(Hey Everyone, I'm sorry for posting this now instead of last month, I had gotten very sick that lasted for... 3 weeks and just now finished this chapter. Okay, Predaking's facing a lot of heat by the White Fang "revealing" Predaking's origins As well as unexpected reveal of Shockwave on Remnant, but why is he helping the White Fang make his creation's life miserable? And whose side is he on?
Now to some people who left reviews I was able to respond to.
Nightroad817: I'm afraid it is… The master of logic, the con of terror, the one and only Logical Shockwave!
"Curious": Yes Shockwave is wearing armor similar to his Cybertronian form. He finds it logical to have his armor resemble his true form while also not to show the "weakness" of his organic body.
Minette56: Merci pour vos bons mots, je l'apprécie vraiment, Minette. Et oui, je continuerai à écrire après Predaking jusqu'à ce qu'il arrive à Haven et voie Megatron À partir de là, les quatre gardiens seront sous la direction de RyuJudge6614.
Please continue to support and assist me with your reviews throughout the remainder of this summer.
Reminder: This is a story that works in correlation with Ryujudge6614's "Transformers RWBY: The Flames of Redemption", which focuses on Yang and Ruby while my story focusing on Weiss and Blake after the Fall of Beacon. Even though Weiss' story is now being taken over by Ryujudge.
I strongly suggest that you all who have not read his story do so, it's what inspired me to go to him and work with him by writing this very story with his.
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It was late in the night in Menagerie and a pair of workers were carefully cutting the sides of the rock face that will show the metal door.
"Hey, I'm gonna get some water, you want any?" One of the workers asked, his hard hat protecting his dog ears.
The Faunus with him had scales on his face as he said, "Yeah, thanks. But hurry back, it's creepy down here."
His friend waved assumingly before leaving. The reptile based Faunus continued his work, stopping when he heard a skittering noise. He went back to work after seeing nothing. However there were more skittering sounds, sounding like metal on rock, making the worker go back and asked, "Hey! Is that you?"
Seeing as there were no reply he went back to work before something grabbed him from behind and pulled him away from the light before he could give a shout. He then hit the ground hard. Groaning, he got up and his eyes met with complete darkness. As he was about to call for his buddy he heard a groan as he turned and saw a very beautiful girl with a spider like motif on her armor.
He went over to her and asked, picking her up gently, "Are you okay, miss?"
The woman groaned as she opened her eyes revealing insect like eyes with a violet pigment as she asked, scared, "Wh-where am I?"
"You're underground in Menagerie." He said as he got a good look on her. Very pale sking, ebony violet hair tied in a knock behind her head to keep it from her eyes. The main colors of her outfit consist of black, purple, and gold. Two grey colored metal pieces of armor rest over her shoulders, perpendicular to her waist, and two rest along her hips. She had knee high boots over the skin tight suit covering most of her body with her armor.
She had a body that made the man gulp, face heating up at how alluring she was as she looked over at him and asked, "Do… do you have anything I can drink?"
He nodded, still stupefied by her beauty as he helped her up. When she stood she held onto him for support before they began their walk. Things were silent between them as they continued their walk, trying to find the way to where the worker's buddies are. As they made a pass by a rocky part of the tunnel, she tripped and fell forward while he was checking the corner, in case of Grimm. He turned her gasp and caught her in time.
Looking at him weakly, she said, "I apologize… I'm afraid I became too weak to go on…"
Feeling like he should do something to help this beautiful woman he asked, "I-is… Is there anything I can do?"
She looked surprised by this as she began, "As a matter of fact-"
Then wrapping her arms around him with a sudden feat of strength she said, cruelly, "You can."
Revealing metal fangs from behind her purple lips as she lunched her head forward. The man yelled trying to get out of her grip, but silence followed along with a gulping sound.
Back to the main work area of the tunnel the man's friend came by with canteens of water and asked, "Hey man, where are you?"
There was a thwipping sound as he looked down in time to see a pale violet color webbing before being pulled into the darkness. When the dog-eared worker woke up he found himself alone, his canteens disappeared. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his scroll. He looked around for any indication where he was before seeing the body of his friend. He went over and gasped, seeing him dead. Just as he was about to make a silent prayer to the gods of this world. The man's friend opened his eyes suddenly, they were blank and violet in color before he grabbed the praying faunus, sinking his fangs into the man's neck just as he let out a death cry.
