Chapter 24

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Since Knock Out had left earth with the others and bid farewell to Ratchet and the humans he had kept his distance with the autobots. Isolating himself away from them. He had watched from afar Bumblebee's initiation to warrior only because he knew that to Bee it meant everything and the scout would want him there. Luna would have wanted him to witness it. He kept her pendant on him at all times, taking the time to stare at it for long periods of time before getting up and moving somewhere else before he was spotted. He preferred the autobots not knowing his whereabouts that way it made it easier for him to be alone the way he chose to be. Although he kept an eye on the others such as Optimus going with Wheeljack into deep space or Bulkhead leading the construction team though that looking as though it could be doing better.

He thought it better to keep his distance from them, he had changed and wasn't sure he had it in him to fight alongside them anymore. Of course he was undoubtedly breaking his promise to Luna to never looking back because that is what was doing; looking back at her death and never looking forward. He was even spending the majority of his time tracking down Starscream and Shockwave so that he could make them feel his pain, considering that it might put him at ease.

Having spent the whole day watching the autobots and moping to himself he decided to give in to his desire for revenge and go seek the remaining decepticons on his own. He had managed to track down one of their previous bases before so he figured if he worked harder and quicker he would find them again but this time the base wouldn't be deserted. Scouting around certain areas he found energon trails which could be either Starscream or Shockwave but the trail was thin. For all Knock Out knew the leaked energon could belong to one of the autobots or a more likely suspect would be the injured Predacon that survived Megatrons wrath. Kneeling down his digit wiped at a puddle of energon and rubbed it around. He could tell that it wasn't freshly spilled from the rough texture, it was also shaded a darker blue which meant that it had been there a while.

Knock out tried thinking about what to do next but his thoughts were cut short by the sound of a familiar screech in front of him. Peering up his optics laid on the large form of the predacon, his wings were spread out to make himself look fiercer and his sharp talons were baring into the ground ready for a fight but even so Knock Out made no move to either run away or fight which quite surprised the beast. Enough to make him transform to enquire why the former decepticon was there. "Why are you here autobot?" Predaking stood atop a large mound of metal, his voice not very welcoming to say the least.

"I'm here by mistake I assure you. I seek Starscream and Shockwave but it seems I have been tracking you" Knock Out thought it wise not to turn his back to the predacon, especially if he planned on living to see the decepticons demise.

Predaking thought for a moment and could clearly see on the mechs face plates that he did not intentionally come here to find him. He had no reason to trust the bot but could see no reason to be hostile towards him even if he had arrived by mistake. "You go looking for trouble autobot that is not usually one of your motives"

He'd much prefer not to get into a conversation with the beast. "I killed Megatron, I shattered his spark with the star saber and now I want revenge on the others for killing Luna" Knock Out held up his right servo to reveal the pendant that hung from his digits. Predaking squinted his optics to see the small necklace more clearly. From his time aboard the Nemesis when he served the warlord he had been told that the autobot medic had been brought on board along with a human femme. This femme that Knock Out spoke of must have been her, he had not realised that the medic had close ties with her. Predaking waved his hand to signal to Knock Out that he could leave and didn't have to worry about being attacked. Predaking being one that knew what it was like to lose others or brethren as he put it and want revenge.

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