Sudden Active Development... I certainly feel SAD at the moment (Transformers Prime SI)

Chapter 19: Inevitability
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Chapter 19: Inevitability
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Staring down at the laser core of Breakdown, I watch as Pacekeeper inspected it while reading up on the medical procedures to keep said core active. Already ever since I brought it back to the Harbinger and gave it to Pacekeeper, the thing looked far better. A brief look with the visor showed that its energon signature was regaining strength, so that was good at least.

"How's the patient Pacekeeper?" I idly asked as I rapped my digits on one of my thrusters.

"According to these files, the Laser Core is recovering from its forced slow burn. When it recovers from its previous state, it says here that the Laser Core can be used on a protoform to reforge the owner of this Core." Pacekeeper said as he narrowed his yellow optics at the data slate in his servos.

Nodding my helm at him, I turn around while waving a free hand. "Keep up the good work Pace, this guy's in capable servos."

"Y-yes mother!" Huh, he stuttered. But I could feel the happiness coming from behind me even as the door closed, so that should be fine. At least, I think so?

Though, that begs the question. What do I do with Breakdown? Despite my obvious pity for him being essentially shafted by Airachnid and M.E.C.H, actually those two entities fucked with him the most. I'm not counting Bulk because they looked more like rivals instead of archenemies. I still could not stop giggling at Bulk's "Mine's Bigger!" line.

Despite all that, he is still a Decepticon. Loyal to Megatron and all that jazz, not to mention there is one big problem if I want to recruit him. Specifically, one big shiny red problem.

Knockout.

I am fairly certain that those two are conjunx endura, no one can convince me otherwise other than those two. Even then, I would be fairly suspicious still, because Breakdown is more or less not only Knockout's best friend in all but name. But I could tell that he actually cared about the big lug given that he really wanted to rip C.Y.L.A.S apart. To the point he actively asked Megatron to allow him to do it.

Knockout doesn't really like volunteering himself for groundwork. But the fact that he wanted to throw servos with C.Y.L.A.S tells me all I need to know about his feelings for Breakdown and I am pretty sure it goes both ways. Breakdown would most likely follow Knockout more than anything.

Hmm... I mean, I could just use his Laser Core as a bargaining chip? It's kind of fucked up to think of it like this, but I have no way of knowing whether Breakdown is willing to throw aside the Decepticon cause to fight with me and my kids. It is more likely that he might just try and escape to head back to the Nemesis and return back to the Decepticon ranks.

Which, if I'm being honest might be the best path for him. But if Megatron refuses the hammer wielding lug citing weakness or some bullshit, then he might just crash out of disbelief really. Then again, Megatron is Megatron, there is no way for me to tell what the crazy bastard might do.

I mean, we are talking about the mech that looks at the literal blood of robot Satan and decided to snort that shit up when other bots would be distrusting or outright scared of the stuff. Megatron looks cool, but he's fucking unhinged.

So the safe bet would be for me to have Breakdown's core fixed up, but we aren't giving him a protoform to reforge himself in. At least for now, because high chances are that the Decepticon would still be loyal to Knockout and by extension to Megatron and the rest of the Decepticons.

We will keep his Laser Core as a potential bargaining chip just in case I need to negotiate with the Cons and their Silver Gladiator of a leader.

Letting out a sigh, I sat at a bench and placed my helm in my servo. We are horribly outnumbered and outclassed by the named warriors of both sides. All this training most likely won't be enough, we not only need experience, but we need a way to simulate battles. Training and 'sparring' with a shadow opponent is great and all, but that can only get us so far.

At least Analog had a thought about that when I brought it up, he wanted to try something but needed time as he needed to dive into the internet. Which, thanks to my experience in my past life, sounded a little fucking concerning. As there were some things within the net that should honestly never see the light of day.

For now though, I'll trust Analog to steer clear of the fucked up shit on the internet, Primus forbid if he comes across the Dark Web and sees things he shouldn't. For now though, I think it's high time I took a look at that other set of coordinates.

Alright, let's take a closer look at where it is exactly... Huh, a tiny island in the Florida Keys? Wonder what's over there, eh I'll be taking the relic visor with me and a few of the kids. Maybe Skyhaul and one of the twins. Yeah that sounds good to me, Skyhaul and maybe Chromepinion. One close up and one ranged, then there's me.

Now, where are they? Ah, I should also have Analog look for places on this planet that can hide a base, maybe dig out a hole in a mountain or something.

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Stepping out onto grasslands with a beachhead a little ways away from us, I looked around just as Skyhaul and Chromepinion came out of the ground bridge portal behind me. "Oh the heat here is nasty, I can feel my cooling fans spinning faster just to keep with the heat." I heard Chromepinion mutter.

Without even turning back, I answered him. "There's the beach. You can splash yourself with seawater if you want?"

"Nuooooh thank you! I don't want ocean salt getting into my filters or some other place. The sand is going to be even worse!" Pfft, ok Anakin.

Skyhaul's voice interrupted his brother's little spiel. "Mother, what is it that we are looking for here?"

"My ECM suites boosted by the Harbinger found a sketchy signal coming from this place. I want to check it out. Now, do you two remember what I said earlier?" This time, I did turn around in order to look at both Skyhaul and Chromepinion.

The both of them nodded at me, Skyhaul repeated my words aloud. "Should we encounter any other Cybertronian, we are to call you Optimus."

Smiling at the both of them, I nodded. My colors shifting into the red and blue of Optimus Prime, looking down at myself, I resisted the urge to form a deadpan expression. I'm now just tempted to frame shift back to the Peterbilt alt mode, cause the way this is colored now, it's making me look like I have blue thigh highs. Damn it.

Resisting the urge to sigh, I simply turned back around and re-engaged my battle mask before flipping down the relic visor. Once more my vision expanded until I could see far more than I was used to, although it was a little disorienting to suddenly start narrowing my vision down on random fast moving objects like squirrels and apparently crabs- oh hey a barracuda just eviscerated a fish.

No wait. Focus, I'm looking for energon signatures. That is the most likely culprit that was pinging off against my suites, but it didn't take long for me to see the giant glaring blue ball that moved deeper into the island. Huh, that is a lot of energon, let's go take a look.

Turning back to Skyhaul and Chromepinion, I nod my head in the direction we were supposed to go. "Alright boys, change into your alt modes, we'll be flying the rest of the way there to save time."

The both of them nodded at me before Chromepinion gave Skyhaul a joking look on his faceplate. "Try not to drop me Haul, I know it's tempting."

Even underneath his visor, I could tell Skyhaul rolled his optics in response. "Don't touch anything and I'll make sure your ride is smooth brother."

Three transformations later and I was flying more or less to escort Skyhaul's osprey form while he carried Chromepinion's alt mode inside his cargo bay. I was taking lead on this one as only I could see the signature with this visor, which thankfully showed me that we were rapidly closing the distance between us and whatever it is.