However, above them stood the woman, her smile growing making her beauty twist into evil as she saw the corpse of the other man standing up as the two wandered through the tunnels.
"It worked. I can make more like me, just as last time." She said smirking sadistically before using the metallic spider legs that were on her armor to scurry off, needing to report this.
Ignoring as the newly made ghouls groaned, their voices distorted, "Aura…"
Predaking woke up early again, ignoring the tiredness that was pushing against his lids, went to get what he could to eat before he left to work on the tunnels leading to and from the oasis. He's been avoiding them ever since his latest memory dream weeks ago. What had caused it now? The first time was involved when he felt vulnerable for the first time in his existence. This latest one was when, he felt in his spark, a place he could call a home. Since that time, he's been told of his obvious tiredness, leading to those of the Belladonna household to be concerned about his health.
Every time he comes back he worked up an appetite from his day long work, before going to bed. At least he was able to sleep a peaceful dreamless sleep that did not bother his mental health, but the memories of his original's past had been echoing in his mind as he was awake. Some of the workers there had noticed how on edge, more than usual, the large dragon Faunus had been while they worked. Blake was at first concerned about how tense and on edge Predaking was, however, her trust in him allowed her to be convinced that he'll pull through whatever's bothering him, but if it looked like it would be bad, she'll try and help him through it.
He kept to himself as he worked. Predaking felt something wrong in the air. Not a form of poison or a scent… Just a sense he had in the air. He noticed the foremen of the workers, who came by Ghira's request, had looking more annoyed than some of the guards thought he was. Predaking remembered how the workers were not thrilled about working with someone that most of the people had dubbed as a "Human weapon". But after the last couple days of them and him working together, they began to think differently about Predaking. While they had gotten the metal made doors into the rock wall, Predaking's use of his dragon breath made the rock ceiling above the door melt down around it, securing it in place.
Going to the foreman in charge of the tunneling passage to the Oasis, he asked, "Is something the matter, Foreman?"
"No, just some guys goofing off, exploring the tunnels- which ARE NOT ON THE MAP!" He added the last part exasperatingly at his men who heard and grumbled about doing their jobs this time.
Predaking, seeing the distain of the workers being called slackers by their leader asked, "Where did the first of the "goof offs" first take place?"
The foreman pointing to a place, with his thumb, before getting back to work about the doors going into place. Predaking investigated the area as he saw something strange in the foot tracks.
Looking over to a nearby guard he ordered, "Shine the light of your torch here."
Blinking the guard looked over to his friend before he pulled out his scroll, turn on the flashlight app, and shined the light on where Predaking was looking and in that instant Pedaking saw it, faint but evidence of the workers being pulled away by something strong, but quickly, and quietly.
The two looked to each other fearfully when they heard Predaking growling. He then went and inspected the other unfinished door, then the other, then the other. All there were signs of the workers being pulled by something quickly, deeper into the darkness of the caverns.
The two guards had trouble keeping up with him due to his quick pacing as he went from one incomplete door to the other. Predaking then found what looked to be pale violet like webbing. Somehow seeing this made his mind buzz slightly, trying to remember during the time his mind was still… primordial. Holding it in his claw he went and sniffed it, to get a scent to track, before he froze, remembering why the scales in his arms began to stand on end (AN: If it was possible for scales to do that). It was before he revealed his intelligence and transformation ability to Megatron that the warship had smelt wrong, he then detected that same scent when he fought the possessed Megatron and after he returned to the burial ground and found the remains of his ancestors had been removed by the demon which used Megatron's corpse as a puppet.
Looking at the two guards, Predaking said, "Contact Captain Rodentia immediately. Tell him we have a saboteur. A fatally dangerous one."
He then pushed himself through the hole he made for the doors to be installed and hurried off after the scent of evil. It got darker but his eyes allowed him to see in the dark. Predaking wasn't sure if it was his Faunus physiology or his natural tracking ability, but at the moment he didn't care. Lives were at risk if the Demon Unicron had somehow escaped and found his way to this planet.
