If I had Failed ~Book 2 to If I went to Bayverse~

Chapter 32.

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I can't sleep, despite it being 3 in the morning. The stress for this upcoming battle has taken over, it overwhelms me to the point I can't even rest without having anxiety about what could happened. As of now, I'm on the roof of the base, pacing back and forth while thinking.

"Oh god...how much time do I have until I need to go there? How am I gonna go without the others following me??" I mumble under my breath.

"You seem troubled, youngling."

I yelped and turned to where the voice had come from, seeing the familiar shadow rabbit Primus had taken the form of sitting upon one of the air conditioners. I sighed of relief that it was only the Cybertronian God.

"Primus, you really shouldn't sneak up on someone like that. Can't you see me pacing here?" I ask.

"I can see quite fine, youngling. You are worried about where your journey will lead you, no?" Primus said.

Well that was completely obvious, judging both from how I'm pacing as well as mumbling to myself.

"Why wouldn't I be? Primus...I have NO idea what I'm doing! I've had no idea what I've BEEN doing throughout this entire journey! Until you brought me to this dimension, I was never truly on my own. Never alone out in the world, mainly because I never was sure what to do. Everything overwhelms me so easily..." I put my face in my hands.

Primus was silent for a moment, then I could hear the sound of soft footsteps coming towards me. I removed my hands to see the shadow standing in front of me, his expression neutral as he looked down at me.

"I have been with you throughout most of your life and have seen many things. Your mistakes, achievements, injuries, kind moments, as well as dark moments. Ever since you were only 8 years old, I have seen everything. So I am fully aware of the fact you were rarely allowed to make your own decisions around your father, as he made most of them for you." Primus said.

Damn, he just called my dad out. I snickered at the last part because is was very true, my father rarely let me make my own decisions. Especially when we went out to restaurants, he'd ALWAYS decided how MY food should be cooked. Medium well he'd say, then I'd say "No, medium rare." I swear he never let me be independent.

"No fucking kidding." I growled.

"Although do realize that he DOES have good intentions, he just does not portray it very well." Primus said.

"And you say you don't know what you've been doing this entire time? I find that quite hard to believe. Youngling, your knowledge of the dimensions you have travelled to from simple games and "movies" has saved you and your friends lives several times over. And even for those you hadn't experienced once before, you have done quite well with leading your team." Primus gave a small smile.

This is coming from a god who's been watching me ever since I was 8 years old, so he knows me rather well. Knowledge from watching movies, tv shows and playing video games? Well screw you media who say video games and movies cause violence, because that's complete bullshit. I mean, I GUESS I have handled things pretty well throughout this adventure. Nobody got killed so that's great.

"I mean, I guess I have." I shrugged.

"No 'I guess', you have. You are only acting this way because you are fearful of what could happen, you must face the Decepticons and stop Quintessa." The shadow says.

"On my own??" I ask.

Primus shrugged, "That is for you to decide. And do not worry, the Decepticons have not been observing you and your friends since arriving back to this world. I know this because I have tampered with the relic within you and have disabled Quintessas 'failsafe'." Primus whispered the last part into my ear.

Well thank goodness!

"Well in THAT case, I think I got an idea. But it does involve a bit of of acting like a Decepticon..." I say sheepishly.

Primus looked displeased.

"Wait before you say anything, I'm not deceiving my friends. What I will attempt is to trick the Decepticons, you know? Use their own tricks against them?" I smirk.

The god then looked rather curious, "Oh? Do tell, youngling."

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The next morning had come and the humans friends began to stir from their slumber, even Springtrap who had previously said he did not sleep. But he had this night, which was rather strange to him. Bendy had opened his eyes to immediately notice that something was off. He had noticed that the room that they were all resting in seemed to be much smaller than the previous night, which was very strange.

"Is it just me, or is this room smaller..?" The Ink Demon went to rub his eyes.

But that's when he noticed instead of his usual inky clawed hands, they were a metallic dark grey and silver color. Wires extended from his wrists to within his forearms, which were also a metallic dark grey and silver. The Demon got to his cloven hooves to look at himself and sure enough, every part of him was metal, wires as well as gears. And he was not the only one as he looked to Springtrap and the raptors.

They were all very similar to the images that Sarah had drawn of them as Cybertronians, the human had changed them while they had slept so they would not feel it.

"Everyone! Look at yourselves!" Bendy shouted.

Springtrap opened his eyes which still glowed a bright white, but they now we're Cybertronian optics. As were the raptors, which all had a different shade of red or orange optics. They all got to their feet to look themselves over, seeing everything that had been designed for them. The animatronics arm cannon as well as blade, the raptors spines and different features.

"She turned us into this while we slept!" Springtrap exclaimed.

"Sure seems like it, we need to go find her. She's probably with that Nex or Ratchet in their big..lab I think. Let's go find her." The Demon said.

Blue squawked and trotted out of the room with her sisters following, unaware they were making the ground beneath them shake.