So, what was going to be a one shot has grown and taken over my brain a little bit. When I wrote that little tidbit it was when I first played the game, and now the more and more I play...

Anyway, It's Sentinel's turn to have a shot with the Gods of Brush. This one is Animated, but none of these will be very consistent, and now I have a list with quite a few different continuities... I blame Shadow.


"You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face; You must do the thing you think you cannot do." - Eleanor Roosevelt

Even though he'd never admit it, Sentinel Prime was terrified from the moment he could think past the panicked internal screams he had going in his head.

He hated organics, hated them with a passion that rivaled the heat of the star that gave Earth it's light. To Sentinel, his hate was justified, his hate was essential in warning his fellow mechs and femmes of the evils that dealing with organics brought. They could never go through what he'd been through, never.

That hate, fear- no, terror, was what Sentinel used to keep going, keep moving. It kept him from breaking down under the cruel trick that had to have been played on him.

He had gone into recharge safe in his berth on the ship, and had woken to the strange organic world around him. The area was nothing like he'd grown to know on Earth, it was strange, but it was like he was back on that planet. The forest that surrounded him went on and on, endless and foreboding. And loud. Primus help him it was loud.

Insects chirped and buzzed, birds warbling in a symphony that could have rivaled the best of Cybertrons orchestras, and more then once he heard the distant sound of wolves howling their pleasure during a kill. At one point he let out a scream of pure rage at the sounds, and it dimmed them for a few clicks before it was all back at full force. He would forever swear that it even got louder.

Sentinel didn't try that again.

In the end his travels took him to a wide river. The sun, which had been high during his walking, started to set as he hid among the large rocks. With the dark more predators would come he knew, and they would kill and eat him, throw acid that would melt...

He shuddered and hunkered himself down, optics watching the sun set. It was beautiful, he had to admit to himself. Never to any other mech would he admit that, after all, it was un-Autobot! With a sigh, Sentinel looked around, and then finally up at the stars. They too were a beautiful sight, bright and so very pretty, hypnotizing really...

Before he knew what was happening the Autobot felt himself waking from his recharge cycle, processor numb to his predicament.

Until he looked down at his pedes.

Sitting on the rocks was a cube of energon, filled to the brim with pink liquid. It looked completely innocent... but sent Sentinel into a loud string of cursing and cemented in his mind that the Earth-bots were playing a horrible trick on him.

He was going to fragging make them pay. The little yellow one was going to be scrap especially, and Optimus... he was going to kill the slagger with his own battle ax.

"When I get them..." Sentinel trailed off into grumbles of how he was going to go about their destruction as he opened the cube, only to spew the energy out in a combination of surprise and amazement.

The war had made energon hard to come by, with the best that anybody could get being a cheap grade that was gritty and unrefined. High grade and flavored energons were unheard of, extinct. What he held in his hands was not only high grade, but it was a flavored one as well.

The Earth-bots had not set out the delicacy for him. They never could have gotten it or made it.

Suddenly Sentinel wasn't as afraid of his surroundings as he was whoever had left him energy. What did they want? And why? Why...

He debated dumping the cube, or subspacing it to be checked when he was finally safe. His traitor of a tank though killed that idea in the bud, and he found himself taking another sip of the smooth, sweet drink. Truly refined energy buzzed his systems for the first time in centuries, but he still stopped as soon as he could, just in case it was poisoned or something.

The Autobot capped the cube and stuffed it into subspace, standing and getting ready to resume his walking. He didn't make it far before fear had him frozen in his tracks. Across the river a thin ridge line of water had started, its crest leaving waves behind it before it disappeared into nothing. There was something large in the blue waters.

Mechanically Sentinel started walking again, head turning to watch the river and look for the wake of water every few moments. It did appear a second time, and then a third, but made no move to show itself. He disparately wanted to move away from the water's edge, but when he tried he found himself right back along the rocky beach. It was enough to drive him insane.

And it stopped scaring him. The animals that he'd been hearing quieted, or at least he thought so. He came across a mother bear and her cubs, recognizing the large animal from a lesson that they'd been given by Ultra Magnus. It was fishing in a shallow area of the river and did nothing more then chuff at him as he passed, more interested in food then the weird smelling robot.

