Silvermoon pov.

In the stupid underworld.
Back to the dead.
Everyone was back as well.
Percy, Annabeth, Jason, Piper, etc.
They looked sad and exhausted.
But they cracked a smile at each other.
Only i wasn't satisfied.

"So how's the time with the Autobots go?"

Asked Piper.
They all turned to look at me.

"I didn't have enough time."

Was my answer.
They saw my sadness and brokenness now.
Nico came over to me and patted me.
He then he hugged me.
Startled, I then overcame my shock and hugged him back.
We hugged for a long time, then I began to wept.

"I miss them! I miss Optimus."

I confessed.
Piper seemed like she was shipping me.
But they nodded and hugged me as well.
A group hug.
We all cried–of how much we want to go back and stay there.
I then told them my adventures, and etc.
It was a bit hard to describe the Arctic one, but I did.
I kept looking at Piper, who looked like she was going to explode.
After mine, everyone shared theirs.
But while sharing, my thoughts were somewhere else.
I need to go back. Somethings about to happen.

Optimus pov.

Without Silvermoon, the team was not the same.
No, let me phrase that again.
I wasn't the same. Which made the team different and empty.
Ratchet couldn't focus, and the rest........they couldn't either.

"Mission alert!"

Ratchet said.
We all shot up, until he said,

"Oh, oops. False alarm. I'm seeing things."

We all groaned.
Arcee was the one who focused and held the team.
Even when I'm suppose to be.
Jack, Raf, and Miko had school.
Some of us had to pick them up, so I decided to go.

They came out do the school laughing, when they saw me.

"Race you!"

Miko called.
They ran up to me.

"Hey Optimus! What's up?"

Miko asked.

"I decided to pick you guys up. Since the rest are busy."

I explained.
They nodded and climbed in.
Awkward silence, the drive seemed to last forever.
My mind was still on Silvermoon.
She was so brave, and so quiet, and so kind.
I always forget her and her kind are suffering.
As we reached the base, the gates weren't repaired.
After Silvermoon blew it up to smithereens.
Silvermoon...........
We had to get her back somehow, and together.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Ratchet. Do you know how to revive the dead?"

I asked.
Everyone looked at me.

"No~~~~."

He replied.
Looking at me strangely.
I felt my face flush.
I was blushing!
A prime shouldn't be fazed by one.
But how can I not be?
She was so brave, kind, strong, and loyal.
It didn't seem possible not to be in..........love.
Since when did I have these feelings?
Ugh!!!!
I was so frustrated with my missing friend, that I didn't notice I was staring at the pile of ashes.

"Optimus?"

Ratchet asked.
I snapped back to focus, and turned my head.

"We need to go on a mission for energon. Most of us are losing it."

Ratchet told me.

"So what are you saying I do?"

I asked.
I immediately regretted that.
They all stared at me.
What kind of leader am I?

"Optimus! Cons are getting more and more armies and more recruit!"

Ratchet then announced.
The pressure and stress I was getting.
Without Silvermoon, our work isn't fast enough.

"Tell me you aren't thinking about her?"

Ratchet asked.
I felt offended and I became defensive.

"You have no idea what's she's been through!"

I defended.
Ratchet just huffed.
Without meaning to, I punched him.

"You don't know anything!!"

I screamed at him.
Noticing my actions, I stopped.
Ratchets face was complete horror and shock.
Unclenching my fist, and lowering it, I transformed and drove away.
Stepping on the accelerator, I sped downtown.

"What have I done? All this fuss is making me go crazy."

I told myself.
While driving, a con dropped in front of me.
Transforming, more dropped in.
Forming a circle. A perfect trap.

"Optimus Prime. Where is your small..........friend?"

Starscream asked.
I wanted to tear up and cry.
But I couldn't let a leader show weakness.

"She went somewhere."

I answered.

"Delightful!"

Starscream shrieked.
He clasped his hands together.

"Just leave me alone."

I requested.
Starscream shook his head.
The cons closed in.
Too broke to fight, I let them take me.
They stabbed at me, they hit me, and etc.
The cons locked my arms, and Starscream stood in front of me.

"Well that was easy. Lord Megatron will be pleased with me."

He cried out.
The cons kicked me to get up, and I obeyed.
I had no guts to fight back.
As we reached the ship, I realized there was more cons then before.
Most of them were purple eyes.
And I knew Megatron must've been recruiting.

"Where are you taking me?"

I asked.
With gritted teeth.
Starscream just cackled evilly.

"Prisoner of course. You're going to the dungeon."

He replied cheerfully.
I struggled.
I couldn't let them do this.
But the con punched me in the gut, which made me stagger and grunt with pain. Then kicked me to continue going.
Megatron was standing, ordering the cons around.
Dictatorship.
The cons stopped and just threw me down at his feet.
They pulled my head back, so I was facing Megatron and his evil sneer.
I struggled, and tried to kick them down.
But I had no strength.
I was simply out powered.

"Well well well, Optimus Prime. How nice of you to join us."

Cons stopped doing what the were doing and watched.
I felt the pressure on my back, and everywhere.

"Just chain him in the dungeon."

Megatron ordered.
They dragged me away, while I tried to get up and fight.
I was losing my mind.
Cons everywhere stared at us, pointed at me, and seems to whisper.
Starscream dragged me downstairs, into the cellar.
Then they threw me inside.
The gates closed, and chains sprouted from the ground.
The chains shackled me, and held me down.
While I tried to struggle.

"Haha! Optimus, those chains are called, Stygian iron. In a trade with Joshua Snow, we got the material from him."

Starscream informed me.
They were working with that traitor, Joshua Snow.
Cons were everywhere, in this ship, and around the world.
I had to hate my mind focused and back at base.
But how?