(Hiyo everyone! I'm pleased to tell you all that I had finally finished the last chapter retaining to what Blake had to go through in RWBY Vol.4 with Predaking.
After Adam found out that Predaking was made instead of naturally born, he began to think that Predaking's a weapon made by the humans to be used against the Faunus race. (Like that's ever gonna happen.) So now we see how things are with them after the discovery of this oasis in the desert of Menagerie.
And I know I mentioned this in the last chapter but I'm so thankful for everyone who read or looked at my story, especially those who either are following it or have favorited it since I began this little project with Ryujudge6614 back in…. wow, Has it really been four months?
Anyway, thank you all for following along with me as I help fill in what Blake and Weiss had to deal with when their own Cybertronian defenders arrive.
Now then, LET'S GET ON WITH THE SHOW! And oh yeah, HAPPY NEW YEARS!
Reminder: This is a story that works in correlation with Ryujudge6614's "Transformers RWBY: The Flames of Redemption", which focuses on Blake and Weiss after the fall of Beacon.
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Blake stood on a second story deck outside her father's office. The broken moon shone over the house. Ever since the founding of Mythos, by their resident guest, her father and Predaking had been working together to discuss terms of defenses as a mean to keep the tunnel that led to the exit that the exploration team found the past week, along with trade regulations between both the main capitol and the settlement. She sighed, ever since his return, Predaking was adamant about no one touching or even taking samples of that strange metal he found in the oasis; it almost scared her by how possessively protective he was about that metal.
Blake stared at her father's door. Then she heard someone spoke, which startled her, "You know, you can always go in and say hi."
Blake looked towards the voice, saw that it was her mother and said in response, "I don't wanna bother him. Not since he's been working hard with Predaking about the new village."
Kali gave her daughter a motherly smile and told her, "A father's never too busy for his daughter. And I'm sure Predaking wouldn't mind."
"Not all of my friends would agree with you on that." Blake said, thinking back to Weiss and her own father's situation.
Kali kissed her daughter on the cheek and handed her the tray, "Here."
Blake accepted it, but was a bit taken aback by being handed it, as she asked, "What? Where are you going?"
"You've never been very talkative, but that blond boy you brought home loves to run his mouth. I wanna hear more about the adventures of Team RWBY." Kali replied, walked away, wanting her daughter to have the time she needed to reconnect with her father. Ever since she came home with those two boys, Blake hadn't had the chance to be given the time needed to speak about what was bothering her.
"Kali? Is that you, dear?" Ghira called out from inside his office, as he believed it to be his wife.
Blake gave a nervous start of surprise when she heard her father's voice. The tray shook in her hands, and she let out a quiet whine.
Since they began to talk about what needed to be done to secure Mythos and to make sure the natural ecosystem would not be tarnished, Predaking and Ghira had not been seen outside of the study unless it was to go to sleep or use of the bathrooms. Predaking knew that the supplies for houses and defenses would require a lot and unless they wished to ruin the natural beauty that made Mythos possible. The two would need to find a way to get the materials needed to make defensive walls should something like those arachnid based Grimm appear or something that was called a Nevermore, or even the types of Grimm that Predaking faced when he was in the desert.
He knew that he had been somewhat… testy when it came to someone wanted to touch the Cyber-matter or take a sample of it to study, but he was promised by Ghira that if it held clues to his past, he would choose what to do with it.
His ear twitched during their work and turned his head to the source. It was the sound of soft feet next to the door leading to the outside porch. He remained silent while he tried to determine if they were friend or foe. However, Ghira saw the young man's head turning and glancing to the door, he asked, "What is it?"
"Nothing…" Predaking told him, before going back to work. They kept running into the same problem of how to make all these measures possible since the economy was needed for the guards and the residential trade. He suggested that he personally use his "Dragon fire" to melt the rock ceilings in conjunction with the cavern that connected the capitol city to the new settlement. That way, it would require less wood to make doors too small for any Grimm or enemy to break through and he could use his strength to help carve the stalagmite, courtesy of Adam, into basis of walls to place around the oasis to keep the workers safe. Those who wanted to refine the wall could do what Adam had done and make the stalagmites drop to the ground and proceed from there.
An hour later they heard very audible footsteps outside, to which Ghira called out, "Kali? Is that you, dear?"
Predaking turned his head at the sound of something like the cups shaking before it calmed down. Before they both began to straighten out their papers, they heard the door open and a familiar voice say, "Uh, hey dad."
