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Cliffjumper 1st P.O.V
"I always wanted to go to New York."
I glanced down at the femme in my arms, who smiled at me before stepping away to prepare for her mission. Primus, she's really a gem. Shadowstalker, the femme who had captured my spark and occasionally gave me spark attacks, was growing increasingly more active in the field. Which means the more I worried for her and her safety. And my piece of mind. Those were in no particular order.
"Be careful." I warned before placing a quick kiss to her helm.
"Always am." Shadow promised.
As I watched her go through the bridge with Arcee, Bumblebee, Jack, and Miko, I felt the usual protectiveness set in. I knew she could handle herself now, but what kind of mech friend would I be if I didn't worry about my femme? Jazz came up beside me and I looked down at him.
"Don't worry about her." He seemed to read my thoughts perfectly. "She's capable of defending herself now."
"I know." I sighed. "I honestly think I'm more worried about her emotional state of mind rather than her being okay in the field. You know, with the whole Pandimala drama."
Jazz's visor visibly darkened at the mention of the traitor. "Ya got a strong femme on ya hands Cliff. She's good. And even if she isn't, she's got you to catch ha if she falls."
"That she does." The mere thought of her brought a smile to my lips. I then noticed Ratchet getting increasingly frustrated with whatever Optimus was telling him. "Time to make sure Doc doesn't blow a fuse."
As I walked over to the two, I managed to catch part of the conversation. "You can't be serious?! Wheeljack is insubordinate, a ruffian!" Oh, so that's why Doc was riled up.
"Wheeljack is a highly capable warrior. You would be wise to welcome the temporary alliance." Optimus didn't leave room for discussion.
I guess I could help Ratchet out just this once. He is definitely letting me off the hook for my next check up for this. "Boss Bot, is it okay if I go with? Two warriors is better than one, you know."
"Surprisingly, I'd much rather deal with you than Wheeljack today." Ratchet grumbled.
"I do not see the problem with you accompanying, Cliffjumper." Optimus nodded. "All help is vital right now."
"We won't let you down." I grinned. "Fire up the bridge doc!"
"Don't call me that!" Ratchet snapped as he opened the ground bridge to Wheeljack's location. This was going to be fun.
Ratchet and I walked through the bridge. I allowed my mind to briefly wonder towards Shadow again. I imagined her face lighting up when she saw the big city. She'd probably gaze around in awe before focusing on the task at hand. I also knew that she was probably worrying about me because of this whole timeline scrap she always worried she'd mess up. I frowned. She was probably worrying about it ten times more without Pandimala here. I'll have to give 'Mala a few dents the next time we meet in battle for the pain she's putting my femme through.
I reluctantly brought myself back to present when we stepped out of the other side of the ground bridge. Wheeljack stood against the side of the JackHammer tossing a grenade up and down. I didn't know him personally like Bulkhead, but extra help was always nice. He noticed us walking towards him and he smirked.
"The Boss thought you needed more backup, huh?" He asked, noticing me besides Ratchet.
"If you must know, Optimus feels strongly that you require supervision." Ratchet pointed a finger at Wheeljack. I chuckled since that's not even close to what Optimus said.
"And I'm just here to make sure he doesn't blow a fuse." I shrugged.
"Well then, I'll be on my best behavior Doc." Wheeljack's smirk grew even larger. Shadow would probably helm slap me for taking pleasure in this, but this was beyond funny.
"Please don't call me Doc!" Ratchet sighed in exasperation.
"Whatever you say," Wheeljack paused for effect. "Sunshine."
I snorted in an attempt to hold back my laughter as Ratchet scowled. Wheeljack turned to me as we began walking into his ship. "So, Cliffjumper is it? I thought for sure you'd be with your femme. You two hardly ever part ways."
"The set of coordinates she was sent to track required a bit of stealth." I answered the former Wrecker sheepishly. "That's really not my strength, hence why I'm here."
"Well then," Wheeljack started as he spread his arms out. "Welcome aboard the JackHammer. Tread lightly, I just did some repairs to this thing."
"This is going to be an interesting trip." I thought in amusement as I sat behind Ratchet and Wheeljack. Their personalities clashed in so many different ways. I'd have a lot to tell Shadow when we returned to base, that's for sure.
