Curse for freedom
Chapter one: Choosing a new route
Note: The autocons do belong to me and also the deceptibots, the rest belongs to it's rightful owners. The stone guardians belong to my friend.
Sunstreaker scanned the area, he was annoyed. For the past three hours, he and the autobot team have encountered three stone guardians, Rattrap was attacked by a turbofox, and they gotten hopelessly lost about tree time. He looked back as Rattrap sank to the ground, exhaustion hit him like a wave.
"You okay Rattrap?" he asked.
"Just tired, but I'll be okay." Rattrap replied.
Sunstreaker nodded leaving him with Airazor and Ratchet. He watched as Dinobot started a fire, the other autobots took out one cube of energon to drink. He turn back to the ground in front of him, his mind lost in memories of losing his apprentice. He remembered a saying that she always use to say.
"Problems can be changed, but the past we can not, in time we may need to look into the past to obtain our future." He thought as he remembered her words.
"Sunstreaker, how much longer until we get to your team's base?" asked Primal.
"Well since our encounter with those three stone guardians, we have to take the long way." Sunstreaker replied.
"What's the long way?" asked Ratchet.
"The land of fire, it's dangerous but it's the only way." Sunstreaker replied.
"Isn't there another way?" asked Airazor.
Sunstreaker looked at the ground, his eyes closed as he tried to remember any short cuts. He remembered that Blackstrike once fell through a canyon hole that led to the Lands of Fire. There was the Lands of Ice but it would take two more days to get there.
"No there's no other way, if we didn't encounter the guardians," Sunstreaker paused," we could have been already at the Lands of Ice."
"Which is better, the Lands of Fire or the Lands of Ice?" asked Prime.
"The Lands of Fire and the Lands of Ice are both the same, just one is really cold and the other is really hot."Sunstreaker responded.
"Wow I would rather go back home." retorted a small, red minibot.
"Well if you want Cliffjumper you can, just don't run into any border patrols." Sunstreaker snarled.
"What's a border patrol?" asked Rattrap.
"A border patrol is a group of warriors sometime an apprentice is their lucky, protecting our borders from you guys and the Deceptibots." Sunstreaker replied.
"So how far is the Lands of Ice?" asked a other red bot.
"Well it was suppose to be only an hour away but since we encountered those guardians, it would take us two more day to reach them." Sunstreaker replied.
"So it's official, we have to take the Lands of Fire route." Primal responded.
"Right but we might have to get moving, I smell a border patrol coming this way." Sunstreaker replied.
They all leaped to their feet and followed Sunstreaker, some looking back and finally seeing the autocon patrol. They were broad-shouldered mechs with one tied up femme.
"What are they doing?" asked Primal.
They saw that two of the mech were carrying fire, the other mechs were carrying wood, only two were carrying the femme. Sunstreaker gasped as they put the femme on the wood and lit it on fire. The two teams could hear the femme's painful screams, their sparks froze at the sound.
"So that's what Blackstrike meant, they weren't going to purify with water... but with fire." Sunstreaker whispered.
It was over in two minutes, the patrol left and Sunstreaker walked toward the now dead femme. He let out a small wail as he found out who it was. It was his bondmate, the mother of Blackstrike. The autocon team will pay, and pay with their lives.
Stone guardians- my friend made them up, they seem interesting.
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