Both of them turned in the direction of the voice and found Blake there with a tray in her hands. Her father said, "Blake! Well, this is a pleasant surprise."
"I..." Blake began, not sure where to start when she saw her father stand, gesturing to the couch area in his office, "Please, come sit."
Predaking could see her eyes darting at him, he guessed that she wanted to talk about something to her father alone. So he gathered his part of the discussion and said, "Please excuse me, Chieftan Belladonna, I must be going. I had not known how the hours changed while we've been working."
"Are you certain Predaking, I'm sure-" Ghira began, but stopped as Predaking raised a clawed arm.
"I am certain, sir. After all I would only be an obstacle as to what is needed to be said here and now." Predaking told him, politely declining the offer to share tea with the pair. He saw a smile grace Blake's lips as she mouthed, "Thank you" to him. Predaking nodded his welcome to her before he opened the door out to the porch and then exited, closing it behind him as he went deeper into the building, however their voices caught his attention as he heard Ghira say, "Don't worry, I've got it. Sit down, sit down."
Blake then said, "I don't wanna keep you if you're—"
As he poured tea, Ghira told her, "Nonsense, I've been cooped up in here all day."
"You still take sugar, right?"
"Oh, actually, uh-"
"Oh! Sorry!"
"No, no no no, it's fine."
"Oh, here, take this one."
"No, really. It's, it's no big deal."
"You sure?"
"Positive."
"Old habits, I suppose."
Predaking could hear Blake take a sip of her tea and then heard her wince with a tiny exclamation of pain.
"Might wanna let it cool."
Slight pain in her voice, he heard Blake say to her father, "Right."
"So... is it... warm... in Vale?" Ghira asked her daughter, making Predaking confused by the question.
That confusion must have been shared with Blake as she asked, "Huh?"
"It just... seems like your outfit doesn't cover very much." Ghira stated, a tone of awkwardness as he pointed out Blake's outfit.
"It covers plenty." He heard Blake say, defensively.
"I mean, a little more armor might help. Don't you think?"
"I'm fine. I don't need armor. I can look after myself." Blake told her father, in a flat tone.
"I..." Ghira began before he let out a sigh, "I know you can. I'm sorry."
After the chief had set his cup down, it went deafly silent, making Predaking feel concerned as to why it had gone so quiet, then he heard something he did not think possible of his charge. Blake asked, her voice full of sadness, almost like it was about to break, "Why?"
"Hmm?" Predaking heard Ghira ask, slightly confused by her meaning.
Blake repeated her question, in greater detail, "Why would you say that?"
Predaking heard Ghira move to be closer to his daughter where he heard the chief ask, "Sweetheart, what's wrong? What did I say?"
"How can you still love me after what I did?" Blake asked, making her emotions even more visible with each word she spoke. Predaking was stunned by this question. What would she had done to make her believe her parents would not still love her?
"Blake..." Predaking heard Ghira say, almost like that question hurt him, as Ghira told Blake, "Your mother and I will always love you."
Blake began to get emotional while she told her father, "You were right. I shouted at you and yelled at you. But you were right. I called you cowards!"
"It's okay." Predaking heard Ghira tell Blake. She was about to begin crying while she spoke.
"I should have left the White Fang with you and Mom. I should've listened to you, and I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry."
"Blake, it's fine. We never held anything against you, and I never feared you would fail. The only thing I ever feared was that you would fall down the wrong path, and I am so proud to see you haven't." Ghira told her, his words made Predaking feel as though his own spark had tightened while a different warmth filled his spark.
"But I did!" Blake protested between sniffles, "I was-"
"And you pulled yourself out. You came back. There aren't many who possess that kind of strength and even fewer that have the courage to face their demons again. Vale, Mountain Glenn, Beacon - you confronted the White Fang time after time." Ghira told Blake.
After he heard the chief say this to Blake, Predaking begun to wonder if that was what it meant to be in a family. To have faith in each other to ensure that they walked down the right path when the road got obscured. Cybertronians did not have families as the humans and Faunus of this world obviously had and… he wondered what sort of civilization they would have had if they did. Would it have allowed his people to be able to continue existing alongside the other Cybertronians instead of their extinction during the Great Cataclysm? Predaking remained in deep silence as he saw his own vision blurred for reasons he could not deduce.
He placed a claw close to his eye for a moment before he pulled it back and asked, 'Is this… a tear? Is this what it meant to show sorrow or sadness? But I was not feeling any of those… so why?'
