Vehicon Chapter 5 Vengeful Spirits
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Third-person View The Grave.
In the darkness, they dreamed. But it was not a pleasant dream, no, it was a nightmare. A Nightmare of broken sensations and fragments of memory. Like two stained glass windows being shattered and the pieces being used to make a single Kaleidoscope, they dreamed of things that did not make sense.
Decepticon? Autobot? Friend? Foe? Leader? Master? Life? Death. Yes, Death. Death was the clearest of the memories for they both shared a common factor.
"Starscream."
A heavily distorted electronic voice spat out this name as if it was sludge in their mouth. From this single point of unity, they began to make sense of the world. Everything was framed by their hatred of their Murderer, their Betrayer, and their urge to punch him in his ugly face. Their claws scraped against the ceiling of their coffin as they slowly, but surely rebuilt their minds alongside their slowly changing body. Time passed as they linked, discarded, merged, and buried memories until one day. They opened their blue optics wide, illuminating the dark, and one spoke.
"Where are we?"
Their voice had a Texas accent and was boisterous, heated, and a bit cocky. The dark tomb turned purple as the other spoke.
"I do not know, But we cannot get our revenge here."
This one had a Greek Accent and was higher pitched, sharp, cold, and calculating. They reached up with their arms, feeling the top of their prison. The Tomb went blue as the first voice spoke.
"We're Trapped! We gotta burn our way out!"
Purple light
"Don't act so rashly Punch, At such close range we would just harm ourselves."
Blue light.
"I don't hear you having any better ideas Counterpunch!"
Purple light
"Actually, I do. You're the melee specialist so you should punch our way out."
Blue light.
"Now that's a plan I can get behind!" WHAM!
Above ground, there was a faint sound of several impacts and the ground became unsettled as it continued. After about 5 minutes the dirt erupted as a Robotic red arm with purple highlights burst out. Its clawed hand spun like a drill before stopping and it reached down to pull itself up. Their red plating was thick, giving off the impression of a very muscular arm with purple trim on the edges. Soon a second arm matching the first emerged and with a grunt of effort, A red Cybertronian revealed itself.
They were of a stocky build, their red and purple trimmed armor, giant pauldrons, and two large cannons with stubby barrels aimed up between their shoulders bulking them up. On the left side of his broad chest over his heart sat an Autobot emblem on top of a circular silver disk. His redhead was large, almost barrel-like in shape with purple metal plating covering the back and top like a mullet.
His face had a large square jaw and a red bar reached down between his blue eyes like a greek helm. His most prominent feature however was the silver bull horn situated on his forehead like an oni. He looked up at the sun and with both his hands on his hips took a deep breath.
"SNIFF! Ah! Much better! So this is what the outside looks like. Kinda dull with all the rocks around us."
He blinked his blue optics and by the time he opened them a millisecond later they were now purple he looked around and saw an engraving on the wall nearby. He frowned as he walked over and Counterpunch read the inscription.
"Here lies A Vehicon betrayed by his Master, May he and the others killed by Starscream rest in Peace. Overclock. Hmm, So we were buried by this Overclock?"
With a blink, Punch nodded his head. "Yeah, And it's dedicated to everyone that piece of slag Starscream killed! I like her!"
"I do as well as to go through such efforts with no incentive is commendable if a bit wasteful."
Both Punch and Counterpunch had a good impression of Overclock and the name sparked feelings of loyalty and respect though how they knew it was a fembot was left unaddressed.
With Punch in control, he slammed his fist into his palm.
"Okay! Now that we're free, let's go kill Starscream!" He started to run but tripped as Counterpunch briefly took control.
"Not so fast Punch. We have to come up with a plan first."
Punch lifted his face out of the dirt, standing up with annoyance shaping his features. "What plan? We go in, kill Starscream, then escape! It's easy!"
Counterpunch bonked Punch over the head by taking control long enough to swing the right arm then switching back so Punch took the hit, making him shout
"Ow!"
"Did you already forget that Starscream has a warship, three named Decepticons, and an army of Vehicons? Trying to attack him now would amount to suicide and I don't know about you Punch but I don't want to die again."
Punch scratched his chin annoyed.
"Alright then 'Ranged Specialist Counterpunch.' Grace me with your genius once more."
The sheer sarcasm in every word made it quite clear that Punch was not being sincere but Counterpunch knew his other half quite well so he ignored it.