I actually think that I can take a look at it now without the visor, because the energon signature is kind of painting the entire thing blue with the visor. So I flip it up and shuttered my optics a few times before taking a good look at what it was.

Huh. Surprising, this is a long distance pod. Kind of like the one Smokescreen came with in the show, but this one looks old as hell. By that I mean the thing must have landed here LONG ago, it's completely overgrown with vines, roots, and leaves that I was surprised I could tell what it was at a glance. It also looked a little fucked up, I can see damages all over the thing.

So I dived down towards it, curiosity overwhelming me. I could hear Skyhaul's form following behind me as we both dived for the pod, I easily pulled up and shifted back into my root mode, slowly walking towards it while Skyhaul landed safely before letting Chromepinion drive out of him before the both of them transformed back as well.

I stood before it and looked around its overgrown state, trying to see if it had any insignia that could show which faction this pod belonged to. As long as I find any identifying mark, I will be able to make the decision on whether we should just blast this into oblivion or give the Autobots a helping servo of sorts.

But then again, the choice was taken out of my hands when I heard a voice I so dearly did NOT want to hear.

"Looks like Prime's got himself a few new lackeys... Surrender, and perhaps I will make your deaths swift." I almost wanted to scream in fucking terror, the one Primus damned mech on this rock I do not want to fight without ample preparation, and he just appears out of fucking nowhere when I least expect it!

Fuck fuck fuck shit fuck fuckity god DAMNED FUCK!!!

Aight, fuck it. We ball. Flipping down my relic visor and re-engaging my battle mask, I Optimus-mimed as I turned around. I could see the second energon signature and already I was dreading who would be right besiiiii- shiiiiiiiiiit.

"I cannot allow that Megatron." I say as I crank up my emotion dampener up to 95% as I felt my stress levels increase to uncomfortable heights. Not only was Megatron standing right fucking there, but so is shitting SOUNDWAVE.

Even with the slight bluish tint of the visor and the purplish-blue color of Megatron's spark signature, I could see the honest surprise in the Decepticon leader's red optics at seeing 'Optimus Prime' right in front of him. He schooled his features before he started chuckling lowly.

"Aaaahhhh~ Optimus~ I can see you got yourself a few... 'upgrades' to your frame. They will not save you from my wrath." Megatron drawled out as he took a few light steps forward, his right arm raised as he ejected his blade from underneath his fusion cannon.

"That remains to be seen. Why are you here?" I asked in Optimus' voice as I maintained 'appearances' and shifted my right servo into a blade and my left into a path blaster.

"Is it not obvious? The pod right behind you of course. I was only intending to come here with Soundwave if only just to ensure this retrieval goes without a hitch. But I do suppose that today is Soundwave's lucky day. Soundwave, go to the pod, I will keep Optimus and his lackeys busy." I saw him tilt his helm to the side as he finished speaking to me in order to give Soundwave his task. I wasted no time in doing the same, although for a different reason.

"Skyhaul, Chromepinion, leave. The both of you are no match for these two." So am I really, but I need to keep up the appearance as long as possible.

Skyhaul snapped his helm to look down at me. "But Mo-Optimus! We can't just let you fight them by yourself!"

"Megatron has a twisted sense of honor, he will accept no one other than himself to rip out my spark. Neither of you are strong enough to fight Soundwave, not even if you fought him together. Your best option is to retreat, now go!" I see from my relic visor's vision that Skyhaul and Chromepinion were hesitating, before a particularly loud stomp from me got them moving.

Megatron's optic ridge rose as he sees my kids go off on their own to retreat before looking at me with a sort of amused look. "Another one of your self-sacrificing tricks? Don't you think I would have wised up to those tactics?" He drawled out as Soundwave started to walk towards the pod.

I shrug before pointing the path blaster from him to the pod, causing Soundwave and Megatron to freeze in their tracks. "I have a feeling that whatever is in this pod, is something that you really want Megatron. Make no sudden moves, and I won't destroy this pod."

For extra effect, my shoulder mounted thermo-rocket pods opened up and readied their payload. Silence reigned over all three of us as Megatron narrowed his optics at me, and I could see Soundwave's visor 'staring' straight at me. "I'm surprised... Even after reading the reports and hearing from my officers, I didn't exactly believe that you had reawakened your ruthless streak. Especially after clashing with you on this planet's moon... Clearly I was mistaken."

Wait what, reawakened? Was Optimus a brutal beast of a fighter back in the war on Cybertron? "Does that disappoint you?"

"Not really, but I'm surprised. I didn't think that the mighty Optimus Prime would be fine with shooting a defenseless unarmed combatant." Megatron slowly rumbled as he slowly began stepping to the side, Soundwave taking his own few steps back but slowly moving towards the pod in a circle.

"You will find that I am full of surprises."

"Is that right?" I thankfully saw it with the relic visor before anything, so I jumped backwards as red energon blaster bolts rained down on my previous position. The shrill call of Laserbeak echoing through the air as Soundwave started running for the pod.

"Soundwave has a couple of them up his subspace." Megatron grinned, showing his denta as he raised his cannon to start blasting at me.

Mentally I swallow my nervousness as I raised my path blaster to shoot at him while firing off the rockets to target at Laserbeak.

I guess now is as good a time as any to start getting practice in with using these thrusters! I activate them and dashed to the side to intercept Soundwave.

Making them stop running towards the pod as they turned to react to me, one of their cyber tentacles darted out and thanks to the relic I was able to react by forcefully wrapping it around my leg and using the thrusters to essentially backflip in the air, intending to launch Soundwave overhelm and towards Megatron.

But I may have miscalculated as instead I began spinning and forcefully taking Soundwave with me, and I could see with the visor that Megatron was aiming at me but he wasn't shooting. Was he afraid he might shoot Soundwave? Huh, didn't think he'd have it in him to care about hitting his teammate.

Wait, I'm spinning. This works actually. Loading up my thermo-rockets once again, I let loose and fired multiple rockets as I spun, sending explosive rain in every direction. To be honest, I'm surprised I'm lasting this lon-OOF!

My thoughts were interrupted as I felt myself get forcefully pushed off of my spin, I was hunched over Megatron's alt mode. "Nice trick." Megatron growled out as he continued carrying me off into the sky while Soundwave and Laserbeak stayed on the ground to get to the pod.

Grunting, I raised both servos and smacked them down on Megatron's jet frame, eliciting a pained yell from Megatron as he was thrown off course and giving me enough leeway to slip off of his bumper. Transforming into my Berkut mode as I fell freely.

Jets roaring to life, I blasted through the air and cut through the air in a sharp turn in order to engage the Silver Gladiator in the skies. "Have at thee Megatron!"

This was going to suck, I know it. I did surprisingly well earlier but I doubt that this is going to last. Even with the visor, I'm going to make a mistake at some point. I hope the kids got away safely.
 
