What if the dark energon never left Rafael's body but instead fused with his blood? When Megatron discovers this, he kidnaps Raf and plans to turn him against the Autobots. Yet, things don't go as planned and Rafael soon discovers a different side of not only Megatron, but the other Decepticons as well. In time, Rafael will find himself in a difficult position, as one day he will have to choose between the two cybertronian factions of Autobots and Decepticons. In the end, who will he choose? And what will it mean for the war? *Possible Father/Son between Megatron & Raf* *No pairings* *Transformers Prime universe* (Also on FanFiction.Net under Dragonlver22)

"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?"

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.)

[ CANCELLED - sorry i'm not gonna be updating this anymore ] While on a mission, Bumblebee and Smokescreen are turned into what they never thought they'd be again... SPARKLINGS! How will the Autobots cope with two troublesome sparklings on their team? What happens when they find that the sparklings are diseased and handicapped? Will they ever become normal again? READ AND FIND OUT! NO PAIRINGS [Rated T for slight violence and Cybertronian swearing]

{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."