"It's simple, Since we lack resources we just need to take them from Starscream. I was going through the Decepticon chatter while you were digging us out and the Decepticons have made a new policy where any Decepticon on Earth must go to Starscream in person and join the cause and those that don't will be attacked on sight."
Punch interrupted Counterpunch.
"And that helps us how?"
"That means that Starscream will let any Decepticon join if they show up. Do you still have access to the Autobot comm channel?"
Punch got a smile as he finally picked up on what CounterPunch was saying. "Yeah, I still have them though their base's location was lost. Are you planning on spying on the Cons for the Autobots?"
Counterpunch kept the smile as he took control. "Precisely. The enemy of my enemy is my friend as the humans say. And with our….unique nature our ploy won't be discovered.."
At that their body transformed dramatically. Their body elongated, becoming significantly taller and thinner, and the bulky armor slid down in segments to cover their longer body. The torso's plates dropped down to become a greek skirt called a Pteruges. The bulky forearms were reconfigured to thin forearms with large blasters resembling the Vehicon warrior blasters.
The shoulders opened as well to reveal several rocket launchers primed and ready to shoot. Their back cannons collapsed into his backpack before extending again into the air at twice the length and half the width.
As this happened their color scheme inverted so that they were now purple with red highlights and the silver circle on their much smaller chest spun around to reveal the Decepticon Emblem instead.
The last change was to the head which turned 180 degrees with the original face being covered in short metal plates while the horn turned upside down for storage. The purple plates turned red that once covered the back of the head slid up and over the horn to both hide it and act as combed-back hair revealing a silver face with narrow features, a pointed chin, a purple armored forehead, and their most prominent feature. A very long needle nose extended like a radio antenna ending in a shiny silver ball.
Counterpunch looked over his robot mode then tapped his nose. "I didn't think I would have something like your horn."
Punch smiled at this. "Well, it suits you. And since imitation is the highest form of flattery I am VERY flattered."
"I already hate it," Counterpunch grumbled before he said louder. "Punch. Do you agree with my plan? Or do I have to lay it out for you?"
Punch shrugged. "Nah, I agree. You'll join the Cons and gather some juicy secrets then I'll make contact with the Autobots and give them the same secrets to gain their trust." He then perked up and had a wide smile on his face as he clenched his right fist. "I can't wait to see Arcee again!"
Counterpunch frowned and cautioned his other half.
"Punch, I know that one of our progenitors was close to her but just as I am not XL 253 you are not Cliffjumper. Cliffjumper has been dead and buried for months just as XL 253 has been dead for a month. You can't let Arcee know. Let him rest in peace and not cause her pain."
Punch snarled at this and changed their body into their Autobot form. "How can you say that!? We love her!"
"And she is not in love with us! She was in love with Cliff Jumper!" Punch's right eye was blue while Counterpunch's left eye was purple as the two personalities began struggling for control of their twitching body while they fought in their mind.
This battlefield of the mind was in a blank white plane with an infinite night sky above them and the moon as the main source of light. Under the full moon's glow, the two personalities began attacking each other showing their specialties.
Punch tried to get in close, his hands changed into searing hot chainsaws, and fire flooded out of his shoulder canons. Counterpunch for his part remained on the move, trying to keep his distance as he unleashed his cryogenic blasters and rockets.
"I'm going to enjoy melting off your face Counter!" Punch taunted.
"I'll freeze your Stupid Processor solid Punch!" retorted Counter
This was not the first fight they have had and it would not be the last. It was inevitable. The minds in which they were based would have gladly killed each other in life and only their united hatred for Starscream allowed them any common ground. It is why it took an entire month for their minds to stabilize as they kept tearing each other apart in pain and confusion-filled delirium.
During these constant struggles, they lost pieces of themselves until they found that precious common ground and worked together to build each other up.
This of course meant that things were lost forever like the locations of the Autobot base and the many Decepticon mines on the planet.
For an entire hour, Punch's body remained twitching and spasming until at last, the eyes went purple and Counterpunch smugly remarked.
"As I have won We are doing things my way so we will not tell Arcee about our nature. Understood?"
His eyes went blue for a moment and Punch angrily muttered.
"Fine! For now, But one day We'll tell her!"
"Unlikely, now we need to get away from here and get a pickup from the Nemesis."
The body was now in the Counterpunch form and Punch asked.
"Why not call them now?"
Counterpunch rolled his eyes.
"BECAUSE if we brought them to the grave then they would get suspicious!"
"Oh, Right."
"Yeah, I'm right. I usually am."
"I get it! You won, just shut up and do your job! I'm done talking."