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Welp, this will totally go well! Poor NemeSIs, no plan survives the first contact with the Enemy and you have the misfortune of facing Megs. The insane Satan-snorter himself!

TFC!
 
I still could not stop giggling at Bulk's "Mine's Bigger!" line.

View: https://youtu.be/c5Y25FT7DxE?si=vc2oCb5_X4MgJ3_5

Even then, I would be fairly suspicious still, because Breakdown is more or less not only Knockout's best friend in all but name. But I could tell that he actually cared about the big lug given that he really wanted to rip C.Y.L.A.S apart. To the point he actively asked Megatron to allow him to do it.
And Knock Out is more than happy to carry out Megatron's order to put C.Y.L.A.S. under dissection table.

If SI Nemesis Prime gives Breakdown a new body, Knock Out would be grateful and also likes to check out "Optimus Prime" of his new upgrades, looking great.

Breakdown is willing to throw aside the Decepticon cause to fight with me and my kids.
If Breakdown was unwilling to join the Autobots even after Bulkhead and his fellow Team Prime comrades went through the trouble of saving him from M.E.C.H., then there's no chance for SI Nemesis Prime to convince him to join her faction.

the mech that looks at the literal blood of robot Satan and decided to snort that shit up when other bots would be distrusting or outright scared of the stuff.
And he was pals/archnemesis with Robot Space Jesus.

"Nuooooh thank you! I don't want ocean salt getting into my filters or some other place. The sand is going to be even worse!" Pfft, ok Anakin.
Seaspray: "Rookies these days. They need to get some sea legs."

Is Seaspray dead in this story? Or survived like Cliffjumper who was in a coma? In the original draft of Transformers Prime, he was supposed to be in captivity of Dreadwing inside the latter's spaceship.

"Looks like Prime's got himself a few new lackeys... Surrender, and perhaps I will make your deaths swift."
Megatron giving the best impression on SI Nemesis' kids that he is the bad guy.

"Aaaahhhh~ Optimus~ I can see you got yourself a few... 'upgrades' to your frame. They will not save you from my wrath."
Looks like Megatron likes the new and improved "Optimus". Even more when the jig is eventually up.

Skyhaul snapped his helm to look down at me. "But Mo-Optimus! We can't just let you fight them by yourself!"
I have a feeling Megatron will pick up on that and figure out that the "Optimus Prime" he faced is not the real one.

Wait what, reawakened? Was Optimus a brutal beast of a fighter back in the war on Cybertron?
Especially with his "GIVE ME YOUR FACE!" war cry on the schmuck Decepticons.

"You will find that I am full of surprises."
She's more than meets the eye. ;)

Jets roaring to life, I blasted through the air and cut through the air in a sharp turn in order to engage the Silver Gladiator in the skies. "Have at thee Megatron!"
The intense dogfight in the skies is definitely gonna get Special Agent Fowler's attention to contact Team Prime for backup while joining the aerial battle in an Enemy Mine team up against Megatron.

Fowler would be wary of SI Nemesis Prime due to being a creation of M.E.C.H. but Megatron is a lot worse.
 
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When I decided to follow my shift feeling to accompany Soundwave to retrieve Ravage from his unintentional stasis, I did not expect to come across some Autobots. Much less Optimus himself, even if he does look a bit strange, his current appearance actually mimics my own. Despite my flight capable alt mode, I am no Seeker, and I highly doubt Optimus is one too.

Not to mention this ruthless streak of his, it seems to be very inconsistent. One moment I get a report of him ripping the spinal strut of a vehicon and beating him to death with it, then the next report tells me that he spared the lives of the unconscious troopers he gave an aggressive chrome dome shining.

Already from just reading the latest inconsistent reports, I was suspicious of his brutality. I did not discount the idea that he may be doing this to confuse and disrupt my operations. He has an uncanny gift for messing with my plans, it is as enjoyable as it is infuriating.

Just like what is happening right now.

Swinging a fist straight for Optimus' helm, my optics dart to his left servo as it swiftly and seamlessly directed my fist away from him. The way he is fighting, it is both a sight to behold and something that rankles me fiercely, and is starting to give me more suspicions that this 'Optimus', might not be Optimus Prime after all.

Because not only am I not seeing the fighting styles he has developed and grown from all of our battles against each other, but he is currently fighting in such a way that he is seamlessly executing fast combo hits as well as performing unorthodox attacks. This is the opposite of his usual fighting style, most of the time he goes for heavy and powerful blows.

But the way my opponent is fighting right now...

I suddenly eject my blade to try and carve his middle open, in response he caught the blade with his knee and elbow while shifting his other servo into a blaster to no doubt shoot me in my faceplate. I reached with my other servo to grab him when he fired his hip mounted rockets to carry us into the sky.

This isn't the evolved style of the archivist turned aged warrior. This is the style of someone willing to use anything to win in a fight, as evidence with my opponent's liberal abuse of those rocket thrusters, I might even try to acquire some of my own.

I already have a feeling that this isn't my arch Nemesis, and on some level I am feeling more than a little angry that someone is daring to put on Optimus' Faceplate and trying to pass off as him. But on the other servo... this fight was actually not bad, I might even go far to say that it is enjoyable!

Optimus Prime, we have clashed against each other for millennia, I know his fighting style in and out just as he knows my own just as well. But this?

The both of us broke off from our grapple before we gave each other a punch, falling as we shifted into our alt modes. Before I could even dive in behind him, rockets fired off from 'Optimus' in every single direction, but I was not stupid. He fired those rockets at both myself and Ravage's pod.

This was a fight that reminded me of my time in the Gladiator Pits of Kaon! Especially the times where I didn't know a single thing about the way my enemies fight! It's exhilarating! Fighting unknowns like that, understanding how they fight as the match goes on, and then ruthlessly exploiting the gaps in their styles before lording my superiority over them.

Those were the battles on Kaon that I am the most proud of. I wasn't just the champion of the Pits for my Savage Might, but also my Cunning!

Oh, I can already tell. I am going to enjoy defeating my current opponent. Perhaps he can entertain me in this battle for a little more, especially if he stops trying to interrupt Soundwave's rescue. I can still feel the sting of that thruster powered kick to my neck strut.

Dodging the rockets was child's play. Though I must admit, crashing straight into me was something I did not expect from him. Most definitely, this is NOT Optimus.

The both of us crashed onto the ground, transformed back into our root mode. I was laying on my back with 'Optimus' on top of me straddling my waist. He was rearing a fist back, but I did want SOME confirmation before I started picking this one's fighting style apart.

"Care to give me your name warrior?"

This froze 'Optimus' in his tracks, and while I would have normally and shamelessly used this moment to counterattack and knock him off of me, I would be an idiot to waste the opportunity to extract any kind of information on who exactly this is. Is he another of Makeshift's kind? A Shifter? Or somebot who just so happens to look like Optimus.

