~Chapter 1~

The dark warship cruised through the gray clouds up in the Earth's polluted atmosphere. Inside the said ship was the feared Communications Officer and Third in Command, Soundwave, typing diligently away on the large monitor, checking up on his Lord and Master as he was on the surface in hopes of retrieving a lost relic. The comms pinged at him, asking for a ground bridge for their return. Without a word, a green swirling vortex appeared behind the tall slim navy blue mech. Three frames exited the portal and they all were silent. Curious as to see if they had completed the mission successfully, he turned around to face them. He was shocked, to say the least, to find, not a relic, but a newborn sparkling asleep in Megatron's servos. A question mark appeared on his screen visor.

Knockout, noticing his inquiry, answered him, "The relic signal was a stray Decepticon escape pod which crashed landed a few earth hours ago. Its occupants were spark-bonded together, hoping to escape the rages of war to begin a new life; hence, the sparkling."

He nodded, content with the answer, and continued decoding relic coordinates.

"What shall we do with her, my lord?" Starscream questioned the silver mech.

"We will raise her to be apart of the Decepticon cause," he answered him.

"Yes, but who will care for her? At this young age, she needs a guardian." Knockout raised his doubts.

"I am well aware of that, Knockout, which is why I am placing her under Soundwave's care."

Catching this, the said TIC turned toward his leader. Why would he be trusted with such a role as that?

Megatron continued, "You are the only one that I can fully trust and you have a way with minicons. I find you the most reliable for such a task." The warlord placed a servo on his shoulder, while the femme in the other.

The navy blue mech nodded and carefully held the young life against his chassis. He could feel Lazerbeak's excitement as the femme nuzzled against the mini drone.

"If you don't mind, I would like to check up on the sparkling's health a little more. It was difficult to do at the sight." The red mech reasoned.

Silently, they walked toward the medical bay. The sliding doors opened as they approached nearer.

Orange optics opened after a few blinks, adjusting to the bright light and different scenes. Soundwave expected her to start crying, but instead, she only observed her surroundings. The femme seemed comfortable being in his arms.

"All right, this will only take a few nano-clicks," Knockout assured, as the sparkling was transferred to him.

The femme whimpered as she was out of the Communications Officer's protective grip.

"I know, I'm sorry," the medic soothed gently as the scanner traced over her small pink frame. "I took you away from your sire's warm protection, huh?"

She clicked in agreement with the red mech as she turned her helm toward the faceless mech.

Soundwave tilted his helm to the side, similar to a confused puppy. Did the sparkling already consider him as her sire? His question was answered as the sparkling reached her tiny servos toward him in a grabbing motion. The mech's great strides allowed him to reach his sparkling at an instant. His answer was yes and he, indeed, loved this sparkling with all his spark.

"She's in perfectly good health, despite the rough landing. Oh, wait, did you have a name in mind for her?" the medic informed as he looked in the direction of the TIC.

"Her name is - Firespark." Soundwave pieced his sentence together with different voices.

The said sparkling smiled up at him at the mention of her name, which was replied by a smiling emoticon upon his visor. She signaled to be picked up at him, which he obliged and held her close to his spark.

The Nemesis could be a dark and dreadful place, but now there was something lively. A lively spark that would change the meaning of silence for a certain mech.