He was pulled from his thoughts as he heard Blake confess, "I didn't do it alone."
"No, you didn't." Ghira agreed before he asked, "Which is why I wanted to ask you... why did you leave Vale? Why did you leave your friends behind?"
Sniffling, Blake began "I..."
Behind them, there was the sound of the porch door as it fell inward. Predaking rushed to the porch side door where he heard Blake, affronted by this eavesdropping, "Sun?!
Ghira had also stood when Sun got himself upright and tried to recover from the situation, "D'yuh! Whoa! This isn't the bathroom! Uh, I'll just be going! Sorry to interrupt this tender family moment!"
Sun then let out an awkward burst of giggles. He turned and saw Predaking there whom grabbed Sun by the back of his shirt, glaring into the monkey's eyes.
"Is the comprehension of the word privacy lost to you?!" Predaking roared, furious with the monkey tail's actions. The strength of his voice made the wind blow away from him, which caused Sun's hair to blow from the shout.
Blake and Ghira both glared at Sun, Blake's right ear twitching. Ghira took a breath and closed his eyes for a second, before he said, yet again, to the blond Faunus, "I really don't like you."
Predaking held Sun in place as Blake stomped forward. Her affronted manner turned into great anger as she ordered, "You both! Outside! Now!"
With an understanding manner in him, Predaking obeyed and carried Sun out, who just hung in Predaking's grip as though he was a sack. The two heard Blake tell her father, "I'm really sorry about this, dad."
To which Ghira gave out an aggravated sigh, as though he felt like his reconnection to his daughter had been broken by Sun's interference. Once she was outside Blake glared in the direction of the two young men.
"Predaking. Drop him." Blake said, still aggravated by Sun.
Predaking just dropped Sun on his tail. Just as Predaking set the door back into place, he heard Sun stood up and try to apologize for himself. Blake uttered of frustration and slapped Sun in the face, "No concept of privacy!"
Then a second slap, "No respect for personal space!"
"Do not forget the recklessness of a speeding bovine." Predaking added, to which Blake narrowed her yellow eyes at tall dragon faunus and added, "You better hope that you weren't doing the same thing as him."
Ah, so… she did suspect him of eavesdropping… He mentally prayed to the ancestors that she did not turn her fury on him, though he remained still. There are a very few things in his life that Predaking feared, Blake's fury was now on that list. He certainly did his very best to remain as impassive as he was when Blake had chewed the monkey tail out.
Predaking winced when he saw the fierce strength within Blake's slapping strength. Sun held a hand to his face, after the latest slap and exclaimed, "I'm sorry, okay?! Ow, I'm sorry!"
"Ugh!" Angrily, Blake turned her back on him and marched a few steps away.
Sun went after her where he told her, "Look, I promise it was important! I needed to find you to talk to you!"
She faced him again and asked, exasperated, "What, Sun? What could be so important?!"
"I was talking to your mom and she said something weird about the White Fang!" Sun said, which caught the attention of the Predaking.
"What was it that madam Belladonna said?" Predaking asked, now curious by what Sun wanted to tell Blake.
Before he could say, Blake held a finger up and strode forward, her eyes narrowed in a very serious glare at Sun, "I'm stopping you two right there."
"But—" Sun tried to begin
"I told you, I'm not here to fight the White Fang, I'm not here to fight anyone. I'm here to rest, to figure things out, and to see my family. Just as Predaking said." Blake said. This annoyed Sun even more, so he pressed the issue more.
"Your mom said White Fang members don't wear masks in Menagerie. But I saw one at the market yesterday! I even have a picture!" Sun told her as he pulled his scroll out of his back pocket. Predaking was curious by the claim and went to look at the image.
"You do?" Predaking asked, trying to look at the small device over the monkey Faunus' shoulder.
Sun looked back and said, still finding the image, "Yeah, here, let me just find it."
Blake couldn't believe that Predaking was falling for this so she snapped, "Sun!"
"Look, I'm trying to help!" Sun said, still looking through his images.
Blake pulled the scroll out of his hands and tossed it out in the direction of the palm trees, "I don't want your help!"
Sun stared at his Scroll's new trajectory and turned to Blake with growling annoyance of his own. Predaking decided to try and stop the conflict before it grew worse. However, the sound of the scroll, followed by a feminine gasp was heard from the trees where Blake had just tossed the device away, caught their attention. All three of them went wide eyed for a second, then slowly turned in the direction of the gasp, eyes narrowed.
