Skyfire drew himself up to his full height which left Optimus Prime straining his neck to see his face. "No," the red and white Jet said firmly. He tossed the overlarge rifle onto the table where it slid noisely across the surface and hit Prime's armor with a clank. "I will not fight at your orders. I will not take the offensive. I will not be used in the same manner Megatron wanted to use me. I am not a weapon to be sent out at your whim."
Prime stared back at Skyfire suprised at the mech's attitude. "Then what are you? What will you do?"
"I am a scientist. I have always been a scientist and I will remain one. However, I will defend myself and I will support the Autobots. Have I made myself clear?"
Optimus nodded. "Very."
"Good."
Without another word, Skyfire exited the briefing room, leaving a very thoughtful commander behind.