"I am Optimus Prime, I thought you of all bots would know that." Aha, there. I know how Optimus speaks, his personality, and I can tell that this one is not him as there is snark in his words.

"It is precisely because of me that I am asking. Because I know Optimus, and I know that you are NOT him. So do tell me. Who is the warrior trying so hard to rip my spark out?"

My opponent was silent with his raised fist, but I can tell that he was heavily debating on answering me. Again, him talking would be something I could exploit to get a few hits in, but I want to know who this is.

But what I did not expect was the colors of 'Optimus' to ripple before shifting from the red, blue, and white into black, grey, with purple trims. Most of all, I did not expect the voice coming out of 'Optimus', be femme in nature. "Well it was fun hiding my tracks while it lasted. I knew you of all people would be able to sus me out as not being him Megatron."

Before I could reply, SHE lowered her fist and placed it on my chassis, lowering her helm until we were optic to optic. The visor she was wearing had disengaged to reveal a set of yellow optics, the faceplate and helm looked eerily like Optimus' but everything else now that I think about it looked very femme in aesthetic.

"I guess I can't stay hidden forever, but I'm not going to waste time fighting you now that my cover's been blown. No doubt your friend over there has completed whatever task was needed to open up that pod. So I will be taking my leave."

Now that she was no longer mimicking Optimus' vocal patterns, I could now accurately say that this is one snarky and cheeky femme. A banterer, oh she is going be such a 'joy' to fight. But now I've heard enough, I buck and slam my leg into her back, sending her forwards and over my helm. Standing back up was just as trivial for me.

Turning to face the femme who now stood tall facing me with her weapons out, I grin right at her with an intake full of sharp denta. "What makes you think I will let you escape me? Especially with Soundwave backing me up? Why not surrender, and maybe I won't torture you."

Yellow optics darted to the side for a brief moment before locking back onto me. Did she see something? I am not willing to have this one leave my sight. The moment I do is the moment I lose, as she would either use the chance to strike or escape, and neither options are ones that I would let her make. "Yeah, I'm going to pass on that."

I did shutter my optics as she took on Optimus' color scheme again, the visor on her faceplate fell down to cover her optics again. I roll my neck, feeling a few gears pop and lock into place.

For a brief moment, neither of us moved, only for the femme to boost to the side with her rockets while whipping her arms forward to fire off shots at me. I of course followed as fast as I could on pede while firing my fusion cannon in return at her.

Keeping my focus on my opponent, I looked on as she leaped into the air transforming into her alt mode. I was about to follow suit when she sharply turned, and started burning straight for me. She was approaching me and fast, I fired my fusion cannon to try and knock her out of the sky. However she simply transformed back into her root mode, falling towards me with a servo raised for a strike.

Ceasing my ranged assault, I pulled my fist back and threw it at her direction. My optics snapped to the exhausts of the rockets glowing. Right, now I got you.

She fired her rockets in a short burst to move her upwards, she placed her servo on top of my cannon, pushing off of it as the femme flew over my helm and landed behind me. Unfortunately for her however, I moved with the motion and twirled around and landed kick into the femme's side. Lifting her off of her pedes and throwing her to the side.

I could feel my grin widen as she literally rolled with the hit and stood back up before running straight for me, the pods on her shoulders firing off a multitude of rockets straight at me. This femme was shameless with her use of everything she has at her disposal, though I would definitely do the same.

Aiming my cannon at the ground, I fired several full powered blasts, sending dirt, smoke, and dust into the air. Charging through the smoke, I let myself fall and slide across the ground, breaking through the cloud I hit the femme's legs and knocked her over my helm. Hmm, that was sloppy of her.

Standing back up, I heard my instincts sing at me and ducked down. Dodging another one of those rocket powered kicks, I'd rather not get hit by those as much as possible. Rolling to the side, I looked up to see her land back down, the visor was disengaged and despite the battle mask covering her face, I can tell that she was displeased with something.

She then stared at me for a few brief moments before- oh? That's a different stance, and not one I am familiar with. This was exciting, does she practice different styles? How many does she have? This means that every fight with her is going to be a new experience.

I can almost forgive the fact she is using Optimus' form as a way to hide. Besides, it's not as if I would need a reason to want someone's demise.

Hmm. Perhaps I can recruit her, it wouldn't be the first time I pulled an Autobot into Decepticon ranks.

Chuckling, I ejected my blade and raised it to be level with my optics as I stared back at her. Oh it was going to be fun for me to dissect all of her fighting styles before defeating her.

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"PRIME!!! We have a situation here!" Fowler's panicked voice clearly echoed throughout the base, even through closed doors. His callout also attracted pretty much every single Autobot and human within the vicinity.

"Woah there soldier, calm down. No need to yell." Ironhide commented as he opened up the call so that they could answer back.

"I CAN'T calm down right now! Not when there is an emergency!"

"Agent Fowler, what is the emergency?" Optimus Prime had just arrived with Elita-1, asking with a raised optic ridge, he was curious and more than a little worried at what has gotten him in such a frenzy.

"Finally. Listen, here I'm giving you access to one of our satellites."

As Fowler said that, the screen opened up a window that connected to a government satellite and it was zoomed in on the Florida Keys. When the video feed's quality increased, it became readily apparent why Fowler called it an emergency.

"Woah! Is that Nemesis Prime going toe to toe with King Con?!" Miko questioned, her eyes narrowing on the two fighting.

"It's not just Megatron there, I can see Soundwave. They are at an overgrown long distance pod from what it looks like." Jazz loudly stated as he spotted the Decepticon communications chief barely in the feed.

"Listen, I heard about your little lunar adventure, but I need you to head out and deal with these two. The Big Apple's getting worried that their fighting is going to attract attention. Especially with how many explosions the two seem to be carelessly creating." Fowler piped up, his voice showed how worried he was.

"Then you came to the right place man, so when we moving out Optimus?" Cliffjumper asked excitedly, only for his excitement to die down as Ratchet rapped his metal knuckles on the back of the red scout's helm.

"Eyahp-yahp, I haven't even cleared Elita-1 for active duty and she is in a better state than you are. What makes you think I'll be letting you leave medical anytime soon?"

"Aww, come on doc! I'm feeling right as rain!" Cliffjumper pleaded as he 'flexed' at Ratchet, who looked less than impressed. Before the red scout could say anything else, he felt a jab into his side and he let out a hiss as he grabbed at the place he got jabbed before turning to face his harrasser.

It was Arcee, and she looked just as impressed as Ratchet was. "You're not going, you know that right?"

Jack stared at the feed and commented on something he found odd. "Hey, is it me or is Megatron on the defensive?"

"That is absurd, this is Megatron we are talking about here. You're saying that this cheap copy of Prime is capable of defeating Megatron?" Chromia let out a huff of disbelief, it was clear that most of the new Autobots thought the same.