In the dark shaded trees, a dark humanoid shape with a white mask coud just be made out, perched atop a palm tree. Blake gasped at the sight while Predaking studied this new enemy, a female Faunus with thin, curved, dark gray horns and black, spotty skin. She was wore a black, sleeveless stealth suit with a gold zipper and slightly lighter-black straps with gold buckles on them. On her face is a large, white Grimm Mask with elegant, curvy red markings. Predaking recognized the mask and the red design; this female was one of Adam Taurus' supporters.
The woman leaped into the air, giving a better view of her. The legs of her stealth outfit were short, and she wore high-top boots. Her black hair was pulled back in a ponytail that curled up at the end. The Faunus soon disappeared. On the porch, Blake stepped forward with a determined look in her eye while Sun threw out his arms, asking, "A freakin' ninja?!
"A spy!" Blake stated, glaring at the figure.
"But why would—" He was cut off as Blake jumped onto the railing, then off into the trees.
Sun called after her, "Hey wait!"
Kali appeared around the corner from the interior of the house. Worried, she asked the two young men, "What's happened?"
Sun backed up toward where Blake leapt from. He said, "The White Fang is evil, I totally called it, and I'm bringing your daughter back!"
Sun leapt down off the second story deck. Predaking followed closely behind the monkey tail. Kali's mouth dropped open for a moment before she brings up her hand, worried.
Blake and the masked White Fang spy leapt from tree to tree, Blake in pursuit of the other Faunus. They both paused for a moment, gripping different trees. A noise above the spy made her gasp and Sun appeared, dropping down, "Gotcha!"
She leaped onto another tree, out of his path. Blake pursued while Sun landed on a branch, as he called after Blake, "Hey, wait up!"
Blake ordered, "Don't let her out of your sight!"
They saw the spy emerge from the trees to the closest roof. She continued to run across the buildings, Blake right behind her. She slid under some arching pipes, finally turned and stopped as she used her weapon which resembled a sort a thin saber like sword, which extended into whip form. She sliced the pipe, releasing steam to block Blake. It didn't work; Blake moved right under the pipes through the steam. She got up and asked, "Why are you watching me?"
The girl smiled, then lowered her weapon. Sun landed on the roof behind her, which caused her to turn around as he told her, "Give it up! I'm not above hitting a girl, you—"
He was cut off when the spy's whip came at him in an attack. He fell back to avoid being hit. Blake took advantage of the distraction to kick the scroll out of the spy's hand. That surprised the spy, but she had avoided Blake's next attack with a kick of her own and attempted to retrieve her scroll. A familiar war cry was heard as the three of them looked to see Predaking jump high into the air, slamming his foot into the spy's abdomen. She let out a gasp of shock at the power in his kick when he kicked her off the rooftop and onto the ground below. Predaking landed some feet from the imprint of the spy on the ground and stood. Just as the spy was about to try and get away, holding her ribs as though some of them were cracked. Predaking grabbed her and held on while she struggled against his powerful hand muscles. Which made it looked like she wanted to get out of a vice grip. Sun went to help and shouted over, "Grab the Scroll! Seems someone thinks it's important!"
"Get off! You fake!" The spy shouted as she struggled to get out of Predaking's unmovable grasp.
Her words caused confusion within him. Why would she call him a fake…unless! When he looked down at her, Predaking's eyes narrowed. He hissed, she knew… she knew about his origins of being brought to life by use of cloning. That meant Adam Taurus told all those who serve under his banner.
She head-butted the Predacon, which caused large cracks to fall off the part of the mask covering her left eye, and tried to race Blake to the scroll. Instead, a total of five four aura-like clones of Sun Wukong tackled her to the ground. Sun was holding his pose to control his Semblance and Blake paused, "Quit staring and grab it!"
Blake listened, Sun released his Semblance, which he had struggled to maintain, and fell to his knees. The clones disappeared from atop the girl. She rose and aimed her weapon up at Blake, even as Sun cried out, "Blake, watch out!"
Blake turned, standing straight up with the spy's scroll in her hand. She saw the broken Grimm mask crumble from the spy's face. When she saw the spy's face, Blake recognized the spy and identified her, "Ilia."
Predaking looked between them and asked Blake, "You know her?!"
"How? She doesn't even look like a f—whoa!" Sun asked before he was cut off when Ilia, colors changed into red skinned yellow scaled, struck at him with her whip.
However, he was saved by the last minute by Predaking while the electrical current traveled along his body from the injury close to his heart that had somehow slipped past his armor and his aura not active.
