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D-16 gritted his denta as Orion told him to follow him...what was the damned bastard up to now? With a short vent he followed after his dim-processored friend, watching as the blue and red mech twisted and turned through the alleyways. "If we miss the race because of your stupid plans...I know this may be fun for you but I am not amused." Orion just huffed grinning his stupid grin. "Trust me Dee! You're going to love this...don't be a glitch!" He said as he started climbing up some sort of ladder, D-16 gasped in offense. "I am not a glitch! You don't be a glitch." He huffed following Orion up the ladder. They were walking through some sort of vental area? He didn't exactly know. Orion stopped him as he grabbed onto one of the rods at the entrance of the big area. "Don't want to get trapped in one of these! It'll fly you half across Iacon city." The thing turned on, lifting them both off their feet. D-16 immediately grabbed onto the other rod as a big gust of air flew past them...he also didn't have to ask how Orion knew it would fly them half across of Iacon...he probably knew from experience. Afterwards they landed as the thing stopped, Orion happily jogging across the bridge, D-16 not far behind. What was Orion up to now? "Dude I had us good seats and everything! You know hard it us for us to find decent seats where we can see?!" D-16 grumbled. He wasn't in the mood for Orion's games. They went up another ladder and just as D-16 was about to complain once again Orion pulled him up and faced him outward...they were above the starting line.

Holy...Primus they were above the starting line! D-16 immediately walked up to the red tinted glass as he looked down. He could see some of his favorite racers from right here! Like they had front row seats! "So....what do you think?" Orion asked as he leaned against the glass. "....you did this....for me?" He asked as he looked over a Orion. "For us." He held up his servo in a fist. D-16 smiled and fist bumped the other...any anger he had was gone. He smiled widely as he looked down at the racers, not noticing Orion’s guilty look he had. D-16 started pointing out different racers. There was Mirage, he was known fir his disappearing technique; Cliffjumper, he was known more for falling behind and off the track than anything actually cool...; Silverbolt, Blurr, Motormouth, Meanstreak, Hotrod! And...ugh..Darkwing. He groaned in annoyance, about to complain when Sentinel appeared. D-16 smiled in excitement. It was. The. Prime! There was some speaker talking about him before Sentinel flew off of his post before going around and high living some other mechs...oh how he'd love to be in their position! He landed on a perch before speaking.

"Yess! It is good to be home!" He let the crowd cheer before continuing. "My friends. My Cybertronian family. It has been precisely 50 cycles since the Quintessons invaded our hom. 50 cycles since we lost the Matrix of Leadership....and our energon supply dried up. 50 cycles since the battle that killed the other Primes...my brothers and sisters in arms." His head tilted down before his platform began moving, looking up as he spread his arms out. "Today we honor the Primes who gave our lives for ours..." Holograms of the Primes started to appear on by one. D-16's optics scanned each on of them before landing on Megatronus Prime..his servo going to his right shoulder where his Megatronus Prime decal sat, his optics going down a bit. Orion placed a servo on his left shoulder giving him a small weary smile. D-16 gave the smile back with his own, bith their helms going and watching Sentinel as he continued. "And showed them that the strength of Cybertron will never be diminished." People bowed their heads in grievance and respect. Sentinel let that shimmer for a moment before clapping his hands. "But...set your grievances aside for they would not want you to see their deaths as something in vain. So set your weary thoughts aside and let's enjoy this race!" He put his hands to the air and mechs started cheering. D-16 smiled and Orion did the same, D-16 was practically buzzing with energon. He loved watching these races.

"Racers!" His gaze fell to the race below him. "On your marks...get set!" Letting a dramatic pause go. D-16 smiled, "I can't believe we get to watch from the start! We're so.close it's almost like we're in the ra-" He didn't get to finish his sentence as he stumbled forward a bit, Orion having pit something on his back. He steadied himself, the glass turning a shade of orange yellow, the sound of tires squealing and engines whirring as the racers below got ready to roll or fly. "Why'd you bring jetpacks?" Orion just gave him a smile...a smile D-16 has seen all too much before....his guilty smile. "It's time to show them we're more than meets the eye." "...Oh Prim-" "Go!" Sentinel yelled as his arms dropped quickly, the glass turning green, floor giving out underneath the two cogless mechs before D-16 could even curse the red and blue one out. The racers zoomed past immediately. D-16 landed Don his chassis with a pained groan, Orion landing on his pedes. D-16 tried to stand but Orion tackled him to the ground to avoid getting ran over before grabbing him by the back of his back armor near his neck as he started running, activating his pack, D-16 let out a scream...though he wouldn't ever admit that. "You're crazy Pax! Crazy do you hear me!" He felt his feet get off the ground as Orion took flight. He just smiled at the other before activating D-16's pack and letting him go to get himself stable. "This isn't some game yknow?!" He threw his arm up as he flew a bit wobbly next to Orion. Even experienced racers could get hurt...and they were just cogless bots! It was like he wanted them dead!

Everything was too loud. There was applauding, screams of falling racers, the announcer telling everyone he and Orion were in the damn race...calling them miners. Because yeah...they were just miners! He shouldn't be out on this stupid death trap of a field, he should be in the stands watching! "Pax if we survive this I'm going to kill you! Do you hear me?!" "I accept those terms Dee!" He heard the playful voice of Orion next to him. This wasn't some damn game! He stared forward taking deep vents. He had to stay calm...he had too or else they would probably both die! The first obstacles came ahead...blasts to mess with transformers, zappers...he glanced at Orion as one blasted. He flinched, "Watch out!" He pushed Orion out of the way, bith of them falling onto the track, not having enough time to just get to their feet as a car was coming. They were running now. "I owe you one!" "More like you owe me like a thousand!" He turned his helm back to look infront of them as they ran. They weren’t in last place...which was surprising. "I'm surprised we're not in last plaaaaace!" As he said place they fell off...of course it was a drop...how the hell did be forget about the damn drop! As they fell he heard Darkwing yell behind him. "Miners!" He then felt him slam into his back in his plane mode. Ugh that hurt...even more than when the bastard punched him in his face. Orion caught him and they started off. Sliding against the drop they had ascended on and started running.

The second obstacle...a damn speed tunnel. There were speed boosts almost everywhere but hell they weren't useful to him and Orion who were just running! "We aren't fast enough!" Orion's optics looked around before he yelled back, "Improvise!" Improvise? Seriously?! How the hell were they going to impro- he watched as Orion hopped onto the back of a racer car and jumped up grabbing a plane racer...and off he went...okay...okay he could improvise like that. Didn't look hard..he looked around before hoping onto an orange and black car, Spinoff! "Hey get off!" He yelled...this was not how he wanted to meet some of his favorite racers... "Spinoff huge fan!" He hopped off and onto another who yelled at him. "So sorry!" He cursed under his breath...mostly cursing Orion for getting them into this mess. The mech her was on dodged a block that sprung up from the floor almost causing D-16 to fall off. He looked up to see Orion getting kicked off the plane racer he had grabbed, falling backwards. D-16 hissed as he saw Oriom hit the ground infront of him, reaching his servo out and grabbing him just in time as the past him. Orion's pack flew off and exploded behind them...poor mechs. He saw Orion smile up at him with a small laugh...damn Orion and his contagious smile. They looked forward, hoping off the mech D-16 had been on as they transformed into their bot form. The next obstacle was something they had to jump through, Hexagonal shaped holes that shifted open and close. "Time it just right!" Orion said beside him. He nodded...waiting for his signal as he ran. As soon as he heard Orion's voice say now he jumped through. 

"Move!" He heard from behind him as he landed. What? He was suddenly tackled by a green bot who had an orange visor...kinda reminded him of Jazz. He was tackled and practically flung over the side of the track, his pack now long gone. Frag! He started to panic some in that small time frame before he felt Orion catch him. He was pulled up and he vented in relief...but it was short lived as he watched the actual racers rush by. The announcer, who he now decided was an absolute spike, said that it was time to get to the actual race. He groaned in annoyance...this was Orion's stupid idea to begin with so why was he upset about now being in last? Damn Orion and him infecting him... "We'll never catch up now." Orion sighed before they both paused hearing one of those vents power on and blow. They looked at each other before the vent before smiling. They rushed over as it started to whir up again, they both stood in it before they were blasted off. Flying through the air, screaming with excitement and adrenaline. They soon saw the racers again...nearing first! They landed right ontop of Darkwing, serves the bastard right! He yelled something as Orion and D-16 rolled off him and started to run again. He's never felt so...alive? Maybe Orion was right...maybe it was time they showed Iacon that they were more than just cogless bots...more than just miners...more than met the optic. He heard Darkeing yell, "Miners!" like the racist prock he was. Orion just smiled and waved him off, "Good effort Darkwing!" The comment got D-16 to crack a chuckle as they ran towards the fourth and final obstacle. "That actually worked! It actually fragging worked Pax!" Orion smiled, "Is this the dumbest thing you've ever done?!" "Oh yeah! It's up there alright!"

This obstacle was a magnetic spinning tunnel that turned off and off. They ran through the first one, floating as they gasped before their pedes hot the floor...a second later and they would've been like one of the racers now trapped in the magnetic tunnel. They got to the second tunnel...watching as a femme seeker reached out screaming no before getting sucked up. Orion held his arm out, "Wait..." D-16 waited...and then they went. As they ran, D-16 was faster. He got out of the second tunnel with ease...Orion on the other hand almost got sucked up. "Woah!" D-16 skidded to a stop before turning and grabbing his best friend, pulling him close as they nodded to each other and kept pushing. The finish was right there! It was so close...suddenly he was...falling? Adrenaline wearing off. His helm tilted back...a damn seeker mech had had a rough landing in the magnetic tunnel...practically torn apart...energon leaked here and there...wires sprung before getting sucked onto the tunnel...he had been hit by one of the debris..the mech was still alive...luckily it hadn't been nothing serious...he landed on his back with a oof..his leg hurt like a motherfragger...Orion ran up to him and wrapped his arm around his waist, setting D-16's arm around his shoulders. "Go without me dumbaft!" Orion chuckled as he started running with him in his arms, right by his side. "We finish this together!" He smiled...they were right there. His optics glanced up, he could see Sentinel watching them...damn it now he hoped they weren't going to be in trouble..he couldn't see what his face was. Suddenly, just as the entered the tunnel, they got hit, causing both of them to fly into the air and onto their back. D-16 groaned in pain..damn Chromia...the femme bot couldn't just go around them to fraggin win?

