Transformers: Prime & Harry Potter! Season 2! - Stand My Ground!

12: Hard Knocks!

MinataNamikaze1: The disclaimer: I don't own Transformers cause if I did then Bumblebee would be able speak by the Third movie and Hotshot, Red Alert, and Leobreaker would have been added into the movies and the new animations artwork wouldn't suck. I do, however own, Bladestrike, and the twins Gesshoku and Nisshoku Mutou aka Lunareclipse and Solareclipse of the Most Noble House of Mutou from Tokyo, Japan. Remember to Read and Review to let me know what you think, but it you don't the twist that I make then stop reading and find something else. Also don't leave a review that's flame or I will find a way to block you. Ja ne.

...My Line...

"I'm going to be a great warrior some day like Optimus," Smokescreen said as he watched the Prime decode the database.

"Well, train hard and gain some wisdom along the way and I'm sure it'll happen," Bulkhead told him.

"Oh, it will," Smokescreen informed them as he turned to face the group. "It's my destiny."

The twins blinked at this as they looked up at him from where they were doing their collage work online now. Their Mother had finally relented and the red and blue Leader agreed that it was a good idea especially with them looking for the Omega Keys.

{Do we still believe in destiny?} Bumblebee buzzed in question as he walked up.

"How so?" Arcee asked as she placed her servos on her hips.

"Well, one minute I'm on security detail in Iacon," the rookie started. "The next, I wake up on the other side of the galaxy to find myself under Optimus' command. I mean what are the chances, right? Things happen for a reason."

"We get it Smokescreen," Arcee said in annoyance. "You're special. We're lucky to have ya."

Bladestrike groaned as his creators shot him a look knowing that both Bluestreak and himself should have tried and tamper down Smokescreen's ego when the tri-colored mech had been younger.

"All I'm really saying is that I've come a long way and this is one opportunity that I don't plan on messing up."

"Autobots," Optimus called out as he turned to face them. "The next set of Iacon coordinates have been decoded." He then looked towards the medic. "Ratchet, ready the ground bridge!"

"Last one to the Omega Key has to scrub the Energon tanks for a week," Smokescreen said as he rushed over to the bridge.

"Didn't know we were keeping score," Arcee stated to the others.

The twins looked at each other amused at that before looking back.

"Arcee, Solareclipse, Prowl, Bumblebee," Optimus said as he kept an optic on his mate, who nearing the middle of his fourth month of carrying. "Prepare to roll out!"

{Yes!} Bumblebee cheered in his buzzing as Nisshoku jumped over the railing and took her Cybertronian form. {Finally some action!}

"Wait, what about me?" Smokescreen asked as the four Autobots walked towards the bridge making Bulkhead scoffed while Jazz gave a slight cough and Gesshoku giggled. "I mean, me, Bulkhead, Danniluk, and Lunareclipse."

"The four of you will remain here in the event that I am able to decode a subsequent database entry before the others return," the Prime informed him before he turned back to the computer and got back to work.

"Optimus is right," Ratchet agreed. "Considering that the very fate of Cybertron is at stake, response time is critical."

White and red mech turned and opened the ground bridge.