Note: This is a little bit of a filler whilst I continue writing down the next chapter. If it leaves you confused… Good ;) That's the point of it.
What had happened? It was all going according to plan… Nothing prepared us for what occurred…
Panting… Heavy breathing… It's the best I can do as I watch this monster slaughter my comrades, my friends… My family…
Fear has overtaken my frame. All I can do is to scream out to them to just run away… Skydive was killed in just one hit… This thing is too strong…
"What happened here?"
"Interesting…"
"We never surrender!"
"Move it, Ratchet!"
"I am Razorclaw."
They're dead… They're all dead… I'm the only one left…
"Come with me, or perish."
I'm staring into the eyes of the Devil himself. The fear I felt before is nothing compared to what I'm feeling now…
"His Spark is unique. It is stronger than most…"
A metamorphosis. A bastardization of all that I once was. What had happened to me…?
"All that you were… All that you know… Is now a part of Unicron!"
Predacon's optics snapped open. He was in his dark, empty quarters. Sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall, and his arms folded across his chest. His scarlet optics slowly scanned the room, confirming that he was in his room.
"Dammit." He swore. "I had that dream." He closed his optics, and lowered his head.
"Again."