All this lasted a few days, but there were some changes, both good and bad. The bad changes were that many alphas had been put on the weak list as the Predacons called it, the Primes had lost their battles against the Quintessions and only Alpha Trion and Alchemist Prime were the only Primes that were known to have remained alive and they were hiding and finally there had been no news on Flame, the Predacons king. The only good changes were that they Predacons were receiving energon and they were given longer resting hours. But that didn't stop Predacons falling down with weakness with each and every day of this torture. But one day something did change but it wasn't for long. After the first of the usual five deliveries, the Predacons as usual were just lying around when they heard a screech. But not the screech of metal, the screech of a Predacon, the screech of an alpha returning to its clan.
Moments later, an alpha male landed with force. His frame was green and gold. Could it be? Thought Flameburst, Is it? yes! It is him, its Flame! For a moment a wave of joy and relief passed through the Predacons. For a moment Flameburst forgot about the collar and harness on her, that tied her to a wall, and ran to her sire, but soon felt as though something had tugged on her neck, hard. Flame looked in her direction, and ran to her, and soon realized that beside her was his other daughter, Firestrike. He looked around for his mate but soon realized she was either dead or gone on the weak list. The three only had a few moments together before Flame was tied down and had a harness and collar also. But the Sharkticons had learned a few things since setting up this hauling operation, but one thing they learned was that if an adult sees a chick that's theirs, they'll do anything to protect it. So they tied Flame to the part of the wall they were tied to. The three were just more than happy to be together.
Flame told the two that the protoforms coming out of the AllSpark didn't develop as well as they should have when they emerged from the well. He also said that these protoforms were now used as slaves, like they were, except they were miners. And after the miners had done their far deal of work, they were trained to be gladiators and they worked for the guild. When these gladiators would finally get to fight, they fought the Predacons on the weak list. This made Flameburst and Firestrike more determined than ever to stay strong. But Flameburst still felt like her sire wasn't telling them everything. In truth Flame was planning something, something that would hopefully shatter the power the Quintessions had over the under-developed protoforms and the Predacons. He just needed to wait for the right time to make his move.
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A Predacon's Tale
FanfictionThanks for the 1k+ reads. It means SO much This is my second story, so yeah, advice is wanted. {Only still on Wattpad to show myself how much I've developed} Flameburst has never really had a good childhood with her sire CONSTANTLY training her, an...
