The Victim and the Transformer [TFP FF]

*Special*

Author's Note:

This chapter will be publish before or on my brithday, which will be on April 7, 2017.

Maybe next week or this saturday, I might post this.

Enjoy!

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The day started out bright and sunny (no pun intended) as all soldiers and men begin to rush around and gave out their final reports before the day of their training.

Until a loud shriek echoed around the base followed by yelling and fast beats of footsteps trampling towards the office of Gen. Lennox.

The General's door burst open to see the members of the Alpha Wolves entering his office hurried and trained their eyes on the confused general.

"Um, what can I do for you?"

Raymond was the first one to snap back from reality and gave him a crumpled envelope before dragging everyone out of his office, while closing the door behind them.

Richard gave out a chuckle before watching his partner hesitantly opened the envelope to see a letter inside and begin to read it.

Dear Fellow Soldiers and Autobots,

  You're invited to the biggest, noisiest, and grandest birthday celebration on Razor's Birthday!

  Be sure you have a pass to enter the party or else you'll be marked as a threat to everyone!

  The party will start at 7:30 pm. The party is already marked with several high security, top noches of drinking bars, and more!

Signed, The Alpha Wolves

  P.S. Bring a gift.

Lennox looked inside the envelope to see three pass tickets amd wondered who will be the third one.

"Hey, Epps." Lennox called as the black man (no offense) turned and look at the tickets that his buddy held. "Who's the third one?"

Richard shrugged his shoulders, "Is Anna Lennox available?"

Lennox face palmed before huffing, "My kid is the third one."

Richard gave out a hearty laugh.

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The entire base was horribly quiet as the Alpha Wolves gave the second to the last envelop (soft copy) into the Autobots' main computer and left before they could ask what it is about.

Ratchet raised an optic ridge, Optimus watched them go without asking what's inside the harmless virus, and Prowl shrugged the thought away before typing a few sets of codes to open the harmless virus.

After a few moments, the harmless virus opened with a puff of animated conffetti and all Autobots looked at the exploding virus before a letter popped up, saying an invitation about Razor's birthday and signing off with a gift box.

"What the heck just happened?" Jazz asked looking at the empty screen. "Why would the gal needs to celebrate her Creation Day?"

"Maybe it's important." IronHide scowled before polishing his guns. "Otherwise, we will be sitting ducks here rather than fighting those Decepticons one by one!"

Optimus looked at the black screen before looking away and sighed, thus gaining the attention of the bots. "We will attend Razor's Creation Day at all cost. If the decepticons are planning to attack, then we might have a chance to fight them off." Prime said sternly as his often normal blue optics glowed with agitation.