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Well Scrap, Aren't We A Lucky Fool?

"H-Haha..." Anna's mouth went dry as she stared at the legendary weapon, words unable to form in her mind.

"By the Allspark..." Optimus breathed out, limping closer to the femme. "That's the Star Saber...?" his statement turned into a questioning one at the end, uncertain of this strange phenomenon happening now.

"I-If I say t-this was a p-prop, w-would you guys b-believe me...?" Anna gulped, slowly examining the weapon. "I remembered it was broken when I left it in my bag..." she mused, earning another wave of shocked reacts from Team Prime.

"WHAT!?"

"Well, I uh...my team, they like to break stuffs. This was in fact, broken. I'm in charge of repairing and prop making." She sighed, dropping the sword on the floor gently before pulling out the rest of her belongings.

One by one, bona fide Cybertronian tools piled by her left as the writer chewed her inner cheeks, annoyed that she couldn't find the damn visor.

'Blame Liege Maximo for that.'

"Huh?" Anna blinked up, mind not catching up with the strange voice's hint. Shrugging, she gave the team a sheepish smile.

"So...you guys wanna have a go at these?" she asked, motioning to the weaponries.

"Is that...my arm blades?" Arcee pointed at the odd one sticking out from the pile.

"Oh yeah. I think the Arcee in my realm went too harsh when she- never mind. You'll find out soon enough." Anna waved her hands, not wanting to spoil their future.

"These are oddly...light?" she said, puzzled. "Weird."

'Things are going downhill starting...now.'

"WHAT-" Anna felt her body glowing and heating up. This strange case was visible to everyone and nobody knew what was going on?

"ANNA-"

"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!"

Bright, blinding light surrounded the base before the girl disappeared, the tools following the femme human, leaving Optimus's team in a daze.

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"HOLY FRAG-SHE'S GONE!!"

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"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH-OOOOF!!"

Anna fell flat onto her bag, cushioning her fall; thank Primus for that. Dusting herself, the recuperating lady looked around, confused with the sudden change of scenery.

"Hey uh, weird ass voices? NOW is a really perfect time to tell me WHERE THE FUCK AM I!?" She screamed, hugging her belongings closely.

...No reply.

"HELLLOOOO!?" Anna dragged her words. Mindlessly walking around the cave, the writer soon found herself in deep waters as she witnessed the great warlord, Megatron himself trapped.

Instead of the scene where she distinctly remembered Jack would come drilling in, the femme was placed INSIDE of the cavern, allowing ample room for her to gaze upon the gladiator but not enough for said mech to attack her, not without risking more boulders collapsing on him.

Despite all odds, the furious mech DID NOT take notice of her presence, mind still clouded in anger with a certain seeker.

"This is weird..." Anna whispered under her breath, hiding behind a large boulder. "I thought I was in the 'Scrapheap' episode. This is like ten series or more after that!" she winced in pain, gripping her chest tightly.