Early this morning, a secret message came in my system files...in cybertronian. It was from Soundwave asking me to visit some part of the base (where I have been kept for months) when convenient; If not right away. He had hacked into the base's security systems. He could only hold this on for a limited time. They couldn't find me,but,Soundwave can hack. Isn't that nifty?
"I can speak." Soundwave wrote back in my files.
So Soundwave could speak, and he just told me.
"..Your comnlink is unavailable," Soundwave's block of text comes rolling through my screen. "just nod. There's a holographic message for you from..."
I am standing a few feet away from the hanger, rumored to have bad viruses, that does not get visitors.
"You...must be kidding." I mutter, catching one of the soldiers looking at me strangely. I lean in, eyeing at the soldier.
The man in lead may have became white.
"Don't you speak to yourself?" I sneer,locking in on his name tag. "Officer Nick Strokes."
The man in lead, Officer Nick Strokes, gulps.
"Stop following me into dead ends." I snap at Nick, literately snapping my digits in front of the officers following him like a row of ants. Well..they all seem like ants when being tall and all. "Or next time I will lead you into radioactive generators!"
"5 minutes." Officer Nick Strokes said,holding up all five fingers. "And no funny business."
He was supposed to be my watch out.
For any possible chances that I "may" contact the Decepticons.There is a flat chance that'll ever happen. Jeeze. Humans are so stupid to realize my comnlink is actually broken, they actually broke it transporting me here several months ago. They didn't seem to remember. My Audios are able to hear, yet there are some non-repairable dents in them.
I snort at him, folding my arms.
"You do funny business when your wife is out of town." I kick over a barrel.
Officer Nick Strokes didn't seem to like my statement.
"Don't push your buttons." I knew he wanted to say it; or else we'll have to put you in the freezer.
The pretty wimpy, nervous soldier with a really good name skidded away directly out the room...With his officers.
There would be no mercy for them if my defensive and attacking protocols were not disabled.
I walk into the hanger, that reminds me a bit of Stargate SG1's landing area. (without the Stargate)
"All right..." I stop on a elevated-like surface,, tapping my foot on the floor.
Click click goes my heels..
"I am here!" I said, looking around the room.
The room became dark.
The large, garage like doors closed behind me.
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"I know what they are hunting down." That man, who's name escapes my mind, told Optimus. "They are hunting down Autobots. They are driving you to extinction. There's only one reason why they remain on this planet..."
That was a recording...
"Fate is not done calling upon you." The familiar, crackly deep and creepy voice sent chills down my spine. If Transformers have spines then what are they called? Sensory vertebrae? Guess it must be.
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