Will of a Predacon

Memories of a Predacon Queen Part 1

Violetwing found herself on Cybertron in an unusual city like place and she was surrounded by a what easily seemed to be hundreds of different Predacons, the black and Purple femme looked around trying to find Razor Fang among them.

There were so many, and as Razor had once said... it was easy to get lost in the crowds. It was noisy and predacons were in the air as well. Insanely busy. And many were mostly to all in cool colorings.

Violetwing was having trouble finding her way around these Predacons she had never seen so many in her whole life it stunned her, watching from the screen everyone else was also quite stunned to see all these Predacons as well.

"That is a Lot... no wonder she said our clan was tiny." Snow said.

"Agreed... seeing now that she used to live among so many of our kind... it seems now that we're only truly beginning to see the surface of all she lost..." Huntsman agreed.

"It looks to be that way..." Windsong replied

Megatron looked over to them before looking back at the screen, Violetwing was still trying to locate Razor Fang it took her a while before she finally found her.

Razor had been talking and laughing with a black green and silver mech, his face seemed familiar... he was one of the mechs from the mural! Razor's other younger brother!

Everyone watching looked at how she looked here she seemed real happy and real young and Predaking couldn't take his optics off her, Violetwing looked at this as she slowly moved closer to them.

As she got closer Violet could hear what they were saying. And they were flinging insults at each other like it was a game!

Violet stopped and looked at this funny raising an optic ridge to hearing that. "That is... different..." she said

A young black and purple femme jumped on Razor's brother pulling him down and he screamed.

"Vi!" the young femme laughed and ran off "Violet get back here!" he shouted as he ran after her into the crowd leaving Razor doubled over laughing.

Violetwing froze and watched the two run off as she realized she just saw who she was cloned from and she couldn't think to seeing that, Megatron and the others were stunned as well.

"Looks like that was Violetstorm..." Predaking said

"The one Violetwing was closed from?" Shockwave asked. "Well a younger version of her at anyrate."

There was something unusual in Razor's mind. Well. They thought it was unusual. It was that all the female predacons had some kind of decorative sash around their waists and parts hung down in front and some were extremely ornate while others were plain. Razor's however, though ornate, looked worn and a little tattered.

Violetwing took more interest seeing these sashes on the femmes more than the others watching she wanted to know what it was about, she moved a little closer to Razor slowly.

The younger version of Razor gasped for air and stood straight before looking around warily as if she was trying to avoid someone.

Violetwing became worried and moved to her fast. "Razor..." she said as she tried to see if she could help her here.

Razor looked at her and became confused. "Vi? But-" she said before realization dawned on her "You're in my mind..." she said and in a swirl she looked older but still not quite as old as she was now. Many of her old scars looked new, and her sash looked ragged, blood stained and torn from battles it was never meant to be put through.

Violetwing looked at her to see the sudden change and sighed. "I am in your mind Razor..." she replied she felt bad for interfering but at the same time she felt like she did the right thing to do so.