The Secret History of Cybertron

Ch.6 Part 2

Queenie stands at her control panel as Vector hums and sparks as it creates another group of autobots. The quinteson have received the key that has gone missing. Her tentical loop together tightly that pain flare that the metal will bend if flex any tighter. Inhaling an action, she picks up from Goldfire. As an exhale of air travel out from her; helping relaxing her body. She will need to investigate with Whitenoise help. She will also need to talk to Goldfire. Later though, not now.

"Queenie!" as a quienteson shouts from the second control panel.

Her face whirl to wrath. As it sneers at them.

"Take our newest autobots away." They sneer back with their face on wrath.

"Why don't you!"

Their face change to wisdom "They are new autobots and you know more about their mechanics than us."

It is true from her constant presences on the medical floor made her the best on making sure that the new autobots are not glitched or malfunctioning as is the case for every ten-thousand that a group at random will not behave according to instructions or would not move correctly. In a way Queenie like to believe that it is the way Vector is fighting back. And it is helping her with her own personal plan. To not be so limited in her form. She has to be quick as she needs to be there at the arena for the free fight that Goldfire will be subjected too.

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Goldfire carefully select weapons to be attached to their amour though there is no long-range weapon. Starscream and Whitenoise are in attendances. They barely had a chance to speak to Queenie and Queenie appear occupied with something.

Starscream click their tongue. As they watch Goldfire hide a sixth knife in their leg. "Are you sure you want that many. It may impair your movement. Goldfire bright optics dim and dead stare him. Starscream frowns more.

"Goldfire won't be restricted in movement." Whitenoise proclaim.

Starscream sneers "One can easily over balances with a slight gram on one side."

Goldfire sighs as his shoulders slump back. "I am not a flyer Starscream. Weight does not impair me and same with transformation. In fact, my amour holds less than what I am use too." And not missing a beat "I miss my assault machine guns."

The wings on shiver as his shoulder climb up. Red optics wide and his mouth drop open. As Cliffjumper has taken to laughing uncontrollably.

"Automatic assault machine guns?" Whitenoise question.

And not even a spark beat Goldfire words that are pure lies slide off as easy as water on a freshly polish frame.

"When my master would send me into the wilds and I have to gather material for them. Only time that I had freedom."

Whitenoise pause and then nods to Goldfire words. A call for the gladiators to walk to the gate can be heard. The tree did not mention however the air was charge and there are talks among the Sharkicons that have them grinning in glee.

Whitenoise walks up to Goldfire and place a servo onto Goldfire shoulder and giving it a squeeze. Before walking out.

Goldfire crosses his arms as he looks at Starscream. "What is it?" Goldfire ask.

"What is it you say." Starscream hiss. "You were not lucky to be interrogated be Whitenoise with that slip."

"Yeah; and I am making it easier for me to keep up with the tings that I have said." Goldfire calmly said.

"Don't you know the first thing about lying." Starscream snap as he towers over Goldfire.

Goldfire did not move his ground as he narrow his optics. "I know enough to keep myself being caught in one."

"I am being serious." Starscream yells. As his servo smash into the wall.

Goldfire frowns "You may want to work on your anger issues. It is detrimental in making social connections."

Starscream grind his denta together. As he glares at Goldfire.

"I have to go. So, when you are ready for help let me know. I can't work with someone that is trigger reaction." As Goldfire says. Leaving Starscream.

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As Goldfire enters the stadium. A glaring problem shows itself in their shiny paint and thick amour and that all forty-nine bots that stand taller than Goldfire. Gladiators on a different weight class and Goldfire has entered a trap. Two gladiators stand six stories high, three five stories and mix of gladiators and the smallest have Goldfire standing only chest height to them. A screen turns on as the host. A one face quietesson that bare a grinning alien skull.

"Welcome to the first competitors of the free for all round."

The crowd goes wild. As cheers from every patron can be heard. The host brings his long finger servo up and the crowd goes quite within seconds. Goldfire can feel their spark flare in a constant rhythm. Just as they were waiting for the command to move out from the trenches.

"We have a special surprise for our dear patrons." Says the host.

And soon as it is said Sharkicons appear out form slots in the wall as they sat in what looks like a giant spray gun. And the clear glass tank is filled with a purple liquid as red electricity crackling in it. Fear spread among the gladiators.

"We thought that we will help get the spark pulsing with our special fomular." The host continue, "It make our choosen gladiators, faster. Deadlier. And most important the drive to win."

The purple goop as the gladiators says. Was not what they think. It was dark energon.

Then the sharkicons fire the dark energon on to them. Covering every gladiator. Goldfire can watch in horror. Something slams stick on the back of their helm. Turning they see a sharkicon grinning its many pointy teeth. Then more dark energon slam into Goldfire. The world disappears from Goldfire sight.

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Up in the stadiums Starscream watch as his spark rattle every part of him when he saw the gladiators. His spark nearly left him when the dark energon was reviled. The what follows next. Can oonly be said the will of the Unmaker.