Alhpa Trion whistled to himself as he push a cart of datapad through the library that nigth uncertain of what would happen next.
Laugher echo throught the room sending a chill down Ahlpa Trion's spine. 'Ratchet must had finish something impossible again' he thougth as remembered the Ratchet's office wasn't very far from here and his voice tends to travel when exicted.
This time, instead of laugher it was a low chuckle. "I asure you Alhpa Trion, that I am no Ratchet."
"Who's there ? Show yourself!" He cammonded as he draw his sword.
"Aww,you've forgotten all about me? I'm hurt. I remember you though." said the voice as it came in veiw.
Alhpa Trion felt his spark sink as he a Huge showdow appeared with bright purple optics. Fimilar Brigth Purple Optics. "U-Uincron?"
"Haha, I see you remember and now, it is time to met your creater."
"No."
"Say farewell to the world of the living dear friend."
Screams of Alhpa trion filled the library as the shadow attacked him before he fell to the ground. That was when everything went black.
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"Trion. Alhpa Trion, sir."
Alhpa Trion graoned as he came to. "Where, where am I?"
"The med bay sir. Are you alrigth? When I found you in a pool of enerygon unconscious. Ratchet said it was due to a spark attack."
Ahlpa Trion groaned as he shock his helm. "I'm alright." He said as he got up and head for the door. "Tell Ratchet thst I'm going back to work." The younger bot noddded as the elder left.
As the youngling was certain the elder was gone she smiled. "Is that okay unlce Unicron?"