"PREDAKING!" Blake cried out. Her eyes widened when she saw the dragon faunus fall to the ground, blood seeping from his wound. Sun then pulled out his own weapon and stood in defense of the downed dragon.
"Give it to me." Ilia demanded, her eyes narrowed at the cat faunus before her.
Blake however remained resolute, "No."
"You shouldn't have come back." Ilia told her, her colors changing to green and blue before she used her weapon to create a rush of dust, which allowed her to escape. Blake briefly acknowledged that Ilia had disappeared before she jumped down and rushed over to the downed predacon, "Predaking! Predaking!"
Predaking lay there on his back, bleeding from the wound Ilia caused. Blake covered the wound with her hands, and looked around crying, "No, no, no, not again, please! Help! Somebody! Hold on, Predaking, just hold on."
Predaking could not hear here as he fell deeply unconscious. Sun went to get help while Blake remained there, trying to get her injured protector to remain with them… with her.
Predaking awoke in a dark abysmal area and looked around, still in his Faunus form, "Where am I?"
His voice echoed before he found himself on Cybertron in an age before the cities and damage of the war had ever occurred. He then approached a great gathering which looked to be his fellow Predacons and Cybertronians gathered. He made his way through the crowd as he saw a figure, resembling the last prime, but with pearly white or silver armor with Star Saber in hand face off a Predacon whose beast mode was identical to his own.
The Prime raised his sword when the look-a-like readied himself for a fire blast. With a mighty yell, the prime blocked the flames with his large sword, making all those who saw stare in shock, the prime's opponent.
Predaking tried to get the height advantage before the warrior grabbed him by his tail and forced him down to the ground. Predaking changed into his own bipedal form to place his clawed hand on his helm, trying to see clearly. He then saw the light colored warrior approach the downed king of the Predacons.
Before the Predaking of the past could attack, the tip of his sword pressed against his throat which made him glare up at the bipedal Cybertronian. The Predacon closed his eyes waiting for the end to come.
But the Prime snorted, holstered the sword on his back and walked away. Surprised by this, the original Predaking got up and asked, in bipedal form, his voice echoing around the present Predaking, "Wait! What are you doing? Finish the battle!"
The white armored Prime stopped and said, glancing back with contempt as he spoke in a somewhat arrogant tone, "No, I won this duel and you will live with the fact that you, the 'mighty' Predaking, lost to Prima, the first born of our lord Primus."
The Predaking of the past growled, his pride obviously wounded from the words as he stood up and said, his arm over his wounded chest, "Very well… We will leave your kind be with any affairs you have while you will do the same for mine?"
"Of course I will. Unlike you, savage, I am a Prime of my word." Prima stated before he and the rest of the bipedal Cybertronians returned to their half the Cybertron. One of them stayed behind, a violet and red mech with a long beard and mustache on his face, and what looked to be a solid hologram of a cape behind him while he had a quill and some sort of device in his hands.
The original Predaking hissed, glaring at the Prime that defeated him with great contempt before changing into his beast mode and roared, making all the Predacons with him do the same, away from the territories that the bipedal had claimed as their own. Predaking stared in surprise at what he had just witnessed. Were these the memories of his own beginning? Then that means that the Predacon that Prima fought really was truly the predacon whose remains he was cloned from.
That prime… he was as arrogant and conniving as both Megatron and Starscream together. How dare he call his people savage and speak to the Predacons as though they were the same type of beasts found on Remnant. And why would those Cybertronians flock to him if he spoke with evil about another form of Cybertronian life.
Predaking slowly opened his eyes when he heard the chirping of the tiny creatures known as birds. Blinking them to focus he looked around and found himself within the chief's study. He looked at himself and found himself to be without his chest armor, robe top and arm guards. His head was directly over one arm of the couch while his legs dangled over the other arm of the large couch.
His thoughts went to the dream he had and asked himself, 'Was that… a memory? Of my original-self?'
He turned his head and saw the familiar shape of his charge. He asked, "Blake?"
Blake was there, sitting on a chair across from the couch, her body facing him. Her head was bowed and her hands folded in her lap, "This... is why. This is why I left them all behind."
Predaking looked at her, confused by her meaning and asked, "What are you on about?"
Blake got up and walked over to the couch. The horned, clawed, Faunus watched her in confusion, "You heard Sun when he asked me about why I left my team behind at Vale? And I'm sure you probably thought 'why'?"
Predaking only stated, "It was your tale to tell."