Wheeljack punched the bottom that started the JackHammer and I watched as he manned the controls. He pulled the steering controls back and soon we were flying. I let my mind drift back to Shadow as we sat in silence. She's the first femme I've ever had feelings for. Not to mention feelings this strong. Despite what 'Bots may think when they take notice of my talkative personality, I never really tried to court a femme. Yet within a few short months, Shadowstalker had me wrapped around her fingers. I couldn't help but chuckle at the irony of it all.
Surprisingly, Pandimala came to mind. Something didn't sit right with me about her betrayal. I was still fragged off about her causing Shadow pain, but the thing I couldn't wrap my processor around was why she did what she did. When Shadowstalker was Shayla Knight and I was her guardian, she mentioned to me a few times that 'Mala, then Daniella Val, had always been more of a Decepticon fan but she understood why they couldn't win the war. Nothing made sense about this whole situation and when this relic business was over, I was determined to figure out what was wrong.
"So," Wheeljack broke the silence. "All of Team Prime is busy chasing down these four Iacon relics?"
"The four which are currently in play." Ratchet clarified.
"There's more?" Wheeljack's optics widened in shock.
"Megatron maintains possession of the entire Iacon database." Ratchet said grimly. "We have yet to learn how many more relics or Decepticon weapons of mass destruction it contains."
"No worries Doc." Wheeljack grinned. "I've got your back."
I barely held my laughter back as Ratchet snapped, "My name is not Doc! And I do not require anyone watching my back. I proved my metal during the war for Cybertron!"
"Sure you did Ratch." I smirked.
Before Ratchet could form a retort, Wheeljack suddenly grew serious and stated, "Lucky you're along the ride champ." A beeping drew my attention to the monitor and my optics widened. Scrap. Wheeljack finished, "Because we've got a bogey on our tail."
He pulled up a live video feed and dread filled me. I knew Megatron wanted the relics in capable hands, but Primus he couldn't have sent Knockout? Dreadwing? Anyone other than ..
"Soundwave." Ratchet growled.
"Megatron's communications chief?" Wheeljack asked in surprise.
"He must be tracking the relic too." I guessed before grunting as the ship rocked in the air. Soundwave must have fired at us.
"You guys might want to hold on to something." Wheeljack advised before pulling back the steering controls.
I yelped as I almost slid to the back of the ship but I quickly grabbed on to the nearest wall. I almost threw up my morning energon as we performed what looked like a loop-de-loop.
"Are you TRYING to send us to the scrapyard?!" Ratchet yelled angrily.
Wheeljack didn't respond as he managed to fly the ship to where we were behind Soundwave. He opened fire on the 'Con and I watched as he expertly weaved the JackHammer through the air. Soundwave kept dodging everything and I scowled. This was not what we needed right now.
Apparently Soundwave was fed up too because he decided to dispatch Laserbeak.
"Oh scrap." I groaned in dismay.
"What's that?" Wheeljack asked, never taking his eyes off Soundwave.
"Soundwave's surveillance drone, Laserbeak." Ratchet answered.
Wheeljack was forced to go on the defensive as he dodged Laserbeak's blaster shots. Soundwave took this as the opportunity to try and get away. I scrambled to the front of the ship and yelled, "He's leaving!"
"Wheeljack, maintain pursuit! Soundwave is merely using Laserbeak as a distraction!" Ratchet commanded.
Of course, this is Wheeljack we're talking about. The ex-Wrecker merely smirked and said, "I welcome a good distraction." I never thought I'd meet a mech more cocky and trigger happy than I was, but there's a first time for everything.
"Here we go again." I grumbled as I held on to the nearest wall as Wheeljack flipped the ship again.
"The hunter becomes the hunted." Wheeljack opened fire once more but this time the target was Laserbeak.
"This is no time to be hot dogging!" Ratchet snapped.
Any other time, I'd be up for a good battle with the 'Cons. However, I knew that the more relics we allowed Megatron to get his claws on, the more the odds were stacked in his favor. I liked a good challenge with the odds against me, but not these type of odds! Iacon relics were powerful from what I've heard and I really, really liked being alive and well.
"He's gone." I noticed as I looked at the live feed. "Now time to catch up to 'Wave before he gets his skinny fingers on - WOAH!"
Wheeljack quickly changed directions to begin following Laserbeak once more. We lost him in the clouds pretty quickly. My optics widened considerably when the clouds cleared to reveal a cliff wall. Ratchet screamed like a little girl and I let out every swear word I knew as Wheeljack quickly flew up, clipping the rock along the way.
