DISCLAIMER: I don't own Digimon, Transformers, Hot Rod, Prime, or any others except Lana. She is my own warped creation
Note: This was inspired by a Transformers fic called "Choices" (I think, it's been a while, and I have NO idea who wrote it!) and the Digi-Breed fics by Cynthia and co, who's works can be found at:
Please forgive me if Mistakes were made in the spelling of names, this hasn't been bata-ed, and it's 2:30 am...
Digi-bot
By Kadance Murikami
Part 1: Meetings
Rod sat by the small mountain lake, alone and miserable. Ever since Optimus had returned and the war started again, every one had gone back to treating him like a dumb hot head. Like Hot Rod.
It was like to them, he had never been Rodoumis Prime. Like all his accomplishments didn't matter. Like HE didn't matter.
Ok, he could forgive Optimus that. The Red Autobot Leader hadn't SEEN him as a Prime. He hadn't been around, so Hot Rod was the only reference he had.
But DAMN IT! The others knew. They had seen him as a leader!
He lay back on the rocky ground with a tired sigh. It wasn't fair. nobody listened to him, nobody CARED how he felt, and when he TRIED to be "the old Rod" everyone was happy.
They had no idea how much that hurt.
And-
What... what the hell was that in the sky?
He focused in his optic sensors and saw the last thing he had ever expected to see. It looked like a Human with bat wings?!
He followed her? approach and crept over to a rock outcropping near the lake, to observe her landing.
Moments after her decent, a bright light enveloped her and she became slightly smaller. Her wings vanished and her coloring changed.
Little did Rod know, but he had just seen hid very first De-Digivolve.
"Oi! Genni! You here man?"
Rod's optic sensors flickered in a simulation of a blink of surprise. Who was she, who was she talking to, and just WHAT was she?
"Damn it, Genni! You called me out here to the middle of nowhere, so you had BETTER have a good reason! Pissing off an Ultimate who can go Mega is a piss poor servile tactic!"
"Fruck. He sends me an E-mail saying I just HAAAAAAAAAD to be here at this specific time, or both Digi and Human worlds would suffer, cause there was some whacked out prophecy or something, and now I'm here, there's NOTHING TO SEE!"
Rod 'blinked' again. How did she get that all out in one breath with out running out of air? or did she not need to breathe?
As she started to pace, obviously not a patent person, Rod leaned forward to try to catch what she was saying, and accidentally dislodged a rock.
She whirled around at the sound, her eyes going wide at the site that greeted her.
"Oh SHIT!" she gasped (it was not a squeak. Ultimates do NOT squeak.)
"Lanamon digivolve to... DRAYAHMON!"
"Oh crap," he whispered (No he would later swear. I did not squeak! To which Lana would reply, Oh yes he did.)
"Dragon's Soul!" She shouted, readying her attack.
"No! wait! please, I don't wanna fight! I'm unarmed!"
Rod wasn't dumb. The blast she was preparing had more kick to it than Megatron's cannon according to his sensors!
"Than what the Hell is a Robot-type Digimon doing here?
"Digimon? What in Primus' name is that? I'm an Autobot, from Cybertron."
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"Cybertron? What is that, some new teck factory?"
"No my home planet."
"Planet? Like outer space kind of planet?"
"Yes." Rod looked at her a moment. "Umm... are you going to get rid of that?"
"Huh?" She looks at the glowing ball of power. A glowing ball of power that was starting to reach critical mass.
"OH FUCK!" With supreme effort, she pushed it away, vaporizing a mountain in the process.
And that is how Rod met his first Digimon.
End pt 1