It's Not So Evil

Chapter 1

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"Hmmm?" I opened my scanner, a blue dot had appeared in the of my current position. 'It seems I have found a hidden energon deposit. More than enough to get me through a couple decades.' I then changed course heading for the small energon deposit. *Crash* I swiveled my head. 'What was that?' I headed towards where I heard the sound, and found something incredible. 'A sparkling pod?' I raised my eyebrow, when was the last time I had seen a sparkling? In the past I had done experiments on sparklings, but there hasn't been many to spare since the war started. The fact is that I had just stumbled on possibly the last sparkling in existence. I walk over to what I assumed was a stasis pod, and attempted to open it. It wouldn't budge, much to my annoyance. Oddly enough there were many glyphs surrounding the internally fogged glass, that even I could not decipher. From what I could read, it said something along the lines of... Ancient Predecons? 'This is an odd find indeed.' As of now I had just finished cloning my first predecon from bones. 'Maybe it's not a bad thing that I can't open it... I wouldn't be able to feed it anyways.'

~|Time Skip: 11 Moon Cycles|~

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Every moon cycle I would come back and try to open that pod; not once did it yield results. This Moon Cycle is special, it's one of the few holidays we have kept fast from the Golden Age. The holiday was meant to represent new life on a planet in it's prime. A planet that is now but a empty husk. Although no one alive remembers its name, it's still a tradition to not work on this day. The pod refused to open everytime before this cycle where the two moons were in line with our blue sun. On that day I returned and placed my digits on the pod not really expecting it to open; but it did. As soon as my servo was placed down, it magnetized to the pod and the glyphs around it lit up amber. It's started initializing in the old tongue, saying these words, "Settings initialized, predacon form cloaked." "Hmmm... Did it just splice the sparkling with my CNA? Interesting." 'This tech is older than I originally thought...' Just as my servo was released, the stasis chamber popped open and revealed a small sparkling femme... with a tail?

I observed the now-open pod warily, then looked at the femmling in detail. Her main colors were deep raspberry with pale amber trimming; her eyes were glued shut. But there was something bothering me about her... her wings were more solid than they were needed to be. 'Is she a seeker?' I thought absently 'If my CNA was bound to hers...' "Hmmm" 'But a Predecon? Not likely. In any event this area is discovered, I need to destroy the evidence of her being here.' I place the femme in my sparking hold, as I shift my hand into a blaster. The shot reverberated throughout the decimated city I lived in. I was about to walk away, when I heard the rubble around her pod collapse. It revealed six other pods and mechlings, each impaled with a little shard of glass from their own pods. I observed each of the tiny mechs, none of them had wings, but they did have similar detailing. 'It's sad really, that they didn't survive. Would've made great test subjects in the lab too.' I thought, as I drove away from that forgotten corner of Cybertron.

After a tedious drive of having switch between bipedal and alt-mode to jump over scrap piles it was almost dawn. By the time I got to the there, both moons had already glided across the sky, dragging the darkness under the horizon. 'Returning to the lab is, for lack of a better word... underwhelming...' I thought as I slipped onto my berth, remembering the sparkling as my optics were about to shut. At the thought of anything being that close to my spark chamber I cringed and quickly pulled the femmling out of my chest cavity and set her on my chassis. After thinking for several minutes, I saw something out of the corner of my eye and I felt a needle stab into my arm, 'What to do tomor—' after that fractured thought I fell into a deep recharge.

~|Time Skip: 2 Days|~

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As I awoke I felt an absence on my chassis and searing pains in both my servos, and my pedes. I was hanging and subconsciously struggling. My mind was hazy. 'Is my processor damaged?' I thought to myself as I heard heavy chains rattling above me. 'Wait chains?' Minutes passed before I could grasp the gravity of the situation. Then it hit me. What was I doing here? Where is the sparkling? I could feel her crying for... me?! It... hurt. I sent calm emotions through the bond, hoping it would work. 'Fragging femme, must've touched my spark.' I thought just as the doors opened to the room I was in. "Hello," an unfamiliar voice started, "Shockwave."

A/N:
Okay... Sorry to people who liked this story the way it was. I unpublished all of the chapters so I could edit and combine them. Anyways, see ya

~Azura Dragoness