The announcer was talking as he sat up, Orion chuckled nervously as he sat up as well. "Well second place isn't to bad either..." D-16 just glared at him as the other racers zoomed past them. He tilted his head as if to say: you were saying? Orion's smiled faltered some before he rubbed the back of his helm, looking away. Damn Orion...damn his stupid ideas...damn himself for getting his hopes up in the first place...he decided to just lay back down..there was no point anymore. Orion stood up and grabbed him by his good pede and started dragging him to the finish as racers past them. Atleast they weren't coming in last...right? There were still a bunch of racers behind them. After Orion made them cross the finish he sighed and let go of D-16's foot. This...was not as planned. D-16 vented slightly...he had to stay calm..think of happy things. He sat up...they hadn't come in last at least...someone else did...Cliffjumper...he always came in last though so it wasn't really a win...he sat there as Orion rubbed his back...they had been ran over pretty badly...but that's just how races were...which is why his anger started to.come back up. After everyone was accounted for, including them, some nurse bots started helping them up and to the medical area. "I'm still going to kill you Pax." He said as he glared at Orion who had a different nurse helping him. Orion just looked at him and laughed slightly. This was going to be a looooong day....

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Orion sat next to D-16 who was messing with his now reforged leg. He was stretching it out....it had had a minor scratch...but nothing fatal. This...was not how the plan was supposed to go. They were supposed to win the race...maybe he should had done it alone..frag why did he have to bring D-16 into this? They did everything together but this...he seriously endangered his best friends life! "....Dee.." "I'm not talking to you." He watched as D-16 turned his helm away, crossing his arms. He vented...yeah...yeah he deserved that. He rubbed his back, flinching a bit as D started to rant a bit now. "Yknow I cannot believe you did this. Roping me into one of your stupid aft plans!" "I thought you said you weren't talking to me..." "Aup! Shut up. What you did was unbelievable reckless! Dangerous! You...we...We could've died yknow?! I swear we've worked all our lives and I've made it top to the damn leader board if this little stunt of yours drags me down I swear to Primus Orion! You are not taking me down with you. Not this time. Do you understand me?" Oh...oh Dee was piiiiisssed! He really fucked up. He hesitantly nodded giving him the best guilty look and smile he could give. "You are not quilting me with those damn puppy optics Orion. I am still mad at you. "...of course of course...I understand....but- "Do you though? You never seem to get that your actions have fragging consequences Orion! What you don't understand is Sentinel was watching! He saw the whole thing...not only was this embarrassing but that means he knows...and we're going to punished. We're going to get demoted! For Primus' sake..." D-16 held his helm, Orion went to go say something but stopped as he heard footsteps, ones that didn't sound like a regular bots. His audio final flicked as he sat up straighter, D-16 looking up from his slouched state. 

Airachnid...Holy Primus it was Airachnid. Sentinel’s right...no...left? Yeah left femme bot! Oh Primus...they were so fragged. So fragged. God was she ugly up close..she walked in, her needle like legs twitching and shifting some as she landed on her primary feet leaning close to them. She tilted her head to one side looking at D-16 before with a sickening fast motion went to the other side tilting her head to look at Orion. He leaned back...definitely fragging ugly. She backed up and out of the room some...Primus was she tall..Orion looked over at D-16 who looked back at him before she said, "It's clear." Clear? Clear for who exactly? Well he didn't have to wait long as he saw the fragging Sentinel Ptime in the metal plating! It was the Prime! D-16 looked nervous, his leg bouncing as he took in a deep vent to stay calm...he always did that. Orion vented himself, he'd make sure Dee wasn't punished...he couldn't do that to his best friend..he just couldn't. Primus he looked mad...they both stood up. "Orion pax...D-16." Primus he knew their names...cool but also nerve wracking. "What you two did today wa some of the most craziest things I've seen." Orion took a step forward. "Sir this was all my fault. It was my idea to go into the race I swear-" He got cut off as Sentinel leaned down to their height and smiled. "I loved it!" ....what? He...loved it? He glanced at Dee who glanced back with a shrug. "You uh...did?" "How can anyone not love it?! I mean you gave my damn best racers a run for their money out there!" D-16 and Orion sat back down. D-16 took in a deep breath. "....so we're not getting demoted?"

"Demoted? Demoted?!" He started laughing turning his helm to look at Airachnid as if he had heard the funniest thing ever. He then turned back to the two miners who started to hesitantly laugh as well. Orion was a little louder than Dee..probably because he wasn't freaking out as much. He then cleared his throat which caused all laughter to stop. "No...no no no. As a matter of fact we're halfway through the first shift that's started after the race and the mining crews have already reached 150 percent quota! Which is crazy! We haven't had something like that happen since the first days we had to start mining for energon! You both have inspired your co-workers to work harder than ever!" He fist bumped Dee's chest lightly as he kept his unnaturally bright smile. He then shook Dee's servo and. "We'll Sentinel Prime..sir-" Sentinel then shook his hand as he kept speaking. D-16 looked at the servo Sentinel had shook with amazement...I mean not everyday the damn Prime shakes a cogless bots servo! "-We joined the race to show everybody our...potential." Orion had a slight pause in his speech...Sentinel shook his servo for a bit...too long? In his opinion anyway... "That we cogless bots can do more than just mine a-" He was interrupted. "We'll thay is just outstanding." Sentinel stood up, dusting off his knees, "I love a bot who can think for themselves. Uh...perhaps you two can tour the mines...speak to your brethren...and help them too see their own potential!" Orion chuckled lightly, "Wow...that...that sounds great...incredible! I would love to be-" Interrupted once more! What is with bots and interrupting him?! "Sir," Airachnid spoke up, "It's time to go.." "Ah...of course of course." He waved her off without looking at her. "Sorry my friends we're preparing our next trip to the surface...to look for the Matrix of Leadership...hopefully this time we'll finally succeed or atleast get a lead on where to go."

He then turned before turning back to face them as if just remembering something. "Oh yes! In the meantime I've got a treat for you two! Airachnid!" He turned his helm to her. "Get someone to escort these two heros to my personal service facilities please and thank you." He started backing out the room, making hand gun signs to them. "Best care in Iacon...until next time legends!" He then disappeared around the corner...Airachnid not far behind him...still staring at them though...due to the optics on the side of her helm. After they were gone Orion and D-16 sighed...looking at each other before chuckling. They couldn't believe it! Oh Primus...D-16 hit Orion lightly against the arm. "I guess...I can be less mad at you considering we aren't demoted." Orion huffed before they heard someone walk back towards their room...smiles dropping. "Miners..." It was Darkwing...and oh boy was he pissed off! Dark wing grabbed them by their chassises and started dragging them off to who knows where. "H-Hey easy damn it! Tsk...you're still not pissed off about he race and me trying to flip you off thing are you? Cmon lighten up a lit- ow ow ow! Okay okay!" Orion tried to speak to Darkwing who just gripped his chassis tighter. He then flew up towards Sentinel tower...atleast the damn bastard seemed to.be bringing them to the right area. D-16 just gritted his denta...he knew better than to talk back to a superior. As they landed Darkwing kept dragging them....where were they going exactly? "Hey! Darkwing...are you actually taking us to Sentinel's personal help thingy or whatever he called it?!" "Personal service facilities Orion..." "Yeah what Dee said!" Darkwing didn't respond...he just kept walking....the hallway was getting darker...more..ominous.

Darkwing suddenly just stopped at a blank wall...it was a bit dark. "What the fra-" He couldn't even finish as he was slammed down, and had a pede stomp on his chest. He hissed in pain...what the hell was that for?! "Hey! Darkeing aren't you going a bit too far?!" Dee spoke up...atleast Dee had his damn back..they always had each other's back. He couldn't see but he could practically tell that Darkwing rolled his optics...he then suddenly opened the wall?! A secert room?! Crazy...he then threw D-16 into the dark room and kicked Orion into the room. He stood in the doorway before turning the lights up but only a tiny bit so they could see...barely...atleast they knew where the light switch was.. "You have some new playthings...damn mutt." Darkwing growled before the door closed. What was he on about?! Mutt? Playthings?! D-16 stood up and banged on the wall...door? "Hey! Darkwing damn it what the hell do you think you're doing?!" "Dee..." "Darkwing! Answer me damn it!" D-16 kept banding on the wall. "Dee!" Orion grabbed his arm and pulled him to him. "What Pax?!" Prion hesitantly turned his head into the darkness of the room..staring back at them...were two glowing red optics.

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D-16 and Orion stared at the red optics in the room. Orion's hand on D-16 shook slightly...though he couldn't blame the slightly shorter one. They had no idea where the hell they were looking at. Just what the hell was that thing? It seemed small...maybe around to D-16's hip? It wasn't moving...maybe...maybe it was just some light on an object? D-16 blinked...going to take a deep breath to calm him down. He felt like he couldn't breath. Like the room was caving in on them slowly but surely. He hated how it felt...how it seemed...everything just felt so off put. Out of place...and he couldn't even see anything. Every sound was muffled, his spark beating in his audio receptors being the only thing he could hear. "Dee..." D-16 just kept staring at the red lights. "Dee..." He felt tugging on his arm..he couldn't look away though. They weren't the only ones in the room...no...no Darwing had said mutt...they weren't alone. Whatever owned those red optics was what was in the room with them. D-16 had never seen red before. He's seen yellow, blue, green, hell even a purple before...but red? Never. He felt like he had been put in a room with a beast. The red optics felt like they were staring through them and not at them...they felt like death was coming to swallow them whole. The thing then rose. 

The thing got closer...Primus he hated that. He normally wasn't a mech who got scared easily...no...no but the thing infront of them was half as tall as Sentinel....and Sentinel Prime was tall. He needed to get him and Orion as far away from that...thing...as fast as possible. "The light...Orion for frags sake turn the light on some..." He whispered. Orion nodded and hesitantly reached a servo over to turn the knob...the optics just kept getting closer...as the light slowly got brighter then thing stopped a few feet infront of them...just staring down at them. What they saw...wasn't..as bad as he thought it would be. He took another deep breath. The thing infront of them had a golden paint with black accents, horns on their bumpy helm, sharp digits...it seemed...monster like...but not? D-16 didn't know...he just knew he didn't like the thing..mech...the mech infront of them. Suddenly it took another step forward and grey wings shot out from it's back, making it look even more intimidating. D-16 placed a arm infront of Orion. The walls had some claw marks like something was trying to scale it...or worse...get out. There was a berth that laid high on a perch with a set of stairs and underneath was a table where five mechs looked like they could sit...three seats seemed to be occupied with three mech that seemed to be made out of junk.

"....uhm..." Orion held D-16's arm tighter, he was shaking a bit... probably because of the sight and not the mech. "Hi there...big guy." The...'big guy'..said nothing. The thing then smiled...Primus it had unnaturally sharp denta...mechs denta weren't ment to be that sharp...right? He didn't say anything just approached them. D-16 took another step back, Orion right behind him. It then leaned in. "Hi! I've never had two people come in here at the same time before! You two are small too...though then again every mech who comes in here is small." The thing then leaned back and placed a hand out for them to shake it, it's wings falling down to it's back. "I'm B-127 but I have many many names like: Bee, badassatron, golden bug-" The mech started to just...ramble. D-16 looked over at Orion who just shrugged in response. Looking back at the taller mech, who was using his hands to express stuff as he talked. "Ex...excuse us uh...Bee?" Orion said, B-127 stopped talking before humming in a questioning tone, tilting his head. "Where are we? Uh, Sentinel said something about going to his personal service facilities so is that this place or?" B-127 let the words sink in before he started to laugh. D-16 didn't find this situation funny at all...he glared, he felt annoyed actually. First he was dragged into a race he didn't want to be in by his best friend, then he embarrassed infront of literally every mech because of said race, and now here they were in a random hidden room that Darkwing had just casually tossed them in with no real way out! "This isn't a damn laughing matter you!" He took a deep breath. "Dee-" "No Orion! Don't Dee me! I'm tired, I could have lost a leg today, I've embrassed myself infront of every mech I think is cool because of you, and then we meet Sentinel which has been the only good thing about today and now Darkwing throws us in some random room with this....this..guy!" He gestured to B-127, he was tempted to say freak but the mech hadn't really done anything to them...so he wouldn't be thay rude...yet.

