, shakenly breathing for the memory was still painful for him.

Abelia gasped, Optimus's emotions flowing over to her in waves. He was sad, more than that. Whatever happened hurt Optimus. It was painful for him, it was torture for him to remember, it was a trama. And she had a feeling what 'Megatronus' tried to do.

"He nearly killed me," Optimus finished sounding heavy, "He left me lying there, saying his name was now what they called him as a Gladiator, Megatron. I couldn't move my body besides a hand, I could only just barely see out of one optic, and I was leaking Energon. I really thought I would offline out there. With help so far away. I really thought I would die.

Something told me to keep fighting, not to die. That I had thing's to do, important thing's and help the many who needed me. I held on, fighting to survive. Alpha Trion, who held a Sire bond with me, felt that I was close to death, had led a rescue party to search for me. When they patched me up and brought me to a Medic, I remember many fear-filled faces.

I saw then that they were counting on me and that Megatron would never stop. After I healed, I sought out others to teach me to fight, to wield a blade, to shoot. When Megatron attacked with his newly named Decepticons. I fought back with my own side, the Autobots. Again and Again, Megatron attacked and we defended who and what we could.

I was gaining more Autobot's and as I did, I told them I do not follow the System of Ranks and despised it. The surviving members of the High Council and Sentinal Prime did not like that, they hated the fact I hated the system. Sentinal Prime left me the moment he could, for he knew my rank and refused to follow me. I couldn've cared any less when not following the System of Ranks everyone was brought closer, they were getting closer.

During one of the battles, I was enveloped in light. I remember screaming because it hurt, but when it died down, I was no longer Orion Pax, I was Optimus Prime. It told everyone that Sentinal Prime was dead and I was the Prime now. I led the Autobot's the best I could, saved what I could, saved what I could and who. But Cybertron became a war ground. There was barely any Energon, bodies of our fallen did not decay, the Golden color faded to black, buildings were destroyed, our planet was now a barren war ground. The War led to a militia's worth of fighting, and our race was no longer at a high number.

I sent the Allspark off-world to protect it and left Cybertron in the care of those I trust to find it. Bumblebee, Jazz, Ironhide, Ratchet, and I spent many years searching for it. We thought we would never find it, or that the Decepticons would ger it first. I've sent Bumblebee ahead to scout Earth and when he reported Decepticons, we knew that we had to head there."

"Then you met me," Abelia said.

"You were a shock. The races that met us before either ran away or were very hesitant around us. Yet you walked right up to us, even seeing what the Decepticons did. You've shown William Lennox and his men and others that we can be trusted. Without you, I don't think we would've gotten this far. You helped us with your visions and just by being yourself."

Abelia blushed, "I only did what I believed to be right."

"And what you did made the Allspark choose you."

"Same for what Primus did for you."

"Thank you, Abelia," Optimus said, warmth seeping through the bond to Abelia.

Abelia hummed, feeling the warmth. Optimus was done with his story, but she could feel that he was still somewhat upset. To get his mind off it, she decided to ask him now about the voices she heard.

"Well, as I was bathing and singing, which I found that the Allspark likes hearing me sing because it flows instead of sparking, but I heard voices. I heard two different voices talking about the Allspark something about being chosen, and a 'her'."

Optimus didn't answer, so Abelia took that as a sign that he might be thinking, she was right about that. He was thinking about the voices Abelia said she heard, to see if he could place them with what he knew. He thought about the tales he heard and read about the Allspark and its power.

Some Vessel's said that they could hear voices, but only for a small period. They were years in with their power, but Abelia only recently got hers literally hours ago. Abelia was turning more into a mystery as time went on.

"I don't know how to answer that. Some Vessel's could hear voices, but they were years into their power," Optimus explained.

"And I just got mine," Abelia stated.

"That's what I thought," Optimus said.

Abelia leaned back, sighing. She could feel a cough coming, but forced it away. She did not want to risk a coughing fit, nor did she feel like it has one at the moment.