He stopped as he could smell something… worse. Blood. It was the smell of the workers's blood. He looked around trying to find the workers. Trying to locate survivors. However he detected shapes in the shadows. The moved, somewhat sluggishly, however they seemed to be wearing uniforms similar to the workers who came to assist.
"Workers? Are you… unharmed?" Predaking asked, hesitantly.
They didn't answer as they kept straggling towards him while groaning about… needing to feed. As they approached Predaking could detect the scent of decaying flesh and evil emanating from the workers. He then remembered why this was familiar, there had been an incident where an experiment had gone wrong and made a number of the crew into, as a Vehicon put it, "Walking Energon-starved, undead created by Starscream". Predaking hissed as he thought, 'So… this is what he meant…'
Saber had arrived as he asked, "Predaking? Did you find the missing workers?"
"No stop, do not shine your light here!" Predaking warned, wanting to spare the Faunus of what he found.
Unfortunately, it was too late, one of the guards had found his scroll and shined his light on the scene as many of the guards gasped when they saw the undead versions of the people they were looking for. Skin deathly pale and looked as though they had been drained of a lot. The Faunus inheritance on their bodies had decayed worse than their bodies as it made them almost resemble what Grimm could look like. Their eyes were now purple as they staggered to the group, groaning, "Aura…"
It made a lunge for the closest Faunus guard, mouth opened wide to reveal fangs, "Aura…"
Predaking did not give the ghoul the chance to as he sprung from his location and drove his claw into the chest of the undead worker, before tossing it away and stood before the group, "Stay behind me."
"Wh-what happened to them?" One of the guards asked, scared as they saw the one that Predaking had ran through with his claw get back up and staggered, the fact that it had holes in its chest didn't seem to bother it.
Predaking glanced back before he said, "I am afraid that they are no longer the people they once were. They have been turned into these… undead ghouls who wish to feed on the blood and aura of the living to satisfy their cravings."
"Y-you mean… they're gonna eat us?!" A younger member of the guard asked, holding her spear shakily.
"Worse… they will turn us into one of them." Predaking answered, his eyes darting to the horde.
Saber looked back and asked, "How do you know this?"
"You heard of my origins from Chieftan Ghira?" Predaking asked, earning a nod from the gerbil Faunus as Predaking continued, "In my homeland, someone had done an experiment mixing dust with an evil compound that had turned a prisoner of theirs into an abomination that was driven by the need to feed on the life-blood of all those who were in its sights. The fool had thought it would allow their leader to control them as though they were puppets on a string."
"How horrible…" Another guard said as one of the walking corpses made a move, the guard had no choice but to use his spear, which made contact with the corpse's chest, however, it did not stop it as the ghoul snarled and gnashed its teeth at the scared guard. Predaking snarled and pulled the corpse off, chucking it at a number of the undead. Pulling the guard up, Predaking ordered, pointing the way they came, "Swiftly!"
The guards ran for it, the number of was small, but they were able to escape. Or so they thought… one of the guards was caught by a worker's corpse they didn't see, making them fall. Before the guard was bitten, Saber raised his pistol and fired, hitting the corpse in the head. The downed guard pulled themselves out of there and hurried back as Predaking noticed that the ghoul was getting back up with the bullet hole in its head.
By the time that Predaking and the guards came back the rest of the workers, wondering what was going on.
"What's going on?!" The foreman shouted, seeing Predaking and the guards come back.
Predaking was holding the horde back before using his dragon-fire to melt the wall and the door together.
Saber went to the foreman and ordered, "I want all of you to head to the Oasis now!"
"Why? Is it the Grimm?" A worker asked, scared.
Looking the way they came Predaking growled, "Worse…"
Soon the wooden supplies used to bar the doors would be torn apart and the remaining workers saw what became of their friends. he boss however said, "Alright you jokers, enough of this and back to work."
"Sir, please step away from them, they're not the people you knew." Predaking said seeing the foreman walking towards them. Who said, unafraid, "Nah, its just these guys playing a trick on you and me so they can get out of this cave."
He approached one of the ghouls and said, "I gotta admit that's some impressive makeup, how long have you guys been planning this prank?"
Seeing the bullet holes and chest wound on two of them, he asked, "Hey? Why don't any of you guys say something?"
The ghoul directly infront of him lift its head before growling, "Aura..."