"Ratch, I'm never letting you live that down." I sighed as I recovered from our close call.
"Frag you Cliffjumper!" Ratchet swore.
"Language Doc." Wheeljack couldn't help but remark as he once again opened fire on Laserbeak.
I just want to say that we did come here for the relic, right?
"What are you doing?" Ratchet asked incredulously at the sight of Wheeljack's antics.
I looked up and nearly screamed when I saw we were heading right towards Laserbeak. I was going to have spark damage. I'm absolutely sure of it and as much as I loved cuddling Shadow, she was probably going to have to cuddle me when this was all over. Wheeljack flew right over Laserbeak before making a sharp right and opening fire one last time. I jumped up and cheered, forgetting the fact we were in the air, when Laserbeak was finally shot down.
"Choke on that 'Con." Wheeljack grinned in triumph.
"You..you did it." Ratchet blinked in shock.
"Now," I rubbed my servos together. "Time to hunt down Sound - OH COME ON!"
Laserbeak had fired two blaster shots while falling to the ground and, unfortunately, they both hit the JackHammer. Different alarms started sounding as we hurdled towards the Earth at high speed with Wheeljack desperately trying to regain control of the ship.
"Hold on to something! We're coming in hard." Wheeljack grunted as he pulled back on the controls.
I screamed with no shame at all when we finally made contact with the ground. I grunted as we were all jolted around before the JackHammer finally came to a stop. The doors opened and we all shakily walked out. Ratchet and I stood beside each other while Wheeljack inspected his ship. Ratchet looked like he was ready to burst a fuse.
"Right thrusters fried." Wheeljack complained.
"if you had pursued Soundwave like I instructed," Ratchet started with a scowl etched into his faceplate.
"His little birdie would still be pecking at our tail pipe." Wheeljack cut him off with a retort.
"Well, we need to resume our search for the relic immediately." Ratchet said urgently. "Soundwave may have already reached it!"
"The JackHammer's not going anywhere. If you wanna catch that 'Con, we need to roll." Wheeljack started to walk forward only to notice something in the distance.
"Make up your mind! Are we walking or are we driving?" Ratchet asked, exasperated.
I caught sight of what Wheeljack had noticed and narrowed my optics. Wheeljack drew his swords and I walked behind him carefully. Ratchet, figuring out something was wrong, followed. What did we find? A sparking, injured Laserbeak who had definitely seen better days.
"Wheeljack, Cliffjumper, keep your distance." Ratchet warned. "Laserbeak is the eyes and ears of Soundwave."
"Ratch, I don't think he's much of a threat to us right now." I shook my helm as Wheeljack flipped the drone over with his sword.
"Not anymore it isn't. Cliff here is right." Wheeljack agreed.
Ratchet raised an optic ridge before pulling out his medical scanner. He did a quick scan of Laserbeak while I watched the minibot cautiously. "Operating system appear functional but offline. However, the crash clearly damaged it's optic and audio receptors."
"So much for being the eyes and ears." I remarked. I had the urge to poke Laserbeak but I knew Ratchet would smack my servo away before I could get close enough. Bummer.
"Guess someone's gonna need a new snitch." Wheeljack looked on with satisfaction.
"A minor victory and not the one we're here to achieve." Ratchet reminded us. Again. He started to walk away.
"Lighten up just a bit Ratchet." I laughed. I merely received a glare in return.
"Hold up a minute Doc." Wheeljack called out. Ratchet scowled at the nickname but Wheeljack continued, "Situation's ripe for an old Wrecker trick."
"I'm not sure I follow." Ratchet turned around reluctantly to hear him out.
"Sooner or later, Soundwave's going to come looking for his pet." Wheeljack explained as he held up a grenade. "We let them reunite and return to base packing a live grenade. The first time 'Wave reaches inside, he trips the pin, and kaboom."
It was like a light bulb went off in Ratchet's head. He smiled and asked, "Why plant a mere incendiary device when we could plant a more devastating bomb?" The doc walked back to Laserbeak and deployed his scalpel. "A virus engineered to pass from Laserbeak to Soundwave." He opened up Laserbeak. "Then, directly into the Decepticon warship's mainframe where it would transmit the contents of the entire Iacon database to us."
