Transformers Prime: Nahko

Ultra Magnus Gets Hurt

Dawn's POV

So it's been a couple of days, and Predaking has warmed up a little. Which I am grateful for. Especially as I may be developing a crush on him. I mean, there are no other predacons around, and it makes sense that we should bond. But I don't think he likes me that way, or does he?

Predaking's POV

It has been a couple of days since Dawn followed me, and we found the remains of our ancestors. At first, I did not want her around. We were on opposite sides of the war, and my pride was wounded a little when she bested me in battle.

But ever since we found our new territory, I  have come realize we are the only living predacons left. It may be up to us to bring back the predacon race from extinction, and she would be a fine queen. I watch her as she does her usual morning flight. Wondering how best to approach the subject of us bonding.

Nahko's POV

Still no sign of Starscream or Shockwave. He must be shielding their location from our scanners. Construction is slow on the rebuilding of the landing platform, but I have faith that Bulkhead will have it ready by the time the first refugees arrive. Nothing from Optimus or Wheeljack yet, I hope they are OK.

Anyway, Arcee has gone to check on Bulkheads progress. While Smokescreen is on patrol with Ultra Magnus. I still haven't told him my feelings yet. We haven't had a moment alone since Optimus left. Though Arcee found time to introduce me to my first oil bath, it was heavenly.

I am currently guarding the prisoners with Bumblebee. Who is making a racket. "Okay, you got our attention. What do you want?" Bumblebee asks Knockout.

"We're prisoners of war. We have rights! When are we going to have access to an oil bath?" Knockout asks.

"Whenever you decide to tell us where we can find Starscream and Shockwave," I tell him.

"What she said," Bee agrees.

"I told you before, Shockwave had dozens of secret labs hidden across Cybertron top-secret," Knockout tells us.

"A shame. Your finish is looking pretty drab, " Bee tells as he turns on Knockouts buffer.

"I don't know where they are, I swear!" Knockout whines. "But I have an idea where
you might try looking, " he states. "Try Dark Mount check the main computer. You should be able to find some lab locations there, " he tells us.

"Thank you Knockout, you have been very helpful. If your intel proves fruitful, I will think about organising an oil bath for you all. In the meantime, you can have your buffer, " I state before turning off the screen.

"You're doing great, Nahko." Bee praises me.

"Thanks, Bee, it's a lot to take in. No longer being a human or techno organic, but being a full Cybertronian. Being here on Cybertron, leading you all while Optimus and Wheeljack are away. Being the youngest Prime ever," I state sighing.

"Don’t worry so much, like I told you. You're doing great, " he assures me. "We'll go check out Knockouts intel when the others return from patrol," he states. I nod my head in agreement, and he leaves to take the buffer to Knockout.

(Time skip)

Bee returned from the brig, and I was just about to go get myself an Energon cube. When Smokescreen comms in. "Bumblebee, Nahko, I need an emergency ground bridge, stat!" He tells us.

"One on the way," I tell him as Bee headed for the ground bridge controls. He activates a bridge, and Smokescreen drags an injured Ultra Magnus through the portal. "Oh my Primus!" I exclaim and helped him as Bee closed the portal. "Bee calls Ratchet," I order.

Ratchet arrives with Jazz through the space bridge portal. With his medical kit. "Where's the patient?" He asks, and we take him to where we'd taken Ultra Magnus. The medical wing of the Nemesis. We should rename the ship. He gets to work straight away.

"What's the diagnosis, doc?" Jazz asks him. As Arcee and Bulkhead join us.

"He is suffering from a multitude of internal injuries, most quite severe," Ratchet answers.

"What happened out there, Smokescreen? " I ask.

"There were these two new predacons. We thought they were refugees. But we were wrong. They attacked us, " he explains.

"At least you both made it back safely, kid," Jazz tells him.

"So, anyone care to explain what two more Predacons are doing on Cybertron?" Arcee asks.

"I thought Optimus said new life wasn't possible without the Allspark," Bulkhead says, confused.

"I'm no authority, but something tells me cloning old bones doesn't constitute new life," Bee states.

"Shockwave's been playing in his lab since the war. Why stop now?" Bulkhead asks.

"Doesn't matter where those beasts came from. We got to take 'em down" Smokescreen states.

"I agree," Jazz states.

"If Shockwave's back in business, there could be more of them, a lot more," Bee adds.

"No, there must be another way to stop them without killing them. We know they are sentient, if we could convince them to join us. We would have nothing to fear, " I state.

"Look at what those beasts did to Ultra Magnus!" Smokescreen snaps. "They can't be reasoned with," he states.

"I say you're wrong," I tell him.

"Maybe we should call Optimus," Bulkhead suggests.

"Really, Bulk? And interrupt his quest to save the future of our race on Cybertron?" Arcee asks.

"Look, Optimus put me in charge, and we can handle this without him. We just need to find the predacons, " I  state. "You with me, Bee, Jazz?" I ask.

"Of course," Bee says.

"I'll follow you anywhere gorgeous," Jazz adds. We leave and set out. Looking for Dawn and Predaking. I give her heads up that we're coming, but not telling her why.