Sentinel didn't know whether to be happy or insulted, nor could he imagine where the thought of his 'weird' smell came from.

He decided he didn't want to know.

Shortly after passing the bear though he turned, noting that it was still in sight and checked his tank readings. The energon wasn't showing any signs of being tainted, and he grinned a little bit, sitting down to finish the cube while watching the cub play in the currents. It was a cute little thing, sopping wet and giving all the appearance of a stuffed toy.

Somewhere in his mind Sentinel, couldn't believe he was ever scared of it.

It was during that thought that the peace surrounding him suddenly became dark and violent. It was horrifying really, especially as he realized that the aura was coming from the something in the forest. Out of the brush the much larger creature walked, or rather crawled, it's body a mismatch of human and insect. The human aspect were the head and legs of it, eight arms split from it's body, hands twisted backwards. It had no eyes or nose, only a fanged mouth that let out a garbled laugh. The rest of it's body was that of a spider, decorated with pink and blue, and ending in ornate yellow barbs.

It went straight for the bear and her cub. The adult reared up, letting out a roar and raising it's paw as if to strike the massive creature. The monster just laughed harder, rearing back and then snapping forward, playing with it's targets as if it were a funny game.

Rage hit Sentinel like a brick and he forgot all about his fear, lance yanked from subspace with more force then necessary.

"Hey stupid! Why don't you pick on someone your own size!" He yelled, jumping from the top of the rock he'd been on, fuel forgotten.

The creature hissed and turned on him, a cruel smile coming to it's face as it slunk over to him.

"Man? Always delicious. But you... are not. Mm." The voice, female, made the Autobot gawk, and Sentinel watched as the bear and her cub escaped into the woods, letting the beast crawl closer and closer. As it did he regained his fear and with a shriek turned tail and ran as fast as he could. Why, why in Primus' name had he done that? Why! He was still shrieking as a shadow fell over him and he belatedly realized that the monster had jumped over him as it landed, kicking up rocks and sand.

He skidded, flailing and falling back onto his aft.

"I'm not your size!" Sentinel wailed, twisting himself up as he felt a hand grip his pede and drag him back. Tendrils of web encircled his waist and he screamed, lashing back with his lance. The tip of the weapon hit his attacker, sending her falling back with her own scream.

It didn't help him much though as more webbing surrounded him, binding him down. He continued to fight, even while he realized that he was going to die... he was going to die from the thing he had finally gotten over fearing even!

"Now now, letssss not be hasty, shall we?" A voice entered Sentinel's head unbidden and he froze, head twisting to watch the very familiar wake in the center of the lake come into view. It was heading straight for him.

"What the slag!" He cried out as a head emerged, followed by the slender body of the biggest organic he's ever seen. It even topped the monster that was so bent on eating him. The snake was the purest of white, red markings decorating it in a strange pattern, finials at the side of it's jaws dipping back when it opened it's mouth wide, showing off dangerous looking fangs.

Internally, the Autobot was begging Primus that the new monster would be more interested in the other one and he'd be able to escape.

"Are you not going to fight with me? Little Sssssentinel, after living up to your name, are you going to lose that honor?" The voice belonged to the snake, and she, it was another she, twisted the rest of her body from the rolling waters. She snapped the webbing with her jaws and hissed lowly, watching the insect rear back.

"That is my meal!"

"I'm not your meal!" Sentinel took what had been said to spark, lashing out with his weapon again. The snake hissed in approval, tail whipping around and slashing down three times.

Instantly a stinging rain started fall, wild and harsh, leaving the Autobot blinded as he charged toward the screams of the spider. Her body had begun smoking in the rain, and it was apparent that it was doing untold damage to her. His lance hit her torso, sliding into organic flesh with a sickening wet sound. Around him the storm faded, and he looked down at the dead creature before him with a satisfied sigh.