B-127 twidled his digits some, he had stopped laughing during D-16's rant. D-16 took some deep breaths to calm himself, Orion sighed. "I am...sorry about him. It's been a rough day for the both of us....mostly him. Anyway..I have many questions that maybe you could answer?" B-127 smiled before nodding, "Yeah yeah...no worries! But before you start asking stuff can I interest you guys in sitting down and meeting my other friends?" Without waiting for an answer he grabbed them both by an arm and dragged them over to the table with the three junk mechs. He put them both each in a open seat. B-127 then placed a hand on a pole looking mech, "This is EP-508," he moved to the next one, "This is A-atron," he made that one wave at them, "and this fella here is Steve!" "....Steve?" Orion tilted his head. "Yeah he's foreign!" B-127 smiled at them as he leaned against Steve. "Question." "Yes?" "Do they...talk to you?" D-16 said as his optics narrowed some. "Uh...no! They're not real!" B-127 laughed before facing Steve, "How crazy do you think I am!" "Oh no no no we didn't-" Orion started before B-127 interrupted him. "-I was talking to Steve." A long silent pause followed before the golden mech clapped his hands. "Anyway! Questions! Me first...what's the names of my new best friends?!" D-16 and Orion glanced at each other, Orion just gave a look that said to go with it. "Uh...I'm Orion Pax, you can call me Orion...and the grey grumpy mech is D-16." "Well it is nice to meet you two! First time hearing a cogless mech without a number!" That got D-16's attention. "You've met other mechs? Like...other people have come into this room?" "Yes." B-127 then climbed onto the table, sitting criss cross as his wings sprung up suddenly before settling down with a slight twitch. "Where...are they?" Orion asked hesitantly. "Oh! They're dead now. I ate them." "What." Both Orion and D-16 said at the same time, freezing. B-127 just tilted his head, wondering why they froze up...as if he didn't just say he ate other mechs.

"You ate them?! What the hell do you mean you ate them?!" D-16 angrily said as he stood up, chair scraping against the floor. "Well that's my job. I get rid of mechs that Sentinel deems are bad. Yknow criminals! All that stuff! They get sent to me and I try to rehabilitate them but most of the time it doesn't work and then Sentinel won't feed me because I can physically kill someone yet because I'm such a damn failure that by the time I'm starving I kill and eat them." "Wait wait wait what do you mean Sentinel starves you?" Orion asked, this was starting to get too confusing. First B-127 says that he ate other bots who are supposed to be criminals and if B-127 doesn't kill them Sentinel starves him?! "Okay okay don't blow a gasket now...I know it sounds bad but he says it's for the greater of our kind! I mean that's why everything is running because I get rid of the bad guys!" "By eating them?! There's no way Sentinel would condome that! Also where the hell are we even suppose to be?!" D-16 threw his servos up as ge yelled. I mean, anyone would be freaked or even mad after a mech told then they were a literal cannibal. "Well you're in my room....until further notice? Well technically it's a whole system. Mechs get sent here and I keep them company until Sentinel or Airachnid comes back and tells me what your crime is and then its my job to rehabilitate you. If I can't convince you to change your ways I then um...am ordered to kill you." B-127 moves his servos as he talks, punching his palm when he talks about killing. "But we aren't criminals! I mean...I'm not...Orion is." "Hey! What the hell dude!" "You sneak into the archives all the damn time! You know you're not supposed to go in there!" "So? I'm just trying to help find the Matrix of Leadership!" D-16 just rolled his optics as he sat back down with an irritated sigh, holding his helm. "We got sent to Sentinel's personal service facilities because this dumbaft made us race in the Iacon 5000-" "You guys raced in the Iacon 5000! That's so cool! I haven't seen that race on so long..." B-127 sighed before shaking his head. "That doesn't sound...that criminal like...you guys just sound like good mechs. I...I don't know why you were sent to me." "Exactly!" D-16 said as he sat up straighter again. "We're not criminals! It's all because of damn Darkwing we're here! Probably trying to kill us off! I knew he hated cogless bots but I didn't think he'd do something like this!"

"Ughhhh...Darkwing. I hate him. Yknow before Sentinel rescued me and brought me here I got transferred around a lot because yknow, I was so good at my jobs! I then got relocated to sub-level 50 and-" "Wait wait wait-" Orion interrupted, "-sub level 50? There are only 40 levels though?" "Yeah that's what I thought too until I got sent down there! And let me tell you guys they are not pleasant. Probably the reason why no one's talk about them...but anyway I use to watch trash and salvage anything that was deemed salvageable...and now my job is to kill criminals!" B-127 smiled and D-16 just let out an annoyed sigh. "B-127?" "Yeah D-16?" "....so you understand that we aren't criminals...correct?" "...yes!" "Okay..so that means that you don't need to kill us. Alright? Alright. So...how did we get out of here?" B-127 paused before clapping his hands, wings flaring up before settling down. "That's a great question! You don't." D-16 groaned in annoyance as he leaned back in his chair, Orion sighed. "Okay then..." Orion rubbed his faceplates. What were they ment to do? Bee's wings then twitched again, flating up, honestly it looked like he had no control over them, as if he had never had wings before. One of the wings hit Steve on the head, causing it to glow blue a bit. B-127 turned to look at him, "Oh! Sorry Steve!" He crawled over and he fixed Steve's head the best he could. Steve on the other hand had started to disorientatly speak causing B-127 to laugh. "Classic Steve!" He wrapped an arm around the junk mech's shoulder. Orion just glanced at D-16 who was looking just as confused a he was. Orion hesitantly stood up, the red optics if B-127 following him as he walked over to where Steve was. "What is that?" Orion asked as he leaned closer. "This guy...le la le la.." B-127 mumbled with a amused huff as he made a talking hand with his mouth. D-16 got up and walked over to stand next to Orion. 

Orion just paid no mind as he tried peering into Steve's head, tilting it forward...just for the head to pop right off. B-127 sat there, staring at Steve's head. Both Orion and D-16 freezing...there was a long uncomfortable silence before he let out a short scream and picked up Steve's head, shaking it a bit. "Steve! Nooooo!" "Oh! I am...so sorry...oh Primus uh.." "Steeeeveee!" D-16 watched the scene. Orion attempted to comfort B-127 as he mourned his "friend", Steve's body falling foward. "I uh...we'll fix him okay? He can be fixed alright Bee?" "But Steeeevee..." B-127's wings twitched. Orion caught Steve's body and sat it against the chair it was originally seated at. D-16 placed a hand on B-127's shoulder and held out a hand for Steve's head. B-127 looked at him before hesitantly handing D-16 the head. Orion came over and grabbed something from Steve's head....it was a small circular device. "...Bee...do you know what this is?" Orion didn't get a chance to get an answer as his digit pressed the circular button causing the thing to power on. Orion dropped the device and appearing infront of them in a holographic form was none other than Alpha Trion. "Oh. My. Primus."

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"Oh. My. Primus." Orion said as he stared at the holographic image of a literal prime! It talked, a bit disorientatly but still. Bee sat on the table still, staring in awe, wings twitched. "Steve was Alpha Trion?!" "No...no B-127..." Dee said with a small annoyed sigh as he walked and stood next to Orion, staring up at the hologram of the Prime. It glitches out some before turning back off, it's words were all disorientated. Orion immediately grabbed it before blowing onto it he then sat it back down, hesitantly turning it back on. "C'mon...C'mon..." It flickered to life before they saw Alpha Trion again. "Quintesson ambush! Calling the high guard for immediate support!" He looked around, "Immediate support!" "....Holy scrap..." D-16 mumbled as Orion's audio final flicked slightly, gaze concentrated. Bee's wings twitched. "Repeat! Zeta Prime has fallen!" "...this...this is a S.O.S. message...this is a fragging S.O.S message!" "We must protect the Matrix! Sending location coordinates. Sending location coordinates."

Alpha Ttion then shrunk before a map of Cybertron’s surface appeared. There was a for where they were currently at and a dotted path going to a different colored dot...where the Primes and possibly where the Matrix were. "....Holy Primus..what...what is it?" "This Bee...this is locations..." Orion said as he pointed to the dot with the X on it. "...on the surface..." Orion felt his breathing becoming faster. He felt...excited. This...this could be it! If they could get this to Sentinel then...then everything would be okay! They could find the Matrix of Leadership! The Primes! Everything he's ever wanted to know! "It's most likely the location of where the Primes died in the Quintesson war. Since we know Alpha Trion definitely sent this message..." He turned his attention to D-16. "We could find the Matrix of Leadership there as well!" "Wouldn't the Quintessons have taken it though? If all the Primes died then maybe the Matrix was taken." Bee spoke up as he stood up, towering over them. "It's a lead though. A massive lead!" Orion looked at B-127 before back at D-16.

"Okay....okay Orion what exactly are you talking about? It's a old beacon that was inside of a head of a mech thing made of literally garbage!" "Dee it could be a clue on how to find the Matrix!" "No!" D-16 threw his hands up as he started walking around the room. "No way. Absolutely not!" "Dee....c'mon this cpuld be our chance! A chance to show everyone tha-" "Orion you've already tried to show everyone in the race that you tricked me into!" He pushed Orion some with his digit. "And look where it's gotten us! A secret fragging room with this damn cannibal! A literal cannibal Orion! Which okay let's hop back onto that train real quick because I feel like we just overlooked the fact he eats mechs too quickly!"

B-127 just stood there listening to them, wings twitching. Orion gave a small sigh. "I mean...yes...he is a...cannibal. But! But...if we give this to Sentinel not only would you look cool infront of not only Prime himself but! But just stay with me now. Everyone. You'd be cool infront of everyone and promoted so hard! And we could get answers! Lots of them!" "....Orion you cannot try to justify literal cannibalism." "Dee we...he literal said Sentinel starves him anf that he only ate bad people...we could get all the answers from him. You want answers....I want to help our planet by helping finding the Matrix of Leadership. It's a win win...." D-16 just groaned in annoyance as he rubbed his face plates. Orion just gave a small sigh...hoping his friend would even consider it. I mean...yes the cannibalism part is a bit...much..but they could get answers from Sentinel! And the gold mech said that he only ate bad people. So...that was good...right? D-16 sighed in annoyance...once you got Orion's mind on something there was no trying to stop him. He had to atleast try though.

