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Warning: This story contains spoilers for TFP episode "Darkest Hour." Read at your own discretion.
Notes: One-shot; story is acceptable for all audiences
Ratchet peered out from his hiding place, a small, cramped cave at the base of a limestone cliff.
The cave was hardly a "proper" cave--created as it was by large slabs of fallen rock that had weathered from the walls of the surrounding gorge. But, seeing as he was light on other options, it was the best he could do given the circumstances.
His spark tightened painfully at the recollection, but he had little time to linger on it. Outside, something that might have been a muffled human voice reached his audio receptors. He wished, desperately, that he could make a more accurate assessment, but given the dense vegetation and irregular topography, he had to accept that "voice" would have to do as a descriptor.
Hunkering down as best as
UselessIt was quiet.
Optimus Prime walked through the halls of the Autobot base, checking over each of the Cybertronians residing inside. Bumblebee was watching Rafael as the boy drove his remote controlled car around the room. Smokescreen and Jack were discussing some human customs, the new recruit cracking jokes when he deemed fit. Optimus had yet to see the other Autobots, though he was more concerned about one of them.
Bulkhead had left suddenly, disappearing into the farthest corners of the building. That had been expected, as the former wrecker was upset earlier that day. A larger concern was that his human partner had vanished as well.
Optimus stepped into the main chamber, where two other Autobots stood. Optimus greeted Ratchet with a nod, which the medic returned, before Optimus walked over to Arcee. Arcee heaved off of the wall she was leaning on at her leader's arrival. She waited for Optimus to
Chapter 1: The attack
The sun was shining brightly as Bumblebee and Raf where driving around in Jasper. The Decepticons were very quiet the last few weeks. It even made Optimus worried about it.
So everyone kept themselves busy. Ratchet would work on something, Optimus would go out on a patron or watch the screens for any Decpeticon activity. Miko would drag Bulkhead to one of those monster truck shows or rock with her guitar. Jack would be hanging around with Smokescreen or driving around Arcee.
Raf was enjoying the cold breeze blowing in hair as he held his head out Bumblebee's window. "This is great, Bee!" he said as Bee drove a bit faster.
Raf smiled when Bee set his radio on and play a good song. They kept driving around until two black cars drove behind them. 'Uho!' thought Bumblebee as he saw them.
"What is it, Bumblebee?" Raf asked as he saw Bumblebee speeding up. Bumblebee made some sounds, telling Raf what was going on. "What?! The 'cons are behind us?! Okay, I'll hold
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
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