Celestia looked at the small group of Autobots. Three plus her. They were surrounded by the entire Decepticon Army. Earth had been conquered; the rest of the Autobots had been slain. Firestarter, Sunstreaker, Celestia, and Sideswipe were the only ones left. They were four against hundreds of 'Cons. Not a good ratio.

"Guys, how far would you follow me?" It was more a statement than a question.

"We would follow you into the pit and back, if that's what it took."

"Nothing would keep us from following you. Not even the unmaker himself."

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker were looking at her with confidence in any plan Celestia might have. She was the only prime left. The black winged prime. The prime of legend, the one that would finally end the war by destroying the entire Decepticon army with the help of her 3 warriors. The yellow sun, the red fire, the purple night, and……….the silver moon.

Looking back at the beginning of this

And how life was

Just you and me and love and all of our friends

Living life like an ocean

Now the currents slowly pulling me down

Its getting harder to breathe

It wont be to long and I'll be going under

Can you save me from this

Celestia looked at her sister. Firestarter nodded at her.

Looking back she remembered what it was like when the war had not yet started. When they could walk the streets without worrying about getting shot, when the humans had been alive. When Optimus and the rest were still alive. It felt like Celestia was fighting a current in the endless sea, and losing.

//Primus…help us make it through this. If you can.//

The Decepticons started moving toward the group of Autobots. Pulling guns and swords.

"Assassins! At my mark!"

They pulled their weapons, ready to fight to the death.

The Decepticons charged, completely confident that they would kill the group of Autobots.

"MARK!"

And the Autobots attacked.

Its not my time

I'm not going

There's a fear in me

It's not showing

This could be the end of me

And everything I know

Oh, I wont go

Celestia charged in with only a blade. Slashing left, spinning right. She was graceful, like a dancer. A dancer performing the dance of death. Firestarter left a path of destruction in her wake, attaching a bomb here, stabbing someone there. Killing all in her way. Sunstreaker was shooting left and right, and when he shot three Decepticons dropped. Sideswipe was using his own style of fighting. A left hook there, and Right punch here. Kicks to the chest of each Decepticon. Causing them to fall like bricks. They all were performing the Dance of Death. Each one with a different part.

I look ahead at all the plans that we made

And the dreams that we had

I'm in a world that tries to take them away

Oh, but I'm taking them back

All this time I've just been to blind to understand

What should matter to me

My friend, this life we live

Is not what we have, it's what we believe

Celestia was covered in energon. The life-giving liquid for all Cybertronians. The Decepticons were down to about 300. The Autobots were still at four.

Pain, a warm liquid flowing down her side. A Decepticon had gotten lucky, but not lucky enough. Celestia brought up her sword and cut off the 'Cons head. It was a life-threatening wound. But she refused to give up.

It's not my time

I'm not going

There's a fear in me

It's not showing

This could b the end of me

And everything I know

Oh, it's not my time

I'm not going

There's a fear in me

Now I know that

This could be the end of me

And everything I know

Oh, I wont go

100 to go. The legend was true.

50 went down as Firestarter set another bomb.

I wont go

It might be more that you believe

It might be something you can't see

Its not my time

Celestia dodged another knife only to be stabbed in the back. She saw Firestarter take a shot in the back. Sunstreaker was shooting with only one arm, the other one was just a mess of wires. Sideswipe was nowhere to be seen.

I'm not going

There's a fear in me

It's not showing

"Aren't you scared, little Autobot?" A black Decepticon sneered at Celestia.

She grinned. "If I am, its not showing." And she stabbed him.

This could be the end of me

And everything I know

It's not my time

I'm not going

There's a will in me

Now its gonna show

This could be the end of me

And everything I know

"WHY WONT YOU DIE!!!!"

Celestia grinned, he was one of the last five left. "Because, we refuse to die."

She stabbed him.

I won't go

There won't be more than you believe

There might be more than you can see

It's not my time

I'm not going

There's a fear in me

It's not showing

This could be the end of me

And everything I know

Starscream, Skywarp, Thundercracker, and Megatron. They were the only ones left.

"Sunstreaker take Skywarp. Sideswipe, Thundercracker. Firestarter, you get Starscream." She glared at the Decepticon leader. "Megatron is mine."

It's not my time

I'm not going

They attacked the four with precision only an assassin could have. Skywarp was the first one to fall. Leaving Sunstreaker to help Sideswipe play jet judo.

There's a will in me

Now I know it

Firestarter shot Starscream in the spark, at the same time Thundercracker went down.

It was only Celestia and Megatron left.

"You should really just give up. I promise to make you my pet."

"Oh, how sweet. You don't want to kill your niece. I'm touched." The sarcasm in Celestia's voice was thick.

"Oh no, I'm going to kill you slowly. Just like I killed your father. Slowly, painfully, terribly."

Celestia growled. And attacked.

This could be the end of me

And everything I know

She kicked low and hit high. Swinging her sword and shooting her laser gun. Every time Megatron kicked or tried to punch her. Celestia jumped up and hovered, shooting at him. Landing some serious kicks and punches. Then her sword caught Megatron in the chest. Right under his spark.

