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Ravage leaped from the ledge onto the young scout, then ran after the boy. His master and creator, Soundwave, would distract the scout.

He raced after the boy, not wanting to fail his master. He leaped in front of him and prepared to pounce. The boy yelled and ran the other way. Ravage growled in frustration, he hated his mission. He wouldn't mind being a neutral, he was tired of fighting.

But he respected his master greatly, and he would follow his decisions. Alas, his master had chosen to be a decepticon, so he became one too.

Ravage had the boy cornered. His job would should be over and he would bring the boy back to his master. But suddenly, out of nowhere, a hand reached out and grabbed Ravage. He squirmed in the mech's grasp. He looked up to see the scout. As he looked around, he felt like someone had stabbed him. Off to the left, behind the scout, was his master, dead. He growled menacingly and bit the scout as hard as he could, but the scout grabbed his head with the other hand, and began to pull his head off. Ravage felt like he was being torn apart, and tried to escape the pain, but there was no way. In a few moment's his head came off and he was gone. The scout went to the boy to help him out.

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Ravage onlined slowly and looked around him. This did not look like the Pits or the Well of All sparks. Maybe he had so evil that he would just float in between them. He sure hoped not. Suddenly a voice came out of nowhere.

"Do not worry, you will not remain here."

Ravage looked around. He saw no one.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"I am Primus. I saw your desire for no war. You are no decepticon. You did not want to leave your master, because you are loyal."

"Why am I here, Primus?"

"I have decided to give you a second chance at life, but not as a Cybertronian."

"Then what will I be?"

"You will soon find out, my child." And with that, Primus left.

Ravage wondered what he would be. Would he still be cat like? Would he only have to legs, like humans? Or would he have six legs, like a quinteson? While deep in thought, Ravage slowly drifted into recharge.

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