And grabbing the foreman, who struggled to get out of the undead faunus' grip before it raised it's head and bit down on the foreman.
The last thing any of them heard was a blood curdling scream before the ghoul bit down on the neck of the Faunus, causing blood to spray out. Predaking turned to see as his eyes revealed something unusual. There seems to be a light being emitted by the Faunus at the point of breaking through the skin by the undead's fangs. Everyone saw how the light from the Faunus began to fade before it went dark and the body remained limp, dead. Everyone stared as the undead removed itself from the corpse of the foreman and began to move towards the group. After seconds, the Foreman's body began to move, his features resembling that of the other ghouls, eyes the same violet tone as them.
"Boss!" One of the workers cried, trying to help him, but a guard grabbed his arm and pulled him back, "It's too late! He's one of them now!"
Predaking snarled as he charged in, using his claws to cut them down, only for them to keep getting back up. Wanting answers about what he witnessed, Predaking looked to Saber and asked, "What was that light that the foreman had before his turning?"
"That must've been his aura. They must be feeding on our auras as they are our blood." Saber said as he kept firing his bullets at the ghouls.
Predaking thought about what he could read from the books that involved auras with his claws as he said, "It may be that the permanent way of ending this horde is to damage their brains and their hearts."
"Right, because that's how an aura's usually released, the person touching the heard and mind of the person whose aura is to be released." Saber concurred, he then saw another of the workers falling to the ghouls as he snapped, "The only problem is the time!"
Predaking agreed as more of the workers and two of the guards fell to the ghouls, only to rise and stagger towards the survivors. Predaking then shouted, "Everyone get behind me."
He activated his Aura as an extra source of protection as the survivors made their ways to stand behind Predaking. The Ghouls, sensing the unusual amount of strength in the Dragon Faunus' aura turned their attention to him and made their way to him. Predaking's anger began to grow as he remembered the demon doing similar to the remains of his ancestors. And now… because of him… His race will never walk on Cybertron's surface again!
With a mighty roar, Predaking let out a blast of fire, if anyone had the eye strength to look past the heat and the light, they could see it taking the shape of a dragon with horns similar to Predaking's before it opened its mouth and flew at the ghoul horde, burning them. The survivors could feel the heat through their closed, covered, eyes last for seconds. Once the flames had died down, everyone opened their eyes to stare in amazement by what they had seen. None of the ghouls had survived that last blast of fire, leaving nothing but ash in the large burst's wake. It also destroyed most of their supplies, tools, and water. Although it did seem to keep the doors and rock walls intact, smelted them together.
While everyone was staring at the Dragon Faunus' doing, no one noticed his eyes were blank and his body became too weak for him to remain standing as he dropped.
Saber watched as everyone went to make sure the large young man was all right as he thought, 'The kid said that those flames of his get stronger the more anger he feels, especially when it involved something involving his past. The question is: what sort of past did he have before Ms. Blake met him?'
He then looked at the piles of ashes that used to be the ghouls and thought, 'And why is this happening to Menagerie?'
Predaking groaned as he again found himself back on Cybertron, still suffering from the early effects of the great cataclysm. As he walked he saw that the Primes were building something. It appeared to be thick doors of a fallout shelter.
"Are you certain that these doors will hold off against both the heat and the radiation?" A regal voice asked, making Predaking turn to see Prima walking with two of his brothers.
The purple and red being with a short beard said, "Yes brother, Alchemist and I had overseen the construction of it once he had finished defending Cybertron from as many of the meteors as he could."
"Very good, Alpha Trion." Prima said smiling at how far they have come. The heard the sound of feet as they saw Alchemist Prime approaching as he reported, "The Meteors have stopped, I'm thinking we're close to the ending of the first stage into the second stage."
The report made the two Primes grim as Prima ordered, "Sound the evacuation. We must get as many of our people in the shelter as possible."
"Very well then, I'll go to the wilds and-" Alchemist began but Prima stopped him, "No."
"Prima."
"I will not have our people threatened by those savage Predacons!" Prima refuted, glaring from his last encounter with the king of all Predacons.
