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It had been a few mega-cycles since Optimus was repaired, and only one mega-cycle since he had fully recovered. He trained under Alpha Trion right after his recovery, quickly being taught the skills that his mentor knew. He didn't know why he had to participate in the special training, but never asked, as he trusted his mentor's judgement.
Now, the two walked down a hallway within Autobot Outpost Theta, the red and blue Cybertronian behind the metallic blue one. He had his battlemask in place over his intake, though he didn't have to. His mentor led him around the outpost, taking him to where he needed to go. He suddenly stopped, Optimus almost bumping into him. He looked back at his student, sending him an encouraging smile. The smaller Cybertronian looked up at the slightly taller Cybertronian and smiled back, even though his mentor couldn't see it. They both turned back to look at the door they had stopped in front of, the sign next to it indicating that it was Zeta Prime's office.
"Do you remember what we discussed?" The Prime asked his student, glancing back at him.
"Uhm, I'm drawing a blank at the moment." Optimus said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.
Alpha Trion chuckled, "You will introduce yourself to Zeta Prime, and he will show you around the outpost. I will be here for a little while longer if you need me."
The red and blue Cybertronian nodded in understanding. The Prime patted his student's shoulder-pad, then turned and walked away. Optimus watched him leave, then turned his attention to the door. He stood there awkwardly for a moment, took a deep breath, and lifted a servo. Just as he was about to knock, the door slid open, startling him. He looked at the entrance for a moment, then walked inside. Optimus walked through the short hall, which opened into an open room. The office was pretty bare, containing only a desk, a rack of datapads in the far left corner, and the walls decorated with paintings. The wall behind the desk was a window, looking out at the barren city-state, Iacon. At the desk was a dark blue Cybertronian with gold and red stripes and teal optics, looking at a datapad with his pedes kicked up onto the desk. Optimus knocked on the wall to alert the Autobot, which prompted them to look up and smile at him.
"Hello." He said, lowering his pedes onto the ground and setting the datapad down, "Optimus, right? Alpha Trion spoke of you."
The red and blue Cybertronian nodded as he padded closer, his confidence rising.
"Yeah." He said, "I'm assuming you're Zeta Prime."
"Your assumption is correct. You can call me Zeta, though." The Prime said, standing and extending a servo.
Optimus raised an arm, grasping the Autobot leader's servo. They shook servos, then let go.
"I'll comm a 'Bot to show you around. HQ's pretty big." The dark blue Autobot said.
Optimus simply nodded. The Prime lifted two digits to his comm, speaking into it.
"I need an available Autobot to my office as an escort, ASAP." He said, "Autobot to respond, sound off."
There was silence for a while. The Autobot leader nodded, then lowered his servo, looking at the new Autobot.
"Knockout will be the one to escort you. He's a red Velocitronian with red optics." Zeta explained.
"Okay, I'll look out for him, then. Thank you." Optimus said.
The Prime smiled and nodded at the thanks. He walked around his desk, leading Optimus out of his office, and then walking down the hallway. Only a few astro-cycles passed until rushed pedesteps made their way down the hall. The red and blue Autobot looked, seeing a red Autobot with a strange frame speed-walking towards him. His digits were clawed (he wondered if that was even allowed), and his optics were the same color as his finish. The Autobot stopped next to the newbie, sighing and dusting off his chesplate briefly. He looked up at Optimus, and spoke, sounding bored.
"I assume you're the new guy I need to escort?" He asked.
Optimus nodded, "Yes. My name's Optimus, by the way."
He extended his arm to shake the other's. The cherry-red Autobot (Knockout, he guessed) stared at his servo, and then reluctantly grasped it, shaking it firmly.
"Knockout." He said, proving the red and blue Autobot correct, "I'll show you around the common areas."
They let go, and the Veloctronian turned on his heel and started back down the hall he came from. Optimus followed close behind.
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Transformers: New Generation -- Pt 1
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