Chapter 1: A new begining and two assumed ends
Storm had been shunned by the autobots, denied of all his rights, and was kicked out of the elite guard.
He only relied on his brother, jet fire.
Jet storm sat in the apartment like building waiting patiently for his brother to come home.
Then he herd the door open and his brother walked in.
"Hello brother!" Storm said warmly "how was your day?"
"It was fine brother." JF said lazily. "I need a recharge."
Then they went to their rooms and recharged.
**in storms dream**
Storm was in a room that was black with some kind of red coding.
you'll never be an autobot. a voice seeming to come out of the coding.
***
Storm woke up in a hurry yelling.
"Are you ok brother?!" JF said running into his brothers room.
Without responding Storm flew out the window and transformed in mid air.
He had no control, he flew till he left Cybertrons atmosphere, to a place familiar that he didn't know.
Then a fighter jet flew at him in an all to familiar.
"How dare you come here autobot!" He said shooting at Storm.
Storm dodged the laser fire using a technique he never even knew.
"I'm not here to fight you, ya loose screw!" Storm yelled at Blitzwing while transforming into robot mode. "And I'm not an autobot."
Blitzwing transformed and his head spin to Chilli. "Then why are you here?"
"I want to be a con." Storm said.
Blitzwing thought for a moment, then said "Come back here tomorrow alone with proof that you are a con."
So Storm flew back to cybertron. He made sure to leave his com link at home, incase some bot listened in on his conversation, or tried to track his coordinates.
When he got home he went inside to get his com link.
Storm sighed. He was really gonna leave. If he did this there was no turning back. How would he get proof? What would he do?
He was so tangled up in his own thoughts he was quite startled when his brother said something.
"Brother what are you doing?" Jet fire asked curiously staring at his brother "And why do you look so sad and confused?"
"I'm leaving." Jet storm said his eyes drooped.
"What?!" Jetfire said, his optics wide with shock "Why?! Where?!"
"I" Storm took a deep breath, liquid that humans described as tears flowed down his faceplate. "I'm joining the decepticons, brother."
Jetfires expression went from one of sadness, to one of terror. He presses the button on his com link.
"Jetfire to elite guard. Come in elite guard, we is having a traitor in my living quarters. I re- gah!" Storm nocked the come link away from his brother.
"I won't let you do this, brother." Jetfire said shakily, standing in front of the door.
"Then I'll have to force you." Storm said, knocking his brother down.
Jetfire was on the floor, he turned on his signal dampeners to cover his spark signals. Then he passed out.
meanwhile, back at EG HQ
The elite guard got the transmission.
"SP you better come look at this!" Jazz said terror shaking his voice. Sentinel looked at the screen and gasp then he yelled at jazz to start moving. Jazz and Sentinel Prime were off.
They arrived as Storm walked out the door.
"Stop right there, Storm." Jazz said, pointing his gun at the soon to be con, while Sentinel ran in to see if Jetfire was ok.
"Why Jazz sir, I am very pleased to see that Sentinel Prime sir hasn't bored you into stasis lock." Jetstorm said with a smile that looked so innocent that Jazz forgot the transmission for a nano click.
"We got the transmission." Jazz said. "And according to the spark signals, you also off lined Jetfire."
That last sentence caused Storm to know he couldn't turn back now.
"So how about we make this easier for us all," Jazz said holding a pair of stasis cuffs. "And you let me put these on you."
Storm hung his head and held out his servos.
Jazz smiled a little, and put the cuffs on Jetstorms out stretched servos.
"that's a good bot." Jazz said while thinking that he could just say it was a glitch in storms coding, and that Preceptor could easily fix it.
Storm smiled as well exempt this smile was cruel and cold, lifting his head up he said "Remember that Processor over matter you always be talking about?"
The cuffs undid them selfs around his servos, and faster that the cyber ninja could react, Storm locked the stasis cuffs on Jazz.
"Nothing personal Jazz sir," Storm said, transforming into jet mode. "It's just buisness." Then he flew away.
Storm flew till he reached the cybertron monitoring center.
He walked in and pulled out the come link 2.0 that Preceptor gave him. He smiled at the memory.
He shook his head, trying to focus again. He plugged the com link in, and downloaded the footage he needed as proof.
"Jetstorm?" Preceptor said "what are you.. doing.. here..." Preceptor stopped and looked at the screen where the footage of Jetstorm stasis cuffs on Jazz.
He pulled out his com link and said "Decepticon in the monitoring center!" Jetstorm grabbed Preceptors com link and crushed it.
Then Storm transformed and flew away. Flew till he was back at that strangely familiar place.
"Do you have the proof?" Blitzwing said while flying over to him.
"Right here." Storm pressed the button on his com link, and it projected onto a dead ship behind them.
The video showed him blowing his brother down with his power, and cuffing Jazz.
"Wow," Blitzing said in surprise "I have never met any con that would dare to cuff a cyber ninja elite guard."
"So is this enough proof?" Storm said with a smile.
"Yes." Blitzwing said "Yes it is."
A small beam shot out of Storms visor, and scanned the deception symbol. his visor turned red and the con symbol appeared on the screen on his chest.
***Back On Cybertron***
Jetfire groaned and sat up, he was nocked out by his brother, that was his last memory.
There was what sounded to be a relieved gasp "Every bot, the jet man is waking up!" Jazz said surprise and happiness in his voice.
Fire looked around at the bots rushing to see if he was ok.
Jazz, Sentinel, and Weeljack, all with faces of relief. Surprisingly, the happiest and most relieved was Sentinel.
The prime wrapped his servos around Jetfire in a tight squeeze. A look of pure shock covered every bots face.
"Sentinel prime sir," Jet fire said his faceplate an expression of shock and confusion. "Are you hugging me?"
Sentinel drew away, embarrassment took a deep place on his faceplate.
The rest laughed about it, and soon Sentinel joined in.
Then Jetfire remembered about Jetstorm.
"What happened to my brother?" Jetfire asked.