Abelia toyed around with the bond she could feel with Optimus, wanting to see if he would do the same. After a couple, Optimus tugged back, copying her. Abelia chuckled, doing it again, but did the 1-3-2 knock in tugs instead. Optimus copied her again, provoking Abelia to laugh and Optimus to chuckle. They stayed that way for a while, going back and forth in tugging and knocking on their bond. Eventually, they stepped, chuckling filling the cabin.

"Thank you," Abelia paused, thinking about her next course of action, "Orion."

Optimus was startled at hearing his given first name come out of his newly bonded sister's mouth. But seeing how nervous she was about it meant she didn't know how she thought he would react.

"Thank you, Lavender," Optimus said.

"Lavender," Abelia blinked.

"My kind's, our kind's, translation for your name. One of them at least."

Abelia groaned, resting her head against the dashboard. She just realized something with what Optimus said.

"You know what I just realized?"

"What?"

"I'm going to be schooled about Cybertron and learn its language and everything," Abelia groaned.

Optimus laughed, his semi-truck form making a rumbling sound. Abelia lifted her head to glare at the dash.

"Worry not, for you have us to teach you. We'll help you understand your other side."

Abelia smiled, "Thanks. I'm gonna need it. Oh," Abelia leaned back, a thought coming to her, "Got any tips for being a liaison?"

Optimus hummed, thinking back to experience and watching others.

"Well, the first thing you do is control yourself. Some will try to get a rise out of you. Don't show fear, anger, or sadness, anything like that, and don't be over-energetic. Control your emotions. Don't hide behind a mask or be emotionless. Don't lash out in anger or physical contact, or show tears. If your gonna fight back or lash back, know what to say back to the one you are speaking to. Know your opposition. It won't be easy. Some thing's I can't teach you or show you, you'll have to learn on your own. Experience sometimes is the only teacher."

Abelia nodded. She had to control herself and not lash out, rather find an alternative. That she could understand and she would learn while doing so as Optimus said. She just couldn't do what she did with Bumblebee and storm off.

"Got it. I can't promise I won't explode after the whole talk."

Optimus laughed, Abelia joining in. She was thankful that Optimus didn't bring up the stress thing. She didn't think Optimus did want to bring it up either.

A knock on the window made Abelia jump and Optimus rumble, their laughter ceasing, Will's head popped up, a grin on his face. Abelia sighed as the window rolled down. Will chuckled, knowing that he startled the both of them.

"You know what you did," Abelia grumbled, "What do you want?"

"The meeting with the World Council is going to start in thirdly minutes. I've been sent to get you, Abelia. I saw you with Optimus so I decided to get you both."

"And my Autobots," Optimus asked.

"In the hanger, the meeting's taking place," Will said.

"We will be there," Abelia said, watching as Will moved to jump down from the step outside the door when an idea came to her. Sending the feeling of mischief to her new brother, Abelia smiled.

"Oh, Will..."

Will stopped, looking at Abelia with a questioning hum. Abelia glanced at the dashboard before glancing at the door. Optimus soon mirrored her feeling of mischief. Abelia looked at Will.

"Brought this on yourself."

Will gave her a confused look but gasped as the truck door opened. Losing his grip, he fell backward, falling to the ground on his backside. Will grunted in pain as Abelia and Optimus laughed. Abelia hopped out, landing next to Will as he stood up.

"Guess I deserved that," Will said, "But the two of you are gonna be a dangerous pair."

Optimus transformed, Will watching amazed from the close distance. Abelia giggled, even though she too was amazed. No one would be able to stop being amazed at the sight of them transforming.

Optimus bent down, holding out his hand, "Let's get there quick then."

Abelia stepped right onto Optimus hand, but Will seemed hesitant to. Abelia looked at Will. Will was unsure. Yes, he trusted Optimus, but anyone would be when a being 30ft taller than you offered their hand as a ride. His feeling was understandable.

"Come on, Will," Abelia said, making the Captain look at her, "Fifty years from now, don't you want to look back at your life and say you had the guts to trust gigantic metal aliens?"

