I'm so sorry for such a long wait, varsity football has given me extremely demanding hours and leaving me little time for writing. I already have a few chapters half complete so they shouldn't take as long. Anyway, enjoy :D


Chapter 44

"MAKE WAY! MAKE WAY!" An officer in his CBDU's and service pistol in servo ordered a large crowd away from the would-be Prime assassin. He was being escorted to the tunnel that led upwards from the Kaon Police Department garage into the street. Soldiers grasped their rifles tightly as the crowds grew around them. The officer followed next to the mech who was being pulled on both arms by other soldiers.

"WHY DID YOU MISS!" One of the bots shouted as the soldiers on the perimeter began to back themselves into the tunnel.

"MY DUMB AFT SISTER COULD DO A BETTER JOB AT SHOOTING THAN YOU!" The soldiers then entered the garage and the door lowered.

The Crimson mech looked around the garage. It looked like an industrial warehouse, concrete floor, dim ceiling lights and a large police badge with (Kaon Police Department) painted onto the floor. The Soldiers with wide blue optics stared at him like he had two helms. Not sure what to do with him.

The officer who escorted him into the garage seemed to be in control and looked to one of the soldiers who still had a servo on the crimson mech's shoulder. "This place has interrogation rooms right? Take him there"

The two soldiers looked at each other and then pushed their prisoner through the crowd of curious soldiers.

Rodimus and Optimus followed Sentinel to the side room of the noisy command bunker in the prime palace. The elite guardsman in his clean red and blue armor and rifle shouldered, turned to his side, saluted, and opened up the door for the Primes. Sentinel nodded his helm to the soldier who remained stiff. As soon as Rodimus entered the brown meeting room, the soldier shut the door. Two soldiers in dress uniform stood up and Sentinel approached and shook servos with them, followed by Rodimus and Optimus.

"Good evening gentlemechs" Sentinel sat down on one of three chairs facing the two chairs set up for the mechs.

"Good evening sir!" Both of them responded and sat down.

"Optimus, Rodimus, this is Colonel Facil, and Captain Roadhouse" Both mechs shyly smiled and nodded their helms.

"It's a pleasure sir." Captain Roadhouse smiles and folds his servos on the table.

"The pleasure is mine" Optimus nods his helm.

"Now, shall we begin?" Sentinel pulls a datapad from his subspace and he clicks it on and the document with a prime shield pops up. He looks back at the officers and he takes a breath and begins to speak. "Both of you come highly recommended, I was speaking to General Paramount and he says both of you are the best intelligence officers he has worked with."

"Thank you" Facil smiles

"It is my understanding that you specialize in counter terrorism?"Sentinel looks back at his datapad.

"Yes sir" Facil proudly sits up straighter.

Sentinal takes a breath "I will need you to put your skills to the ultimate test. I am giving you a temporary promotion to brevet brigadier general and I am assigning you to fix what General Magnus has failed to control." The officers optics light up in surprise and happiness and he cracks a very small smile. "His militaristic approach is what led to the Kaon Square Massacre and the effects we are still feeling today. I am assigning you to replace the general. Dispatch him back here with orders to oversee the transportation of the fragger…" he pauses for a second and everyone even himself has a look of surprise "Sorry…" he recollects himself. "The bot who attempted to assassinate my grandson. This is where you come in Captain." the officer feels a sense of importance and slightly turns his helm. "When he gets here, I want you to extract information. I want to know who he's working for, his contacts, what his favorite flavor of energon is, EVERYTHING! You did an amazing job for finding out the group behind the Fort Belator shooting. I hope you have as much success." He turns back to the Brevet General. "Anyone have any questions so far?"

"No sir, please continue." The Brevet General gestures towards the datapad.

"As for Kaon" looks back at his datapad "I want you to enforce a curfew, no bots out after twenty hundred. The police are not to receive any more heavy weapons and are strongly encouraged to replace them with non-lethal means." he looks up "I'll contact the enforcer department about this." He looks back down and continues to read "Armed soldiers are to be removed from street corners and I want the engineers to assist in rebuilding. Slowly but surely I want you to turn over military duties to the local and providential enforcers. These are very sensitive times and with the Cybertronain and Interplanetary Conferences next month doesn't make our jobs any easier. You must understand?"

"Absolutely sir. You can count on that" Rodimus then realizes how much of an aft kisser this bot is. He prevents himself from scowling and crosses his arms as a silent form of disapproval. Optimus notices this but he sympathetically and silently pats shoulder.

"If you have any questions or concerns. Com me" Sentinel stands up, followed by his family and company. He extends his servos and shakes them with the officers.

"Thank you sir, we will make you proud." The general smiles as he shakes servos with Sentinel.

The dinner table that night was rather silent. Optimus was angrily reading a Tom Clancy data pad and avoiding optic contact with everyone. Sentinel finished up his drink and he set it down and looked at Rodimus who was texting Springer about his plans for the slave overseer.

"Why don't you mechs talk?" Elita set her energon down "All of you are usually very talkative."

Optimus sighed and set his datapad down. "I don't know. Why won't Sentinel INFORM ME before he makes a major edict!" he growls, using his sire's name.

"Edict?" Elita asks

Optimus sighs "A policy" he angrily faces his sire. "He gutted the abilty of the public servants and military peacekeepers in Kaon without telling me."

Sentinel too sighs "You do not realise how much good this will do in the longrun. This is a time of healing not a time for more viol…."

"Violence can only be combated by violence!" Optimus reasons "You can't just pull the plug on a massive operation and then expect everyone to collaborate."

Rodimus jumps in. "I agree with my sire. This is rather sudden and…"

"No one asked you!" Sentinel scoffs

"What?" Rodimus snaps and raises his voice "YOU ALWAYS WANTED TO GET ME INVOLVED IN THIS SCRAP NOW WHEN I DO YOU SLAGGING YELL AT ME!" Rodimus clenches his denta.

"Roddy, calm down" Optimus softly speaks "Sire, I believe you have made a grave mistake and this conversation shall continue tomorrow." Optimus stands up and puts his datapad in his subspace. He begins to walk out of the dining hall and Rodimus looks at his grandsire and carrier before getting up and following his sire out. Both of them walk out of the dining hall and head for the elevator. Optimus hits the up arrow and he turns to face his son.

"Rodimus" Optimus softly gets his attention and Rodimus looks up at the kind face of his sire. "I and your grandsire are very proud of you. Your becoming a mech right in front of our optics." He smiles and rubs his sons helm.

The elevator door opens and Rodimus and his sire step in. "Thank you sire".