(Flash Forward: Uniend Cluster 831.1012.514.1014.25.07.02.23.32 Zeta-Alpha-Kappa, Saturday, April 7th, 2007, third person POV...)
Onboard the Nemesis, Dreadimus Prime awoke with a slow start, feeling pain from minor bruising and from being shocked with two hundred and seventy-six volts of electricity.
Dreadimus didn't move, her predictive algorithm letting her know she has been restrained upright with Energon restraints descended from the ceiling.
Dreadimus growls, knowing exactly what happened and who ordered it.
Then, Starscream enters the room.
Starscream remarks with a snarl on his face, "Ah, you're awake at last, Miss Prime. I must say, I was actually concerned you were knocked out cold. Thankfully, our medics' newfound expertise on techno-organics revealed that you only have minor bruising to your armor plating and to your human flesh, specifically on your left cheek. Thankfully, no cuts were found on your plating or organic flesh."
Dreadimus asks, "And is my guardian offline?"
Starscream replies with a shrug, "Last we heard, he was in the exact same spot we had left him before we left the area, lying on the organic ground, leaking Energon."
Dreadimus inwardly smiled a slasher smile, knowing that Starscream probably forgot, intentionally or not, that she knows how to play him like a violin and vice versa in some cases.
Dreadimus then says with a small restrained shrug of her shoulder plates, "Welp, you gotta give Smokelink some credit; he's survived far worse than simply an Energon explosion setting a forest on fire."
Starscream replies before saying, "And so have I, Miss Prime, even if not on the same level as he has. But truly, by this time, you must be asking yourself why you were brought onto the Nemesis rather than executed in the instant that you were knocked out cold."
Dreadimus drawls, "Megatron's protection order means nothing to you while he is gone in his deep space travels."
Starscream smirks as he remarks before saying as he drops the smirk, "You really are smarter for your age than you look. And since I pride myself on being a generous host for our prisoners, I'm willing to offer you a deal. Tell me the location of the Autobot base. Betray the Autobots and join our noble cause."
Dreadimus asks, "And if I do accept, what would I get?"
Starscream replies, "Simple. Even from one time of the past to the next, even you have to admit that you have more traits of a Decepticon than of an Autobot. You carry superpowers of both divine and demonic origin within you. You have potential, Dreadimus Lightningscorch Prime. A potential that is wasted being with the Autobots who are too afraid of the benefits your powers can reap in rewards. The Decepticons will help you fulfill your true potential. Join me, and you will be my second-in-command. Join me, and you will be allowed to live and remain unharmed. Join me, and you will be given a better opportunity for life than what the Autobots can provide you."
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Sensibility Spawns Lots Of Good Outcomes Book 1
Fanfiction(Rewrite of my Transformers War for Cybertron, Fall of Cybertron, and Prime fanfictions.) You'll have to read all the way to the end of War for Cybertron to the Fall of Cybertron chapters to find out how much this story will be rewritten.