An Unknown Prime

Settling with Responsibilities

"I can't believe we still have a way back!" Bulkhead cheered.

"Yeah," Ultimus said silently with a hint of sadness. "Can't wait to go."

"Me...too," Hestia said glumly.

"What's wrong?" Smokescreen asked.

"Well, Hestia and I were born and raised here on Earth," Ultimus said. "Sure, we've been there but I knew it as a star. Hestia practically died there."

"Are you forgetting about Miko and Raf," Hestia added painfully.

"You're right!" Bulkhead said excitedly. "I can't wait to tell Miko..." His happy vibe went down as he remembered about Miko.

"And Raf..." 'Bee sighed.

Smokescreen turned to Optimus. "Optimus, keys open doors, can they revive an entire planet?" he asked.

"While I am unfamiliar with the lore of these Omega Keys, Alpha Trion knew many secrets. And the ancients possess technology that has long been lost to what we consider modern science," he said. He turned to see his team. "Whatever their function, this much is certain. We cannot restore Cybertron without all four Omega Keys within our possession."

"Which means we cannot afford to lose a single to Megatron," Arcee summarized.

"Four sets of coordinates from Alpha Trion remain encrypted, it is logical to conclude that coordinate co-respond to the location of one of the Omega Keys. I must not waiver until I decode them all. The future of our home world depends on it."

Hestia turned to Optimus, "Then allow me to help you," she said, walking up to the main control panel. She pressed several keys on it and the console beeped.

"What did you do?" Arcee asked.

"I linked up your terminal to that of the base I have built," she said.

"I thought you were still thinking of the power source," Arcee said.

"I found one. It is an experimental one by Perceptor, it will do," she mentioned. "When the cavalry comes, you will have more than enough supplies to be on almost equal footing with Megatron in supplies and equipment. I cannot guarantee in terms of firepower."

Optimus came to inspect the terminal, tapping in several commands. "This is more than optimal." He praised. "You have increased both the processing power and the communication range of our comm-links. If this is the result of your study under both Perceptor and Solus, then you the Forge truly belong in your hands."

"I'll go get it," Bulkhead said and went down the hallway.

"So, are we moving?"

"We will remain here for the time," Optimus said. "This base still houses our relics and moving them to the new one will reveal them to the Decepticons."

"I may have to agree with Optimus here," Hestia said. "I may have the shielding tech; it does not fully rival the Nemesis's capacity in shielding any outgoing signals that these relics you keep. I'm still learning."

"Is it empty now?" Jetfire asked.

"Perceptor is on board," she said. "He may need a few more hands to make the place battle-worthy."

"Send me up to meet him," he said. "Whenever you need me, I'm just a groundbridge away."

"Jetfire may be useful as his aerial ability will assist in the war," Optimus said. "His scientific abilities are of more use with the aid of Perceptor in any scientific endeavours and the building of our secondary base."