Wake up. Get out of berth. Stay on schedule. There's not much to do as a drone, besides act like the near-mindless soldier everyone thinks you all are, and follow the daily agenda. You'd never known anything different than the dull life you lead, full of abuse and the same things repeated over and over until you died. Then again, you Vehicons don't ever seem to last very long anyways. An event happens that changes your life: an event that allows you to feel emotions, and turn the tides of the war, and fall in . . . love. Primus, save us all. <> <> <> A/N: Agender! Reader! Also, get it? Guns for hands? Like blasters? Get it?

"It seems that we have almost come full circle once again," Megatron crooned, taking a few calculated steps toward Jack, who immediately tensed into a fight-ready position. "Going to strike a deal with me once more, Jackson?" "You murdered my mother," Jack's servos transformed into their swords. "There will be no bargaining. I'm going to take your spark, right here, right now!" "Oh, is that what the Autobots told you?" Megatron grinned, sharp denta bared. Smokescreen felt the energon drain from his helm at the look. "They lied to you, Jack. Your mother is alive and well." "Liar!" Jack snarled, armor plating bristled up, moments from attack. "Arcee watched her die! Collected her ashes! There was no way you could have possibly - " "But I did," Megatron interrupted, cutting off the mechling mid-rant and continuing as if he had not. "Soundwave opened a Groundbridge portal and safely delivered her onto the Nemesis. Would you like to become reacquainted?" There was tense silence, Jack unmoving from his position. As desperately as he wanted to say yes, he knew that the warlord could use that word to contract him into anything. He had to be careful - he needed to know the terms and conditions. The Decepticon did not wait for an answer, however. Behind him a Groundbridge portal opened, the gaping vortex empty for several seconds before the Decepticon extended a servo outward, as if waiting for something to be dropped into his palm. "June," he rumbled. "Attend to your master." Jack watched with wide, unbelieving optics, as a never before seen Predacon slipped through the portal.

{Season Three: Beast Hunters} "We'll have to close the Groundbridge." Smokescreen says as he makes his way over to the controls. "If anymore explosions come through here, the whole place could be set on fire." "No!" Ratchet snarls, warning the rookie to stay away from the controls. "Jack, Miko, and Rafael are still out there! I have to go back and get them!" Optimus decided to collapse then, his hand sliding off of Shovel's shoulder and a loud clang vibrating the base as he rolled onto his back, groaning in pain. Ratchet had no choice but to also let the unconscious Bulkhead rest on the floor was well, his arms trembling with effort but determination still written on his face. "I'm going back. If I don't return in five minutes, close the Groundbridge." "No." A crackled and strained voice interrupts them, June's head shooting up from inside of Ratchet as Arcee spoke, her blue and pink optics dull as she tried to focus on who she was speaking to. "They . . . aren't there." A heavy vent escapes her. "What do you mean?" Ratchet demands. "Where are they?" "He . . . he took them." Arcee's entire body fell limp as she uttered a few last words. "Megatron . . . he took . . . the kids."

A sequel to "Burned." Dana has healed. Six months have passed since Megatron forced himself into exile, and Dana settled back on Earth with her Autobot partner Ratchet. Having finished her high school diploma, the woman opted to apply for a government job, becoming the second liaison for the Autobots and officially interning as Agent Fowler's eventual successor. For six months, things were running smoothly. No conflicts, no new Cybertronians, just her, Ratchet, and Agent Fowler monitoring Earth and putting in safety precautions should Decepticons try to take advantage of the seemingly defenseless Earth. Then Megatron returns, but not to conquer Earth. Instead, the former leader of the Decepticons goes to Dana, and this time he is the one who needs healing. Forging an alliance with Ratchet and beginning to form a new team of allies set on protecting Earth, the warlord seems to be making a change for the better. New faces, friends and enemies, will appear, and a new race against time will begin. Trust is everything, and trusting a Decepticon is no easy task. The war that had torn them apart and brought them together is over, but evil still lurks within the shadows. (NOT necessarily taking part in the RID timeline. May have some elements, but not too many.)

"Let her pass." Megatron ordered his subordinates, holding up a hand to indicate they should hold their fire. Smokescreen's faceplates furrowed in confusion. What is going on? Does he know her? Dana slowed to a walk as she got closer, standing within Megatron's arm reach, looking up at the warlord. Her legs were shoulder-width apart, toes pointed outward, indicating that she was unafraid, or at the very least not timid. Her green eyes sparkled as she looked up, not breaking contact with the bright red of the enemy. "I was curious to see if you would be here." Megatron spoke to her, his body also in a more dominating position. Now, he could feel, was the time to intimidate. Here they were, face to face on common ground, neither wholly Decepticon or Autobot, with one of her friends at his mercy. I will make her fear me. "Glad to see I didn't disappoint." She replied, tilting her chin up a bit. "And here we are, on a battlefield more or less. Going to see how brave I am, Megatron?"

While hunting for a relic, the Autobots get swept into a world that shocks them. They struggle to adapt and realize they could be trapped there forever. Don't own anything. After reading I few amazing stories, I wanted to do a crossover between two Transformers universe's.

This is an Alternate Universe where Team Prime is a human family. Optimus is a single dad who is struggling to raise his small family after an accident. Gosh dang it! I'll work on the description later..... Don't own Transformers.

It's been almost nine years since the explosion that destroyed a few blocks of the city. The citizens are working hard to move on with their lives, but no one can forget what the Decepticons did. Now as the city moves on a new threat lurks in the shadows. The old one rumored to still be around. The police force races to stop this new threat, before it's too late. (I'll work on it.)

Sometimes the world holds things that just become too much. We have to take a break and deal with the pain we feel. When a young boy is diagnosed with cancer, his grandfather does what he can to distract him from the pain. Helps him escape the world he's in. ~~~~ I don't own transformers or anything similar. I simply partially own the idea of the actual story. Credit for the idea goes to Pomander and my brother.

The third installment for the Protected series. Now called the PETER series I only own the idea.