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Five kids lost in the Emerald Forest after escaping capture, now struggle to survive. Can anybody help these kids in need of a home? Only one...
When I woke up, several days had apparently passed after the Fall of Beacon, I woke up in a cell with my brothers, other than Grimlock, but not Team RWBY. I felt some sort of pain in my chest when the thought of mom's arm being cut off enters my memory.
Snarl POV
I woke up and looked around until I found Swoop and woke him up, when he did wake up he was scared because Mom wasn't here, and to be honest, so was I. The cell we're in with the others is black with shards of red. I look and see Sludge stirring, I help him and he asks.
Sludge: Where Mommy?
Snarl: Not here, I know that much.
Swoop: Where are we?
Snarl: I don't know.
????: You're home now.
Snarl: *growls* Who's there?!
A little girl appears from the shadows about a year younger than Swoop, she is dirty but the boys can tell she has blonde hair and blue eyes.
Snarl: Who are you?
Slash: My name is Slash, and you guys are the original Dinobots.
Sludge: Dinobots?
Slash: That's the project we were kidnapped for. What's wrong with him? *indicates Slag*
Slag: I don't want to talk about it.
Swoop: Who's the kid in the back?
????: *grunts*
Slash: Slam can't speak, but he's another Dinobot like us.
Swoop: Hello, Slam.
Slam: *waves and grunts*
Sludge: Where Mommy?
Slash: What's a mommy?
*alarm blares*
Swoop: *scared* What's that?!
Slash: Training.
Snarl: Training for what?
Slash: To be Salem's weapons against humanity. Come on, the eggheads don't like to be kept waiting.
3rd Person POV
The boys follow Slash and Slam through the opening cage door, Slash and Slam transform into metallic versions of their Dino forms. The boys are somewhat in shock and awe about what they see, a voice is then heard over an intercom.
????: Training begins, now. Fight!
Slash and Slam suddenly, go at it with Slam trying to hit Slash but Slash avoids every strike but can't hurt his armor. The boys stand there looking confused at each other.
????: What are you waiting for? Fight.
Swoop: Each other?
Snarl: You're kidding, right?
????: This is how training is done. Transform and fight.
Sludge: Sludge no fight brothers! *sits and pouts*
Slag: *angered* He's got a point, we only fight over cookies.
????: We shall see... Insecticons, teach these, children, who's in charge around here.
Suddenly, another door opens up and two robots that look like stag beetles the size of elephants fly into the arena-
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