NOTE: UNDER REQUEST. WARNINGS AND DISCLAIMER ARE ON THE FIRST CHAPTER.

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"S-Shockwave." The youngling whimpered, reaching out for the mech with her small servo. Shockwave merely brushed his only servo against her helm in a form of affection. It was easy for him to be all soft-sparked to the youngling at first but overtime he grew fond of her. He at least had a companion instead of being alone on the dead planet.

"Rest femme." he said softly.

Before the femme could protest she had suddenly slipped into recharge. Once he was assured that she was alright he stood up from the berth and left the room.

8 hours later

*Crash*

Psycwave's optics suddenly snapped online from her deep recharge. She heard a rather loud crash coming from Shockwave's lab. Thinking it was nothing, she tried to go back to recharge. But then the lights flickered on and off before the entire power went out. The femme gasped when she realised that she was alone in the dark. With her optics being her only source of light, she debated on wether or not if she should go check on Shockwave.

A power outage in the entire tower has happened before due to one of Shockwave's spacebridge experiments. But he completed that one months ago.

Dread and fear suddenly replaced the atmosphere. Was she having another night terror? No. This felt real this time. Climbing off the large berth, she wobbly walked over to the door. It made a 'hiss' sound when it slid open to reveal the dimly lited corridor. The tower was now possibly running on it's back-up generator. Not enough to power the entire tower, but some parts.

Still feeling a bit uneasy, she left the room and went down the corridor to Shockwave's lab. The whole scenario held a ominous feeling to it. This was almost like her night terror. Almost.

Dragonformers were sometimes known to have premonition. But this was extremely rare. With herself being one of the very last Dragonformers that remained on Cybertron, her creators had told her that it was the ancient ones who had premonition.

When she arrived at Shockwave's lab, she froze. It felt as though her energon had suddenly turned to ice. The scene looked exactly like her night terror. Except Shockwave's supposedly deceased frame wasn't there. Shakely stepping in, she was careful to avoid the shards of glass that littered the floor.

"S-Shockwave?"she whimpered, fearing the worse.

Nothing.

"S-Shockwave?"

Dead silence.

The youngling was close to tears. Had the creature from her dream ate Shockwave's body? Did he send s distress signal? Was he out looking for her? A icy chill suddenly ran up her spinal strut when a dark, foreboding, growl suddenly replaced the silence. It was like the one from her dream, but more terrifying.

She didn't see the creature as it slowly climbed down the wall behind her and landed in front of the only way out of the lab. Energon tears streamed down her cheeks as her petite frame trembled in fear. She closed her optics tightly and desperately tried not to look behind when she felt something exhale from it's nostrils behind her. It was so close to her. She could feel the metallic snout touch the back of her neck.

A choked sob escaped her vocalisers when she realised what was going on. She yelped when she felt sharp claws suddenly wrap around her frame and pinned her against the floor. She opened her optics, only to be greeted by the same, large, yellow eyes. She desperately tried to free herself but couldn't.

"P-please." she whimpered quietly to herself, "D-don't do t-this to me."

The creature didn't reply and merely hissed in reply before it raised it's other claw to delt the killing blow. She was going to scream when the sound of a plasma gun suddenly firing stopped her. The shot hit the creature in the back of it's head and caused it to fall on it's side. When she felt it's grip loosen she pulled herself out. She nearly yelped when she felt a familiar servo gently wrap around her slightly dented body. She looked up, her breath caught in her throat when she looked at the condition Shockwave was in: his cannon arm was missing and he was covered in scratches. But he was alright.

"Psycwave?" the mech asked softly.

"S-Shockwave." the femme whimpered.

"Oh, Psycwave. Are you alright?" Shockwave added gently.

"Sh-Shockwave!" she cried, lunging herself at the mech and wrapping her slightly long arms around his neck and burying her face in his neck cables as she sobbed.

Shockwave held her close. This was all his fault. He had underestimated the sheer intelligence of the predacon. "Oh, little one. This is all my fault. I never meant for you to get hurt." he said softly, his optic dimmed.

The youngling's whimpers were his only reply.

But...

The two failed to notice the creature as it slowly got back on all fours and prepared itself to unleash a full blast of fire until it's head was suddenly blasted off it's neck. Shockwave immediately spun around and was relieved to see the familiar crimson visor of the armored mech who stood before him, smoke coming out of the barrel of his cannon.

Psycwave, cheek plates stained with tears, shakely looked over her shoulder. Standing there was a fellow Dragonformer, but one she immediately recognized. "U-Uncle Flicker?" she asked.

The mech's optics dimmed behind his crimson visor and sigh of relief escaped his face mask. "Thank Primus I made it in time." he said, lowering his weapon.

Shockwave walked up to slightly larger mech. "I assume you received my distress signal." he said in his usual monotone. Flicker nodded and went on to explain that he had to come up with an excuse to tell his commander in order to allow him to leave. Which would explain why he was late. Shockwave nodded.

"I underestimated the creature. It woke up and escaped it's container. Luckily this was only a youngling." Shockwave said, looking back at the dead predacon as well.

Flicker looked down at his niece, who now drifting back to recharge, then over to the predacon's headless body. Dragonformers were known to have the right technology to defeat a predacon, which was the reason why they were greatly feared by them. Some even say that it was the Dragonformers who caused them to go extinct. The dead predacon before them was enough proof.

"Megatron must not know of this. I don't want to rush through the processor and mess up again." Shockwave told the Dragonformer.

Flicker nodded. "Perhaps... I should stay for the night and watch her while you repair yourself." he added.

"I find your suggestion to be... Logical."

End