"Sounds complicated." Wheeljack raised an optic ridge. "Thought we were in a hurry?"
"I'm with Ratch' on this one." I spoke up. "Boss Bot would agree that risking the loss of one relic to get our hands on the rest of them is a worthwhile gamble."
Wheeljack stared at me before turning back to Ratchet. "You really have the chops to pull off that kind of programming?"
"Not alone." Ratchet shook his helm with a small smile. "I will require backup."
"Who's on base right now that could possibly..." I trailed off when realization hit. "Raf."
Ratchet nodded before opening his com-link. "Rafael, we have a situation."
"The kid?" Wheeljack whispered to me in disbelief.
"Don't be fooled." I replied. "Raf's a kid genius."
"We're planning to install a virus in Laserbeak that will then pass from Soundwave to the Decepticon mainframe. It would grant us access to the Iacon database." Ratchet explained to the kid. "If you can write a source code for the virus, my scanner will translate it to Cybertronian script as it uploads."
"I can do it." Raf said determinedly. "But if we want to keep the virus hidden from the 'Cons, we'll need a decoy. You know, like a second virus."
"Or something less complicated." Ratchet glanced at the grenade attached to Wheeljack's hip.
"A decoy as in we want 'em to find it but it doesn't blow?" Wheeljack tilted his helm.
"Correct." Ratchet nodded.
Wheeljack sighed. "Seems like a waste of a perfectly good grenade." He tossed it over to Ratchet anyway who took the explosive out and placed it in Laserbeak.
"Wait a minute. A grenade inside of Laserbeak inside of Soundwave? Like a turducken!" Raf exclaimed.
"A what?" I blinked.
"It's a turkey stuffed in a duck stuffed in a ... you know what, nevermind." Raf sighed.
"Cliff, with me." Wheeljack started to walk away.
"And where will you two be going?" Ratchet narrowed his optics.
"To buy you some time." Wheeljack responded.
"And who knows? Maybe we'll get the relic after all." I smirked.
Wheeljack and I transformed before driving off towards the relic coordinates. Once again, my mind drifted towards Shadow. I imagined her down in the subway tunnels kicking Decepticon aft. My spark swelled with pride at the image. I certainly hoped that's what was happening at least.
"Just bond with her already. You've been in la la land every free moment you've had today and the mushy look you've had just screams you're thinking about your femme." Wheeljack's voice tore me from my thoughts.
"We've haven't been together that long Wheeljack." I snorted as I avoided driving into a tree. "Besides, we're in the middle of a war. Sparkbonds are tricky."
"But that's the goal though? Right?" Wheeljack couldn't help but ask. "I haven't seen a pair like you two since the good ol' days on Cybertron. It's rare."
I thought about it. A life where I was bonded to Shadow after we won this war, assuming she wanted that too of course. If I wasn't in my vehicle form, I would have smiled. "Yeah. It's the goal. For now, we've got to end the 'Cons."
"Let's start out with 'Wave here. Up we go!" Wheeljack yelled as he drove up a cliff and transformed mid-air.
I quickly followed suit. I deployed my blasters and let off a few shots at Soundwave who dodged them. I landed behind him while Wheeljack took the front. I noticed the relic off to the side and said, "Say 'Wave. I think you dropped something."
Soundwave looked in the direction of the relic and saw that he had indeed dropped it. He glanced between Wheeljack and I before deploying his weapon of choice and his tentacles. Wheeljack drew his swords and deployed his mouth guard. He remarked, "This should be fun."
This fun Mexican stand off we had going on lasted for another minute before Wheeljack charged at Soundwave first. I winced as Soundwave quickly gained the upper hand. I couldn't let Wheeljack have all the fun, or get seriously injured, so I joined the fight.
"I should really find a melee weapon besides my fist." I grunted as I dodged one of 'Wave's tentacles.
"You think?!" Wheeljack shot back as he swung his sword at Soundwave, slightly scratching his face mask. Soundwave turned his sights on him.
Oh boy. We made him mad.
I yelped as I was grabbed by said tentacle and thrown to the edge of the cliff. I quickly skidded to a stop before I could go over the edge. I groaned. I'd never seen Soundwave fight up close and personal, but he was trying to give Megatron a run for his money. I hissed in pain when Soundwave attached his tentacle to me again and flipped me on my back. Another one quickly tried to drill into my spark, but I grabbed it before it could. Two things were motivating me right now. For one thing, I didn't want to die.
