:: 10 years later::

Looking out the dusty window of your one story home as a sandstorm blew outside. It was a common thing you have come to know while on this planet. Of course, you have also come to know that there isn't a sandstorm everywhere thanks to the nature channels on the monitor screen the humans call: T.V. sitting in front of you.

Wearing a small cream blouse with blue shorts, and white socks was commonly what you wore as the desert heat was something you still haven't gotten use to despite the A.C. on full blast. With your hands softly wrapped around a cup of jasmine tea with steam coming off the scented water. As the years have passed by you began to wonder if you'd ever get off this planet. You have grown attached and you also missed your original home planet that was just too complicated for your processor to handle.

Taking a sip of tea feeling the warmth it brought to your dentas as you swallowed it down. Taking the holoform of the child who found you carrier was a risky shot. The child didn't seem to be treated all that well from their original carrier. But you turned that around by taking their place and now the child had all grown up and had lived a life of their own. You learned a lot just from those short years.

Looking down at your half empty cup of tea before moving to your room. It was a simple room and nothing more. Placing your cup carefully on your nightstand before climbing onto your queen sized bed with a fluorescent green cover and light green sheets. On the left side of the room was the bathroom door in the corner of the room, on the right side was your walk in closet. You never used it very much since you could just program clothes to appear on your body. The only thing inside was shoes and a backup chip for your wristwatch used for to turn into your holoform.

Reaching over to your T.V. remote for the small flat screen hanging on the wall in front of you. Turning on the news channel just to listen for the weather on how much longer this sandstorm is supposed to last. Approximately another hour. Rolling your (E/C) eyes with a small hue of pink since the pink spark still resided inside your spark chamber. You had come to know a little more about it thanks to Guardians recorded messages stored on a file that you placed inside your watch. There was also the itch that you may be tracked by the decepticons because of this.

Glancing over at your alarm clock to see the time was 8:45 am. Around this time you'd have to head to the Jasper Nevada Community Collage. Getting into the collage was simple as you portrayed as an foreign exchange student. You even got financial aid and a small scholarship for art class. This planet was very much like cybertron only without the diverse amount of tech and that the inhabitants are very small and very fragile compared to what was on cybertron.

  Sliding off your bed and walking down the hall to the garage where you had a decent amount tools that were salvaged from your pod. It was like a changing room where you could turn into your Earth-base vehicle mode. You never changed since the encounter with Starscream. Putting up your holoform so it looked liked someone was driving. Driving out of the garage into the sandstorm. It was pretty clear that you'll need to clean out your vents when driving back.

The collage wasn't that far. Only five miles. The only reason for taking this collage was since you didn't want to have the processor of a sparkling. Only objective now was to live undercover while also looking for other autobots. It was not energon you were afraid since the pink spark supplied enough unless you were to be mortally wounded. Adjusting your mirrors to look behind you. It was just a yellow and black muscle car driving by with a freshman kid you sometimes saw at the collage.

Making your holoform wave at him causing him wave back and smile. Your relationship was nothing but mutual friends. Sometimes you scolded yourself since it was evident that you'd outlive him just like you outlived the child you raised. Death was something that lingered but also out of reach for you. Shaking your head when seeing the collage was coming into view. By the time you parked was when the storm cleared up.

The classes were not difficult as the seniors here said they were. If they took a cybertronian class then that's when they'll really complain. Back in your sparkling days since you were home schooled. It never bothered you that something was hard since you always predicted first what the lesson was about. This helped even when you were reprogrammed and had kept a part of you alive just so you could feel the agony of becoming something else.

It was different now.

As you listened to the professor ask the freshman kid to step up to the front of the class with his science project. It caused a hole in the ceiling and probably also in the atmosphere. You smiled knowing that he help from autobots. You knew that they were around this area and were just hiding. You made it your mission to find and help.

~

Seeing as the storm had passed and you had a skip period, you decided it was okay to head to the snack bar to get one of the ices. The snack bar always sold them for a dollar each. Glancing over at one of the tables was your good friend Miko. She was a wild child but admired her chatty behavior.

Except for the fact she was out here for detention and has to write a one paged essay on what she did wrong.

"Hey Miko!" You called out to her with a smile. She waved back with an excited gleam flashing over her eyes as her boredom quickly melted away. "I got you an icy" pushing the green one towards your friend who squealed in delight before quickly opening her spoon placed in front of her. You shook your head as her face puckered and screamed.

"Brian freeze?" You questioned, arching a brow. Miko nodded sheepishly before swallowing what was left in her mouth before chatting up a storm. "Miko, I need to get going. The storm might come back." You told which made Miko sulk until passing her your halfway finished icy.

"Hey! Your graduating this year right?" Miko spoke with her mouth full of blue ice. Some falling onto her paper. "Yep, I hope you do to Miko. I need a graduation partner." You stated before turning and leaving. All that was heard when turning the corner was a shriek of dilate.

~

Riding home wasn't as bad as predicted. Keeping your scanner up incase there was any unknown activity. There was suddenly a loud crash from behind which caused you to jump into your alt-mode.

"Quit the search you gave us Trash Mite." The decepticon General standing before you smirked.

"How did you find me?!" You questioned the second in command as your mask went up and had your blasters ready.

"Oh please, I'm not here for a fight" Starscream scoffed, rolling his optics as if predicting you would do this "I simply came for the map of the pink spark."

"Map? There isn't any map to the pink spark! I-It's nothing but a myth!" you retort

"Ooh I think not. You see little Trash Mite. On cybertron before the war started and you were created. There was a scientist much like ours who sadly 'perished' by the hands of the autobots. That scientist created three artificial sparks: Blue for redemption, Purple for creation, and Pink for life."

"Hate to break it to you but I don't know-"

::Take cover! We got this kid!:: The yellow muscle car from before was firing at the Decepticon general who so cowardly flew away. They then turned to you, but there wasn't a cybertronian. There was a tiny human woman standing right there as if nothing had happened. The yellow bots blue optics adjusted in bewilderment before quickly reporting over his com along the line of: ::We might have another human:: followed by the irritating scream of someone on the other side.