Returning and Redemption
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers.
Ugh, what hit him?!
Oh right, Unicron. He turned on his optics, but all he saw was a golden sky. He sighed, so where was the monster? Surely he wouldn't just let him go...? He sat up and looked around him. He was sitting on ground that seemed to be pure rock. There were a few boulders about half the size he was and in the distance he saw what he guessed were VERY large mountains. Other than that the place was barren. He heaved another sigh and got up, and mentally went though his, Things To Find Out List with side notes:
Number one: Where the pit was he and was he in any danger of being blown up?
Number two: How to get back to Cybertron alive and in one piece.
Number three: How long exactly would that take? That is if he could get back at all.
Number four: How long had he been gone from this oh so enjoyable world this time? Enjoyable, heh, ya right.
He stopped there, but of course he knew he would be adding more later.
He had decided that maybe these problems should be worked out where he had a bit more cover in case he was in danger of being fired upon, so he started making his way towards the mountains.
It was a long trek, the planet he was on resembled the earth's Sahara Desert, only hotter. Transformers may be a race of robots but they can still feel temperature, and he really, really, REALLY hated hot temperatures. Many times he had to stop to rest and cool down his systems. Needless to say it was not only a long trek but it also took a long time. On the way there he kept mumbling about all the oh so lovely things he was going to do to Unicron if he was ever shrunk to his own size and had the chance to go one on one with the pain in the tailpipe.
When he reached the mountains, he was met with the sight of a ravine blocking off the rest of the way to the mountains. He groaned and wondered if the universe was secretly out to get him. He hoped not, he knew he wouldn't survive that. He stood at the edge of the ravine for a few minuets trying to figure out what to do. It was to far too jump but he was not, no matter what, going to walk across that wasteland again. Then something happened that made him decide that, yes, the universe was indeed, trying to get rid of him after all. The land he was standing on gave out and he was, more than likely, going to fall to his death. Luckily for him it seemed the universe was in a good mood and a hand shot out and grabbed his flailing one. He was pulled back up, with some difficulty, and sat gasping, making a mental note to blow this planet to the inferno when he got back to Cybertron. Of course, then Optimus would have a fit, so he decided just to condemn the planet to nonexistence. After he caught his breath, he stood up, and turned to see his savior, and nearly fell off the edge of the ravine again.
"You!" Galvatron screamed. "Don't blow me up, please Galvatron." Thrust said meekly covering his face with his hands. "Why shouldn't I?" seethed Galvatron. "B-b-because, I-uh-I saved your life?" Thrust stuttered. "And helped Unicron." Galvatron continued seething. "Um-well-uh, I can uh fly you over there; that's where you wanted to go right?" Thrust asked now extremely nervous. "Yes, so no one would be able to shoot me if I wasn't the only one here." Galvatron said while looking at Thrust accusingly. "I wouldn't shoot you!" Thrust sounded surprised. Galvatron gave him a critical look. "At least not now." he added sheepishly, "I may have when I was serving Unicron." Galvatron nodded, "I thought so." "But I'm not serving him anymore!" Thrust added quickly. "And why should I believe you?" Galvatron asked dangerously, picking Thrust up by the neck and holding him in the air. "B-because I saved your life, why would I save your life if I served Unicron?!" Thrust coughed out pulling at Galvatron's hand trying to make him let go. Galvatron thought about this a moment. That's true, why would Thrust save him if he still served Unicron. Thrust is an expert tactician, but he really wouldn't chance what happened last time they met would he? He sighed, technically he had two ways of looking at this, he could kill Thrust and that would take care of him being possibly stabbed in the back and hopefully the awful headache that had started. But it would also mean most likely dieing in this awful heat, on this awful planet in Primus knows what Galaxy. On the other hand, he could trust Thrust to take him back to Cybertron and end up dieing in space because Thrust's really lying or actually making it home. He thought about all this for a few minuets and looked around at the wasteland.
Eh, he rather die in space anyway he decided dropping Thrust. Thrust made a tiny sound of relief while rubbing his neck before getting up. "Listen up Thrust" Galvatron warned, "you're going to take us to Cybertron and if you decide to betray me, dead or alive I WILL come after you, understand?" Thrust just nodded meekly.
"Good, then lets go."