"Well THIS is why. And I am done seeing my friends hurt because of me." Blake told him as she looking like she was getting very upset by this revelation to the injured dragon.
Predaking sighed at this as he continued, "Blake..."
"Shut up!" Blake exclaimed, angrily. She used that same anger to ask, "Do you think I like being alone?"
He did not answer and let her continue on what she was trying to say, "Every day... every day I think about them! Ruby, Weiss, Yang... they were my friends! I loved them like I never thought I could love anybody. And I hope they hate me for leaving."
Predaking sat himself up as he stated, "You cannot truly mean that."
"Yes, I do!" She yelled, forceful enough with her voice that anyone would have been made to pull back from. Predaking remained as he was, looking at her.
With a hand to her head, Blake continued, "Everyone thinks they can help me, but they can't."
She then sat down and then began again, "You saw Ilia last night and she's not even the worst! No. No more. They're better off without me-"
Predaking had heard enough of this. He let out a roar and slammed his fist against the table, causing a deep crack to form, which traveled through the entire width of the table as he looked up at her, angrily, "Do not presume you are the only one to feel that way of yourself due to a number of setbacks, femme feline. Just because you think you're being selfless, that does not mean others will see you as a self-sacrificed martyr. Instead they would see someone who is forcing themselves into isolation instead of being strong. True, that reptilian acquaintance of yours had rendered me unconscious. However, I would do so again for all eternity if it meant to ensure your safety, as I had sworn to do when we made it onto that ship when we first met. Had you forgotten how I failed to protect my brethren due to Megatron's manipulations? Did that cease my attempts to continue to find a way to bring my species back? No. I know that it is my destiny to revive my race of old and lead them down the path of history as their future king."
Blake turned to face him, surprised. No one had ever put it like that to her in such a manner while showing the emotions that were needed to get through her mindset for her to listen. Though that part about him being a king seemed to cause some confusion on her part, but let it slide since he got injured on account of her. And to be honest she almost did forget what Predaking had gone through; how he had failed to protect the other dragon and griffin Faunus back in his homeland.
"I am assured, by our eavesdropping blond comrade, which your previous teammates would feel the same as I do about your safety." Blake was, again, confused by what he meant when he gestured with his head to someone on the other end of the door to the study. She then turned away, looking down.
"You are certainly free to make your own choices. However, you must not delude yourself to believe you can make our decisions for us. When the people who love you fight for you, it's because they want to. You must stop pushing us away so unnecessarily, the pain from that is worse than any physical pain we could endure." Predaking told her before he revealed, "That is also why I did not take Sun with me on my expedition into the desert, because you need someone you know and trust with you in case the white fang tried to strike due to my absence."
Blake and the eavesdropping Sun blinked in surprise when they heard Predaking say that about someone whom they believed that the dragon Faunus hated. He then smirked before he added, "That and his insistant nagging and whining would force me to claw out my ears to end his non-stop chattering. Then I would be more of a useless wretch compared to him. Then how would I be there to protect you?"
The Predacon's attempt at humor made Sun take on an annoyed expression. He really needed to teach Predaking how to tell a good joke or people would take him seriously. Blake, however, laughed a bit from the ridiculousness of Predaking's words, before she sat down next to him and said, her cheeks warming a bit, "My hero."
The door behind Blake, the same one that Sun crashed through the night before, crashed down again. This time, it was Blake's mother, who embarrassed herself through eavesdropping too closely to the door that led to the outside porch. Behind her, Ghira looked down at his wife on the ground with his hand on his hip. Kali popped upward again. In an affected tone, Kali said, as though they just walked in on the pair, and poorly playing innocent, "Oh! Oh dear, would you look at that, he's awake! Thank goodness!"
Ghira merely covered his face with his free hand, with a tired, "Kali, please."
"Mom!" Blake exclaimed, though to Predaking she seemed to be annoyed with her mother's recent actions for reasons unknown to the Predacon.
Predaking however, bowed his head in greeting, "Madam Belladonna."
Sun came in on the other door and said, "Hey Mrs. B."
"Sun!" Blake exclaimed, she didn't really think that he had also eavesdropped on the two of them.
Blake went over to her mother to ask, "What are you doing?!"
Kali answered, "Well, sweetheart, your father needed to speak with the three of you."
"Huh?" Blake asked, looking up at her father
Ilia's scroll was set down on the coffee table. It showed a master folder labeled W. F. with six subfolders inside. The subfolders were labeled: Assignment, E.L., P.R., E.W., S. F., Untitled, Predaking looked at the subfiles as Ghira told his daughter, "I'm afraid you were right to be suspicious."
