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Prologue
How long has it been? How long has it been since my friends and I came here, entombed in solid rock? I remember it like it was yesterday, when I appealed to Primus for help. My team, along with my friends, you see, were gesalt groups. We were weapons, the Cyber Bow and the Sonic Staff. Seperate, we were destructive enough, like the Star Saber and the Requieum Blaster. But together, combined, we became the Avenger Ax. If the Decepticons ever found out about us...
So we took steps to prevent it. We went and did a brave thing--we sought out Primus for help. The Transformer God was, luckly, very understanding of our plight, and gave us a choice. We could stay, and he would break our gesalt links, so the Dark One wouldn't discover our power. Or we could leave, go someplace where our kind doesn't exist, and help where we were truly needed.
We chose to leave.
The Cybertroanian detity gave us one week to prepare, then we would be sent to our new home.
It was one week too long.
The Decepticons, on the rampage to get as many Minicons as they cold, raided our village. My team and the others managed to get away. I didn't.
I...don't really remember much of what happened. Only that it did. Either I can't remember, or I chose not to. Anyway, the next thing I know, I'm in a Decepticon base, someone's hand reaching for me. I did what any Minicon would do in my position--I screamed, yanked my weapon out of subspace, and blasted him. Then I ran like hell.
I managed to find the ventilation system and bailed, taking a few freed Minicons with me. As soon as we were out, I thought about our agreement with Primus. Could we take my fellow escapees as well?
Turns out we could. When I met up with my team, the escaped Minicons with me, Primus contacted us. The God said that he was ready to transport us, was there anything else we wanted to do? After quickly explaining to the Minicons who weren't in on this, they asked if they could go too. Primus said okay, and we went into statis, turning into pentagon-shaped panels with the Minicon emblem stamped on it. Then I went offline for a time.
When I became aware again, I found that I was still in statis-mode shape, rousing only when Transformers wandered by my location. So, in other words, I was a pentagon-shaped metal panel set into and surrounded by solid rock. I could sense others near me, and could contact them, which pretty much kept our sanity intact.
But still, both Autobot and Decepticon wandered by our positions, never knowing that their smaller 'cousins' slept practically at their feet.
How long? I cried out silently as sleep mode began to take hold once again.
How long untill my brethren and I will be allowed to walk in the sunlight again?
How long untill we can be free?
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