He pushed Orion very lightly as he started moving back to the table. "There's a reason no one goes to the surface besides Sentinel and hus guards. It's dangerous! We barely survived that race and we're lucky we didn't get injured badly or died! And you want to go to the surface?! No. Absolutely not." He then sat down in the chair, crossing his arms. "I'm waiting right here until Sentinel Prime finds us." Orion just smiled as he nodded his head. "Mhm. Yeah okay then. We'll just stay here forever then!" He walked over before standing next to B-127, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. "That cool with you Bee?" Bee just smiled before hesitantly getting Orion off him...not that big a fan of physical touch...Orion and D-16 would note this information. "Forever? That's great honestly. I'll have two new best friends so I'm not alone all day whenever Sentinel goes out to the surface! Though I guess I'll have to a him for more chairs...and beds. Oh and we'll have to do something about my job too, maybe you guys can help me? You know I didn't like eating mechs at first either but hey it'swhat we have to do since it's the only way to get energon in here. I mean Sentinel says we have so little and that they're bad mechs and the energon shouldn't go to waste and yada yada yada know the whole speal-" D-16 groaned as he went limp as B-127 started to rant, a servo running down his face...though he was listening and taking in the information. B-127's rant was cut short though as Orion spoke up. "Hey Bee?" "Yeah?" The taller golden bot immediately turned his head to face Orion. "What do you think Sentinel would say if you personally handed him the Matrix of Leadership that you found?" "Orion just stop!" D-16 stood up before B-127 could answer, the golden mechs smile fading. 

"I know what the hell you're trying to do. And listen...all your reasons seem so...appealing and its drawing me in but Orion..." D-16 walked over to his friend and placed a servo on the shorter one's shoulder. "You have to promise me...promise me that if we don't find the Matrix that you have to give up...that you have to stop trying to whole ordeal and just let Sentinel handle it...please." "....I...I promise Dee.." Orion placed his servo on D-16's other shoulder. With a sigh D-16 threw up his servos. "...fine..fine!" Orion squealed as he smiled hugging the other. "Ah thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" D-16 just froze before hesitantly patting the other's back. After that hug session the stopped, Orion turning back to B-127. "Bee I know you said there was technically no way to get out of here but there has to be a way...please...just...okay just think about it." B-127 tiled his head, looking down at the shorter two. "Hm...well...I know that there's the front and exit." B-127 moved past them to the door Darkwing had pushed them...or we'll thrown them in from. The door just looked like a wall, the only indicator that it was even a door was the faint lines in the walls. "I can't open it. I've tried to actually when I was first put in here...not my uh...best moments." He knocked on the door lightly. "I mean there's probably a way to but I suspect they put something infromt of it to keep the bad guys from escaping." "Or to keep you in..." D-16 mumbled. Orion jabbed D-16.

"Dee! Don't say that." D-16 just glared before huffing. B-127 didn't seem to mind though as he kept walking. "Normally when I get done with the bodies, since I can't actually eat metal...I'm not a scraplet after all...Darkwing or Airachnid would take the body to..." He started moving aagain "Sentinel isn't a big fan of messes. He's kinda of a clean freak. Though I did mess up the room a bit he doesn't really mind it but I'm getting off track. As I clean up the left over energon they take the body the the middle of the room..." He stopped before kneeling, B-127's wings twitching. Orion followed and stood next to him, staring at the floor. It had some markings in it. "I uh...heard this room use to be like an office like area before it got sealed off since it was no longer needed. This was during the time of the Primes mind you so I'm not too sure but there's a chute that makes trash fall all the way to..." B-127 paused...as if he didn't want to finish his sentence. "To?" Orion crouched down next to the mech, tilting his head as he ran a servo over the markings. The floor definitely looked like it could open up...but the question is how? "...to...sub level 50. It's a...separate chute from the main one. Since there use to be mechs down there working that's how they would get the Primes trash, it fell onto a different chute and into the incinerator..." "How do we get it open?" D-16 said as he stood next to them, though he shifted a bit uncomfortably just by standing next to the gold bot.

"That's the tricky part. Darkwing and Airachnid have the remote to open it. I don't have access to it..." "So...we have to get Darkwing back over here? Are you kidding me?!" D-16 grumbled as he started to pace. "Yeah and that's only a obstacle...there's still the fact that we have to get to sub level 50 and then back to sub level one to get to the waste disposal where the train is. We also have to get to the train before it launched to the surface and past all the mechs loading the train. It's not exactly a walk in the park." Orion sighed as he stood up, his servos resting on his hips, pupils constricting and dilating. "That's a challenging...and we're burning time just being here...not to mention how long it would take just to get to level 1 from 50...how irritating..." "Yeah...I can try to get Darkwing to come into the room and then we can tell him about the message and he might be able to help us!" "No! No absolutely not. Darkwing is a asshole. He'd provide take all the credit too and just leave us in here to rot..." D-16 growled as he punched the wall. Orion was inspecting the lines. "Hey Bee...you think you can try to pry it open?" "Pry? I can uhm...try...I guess.." B-127 then hesitantly walked over to where Orion was before crouching. He then stuck his sharp digits in-between the middle of the circle shaped marking. He then tried prying the metal apart. Orion watched him while D-16 was looking at the door, running a servo along it. After a few minutes of B-127 grunting as he tried to pull the metal apart there was a loud creak of metal as B-127 finally tore apart the metal to reveal a medium sized chute...stained with dried energon and had scratches on it as if some of the things that were going down had still been half alive...it was a bit creepy..to say the least. Orion grimaced a bit as he stated down the chute as B-127 revealed more of it.

The chute was long...a dark grey and cylinder like. D-16 had moved over and stared down with Orion. It was dark...no light. It seemed to just fall straight down...but maybe it was just how dark it was...maybe it twisted and turned...hopefully. B-127 had finished getting one of the sides completely torn up, huffing a bit in exhaustion. B-127 stood behind the two of them and crossed his arms. "I...don't know if this is a good idea...I...we should definitely tell Darkwing about this...and well..." "Well you already lifted the cover halfway so there's no reason to tell Darkwing...we could leave him a note or something." Orion said as he waved B-127 off, looking down the chute with excitement. B-127 just shifted on his pedes, wings pinning to his back as he fiddled his digits. D-16 just glanced at B-127 before sighing, he needed to stay calm and collected and...Orion just jumped down the chute. "Pax!" D-16 said as he immediately grabbed Orion by the arm as he dangled there in the air. Orion just stated up and smiled. "Dee I'm fine!" "A warning would've been nice dumbaft!" He hissed, his spark beat was off the charts...Primus was Orion going to give him a spark attack! He then hesitantly let go and watched as Orion laughed as he slid down the dirty...smelly...creepy chute. So it did twist and turn...He looked at B-127, who looked uncomfortable... "You're our "tour" guide. Let's go." B-127 flinched before nodding as he hesitantly went down the chute. D-16 shifted before going down the chute. To sub level 50 they went.

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B-127 felt like he couldn't breathe, the faint scent of spoiled energon filled his nose. That was all he could smell...he could hear the faint sound of screaming too...it reminded him of all the disfigured and disabled mechs he let down. That he couldn't rehabilitate. That he let die. He could physically see their faces...the anger...the fear...as he bit into their necks. The quickest way to kill them and to silence them from what he has learned besides physically extinguishing their sparks with his bare servos. His optics closed as his sharp digits dug into the wall of the chute. He didn't like this. He hated it. He didn't want to go back. He couldn't go back. Primus don't let go him go back to sub level 50...please. Please not down there where all those mechs fell...not where it all started...As he was in the middle of his mini panic he felt something hit the back of his frame. He flinched as pedes came into veiw and he hears a oomph. B-127 looked up to see orange optics staring down at him. "What...are you doing?" The voice was annoyed yet curious. B-127 took a deep vent to calm his breathing....when had it gotten so fast?

"Uh...I..." Who was on him again? The sound of cheerful screaming got farther and farther away...why was it cheerful? Shouldn't it had been painful scared screaming? "....are...you good?" The voice was hesitant. As if scared to ask how he was doing... "I...I am...fine." "Then let's go. C'mon Orion is going to be waiting for us and knowing him he'll get into some sort of trouble damn it." Orion? Orion...yeah...yeah that was right. He was helping Orion and D-16, his new friends...he was going to help them get to the surface. To get them to Sentinel to help him find the Matrix of Leadership. That was right. He hesitantly let go and both him and D-16 fell down the chute, following Orion. 

It was a long chute, twisting and turning, B-127 felt too big for it to be honest. He was a small bot, had been too before Sentinel had gave him his t-cog. He let out a small huff as he kept his venting slow and steady, the weight on his back from D-16 helped him calm down a bit. They soon saw light, B-127 knew where that light was from...it was from the incinerator. They had made it to sub level 50. The dreadful level. He felt himself hit the conveyor belt. How long had it been since he had been down here? He stared at the small dark room. Orion was already down here, standing at the "only" entrance to the level, staring up with a whistle. D-16 huffed as he moved away from the gold mech. Following in suite of Orion, looking upwards. B-127 let out a small sigh as he just sat there, conveyor belt slowly moving to the incinerator. The room was as dark as he remembered it, his night vision kicking in as he glanced around. The place was...a lot more dirtier than he remembered. Probably because he wasn't cleaning the place up anymore.

Spare parts were by the conveyor he was on, trash had fallen from the main conveyor to the floor. He stared at the main conveyor...how many times had he almosted been melted into scrap just because that's where he slept. Then his gaze moved over to the fire...it was as big as he remembered it, bright to. He'd use to stare into it after being down here for so long. Just thought about letting it take him...if anyone would hear his screams as he would be melted alive...if anyone would care. He was snapped out of it when he was suddenly pulled off the conveyor. Orion and D-16 looked panicked...and reasonably so seeing how he had gotten close to the fire so quickly. B-127 stared at the fire before sighing, rubbing the back of his neck, he let out a small chuckle as he faced the two smaller mechs. "Sorry about that..."

D-16 just scoffed as he let go of B-127's arm, rubbing his faceplates. Orion just vented slightly as he helped B-127 up. "You....alright? You seem much more...out of it than you did when we were in uhm...your room? That is your room right?" B-127 nodded, "Yes that was my room...I uh...sorry. I uh...it's been a while since I've been done here so I just...I don't gave many fond memories of this place." He dusted himself off, finding himself subconsciously picking up the items off the floor and placing them on the conveyor belts. "It was much much MUCH cleaner when I was down here...so sorry for the uh...mess." "Of course it's going to be messy...it's a damn dump...I'm surprise you weren't lying when you said there were ten more sub levels. This is sub level 50 huh?" D-16 said as he started walking around. B-127 just nodded as he kept cleaning.