The other two sighed, Alchemist then said, "But you know that only Cybertronians who were based by the thirteen of us had emerged from the well, sure for those like our late sister Solus, and late brother Onyx, they are a rarity but-"
Prima turned and snapped, "They are the instruments of chaos! You saw and reports of what those beasts did to our people before I challenged that blithering tyrant into a duel."
The two looked as though they heard this before as Alchemist added, "If you weren't like this after we defeated Unicron, then… The War of the Primes could have been avoided…"
"I know…" Alpha Trion said, sadly, "I miss them too…"
Prima however snapped, "I do not miss that agent of chaos. I and finally happy to have that disgrace off of Cybertron for his crimes of murder and disbandment of our brotherhood."
Before they could continue one of the bipedals approached and exclaimed, He had an awfully large chin to go with his blue and yellow body armor, "Primes!"
Looking over to the scared younger bot, Prima asked, fatherly, "What is it, my child?"
"We've detected Predacons! They're heading right for our location."
Prima's expression became serious as he asked, "How many?"
"Thousands!" The young bot answered scared, his blue and yellow armor shaking at the memory of what he saw.
The Three Primes looked to one another as Prima ordered, "Hurry on the evacuation, NOW!"
Predaking then found himself floating as he saw his original-self lead the charge to where he detected a high concentration of Energon, which meant many of the Bipedals were there. Predaking looked back and saw many of the Predacosn who could fly carrying as many of the hatchlings as possible. Predaking had to be impressed by his original-self's ability to command and lead his people through this crisis.
After they landed Predaking saw two of the Primes there conversing before they saw the Predacons landing.
The one in pearling silver and white armor placed his hand on the other one's shoulder and said, "Go."
"But… But Prima… they are his children…" The other Prime pleaded, as if trying to convince his older brother about something.
Prima looked between them and said, "I will handle this, Alpha Trion. Please go and begin teaching our people the steps to go into Stasis-Lock."
Alpha Trion looked between them before he nodded and hurried inside. Prima turned and approached while Predaking did the same, shifting into his bipedal mode to speak to the Prime in his language.
"Greetings, Predaking. What brings you out of your assigned territory?" Prima asked, as if it wasn't obvious.
Predaking growled at the Prime's arrogance and pointed, "The sky is falling, turning red, and the great flame has begun to run wild. Why is this happening to our world?"
"We're entering into a great cataclysm where a red star has somehow begun to pass our planet's own sun which is causing this, As we speak my brothers are preparing our people to wait our this story before the full effects take place." Prima explained, keeping his face still.
Predaking of the past showed signs of hope as he said, "Well then."
He began to lead his people inside when Prima stopped him with a large sword. Growling at this Predaking asked, "What is the meaning of this?"
"You are not welcomed inside. Children of Primus only." Prima stated, keeping himself calm.
Predaking snapped, "We were all born from the well as you were!"
"No! You all are a pack of wild and vicious beasts who would turn on each other the momen you had the chance! Obviously made by Unicron's essence the moment he came to fight us centuries ago!" Prima shot back, even as flames began to erupt around them, making it hard for anyone inside the shelter to hear. Predaking could see something wrong within the Prime
Predaking snarled before he said to the retreating Prime, "You are absolutely unhinged."
Prima stopped and turned suddenly on the spot as he said, holding his sword at the Predacon leader, "How dare you! I am Prima, first born of Primus, Warrior of Light, Leader of the Primes, and your better! You mongrels will do as I say and return to the flames of the pit from which your evil sparks spawned from!"
"You are more of a betrayer than an honorable leader. A true king looks after all those who are under their rule, no matter how they appear or how they act. As with you I was the first of my kind to come from the Well of Allspark and since then I believed it was my destiny to rule those like me and unite them under my rule enable us to survive in this world. At first I thought you Bipedals who are unable to change forms were good for only two things, hunting for energy and for sport but since you beat me in our duel I have come to realize that you are more than what I thought you were. So allow us to prove you otherwise by allowing us entry into the shelter and wait out this cataclysm with you." Predaking said, making the present Predaking stare at his original-self in awe.
Prima however, was not moved. Predaking saw him acting like a zealot who believed he is in the right and those who oppose him are wrong due to him being first born which might make him in the right.
Before anything else happened the air around them began to heat up as fires began to erupt from random spots on the surface. Prima spat, "Go back to the pit!"
