Son of a warlord

The New arrivels

We didn't know it would happen. The sparks were cominf and we were in a middle of a combat. My spark bond to.carrier was filling with pain while I was fighting off megatron.

Optimus being the strongest mech took action and gotten my carrier through the bridge. The last look carrier gotten was the lustful look from megatron.

I spun around, jabbing my fist into megatron abdomen and senting him back. Gaining his balance,.he charged at me. Locking our digits together in a grunting stand.

My worries were on carrier but my focus was on winning their battle.

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(3rd person horizon)

Horizon laid on the berth, arching up in pain. His blackouts had shorted out his vocals and his optics. His vents were weak, shutter at each in take.

Ratchet was quickly working, gathering all the tools he needs. Techflight running to.them with the small sparkling frames.

Optimus keeping his hand on prowls shoulder. Everyone was fearing for the safety of the new sparks and horizon life. Ratchet gritted his teeth as horizon frame fell backward, unmoving.

Ratchet moved quickly, cutting into.the abdomen then into the gestation chamber, making sure not to make any internal.wounds.

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(1st person cyberstep)

" A shame that breeder won't survive this " Megatron chuckled at me, swinging my frame into the wall. "A weakling you are."

Grunting in pain, I force myself to stand up as a pain shot up my leg as I cried out. Whimpering as I gripped my leg. Megatron standing above me, chuckling loudly before he unsheathed his sword and raised his arm.

I tried to get up as megatron bringed his sword down toward me but was stopped by a black hand and sent flying by a combined of another black hand.

" I got you, now." A soft voice sounding like optimus was his armor was much darker while the other that looked like optimus but something was different about these two.

" Wingblade got him, let's get you out of here."

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(3rd person horizon)

Ratchet worked hard to remove the sparklets with the help of techflight transferring the first red spark into the grounder frame.

The spark settled right in before the armor around the protoform light up into a gray with bright golden decals around the edges of the armor.

" First spark transferred. Mechling." Techflight spoke, watching the the sparkling cry out for his twin. Loud wails filled the base.

Prowl wants to.quickly take the sparkling but optimus kept his firm grip on prowls should.

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(1st person cyberstep)

After my frame was pulled away from the danger zone, I saw a white mech with black walk over and kneel down, gently patching my wounded leg that had a large rock in it.

Grunting in pain as I struggle not to cry out. " Who? " I questioned at the silver mech looked at me, his visor stared at me.

I shut my mouth closed. My spark lurched forward and tried to reach out to him. " My name is silver. " he spoke quietly. My face relaxed and smiled softlty.

" Cyberstep. Your prowls sparkling." Silver looked at me and nodded while another mech walked over, a gold mechling with black, identical but opposite of silver, minus the visor.