Summery: Cybertron is split. In the Southern Hemisphere of Cybertron, the Decepticons whom are ruled by Megatron have control. They own slaves, who are treated as animals. The Autobots are in the North, and they believe in equality. It is ruled that if slaves are able to escape the Decepticons and head to the north, the 'Cons can't go and get them back. But, the slaves have to cross through neutral territory, some of whom would gladly bring them back. But many of them will help smuggle the slaves north.

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"Soundwave" "Barricade" "Shockwave"

P6-921 stared up at the ceiling, having been awake for almost an... hour or so now? He had no idea, he hadn't kept an optic on the time. None of the others were up, they weren't needed for a while yet. He sighed, turning onto his side and looking at Hydrostorm. The other mechling was recharging and seemed to be relaxed, but P6-921 knew better. He could see the slight tenseness in Hydrostorm's frame, and knew it was because of him... Well, being here. Hydrostorm was a free not, but here he was, in a slave cabin... P6-921 sighed, rollinhg onto his back and staring at the ceiling again. He got lost in his thoughts for a moment before he sat up up quickly. He had never given this idea any thought before, but...

"Hydrostorm..." He shook the other mechling, making him blink awake.

"H-Huh? I-Is it time t-to go?" Hydrostorm asked.

"No." Silverstripe answered.

"Then let me get some more... rest..." Hydrostirm mumbled.

"I can't. You don't belong here."

"H-Huh?" Hydrostorm looked at him, blinking tiredness from his optics.

"You don't belong here. You belong back with your family." Silverstripe stated.

"So? I don't think there is anything we can do about it..." Hydrostorm slowly sat up.

"I can't believe I'm saying this... But there is... We can escape."

"Escape? And we?" Hydrostorm looked at him in shock.

"I know of the way vaguely from stories I heard from other slaves."

"Alright... You can lead the way.." Hydrostorm says, making the other mechling nod.

"But not now. It would be better to do it later, it'll be safer." Silverstripe started thoughtfully.

"Do you really want to leave?" Hydrostorm asked him.

"I... I... Yes..." He looked at Hydrostorm. "I want to see... What a family looks like..."

"Okay..." Hydrostorm says, brightening a little when Silverstripe said that. "So... What do we do?"

Silverstripe shiftes closer to Hydrostorm, lowering his voice. "We're going to..."

Silverstripe lay awake, waiting for the other slaves to settle down for the night. Hydroatorm had already fallen into recharge, but that was fine. He was going to be woken up in a short time anyway. Silverstripe stared at the ceiling, not daring to close his optics in case he fell into recharge... That wouldn't be good.

When Silverstripe was sure everybot else was settled and recharging, he woke Hydrostoem. "It's time."

Hydrostorm nodded and both mechlings stood before making their way to the door. Silverstripe opened the door slightly, peeking out to make sure it was safe before slipping out, Hydrostorm right behind him. In front of them was a wide open space to the fence surrounding the property, decorated here and there with huge decorations.

"Ready?" Silverstripe asked him.

"Yep." Hydrostorm replied. The two took off running toward the nearest decoration. They made it without incident and hid behind it for a quick rest. They kept repeating their movements until they came to the last decoration closest to the fence. Their way to freedom was now through a wide, open area.

"We're almost there.." Silverstripe says, then looks at Hydrostorm. "Ready to run?"

Hydrostorm nodded, his optics shining in excitement.

With that, the two took off running again,toward the fence that barred their way to freedom.