Transformers Prime: Project Predacon

Good Predacon

Of course, the Autobots were probably lying, and I couldn't disobey orders that were from Megatron. I snatched up the medic, and took off, flying just fast enough to get out of gun range before they had the sense of firing. Unfortunately for me, the Prime could fly too. I didn't want to hurt him, but there was no other way I had to get him off my tail, literally. He was climbing up my tail, and throwing him off would throw me off too, my tail acted as a rudder, and if I threw him straight down I would probably fly straight up. It didn't matter to me, just that he didn't get hurt. He was still at the very end, struggling to hold on. I steadied myself, preparing to throw him off. I needed to fly lower, just low enough that he would hit the ground and be unable to get back up. When I decided I was close enough, I flicked my tail downwards, and he lost his hopeless grip on my armour, and fell. I didn't watch him hit the ground. The medic in my front paws was screaming his head off. His face was green, and he was terrified.
"Let go of me!!!" He yelled.
"If I let you go now, you'd fall to your death. Lord Megatron told me the Autobots had enough common sense to trick the Decepticons, but I don't see the common sense."
He shut up.
I was holding him, but it didn't seem that he trusted me. He gripped my claws like I was going to drop him. His face was still green, and his optics were shut tight.
"Why don't you just kill me yourself?" he asked.
Once again, he didn't use common sense.
"If I was told to kill you, I wouldn't hesitate, obviously my orders were no to kill you, so I'm not going to kill you. Lord Megatron needs you for something, and I was told to retrieve you without injury."
He was silent again.
"They can track me. You won't have me for long."
"Again with the common sense, old man. We know that they can track you, I've disabled your tracker. They can't find you. The Nemesis is shielded, and we all know that you Autobots can't breach the cathedral without dying. The Decepticons think before they act."
He mumbled something, which sounded suspiciously like 'you got that right' hinted with sarcasm. He was quiet the rest of the flight.

By the time I made it back to Decepticons premises, I was exhausted, carrying a medic as fast as I could was a bit of a challenge for me. I didn't get much exercise, and that would explain why the journey was difficult. I landed heavily near the entrance of the cathedral, warning the medic that he would be instantly killed if he tried to run. I set him down carefully, and he stayed where he was at, as the guards chained and cuffed him. I watched as they dragged him across the cathedral to the platform where the Nemesis was "parked."
Lord Megatron was at my side, also watching the medic. He patted my shoulder.
"Did you speak with him?" He asked me.
"Yes. The Autobot had questions, and I chose to answer. I don't see where their common sense comes from. They don't seem to have any, at all."
Megatron smirked. "I'm glad you see through their lies. Your much more reliable than Predaking."
I snorted, bending my head down near him, allowing him to scratch behind my armoured jaw. I was proud to serve him, but I had questions that needed to be answered.
Speaking to Shockwave was another one of my objectives, but he was currently with Predaking. Why, I didn't know, and I didn't care to find out. Megatron left me, to sit on his throne once again, but I decided to follow. I flopped down next to him, guarding my leader. He continued to scratch my chin, telling me how I was such a "good Predacon" and he wished there were more like me. He spoke to me, about his plans with the Autobot medic, and what he was to do with him. I listened, speaking when necessary, pointing out a few ideas that would work with his plans to enhance them. It wasn't long before he began to ramble on about what he despised. He spoke of how the Autobots irritated him, and then he began to speak about the flaws in his troops. His tone became angry as he spoke of Starscream. I listened, understanding how he felt about the teeny 'Con.
The sky began to darken as he spoke to me, and finally, Shockwave returned from the Nemesis, having put Predaking in his kennel.
Before he could say something, I spoke. "Shockwave, I only currently have 2 Autobots in my memory banks. Optimus Prime, and Ratchet. There were other Autobots there. Why is it that I recognized and knew the female?"
My creator immediately stuttered, surprised that I asked such a question. "I- I don't know.... you were probably just imagining things. You've never seen the Autobots."
Megatron stopped scratching. I stood up, I felt like he was lying to me, and I didn't like it.
I growled. "Why do I feel like your lying to me?"
He shifted uncomfortably. "Starstrukk-"
"Why don't you just tell her the truth, Shockwave? She deserves to know. She's intelligent, there isn't a possible way you could hide this information from her." Megatron said.
I glared at my creator. He was lying.
He sighed. "You were once an Autobot, but not a very good one. You had a strong spirit, and I decided you would be good to experiment on. But your not an Autobot anymore, your a Predacon. It would be logical that you have memories from your past, but not many. You've started a new life, and there isn't a point in thinking of yourself as an Autobot. Autobots are weak, and stupid, but your a supreme being now. Be thankful."
I continued to glare at him. He wouldn't make eye contact.
"It wasn't that hard... now was it? Don't lie to me, I know when your lying. It's not my fault your a bad liar." I said to him. I sat back down. Megatron scratched my chin again. I still respected Shockwave. He only tried to keep me safe from the Autobots by not telling me. I understood. I forgave him. I wouldn't doubt him. I couldn't doubt him. He was my creator. I had to respect him, even if it was a mistake.

***Hi... guys. Honestly, I haven't been busy. Ok. I was busy with Netflix. And food. And a lot of others things. I'm SUPER sorry about the forever wait on this chapter. And it's short. I feel so bad. I have school in a month, so I guess I'm a little stressed too. I'm starting high school, so I don't really know where all my classes are, and I'm going to get bullied because I'm a freshman, but enough about my life. I need some off the wall ideas. Cuz I don't really have motivation, my motivation is you guys, so feedback is what gets me going. Awesome. I love you guys. I really do.

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