Chapter 1: The Hacker

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Optimus's POV

"Optimus, things aren't looking too good right now. Raf and I have been able to stabilize the monitor for now, but there is only so much time we can buy. I don't know enough about human technology, and Raf is still just a kid." Ratchet told me worriedly.

I nodded, "Alert Agent Fowler. It seems we will need nore help then is already in our company."

He nodded and walked back to the computer, working diligently to reach our communications. The virus was eating away at everything. Raf and Ratchet could only hold it off for so long.

The groundbridge is already down, along with the mechanisms for the door. We are quite literally trapped in our own base.

Miko didn't seem to mind. Jack however, was extremely irritated by her lack of exhaustion. Raf wasn't really focused on being trapped because he was working hard alongside Ratchet to save our computer, an important part of our base.

"He- ello?"

I perked up, looking at the screen, showing a flickering Agent Fowler.

"Agent Fowler. We request help urgently. Our computer systems have been damaged with a virus. Without it, our groundbridge and other controls are not functional." I explained.

He frowned, "I- some- that- repeat?"

"I will repeat myself. We need assistance. Our computer has been hit with a virus. Controls are not functional." I said slowly, hoping he would be able to receive at least parts of my message.

He nodded, "-get-good-over-."

Then the screen winked out and we were alone again.

"Things aren't looking good are they?" Jack asked me.

"No. If Megatron tries to attack or a energon vein is uncovered, we will be completely in the dark. If he finds out about this, he will gain a very strong advantage." I explained.

"Not to mention what will happen if our shield fails. We will be sitting ducks." Ratchet grumbled.

"If we aren't already." Raf muttered.

"Don't worry, Raf. We'll get through it." Bumblebee told his charge.

"I hope you're right." Raf sighed.

Fowler's POV

"Hello? This is Agent Fowler. Clearance level 6." I said into the small box.

"Approved. You may enter."

I grabbed the door handle and swung it open, looking around for- There he is. Agent Henkerson, in charge of the tech department.

"Agent Fowler, what brings you here? Trouble keeping an eye on Team Prime, whoever they are, again?" Je asked, shaking my hand.

"Not this time. Team Prime has some advanced tech, I'll need our most advanced hacker to come deal with it." I told him.

He winced, "Our most advanced? Can't you just take two or three of our regulars?"

"No. If our lesser soliders fail, I'll have to keep moving up the ranks. The less people who know about Team Prime the better. Plus, I don't think we have enough time for some amateur to come play with their wires." I said.

He sighed, "That might be a problem. Our most advanced hacker, well, he isn't employed. He just helps out for money every once in a while. Never even met him before."

I groaned, "Well, where does he live? I'll go pick him up."

He winced again, "Another problem. He is a really good hacker. We haven't been able to solve his identity yet."

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