"Yeah good ol' sub level 50...we need to get to sub level one though. That's where the train will be." "And how exactly do we get there Bee? Ooo! Are you gonna fly us all the way up there?!" Orion seemed excited as he ran back to the entrance to where it looked like it was supposed to be an elevator lift. "Or maybe there's a lift!" B-127 just sighed before rubbing his arm. "Uh...well uhm.." There was a sudden gasp from D-16. He had opened up a small room...B-127 remembered the little area well. The room had a table and a booth like seat around it...the walls had some random posters and yellow fairy lights. It had be his original seating place for Steve, A-atron, and EP-508. On the table was a mangled body...he didn't remember the name of of the bot though.

The once frame of what seem to be a femme laid across the table, scraplets seemed to be eating the remains. When the door had opened they scattered, D-16 letting out a small shriek as the ran. B-127 reacted immediately, a mask came on that made him look a bit insect like(As if they know what an insect is) and blue laser like knives came out. He ran and stabbed both the scraplets in the head. He turned his helm to look atbthe two smaller mechs, "....you two okay?" He hesitantly asked as he stood a bit straighter. D-16 stood frozen, as if the new information of B-127's battle look caused him a new kind of fear...the knowledge that he could kill them at any time and they would be defenseless to stop him...but Orion, he looked amazed. Immediately running around B-127 and commenting on everything and asking a lot of questions. "Woah! That's so sick! Could you always do that? You have laser hand knife thingies! How far do you think you could slice through a wall? And that mask! What does it do? Have you ever been punched in the face before?!" While B-127 was occupied by Orion's endless amazement D-16 looked back to the femme.

Her frame a wreck of what seemed to be twisted mangled metal of exterior armor, broken internal wires that spilled out of every opening of the frame, and snapped off arms. The frame had a dull and dirty stained paint job. Her optics were powered off, hollow even, and her face...the bottom jaw was missing, torn off. Their pedes seemed twisted wrongly and their stomach area seemed to had been stomped through, showing the rusting insides of the mech. Their neck seemed to have been clawed through and they had multiple areas where their seemed to have been ripped off areas, done by a mouth. They laid in a dried up energon stain. That was just what a outside force had done....the scraplets had just created lines in the exterior armor, eating the metal. D-16 gagged as he shut the door to the small seating area. Coving his mouth as he looked away. Prion didn't need to see that...the information sinking into D-16's processor...that's what B-127 did to those deemed of criminal acts...what if Sentinel had really sent them to this...monster? What if he deemed them criminals? For now though....he was just lucky the damn bastard was on his and Orion's side...

D-16 took a deep breath as he interrupted Orion's little speal. Pulling him back towards his frame...he felt uncomfortable having to be near B-127. "So...how do we get out of here B-127...? Are you actually going to fly us to sub level one or is there a lift or...?" Orion seemed to pout for a moment before getting back on track. B-127 just sighed as he rubbed his neck. "Well uhm...my wings...they don't actually work...and there uhm...is no lift." Before either could speak up B-127 immediately held his hands up. "But there is a way up! Through there." He pointed to the trash chute. "....oh you have got to be fragging kidding me." D-16 growled with a annoyed groan while Orion just looked disappointed. "Is that....the only way up?" D-16 asked and B-127 nodded. "Yeah...not ideal I know.." This was about to be a damn long climb...

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B-127 let out a huff as he collapsed onto a box suspended into the air. The box was slowly moving towards the train, would pass it....the chute had been so much more tighter than he remembered...probably because he had become bigger due to the t-cog. His once clean paint had now been dirtied since he had blocked most of the trash from when they had been climbing up. Wiping his battle mask before putting it up with a silent hiss he watched the two smaller mechs look down. They had arrived just in time, they had been putting up the final load into the train. He sat up straighter, "The waist disposal trains are the only vehicles that go all the way to the surface that we can access easily." "Yeah...but they don't allow any passengers. The trains are automatic. No driver no nothing...just following the tracks made for them." D-16 said as he faced B-127. "Yeah that's the damn hard part. Getting into the train and not getting caught is the hard part. I've always just...stared at the train and never tried going into it..." "I mean...with it having no passengers...it's perfect. We just have to figure out how to get inside that train. We'll be safe once we get into it as long as we don't get caught." B-127 and D-16 nodded.

They then started to move, B-127 first, then D-16, and then Orion. The held onto the bottom of the box, waiting for it to move above the train...once it did they let go, landing softly onto the train's roof. B-127 pressed himself against the roof before making a hand signal. They were good to move. Orion crouched next to B-127, D-16 moving around to crouch in-between Orion and B-127. Orion started to move a hatch apart, allowing them access inside the train. Jumping down, followed by D-16, then B-127. As Orion was about to say something B-127 suddenly grabbed them, putting all three of them behind a box. Two cogless mechs sat down a piece of cargo, both not noticing the three of them. They then left, "That's the last one! Send 'er up!" Orion let out a small sigh as the door to the train closed. He then patted B-127's arm to let them go. He did so, D-16 letting out a longer sigh as he vented in deeply. As they moved down to the ground floor of the train a femme voice sounded. "Hold on...there's one more." Orion flinched and B-127 immediately reacted. Grabbing the two mechs and hiding behind some bigger cargo. The door hissed open again. "Can't believe those dumbafts...Primus where the hell am? The mines or a place where people are supposed to be smart?" The femme hissed.

Orion looked at D-16 as his jaw dropped. D-16 stared back. "Elita?" Orion mouthed and D-16 shrugged. It sounded like their old mining captain but then again...no...no that was definitely her. D-16 then nodded. They both squirmed in B-127's grip as they glanced back....it was indeed Elita-1. The pink femme sat down the box as she pushed it forward some, shaking her helm. Turning she crossed her arms, "I'll lock it down." She then clicked a button by the door, cargo getting gravitationally locked. She hummed before nodding her helm. As she went to walk out though, a light caught her attention in her peripheral view. As she looked towards the light Orion and D-16 immediately ducked. Elita-1 saw the hatch open, the same hatch they used to get in the train. D-16 looked at Orion who just had a sheepish look. Elita-1 stared at the hatch before letting out an amused huff. "Thanks whoever the hell you are for being a complete idiot." She cracked her knuckles, the sound making Bee's pupils shrink as his grip got tighter. The pede steps got closer and closer. "Turning whoever the hell you are will definitely get me promoted up a ran or two." As she turned the corner of the boxes to see who was there D-16 got out of B-127's grip, "Got her!"

B-127 watched as D-16 tackled the pink femme. The femme immediately got out of D-16's grip, doing a cool backflip before landing on her pedes. She crouched, sweeping D-16 from under his feet. Orion immediately felt B-127 let go as he stared at the pink femme, watching as D-16 fell onto his chassis. As she went to apprehend D-16 Orion got up, hands in the air. "Elita stop!" She immediately swung at him, Orion dodging. B-127 watched as the two of them talk fight. Elita didn't seem to happy to see his more colorful friend; D-16 groaning as he stood back to his feet. As Orion went to explain the pink femme punched Orion square in the face, landing on D-16 causing them both to go back to the ground. "Security!" B-127 watched as she went to run for the door, a low growl in his throat. That pink bought had just hurt his new friends. "Sound the ala-" her sentence got cut off as the doors closed with a hiss. The train started to move, slow at first before speeding up.

The pink femme, who B-127 now knew as Elita, sounded against the door angrily before turning to run. "Scrap! She's heading to the engine!" D-16 said as Orion helped him up. "Don't worry I go-" Before Orion could finish his sentence B-127 was already up. On all fours as he chased the pink femme. How dare she hurt his friends? What right did she have?! She didn't even let them explain! D-16 and Orion froze, Elita looking back before running faster as she saw B-127. He then lunged, jaw opened to reveal his sharp denta. She jumped over a box causing B-127 to bite it, denting the box. He growled and she turned back to face him. "Orion what the hell is that thing?!" "That's That's That's B-127 or uh...Bee...Primus you two are fast. Just let us explain Elita! We're on a mission!" Orion said as he caught up, venting a bit heavily. D-16 just went to immediately restrain B-127. Elita just stood there before continuing running. "Yeah well so am I! To ruin your fragging lives!" She turned and started to run again. B-127 shoved D-16 off, the monochromatic bot falling in the red and blue one. He then started to chase Elita again. "Orion what the hell is with B-127?!" "How should I know Dee?! Come on we gotta stop the both of them.." Before either of them could get up the train started to go upwards...they were definitely on their way to the surface which was the good news...bad news...Orion and D-16 fell...so they were walking behind B-127 and Elita-1.

Elita-1 grabbed onto a box, twirling her body so she wouldn't fall, venting heavily as she glared down at B-127. He looked like a damn wild animal, snarling and wings flaring. She had never seen another mech like him...He reached out to grab her but fell, his back hitting the closed door. He growled as he unlocked the gravitational lock of the bix she was on. Kicking down to elevate herself and get B-127 off her trail. B-127 let out a loud growl that made her flinch as she kept going. He grabbed the box, throwing it aside with a thud before sinking his sharp digits into the floor of the train. Eyes wide and locked onto Elita-1, he started to climb at an alarming fast rate. "You're damn crazy!" He growled before launching himself, barely missing Elita-1 as she maneuvered herself around the boxes. "You're coming up to a dead end what the hell are you gonna...do...and okay..."

He grabbed onto a box as he watched her climb put of a hatch. Growling he kept going after her. He poked his head out of the hatched and looked down, letting out a nauseous groan. "Damn it...why am I even doing this? Why am I doing this?!" He growled to himself before looking upwards. The femme climbing still. He stabbed his digits into the train's roof and started to climb after her. "Come back you damn glitch! I'm not going to hurt you! Much...." He mumbled the last word under his breath as he kept following Elita-1. As the train turned upwards, there was a lot of debris. Some hitting the train and even himself. He huffed in annoyance as he put his battle mask up and continued his pursuit. He had to stop though as the train decided that it was a damn good time to go down.

Grabbing onto the train's roof, making sure his digits were in securely he watched Elita-1. She had grabbed a railing letting out a Woah noise. After the train started to go straight he was no longer restricted. She tried to move, though it was more difficult then it was for B-127. He got there and punched on her, growling he bared his teeth. "Gotcha!" Elita-1 wasted no time though, using all her strength to switch their positions, going to run again....The golden mech's arms suddenly twisted and contorted in a unnatural way. Metal groaning and creaking as they shifted to face backwards as if they were facing forward. The mechs elbows were putted out at a odd angle, his wrists hung limply and awkwardly. Before Elita-1 could even react the wrists suddenly shot up, grabbing her by the shoulders...leaving a couple of deep scratches...she yelled out in pain...but that wasn't the worst of it.

She was suddenly lunched forward, a soft hissing sound following by the sound of buzzing came from the back of the mech's helm. The helm immediately opened up to reveal a vortex like cavity, that reminded her a bit of a scraplets, sharp teeth in circular rows. The rows spun fast and each one going a different way in order to what seem to maximize one's death to be a deathly sight. There were also five panels that had open to reveal this cavity, probably to trap ones victims, on the lower two were eyes, watching Elita-1 hungrily...almost beastly like and they were a sickening red. The sound of the buzzing getting closer snapped Elita-1 out of it, struggling as she started to freak out. What the hell was this mech?! Why was he like this?! As she struggled her helm was brought closer and closer to the mechs spinning tunnel of deadly teeth...Elita-1 couldn't believe this was how she was going to die...she didn't want to die at all...but the mech was definitely stronger than her...she couldn't get out of his grip. Closing her optics...Elita-1 didn't feel death...instead the whirring stopped...and the mech let go.

