This is my originally handwritten story. But it gets edited as I type it. this is my third storyline I have. So, enjoy! I DO NOT ANY TRANSFORMERS CHARACTERS! I ONLY OWN THUNDER! CHAPTER 1 A deep voice rang through her hunting dreams. "You have done well Bumblebee." Jerking awake to find that voice was not part of her dream, she jumped up. But she fell over in mid-transformation. She was tangled up in human-made ropes! "What the heck are you doing, Thunder?" Ratchet asked, barely able to contain his laughter. Optimus Prime, Leader of the Autobots, turned his head module at the sound of scrabbling feet. What he saw made him burst into fits of laughter. When he finally stopped laughing, Optimus realized this creature was a former 'Con. Jumping up after breaking the human ropes, the cat saluted her new leader and commander."Reporting for duty sir!" "At ease, Soldier." Optimus Prime replied to the formal salute. Easing her paw down, Thunder moved towards Ratchet. There, at Ratchet's peddes, she laid down, drifting into a deep sleep. As Thunders' breathing deepened, Optimus thought aloud. "I wonder why she is not healed yet?" Ratchet turned around when he heard his leader speaking. "Hmmm? Oh yes. Thunder's injuries are healing well. She just has to have some downtime, as humans call it." "Hmmmmm..." was the reply. Optimus spaced off, staring at Thunder. He silently noted the slim, lanky body of the young femme fighter. Then, something caught Prime's optics. Three jagged scratch marks over Thunder's left optic sensor. As he looked closer at it, he realized it was an old battle scar. "Optimus, is something wrong?" The voice startled him. And he jumped."What? Oh...no. Nothing's bothering me. Just taking a closer look at this old battle scar over her left optic sensor." Optimus answered Ratchet. Bending down, Ratchet sedated Thunder to keep her asleep for awhile. Then, running a finger over the scratch marks, he opened Thunder's left optic sensor to find it foggy, blurry. Looking up, Ratchet gave his diagnosis to Optimus. "She is blind in this eye. She may be edgy, jumpy because of this old injury." Ratchet could see the fear in his leader's optics. And when he scanned Prime he found there was horror, fear, terror, and sorrow. "Do not be like that Optimus." Wiping the horrified expression off his face plates, Optimus nodded his head to acknowledge what Ratchet said. Out of the corner of both mechs' optics, they both saw Arcee, Optimus' sparkmate, their two daughters Swirl and Firestorm, and Emerald, Megatrons' sparkmate, and their three daughters Shadowdancer, Shadegun, and Darkflower, coming up to the computer platform. Moving away to let Emerald onto the platform, Optimus gave Arcee a hug, as well as their daughters. Emerald climbed up the stairs towards Thunder. She bent down to run a gentle hand over Thunders' back and Emerald heard Thunder purr. It was a purr full of joy, excitement, and a feeling of safety. "What a strange reaction." stated Emerald. "And yet, so comforting." As Emerald stood up, a mortar hit the top of Autobot Base, knocking everybody down. And a shard of stone came loose, falling from the ceiling, heading straight for Optimus Prime. As the stone came closer and closer, Optimus' optics widened. "NO!" screamed Arcee, the fear for her love clearly shown on her face.