Ignoring the byplay happening in the background, Optimus stared at the video feed, especially at the way Nemesis and Megatron were fighting. "It is possible." He stated aloud, much to the shock of everyone.

An uncomfortable Bulkhead clasped his servos together. "He's right. All of us fought with Nemesis once, but once was just enough. It hits just as hard as Optimus does."

Bumblebee beeped sadly while gripping his servos into fists. "Just as durable as Optimus."

Arcee finished it off with her own comment. "It is also just as fast as Optimus. I can see Nemesis giving Megatron some trouble."

Optimus narrowed his optics onto Nemesis Prime as it gave Megatron a nasty spin kick combo, but it seemed to make Megatron laugh from the look on the feed. He turned around to look at all of his comrades. "Ratchet, lock onto those coordinates and open a ground bridge now. Bumblebee, Chromia, Bulkhead, and Arcee, all of you are with me. Everyone else, be on standby."

At their nods, they were about to get ready when they heard Jack speak up again. "If you meet with Nemesis, what if it's as alive as you guys?"

They all looked at Optimus as he stared at the video feed for a few brief moments before turning to Jack. "We will... cross that bridge when we get there."

As soon as he said that, the ground bridge opened as Ratchet spoke up. "Speaking of bridges, the ground bridge is open, you better go there now or else we might lose track of the three of them."

Nodding his helm, Optimus took off into a running start followed by Bumblebee, Chromia, Bulkhead, and Arcee as they all transformed into their alt modes, driving straight into the portal.

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I live bitches. Also I got wurk now.
 
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Awesome Chap. Just wondering if your smart boy could take all of human media/data for Martial Arts, Tear it apart and remake it for the NemeSIS kids to use for combat? Might not get much but could get at least something from it. Might take a while though.
 
Chapter 20: Great Escape
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How in the flying fuck, am I NOT DEAD yet?!?!

I mean, of course, I'm not complaining about that. But this is fucking Megatron who is the fucking Silver Gladiator of fucking Kaon. The mech whose so much of a fucking skilled fighter, it wouldn't be a fucking exaggeration to say he fought a whole fucking army of gladiators and fucking win!

Am I using the expletive too much in my helm right now? Yes. Am I using it correctly due to my situation? Also yes.

It is taking me EVERYTHING I have in my arsenal both physical and mental in order to keep up with Megatron. While I may have caught him off guard a few times, I think that was just him trying to expect Optimus' fighting style from me. Something I'm not really proficient in, and he picked up on that real fast considering he started probing me for openings.

Ones that forced me to use the visor relic as much as possible, only for that relic to quickly become a liability early on in the fight. For some reason, I was taking notice of too many things, and it was getting harder and harder to tear my gaze away from those things. A few times I couldn't stop watching a leaf fall until it stopped moving.

Halfway into our battle with each other, the visor became too much for me to use. I knew that if I kept on using it, then I was going to get distracted from the imminent pain that was the Megatron Freight Train. Which was a shame since I was abusing the shit out of it in order to keep up with Megsy. Without it, the fight just got a whole lot harder.

But oddly enough, it wasn't by much? Of course I had the advantage of 'knowing' multiple fighting styles and modified martial arts, the fact that I could switch between them on the fly and throw off the flow of the fight was good. Because this apparently forced Megatron to slow down in order to feel out what I can do with the current style I'm using.

It was an advantage that I'm hoping to keep for as long as possible, especially since it let me land a few combo strikes against him. Though I think he's enjoying this far too much for my comfort. Even after landing on my servos and using my thrusters to rapidly spin kick him into the air and flying into a tree, the bastard just stood up with a wide grin rolled his fucking neck strut and shoulder.

Now though? We were pretty much slugging it out, punch for punch, kick for kick, and blade for blade. It was taking me everything I have in order to keep up with him and not die. But I was burning through a LOT of energon in order to do this, especially with my liberal use of my thrusters and thermo rockets.

I had to catch him off guard and fast so that I could escape. I felt a solid strike against my 'stomach' and reached forward to grapple the arm. Using the thrusters again, I quickly tried to put Megatron into a lock. It was partially successful as we both fell gracelessly onto the sandy beach, but due to how we were both built, it looked more like I was just hugging his arm while my pedes were on his faceplate.

Hmm... Fuck it, I can work with this. "What is your plan here?" I heard Megsy ask me with what sounds like a grunt.

As fast as possible, I 'stomp' on his faceplate while I twist my entire body, trying to break Megatron's arm or anything really. I heard him yell before I heard some metal groaning underneath me.

But right before I could finish trying to break, snap, or just straight up tear off his arm, he slammed his other arm onto the ground and he somehow used the force of that to get him to stand up. All the while carrying me with his one confined arm as he swung me around like some kind of deformed club.

Megatron unfortunately managed to knock me off of his arm by repeatedly slamming me against the ground and anything within his reach. I had to let go after the fifth attack as I could see the diagnostics basically tell me that continually taking damage like that was a horrible idea.

Firing my thrusters up again, I performed a back flip and landed a good distance away. Watching as Megatron inspected his left arm as he clenched the servo into a fist an- did he just wince? I watched as his optics slowly slide over to look at me, his mouth slowly stretching into a very wide and sharp grin.

"Oh, you DEFINITELY don't fight like Optimus. No... you fight just like me." Wait what, you fucking what. I'm nothing like you! You're a mech who takes pleasure in breaking down his opponents!

Unless...

"If you mean using everything in my arsenal to stack advantages in my favor... then yes, I suppose we can be similar." My little quip only served to make the mech's smile stretch even wider. Please don't do that, it unnerves the shit out of me.

"Quite." Was all the warning he gave me as he dashed at me with a speed that surprised me, jumping backwards I transformed into my alt mode. My wings cutting through the sky as I soared above the clouds, dodging and weaving between the various purple blasts coming from Megatron as he chased me through the open air.

Transforming into my root mode, I looked 'up' to see Megatron flying straight for me, this gave me the opportunity to fire off my thrusters once again in order to dash straight for him with a readied punch. Only for me to shutter my optics once as he too transformed into his root mode in order to try and hit me with his own punch.

At least, that was what I thought.

Turns out, Megatron was a fan of combos as well. He actually deflected my punch off to the side with his damaged left arm, slugging me across the faceplate with his right, followed by a short lived grab into a helm-butt, a knee to my chest and ending with him grabbing my helm, pulling back before throwing me back at the direction of the ground.

Firing off my thrusters a few times, I righted myself and slowed my fall enough to land with just a light crash. Shaking my helm, I quickly jumped to the side, and just in time too. As Megatron had crashed into the spot I was just occupying a few seconds ago, kicking up sand and even a little bit of dirt creating a small crater.