Also, Shadow would never forgive me if I didn't come back to her.
I gave a battle cry as I slammed the drilling tentacle into the one holding me captive and forced Soundwave to release me. As I stood up, Wheeljack ran up to Soundwave and headbutted him. Soundwave stumbled back and I couldn't help but gulp when I saw his visor crack. While I was glad Wheeljack landed a hit, I knew Soundwave was definitely about to try and send us to the Well.
"There I go again shattering expectations." Wheeljack taunted.
I decided not to give Soundwave enough time to get royally fragged off at that comment and I started shooting at him with my blaster. Thankfully, he hadn't recovered yet and I was able to get him to the edge of the cliff. I grunted as I tackled him down the ground below.
"Going down!" Wheeljack shouted as he jumped after me.
"Seriously?!" I couldn't help but yell as we both landed on our feet.
"You've gotta live in the thrill of the battle." Wheeljack nudged me as we both approached Soundwave who was eyeing the relic. The ex-wrecker powered up his blaster and held Soundwave at gunpoint. "Any last words?"
I gave him a deadpan look and Soundwave merely stared. Wheeljack blinked before saying, "Oh right. The silent type."
My gut told me that we took him down too easily. I noticed too late that Soundwave had other plans for us. I looked in his visor and saw his tentacle behind us holding the relic. I opened my mouth to say something, but I was too slow. Soundwave activated the relic.
Pain. Indescribable pain is what I felt next.
"ARGHH!" My audio receptors gave off the sensation of trying to tap dance with Megatron. It was unbearable. Wheeljack wasn't fairing any better.
We both collapsed on the ground as Soundwave finally cut off the dreaded relic, or rather the Decepticon weapon of mass destruction. Something that caused this much pain couldn't be an Iacon relic. Warnings flashed across my optics as if I didn't feel the pain myself. I decided to just shut them. Carefully, I opened them again.
I wish I hadn't.
Soundwave stood above us with the weapon attached to his arm. He aimed at us. I saw it firing up. Unfortunately, both Wheeljack and I were down for the count.
"Shadow, I'm so sorry." I thought as my spark constricted painfully at the thought of her having to hear about my passing from Ratchet whenever he found us.
I waited for 'Wave to finish us off. Two shots was all it would take. I closed my optics tight as I waited. Next thing I know, I heard a clang instead of a shot and my optics snapped open in shock as I realized I was still alive. I turned my head to the side as I looked to see who saved us. My jaw dropped.
"Doc's gonna have a field day with this." Wheeljack joked painfully from his place beside me.
Two Cybertronians, one silver and one gold, stood before us. The silver one was facing off against Soundwave as the gold one secured the weapon on to his own wrist. The two 'Bots looked identical and this fact is how I identified them. These guys were the infamous Autobot frontliners, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker. One of the rare pairs of split spark twins that were born from the Well.
Sunstreaker skated over to us on two pair of wheels that seemed to be attached to his pedes. "About time we ran into some more 'Bots on this rock."
I moaned in pain as he helped me sit up against a nearby rock. "How long have you two been here?"
"I'd say a few solar cycles." Sunstreaker grunted as he moved on to helping Wheeljack sit up. "We crashed here and our ship went up in flames. Communications arrays were down, just a whole load of scrap I tell ya. Now wait here while I make sure my idiot brother doesn't kill himself."
"SUNNY, GET YOUR AFT OVER HERE!"
The golden twin swore under his breath and skated over to his brother who had just been knocked back by Soundwave. Sunstreaker didn't waste any time in aiming the weapon at Soundwave, had stopped trying to attack at the sight of it. Sideswipes stood up and smirked as if he hadn't just hit the ground. "Any last words before we send your faceless frame back to ol' Megsy?"
Soundwave suddenly whipped his helm in another direction. My spark sank as I realized he was looking in the direction we'd left Ratchet. 'Wave suddenly jumped up and transformed before flying off, either forgetting about the weapon or deciding that Laserbeak was more important.
"Doc," Wheeljack wheezed as he opened his com-link. "I'm sorry."
"Wheeljack? Cliffjumper? Where are you two?!" Ratchet exclaimed in panic.
"I'd say you've got about two minutes." Wheeljack didn't bother to answer the medic's questions, trying to get his warning out before he passed out again.
