Megatronus was the first one to get to Solus. He skidded on his knees and came to a stop at Solus' side.
"No no no no no! No!" Megatronus lifted up Solus and gently rested her head on his lap.
"Solus, wake up," he begged. "Come back to me."
Solus stirred and opened her eyes slowly.
"Megatronus?" She asked, her voice a little weak. Megatronus was relieved that she was okay. "What- - Where- -?" She wanted to ask something, but then gasped as if she remembered something she wasn't supposed to forget in the first place and shrieked, "Optimus!"
Solus got up faster than Megatronus expected, ran to where Optimus was lying and skidded to a stop. This left Megatronus angry and a little hurt that she worried so much for their little brother. He shook it off and joined the Primes surrounding the said brother.
Quintus was busy examining Optimus. He assured them that he was still alive, Optimus just took a serious blow to the head. The Primes stood around, trying to wake their youngest brother. This caught the attention of the Makers, and they teleported over.
"He didn't wake up yet?" Galactica asked seriously.
"Obviously not," Galactus replied before Quintus could.
"What are we working with?" Galactia asked.
"Really hard blow to the head," Galactron stated, again, before Quintus could answer. The Makers scanned Optimus with a hidden scanner on their arm. Well, Galactia scanned Optimus, Galactron checked out some readings, Galactica checked the damage and Galactus hovered around Optimus checking for more signs of injury.
"Uh oh," Galactia said looking at the scan. This made the Primes gasp.
"Yeah, I saw that too," Galactron said, ignoring the worried faces around him.
"It is reversible," Galactica assured, not to the Primes. Though she wasn't referring to the Primes, they all sighed in relief.
"Yeah, but only long enough to keep the fight going if he can handle it," Galactus added grimly. This made the Primes gasp again.
Alchemist couldn't take it anymore, "What is going on with Optimus?!"
The Makers didn't look up from their work, but they replied each in turn.
"It appears Unicron managed to hit one of Optimus' main memory servers." Galactia explained, tapping random buttons on the scan.
"He could lose a lot of his memory if we don't do something." Galactron said as he too was tapping away on something.
"It can actually repair itself if it's not used for a certain period of time." Galactica said, making it known to the Primes that they knew what they were doing.
"Problem is we can't stop him from using the server now because we need him in this battle." Galactus said tapping away on some gadgets on his arm.
The Primes all looked at each other grimly, then Prima asked, "How long do we have?"
The Makers looked up at the Primes and answered, "An hour, two at most."
"Well," Vector started.
"We're gonna have to work fast then."
The Makers all nodded at each other. They set to work on Optimus, opening up his head and fixing an irregularly shaped server by placing a clip thing over it. The clip straightened and prevented the server from swelling. The Makers closed it up and said, "That should hold long enough."
Galactica rubbed her hands together and sparks appeared because of this friction. She put her hands on Optimus' chest and a surge of electrical energy flew through him waking him up.
"What happened?!" Was the first thing that came out of his mouth.
"No time to explain!" Solus helped her brother up and they all ran for Unicron.
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The Makers
FanficOkay, first of all, if the Transformers are robots who made them? You're probably going to say their creator, Primus, right? Well, you're right! And wrong at the same time. Primus is also a giant robot. So, who made him? Now you're starting to ask t...