Elita-1 immediately got off, venting heavily...she had almost died. Holy Primus she almost died! Orion and D-16 arrived, seeing as B-127 stood up slowly, his optics on the panel no longer fixated on Elita-1 but on the sky, his helm tilted up as he faced away from them...his optics were more focused on the sight infront of him. The surface...and by Primus...was it beautiful.

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 B-127 stared up at the sky...the actual sky. It was a beautiful number of shades of purple, pinks, reds, and blues. There were even lights that went in a circular shape that held shades of green. The ground was a greyish color, covered what seemed to be maybe organic life...the light from the sky and rising sun made the surface look even more cool. D-16 and Orion rushed up to a still panicking Elita-1. "E-Elita?" Orion asked as he placed a hesitant servo on her shoulder. She was still stating stating the back of B-127's helm, which the rows had stopped moving, the teeth pausing...they could see how...surprisingly clean they were.

D-16 felt...angry...sure Elita-1 wasn't great at times gut there was no reason to almost kill her! D-16 got up, "Dee-" Orion went to plead but he didn't want to hear it. He grabbed B-127 by the arm, forcing the taller mech to face him. He looked down at the monochromatic mech, the back of his helm closing with a soft hissing. "Oh! D-16! Are you alrig-" Before B-127 could finish D-16 had punched the mech in the face; which had in turn, caused B-127 to fall onto his aft. He held his cheek and looked up at D-16. Why was his friend mad? What had happened? Why did he suddenly attack B-127? There were a lot of questions on his processor as D-16 grabbed him by the collar of his armor. B-127 wings flared as his optics widened.

"What the hell was that?! What the hell were you thinking damn it?!" D-16 yelled at B-127. Orion helped Elita-1 to her feet as she finally calmed down a bit. "Dee he didn't know...just..." "Are you seriously trying to justify his actions Orion?!" D-16 let go of B-127 and turned to face Orion. "He almost fragging killed Elita!" "I....Bee?" B-127 blinked before hesitantly stood up. "I...she attacked us...I thought she uhm...was a bad g-" "Who the hell even is this guy?!" Elita-1 finally snapped. Primus this was going to be a long day. "This...is B-127 as I said earlier. He uh...okay so uhm..." Orion started before D-16 cut in. "This damn dumbaft made us go into the damn Iacon 5000 race-" "Oh yes I saw that clear as fragging day..." "-....and then we met the Sentinel Prime who was supposed to send use to some sort of personal service facility as he put it. Darkwing picked us up, threw us in some secret damn room where we met this freak-" "Dee..." "-Who turns put to be some sort of criminal eating bot...and then bastard found a message from Alpha Trion and now we're here!" D-16 threw up his servos.

"....I only attacked her because she attacked us first!" "He fragging tackled me!" Elita-1 pointed to D-16. "Anyway let's get back to the main issue-" Orion started before Elita-1 and D-16 pointed to B-127. "Him?" They both said. B-127 just looked away, going back to gazing at the surface. His wings falling back onto his back in shame and regret. "Okay first of all he didn't know Elita was on our side. I mean she did seem hostile when she first uhm...showed up." "Orion you got me fragging demoted!" "And I'm sorry! Okay? Okay...and well...B-127 was just protecting me and D-16. Alright? B-127 apologize." "....I...I really am sorry I just...sorry." "I don't forgive you." Elita-1 said as she crossed her arms. "Now....we're on the most dangerous place on cybertron. Why? Why?!" She turned to Orion and D-16. B-127 walked forward to say something. "Sit!" Elita-1 said as she pointed to the ground, B-127 flinched before sitting down. "I will get to you in a damn minute." 

She turned back to Orion and D-16. "Explain yourselves. Why the hell were you guys trying to get in this damn train which now has gotten us stuck here!" She pointed around the surface before pausing...the surface. It was...beautiful. The sky was full off stars, which none of them have never seen before, and a blinding ball which must've been a sun. It was...beautiful. D-16 and Orion started looking around as well. They watched as the surface ever so shifted in the distance, created holes and mountain like ridges. "....Primus." Elita-1 whispered. Orion came to stand next to Elita-1...only to get punched in the face. "Did not tell you to move."

"Argh...right...right." Orion backed up some holding his face plates. "....to be honest...I'm speechless." B-127 suddenly spoke up. Everyone turned to him, his helm was facing the sky. "...whenever Sentinel comes back to stay for long periods of time...he would always tell me stories about his travels on the surface...always spoke of how amazing it looks....how the sky was full of stars. He even said he watched a meteorite hit the surface which is actually the cause of the organic life you can see." He pointed to some patches of what looked like to be grass way out as he turned his helm to look.

"....Elita...are you...in the listening mood now." Elita blinked before turning back to Orion. She was still pissed but she guessed she could listen. "What Orion?" "We know where the Matrix of Leadership is...as D-16 said we found a distress message from Alpha Trion himself and-" Elita-1 just laughed as she crossed her arms. "Oh suuuuure! And I'm really a Prime Orion. I just prefer loading crates toxic waste!" She growled the last sentence as she stepped towards Orion. B-127 tensed and D-16 just shook his head...causing the gold mech to slightly relax. Orion then held up his right arm, clicking where he had placed the distress signal. Elita-1 paused...grabbing Orion's arm as she looked at the map of Cybertron, studying it. "Well Primus I'll be damned..." She whispered before letting go. "Where the hell did you get that?" Oh! From my friend Steve!" B-127 perked up before glaring at Orion. "Orion killed him." "I did not kill Steve Bee..." "He was never alive!" D-16 rubbed his faceplates. Elita-1 just narrowed her optics. "What?"

"Look...Sentinel, after the race, told us he would be heading to the surface and then we found this message. We figured that we could hand deliver him this-" Elita-1 clicked on the hologram, rotating ait as she continued to inspecting it. "-Or scout the location ourselves..." Elita-1's mouth was agape a bit as she continued looking at the map but when she heard Orion say scout the location himself her optics immediately darted up. "Whichever one comes first..." Elita-1 leaned back a bit, closing her mouth. "Elita you have to understand, this was just too important to wait for him to get back." "Orion is right...Sentinel stays out for random periods of times...it would be impossible to see him again hell even meet him again." D-16 added. "This...this can change all of out lives." Elita-1 then took a deep vent. "No, no, no, no. I will not get demoted again because of you, again!" She crossed her arms as she glared at Orion. She then turned to walk away, "I'm turning this damn right around and I'm notifying the-"

Before Elita-1 could finish D-16 suddenly spoke up. "Hey, guys? Guys?" He tapped Orion on the back, he had been watching behind them. He then pointed as everyone turned to look behind them. "What is that?" In the distance was the surface transforming, rumbling. "Is...is it getting bigger?" Elita-1 came to stand in between the two mechs. "Or closer?" B-127 stood up, towering over all of them. Staring out...he suddenly picked all of them up and started to run. "No, no, no, no! Not dealing with that!" He said as alarms started to blare. The jagged transformation of the surface started to stab through the tracks behind them. He was running towards an open hatch. Dropping them, surprisingly gently even through his panic, he knelt down to the hatch as it closed. "Are you closing? Don't close. Stop closing! It's closed!" He immediately started to try and tear the hatch apart, D-16 and Elita-1 helping him....but no matter how hard they tried it just wouldn't budge.

"Oh come on I can tear through literal metal but not a damn hatch?!" B-127 panicked. The three cogless mechs turning to look behind them as the ridge transformation started to lift the train up. "Oh...now we know why no one comes to the fragging surface!" D-16 yelled as he grabbed onto the railing, the others falling suite. The train started to go haywire. Alarms glared as the train tracks tried to dodged and weave the surfaces rapid transformations. As the train continued it was tossing the group of four each and every way. Soon the train got bumped in the back, sending the train flying upwards. The sudden jolt caused the group to let go, all screaming, one of the carts even got detached.

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When Elita-1 started to come to she heard her name being called in a...irritating familiar concerned voice. "Elita? Elita?" Elita-1 opened her optics to see Orion Pax above her, her gaze focusing and unfocusing. "You okay?" Once her optics focused she punched Orion in the face. He growled in pain as he fell backwards holding his face plates, "Can you stop that?! Primus was only trying to see if you were good.." He rubbed his face. Elita-1 was trying to stand up, the surface was surprising slippery. In the background she could see the big golden mech upside down, probably trapped somehow. "Can you help?" His voice was distant in her audio receptors but she finally got her footing, Orion huffing as he stood up himself. She turned to see D-16, who seemed reluctant and not that she could blame him, helped the much larger mech out. "Iacon...the train!" She immediately started looking around for the train.

Orion just patted her shoulder, "Relax Elita! It's fine, alright? Look here it comes." He stood next to her as they watched the train leave. "...and there it goes." Orion said nervously as he clapped his servos. He turned to see B-127 and D-16 standing right behind them. "I uh...okay...I was wrong about it...I thought it would turn this way and-" Elita-1 just closed her optics before she started to scream...not like anyone but them could hear it. B-127 covered his audio receptors with a hiss and D-16 and Orion flinched. She then vented in frustration as she turned to the trio.

"You. Killer. Sit." Shs pointed to B-127 who immediately sat, not wanting to piss off the anger femme more than she already was. Zhe then pointed to Orion and D-16. "You two. Right there, on your knees. Now!" The two miners did as they were told, looking at the ground shamefully. Elita-1 took a deep vent...she had to calm down. But how could she calm down when she was stuck with a literal killing machine and two dumbafts who would die for each other?! She then walked over to a nearby transformation in the surface and started to punch it.

Orion just hesitantly opened up the map. "Okay so I believe this is us-" He said pointing to the dot. "And if we follow the path to-" Before he could finish Elita-1 walked back over and snatched the distress signal from Orion. "Hey-!" "Now you listen to me Mr. "Zero Seconds Since My Last Accident"! I'll go on your damn fragging little quest because now I don't have a choice bit to go on your damn little quest. But I carry the map, I navigate, and I swear to Primus if this leads to nothing then I'm dragging you, you, and you-" She pointed to Orion, D-16, then B-127. "-back to Iacon city and to the first supervisor depot we see at which point you will explain everything that's happened using words that reflect me in a very positive light! Got it?!" She towered over Orion. "Y-Yes ma'am...it's great...such a uhm...good deal..alright." He nodded. Elita-1 then took a deep vent as she backed up, placing the distress signal on her own arm. She then looked over at B-127. "And you."