He then turned to walk into the shelter. Furious, Predaking roared, "Traitor!"
Before changing into his beast form and unleashed a blast of fire at the Prime's back. Prima let out a cry of pain as he fell forward. Prima growled as he looked back then to the shelter as the radiation began to grow stronger in the air and used his sword to seal the shelter tight.
The Predaking of the past let out a roar of fury before he turned to his subject and ordered, "We have been betrayed my people! Take flight and find shelter under the surface!"
All the Predacons began to leave with their king. However as the fires began to erupt all over the planet, the present Predaking saw such fires consuming groups of Predacons both on the ground and the air. Hearing a chuckle behind him, Predaking saw Prima laying there, watching as the fires began to take the lives of the Predacons, burning them from Cybertron. His back to the shelter doors as he muttered, "Good riddance to such beasts… I hope you all burn in the fires you coveted so greatly…"
Looking up at the sun Prima then breathed, "Lord Primus, I have done all I could to serve you and the light with all my spark… I hope you will welcome me for everything I did in my existence in your name and for our people… Till all are one."
Before a great flash of light erupted, making Predaking cover his eyes.
Predaking gasped awake after this recent memory dream. He looked around breathing heavily before his eyes readjusted and realized he was in his room. His eyes searched everywhere before he found his affects.
Once he had gotten dressed and armed, Predaking began walking to Ghira's office. Just as he was about to reach for the handle he heard.
"THIS IS COMPLETE BULL!"
Stopping Predaking remained silent as he listened as one of the voice said, "You expect me to believe that something turned my brother and most of those people into some kind of undead creature? And that the only way to stop them was to kill them?!"
"It's all there in my report as well as the survivor's testimony." Saber said from inside the other.
"Look I know things are trying right now due to our current situation, but we must remain united." Ghira said speaking to the two men in his office. Predaking could
"Remain united?! How can we do that when the obvious reason as to why these things are happening is because of that fake faunus?!" The third voice shouted angrily.
"Predaking was attacked by those things just as we were! If it wasn't for him then all of us would be dead and nothing would've stopped them from reaching Kuo Kuana." Saber defended Predaking's actions.
"Well without physical evidence then won't believe any of this crap." The third voice said, completely dismissing the issue, "Besides I bet he only said that killing them was the only way to stop them was because he was pre-programmed to say it that way, like how the humans made him to be, as a weapon."
That got Predaking as he opened the door as he entered the office, his face the definition of fury as he growled, "I am not a weapon. Nor did I lie. They were deceased by the bite of the ghouls. I tried to save as many as I could but unlike back where I was from, things are different here."
"So the weapon can speak. And here I thought the commander was exaggerating when he saw you told him what happened." The Faunus on the chair said, glaring at the large dragon faunus. Predaking could see that this Faunus had the inherited trait of a elephant as he had tusks on either side of his face.
Predaking hissed at that while Ghira said, trying smooth the situation down, "P-Predaking. You're awake."
"Indeed, I had awoken due to the sound of someone insulting my honor." Predaking stated, glaring at the man with his arms crossed over his chest.
The Foreman's brother got up and snickered, "Honor. Funny for a fake and a weapon to know the meaning of that word."
Before a fight or Predaking going into a rage could happen Ghira asked, "Commander Saber, could you please escort our guest to the door so that we may continue this another time."
"Yes sir." Saber said, grabbing the man by the arm and pulling him out of the room.
However the elephant Faunus struggling as he shouted, "I'm not gonna give up on this! I'll expose him as the weapon that he is! His crimes against the true faunus will face by the people once I tell the families of the dead what really happened to them! Your lies may have blinded the chief and the commander of our guard but you won't blind me you fake! You hear me?! NEVER!"
Once the yelling man had left Ghira sighed placing a hand to his face while Predaking looked down and stated, "I… I must apologize for this… I had hoped that experiment had perished when that human's army terminated the undead onboard his airship…"
"Predaking… I'm concerned about more of these ghouls as you called them, are still in the underground tunnels. We may need to abandon the oasis…" Ghira said sitting down behind his desk.
Predaking stared in shock at this as he said, "You can't. The people need more territory in order to make sure they thrive, a place safe from the Grimm."
"And what about those ghouls?" Ghira asked, concerned for his citizens.
