Rise | Transformers Prime fanfic

Chapter 145

Amal had the tightest grip of her life around Megatron as they walked out of the room they were in toward the front of the hospital. A part of her knew everything around her was real and that it wasn't going anywhere, but the other part of her just felt this dread of everything being ripped away again when it was just now perfect.

Megatron didn't mind one bit, his own arms tightly wrapped around the young girl, finally feeling calm and happy after years of being imprisoned to Unicron.

Amal turned her head when they walked through the last set of doors and heard faint voices ahead of them. She lit up when she saw all the familiar faces of the Cybertronian holoforms and the human faces.

Amal set her feet down, unlatching herself from the former Warlord, who almost protested the action himself. "Do not hurt yourself, Amalgamous. I don't want to be hunted down by Ratchet for allowing you to." Amal grinned up at her best friend.

"I'm always careful Megs."

"After your streak of dying, I do not know about that statement."

Amal turned and excitedly hugged the one eyed holoform in front of her. "Shocks, I didn't know you were capable of making jokes." The Decepticon engineer pulled away and flashed a faint smile. "I believe it is a slight special occasion for new things." Shockwave said and Amal couldn't believe the scientist was portraying his emotions so well.

Soundwave approached next to her brother, the smallest smile on her face with her blue eyes lit up. Amal looked surprised. "Sounds...you have eyes?" Amal said in disbelief and the TIC rolled them, making the blonde haired girl wonder how many times she did that under her mask and sunglasses.

"I hid my face, not my eyesight."

"YOU CAN TALK?" Amal exclaimed and a chuckle came from all the Decepticons. "Shockwave told me she couldn't." Amal said with a angry and confused huff. Megatron patted her head.

"We told you that so you would never question it again."

"That's cheap and rude." Amal huffed and another familiar chuckle came from behind Soundwave. "It's the only way to get you to shut up." Amal lit up and hugged her favorite seeker quickly.

"Hi babes." She said happily and the SIC hugged her back tight. "Amalgamous, you truly are our hero."

"Hey, not just the Decepticons."

Amal pulled away and looked past the seeker, smiling wide when she saw the familiar Autobot holoforms and quickly went to hug them. The Wreckers all engulfed her in one giant hug, making her wheeze in pain.

"Guys, I love you but I can't breath!"

"Hey, hey! Ratchet doesn't know she's here, don't make the damage any worse when he finds her!" Breakdown exclaimed and the Wreckers immediately let her go. "Hell no, i'm not fucking with Ratchet's patient. He'll scrap my paint off." Seaspray said with his servos raised.

Amal grinned and turned as a blue and pinked haired girl approached with a pinked haired one and a mint green haired one behind her. "Whoa, they weren't joking when they said y'all looked alike." Amal said and Arcee chuckled.

"I guess I should've mentioned the triplet thing earlier."

"Yea. It was kinda rude." Elita butted in and Chromia rolled her eyes along with Arcee. The femme placed a hand on Amal's shoulder. "Thank you, Amalgamous. You have the a greater debt in my life then anybody that has helped me in this war."

Amal smiled softly. "Anything for a friend, Arcee." The two wheelers all gave a small smile before Amal was latched onto from behind.

"OH AMALGAMOUS! MY HERO! TRULY MY HERO!"

Amal frowned when she didn't recognize the voice as she was let go of. She turned and her eyes widened.

"Bee?"

"Isn't it great? That explosion from the well knocked everybody onto their asses, and all of you guys in the well got knocked out! I stood up and hallelujah I had my pipes back!" Bumblebee exclaimed excitedly. Amal was grinning widely with her arms still latched onto Bumblebee's.

"That's amazing Bee." She frowned after closing her mouth for a moment. "Wait, what do you mean by 'the explosion'?" She asked and the Scout frowned. "After Unicron took a nosedive into the well, it erupted and everybody floating there, and you, got knocked out."

"But why?"

"Because it is part of the ritual."

Amal looked past Bumblebee and the biggest smile appeared on her face. "Optimus." She said quietly as the Prime's holoform approached them.

"Ritual? Like a cult?" Breakdown asked and the Prime thought for a moment. "Take it more as a ceremony." Optimus corrected himself before Amal engulfed him in a hug once he was close enough.

The Autobot leader didn't hesitate to hug her back, being extra careful while holding her tiny frame. "Amalgamous, I can not ever thank you enough for what you have done." The blonde haired girl smiled.

"This hug will do fine."

"Many, many more hugs can be asked for."

Amal chuckled as she pulled away, still holding the Autobot leader's forearms. "You and Ratchet are gonna regret that offer." Optimus smiled, ruffling her hair slightly. "I promise, we won't." He said.

Amal's smiled faded to a frown as she suddenly remembered what he said. "Ceremony?" She questioned. Optimus nodded.

"What you saw happening on Cybertron, in the well...was the ceremony to appoint a Prime...well, Prime's to be exact."