"What do you mean?" Blake asked, wondering what it was that her father found from the scroll they had taken from Ilia.
"Adam Taurus is planning to overthrow the leader of the White Fang, and stage a full-scale attack on Haven Academy." Ghira revealed before he finished, "It would be the Fall of Beacon all over again."
Predaking looked down at his feet after he had sat down again, however a glance showed how he was not the only one to do this action. Sun however stated, looking back at his friend's father, "Not if we destroy the White Fang once and for all."
The Predacon then heard Blake state, "No."
Everyone else turned to see Blake standing up again, this time full of resolve and determination, "We're not going to destroy the White Fang. We're going to take it back."
"You know you will count on my aid." Predaking stated standing up, hissing from the pain caused by his wound.
Sun got up too, "Easy, big guy you're still hurt."
"My wounds will mend, Wukong." Predaking stated, which surprised sun. Predaking never called him by his name other than those nicknames he made up.
Predaking however looked to the head of the Belladonna house and apologized, "Chief Belladonna, I must apologize for this. I am afraid until my wound heal I will not be able to assist you in the completion of the village Mythos."
Ghira blinked in wonder at how his guest thought that was more important than his health. He told the injured dragon, "Don't worry about it, You've been through a lot for the past three days."
That made Predaking stare in surprise, "three days?"
The four of them nodded in response, which made Predaking steaming, smoke blowing from his nostrils. He felt a hand on his shoulder and saw Blake there, as she said, gently, "I appreciate you wanting to get back into this but you need to rest if you want your wounds to heal properly."
Predaking narrowed his eyes, at the fact she was basically telling him to stay in bed to rest, but he nodded, "As you wish."
He then looked for the pieces of his armor, and his robe top that were missing and asked, "Where are my affects?"
His question caused a stir before the mother spoke up, "Umm… they're actually right behind you."
Predaking turned and saw that they were indeed there, though the marks on the floor suggested they had been dropped due to the weight of the Cybertronian metal used to make them. He looked to find his top folded neatly on the arm of the couch where his head was resting during his long sleep.
Blake then realized Predaking had a very well-toned upper body. Sure she saw him topless on the ship they took to Menagerie, but she was more surprised that he had awoken after two days of sleep than anything else at the time. He had a big blast wound that was on the left side of his back waist, he barely had a hair anywhere on his chest. The scales of his Faunus heritage seemed to snake itself from his elbows to different veins over his body; two close to his sternum, another two over the lower section of his ribs and over another two veins his spine. It was hard to tell where the human like flesh ended and the dragon scales began, like a forest into a mountain. All of which were connected to the scales over his spine.
Blake felt her cheeks heating up deeply while her face turned bright red. Other than Sun, who had no problem showing his abs and bare chest with his shirt constantly open for the world to see, Predaking, however, did not and now she saw a man with a seven pack abs standing there. Blake remembered something from one the books she read back in Beacon, "Ninjas of Love", and passed out from the image of the dragon faunus before her as he looked right now with what she read in the book.
"Blake!" Sun cried out at the sight of her faint before him, but Predaking caught her and asked, holding her bridal-style with his right arm, "Why did she fall unconscious?"
Her father sighed while Kali went over and said, with a sigh, as she tried to keep herself from blushing as well, "We'll explain later. Could you be a dear and bring her to her room before you retire to your room to rest please, Predaking?"
Predaking nodded, "Yes, ma'am."
Predaking left without even letting her down to put his top robe back on. As he walked he looked at the unconscious Blake and thought, 'Has the femme feline always had this allure to her or is this when she is resting?'
He then blinked, confused by what he had recently thought. He shook his head, 'Where did that come from? No I must remain on task. Must remember my mission to bring the Predacon race back from extinction. Not get too attached to the beings that I must bid farewell to once this is over.'
As he continued his trek he thought more, 'I had learned much from my time here on Remnant, especially to be a better king for my people when I return to Cybertron to rule over them as their king.'