I REALLY need to get going now, as I highly doubt I'll be able to last much longer. But doing so might be impossible since not only am I fighting the big bad silver mech of the Decepticons himself, Soundwave is also right here, I can try to escape from one. But from both? Hah, not in a million years.

As we ran towards each other, I decided to try something stupid. After redirecting one of his punches, I spun around him and grabbed his waist in order to suplex him over my helm and into the sand.

Surprisingly enough? It worked. I managed to bury the bastard's upper half into the beach, but that will NOT hold him long. I quickly let go and started running off, seeing Soundwave in the corner of my optic pointing at me with Laserbeak flying over their helm straight at me as their mechanical tentacles reached into the pod to pull out something.

If that wasn't bad enough, I could hear the explosion behind me and a yell of indignation coming from the gladiator I unceremoniously buried into the sand. Using my hip mounted thrusters, I 'moon jumped' as far as I could towards the tree line further inland, taking care to dodge incoming blaster fire.

"You will not escape me!" I heard Megatron yell behind me, followed by even more blaster fire from his riot cannon.

"Yes I will!" I Optimus' mimed back as I entered the tree line and slid to a stop as I came faceplate to faceplate with the very mech I was mimicking along with some bots from his merry band of do-gooders.

My yellow optics stared into Optimus' startled blue ones before I flicked my gaze over my shoulder and back at the tense Autobot team. I gave them a two digit salute before jumping and dashing off to the right, deeper into the forest with the help of my mounted thrusters.

I heard a faint cry of "Wait!" coming from the Autobots, but I did not entertain it as I was in a dangerous spot. My energon stores were getting dangerously low and I needed to escape YESTERDAY.

Thankfully, it didn't take long for blaster fire to pick up in the distance behind me. Seems like Megatron just met up with Optimus and his team. Speaking of which, if I saw them right, then they were Bumblebee, Bulkhead, Chromia, and- Woah!!!"

A blue bolt of energized energon zipped past my helm and I twirled around on the spot, killing the jets and slid to a stop in a small clearing. There right across from me was a little blue motorcycle femme, Arcee. Huh, want to go for round four? Hmm? That expression on her faceplate, it looks hesitant?

Ah, then again she's pretty much tangoed with Nemesis Prime three times already. If she hadn't learned her lesson of getting into close range with me, then she deserved to be picked up and thrown like a javelin. Moreover... why did she go after me again on her lonesome?

I carefully eyed Arcee as I took a few experimental steps to my right, and saw the blue femme in front of me also take a few steps to her right as she unfurled her arm blades.

Ok. Assess the current situation. I'm low on energon, I'm trying to escape, and Arcee here seems to want to keep me occupied. Most likely to bog me down until the rest of the Autobot team arrives after driving Megsy and Soundwave away... Yeah, no. I'm not waiting for them to catch me like this.

A solid solution? Do the opposite thing I've been doing whenever coming across them. Time to go on the attack again!

It might even be a good idea, especially with how surprised the femme was as I blitzed straight for her jets blazing. She may be smaller and more agile, but I was keeping up with her by abusing the hell out of the jet engines.

Lashing out with a kick straight to her 'gut' and folding her around my leg, I shuttered my optics as I saw her hold on before she started bashing her blades against my leg. Jeez, feisty little bugger aren't you? Using the jet thrusters to dash around the clearing, I took a page out of Megatron's book and started kicking at trees, basically slamming Arcee's back against them repeatedly, eliciting cries of pain from her and forcing her to let go.

Good.

Taking advantage of the situation, I dashed away before I spun on the spot, targeting everything I possibly could in my vicinity before letting loose a veritable storm of thermo rockets. I needed cover to escape while she's still recovering, with the ordnance sent flying, I decided to take to the skies myself.

As explosions started appearing around the clearing, I jumped into the air and transformed into my alt mode, jet form's abused engines roaring as I cut through the sky and towards the clouds. The only flyers here would be Megatron and Soundwave, but I think I can safely say they are too busy with Optimus and the others.

After a few seconds I had to dodge a few blaster bolts, Arcee managed to recover fast. But it's too late, I've gotten away!

...

Crashing into the cloud and cutting through to the other side, it had just dawned on me what had just happened. Even with the dampener in place, I could feel disbelief, amazement, and an overwhelming need to lay down on a berth all rising within me at a rather concerning pace.

But of course it's with good reason! I had just fought Megatron and Soundwave while also somehow managing to escape! Granted of course, Megatron was probably curious at me using different styles and wanted to observe me, and I didn't even truly engage Soundwave in servo to servo, and I knew I only escaped thanks to Optimus and his crew...

Still! That was far too crazy and far too stupid for me to have done. What was I thinking?! Now not only is Megatron going to be curious about me, I had pretty much just showed him that the Autobots are not the only other faction on this planet.

I had to give it to Megatron though, the damned mech hits HARD. A few hits from him and I'm already very uncomfortable with how much damage I've accumulated.

Mentally sighing, I was about to open a bridge back to the Harbinger when I noticed something out of the corner of my vision. Focusing onto it, I stared at it in disbelief as I saw what was undoubtedly Skyhaul flying towards me, and I knew without a doubt that it was him as I received a hail from the mech as well as Chromepinion.

Of course I accepted the hail and spoke for the first time in my natural voice. "First of all, why aren't you back at the base, and second of all, fly with me. We need to get a good distance away from this area before opening a bridge."

"We were worried about you mother. From reading the files back at the Harbinger, Megatron is the leader of the Decepticons and one of the most dangerous mechs, Soundwave being a close second, and we left you behind to face both of them." The honest worry in Skyhaul's voice pretty much knocked out every little bit of righteous parental fury I had at being disobeyed.

Ah dang it, what a way to make me feel like an ass. Hmm... You know what? Let's tone down for a bit, focus on building up more before interacting with the other factions. We'll very much need it, and we still have the huge haul of energon from that mine, we won't be running out of it anytime soon.

"I'm a little roughed up kid, but let's go home. I could use some rest, a bit of energon, and a power down right about now." Saying that seemed to change something with him, the modified osprey form flew up and- oh that's adorable. He's escorting me, I'm fine with this, if it'll help them feel better.

Man, I'm beat. Ok, note to self, don't try to go mano-a-mano with Megamano, it is a horrible idea and I should feel ashamed of it.

Finding a place on this rock to build a hidden base seems like a very appealing idea right about now.
 
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First of all. Love the fic, lot of personality in the characters shown, second of all love Megatron getting suplexed. Oh! And I actually know the upload schedule its clearly every *gets shiv-ed by TheLunchKing's muse and hidden in a dark alleyway*
 
Interlude: A Grim Result
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Interlude: A Grim Result
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"Ok, while your damage looks bad, they aren't as severe as I originally thought. Now that I have established that you are going to be fine medically, I think it is within my right to say this." Ratchet took a deep intake of air before exploding.

