ch.13 Meet The Bee Team

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The bots were sitting in front of the Alchemor sharing their stories with Optimus, about catching Decepticons and their lives before arriving on Earth. During this Optimus and Bumblebee thought that getting some oil would be a good idea, epically after today's battle. Everything was fine until the teenage bots, Grimlock and Drift heard a roar from above. What they saw was the Predacon who had tried to help them earlier on, in the battle. They saw it diving towards them. Flameburst- being Flameburst- enjoyed making a dramatic entrance, and at the last minute, slowed down and landed softly, as if she had been gliding through the air. The bots circled her, drawing their weapons. She just looked around calmly. They could see that she came for something, but what? She wasn't attacking. Then Strongarm made the decision to call for back up. "Lieutenant, we require your assistance" and no sooner was the call made Optimus and Bumblebee appeared from behind a pile of vintage fridges (refrigerators, I grew up calling them fridges).

Once Optimus saw what was going on he knew immediately it was Flameburst. "Stand down!" he ordered. The bots lowered their weapons, but only slightly. Optimus ran over to Flameburst. "Its good to see you're alright" said Optimus.

"As with you" replied Flameburst telepathically, which she was able to do because of the seal between them. "Bee team" announced Optimus "meet Flameburst, the guardian of Primes"

"Wow!" gasped Strongarm, Sideswipe and the mini-cons.

"But how is she even alive?" asked Fix-it "Predacons went extinct a long time ago"

Not even Optimus knew how to answer this question. "How about you tell us your story Flameburst?" he asked.

"Fine" she answered "but no taking notes" she said looking at Fix-it who let out a nervous giggle. She lay down right in front of the Alchemor and began to tell her story.


(Time skip)

"And that's mainly my story" Flameburst finished. She told them just about everything, apart from the name of the miner who freed her. She looked up and saw the whole team look at her in amazement. They never knew she was so young. And she never really got to enjoy her youngling-hood, if it wasn't for guardian training, it was for slavery.

Optimus felt worst of all. He once worked in the Hall of Records, and always presumed that the Primes built it, or the Guild. "Have you been to Cybertron since?" asked Fix-it.

"No I haven't" replied Flameburst "but I do know about the war and the return of the AllSpark." She said looking in Optimus' direction- who was sitting beside her. "Which comes to my question: what happened?"

"The Primes managed to save me before my spark was extinguished. And I trained in their realm until this battle." replied Optimus Prime. He then turned to Fix-it. 'Fix-it, Flameburst needs repairs, can you help with those repairs?"

Fix-it thought for a minute. "I suppose, I mean the Predacons anatomy couldn't be that different to ours. Right?"


Bumblebee fetched some energon cubes for Flameburst to eat. Even as she ate them her wounds started to glow and scabs started to appear. That night when the bots had gone in to power down– well most of them- Flameburst started to lick her wounds. Fix-it was astonished, he expected her wounds to burn or something, instead they started to harden and heal. He couldn't help but ask why. "Predacons have two types of saliva (I can't remember the Transformers word for saliva *screams*)" Flameburst explained in a whisper "one is basically oil, which is very flammable. And the other is made out of several minerals which stop rust from appearing in or on the wound, and it also helps the wound heal" she opened her mouth wide to show the two holes at the back of it And then squirted the healing fluid at Fix-it- who didn't see it coming. "Hay!" shouted Fix-it. Then he and Flameburst heard someone chuckling in one of the aisles. When they saw who was looking in their direction they showed themselves and Fix-it was quiet surprised to see it was Optimus.

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