"Music to my audio receptors."
Counterpunch would eventually find his way out of the Canyon and after putting considerable distance between his grave he activated his Deception Beacon.
"Nemesis, do you read me?"
A few seconds later a Vehicon answered.
"This is the Nemesis, Identify yourself!"
"I am Counterpunch! I recently awoke from Stasis and I request a ground bridge at my location so I can rejoin the cause!"
There was a moment of hesitation before the Vehicon confirmed.
"Understood, do not move from your location and an armed escort will arrive to bring you here. If you do not comply you will be considered a traitor and killed on sight."
Counterpunch smiled.
"Of course, I have heard from the chatter that All Decepticons must present themselves to Lord Starscream, or else they will be seen as traitors. I will wait for pickup."
This seemed to remove some of the tension from the Vehicon as it said.
"Standby for pickup."
The line went dead and 3 minutes later a Ground Bridge opened before Counterpunch and out stepped 3 Vehicon warriors who all aimed their weapons at him but he remained calm.
"Are you my escort?" He politely asked and the center one nodded.
"Follow us, Commander Starscream is waiting."
Counterpunch felt his other half bristle in anger but he didn't try to take control, to do that would be to ruin any chance of killing their hated foe and for as brash as Punch was, he knew when to wait albeit, with lots of grumbling which Counterpunch ignored.
With a crooked smile on his face, he stepped forward.
"Gladly"
Autobot Base.
Ratchet was, as usual, manning the coms as the other Autobots were either out scouting for Energon while the humans were at school. One of which was in big trouble for getting into a street race with Knockout!
He shook his head as he lamented how no matter what the species, adolescents would always do stupid things to get the girl.
This made him remember a certain teammate who also did that and he forcefully banished the thought from his processor as he had lost plenty of allies during the war, he was just the latest.
But that led to another topic that was in a way, equally counterproductive.
"How on Cybertron can a Sparkling with a ground mode manage to slip away from us?!"
The Autobots had scoured the surrounding area around the ruins for days yet they hadn't found a trace of the wayward Sparkling.
They could only assume that she re-scanned a flight mode but that just made Ratchet angrier!
"To recklessly keep switching vehicle modes is going to put stress on her T Cog! If she isn't careful she'll hurt herself and not be able to transform!"
Though Cybertronians were mostly machines they were also biological in certain ways that certain parts couldn't be replaced which included the T-Cog.
If the T-Cog was damaged or Primus forbid, destroyed then the Cybertronian would be unable to transform, and on Earth that was a death sentence!
Both these trains of thought just cemented in his mind the idiocy of the young.
Fortunately for him, a perfect distraction would come from the very screen he was watching as an alert popped up.
Ratchet's optics narrowed as he read the screen.
"An Autobot transmission?" It looked legitimate but Ratchet was wary as the last time they hailed a signal it allowed a shapeshifting Decepticon into their base!
He decided to report to Prime who was out in the field.
"Optimus, I have an unknown Autobot transmission requesting an audience with you."
Optimus's voice was calm and firm as he responded.
"Open a Ground Bridge and get everyone back to base. We'll talk more there."
In less than 5 minutes all the Autobots were back at base but since it was 1 PM the humans were still in school.
"So why did you call us back Optimus?"
Arcee asked her leader who then looked to Ratchet who explained.
"I have received an unknown Autobot transmission requesting to talk to Optimus. As the last time we accepted a signal we let a spy in, I am hesitant to accept."
Bulkhead scowled as he remembered the incident and he punched his wrecking balls together.
"I say we do it. We won't be tricked twice!"
Arcee shook her head.
"I think we should ignore it. We have enough trouble as it is."
Bumblebee beeped showing that he wanted to answer.
Optimus listened to his team before saying.
"Regardless if it is another trap or not we should at least check first before dismissing them. For on the slight chance that they are indeed a fellow Autobot then we must welcome them with open arms."
He then said to Ratchet.
"Ratchet, patch us through."
Ratchet was reluctant but he did as he was asked and the transmission was accepted.
"Autobot base, Autobot base can you read me?"
The male voice with a Texas accent filled the base and for some reason, it made the Autobots swear they had heard it before.
"This is the Autobot base. I am Optimus Prime. State your identity and purpose."
The voice seemed amused as it replied.
"The name's Punch and my 'purpose' is to help you beat the Cons".
The group glanced at each other before Bulkhead asked a bit confused.
"Uh, isn't that what all Autobots are supposed to do?"
