1993: The Pacific Ocean, its surface is peaceful. But below are two sea faring groups. The Seacons comprise of possibly the most powerful combiner known to Transformer kind, Pirannacon. They are the kings of the ocean, an ocean they loathe to share. But their reign may well be threatened. The Hydrobots, a combining group who may well oust the Seacons when they merge to become Tethys. They seek to protect the ocean from these menaces of the deep. But fate may have other plans. The groups spy each other.
"Seacons!" Hydrobots cry together.
"Hydrobots!" Seacons yell together.
"Form on me!" the blue turtle form of Snap Trap snaps.
"Merge!" the light blue whale form of Tacea commands.
The two groups simultaneously combine, the two goliaths stand and appraise each other. This has happened before, when they had met. They would merge and then just stand there frozen, as if their comprised minds could not formulate the thoughts that would cause motion. The individual components comprising the legs and arms query the main body, which is their Commander, as to why and receive no answer. It's as if their Commander does not wish to confront the enemy. Something is definitely wrong here. Then a sign, Tethys nods her head, in response Pirannacon does likewise. They had been ready to dismantle and take on the enemy individually, but when their Commander had nodded the forms' head, they knew what would come next, conflict.
The giants take a steps until finally they are standing close, face to face. Tethys' smile turns into a scowl as she delivers a punch into Pirannacons' gut. The fight is short, but does take its toll. Tethys pins Pirannacon to the sea floor.
"Now then, who's the monarch of the ocean?" Tethys inquires.
The other Seacons send their answer in both thought and in attempted motion, both are ignored by Snap Trap. "You are Tethys. We beg for your mercy." Pirannacon pleads.
The other Hydrobots send their thoughts to no avail, there is definitely something going on here. Then it hits them. "Then go." Tethys says, gets off him and helps him stand. 'Tacea, why?' her friends ask, the answer is expressed in an emotion that permeates them all. It is true then and how they dread it. "But do not return, for next we meet, we won't be so lenient." Tethys states.
"We will go." Pirannacon leaves, and the interrogation begins.
"What's the deal Tacea? We should of creamed those creeps." the aquamarine and yellow seahorse form of Natia sneers.
"Why not admit it Tacea? We knew that the note writer had to be a Decepticon, and this encounter proves it." the two-tone green capricorn form of Capera states.
"You answer with that statement, Capera." the light blue whale form of Tacea retorts.
"Then it is true, Snap Trap is the note writer." the two-tone blue seal form of Otaria sighs.
"Yes, and even more than that, Snap Trap is my beloved." Tacea says.
The others are silent, each contemplates the rightness and wrongness of this coupling. It could be that Snap Trap truly cares for Tacea, then again he could be deceiving her by feigning it for some other purpose. They do not want to see their Commander hurt.
"When did you find this out?" Capera asks.
"His note of last month hinted to me a meeting place. I went, being curious as to his identity, and there he was. At first, I was on the defensive, in fact, I attacked. He eventually pinned me, after that, he explained everything and I had some thinking to do." Tacea pauses and then says, "You know, I'm getting mixed readings from you ladies. I feel as if you do not trust this relationship. You must tell me if it this is true. I will not condemn you if you do, but I will be relieved if you do not."
"She knows us too well." the dark green gator form of Sarka sighs.
"Indeed." Capera says.
"Frankly, I don't trust that Decep one iota." Natia sneers.
"I'm not too sure about this relationship, they don't call themselves Decepticons for nothing. Right?" Otaria says.
"True. You must be careful Tacea, we don't want you hurt or lead astray by Snap Trap." Sarka states.
"I tend to agree, but there could be a chance that his feelings are true." Capera muses.
"I'm glad to hear you are all so concerned for my well-being. I will be careful until I'm positive." Tacea says.
"Good. We'd like to keep our Commander on-line for a long time to come." Otaria smiles.
"I assure you that I'll be around to see many things, even you four coupling." Tacea states.
"No chance of that happening to me." Natia sneers.
"With that attitude, it may come to pass." Sarka retorts.
"But change that and maybe you'll find the one who will love you." Otaria states.
"I agree." Capera says.
At 'Con Headquarters.
"What the hell were you doing out there Snap Trap?! We should report you to Soundwave for such up-front treason!" the black form of Seawing snaps.
"Treason? Can caring for an enemy be treason?" the blue form of Snap Trap inquires.
"Caring?! Impossible! No Decepticon could have the capacity for that!" the two-tone blue form of Nautilator screams.
"Then I must not be a true Decepticon for I do care for Tacea. Can that be so wrong?" Snap Trap asks.
"It is you who has wronged, not that accursed feeling! I'm reporting to the Commander about your relinquishment from our ranks!" Seawing yells and leaves.
"What a shame, a Decepticon caring for an Autobot. Seawing is right to report you, this kind of behavior cannot be tolerated." the blue form of Nautilator states.
"Spoken out of true lack of knowledge on the subject, Nautilator." Snap Trap says. Seawing returns.