"ARE YOU TRYING TO GET YOURSELF SENT TO THE SCRAPYARD?!?!?!"

Arcee winced as she heard the indignant, but righteously so, voice of the Autobot's one and only medic. She couldn't really blame him for raising the volume of his voice, even she had to think to herself that what she did was essentially as good an idea as Cliffjumper's usual ones.

Which to say of course, meant that they were bad ideas.

"I will have to agree with the doc on this one 'Cee, that was really risky of you to do that." Said mech's own worried voice toned out his two chits, and she had to hide another wince. If CLIFFJUMPER, the mech who thought of bad ideas and thought them good said that what she did was a BAD idea of all things, then she didn't have an excuse.

"Before anyone else starts laying into Arcee, I want to ask her a question." Elita-One walked through the whole group, softly nudging them aside as she sat down beside Arcee on the berth. "Why did you go off on your own to confront them in the first place?"

Hearing that, Arcee looked away from Elita as she remembered her little thought process at the time when she broke off from the team while they fought off Megatron, Soundwave, and his symbiotes Laserbeak and a newly revived Ravage.

"I... I wanted to tie it down. I was planning on keeping it in place until everyone else arrived to help me subdue it." The blue motorcycle femme voiced her reasons, keeping one of them close to her chassis as she didn't want to voice that one in particular.

Bumblebee beeped out his retort as he lightly scratched the side of his helm with his digits. "-And you thought that was a good idea given our track record with it?"

A light stomp from Optimus Prime brought all chatter to a halt, turning their heads to the leader of the Autobots. He uncrossed his arms and looked at Arcee with a critical optic, as if judging her very soul before he shut his optics. "Arcee. While your reasoning is commendable, it was unwise of you to go and engage my wayward double on your own. With that in mind, I have come to a decision."

"With your recent actions regarding Nemesis Prime, whenever we are to engage with my double, you will not be among those that I pick. Understand?" Optimus gave his order, and Arcee couldn't help but wince at the sharp sting to her pride. It was understandable, she even understood it well, but she wanted to see, she wanted to know.

"On to other topics, we at least know why Megatron and Soundwave were out there together. Soundwave was retrieving one of their lost symbiotes and Megatron came along with them as one hell of a backup." Bulkhead spoke, using one of those phrases Miko had been teaching him, but it was fitting for the situation.

Jazz let out what almost sounded like a groan similar to what humans do when voicing their dismay or disappointment. "Greaaaaat, Soundwave was already such a tough piece of slag WITHOUT a symbiote. They're going to be a nightmare now that they have two of them back... Speaking of which, what happened to Rumble and Frenzy? Those two were never far behind Soundwave after all."

"Last I recall, they were present when Soundwave boarded the Ark, but after we had fallen into that unstable bridge I have never seen plating nor aft of them since." Wheeljack commented with a shrug, and that put the other Autobots into a little bit of a concern.

For good reason. If Ravage was found and still active, then there was a good chance the last two symbiotes of Soundwave would also be active somewhere in the cosmos.

Chromia idly patted her shield. "I'll have to say, fake or not, this Nemesis Prime thing is quite strong. Their fight with Megatron knocked the air out of his tank and tired him a bit, I managed to block one of his attacks and NOT get sent flying like the last time I tried to do that."

Bulkhead nodded his helm at that, a serious look on his faceplate. "Yeah, while the thing isn't a real Prime, it can sure hit like one. Getting punched by it felt like getting hit by Optimus when he wasn't holding back on us during spars. It hurts."

Cliffjumper raised his arm a bit and looked more than a little concerned. "By the way, this might sound weird but... does anyone feel more than a little creeped out by this Nemesis' ability to shift and modify their frame so much?"

While a few of them nodded their helms, that also included Ratchet surprisingly. That also attracted the attention of the humans within the room, namely Raf and Jack. Raf spoke up with a tilt of his head. "What do you mean? Doesn't it work like that fake Wheeljack?"

Ratchet shook his helm at Rafael. "It's not that simple. Makeshift's ability is to mimic other cybertronians, taking on their forms within reason, and the average cybertronian can take on any alternate mode they want. Even switching between a land based alt mode to a flight based one isn't rare, it's how the aerialbots were formed. You would just need to take the prerequisite lessons in order to not crash into something, as well as overwriting your previous alt mode. But-"

"Overwriting your previous Alt mode isn't that easy, your frame will undergo between a small to a massive shift depending on the alt mode scanned. For example, if Bumblebee were to scan a different vehicle of roughly the same size, then his frame shift would be minor to unnoticeable. However, if he were to choose to scan say a jet, then his frame will shift into something wildly different. It is not a decision to be taken lightly." Ironhide cut in, adding onto Ratchet's explanation. The autobot medic nodding along with red weapons specialist.

"Then we of course have Nemesis Prime here, choosing at least four different forms like it is no one's business, and each of them are wildly different." Jazz said as he scratched his helm at that, he even looked mildly disturbed at it now that Cliffjumper mentioned it.

Jack let out an inquisitive hum, drawing the attention of the Autobots. "So Nemesis Prime has been a truck, a tank, a helicopter, and then a jet. I mean, to us, it just looks like another cybertronian transforming. Why does it look so creepy to you?"

This time it was Optimus who spoke up. "To put it into perspective, imagine if you will. A human that looks remarkably similar to yourself. Then it shifts into a different human while still bearing a passing resemblance to yourself. Now imagine them changing into other humans. That is how we see Nemesis Prime at the moment."

Raf blinked before speaking up as it dawned on him what that meant. "Ah! The Uncanny Valley treatment!"

That confused the autobots. "The what?"

Raf decided to explain as the more he thought about it, the more it started making sense. "Uncanny Valley at its core explains about how something looks real but you definitely know it isn't. We use that term whenever looking at ai generated images of humans, they LOOK human, but there's something about them that unsettles you and you know they aren't as real as they look."

Ratchet shutters his optics at that before throwing his arms up into the air. "Why do humans have a lot of these phrases and terms that reference obscure stuff?!"

This time, Jack cheekily answered. "We get bored a lot of the time."

"Evidently." Ratchet let out what almost sounded like a snort.

Arcee recalled her encounters with Nemesis Prime. How despite the fact it looked like Optimus, even with the frame shift, something about that mech unsettles her so.

Uncanny Valley huh? It fits.

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"My liege, if I may be so bold as to ask. But what did you do to your arm? I'm seeing a lot of wear and tear in your joints, any more stress put on it and your arm would have either snapped or been ripped out of its socket!" Knockout questioned with wide red optics as he overlooked the screens showing an x-ray of Megatron's arm, some of the joints looked like they were in the middle of being pulled loose.

The Silver Gladiator himself chuckled as he sat on the berth with a few cords attached to his left arm. The one he remembered the disguised femme clung onto. His instincts served him well that moment, that femme was more than willing to try and rip off his arm using her whole body.