A roaring was heard in the background. A jet engine. "Or less."
Wheeljack groaned as he laid back against the rock. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker skated back over to us and put their wheels back in their pedes. Sideswipe bent down and asked, "So what are your designations mechs?"
"Cliffjumper." I said before weakly pointing at Wheeljack. "And that's Wheeljack."
Warnings started flashing across my optics again and I knew I was about to go in to temporary stasis. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker started yelling at us in alarm but we were lost to them.
"Hatchet? Old man, it's been too long!"
"Primus, not you two. Nevermind that, where are...Scrap! Wheeljack, Cliffjumper!"
"Just resting our optics." Wheeljack and I chorused as we slowly opened our optics.
"And our audio receptors." I groaned as I held my helm.
"The resonance blaster." Ratchet explained as he pointed to said device on Sunstreaker's wrist. "It's capable of creating sonic waves that produce immense pain."
"You don't say." I remarked sarcastically as I rose to my pedes.
"Think it's time for you four to head back, don't you think?" Wheeljack asked.
"Four? You need medical attention!" Ratchet glared at the ex-wrecker.
"I'm fine." Wheeljack shrugged carelessly.
Ratchet opened his mouth to argue, but he simply sighed and relented. The three of us transformed. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker didn't have vehicle modes yet so they skated behind us as we led the way back to the JackHammer. Turns out we hadn't traveled that far from it. I transformed as the ship came in to view and landed on my pedes.
"Rafael, send the ground bridge." Ratchet requested. He then turned on Wheeljack. "I still say you need proper medical treatment."
"The only thing I need is hole sealant." Wheeljack retorted. "Trust me, the JackHammer is in more need of repair than I am."
The ground bridge opened behind us. I knew the chances of Shadow being back were slim, but I was itching to get back all the same. Ratchet and I led the way for Sideswipe and Sunstreaker, who stared at the bridge warily.
"See you around." Wheeljack called out. "Ratchet. You too lover boy."
Ratchet smiled while I simply chuckled. The term held some truth. As we stepped in to base, I frowned when I realized Shadow was still in New York. I then noticed a whole bunch of script flashing across the monitors. Wait...
"Ratchet, come here!" Raf called out excitedly. He glanced at the twins briefly but he probably decided introductions could come later.
Ratchet walked over to the kid and caught sight of the monitor. "The Iacon database?!"
"It's downloading into our mainframe." Raf confirmed with a grin.
"You two actually did it." I shook my helm in amazement. "This is just the edge we need!"
"Rafael, you are a genius!" Ratchet exclaimed proudly, causing Raf to grin from ear to ear.
I smiled at the sight. Raf really cared about Ratchet and Doc cared about him more than he let on at times. The kid was really good for him, despite Raf actually being Bumblebee's charge.
"I think Bulkhead's ready to come in." Fowler spoke up from his place by the monitors.
Raf nodded before going back to the ground bridge controls. He opened the bridge once more and informed, "Bulkhead is coming through, Fowler."
"I can't wait to share the news!" Ratchet grinned.
"Guess we'll be meeting the rest of the team soon." Sunstreaker glanced at his brother who grinned in excitement.
The excitement was short lived when Bulkhead limped through the ground bridge. I quickly rushed forward to help him. Ratchet went into full medic mode and immediately started turning on various medical equipment as I sat him in the med-bay. Bulkhead noticed Sideswipe and Sunstreaker but groaned in pain instead of actually getting the words out to speak to them.
"Scrap, what happened out there Bulk?" I frowned as I stepped back.
"Tox-En." Bulkhead rasped weakly. "An insecticon named Hardshell. 'Mala decided to show her face again after betraying us. And you guys won't believe who the 'Cons just gained in their ranks."
"Megatron's making quick use of the advantage of having a triple changer in his ranks, I see." Ratchet scowled as he began working on Bulk.
I sighed as Bulkhead explained what happened on his mission. The mention of 'Mala caused anger to course through my systems for a moment. Can't we win in all aspects? For once? Probably not, but I knew when Optimus returned I had to be ready for whatever happened next in our game plan. For all of our sakes, not just mine.
And that is the end of another successful chapter! Next chapter is Toxicity with Pandimala and I'm sure Dragon will not have you guys waiting as long as I have. *grins sheepishly* You guys are in for a treat next chapter, especially in regards to Bulk.
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