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Transformers: Before We Were Warriors Ch 3Transformers: Before We Were Warriors
(Chromia and Moonracer)
Chromia had been surprised to say the least when Optimus had called her to his office and she found him with a small cyan armored femme sparkling in his arms.
When she asked where he had gotten the little one Optimus had explained that when he had gone to see his mentor Alpha Trion the ancient bot had discovered the sparkling had somehow gotten into his hidden lab. The old bot had given her to Optimus, 'though he had been sadden to see her go mentioning something about reminding him of a green armored femme he once knew,' but he knew it was best for Optimus to take her back to the Autobots.
After Optimus finished his story Chromia gave him a knowing smirk, "I guess I wasn't called here just to meet the new kid."
"Nothing get's by you Chromia," Optimus chuckled. "But yes, because you've been suspended from active duty for the foreseeable future. . ."
"Which I'm still ticked about," the blue femme growled. "Starscrea
Je Suis MaladeJe Suis Malade
Being a leader made me forget what love felt like, what dreams were for, and what a simple smile meant.
I had to stand out tall, my words must be wise, my tears got dried, and my spark still aches from all the emptiness inside.
I’m sick from all the battle cries, from this painful life, from the dried blood stains on my hands.
They can't see through me. They can't read me. They can't tell that I'm sick, that I'm tired, that I'm dying, that I’m breaking.
The silence becomes louder and louder every second. In the darkness, I'm left alone with my despair. I alway feel like I'm surrounded by barricades.
I cannot run. I cannot hide. I cannot cry. I can only fight. I don’t know when I might die.
There are no words from my spark. There are no smiles I can give. The silence ke
Shoulder to Shoulder We Stand - Broken WingsShoulder to Shoulder We Stand - Broken Wings
[Optimus Prime, Rodimus Prime, and Sapphirius]
Another day had passed, and the Autobots still couldn’t find their blue teammate. Saphhirius’ life signal still hasn’t popped back online, and Rodimus was getting more worried by every second; fearing the worst. The ‘Cons are brutal when it comes to torturing others. The orange and red mech let out a sigh of frustration as he began to type once again in hopes that he would find her this time; he was wrong. He still couldn’t find her. He can’t locate her. “Sapphirius, where are you?” He sighed once again. “Where are you?” A feeling deep inside him bothered him. He wouldn't ever see her again; he feared.
* * *
I heard a faint voice calling my name; a voice from afar.
[Knockout x Akirah]
Chapter 1 - The Scent of Ashes
Silence. The loudest lullaby to the Autobots' audio receptors was silence as they all played the waiting game. They were waiting for the femme to wake up from her coma. Everything that had happened to the femme was crystal clear on their processor. They can remember clearly how everything happened.
* * *
The base was unusually quiet when an energy signal beeped, distracting everyone. Ratchet, before he informed everyone in the base, typed to make sure everything is correct not a glitch. "It's a Cybertronian life signal, and a weak one too."
"Is it an Autobot or Decepticon?" Arcee asked.
"I can't tell." Ratchet replied.
"We must get there before the Decepticons do." Optimus waited for Ratchet to type in the coordinates of the loca
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