Sitting down on the chair across from the chief, he assured, "That dark substance that I told commander Rodentia about must have something to do with the Grimm. Let me go down to ensure that my theory is correct. If I can prove that the water from the oasis can repel these creatures then we can do something to ensure the safety of the people who travel between Mythos and Kuo Kuana."
"But you will be alone, with no help from the guards whose numbers are not large enough to patrol the city, protecting my home, and protection for the workers down in the tunnel." Ghira said, still fearful for the young man.
Predaking looked at the chief and said, "I do better hunting alone."
Ghira was about to protest but something about Predaking's eyes seem to make him think that the young man wasn't doing this for selfish reasons. He seems to want no one else to die while in his presence.
Sighing, Ghira nodded, "Very well… but please becareful, I still don't know how Blake will take if she knew you were hunting creatures as bad as Grimm."
"Then for her safety, it would be best to not mention my assignment to her." Predaking stated, as though that would solve everything.
Ghira tried to speak before find no words able to come out of his mouth before he sighed and said, "Fine… just be careful and come back safely."
Predaking nodded, "On my honor as a dragon."
He then stood up, bowing in respect to Ghira before he left his office. Ghira looked over the report once he left and sighed, "Just who are you Predaking and Why is this happening to our people?"
Outside between the desert and the forest stood the woman who caused the ghouls. She placed a finger on her gauntlet before activating a life sized hologram of a certain one-eyed Cybertronian. He didn't waste time as he said, "Report."
"It's as I suspected, I can create more similar to me and control them, such as before with her." The woman said, her helmet retracting to reveal her smiling face, before it became a frown, "That is, before your cloning experiment began to decimate my new subjects. Mmm I might want to add him to my new collection."
"Our orders are to experiment and practice with these new bodies so we may have an element of surprise upon our future adversary and more use to our new allies. A logical strategy." Shockwave stated, making her groan, "I forgot how much of a killjoy you are, especially since you began your experiments with the Insecticons and Predacons."
"The land mass you are currently on is the least technological, therefore the citizens on it are ignored by the majority of humans who have, illogically, express high levels of Xenophobic tendencies towards the Faunus species due to their physical appearance and physiological abilities." Shockwave explained, before adding, "You were the one who had suggested this experiment to test if you could convert more of the indignous life-forms into your drones."
Looking back to the village she asked, "You certain that Taurus fellow won't be upset that we're using his people to experiment with our new forms and abilities?"
"Adam Taurus has shown to have carried a policy, that our previous lord and master had recited, to heart." Shockwave assured her. Though with his head looking like one large mechanical eye, no one can tell his expression.
This caught her attention, "Really? Maybe Taurus is not as bad as I thought when I first met him."
"Continue the assignment that was given to you by him and rendezvous with the rest of us in Mistral before the attack on Haven Academy." He said, before his hologram disappeared.
Looking up at the broken moon, the woman with the Decepticon symbol on her breastplate, which covers the front of her neck, grinned, 'Soon, once I'm done play with Shockwave's pet, I'll get my revenge on the two who sent me to that accursed moon for months..."
She then reactivated the metal spider legs and scurried off to the White Fang Monastery so that she can finish what she needed to do before getting what she wanted.
(Ai-yi-yi... Things are not looking so good for Predaking and the Faunus now that a certain arachnid has been seen in Menagerie up to some evil. But what on Remnant is she of all cons doing there? How did she change from Cybertronian to Faunus? And why is she helping the White Fang? Find out on the exciting two-part finale of Blake and Predaking's stay on Menagerie, "Home-War Front."
If any of you are curious about that dream-memory that Predakin had before waking up, I had done considerable research as well as re-reading what happened in the Great Cataclysm within the Covenant of Primus, and... Prima was a real jerk to leave the Predacons to burn! I mean seriously if he was as he said he was he would've let them in, talk about Hypocrisy to the Max. And He's suppose to be the Prime of Light for Primus' sake. How can he act that way to cybertronians who were born in his sibling's images and talk that way about one of his still living siblings like that? He's a Hypocrite.
So until then, have fun reading and reviewing until the next chapter on "Transformers RWBY: The Light of Hope".
P.S. I may post both chapters together as one, let me know what you all think I should do about this in your reviews.)