By-Layen

Chapter 9

I stepped out rolling my shoulders as I heard Ratchet speaking.
"In order to live through such a traumatic event, her processors brought a barrier between her and the newly formed part of it that is Beast, or Rustic Cry. Beast is just what she likes to be called as a sadistic psychopath basically. Making others fear her more.

Of course at first she didn't know how to control Rustic Cry and had to be locked in a room so she could figure it out, only a few knew of this because it was classified information. But over a week or so.

She figured out that she could put vallets, doors, locks, and chains as a long protective wall that has to be unlocked with an access code, but she couldn't let herself have this access code or else Rustic Cry could still get out and take control since she is technically her, just a different personality of her.

So she gave Ultra Magnus the right of access, since he saved her, and he is her commanding officer. She trust him and they act like brother, and sister. He became the protector and keeper of Rustic Cry.
He is the main bot that can have full access and command over Rustic Cry. Since he passed it down to Bumblebee and seeing how that he can not control her, it stands that Ultra Magnus is still alive, which means if we need to or had to she could find him.
A lot of scientist wanted to do testing on her to see if they could take this and possible make it into a slave code. Of course most of those scientist were cons, she easily killed them as both Azles and Rustic Cry.
Optimus, Azles hasn't been the same since the war started, and she'll never be the same. But I have a question for you." Ratchet finally finished up. I held my vent as I listened.
"What is that question, Ratchet?" Optimus asked, his voice seeming skeptical.
"Did you ever actually love Azles, even as Orion Pax?" Ratchet asked. This was the moment I'd get my answer.
"No." It was plain and simple, but it was a rejection as both Optimus and Orion. It was a slap to my face plate and a sting to my spark. I heard Bee let out a whirl in frustration what sounded like,

"What the frag." I could hear the frustration and I could tell he was grasping his helm, I heard Arcee scoff telling me that she was smirking, while everyone else was silent and seemed in shock. I walked past, my poker face on, and my strides long, and frame confident, helm held high. I went to the beginning of the hallway to the rooms and stopped. My servo grasped the wall as I turned my gaze to fall on Optimus who seemed to freeze underneath it. I slowly licked my bottom derma before speaking.

"Then why don't you ask the Orion Pax that I knew, why he kissed me first, before the war, before you became Optimus Prime, before you "fell" for Elita One, before you had a mechling together? Was that all a game to Orion Pax? Or was I just the toy?" I asked before walking off without another glance.