Meeting the prime

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"OW!" I yelled as I hit my head on a branch.

"What the slag?" an older voice yelled. I jerked my head up. Someone wasn't happy that I was here.

"Hound," Drift said, "Calm yourself. She might get scared."

I cleared my throat so that he knew I was still here. "He's only trying to help," Crosshairs interfered. I rolled my sightless eyes. "Scared," I said, "is not a choice for me."

"Well, who are ya?" Hound growled.

"Skyclaw. That's my name. And I'm running from a Decepticon named Deadlock," I replied. Drift stiffened next to me. "Are you running from him too, Drift?"

Drift said nothing. Odd, I thought, What's his problem?

"Crosshairs," I heard the voice of....Optimus?

"Prime?!" I shouted, "Is it really you?"

Optimus grunted a yes. I felt the eyes of everyone burning into my half organic scales.

"You know him?"

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