Transformers Prime: Amalgamous

by Sparrow-Talon

My brain kept suggesting this to me. Rated T for violence. "Smokescreen ran towards the Star Staber, knowing that the other Autobots would get there too late to stop Megatron from taking it. He dodged each blast and attack, soon getting close enough to the large sword. He threw out his arm and grabbed it, it glowed brightly and he slid it out of the rock with ease..."

12. Chapter 12

Part 12 (Short Chapter)-

Smokescreen awoke early that morning, but not as early as Ratchet, and stood up to stretch.

"Why were you recharging out here and not in your room?" the medic calmly asked.

Smokescreen froze before lowering his arms and looking at the other, "no reason"

Ratchet hummed and continued to type. Smokescreen was relieved the Autobot didn't continue his questioning, he did not want to answer truthfully.

The Rookie told the Medic that he was going on patrol, which only got him a grunt, before transforming and leaving the base.

Amalgamous drove for thirty minutes on real patrol before turning off road and driving to a well-hidden secluded spot. He transformed and shifted his limbs.

"Okay" he breath, "let's start out small and go from there"

The young Prime focused on his true-form; which should be easier to Shift into than any other form. It took three klicks longer than it should. He chalked that up to not being in it for a long while and put a reminder to Shift into it more often.

He Shifted to a Scraplet next, this took a little bit longer; to a Turbo-Fox, to a Cyber-Wolf and so on until he Shifted into all of his forms. Half the day had passed and he frowned, Shifting should only take a klick or two depending on the size difference. His CPU must be more damaged if his S-Cog was going so slow.

His face morphed into horror when it occurred to him that he would have to either hide out away from battles or join in later during the Shifts. Amalgamous Prime is at his weakest when Shifting, it leaves him vulnerable and exposes extremely vital and sensitive parts (such as his Protoform, wires, and occasionally his Spark Chamber and Cogs).

Amal' Shifted back into Smokescreen before checking all of his systems. Nothing was too strained and his CPU was half-way healed.

He calculated about three or four more cycles before his CPU was fully healed.

With that calculation done and noting how often he should Shift; he transformed and did a once-over of the patrol route before returning to base.

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Megatron paced, his optics glaring at anything they laid on. His processor working harder than ever to get Amalgamous Prime back and this time keep him there.

Finally, an idea formed in the psychotic mechs mind. He turned to his Surveillance Officer and Lead Scientist, a wicked grin lighting up his face.