Will huffed, a smile appearing on his face. "I already trust. It's just being on a hand much bigger than mine, one that can hold me, it can be overwhelming."

Optimus nodded, "You bring a good point. If you want, I can transform back to a semi-truck to ease you."

Will shook his head. "No. We're gonna be working together and be friends and well as comrades. If I can trust you to watch my back during a battle, then I can trust you with my life in your hand. Literary."

With that, Will climbed onto Optimus's hand, sitting down next to Abelia. Optimus curled his fingers lightly for a barrier. Optimus stood up, bringing his hand to his shoulder. Abelia climbed into the left shoulder and after a couple of seconds, Will followed.

Once both were settled, Optimus started walking, Will directing him. Will grew more at ease as the seconds went by, which made Abelia happy.

"Be prepared, Optimus. The World Council might try to get info out of you," Will warned.

"I am prepared. I've dealt with others who wanted things from me or from my Autobots and I've dealt with the High Council."

"You got to prepare yourself as well, Abelia. They might think that they can push you around because you're young."

"I'll prove to them that I won't be pushed around. I'm gonna fight for the Autobots."

Will chuckled, smiling at the determined lady in front of him. Sarah would definitely get along with Abelia. God, Sarah. His wife probably thinks him to be dead. He hopes Keller did something for that.

Optimus came to a halt when Will motioned for him to stop. Will pointed down a tunnel, one Optimus would have to hunch over to walk in. Optimus lifted his hand, letting Will and Abelia climb on. He brought his hand to his cheat, shielding Will and Abelia with his other hand.

"At the end of this tunnel is the hanger," Will said, holding onto Optimus's finger, which was curled to act as a brace for him and Abelia.

Abelia looked at the tunnel ceiling and looked to see how much Optimus had to bend.

"When we get the chance, whatever base we end up in has too big enough for ALL Autobots to stand inside. And something for human's to talk to Autobot's at eye level."

Optimus and Will chuckled at Abelia's comment.

Finally getting to the end of the tunnel, Optimus stood up. When Optimus moved his hand, Will and Abelia saw what was going on in the hanger. There was a large platform with computers and cameras. The platform was big enough so the Autobots didn't have to kneel and stairs for humans to walk up so they would be at eye level.

Jazz was watching the humans set things up with the cables, clearly learning how the humans did set up communication. He was also holding cables in his hand, handing a certain one to the technicians when they gestured to it.

Bumblebee was offering a hand to Maggie and Glenn, moving what looked like a satellite as they stared at a computer screen. Glenn was at the computer, both hands on a keyboard, Maggie was behind him with one hand in the air, telling Bumblebee which direction to move the satellite.

Ironhide sitting nearby, talking to Epps, Burke, and some other soldiers. He had his cannon out, clearly letting the humans get a closer look, even gesturing with some things. Abelia realized that these people seemed to like big weapons and she worried about what they were talking about.

Ratchet was kneeling down in front of Jake, Will's team Medic. Ratchet had his scanner out, letting Jake point at things at the scanner, to which Ratchet would press something. From what she could see, Abelia realized Ratchet was asking Jake about the human body.

She smiled at this. By helping the humans, talking to them, and asking them about things, was strengthening the Autobot's bond with the soldiers. But it was also making people less wary of them, Abelia noted with pride, as people stared at the Autobots with wariness, but no fear. They could work with that. And the platform was giving her ideas.

"Hey, Captain!"

Abelia turned her gaze upward, Keller was standing there, looking down at them.

"We're about to enter the call!"

"Showtime," Abelia mumbled, walking toward the stairs with Will. Optimus sent her some resurgence, giving her a smile before schooling his features as he did during meetings.

"Thought it was gonna take a bit longer," Will stated, following behind Abelia as he looked at Keller, who smiled and gestured to Jazz and Bumblebee.

"Well, these two wanted to help, so they did. They helped us speed things along," Keller said proudly. Jazz raised a hand in what appeared to be thumbs up as Bumblebee decked his head.