The bigger bot flinched, looking away. "Nuh uh uh uh. Look at me." He hesitantly did so as she walked up to him before punching him over the helm. "Ow!" "That's for trying to kill me...now what was your designation again?" "...it's B-127...or we'll I've been working on some nicknames like Bee or even-" His voice dropped and his pupils seem to fo away from each other. "-badassatron." Elita-1 just looked down at him before punching him over the helm again. "Don't ever call yourself again or do that with your optics." B-127 just held his helm with a whine and nodded. "Can you transform? You seem to be cogged." "I uhm...n-no ma'am I uh...I'm not allowed to transform and even if I was I really didn't have any room back in the place Sentinel put me to fo around and stuff..." "So you're useless." She hissed, that made B-127 flinch. "I..." "You're going to be our bodyguard." He looked up, puppy dogged eyed at being called useless. Elita-1 didn't crack though. "We don't know what is out here and since me and you are the only ones who seem to know how to do anything fighting wise you'll be protecting us. Understand?" "...yes ma'am." "Good." She then reached for B-127's helm, causing him to flinch since he thought he would get hit again....but Elita-1 just patted his head. "At least someone can listen."

She then turned to Orion and D-16. "D-16, your job is to keep your damn conjunx endura pit of trouble." "C-Conjunx?! No no no! Orion is more like a brother than anything!" "Yeah! Elita!" Both of their fans kicked on, embarrassed. "Well you two act more like a damn couple than brothers. I don't care what the hell you two are just keep that one out of trouble!" D-16 hesitantly nodded. Elita-1 just sighed as she rubbed the sides of her helm...just how the hell did she go from a mining captain, to a waste disposal manager....to this? Leading a band of idiots. She then turned and started walking, "Up. Let's go!" She clapped her servos together...this was about to be a long...long...walk.

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As the group started to walk, B-127 walked beside Elita-1 one. "...I uh..." "I already said I'm not forgiving you for almost killing me, B-127." "And thats perfectly fine Miss Elita.""I'm sorry what did you just call me?" B-127 flinched. "I uh-! Well Orion and D-16 bith called you Elita and I've always been told to respect my superiors so I just...I can call you something else if you want!" Elita-1 kept walking, staring up at the taller mech before she looked away from him. "...it has a nice ring to it. Keep calling me that." B-127 nodded with a small relieved vent. He was glad that he wasn't pissing the pink femme off anymore. Elita-1 spun the map around, inspecting it. It was definitely unique. B-127's wings twitched as he triedthinking of other things he could talk about with the pink femme.

Meanwhile D-16 walked side by side with Orion. He couldn't believe it! Conjunx enduras?! With Orion. "I uh...do we really act like lovers?" Orion asked as he rubbed his the back of his neck. "I uh...well even if we did you're not really my type. You'd definitely be on the list though." "I'm not your type?! What I'm so your type." "No...no I like them a bit more mature." Orion gasped before placing a servo over his spark chamber. "More mature?! I am mature you know! I can be mature." "Ehhhh...." D-16 crossed his arms with a playful smile. "Dee! I am so mature!" "I never said you weren't mature...I just said more mature." Orion huffed a D-16's response before crossing his own arms. They stayed silent before going into a small fit of laughter. With the small vent Orion looked back at D-16 who has still trying to stop, servo over his intake. "Well you aren't my type either...anyway...so...have you been thinking about what you'll say to Sentinel when you hand him the Matrix of Leadership?"

"Honestly I can't help it...I just..can't believe we're doing this. I mean just yesterday we were in the mines and now...we're on the surface. I would've never imagined this..." D-16 said with a small vent as he looked up towards the sky with a smile. "Well you better believe it Dee!" "You know...even though I've been giving you a hard time Pax...I'm glad I decided to come with you." He wrapped an arm around Orion's shoulders. "Even if it's a crazy idea." He said as he rubbed the other's helm. Orion chuckled before pushing D-16 off him. Suddenly Elita-1 stopped as B-127 had been talking to her about random things, like Steve and the other two mechs he built, the surface, the waybthey got to the train. Elita-1 turned to face the two playful mechs who had stopped as they stared at thepink femme. "Orion with me. D-16 take the talkative one because I sweat to Primus if I hear another word out of his intake I will sucker punch him. I am still pissed off at him. Orion sighed with disappointment and D-16 groaned in annoyance but they did switch.

They walked in groups of two. D-16 and B-127 and Elita-1 and Orion. Orion walked next to Elita as she rotated the holographic map, watching it. Orion twiddled his digits as he tried to think of something, anything, to say. I mean what do you even say to someone who you got fired and demoted and then dragged out to the surface? As he went to go something, probably to apologize again, Elita-1 cut him off. "You need to start filling me in on everything involving the weird dangerous mech you brought with you. If I remember correctly D-16 said he ate criminals? If you were good tell me that before I almost say my death....I wouldn't had believed you...bit now...explain." Orion sighed as he audio finals twitched. "I wish I could...Bee...he. We actually don't know much about him besides what he's told us. So uh...where do I even begin? It's as D-16 explained it. We, or well I, had to brilliant idea about racing in the Iacon 5000...to prove that we miners were more than mets the optic...and well...it didn't go as planned." He rubbed the back of his helm. 

"Of course it didn't go to plan. Nothing you do will ever go to plan. I mean how the hell did you expect to even get to Sentinel Orion? Did you just believe that it was just going to be a walk in the park? That you'd get to the surface and just find him like that?! The surface is huge and we don't even know where the hell he went to search for the Matrix. You're a damn idiot and even more so for dragging D-16 into your stupid plans...Primus you just like ruining lives don't you." "Elita...I.." Orion slowed down...she did have a point. What the hell was he even doing? He didn't even know where to begin besides following the map and just hoping he came across Sentinel or the Matrix. He even dragged D-16 into this and some random aft bot! Into this...maybe he was making a mistake. "But...I guess it's not all bad." Orion perked up at that. "If we deliver this or the Matrix of Leadership to Sentinel himself...who knows..we could get promoted. Live decent lives for once." Elita-1 said with a small vent. Yeah...yeah he just had to think of the bright sides. 

"Honestly you accidentally dragging me into this might have been a Primus send...I mean you're a dumbaft, D-16 would just follow you anywhere even if he is more smarter than you, and B-127....I feel like the bot, even though he's dangerous, would get himself killed within minutes. So you guys need a valuable leader...me. Plus if I'm the leader I get most of the credit and get my life on track that you ruined." Elita-1 said as she thought about it; Orion just let out a light chuckle. "Anyway...the uhm..race didn't go as planned and well what happened was D-16 got hurt...nothing to lethal or fatal...and while in the medbay we were waiting to get discharged when the Sentinel Prime showed up!" "Sentinel Prime? I bet you two got yelled at..." "No! In fact he said he was amazed by what we did! Though him and Airachnid did keep interrupting me." "If I was Sentinel I would've yelled at your dumbafts for going into such a dangerous race and demoted you to the lowest levels." Elita-1 huffed, glancing up as she heard rumbling in the distance, taking note how the surface was ever shifting.

Orion continued, "Yeah well he even called us legends and we were supposed to get pit into Sentinel’s service pod but Darkwing grabbed us and took us to his tower. We didn't get to see much before he threw us into a secert room, where we met Bee, and left us there!" "A secert room?" "Yeah it was a bit circular and there was all this stuff, you'd have to see it. Well that's where we met B-127 and he told us a bit about himself." Elita-1 nodded along, audio finals rotating as he listened to the red and blue one. "So then we got out by this really long and twisty chute that lead all the way down to sub level 50 and-" "Wait wait wait. Sub level 50? There's only 40 sub levels." "Nope! There's 10 more! We only saw sub level 50...it was a small place where B-127 said he use to watch trash burn before Sentinel got him...anyway then we climbed up the trash chute, B-127 got most of the trash unfortunately, and then we made it to sub level one where the train was and then well...you know the rest from there." Orion said as he looked down at Elita-1 who just nodded.

Elita-1 hummed before looking at Orion. "Do you know or D-16 know anything about B-127?" Orion just shook his head. "If I'm being honest I don't nor does D-16. I mean we did just meet him today..." Elita-1 grumbled as she rubbed her faceplates with her free hand. She couldn't believe Orion would just trust some random aft bot that could them instantly if they did one thing wrong. "Honestly what would you do without me?" Orion just gave a nervous chuckle.

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D-16 walked beside B-127 with his arms crossed. He already missed Orion even though he was literally infront pf him...it's just they haven't had a lot of time to just hang out since Orion normally did scrap he wasn't suppose to like going to the archives and they've been mining a lot recently. He kinda hoped this trip could've let them hang out some more after he had calmed down...but nooo...Elita-1 just had to ruin everything and now he was stuck with the literal murderer. He sighed, grumbling as they kept walking. He then glanced at B-127...or mostly at the back of his helm. He didn't even know it could open...and those rows of teeth...creepy. "So...where you born like this or...?" "Huh?" B-127 looked down at D-16. "I'm asking if you were born with all of...this stuff...before you were cogged." D-16 pointed to the horns, wings, and sharp denta. He also motioned to the back of B-127's helm. "Ah no...no their modifications." That made D-16 pause...modifications? "Why?" The question came out before he could stop himself...he didn't even know why a mech would want those kind of modifications. "I...well...it's complicated." "This whole situation is complicated."

B-127 sighed...he guessed there was no reason to not explain..they were friends after all. "I...okay well it's a bit hard to put into words...the reason I'm like this...is because when Sentinel found me I had already eaten a bot. Down in sub level 50 I mean...when I had been transfered there I think I was down there for like...three years? No on visited. No one checked up on me...no one cared. I didn't get fed and energon was hard to come by and still is...and well..you know that chute we went down from my room? A broken bot got dumped down there and well...they were bleeding and the hunger got so.bad I ate them. It was...I still feel the guilt and regret and a few days later Sentinel came down...and well..."rescued" me on a sense." D-16 listened...it was a bit...much just from that and B-127 wasn't even into explaining his modifications yet. "Well he took me to his tower, I got cleaned, fed, and I felt like...like someone actually cared about me." "Felt? Bee...what exactly is your relationship with Sentinel?"

B-127 took a deep breath. "It's...complicated. He...he's kinda like an older brother or something I don't know. I can barely tell myself. I have a deal with him though....he makes sure I don't go back to sub level 50...that I don't go back to being alone...as long as I get rid of bad mechs...no questions that nothing. He treats me kindly and loves me as if I were his own but...but that's only if I behave...you don't know the actual Sentinel like I do. He's stressed out a lot because he can't find the Matrix. He feels like he's letting everyone down...and he gets angry when mechs try to go against him because it makes him feel like all his hard work of trying to keep everyone happy is just a waste...so when I try to rehabilitate them...he gets mad...mad enough that he doesn't feed me energon...mad enough he threatens to isolate me...he...I just don't understand. But...it's not like I wasn't to kill or eat other mechs. I sometimes keep energon cubes he gives me to make the mechs last longer...to try to save them...but..." He rubbed the back of his helm...the way B-127 described his relationship with the Prime...it sounded kinda toxic..but...but there was not way someone like him would do that...