The now-named Punch chuckled.
"It is, that's why I'm trying to get in contact with you guys."
Arcee interjected. "And let me guess. You want us to give you our location?"
To their surprise Punch declined the offer.
"Not really, As much as I would like to see some friendly faces, my situation is a bit delicate and I can help here far more than I could with you guys."
"And where are you exactly?"
Ratchet's question made Punch laugh as he dropped a bomb on them.
"I'm rubbing servos with the Cons on the Nemesis"
"You're on the Nemesis!?"
Ratchet's shout embodied the shock that spread throughout the Autobots and Punch smugly bragged.
"Yep! Been here awhile and not one bot has figured out I'm a spy! Then again, When an idiot like Starscream is in charge anything is possible."
Arcee was doubtful and her words proved it.
"How can we believe you are who you say you are? If you're been there for some time why haven't you contacted us earlier? What if you're a Decepticon trying to trick us?!"
This sounded far too good to be true and Punch seemed to know this.
"Unfortunately, I couldn't do that as that may reveal my identity and if the Cons figure that out then I'm off to the scrap heap. So how about I tell you a secret that the Cons have been hiding for months instead? Then afterward you can decide if I'm trustworthy?"
"What is this Secret?"
Optimus remained composed but what he heard next almost made him lose that treasured composure.
Punch's voice lost all levity.
"Megatron is alive."
"What!?"
"Impossible!"
"Beeeep!"
"Megatron's alive!?"
"How is that possible?"
All the Autobots had different reactions with only Optimus keeping his voice down but it was filled with worry.
"Yeah I know! Sounds crazy right? But it's the truth. Starscream found him floating around in the debris of the Space bridge and is currently on life support. He's why Knockout and Breakdown went to Earth as their medical knowledge is keeping him alive. But there is good news!"
Arcee was very sarcastic in her reply
"And what about Megatron being alive is good news?"
"He's currently in a coma. He's alive but he is In no position to do much else than gathering dust."
There was silence for 30 seconds before Punch cheekily asked.
"How's that for an appetizer? That's just one secret I can get you. Interested?"
"What other secrets can you tell us?"
"Oh I have plenty but I can't tell you yet."
Bulkhead didn't like that answer to his question and voiced it.
"Why not?!"
"Because if you guys suddenly learn too much then the Cons may figure out there's a spy in their midst. And I'll be more helpful if I can inform you of crucial information rather than waste it on information that might help you in the short term instead of the long term."
Before the Autobots could continue the interrogation Punch cut them off.
"I'm running out of time so I'll give you some time to think about it. I'll message you again at midnight in 7 solar cycles. If you accept my message then I'll take it as an agreement and if you don't then I won't message you again. Don't try contacting me in any way! I won't answer as it could get me killed! Punch out."
The line went dead leaving The Autobots with more questions than answers and the knowledge that their greatest enemy still functioned.
POV Overclock. Location Germany
Wow! I knew that Adolf was compensating for something but this is just something else! Between the Gustav, the angry older brother of Thomas the tank engine was a massive railway gun that shot shells bigger than people, and the Landkreuzer, a Tank so big that it was basically a moving fortress he must have been born with the world's cruelest handicap.
As to why I was talking about WW2 german super weapons was simple. I was currently parked outside of the Bundeswehr Military History Museum and both me and Squawktalk were utilizing the museum's own security system and databanks to give us a little private tour after hours. As ya know, we couldn't fit in the actual building. This isn't even the first place we have done this too as we did the same trick in Paris to see the artwork and several other places like theatres.
'Squawk! Mistress! Mistress! The Gustov and Landkreuzer had an affair!'
'Wait what!? What do you mean they had an affair?'
We both had access to the system so we could do stuff independently of each other so I quickly turned my attention to where Squawk was 'looking' and holy Primus he's right!
'A tank that has the Gustov's gun and Landkreuzer's body. And it's named the Monster? They really DID have a child! And it is awesome!'
'Squawk! Need all the Dakka! Squawk!'
'HAH! Indeed, good reference.'
Me and Squawktalk have been enjoying our trips around Europe and since we mostly drove to take in the sights and also gain some insurance. we had plenty of free time so as was my sacred duty as a veteran internet enjoyer I introduced Squawktalk properly to the internet. Or rather. The FUN side of the internet and NO! I don't care how much he likes languages but children's educational shows in foreign languages do not count!
