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Enter PredaKing
Thursday: 1430 hours, Nemesis
Breonna broke away from the group and wandered the ship alone. She encountered a few drones and tried to talk to them, but she only got their names- Steve, Joe, and Gavin- and a request for her to go away. She told them she would see them later and walked some more.
She reached the flight deck and stood up there, looking over the edge of the ship, unafraid of the fact that a little push would send her flying to the ground far below. Unafraid of the clouds rushing by, of the speed at which they were traveling. She looked up at the sound of wings, expecting to see an eagle or other large bird.
Instead she saw something much, much bigger. She watched as the creature landed on the flight deck and folded its wings against its body, turning to inspect her.
Breonna approached it warily. 'It looks like a dragon,' she thought. 'Wait...what's a dragon again?'
She patted Predaking on the nose happily, recognizing the symbol on his armor. 'It's that cat!'
Predaking roared and transformed. Breonna stumbled back a bit and fell over, landing flat on her back.
"How dare you!" Predaking snarled. "I am Predaking! The ruler of the Predacons!"
"Well, duh," Breonna scoffed. "Preda-king? Preda-cons? Duh!"
Predaking seemed taken aback by her statement. Then he looked her right in the optic and said:
"If you touch me again, I swear by Primus and all your gods I will toast you on the spot."
Breonna shrugged. "Is that the best you can come up with? I've gotten better threats from hobos on the streets of New York!" She laughed and skipped away, leaving Predaking with a dumbfounded look.
Chapter Written By: Autobot Slipstream
Note from the Chapter Author: To HardyGal: Glad to hear you like Aqua and Shelbi. We're shipping one of them...and you should know who ;)
Thanks to everyone for reading this :) I hope you're not too disappointed by the length, but Predaking is a difficult character to write.