"Prime has gotten himself a new soldier, one that can disguise herself as him. I believe it is she that has been terrorizing our soldiers and raiding the mines." Megatron took a slight bit of pleasure in seeing Knockout's faceplate scrunch up in disbelief and a little bit of fear. He knew that it was because that this femme is a bot that can clash with Megatron and deal him damage if he wasn't careful.

"If this femme is a bot that can deal this much damage to you... Then do you wish for us to send a strike force to deal with her?" Knockout idly questioned as he looked through his tools to find something he could use to repair the innards of his liege.

"No."

The sudden and rather loud command froze Knockout as he slowly turned to see Megatron glaring straight at him. He couldn't help but flinch at seeing the Leader of the Decepticons staring at him as if he was trying to burn a hole straight through his red chassis.

"Make no mistake, that femme will either die or join us. But it will be a choice that I will give her with MY servos. Understand?"

"O-of course Lord Megatron!!!" The red speeder car stood at attention, shaking in his pedes as he shakilysmirked at Megatron. Trying to look uncaring at the glare but failing.

"Now, this arm of mine has an easy solution. I KNOW I have a few spares of my limbs laying around in stasis lock. Go find one, we can either repair this one or scrap it later." Megatron let out a vent as he pulled his damaged arm free from the cords, ignoring the way Knockout ran out of the medical bay and straight past Soundwave.

Soundwave looked at the fleeing form of Knockout for a brief moment before returning them gaze to Megatron and walked into the medical bay, the doors closing shut behind them. It didn't even take a nano klik for Megatron to realize who was in the room with him.

"Soundwave, report. How is Ravage?"

Nodding their helm, Soundwave's visor lit up as a recording of Hijack's voice played. "Hmm... The damaged stasis pod was somewhat intact but still wrecked enough that the stasis lock was incomplete. But thankfully it kept his energon in stasis, he'll be fine, just going to clean up the rust and give his metal a thorough shine and he'll be good to go!"

Megatron nodded his helm at that before turning to look straight at Soundwave. "Good. What about our new 'friend' hmm?"

They didn't miss a beat as their visor lit up to show Soundwave's perspective of the fight between Megatron and the fake Optimus. Red optics narrowed as he watched the femme fly around the field with those hip mounted engines.

"Any info on those fighting styles of hers?"

The visor faded into a blank screen before lighting back up to show what appeared to be three human martial artists. Each performing some attacks and movements that looked eerily similar to how the femme moved against him.

"Human martial arts you say? Clearly modified of course since it had to accomodate a cybertronian's unique physique. But still..." Megatron was very much interested, he would call humans weak, unskilled, and perhaps even cowardly. But even he had to admit, the three styles shown were all about conserving stamina while dealing crippling blows.

He found it amusing, that the race such as humans would have figured out ways to give each other crippling injuries with little to no effort. In a variety of ways as well. Already, Megatron could pick apart a few moves that he could easily incorporate into his martial arsenal.

Though he stopped for a brief moment, this was the advantage that the femme held over him. She had thrown servos with him just a few Earth hours ago and it was by far the most fun he had since fighting Optimus and fighting back in his gladiator days.

He stared at the feed for a while before turning away. "Keep that to yourself Soundwave."

Megatron saw his most trusted subordinate and dare he say it, friend tilted their head at him. Most likely giving him a questioning stare as to why he isn't taking advantage and learning more of this.

The Silver Gladiator let out a low chuckle, he turned until he was completely facing Soundwave. "Don't get me wrong Soundwave, this isn't out of fareness. I could tell that this femme is going to be a hard core to crack. I want to take her fighting style apart, piece by piece, and I want her to cower and beg as I lord my superiority over her like I did every single other gladiator back in Kaon. I want her to know that I did it myself, with no research, no outside assistance, just from me studying her. I want my victory to be assured and unquestionable!"

His declaration seemed to interest Soundwave, as they nodded before their visor deactivated. They too, knew of Megatron's reasoning, but it was nice of the fellow gladiator to confirm it. Despite their friendship, Megatron did rub it in Soundwave's faceplate when they lost to him. Granted it was way too close for comfort, but at least Megatron acknowledged them to be just as good as he is, which was nice.

They tuned out Megatron's little muttering about perhaps maybe getting his own frame modifications. Which was a little interesting since he usually frowned upon using such things.

However...

There was one thing that bothered Soundwave.

They had kept a few private records of the Cybertronian Census. It's how they seemed to have information on everyone, and while Megatron knew of its existence, he let Soundwave keep it to themselves.

Out of every inhabitant that was ever forged and lived on Cybertron.

This femme. Was not. Among them.
 
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The Silver Gladiator let out a low chuckle, he turned until he was completely facing Soundwave. "Don't get me wrong Soundwave, this isn't out of fareness. I could tell that this femme is going to be a hard core to crack. I want to take her fighting style apart, piece by piece, and I want her to cower and beg as I lord my superiority over her like I did every single other gladiator back in Kaon. I want her to know that I did it myself, with no research, no outside assistance, just from me studying her. I want my victory to be assured and unquestionable!"
Megatron talking sounds like very suspiciously lewd.
 
Look, cybertronian romance is a complex and intimate affair, made more so by the lack of reproductive mechanics and biological imperatives. The simple fact of the matter is that any sufficiently developed interaction, including (especially) opposition, is going to have the potential romantic overtones should it reach a given point because for cybertronians there's not a specific path to or for romance the way there is for human cultures.

Of course Megs is rushing things because of how deeply impressed he is by this newcomer and how much they resemble an old foe/friend. He doesn't realize he's dealing with a barely out of the pod child soldier.
 
Look, cybertronian romance is a complex and intimate affair, made more so by the lack of reproductive mechanics and biological imperatives. The simple fact of the matter is that any sufficiently developed interaction, including (especially) opposition, is going to have the potential romantic overtones should it reach a given point because for cybertronians there's not a specific path to or for romance the way there is for human cultures.

Of course Megs is rushing things because of how deeply impressed he is by this newcomer and how much they resemble an old foe/friend. He doesn't realize he's dealing with a barely out of the pod child soldier.
To be honest, Megatron might be even more impressed that the monster he was facing was a little less than a month old. She has so much time to get even more dangerous, and to a gladiator like Megatron that must sound amazing.
 
To be honest, Megatron might be even more impressed that the monster he was facing was a little less than a month old. She has so much time to get even more dangerous, and to a gladiator like Megatron that must sound amazing.
And that Megatron would acknowledge SI Nemesis Prime as an honorary Cybertronian compared to C.Y.L.A.S. whom he deem him as an abomination.

I am anticipating of the MECH leader making a move when he finds out his Damcles Satellite is taken and Chimera-1 (Miko gave the name of Nemesis Prime but MECH would give our MC their designation) came alive.
 
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