When a relic unexpectedly turns both Autobots and Decepticons into humans, Jack, Miko, and Raf decide to teach them how to adapt throughout the world while Agent Fowler helps eight young friends who know about the Autobots and Decepticons while one of them keep a few past secrets.

"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?"

{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."

"His mind and body will crumble until there is nothing left but a former husk, and then I will build. I will give him everything you so selfishly denied him; his spark will be enlightened, and then he will become a true Decepticon." ___ "And just as I did with him, you will be broken." "Never." "I guarantee it." ___ Jack stayed behind to retrieve the data stick from the Nemesis database, hoping to give the Autobots the edge they need to collect relics of mass destruction and keep them out of Decepticon hands. He was nearly cornered and dissected by Knock Out, but Ratchet came to his rescue, ready to retreat when they are stopped in their tracks by Megatron. Captured and held prisoner aboard the very ship they had saved, Ratchet and Jack must work together to resist the torture inflicted upon them by the Decepticons. As the Autobots work to get their friends back, Megatron begins to utilize twisted tactics and sick mind games in order to break their wills. If there is one thing the warlord is, it is persistent; and he will have his victory. Rated Mature for graphic (physical, mental, emotional) violence and dark themes. [NOTE: This is a dual-story, meaning the first and second are all put together in one work; this means BATTLE CRY is the sequel to BRAINWASHED, and there will not be a third book. Thank you all for reading.]

"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.