"Come on, let's get this show on the road. I kinda want to get this over with," Abelia joked, making some people laugh.

Ratchet and Ironhide came over as the rest of Will's joined them on the platform.

As the Soldiers got into position, standing tall, Abelia stood just behind the Soldiers, not out of sight of the camera, but not easy to see at first glance. Keller stood in front of them, hands behind his back, Simmons joining him.

Keller looked at Maggie and Glenn, giving the two a nod. The analyst and hacker nodded, pressing a button that turned the screens on.

Abelia gazed at the screen. Twelve people, covered in darkness, hiding their identities. She narrowed her eyes, watching until she was noticed or brought up.

"World Council, I am with the group who fought against the Decepticons and the ones who helped me get in touch with the Air Force," Keller said, gesturing around at the people with him.

"Keller, we got your report. It is stated that the group of Soldiers who fought against these Decepticons fought along with is the same kind as the Decepticons," One Council Member stated, hands folded in front of them.

"Yes sir, they are. They call themselves the Autobots, as you already know," Keller said, eyebrow slightly raised.

"As Secretary Keller, myself, and two others contracted the Air Force, the Autobots aided the Captain Lennox's team and another in the battle against the Decepticons. With them, we would have lost," Simmons spoke, turning his head slightly to look behind him at the Autobots.

"We were told to trust the Autobots. And seeing that the Autobots wanted to protect us and the Decepticons wanted to destroy us, it wasn't hard of a choice to make," Keller stated, his facial expression leaving no doubt of his choice.

"You were 'Told to trust them'? Who told you that," another member asked.

Will stepped forward, "I had a hand in that."

"And how did you know that they could be trusted?"

"After the attack in Qatar, when I met the Autobots, I knew we could trust them. The Decepticons tried killing my team, and they successfully killed one. The Autobots were more concerned with protecting us from getting killed by the Decepticons, but we impressed them when fought against the Decepticons despite the fact we easily could have been."

Abelia smirked, feeling Optimus's gratitude flowing through her at Will's word, and knew Optimus could feel her own. Before the meeting happened, Optimus told Keller to wait on introducing the Council to them, as the Autobots wanted to get a feel for them. After what happened on their world with their High Council, Abelia didn't blame them.

"Captain Lennox, I presume," another member said, female this time.

"Yes, Madam."

"In Keller's report, it is stated that you suggested working with the Autobots against the Decepticons."

"I did. The Decepticons will come back and we will need the Autobot's help, but I was told that I could trust the Autobots and I can. The Autobots agreed to work with us as they believe the Decepticons will be back. Their Allspark is still on Earth and the killer of the Decepticon Leader still lives. They will be back to have revenge as well as try to destroy and enslave Earth."

Abelia felt a pang of guilt as she remembered ruthlessly killing Megatron. She immediately felt comfort from Optimus, to which she smiled feeling better about herself.

"I see," the Council Woman said, "And where is this 'Allspark' of theirs and what is it? Who is the 'killer' the Decepticons may target? Who is the one who told you that the Autobots can be trusted?"

Taking that as her cue, Abelia steeled her expression and stepped forward.

"Me. I'm the one who killed Megatron."

Abelia could feel the stares as the World Council stared at her.

"Why is there a civilian here," one Member sharply asked.

"This is Abelia Witwicky, the Decepticons targeted her in relation to her grandfather, who was an explorer who found Megatron. As she said, she killed Megatron using the Allspark. She is the first person who came into contact with the Autobots," Simmons stated.

"She is the one who told me the Autobots could be trusted," Will added, lifting his head as his men stepped closer to Abelia like they were guarding her.

"And why wasn't this in your report," another Council Member asked, clearly talking to Keller.

"For her protection. I believe young Abelia here would be more protected if the only way to know about her was word of the mouth," Keller stated.

"As for the Allspark," Abelia spoke with her head held high, "It is their source of life. I used it and it went inside me. It liked me and before you ask, the Allspark was sentient."

