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Optimus POV

Seeing Galvatron before them, it created an anger that Optimus wouldn't be able to describe, even if he tried. The man made Transformer stood before them, looking at the Autobots with a look close to disgust. Optimus felt his hands clench into fists - it almost felt like Galvatron was scrutinizing them.

"Here we are again, Prime," Galvatron hissed, his optics narrowing.

The humans had designed Galvatron to look almost humanlike in appearance, which Optimus found to be strange. But that was the least of his worries. The hardest problem him and his Autobots would have to face would be killing Galvatron. The other prototypes were easier to take down - they were controlled by the humans, and the humans didn't know the Autobots' fighting skills at all. Even after the prototypes had been taken under Galvatron's command, the prototypes had been even easier, in a sense, to take down. They put up a fight, but they were able to take them down.

"Yes." Optimus's optics flared the brightest blue.

Galvatron's facial plates turned up into a sneer, his optics brightening in color as well.

"You honestly think you can kill me?" Galvatron snarled. "You couldn't do it the first time, Prime! What makes you think you can do it now?"

Optimus felt anger surge in him, but before he had a chance to respond to Galvatron's taunting, Crosshairs put a hand on his shoulder. Optimus tried to calm down the burning anger in his Spark, the anger boiling in his Energon.

Desirée POV

I kept my hands over my swelling stomach. A feeling of nausea had been sweeping over me, growing more intense, causing me a lot of discomfort. Drift had been keeping a close eye on me, helping the Yeagers with Saoirse and Eden when he could, and making sure to keep an eye on the property - pretty much making sure that the Yeager residence remained safe.

There were a few times I had thrown up, and I would go between feeling a bit overheated to feeling a bit chilly. It was really uncomfortable.

"You're still suffering from the infection," Drift had said, looking at me.

I shook my head. I wanted to believe that I had gotten over the infection - maybe a little bit of it remained, just small traces taking too long to leave my body - but I didn't want to believe I was still suffering from it.

"It's probably just the baby," I had muttered.

It felt like the baby was growing faster, way more developed in the early stages of the pregnancy than Saoirse and Eden were. That frightened me, I didn't want the baby to grow too fast. What if something happened?

Optimus and the others were still on their mission, and I only assumed they were - hopefully - dealing with Galvatron and getting close to coming back to Texas. I didn't want them to be gone too much longer.

I could tell Drift and the others were getting worried, and I didn't want them to get worried. And while they were getting worried over my health, I found myself worrying about Abby and the others, still living in their apartments with their significant other fighting a powerful man made Transformer.

They'll be just fine, I thought dryly. I know they can handle themselves. Blossom was a soldier before, she's strong and dependable. I know she can protect herself and Musa. Abby's pretty strong, too. She can handle her own, protecting Athena and Alec! I shouldn't be overthinking everything! Optimus and everyone else can take care of themselves.

I felt the baby move under my hands. While I had never experienced a natural human-with-human pregnancy, I knew it was a bit early for the baby to be moving. I wasn't too far into my pregnancy, and I knew Cybertronian babies developed faster than human babies, but I was still worried about how there was movement so early on. It wasn't anything like the baby kicking - it just felt like the baby was trying to find a comfortable position.

A little bit of wiggling.

"You haven't thrown up at all, have you?" Shane stood in the doorway, his arms crossed over his chest. The Irishman looked at me worriedly.

"Not for a while," I responded hoarsely. The times I did throw up left my throat feeling raw and burning. "How're the girls? Are they OK?"

"They're both fine. They've been asking to see you lately. Cade told them you're not feeling well."

I gave Shane my best smile. "I'm never too sick for my girls," I said. "Saoirse and Eden can come here whenever they like. I haven't been spending enough time with them."

"It's not your fault." Shane frowned. "You're in a vulnerable position, it can't be helped."

Grimacing for a moment, at the movement of the baby, I gave a sigh.

"Honestly, Optimus and I agreed to have no more children after Eden," I said with a pout. "All three of them were surprises, and all three of them caused a lot of pain on my part."

