Transformers Prime: Project Predacon

Still Lost

I had successfully attached the Predacon fossil to her body, and I was ready for her to wake up. I watched her for hours, waiting for her to wake so I could continue the formation process. Finally, her optics opened, and she immediately panicked, pulling at the chains that held her down. She could barely move, and I was glad for that. I stood up, approaching her.

"Let me go you sick monster!!"

She screamed at me. I didn't say anything. I knew if I responded it would only cause her to get even more angry and confused. I detached the chains from the berth she lay on, and tugged, pulling her off of it. I was expecting that she would be able to stand in her own. Her knees wobbled, and she toppled to the floor. I dragged her up the stairs to the main chamber, she struggled to push herself up as I continued to drag her. I stood in front of the clear glass chamber that would soon hold her captive, and fill with acid, allowing her to form into a completely different species. I leaned over and pressed a button, opening the thick, glass chamber. I worked quickly, unclasping the chains that held her captive. She still struggled to stay on her feet, and she kicked me as soon as her legs were free. I ignored her, and unchained her wrists. She fought against me with a large amount of courage, which would show me that she was definitely going to be a good, strong, confident Predacon. I gave her a quick shove, and she was pushed into the chamber. Before she had a chance to get out, I closed it. I watched her pound at the glass, screaming vile names at me. I could hardly hear her, but I watched her try to get out. I leaned over to the right, pressing a large red button. I watched as in just a few seconds, the acid was to her ankles. She immediately panicked as it started to rise higher, and higher. In just a few minutes it was to her neck. I watched as she continued to struggle, kicking the glass with all her strength. It passed her helm, and her struggling slowed. I smiled with pride, I had successfully commenced Project: Femme Predacon.

Arcees POV

It made me feel bad that we weren't able to find StarStrukk. She had gotten behind, and neither me or CliffJumper payed much attention to her. She was a strong warrior, but the only way she could get off of Cybertron and join with the Prime, was a space bridge. We had destroyed it in the process of getting away. She had no way to get out. She was never very good with groups, she always got lost. Probably because she was younger than both of us, and more curious. We would have to tell Optimus Prime about the incident, or risk lying. I heard that Primes could easily tell when someone was lying, so we had decided to tell the honest truth. As soon as we found him. We knew the coordinates that he'd risked to cast out to the stars. Me and Cliff didn't hesitate to continue our journey. When we arrived there, it was completely empty. We were in a desert, and I mean empty. Neither of us transformed. We had seen the creatures that lived here, and they were intelligent. They might have been allied with Decepticons, we didn't know.

"You sure these are the right coordinates, Arcee? Didn't get them mixed up with all the coords you get from the mechs asking for a date, right?" CliffJumper asked.

I sighed. "CliffJumper, if these were the wrong coordinates, I would know. We're in the right place. I know it."

It did feel like the right place, but the Prime promised he would be there. Where was he?

We sat there, for a few minutes, Cliff blabbed on about stuff I wasn't paying attention to, when suddenly, a bridge opened, straight in front of us. We both knew the drill, and turned off our engines. A large, red and blue semi drove out of the bridge.

"It's him, Arcee. That's Optimus."

CliffJumper whispered to me. There was an AutoBot symbol on the front of the semi, but that didn't mean it was a Prime, or even an AutoBot. The semi transformed, into a large mech that I knew immediately was a Prime. Me and Cliff transformed into our bot modes, and greeted him. Of course, both of us were starstruck, neither of us met a Prime before.

It only took a few days for the Prime to explain everything he could to us to help us understand what kind of planet we were on. We met Bumblebee, and Ratchet. Both of them were polite, but Ratchet was polite in a grumpy way. Neither me or Cliff cared. We knew how to deal with grumpy mechs.

Optimus told is all the rules and all the other kind of stuff that we needed to know. It was pretty simple. Pretty much all it was, was "follow the rules and don't get killed."

***WOOP. Updated story. And I also updated my description thingy so if you wanna check that out, that be cool. Next chapter soon. If you got something to say, go ahead and say it, even of its offensive. I don't care. Lol. So that's it.

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