The satisfaction turned into startled happiness though as he watched the dead body start to disintegrate, grasses and plants blooming up from the carcass. A Fountain of water shot from the spot, and it radiated outward until there was a flower that Sentinel could have easily sat inside at the spot, smaller ones popping up slowly. The beauty of the scene was marred by his lance and he picked it up while still watching the closed flower bud.

It opened slowly, and floating from the center was a blue disk of metal. It rotated up, and floated over to him him, landing in his hands. He looked down at it and frowned, cocking his head.

"What?"

"You finissshed the Spider Queen. It released a weapon of vast power. The Snarling Beast... I've not seen one of these in centuries. Not since Mother Amaterasu fought the darknesssssss."Sentinel jumped, having forgotten all about the snake. This seemed to amuse her, as she laughed, curling her body around him like a massive scarf.

"W-What do you want? Why... What are you? Who are you? Slagging pits!"

"I am Nuregami, the great god of the watersssss. I want nothing from you, Ssentinel, I just happen to have the Great Mother's sssssense of... helping those needing it, and knowing how." The snake turned to face him, black eyes shining with glee at the look of horror and fear that shook through his face and frame.

"Y-ou're a god? You... you did that storm! I don't... I still don't understand." He whimpered, fearful that he was going to be punished. And he couldn't help but think that he did deserve it.

"You've not noticed, have you? Your shield, you no longer have it. I... heh, ssset you up with a replacement. I, Nuregami, have destroyed the fear that clouded your inner sssoul and made it dark. My Deluge was my little... insurance that you would win the battle. But I didn't need to worry, did I, Ssentinel?"

Sentinel shook his head, relaxing a little bit. Surrounded by the god he was warm and actually comfortable in her coils.

"But that still doesn't tell me why. I don't..."

"Do not worry yourself, young one. Let us just enjoy the beauty around ussssss. I brought you here for the clearing of your dark sssoul, as well as my own persssssonal enjoyment." With that she hissed again and uncoiled herself, long body moving along the beach with muscular movements. Sentinel followed her, and they simply talked.

It was strange, had anyone told the Autobot that he'd be in such a situation he'd have punched them and laughed... but he was happy for it. Hours passed and he realized that they were back where they started, leaving him to turn to Nuregami with a small frown.

"I... thank you. But I am confused still about something. Why me?"

"I noticed you, Ssentinel. You had a great spark of life, I ssaw it from my spot in the Celestial Heavensss. I watched as you changed and that lovely being I enjoyed watching so became a ssservant of Yami, of the darkness. It broke my heart, young one, you were the only one of my chossen to go down that path. I pleaded with the Great Mother, and she gave me the chance to change your fate. This is the only chance you get, Ssentinel. Don't wasste it, or you will have the wrath of the Brush Gods on you when you pass into our realm." Head bowed, Sentinel nodded, whispering his thanks as he sat next to the re-coiled serpent.

"We will meet again then? I would like that." He leaned back, half in recharge, slipping into it as she nodded and grinned at him, showing off her fangs once more.

"We will meet again. I'm going to take you ssswimming, little one."

It was disorienting to wake back in his quarters... mostly because they were not his quarters. He couldn't understand why he was back on Cybertron, his chronometer was off, his schedule... his decals declaring him a Prime...

Everything was gone. He was no longer a mech of the Elite Guard, he was a trainee again.

Sentinel didn't know whether to jump for joy or cheer. It was a second chance, as he'd been promised, and he was not going to waste it!

A knock at his door startled him, and he spun around in a panic.

"Hey, Sentinel, come on, we'll be late." Optimus called from the other side, causing him to melt a little inside.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" With a quick look around he looked himself over, checked his subspace for the Reflector he'd been given and with that assured himself it wasn't a cycle-vision. And then he spotted the shell. It was sitting on his shelf innocently, white and red, ornate and stunning. Sentinel ran a finger over it, amazed, before another knock had him running to the door.

When they met again, he would have to repay the gift he'd been given... he had to. And his new shield, it would need some fixing up... a nice Autobot signal. Yes. He couldn't wait! Why fear death anymore, organics? It would mean getting to see her again.

"I like you too, young one. Thank you." He jumped at the laugh, and grinned, before stepping out.