Infringe
by SMYGO4EVA
"Who do you want, Arcee?"
The way that Makeshift was looking at her made Arcee feel very self-conscious. So did the request that he was implying. It was very out of the blue - as humans said - and she didn't expect to see him out of every other bot or con on Earth, let alone what he just asked of her.
"What do you mean?" Arcee crossed her arms over her chassis, unsure of the Con's proposition.
"I can transform into any bot you have known, any bot that is still online or one that you have lost." Makeshift's smile was unnerving; there was something predatory in his eyes. "All you have to do is just say their name, Arcee. Just say the word."
Arcee wasn't sure if Makeshift was just lulling her into a false sense of security, but he did say that he could turn into any bot.
He could turn into any bot that was gone….
"Cliffjumper…"