"If it's inside you, then-"

"No. I will not allow any more experiments on the Allspark's power, nor open myself to that."

The World Council shifted, heads turning as they looked at each other.

"And who are you to say that," a Council Member asked.

Abelia smiled, crossing her arms with confidence while inside she was hoping against all that she was doing alright. She was sweating bullets on the inside while she looked calm on the outside. Still, she looked at the World Council with a raised eyebrow. She would not let harm come to her friends after what they

"Just the Autobot liaison."

"What," came the sharp answer from the Council.

"The Autobots need someone they trust to speak for them, the same goes for fighting along with them. Besides, you act like you don't things, but you have that report so you know a good portion. You're just acting like you don't just so you see what we all say," Abelia stated.

The silence that came was her answer as the World Council shifted more.

"Why are you the Autobot liaison?"

Abelia tilted her head like she was in thought, but her eyes never left the screen.

"I've been with the Autobots the longest. I understand them and they trust me, as I said. They will accept no one else to be their liaison but me as of this moment," She looked behind her, seeing Optimus nod his head. Understanding, Abelia turned to one of the techs, pointing to the camera before pointing to the Autobots. Getting the point, the tech went to the camera so the Autobots could be seen.

"Why do they trust you," came from another female Council Member.

"A lot of your questions seem to involve me and that shouldn't be your focus. You're not getting anything out of me. As for the question you asked, why don't to ask the Autobots themselves?"

At the moment, the tech adjusted the frame of the camera, making it that when it zoomed out, the Autobots were seen. The World Council all made sounds of shock and wonderment at the sight of the Autobots for the first time.

"My name is Optimus Prime," Optimus spoke, in full leader mode and voice, "These are my comrades, Ratchet, Ironhide, Bumblebee, and Jazz."

"As for why we choose, Abelia, it's because she risked her life for us. She protected us and the Allspark and aided us since the moment we got here," Ironhide said.

"She's trustworthy and as of right now, the only one we will fully trust with everything, Captain Lennox and his men included in the regard," Bumblebee stated.

"Why are Captian Lennox and his men trustworthy," a Council Member asked.

Abelia resited her need to snark at the questions. Honestly, they were being children with all the 'why' questions.

"Even afta bein' attacked by Decepticons before they, they still fought alongside us," Jazz spoke, "They proven themselves as allies worth o' our trust."

If the soldiers showed any praise at being called allies by the Autobots, they must be holding it in. Abelia looked at Optimus, giving him a short nod as she spoke to him through their bond, "Your up."

Abelia stepped to the side, letting Optimus step up as he looked at the camera.

"A treaty is what we want, but I will let you know right now what the main points are gonna be. When we sign the treaty, we will not share our advancements in weaponry. Our world was destroyed and your world will follow if you have hold of your weapons. Weakness will only be known as Secretary Keller said, word of the mouth. If we don't want to tell humans about something of our history, respect that and leave it be. The soldiers will stay with us to form a group that will bring down Decepticons when they come back, as per their wishes. As Abelia said, no more experiments on the Allspark's power and NO experiments on us or Abelia in any shape or form. Abelia Witwicky is to stay with us, as she is safer with us and belongs with us now."

Fighting a blush, Abelia stepped up again, looking at the camera, "Until you proved yourselves worthy of more trust, these will be the main points of the Treaty. I will stay as the Autobot liaison and I will not be stepping away from that. Respect the Autobot's wishes for they are living beings like us. Do you want to be seen as trustworthy?"

The World Council was silent. They spoke in mutters, heads moving between each other and looking back at everyone else.

"We will agree," one of them finally said.

Abelia smiled, triumph flowing through her bond to Optimus.

The rest of the meeting went like that. Abelia proving she was more than just a young, pretty face. By the time the meeting was done, they covered a couple more points. The families of the soldiers would be told the truth and cover stories would be made for everyone else. Figs would join his team once he got out of the hospital and Donnelly who will receive a hero's burial.

