Fate's Secret (A TFP Story)

Primal Fears

He was followed shortly after by a somewhat less mauled Starstreak and last a Though dripping whit fresh Energon Predacon, holding not even the lightest scratch or dent.

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Bucket and Ratchet were both scowling while getting ready to defrost themselves, not wanting there armour to armour to start cracking apart.

The rest just watched as the Energon covered beast climbed up a wall and onto the ceiling, using her tail to hang of a support beam upside down like a bat. She tugged her pedes and other limbs closer frame as she completely fraped her large, and one could say feathery wings around it, in a comfortable manner.

Everybot except Ratchet, Optimus and Starstreak  Meraly shrugged the strange the behaviour off to the new prime just being exhausted, as they got back to what they were previously doing, not expecting there to be a reason for the smaller primes action. 

Ratches on the one servo was very tempted to trow a wrench at the seemingly sleeping predacon, servo raised while holding the wrench, in a trowing position.

Starstreak however was to busy keeping the upset medic from getting killed for attempted Murder on fate herself, struggling to hold his arm back while attempting to snatch the wrench out of his iron grip.

Optimus meanwhile keep an close optic on the cold sparked Prime, noticing how her optics were lidded half way as her optics stayed online. Clearly this was more then her taking a quick recharge while staying out of reach, and he was well aware of that fact, yet there was still one question  lingering in the back of his prossesor. 

'Why is she doing so?'

As that thought lingered he observed as the ancient Primes helm seems to tilt twords the Elevator as he heard a single foreign thought enter his one prossesor. Seemingly stemming from the Matrix Itself.

'Somebody is coming'

The Thought startled Optimus as he keep an unmoving facade on the outside.

He noticed the Predacon's wings wrap around her further, Like a curtain over a stage, ending the latest performance to start the next.

Suddenly the loud proximity Alarm Sounded, announcing the arrival of Agent Fowler.

Everybot starred at the elevator door as it open to show The Man himself, a light scowl on his Face yet he stayed calm.

"Prime" He nodded in greetings before taking a look around, his eyes landing and narrow on Starstreak who starred  right back as she was still wrestling whit the old Field-medic For the wrench.

The atmosphere between thouse two was so thick You would need the Starsaber to cut it, as they had been locked into a very heated Starring Contest by there own stubbornness.

"Was is Starscream walking freely around your base, Prime" Agent Fowler seethed, unaware of the second prime in the room.

"It would appear that that is in fact not Starscream, Agent Fowler. Its Actually-" Optimus started before Getting cut of unexpectedly.

"Ya better  PRAY ya don't hurt this seeker Human, for i have no Issues Harming your kind after what they've done!" Fate Stated  in the language of beasts. Being well aware they would not understand the words, but Hopefully at least the message behind the sounds.

Agent Fowler Starred at Fate, Growing surprisingly pale in the Face whit his hand shaking and his Heart racing so fast, he felt it might burst out of him.

As he stared into her bright blue and purple eye he swallowed, his gaze locked onto the metal beast hanging by her tail, nothing but Raw power in her optics.

The Government Agent knew it would a fight he'd never returned from if he even stopped a single foot to close in the wrong direction.

Just looking into her optics sent a Primal sort of Fear coursing through his veins and deep into his bones.

Nobot dared to even attempt helping the mortified Man, leaving him to just stand there as was stared down by the Predacon.

Agent Fowler remembered facing off against a similar Threat, a beast, however that was a beast made of cracked stone, hunting Purely by the sounds surrounding it, whit no sence of smell or sight.

He remembered the sound of the stone scraping and cracking as the statue wandered and twisted its way around the base, allmost like its been there long before. Pouncing on any who dared to stay out as the light was vanquished  by the dark, and the residents of the base went to recharge for the night.

He only Knew one bot who had managed to stay awake and working with out being in danger. Ratchet had stood there every night afterall.

Agent Fowler remembered that night he came in whitout knowing of the beast, though it had vanished a fair bit ago, leaving no trace.

It was the only other time he had felt this strong primal fear rise in his body, only that then the effect seemed to have been, weakened by some unknown force.

"OH STOP THAT FROSTY, YOU KNOW VERY WELL YOUR NOT SUPPOSED TO KEEP STARRING AT BOTS OR HUMANS THAT WAY" Came the annoyed yells from Starstreak as she had finally managed to snatch the wrench away from the old Medic.

Forgetting about the over 299 other wrenches he still has in store, of they were to misbehave.

"Ya should be glad i choose ta warn em, ya remember the last time a forgot ta do so, That was a fun day ... Until there was only a giant iceberg that is, thouse poor unfortunate soul~"  Fate huffed as she gave a playful glare, seemingly not bothered by whatever happend in the past.

Starstreak scowled as she held the stollen wrench tighter in her grip, once again trowing it at her sister when remembering the small town that was now only known as a large mountain in the Arctic, whit little memory's of its previous existence.

Starstreak had quite a few nightmare shortly after, though Fate at least made sure they weren't there for long. Thouse leaving the young Techno-organic to Wonder how Fate got this Dark to begin with.

But nobody was around long enough to see what she Did.