I wont go

"I wish I could draw out your death. Like you drew out my fathers. But I'm not cruel, or evil. I am an Autobot, the last Prime……and daughter of Optimus Prime. Sparkmate of Sideswipe, Twin sister of Firestarter. Friend of Sunstreaker, twin to Sideswipe, both sons of Jazz." Celestia drew the sword up, cutting the spark casing. "I hope you enjoy the pit. Uncle."

Megatron smiled and shot her in the abdomen. Just before he collapsed, dead.

Celestia smiled as the wound healed. No wounds were found on the rest of her team. She looked up at a bright light, the matrix had opened up. Several Autobots walked out. Whole and alive. Still the ghosts of others walked out and surrounded Celestia. She recognized the elders and………………all the primes of the past.

I won't go!

"You have earned your right to enter the matrix. We await your decision."

Celestia looked into the optics of all the Cybertronians that surrounded her. Only one set of optics were not see through.

"daddy." She whispered.

"Yes, you have saved the Cybertronian race. I'm so proud of you."

Celestia smiled sadly. "I could not have done it without my team daddy." She turned and looked at the small group. Holding out her hand for them to enter the circle, she smiled a true happy, but relieved smile. Sideswipe took her outreached hand, while Firestarter placed her had on her right wing. Sunstreaker touched her left wing. She looked at the Elders and past primes. "I refuse to leave them until my rightful time. Unless they go with me, I will not go."

The oldest one there, a silver femme with white wings, smiled at Celestia. "The rest of the prophesy, And so the black winged prime shall be offered a place in the ever joyful matrix, and will refuse. Therefore choosing to live out the rest of her life with her friends and family on the new world, peacefully with the revived humans." The silver femme nodded. "I am Starpraiser. The first of all primes, daughter of Primus himself. And you, my dear, are my reincarnation. I am proud to call you Celestia, the Protector of stars. May Primus always be with you and the stars shine with good fortune." With that Starpraiser shimmered out. Followed by all the Elders and other Primes, except for three.

The red one stood forward. " I am Proj. Second elder. You, Sideswipe, are my reincarnation. Follower of the stars. May you always have good fortune."

The yellow one bowed deeply. "I am Sunspark. Third elder. Sunstreaker, you are my reincarnation. Allow the stars and the great yellow sun itself to watch over you and protect you, Sparkling of the Sun. You have my blessings."

Firestarter looked at the others as a Purple and Black femme nodded to her. "I am Darkfire. First elder. You can most likely guess the fact that you are my reincarnation. Daughter of Fire, protect and be protected. May Primus watch over you, and may you have a long, happy life."

They all looked at eachother as the elders disappeared and the matrix closed. They were suddenly surrounded by the Revived Autobots as the sun rose and a warming light spread across the land. Everywhere it touched the earth was returned to its former glory and all the human bodies healed and came back to life. The first reactions of all the humans were to duck and scream, however Optimus calmed them all down and explained quite a bit. Celestia smiled and promptly collapsed from exhaustion. As did the rest of her team.

"Will they be Ok?" Optimus asked Ratchet some time later.

"Yes, they pulled the STUPIDEST stunt I have ever seen. They went against all the Decepticons AND WON!!!! It was the most impossible…the odds were stacked against them! They exhausted their reserves! There is no telling how long they went without even one ounce of recharge, they did not intake ANY energon! You can ask Prowl! It was an impossible feat but they pulled it off. It was by the grace of Primus that they even SURVIVED!" Ratchet whirled on Optimus. "Your daughter took them into Pit and brought them back. Without anybody DYING! She is so much like your slagging aft that it is unbelievable! BY PRIMUS SHE AND THE REST OF THEM SHOULD HAVE DIED! It is impossible, most humans would call it a miracle that they survived. According to Sunstreaker, who did not pass out as fast as the others, they went up against 5,000 DECEPTICONS!!!!!!! Four versus 5,000! Think about it Prime! Your daughter is either a VERY good leader, or a VERY LUCKY one. I personally think that she is a very good, lucky, and STUPID leader." Ratchet paused and looked at Optimus. "Exactly like you."

Optimus blinked. "Thanks, I think."

Celestia groaned. "Did anybody get the number of the battle ship that hit me!"

"YOU GO BACK INTO RECHARGE!!!!!"

"A battle ship hit you also?"

They all looked at Prowl.

"Um…yeah, about two cycles ago. After the base was destroyed and the ceiling fell on top of me."

Ratchet stared in disbelief, then looked at Optimus. "Your daughter is a slaggin idiot and the luckiest Femme I have ever met." He looked back at the femmes. "Both of them."

"Can you please keep it down? Some of us are trying to recharge."

Sunstreaker was propped up on his elbows.

"He has a point." Sideswipe stated, not even bothering to open his optics.

"We have established the fact that all of us are lucky. Now can you three leave so we can recharge and regain our strength. You can yell at us all you want later." Firestarter was glaring at all of them.

"GO BACK TO RECHARGE! OPTIMUS, PROWL OUT! I DO NOT WANT ANY OF THESE YOUNGLINGS TO BE DISTURBED FOR AT LEAST 1 SEMI-VORN!"

They left under a barrage of wrenches and laser scalpels.

Ratchet huffed and looked back at the four assassins. "Just tell me one thing. How the slag did you four survive?"

They looked at eachother, then finally at Celestia, who ruffled her wings a little. "We just refused to give up. None of us would go down."

And with that they passed out again.

No I wooooooooon't gooooo down!