Memes! Video games! Movies! Shows! Everything the 2011 internet could provide was bolstered by my vast collection of pre-rebirth media. Using this precious resource I have in just one month turned my dear parrot into a true 'intellectual'. He didn't even bat an optic at the fact that I had stuff from the future as in his own words.
'As expected of my Mistress! Even time itself kneels before the Clock. Squawk!'
So I was able to share all of my stuff. Well, everything except for the few transformers media I have which I have triple encrypted as I don't think anyone would be ready for THAT can of worms if that got out.
Hmm? What? You want to know what I meant by insurance? I had realized with Squawk that having some leverage would be very helpful and I could only think of one thing that both sides would eagerly accept as a bribe. Energon.
Energon was everything. It's our fuel, our ammo, our very lifeblood. Heck, it's so important that the whole reason why the earth is under attack is because it has Energon! Which is why that while me and Squawk don't need it everybot ELSE does.
So what is a Vehicon miner who has spent their entire life harvesting the stuff to do when they both an Energon Harvester and an Energon Scanner strong enough to detect even the smallest scrap of Energon? C'mon, guess. I'll give ya a minute like Dora does so you can shout your answers at your screens…..That's right! They mine! And boy, is it easy!
All I do is keep my scanner on the maximum while I traveled the continent and whenever I came across even the smallest of Energon Deposits I pull over and slurp it all up and then move on! And the ease of it? It made me almost cry when I first used the Harvester as what normally took several hours and over a dozen Vehicons to mine, refine, transport, and store was done in 20 minutes by just me and it never got heavier than it already was!
Not to say that it can store infinite Energon, no, it can't but it can store about 1000x its volume in refined Energon which is much more dense than unrefined. Remember that chunk I took with me while trying to escape my mine? That would have made at best a quarter of a cube. But Energon is quite potent so that is still a lot of power just not as much as a single regulation-sized cube of Energon.
I figured out the volume limit by tinkering with it and I think I can actually incorporate it into my body but I dare not do it while it is full of Energon as I have no interest in going BOOM! But I don't have any good place to hide the extracted Energon without Every Cybertrionian on earth showing up for some lunch.
And boy, do I have a lot! I think I've hit at least 15 sources of Energon and while 10 of them were nothing to write home about 3 were of decent size but the last 2? Literal Goldmines. Shame, however, that one of them was a Decepticon Mine.
This mine was known as Gx456 and was found in Austria in the remote wilderness. That was quite the scare but I managed to get away safely. I marked the Coordinates so that I knew where it was and who knows, maybe it will be useful as leverage? But the idea of giving up my fellow Vehicons to the Autobots left a very bitter taste in my mouth so it was my last of last resorts. And even IF I told them I would make sure to give a heads-up so that they can escape.
In all honesty, I should of known that the mine was but I don't as at the time I didn't see the point in knowing where the other mines were since I never planned on going to them but after the scare in Austria I now see that was a bad move.
Note to self, see if I can still access the mine Coordinate files without drawing too much attention.
The other mine, however, was untapped and it took an entire day to get that done and now my Energon Harvester is sitting at a hefty 83%! Just 17% more and It'll hit max capacity! So I'll just stop at 95% just in case.
'Squawk! Mistress! Check out the Decepticon chatter! Something big just happened!'
Squawk Talk for the second time in 5 minutes piped up about something of interest but didn't explain what it is making me frustrated.
Why does he enjoy being vague about things!? He can't shut up for a minute but when it comes to telling me things I want to hear he just clams up! What a terrible communications officer I have.
'Fine! But just tell me yourself next time! Especially when it comes to the war!'
'Squawk! But don't you want me to talk less?'
If I was in robot mode I would of given him the stink eye as I pulled up the chatter.
"My Loyal Decepticons." Great, it's Starscream What does he want to brag about now?
"Today is a great day for the Decepticon cause as another of our brothers has returned to the fold."
What? ANOTHER named Decepticon has shown up? Great, just great. The last thing I need is a new named Decepticon taking potshots at me.
"Unlike those traitorous Cretins who stole from me-us! This Decepticon has followed my orders to the letter and hailed us the moment he woke from Stasis and sworn his eternal loyalty to me."
Even worse, this one is apparently a bootlicker Can this get any worse?
"Now, my new soldier shall introduce himself and swear his loyalty once more so all will know his devotion to our cause!"
A cultured male voice with a hint of a greek accent then replaced Starscream's.