A few minutes later.
"Come, traitor, the Commander wants words." Seawing growls and grasps his shoulder.
"I'll help you escort him Seawing. We don't want him to escape." the black and white form of Tentakil says.
In the throne room.
"Seawing, Tentakil, leave us. I wish to converse privately with your commander." the dark blue form of Soundwave intones.
In passing Tentakil whispers to Snap Trap, "Good luck, Snap Trap."
"Come again?" Snap Trap blinks.
"I understand." Tentakil says and leaves.
Moments later, Snap Trap leaves the room intact.
"I'm glad you left with your life intact, Snap Trap." Tentakil smiles.
"Tentakil. Why did you wish me luck? How is it you understand?" Snap Trap asks.
"I know how you feel for I also have feelings for a Hydrobot." Tentakil replies.
"You do? But...?" Snap Trap starts.
"I buried it, like you did, for I knew it was betraying our kind. I knew that if any showed that I would be disassembled, but was encouraged by your brave example. I thank you for that." Tentakil smiles.
"I see that you speak true. Tell me, who is she?" Snap Trap says.
"Natia." Tentakil replies.
"Why her?" Snap Trap blinks.
"There's more to her than what she shows. I plan to dwell into those depths, when I have the courage." Tentakil
shrugs.
"Then courage be yours, my friend. May she learn to accept and care for you just as Tacea has for me. But let's talk further." Snap Trap grins.
A week later, Natia swims alone, or so she thinks.
OO(What a waste of time and energy, having to patrol the world's oceans like this. I haven't had anything worthwhile to do since yesterday when I helped that stranded motorist get to shore. I'm getting bored, not to mention tired. I shall rest a minute.)Oo Natia thinks. She drifts near a coral reef and loops her tail around a projecting rock. Her rest is short-lived for suddenly, from behind Tentakil approaches and wraps his tentacles around her. "What the?! Tentakil!" Natia says, struggles but to no avail. His grip on her is strong, but not crushingly so.
"I need to talk to you Natia." Tentakil states.
"Enemies don't talk, they fight." Natia retorts.
"Tacea and Snap Trap manage." Tentakil replies.
"That's different. But you and I, all of us, are still enemies." Natia sneers.
"It could change. Will you listen to me?" Tentakil says.
"Seeing as I'm in no position to argue, I will listen." Natia sighs.
"Good." Tentakil says and frees her. For a moment, there's utter surprise and a need to escape.
"You know, I could have taken leave, but you seem sincere." Natia states and transforms to robot form.
"I am." Tentakil replies and transforms to robot form.
"Well?" Natia says.
"I would like you to know that I care for you." Tentakil softly.
Care. That four letter word Natia never expected to hear, and especially from an enemy. Tentakil sounds more
than sincere, he's convincing. Natia is so surprised that her body feels numb.
"By your reaction, I see that you cannot accept this as true and that you also refuse what I feel for you just because I am the enemy. If this is so, let me at least part with something to remember you by." Tentakil states. He leans close and kisses her briefly on the cheek, "Sigh Farewell, Natia." turns to leave.
For a moment, Natia does not accept the truth of it. But as he had spoke, and had looked straight at her, she began to feel differently. Then when he had kissed her, the numbness disappeared and was replaced by something more significant. Natia tries desperately to wrest with an emotion so foreign, so new, one that is wrong because it's directed at an enemy, but again, feels so right.
"Tentakil." she manages to say his name.
"Yes?" Tentakil say as he turns back to her.
"I accept what you feel for me is true. I.." Natia starts.
"Yes?" Tentakil says as he steps near her.
"I accept you care for me and would like to try to return it." Natia sighs.
He embraces and kisses her full on the lips. For Natia it is as if all her inhibitions and doubts suddenly disappear. She feels better about herself and now she has the capability to not only accept him, but care for him as well. They disengage.
"Forgive me for being so direct." Tentakil smiles.
"Oh shut up and kiss me, you who were my enemy." Natia grins.
Nearby, Tacea and Snap Trap watch.
"You know, they make quite an interesting couple." Tacea states.
"Not as interesting as us." Snap Trap grins, "I wonder if the other Hydrobots and Seacons will pair up too."
"From what you told me, the other Seacons are dead set against it." Tacea sighs.
"They're Decepticons, my dear, they may act like they don't want what we have, but I'll bet they feel otherwise." Snap Trap replies.
"I got an idea. How about if we play matchmaker and get our perspective couples alone together and see what happens?" Tacea smiles.
"Thing is what kind of sparks will fly?" Snap Trap asks.
"The kind we have, if they're compatible that is." Tacea says.
"I hope so, we don't need the other kind. Come, we should leave these two be and start that idea rolling." Snap Trap states. Transform and leave.
Epilogue 1993: By the end of that year, all but Skalor were matched up with a Hydrobot. What remains to be seen is whether the Seacons are playing the ladies for fools.