Predaking found the room that had Blake's scent on the door knob and opened it to find a room that wasn't as empty as his, considering as he was a guest, that would be understandable. After the Predacon placed her on her bed, carefully took the belt over her coat, then coat off her, and pulled the blanket to cover her to ensure she does not get cold. Just when he was about to turn and leave he noticed a picture of Blake with her parents; they seemed happy together. He was still confused by the word family. …It is still a concept that escaped his understanding. The photo had Blake smaller than she was with him right now with her parents who were also not like they were presently. In the photo, Ghira had a shorter beard. An open dark violet vest that also showed his chest. He also had a pair of long, extended fingerless gloves that reached his upper arms, beige pants, and brown leather boots. Next to him was a younger Kali did not had the same outfit she had on either, it seemed she had previously an outfit similar to her husband's back when she had been a part of the White Fang as well. Blake seemed to be displaying a shy smile into the photo it was… what was that word used by the people here? Ah, now he remembered, it was cute.
"I see you found one of our oldest moments, years before Kali and I stepped down from the White Fang." Ghira's voice shocked Predaking out of his thoughts as he turned to see his charge's father standing there at the door.
Predaking looked down embarrassed, and tried to speak, "Forgive me for being here, sir… I was merely… curious…"
If it was any other young man, Ghira would be very suspicious and furious, but seeing as the Dragon Faunus before him, whose circumstances weren't like any other young man's, he let it slide, for now, and told him, "It's all right Predaking, it's all right."
"I was not sure if this smaller female was indeed your daughter until I saw the resemblance." Predaking stated, gently putting the picture back on the desk next to Blake's bed.
Ghira motioned for them to continue the conversation outside. Predaking complied and left the room. After he closed the door Ghira asked, "You honestly couldn't tell that was Blake?"
"No." was all Predaking stated before he looked away, "It must be due to the fact I was… brought out of the tank fully grown. The one who used the technology and brought my being into creation mentioned a growth acceleration to bring me to my physical peak."
"Oh… uhh…" Ghira stated, he almost forgot that Predaking had been born by cloning instead of… the original way… However, he tried to anyway, "You see when a child is born from… umm…"
Ghira seemed to struggle on how to explain before he stated, "After the child is born they begin a process known as growing from their small shapes to one both their minds and bodies grow older. As any living creature in Remnant."
Predaking was still confused by this and asked, "But where did the child come from before they are born?"
Ghira sighed, his expression showed the very thoughts in his mind at the moment. This was going to be a very long night if he tried to explain "the Birds and the Bees" story for Predaking to understand about the non-cloning methods of creating life.
The next morning Blake woke up, perplexed to be in her room. The last thing she remembered was… Then the image of Predaking's very well fit and toned body appeared in her mind's eye before she felt her cheeks heating up again. Her cat ears stood straight up, even as she shook the thoughts from her mind.
She can't be thinking these thoughts, she needed to focus on the job at hand, which was to take the White Fang back from Adam.
When she came into the kitchen nearly everyone was there eating breakfast. She looked around and found her father missing, "Uhh… where's dad?"
"Your father's still too tired to get out of bed, something about trying to explain things to one of our guests." Kali told her daughter as she poured tea into her cup. After she heard this, Blake looked accusingly at Sun.
Sun, who felt her eyes on him said, defensively, "Don't look at me. I already had that discussion with my folks."
Predaking remained silent while Blake finished her breakfast, rather not wanting to know about the discussion he and her father had while she was recovering from that fantasy overload. She then went into Ghira's office and began to look for something inside. Sun and Predaking joined her as she placed a small chest on the desk and opened it. Inside are various objects, including the flag with the new White Fang emblem, a spiral notebook and a book.
Once near the current flag Blake put down the current White Fang flag and picked up the old white and blue flag. She lowered it and smiled at Sun, who is sitting in a chair with his arms behind his head in a relaxed position. And Predaking who was standing there letting a gentle smile finally grace his lips for the first time in his existence. He wanted to show her that she had his support for what will come next in her quest to retake the White Fang brotherhood.
(Oh, wow! I did not think it would be possible but I was able to make it to the last chapter of Blake's journey in Vol4 of RWBY. Now that Blake has decided retake the White Fang, what will happen? Who else in Adam's faction knows about Predaking's "true" origins? What will Predaking witnessed the next time he sleeps and witnesses his original's memories? And will the insanity of romcom moments ever end?!
Find out on the eleventh chapter of Transformers RWBY: The Light of Hope.
P.S. The next chapter will show the progression Weiss and Dreadwing had taken since their daring escape from the Schnee estate.
And for the record I based Predaking's memory dream based off what I read from Transformers Prime's Covenant of Primus book that was released near the end of the cartoon Transformers Prime. It was written to be tied into the same continuity, known as "Aligned", as the WFC & FOC games and the Prime cartoon in case anyone was wondering.)