Abelia was sad about that. She never got to meet him.

Sector Seven would be shut down, retirement pay included. Abelia wasn't happy that at first, their retirement pay was being taken away, but she convinced them to included it.

William Lennox would lead a task force against future Decepticon threats. One of the last things they covered was where the Autobots would be based and where the dead bodies of the Decepticons would be disposed of.

"The Laurentian Abyss is seven miles below sea level, the deepest place on our planet. The massive depth and pressure there, coupled with subfreezing temperatures, would crush and entomb them, leaving no evidence," Keller said.

"A fitting graveyard," Abelia stated.

"This wraps up everything," a Council Member said.

"I believe it does. If any of us have anything to add, we will let you know," Optimus added.

With a nod, Keller motioned for everything to be cut. Once everything was shut off, Abelia sighed.

"Finally! I never thought the meeting would end," Abelia said.

The Autobots and humans laughed at the Hybrid's response.

"How'd I'd do," Abelia asked, "I didn't do bad, right?"

"You did great, youngling," Ironhide said, giving the girl a nod.

"You sure showed them," Will stated, wrapping his arm around Abelia's shoulders. Unaware, Abelia leaned into the touch.

"You did a great job," Optimus commented Abelia before turning to Keller, "Secretary Keller, I would like to talk to you about giving a message to another Autobots."

"Others," Keller asked, looking up at the Autobot.

"We're not the only Autobots out there," Ratchet said.

"Havin' our allies come ta earth ta join da fight will aid us. Just bcuz' we r' good at what we do, doesn't mean we can take 'em every time," Jazz stated.

Keller hummed, thinking it over. "I talk it over with the higher-ups, but I believe they'll actually agree with you. More Autobots on our side mean less of a chance of the Decepticons winning."

Abelia gasped, thinking about meeting other Autobots.

"I think Abelia likes that idea," Epps laughed, seeing Abelia's reaction and face.

Abelia giggles, rubbing her neck, "Well, can you blame me?"

"Nope," Will said, gazing at the Autobots. He was still amazed by them. The Autobots had no idea just how amazing they were to the humans.

Abelia grinned, pulling out of Will's arm, She turned, intending to go down the stairs. However, when she got there, she was overcome with a wave of dizziness and a massive headache.

Gasping, Abelia grabbed the rail with one hand and held her head with another. All eyes turned to Abelia as she dangerous swayed near the stairs, close to falling down them.

"Abelia," Will yelled as Abelia leaned too far and was about to fall. Will leaped, grabbing Abelia by her shirt and pulling her back, both of them hitting the ground.

Ratchet scanned Abelia as everyone tried to see what was wrong. Will helplessly looked up the Ratchet as he held Abelia in his arms, her head laying against his shoulder, her eyes glowing.

"Ratchet, was this suppose to happen," Will asked, hoping that it wasn't.

"No, this ain't a vision, this is something else," Ratchet said.

"Optimus, what's wrong," Bumblebee exclaimed.

Eyes turned to Optimus, who moved during the confusion, to lean against the wall. Bumblebee was hovering over him as the Autobot leader held his head, his optics glowing brighter than usual.

"I...don't know," Optimus rasped. Then his arm fell, head felling back against the wall.

"What goin' on," Jazz exclaimed, looking between Abelia and Optimus.

"Idiots, didn't you pay attention in history," Ironhide stated, shaking his head, "The humans and Abelia have an excuse, but you don't."

"What are you going on about," Ratchet growled.

Ironhide sighed, "Back in ancient times, Vessels and Primes were sometimes contacted. This was a side-effect of them connecting them. Abelia and Optimus were contacted."

"By who," Will asked, taking assuredness at how calm Ironhide was.

"The Cybertronian Gods and Goddess," Ironhide stated.


Me: So, I hope you all liked this.

I know it's been a while but here's the chapter.

This gave me trouble because I was getting stuck repeatedly. But I finally got it.

Hope you enjoyed the chapter!