Megatron's Vehicon

Bought Home

Optimus stood completely still in the dark forest. All he could hear were the leaves rustling in the wind, and the small gurgles of the sparkling in his arms. In order to calm the young one down from his high of crying he softly pet the small helm, Optimus's large hand was easily the size of Steelspark's entire body. Optimus sighed in relief as the sparkling fell into recharge. He commed Ratchet.

"Ratchet, I need a space bridge." Optimus spoke quietly.

"Understood Optimus, I'm sending one to your location." He answered. Soon enough the Prime saw a green light glow beyond a few trees. He felt Steelspark shuffle in his servos as Optimus's pedes crushed leaves and small beneath him. He heard the soothing noise of the portal before him and felt the light heat radiating off of it. He gave himself a minute and a breath to think about what he'd say once he returned to the base.

From a dreary forest at night, to a warm, welcoming base that was enjoying an afternoon. However it seemed that the humans and his team weren't in the main hanger or the base at all. All except Bumblebee who was helping Ratchet tidy up the small medical examination space. Optimus still had Steelspsark in his large servos, effectively hiding the small mechling, although that was not the Primes intent. Ratchet saw Optimus's uneasy face plates and asked;

"Optimus? Are you alright?" Instead of answering Optimus simply showed Ratchet the small, dark purple sparkling. Ratchet gasped.

"A... sparkling?!" This caught the attention of the teams young scout, who perked up and quickly ran over and look with excited beeps and whirs. Steelspark stirred but he didn't wake up. Instead he just curled up even more into a ball within the Primes steady servos.

"He was previously within the Decepticon's care. Thankfully, not any more." He said Not taking his optics off the small frame he held.

"How'd they get hold of a sparkling?" Bumblebee asked, almost angry, in his cybertronian beeps and whirs.

"His carrier was a Vehicon." Optimus spoke, remembering the Vehicon that ran into the dark forest.

"Vehicons can't have sparklings though, they're all clones." Ratchet said trying to figure out why they've now decided to allow sparklings on the Nemesis.

All Optimus did was shift his servos further apart so Ratchet could get a good look at Steelsparks helm.

"..... By the All Spark......" Ratchet whispered in shock and confusion. "Are you sure it's not a false spark? CNA must've been injected within a protoform." Ratchet tried to propose almost hopefully.

"The way the Vehicon had protected him. It doesn't seem that they're capable of mass producing such a spark. And it does not explain how he was forged a sparkling." Optimus said as Steelspark had now opened his optics.

Steelspark looked up to Bumblebee and gurgled, Bee happily beeped and wiggled an index digit at Steelspark. Seeing this, Optimus offered to hand the young mech the even younger mechling, to which Bee gladly excepted and held the sparkling and tickled him, making loud chirping giggles and cries of joy.

"So why create him if not more?" Ratchet asked hoping his leader knew.

"As I was with the supposed carrier, Starscream suddenly made an appearance and he spoke as though Megatron was not even aware of his prodigy. The Vehicon eventually gave me Steelspark to care for."

"Steelspsark?" Bumblebee inquired looking up at Optimus with glee still left over in his optics.

"That's the young one's Designation."Optimus clarified.

Ratchet looked at Bumblebee who stood holding the next generation of his enemy. The sparkling one was so innocent looking, yet he had blood red optics that gave him the instant clarification of evil.

"What do we do with him?" Bumblebee asked looking at the two older mechs.

"His carrier asked for us to care for him, and I refuse to let a sparkling to go back to the servos of the Decepticons. Even if that faction was marked by his Sire." Optimus stated.

"But we barely have enough energon to survive ourselves, let alone feed a growing sparkling." Ratchet argued. Whilst the Medic agreed on keeping the sparkling and all others away from the decepticons, he still could not permit one within a war zone.

"If you have any suggestions." Optimus replied calmly and without sarcasm.

"Well.... there's a facility back on Cybertron. One of the only sectors that still has other bots living there. It specializes in taking care of the defenseless, like orphaned sparklings. It'd be a perfect place to let him live and grow."

"You suggest putting a sparkling on a dying planet!?" Bumblebee beeped in anger at Ratchets disregard for Steelspsarks well being.

"Old friend, why I understand your concerns, it would be unwise, as Bumblebee put it, to have a growing sparkling on a dying planet. And the Sparkling is no Orphan, he has a place among us."Optimus said resting his Servo on Ratchets shoulder.

"But Optimus, if Megatron found out we held his prodigy, surely he would be able to pick up 'Steelsparks' energon signal, since I do believe his carrier would feed him their own energon."

"We can just feed him our energon then." Bee happily mused.

"Our energon that we are running out on?" Ratchet upheld. "Sir please, it'd be best for all of us to just take him to the facility on Cybertron."

"But what if Starscream tells Megatron about him? Then find the signal on Cybertron." Bee frantically beeped at the medic.

"Then Megatron would destroy the facility as well. Along with the rest of the small sector." Optimus said looking to Ratchet who now held guilt in his optics.

The medic gave a regretful huff.

"Doesn't low grade take like a third less to make than normal energon?" Bee asked rhetorically.

Ratchet rubbed his temples. He looked at Steelspsark, he was looking up at him with those big, round red optics. Steelspsark looked away from him and back up at Bee, who looked at him as well.

"... Should I contact the team about our 'decision'?" Ratchet asked with a tired expression. Bee beeped and whirred to the effect of causing Steelspsark to laugh along.

"I believe that would be wise." Optimus said allowing Ratchet to communicate with Team Prime.

"I'm Requesting the members of Team Prime to return to base." Ratchet spoke

"What's the emergency Ratchet?" Bulkhead instantly responded.

"No emergency, but we've acquired a new teammate." Ratchet announced.

"A new teammate? What do you mean ratchet? How'd they get here?" Arcee asked ever skeptical.

"Well I for one welcome them." Bulkhead chuckled.

"It'd be best if you met them in Person."

"Right Doc, will be there in a click." Bulkhead said and cut off his comm.

"I'll get there as soon as possible." Arcee said before she cut off her comm as well. The medic straightened up and turned back to Optimus.

"They'll be here soon." Ratchet and Optimus both quickly turned when they heared a loud cry. Bee beeped and sat down with Steelspsark in his servos.Bee tried rocking Steelspark into recharge but Steelspsark was in too much of a fuss to settle down. Ratchet groaned in annoyance at the audio piercing noise.

"Bumblebee he's not tired he's hungry." Ratchet angrily explained. He grabbed an energon cube, took a third of it out, shook it up with just H2o and gave it to Bee to feed Steelspsark.

"See, you're a natural at this." Bee tried complimenting the Medic. Ratchet groaned in annoyance again and just awaited for the teams arrival.