"Salutations my Decepticon Brothers and Sisters. My name is Counterpunch and I am a long-range combat specialist who after so long frozen in Stasis has returned to serve our glorious cause once more! And To prove my loyalty I shall swear allegiance to Lord Starscream! I swear on my spark that I shall freeze the sparks of my lord's foes and bury them in the cold ground! ALL HAIL LORD STARSCREAM!"
"And I, the illustrious Lord Starscream humbly accept your undying-"
I didn't bother listening to Starscream's Egotistical monologue any further as I cursed myself.
Me and my big mouth! I talk about not wanting another Con shooting at me and as if to spite me the new Con is a long ranged specialist! A boot licking long ranged specialist who would probably have no problem blasting my massive bumper out of the sky!
I downloaded the entire museum database and a few days worth of footage so we could enjoy the tour when were safe then retracted my tendrils from the back wall and drove as fast as I could to somewhere private where I could fly off from without any humans seeing me all while I panicked over the private channel to my only ally.
'This is bad! This is Really REALLY Bad! We need to cut our World Tour short and find a place to hide!'
'Squawk! Why Mistress? Weren't we going to visit Big Ben next? I wanna see the loudest clock in the world!'
'We can't! With a long-range specialist all it will take is a single Vehicon scout finding us and calling for Starscream's new lapdog and we'll be blasted out of the sky!
'Squawk! What about your Vehicle mode? Can't we just keep traveling as we have and not go into the sky at all?'
I used my claw to hit him over the handle making him squawk in protest as I educated my stupid bird!
'Because you dodo head! It doesn't matter if we are on land or in the air! We can be sniped either way and remember Austria? Remember Greece? Twice in just a month, we have stumbled across both Autobots and Decepticons! Who's to say that we won't stumble upon them again!? So we are going to the place where I have NEVER stumbled across them. America!'
And if I'm going to be stuck on the ground I wanna be in the good ol USA!
Squawk tried to argue against this.
'Squawk! But didn't you find me in America? And wasn't your Mine there?'
Bonk!
'Squawk! Why did you hit me again?'
'Hey! Who is the boss here!? I said we are going to America and that's it!'
I NEED to be in America. I just have to.
'...as you wish mistress'
We soon reached the launch point and I blasted off, back to the states. Once we arrive I'll power down and I can figure out where we can hide. Ugh, I feel tired. I need to power down. I just have to.
At an Unknown location at an unknown time.
"Where am I? Isn't this my mental space? Why can't I move? And why does this feel worryingly familiar?"
My hand glowing blue pulled up a map of America and.
"Oh, no, please no. not this again!"
I remember now! This is just like when I was given the Coordinates to Squawktalk! Which means that this will guide me to ANOTHER reason for the two sides to hunt me down!
I don't want another Maguffin! The one I already have is enough of a headache! I Wouldn't survive two! Wake up Overclock! Wake up! Before.
The blue hand pointed towards Bryce Canyon in the American midwest where half the remains of a Decepticon transport lay embedded in a plateau.
"Within the ruins of the Harbringer, 5 fallen stars await Salvation. Go there, Find them, protect them, guide them, save them. And you will find your Safehaven."
5 fallen Stars!? Does that means there are 5 Maguffins? Screw that!
"NO! I'm Not doing this again! Get someone else to do it! I'll be fine on my own! So leave me alone! Who even ARE YOU!?"
Blast, any second now I'll wake up and those stupid coordinates will be seared into my memory banks just like last time! Oh, I hate this so much!
"My name is Prowl."
"Huh. Did, Did you just answer me?"
The next second I found myself back in my vehicle mode parked in a dump on the east coast, with a new set of Coordinates and more questions than I like. But the most important of them is.
"This is gonna be a constant thing isn't it?"
+ Author's Note +
Hello all and happy 2023! Here ya go! A new chapter just like I promised. And poor, poor Overclock. All she wants to do is live a quiet life but that wouldn't be that fun now wouldn't it? I hopefully will be able to post another chapter next week but my entire family got sick which is why I am posting so late.
I have a few things to clarify as I want to make sure people aren't too confused about some things.
First, Transformer names are tricky with some of them being 2 words like 'Knock Out' and others one word like 'Breakdown.' So as I write don't worry about which of the two ways I write their names as it doesn't really matter in the end. You know who they are.
And Second, It takes some time for me to get back into using the correct Cybertrionian terminology and while Overclock gets a pass as she was once human the others should use the correct terms so I'll be working on that.
As always please review as I love to hear what you guys think. Hopefully, I can get another chapter out next Sunday so try to tune in again next week for Transformers Vehicon!