Shane didn't say anything, I caught the worried look on his face.

"After this baby, I'm having a long talk with Optimus," I murmured, shaking my head. "I'm done having children. Two was kind of pushing it, three is crossing the line."

Shane and I shared a glance. I tried for my best smile, trying not to look as miserable as I felt.

Optimus POV

The fighting had started when Galvatron lunged at the Prime, almost tackling him to the ground. The Autobots' guns and swords and other weapons were immediately fired and thrown and exploded.

Optimus had his sword, the one he'd proudly taken from Lockdown's ship, clashing with Galvatron's weapons as they fought. The Autobots tried taking distracting Galvatron, laying hits on him so that Optimus could find an opening and end it. But, because of whatever the humans did with the Transformium, the melted bodies of the other Transformers they'd killed, made Galvatron's metal stable, in a sense, but made it impossible for any hits to be successfully landed.

The Autobots tried to be careful in not hitting Optimus, but Galvatron kept erupting into those little cubes and coming back together somewhere else.

After figuring out Galvatron's skills, the Autobots came to the conclusion that they shouldn't waste their ammunition on something that wasn't going to work, though that would be a little difficult for Hound, where most of is weaponry involved guns.

When Galvatron settled in his newer spot, after avoiding some missiles that came from Bumblebee, the man made Transformer scowled at Optimus, ignoring the others. The two stood there for a moment.

Optimus tried figuring out what he could do to land a fatal blow on Galvatron; but he wasn't sure how that could work. Any attacks that were thrown the Galvatron's way, he'd evade it easily. The area around them was surrounded with smoke and debris from the attacks they made.

The Prime felt his Spark rattle with anger and frustration.

Fighting Galvatron would certain be harder than he'd hoped.

QUICKY A/N:

SORRY IT'S TAKEN SO LONG TO UPDATE, I'VE BEEN REALLY BUSY. BUT I HOPE THIS UPDATE'S BEEN REALLY GOOD, AND JUST LEAVE A HELPFUL REVIEW ON WHAT I CAN CHANGE IF THERE IS ANYTHING I CAN CHANGE.

AND YOU GUYS KNOW I DON'T OWN ANYTHING IN THE TRANSFORMERS MOVIEVERSE, AND YOU GUYS KNOW I DON'T OWN THE FOUR OC'S (WHO SHOULD HAVE A BIT OF A ROLE IN THOSE LITTLE MOMENTS I ADD DESIRÉE'S POV WHILE THE MEMPHIS FIGHTING IS HAPPENING).

I'M SORRY IF YOU THINK THE MEMPHIS ARC IS BORING, I'M TRYING TO MAKE IT AS ACTION PACKED AS I CAN! WHAT DO YOU GUYS THINK SHOULD HAPPEN DURING THE MEMPHIS ARC? SINCE THE NEXT TRANSFORMERS MOVIE WON'T BE OUT FOR A LONG TIME, I WOULD ASSUME GALVATRON WOULD HAVE SOMEWHAT OF A ROLE IN THE NEW ONE. SO, HOW SHOULD THE FIGHT BETWEEN GALVATRON AND THE AUTOBOTS BE LIKE?

BEFORE I FINISH MY RAMBLINGS, I WILL NOT BE ABLE TO UPDATE AT ALL NEXT THURSDAY. MY SCHOOL'S BAND IS GOING TO CALIFORNIA FOR A DISNEYLAND TRIP (RECORDING DISNEY MUSIC, DOING A MASS BAND PERFORMANCE WITH ANY OTHER HIGH SCHOOL BANDS WHO ARE THERE, ETC.). I PROBABLY WON'T BE BACK UNTIL SUNDAY OR MONDAY OF THE FOLLOWING WEEK.

MY RAMBLINGS ARE DONE. I'M SORRY FOR MAKING THIS SO LONG, I KNOW THEY'RE PROBABLY BORING TO READ, I'M SORRY!

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~SMITHY