Chapter 1 Injured

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Technoaxe's pov

I've been wandering around the country of Canada, I believe, ever since I got to earth trying to look for my old friend, Optimus Prime. I've also been freezing my tailpipe off(not literally). So that is just great! Totally being sarcastic because this sucks! Being a giant robot from the planet Cybertron and so tall you can't fit into most places! Frag!

Anyway I might as well tell you about myself, my name is Technoaxe Prime or Techno or Axe for short and I am about 30 feet when it comes to hight and Optimus is 31.168 feet, so I'm really tall for a femme bot, most femmes are about half the size of Optimus. Ha! I am the 1st and original War Machine and SonundWave's older sister. I am also black and usually energon blue but it really depends on my mood and my ground vehicle mode is a Koenigsegg Agera R, (the fastest car in the world, top speed 273 mph) my aircraft mode is an X-43A(the fastest aircraft in the world, top speed is 9.8 Mach, or nearly 9x the speed of sound), because I'm a triple changer.

Anyway, one day I was walking around doing the bot things I normally do when I heard very slow and heavy ped steps. I looked around seeing a very dirty beaten up bot(kind of like the picture at the top). And because I wasn't paying attention I somehow manage to trip on the air and fall and crack both optics like I wasn't beaten up enough. One optic was completely offline and shattered wile the other was dim, flickering, and cracked badly so now I'm basically blind although I can see a very fuzzy but familiar bot standing infront of me.

"Technoaxe, what happened? Where have you been?" He asked weakly.

"Optimus? I came looking for you and i've been here the whole time, and I should be asking you what happened." I almost missed a tear if lubricant running down his faceplate and slowly and carefully pulled him into a hug not wanting to hurt him anymore.

Optimus' pov

I had just bearly escaped the base when it came crashing down, mostly on top of me and when I escaped the rocks crushing me I ran through the ground bridge as fast as I could and found myself in Canada. I was beaten up and mangled and both optics were dim and flickering. I was in so much pain I wanted to scream(and shout and let it out! I'm so sorry.)It hurt to move, A LOT.

My team probably hates me now, I messed up so many times and made many mistakes. 'Well, I might as well find somewhere to hunker-down and rest' I thought and I apparently didn't have much strength because I almost instantly collapsed and I suddenly felt the need to purge my tanks and I couldn't hold it in so I puked up energon. I got up and limped away. As I was limping along I saw a tall black and blue bot with the autobot insignia on its shoulder plate.

I recognized her instantly and limped over. She all of the sudden tripped smashed her optics on a sharp rock. When I got to her side I said in weak and scratchy voice, "Technoaxe, what happened? Where have you been?" She looked a bit mangled and scratched up.

She probably got scratched by branches all the time. She looked at me with a shattered optic and and a badly cracked, dim, flickering optic. She looked nearly offline.

"Optimus? I came looking for you and I've been here the whole time, and I should be asking you what happened." I tried to fight the lubricant tears that blurred my vision but I couldn't help but let one slip out and she carefully pulled me into a gentle hug which I returned immediately.

"Well" I began. "The decepticons found my teams and I's base and shot it to the ground, I was nearly offlined in the process." She looked at me with sad optics.

"Optimus, my pod was shot off course and I landed here in Canada." I knew I wouldn't survive if I didn't get medical attention soon.

"Techno, do you have shelter?" I asked.

"Yea, just over there." She pointed to a large cave a little ways away.

"Alright, let's go." She nodded and slowly got up.

She must have memorized the way because even though she was nearly blind she made her way to the cave with me following her. When we got there I saw a small pile of energon, a large thick, patch of tightly packed dust she must use as a berth or something, and a small amount of Cybertronian tech and medical supplies that were probably very much needed for the amount of injuries she probably got. I sat down against a wall and brought my knees to my chassis and rested my helm in the valley my knees made. I heard things going on but couldn't tell what because my hearing was fuzzy and uneven. I eventually fell into recharge from the long day.

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