It was night. The moon shown big and full. There were fewer stars than usual. Highshot's leg was numb and so was her side. It was almost too dark to see anything.
She couldn't remember what happened. She was in what seemed to be a scrapyard.
Is that an Autobot ship?
She blacked out again.
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When she woke up it was midday. With a few clouds in the sky.
Her leg and side was hurting again. She noticed that her leg was in a steel brace and her side was still a bit dented.
She felt flesh on her side.
Is that a human?
Scrap! I've been seen! I was hit by a human! Oh, this isn't good she thought.
Step step step
A human came into view.
He was young. He had brown, shaggy hair. His eyes were large and green. He whore a blue jacket with a white shirt underneath.
"Dad, she's awake!" the boy said.
"Ok. Go tell the others", another human behind her said.
Highshot lashes her tail and growled quietly. She had a million questions running through her head but couldn't say anything because she couldn't speak in beast mode.
Where am I?! Who are you?! What others?! You better not have told anyone else about this! she thought.
She lifted her head up to get a better look around, but the human stopped her.
"Hey. Take it easy. You were hit pretty hard", the man said.
Yeah. I realized that she thought.
She was in a white tent, the opening flapping in the wind. She was on a large metal table.
The man stepped around to her head so she could see the man's face.
He had shaggy hair and a beard. He whore a red flower shirt. His eyes were blue, almost as bright as Highshot.
The boy stepped into the tent, followed by...
A MINIBOT?!?! she thought. These humans know about us?!
The minibot was about as tall as the boy. He was mostly orange with a silver face.
"Hello!" said the minibot "I'm Fixit. And this is Russell."
"And I'm Denny", the man said.
"You'll need to rest for while", said Fixit, "You're leg sustained a lot of damage and you had some internal injuries as well."
There was someone walking outside. Definitely Cybertronian. Quite large. Highshot could only see his feet. They were red, blue, and black.
Oh no she thought. Is that the one that hit me?
"Fixit? Is she awake?" asked a deep, imposing voice.
Wait. I know that voice. But...It can't be... she thought.
"Yes, sir. She is", Fixit answered.
"I wish to speak with her", said the voice.
Apparently the table she was laying on had wheels, and she was wheeled out of the tent. She hissed softly.
Well this sucks she thought.
And standing there, more obese than when she last saw him, was Optimus Prime.
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She started to panic. She couldn't be here. She had to run!
But she was wiser than that. Running would hurt and probably make her injuries worse.
When Optimus saw her, his optics went wide. He didn't say anything for a moment. He was just...staring at her. It seemed like he was speechless.
"Highshot?", he said softly.
She huffed and lashed her tail.
"Wait...you know her?" Russell asked.
"We've met", Optimus said glaring at her.
Well that's unsettling.
"Take off the brace so she can transform", Optimus said.
Fixit went to unlatch the brace.
Highshot sat up after it was off. It was quite painful. She hopped off the table, staying off her broken leg.
She transformed. Hissing in pain when she stood up.
"Optimus Prime. Been a while", said Highshot.
"Indeed. So, this is where you've been all this time", Optimus said.
"Yep", said Highshot. "I'm surprised you remember me, Prime."
"I remember you ran", said Optimus.
"So how's the war going?" asked Highshot.
"The war has been over for at least 30 years", a new voice called from Highshot's right.
It was Bumblebee. He could speak!
"Congratulations, you got your voice back", she said sarcastically, "Don't rub it in."
Highshot was much smaller than Bee and Optimus. Only standing to Optimus' knees. Though she wasn't intimidated.
"Hmph. You weren't this rude when I last saw you", Bumblebee said, "You've changed."
"You said the war was over", she said, "So who won?"
"Autobots", said Bumblebee.
"I suggest you transform to beast mode so I can put the brace back on", Fixit said, rolling up to her.
"Oh, alright", she complained as she transformed again.
As Fixit latched the brace back on she saw Optimus glare at her. She growled. And Fixit led her back into the tent to rest, limping as she followed.
She let out a heavy sigh as she plopped on the ground. And Fixit left the tent.
She was alone. Again. Just her and her thoughts.
If the war is over, is it possible I could go back? she thought.
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