Transformers Prime: Maximal Revolution

Chapter 12

Destiny was in too much pain to worry about Optimus carrying her bridal style into the base. "Put her here!" She heard Ratchet command. Optimus set her on the exam table and the medic quickly shooed him away. Ratchet looked over her damaged wing, luckily it wasn't life threatening but wings could be sensitive, especially beastformers wings. "This is Megatron's work isn't it?" Ratchet didn't really need an answer, he recognized the Decepticon leader's mark.

Optimus nodded and stayed out of the medics way but the other Predacons surged forward before he could stop them. They all started talking at once.

"Step back all of you and give me some room for Primus sake!" Ratchet snapped as they tried to move closer. Luckily they had a sense of self perversion. . . well almost all of them. Light Flare refused to move from her leader's side, thought she was smart enough not to stand in his way. Either way the medic was in a very sour mood. "If you're going to stand there make yourself useful and hand me that Cross-clamp," he snapped, only to then he rolled his optics.

She most likely didn't know what he was talking about. When the Autobot's had been giving the beastformers quick lessons about Cybertron he had tried to give them a basic of Cybertroian first aid. . . they hadn't seemed to interested. But the medic was surprised when she quickly grabbed the right tool, maybe someone had been paying attention he thought. Ratchet gave a few more orders to test her which Light Flare followed through quickly, she was quick and efficient and listened to him. Hmm, maybe it was time to take on an apprentice.

Meanwhile Optimus who hadn't gone far but stayed out of Ratchet's way was approached by Arcee and Ultra Magnus, out of the corner of his optic Optimus noticed Chibi was staying close to Magnus. "Sir," Ultra begun, "What happened?"

"While exploring the remains of Jasper we ran into Megatron," Optimus answered simply.

Arcee tensed up, "What could he have possibly wanted there?"

Knowing Destiny was in good hands Optimus turned to them, "He was gathering materials for something."

"He's up to something," Arcee snapped.

"When's he not?" Wheeljack who was eavesdropping spoke up.

"Any idea what it was for?" Magnus asked his commander.

"I'm not sure," Optimus admitted, "But it would explain why they have been quiet lately."

"What should we do about it?" Bulkhead asked.

"For now all we can do is wait."

Destiny was finally in the clear. Her wing was still sore but she could move it, though only a little without pain lacing through it. "No flying till the pain goes away," Ratchet said sternly. "No strain or you could do more damaged." He knew how flyers could be, they didn't like being ground bound for long. How Starscream had survived was beyond the medic.

"But your sure I'll be able to fly again?" Destiny said it with so much veiled fear the question caught the medic off guard.

Luckily for him another answered for him. "Ratchet is one of the best medics I've known," placing a hand on the Alicorn's shoulder guard Optimus smiled reassuringly at her, "You'll be in the skies in no time."

Destiny smiled softly at him, "I need to thank you both." She gave a nod at Ratchet but her gaze was mainly on Optimus, "You saved me again."

"If I remember correctly you also saved me," Optimus replied with a soft smile of his own. Arcee and Ratchet shared a look before the medic gave a light cough, 'something he picked up from the humans.' Optimus gently squeeze Destiny's shoulder guard before removing his hand and taking a step back as the other beastformers gathered around their leader much to Ratchet's annoyance.

Now was the part Destiny dreaded, "I've had time to think and now we need to decided. . . Do we leave or stay."

"Isn't it obvious," Skydart spoke up, "We leave."

"Well I like it here," Swift Claw declared.

The look he gave the catformer had her take a step back but Kitsune moved so the two were glaring at each other. "No one asked your opinion," she growled.

"Enough!" Destiny snapped, "I won't force anyone to stay but think, would being on our own really be best?" There was a uncomfortable silence. "Let's finally settle this."

"How?" Skydart demanded.

"A vote."

Everyone stared at her surprised. "A vote?" Trickster asked.

"As I said I won't force anyone to stay but I truly feel that staying with them is for the best."

Everyone glanced around. Kitsune gave a shrug, "They don't seem that bad even if some of them are beyond annoying." She shot a look at Wheeljack who returned the look with a grin and wink.

"Now," Destiny got their attention, "we will vote, who wants to stay with the Autobots?" She raised her hand. She was quickly followed by Swift Claw, Trickster and Chibi. Kitsune hesitated for a moment before she raised hers.

Skydart crossed his arms and refused to look at them till he noticed a red and gold arm raised out of the corner of his optic. He whirled around and gazed at the femme with a look of shock, "LIGHT FLARE?!"

"Look Skydart," the colorful femme said in a gently voice, "I know you think were okay on our own but I have to agree with them. We need help." The Pegasus mech ground his denta together in frustration and turned away. A gently servo turned his face and Skydart found himself looking into Light Flare's gentle green optics. She gave him a smile and Skydart sighed as his shoulder guards slumped in defeat, he gave a nod to the others.

Destiny smiled, at least one thing was finally settled.

"Looks like they're here to stay," Ratchet said as he and the Prime watched the scene unfold.

"Indeed old friend," Optimus answered never taking his optics off the beastformers.

Ratchet glanced at him, "I must say you work fast."

"Excuse me?" Optimus turned to him confused.

Ratchet wanted to face-palm, Optimus was world weary and a very intelligent mech, but in some ways Ratchet felt he was as dense as Bumblebee and Smokescreen. He groaned his lot-in-life to play the father figure, "You and Destin-"

Both were saved when Ultra Magnus approached them, "I'm sorry to interrupt but we have a problem."

"What?" The medic asked.

"It's the energon stores, as you know their still low. Even with what we gathered. . . from Shockwave's lab their still not enough with the new recruits."

"You can't dig up more?" All three mechs turned to Destiny who had approached them.

"We can dig it up. . . if we can find it," Ratchet answered.

A strange look came to Destiny's face like she had just remembered something, the look passed and she focused on them, "I was wondering about something?"

"Yes?" Optimus asked.

"Megatron, is he sick?"

"What do you mean?" Ratchet asked.

"Megatron, his energon it smelt. . . wrong." The three stared at her for a long moment before Optimus realized what she meant. Dark energon.

"You can smell it?" Ratchet asked in surprise before Optimus could.

"Can't you?" Destiny asked confused.

"I fear our senses aren't as good as a Predacons," Magnus spoke up.

Ratchet moved forward so fast he almost collided with the taller femme. "Could you find more?" He asked eagerly.

"I suppose. . . if there's enough we could find it," Destiny answered slightly stunned. "We have before."

So that was what you were doing, Optimus remembered the energon crystal Destiny had been digging up when the Autobots had first found her.

Before more could be said June and the kids entered the hanger. "Were back," Raf called.

"And do we got a surprise for you," Miko said holding up some DVD's.