"Airachnid and my T-cog did all my modifications to me. The t-cog changed my audio receptors from like button like things to horns, made my denta sharper, along with my digits. I even have a bit of heightened senses and agility. Airachnid...she...she's the one who made the back of my helm like that...and...and Sentinel likes flying mechs more than ground mechs so he wanted me to resemble him in a way...that's way I have these wings. They're uh...new actually...that's why I said they don't work because I don't know if they're usable or just for show." B-127 sighed before moving and removing something from his optics which made D-16 freeze. "...I wear these red contacts because...because Sentinel says it makes me look scarier...something to be feared and respected..." B-127's optics...were a nice shade of baby blue with a bit of a purple tint. They looked amazing. B-127 placed the red contacts back in. "....I...It's to make me better is what he says. The modifications. To help him better...and....and I want to help. That's why I came with you guys..."

D-16 nodded. He understood the mech a little better now...he wasn't some mindless beast like he thought he was. He was an actual mech...a mech who just wants to help someone who helped him. Someone who gave him a purpose....in a way B-127 reminded him of Orion. Hesitantly D-16 grabbed B-127's servo, giving it a slight squeeze. "....Thanks...I guess for deciding to help us...Bee." B-127 looked down at the smaller before smiling. "It's my pleasure...thank you for trusting me." D-16 nodded as they kept walking....he was kinda glad B-127 told him...told him a lot...it made him understand the bot just a little better...and made him gladder he was on their side and not their enemy. "Alright let's catch up with the others." B-127 nodded and picked D-16 up, who looked out a surprised woah voice as B-127 placed him on his shoulders, his feet wheels coming out as skated to the other two.

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Once the group was all together they kept walking, we'll B-127 more or less skated. "Woah! Hey Bee when do I get a turn?!" Orion said as he walked backwards to watch B-127. D-16 just huffed. "You aren't getting a turn. Bee wanted to do this himself, I didn't ask him." Orion just huffed as B-127 let out a small chuckle. As the two mechs argued Elita-1's optics twitched. "Enough you two! B-127 isn't some toy he's a damn mech who's supposed tp be ready to protect us if something attacks! Remember? So B-127 place D-16 down. Now!" All three mechs paused before sighing in disappointment. B-127 placed D-16 down. "Eliiiitttaaaa! Come on! Its gonna be a long journey..." Orion whined before Elita-1 snacked him aside the helm. "Again B-127 is not a toy. Respect him." Orion huffed as held his helm. "Yes ma'am...." "Honestly I feel like I'm watching children then full grown mechs. Am I the only responsible one here?!" She huffed as they kept walking. Honestly...what a bunch of children.

As they walked they passed by numerous sites. B-127 commenting things here and there like: "How much farther do you think the Matrix of Leadership is? Wanna make an estimated guessiment?" And "This is probably the coolest thing to happen to literally anyone!" And he even sung a little song about all of them...how they were all friends...honestly it looked like Elita-1 was going to punch him again. Orion just paused as he stated down at the red grass. "Look there's more of it over here." B-127 paused in his little song and D-16 slowed down. Elita-1 stopped and stared forward. "What exactly is it?" "Dunno it's not metal though." B-127 cleared his throat. "I told you guys back on the train what it was...though you guys probably weren't listening because of everything happening. Sentinel says it something of legends called organic life...what does that mean? I have no idea. But he had watched a meteorite his the surface and on his next expedition there was all this stuff so it's sage to assume that that's where this "organic" stuff came from." D-16 crouched to touch it, Elita-1 immediately grabbing his wrist. "Don't touch it...it could be dangerous."

B-127 just scoffed. "It's not, it's perfectly safe." B-127 then proceeded to touch it. Elita-1 just glared but let go of D-16's wrist before crossing her arms. "Well I think it's a bit weird. Weird nature." Orion said as he started walking again, hand running through the blades of red grass. Elita-1 started walking as well before gently hitting Orion in his chest plates before pointing ahead to some mechanical deer like animals. "So are they..." "They're kinda cute." B-127 said as he started humming. As they approached the deer they didn't seem to run or attack. "Such...passive creatures." Elita-1 said as she reached out a servo, hesitantly touching one of them on their heads. It let out a humming noise but didn't pull away. Just then there was a loud rumbling noise which caused the deer to immediately look up, the one Elita-1 one had her hand on looked away, their elongated ears swishing here and there to listen. "What was that?" Elita-1 said giving B-127 a look. The golden bot immediately had his battle mask on and his laser stingers out as he looked around, searching for the source. "Guys relax it's probably just the surface changing again..." Orion said as the deers pink circles on their ears started to turn red...communicating danger.

"You think that this is is just the surface changing? No...no that was a different kind of rumble." Elita-1 said. The wind started to blow a bit harder, the orangish red clouds moving across the sky as metal started to clink. Orion looked down at his feet, the wind was blowing from...behind them? "Uh..." D-16 and the rest of them watched as the deer ran, something was clearly wrong. This was no the surface shifting. "This....this isn't right. We should go. Now." D-16 nodded in agreement. "Oh so now you want to say it isn't right?" Elita-1 grumbled as she made a signal. "We should run. Not walk." The group nodded and followed pursuit. B-127 stayed though, his battle mask picked up...a lot of signatures...coming from...the sky? He looked upwards, his mask trying to focus on something. Anything that was giving off those signals. The group paused before looking back at B-127. "Bee what are you doing?! Come on le-" Orion's voice cut off as they all stared forward...a ship...a ship was coming. A Quintesson ship to be exact.

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B-127 stared at the ship...that's where all the signatures where coming from...and there was a lot of them. He then deactivated his laser knives before activating his wheels on his pedes. "Go! Go! Go!" B-127 yelled as he rolled to catch up. The trio infront of him didn't even hesitate, running. They were heading to an abandoned structure. B-127 had heard about them from Sentinel. Old energon mining deposit stations. It was all rusted and covered in the organic life. The trio hid behind a large structure, and B-127 rolled up to them, deactivating his wheels and standing beside them. Their frames pressed against the wall. B-127 was venting heavily...they didn't have what he had...couldn't see how many life signatures were up on that ship...didn't know the extent of the danger they were now in. Orion hesitantly glanced from behind the structure to look at the Quintesson ship. "Holy...Primus..." He whispered, Elita-1 giving him a glare to shut up. The ship was getting closer, mechanical marbling could be heard. They all looked upwards as the ship started to pass above them.

"What...what is that?" D-16 asked hesitantly...of course D-16 and Elita-1 didn't know what the hell it was. B-127 knew what it was due to Sentinel's stories and the things he use to read whole down in sub level 50...Prion knew what they were due to being in the archives a lot. "A Quintesson ship." Orion and B-127 said at the same time. "What?!" Elita-1 whispered yelled. "What the hell are we suppose to do?! What are we going to do?!" D-16 said as he started to panic. "Sh! Just...firstly stay calm...and then-" Before Orion could finish they heard pitter pattering. The all jolted as they turned to look to see one of the deer like creatures running...fallen behind from it's heard. It zigzagged as it past them, out in the open...suddenly their was a blue colored shot which exploded the deer and a bit of the ground. Elita-1 covered her mouth and B-127 let out a grimaced hiss. D-16 just had his jaw dropped as Orion's optics widened.

The machine's deer-like form was now twisted and charred, the once sleek metal surface blackened and scarred with the telltale signs of intense heat. Pieces of the machine's body had been blasted apart, leaving behind jagged edges and exposed wiring. Flame licked at the edges of the machine, dancing across the remnants of the once-elegant form, turning them to ash and char. The scent of burning metal filled the air, mixing with the acrid fumes of the fire. It was a sorry sight, a beautiful machine reduced to a smoldering wreck. The area area the deer had been cracked, almost to a crater like hole. There was a short period of tense silence before the Quintession ship brought down a red light that spread into multiple. "Frag their looking for life forms..." Orion vented out before turning to the other's. "We gotta go. Now!"

The group started to run away from the red light. If they were caught they'd probably end up like that deer or worse captured. The ship was moving as well, mechanical whirring was that was heard. As they ran they had to stop, B-127 almost getting caught as they had to pause, pressing the back of their frames against a different building. Orion could feel the rust and some soft green organic stuff(moss) against his back. He was venting heavily...what the hell...the watched as the red past by them but they weren't in the clear yet as the light decided to come from behind them. "Go! Go! Go!" Orion whispered yelled as he motioned for them to go. As they started to run B-127 tripped a little bit caught himself as Orion helped him. He gave a small nod before picked up the smaller bot and activating his wheels. Had then grabbed D-16 who let out a small squeak, Elita-1 however, got the message and maneuvered herself onto B-127's shoulders.

"Keep going forward!" B-127 nodded and started to skate, while he was slowed a bit down by the weight it was much faster than trying to outrun the light. "Try aiming for underneath there." Elita-1 said pointing to a beam that was out, connecting two buildings. Since they were all on B-127 that should be able to fit. B-127 nodded and raced over there, coming to a screeching halt underneath it. He stood there panting. They were safe... totally...but since the surface was a bit slippery under the beam, Bee started to roll and stagger as he tried to keep his balance. The red light started to scan behind them. "Bee!" Elita-1 screamed. B-127 took a huge vent before spinning in place, stopping himself by doing the splits. He had a pained look on his face and Orion and D-16 gave him a hiss of grimace. The light started to scan before leaving the area they were under. Watching as the light stopped before shutting off, the Quintession ship starts to sail off.

Everyone let out a collective sigh, B-127 letting go of D-16 and Orion and Elita-1 getting off his shoulders. He held his pelvis area as he hissed...he wasn't one for flexibility like Elita-1. He hissed in pain as he staggered up a bit. Orion patted his shoulder while D-16 and Elita-1 watched the Quintession ship sail off. She then turned to look at B-127 and Orion. B-127 looked up, "What...what were the searching for?" D-16 then turned to look at them, still freaked a bit out. "Oh I don't know maybe someone to hug Bee? How should we know?!" He vented heavily, he needs to take his breathing exercises, calm down. "Well we shouldn't just stand here and wait to find out. Elita?" Elita-1 blinked before turning on the distress signal map.

"This way... we're thankfully close." She started to lead the way again, not walking anymore but running. That was a good idea...they didn't need to walk and take any chances of that ship coming back. They seemed to be heading to a mountain like ridge...like ones they've seen when they first arrived. "Quintessions haven't been seen for about fifty cycles....what the hell are they doing here?" Orion said before Elita-1 responded. "It just doesn't make any sense... there's barely anything out here besides those weird creatures." "Or..." B-127 started and his next words left everyone feeling a bit of dread. "... they're doing what Sentinel is doing. Looking for the Matrix." That made a shiver go down their back struts.

If the Quintessions were looking for the matrix too then...it was also probably the reason Iacon city was underground. "But why hasn't Sentinel said anything about them to the city's inhabitants?!" Elita-1 said. "Probably not to make anyone panic. We're already scared and defenseless...full of dread that the Matrix of Leadership will never be found and that our energon reserves will dry up.....he probably didn't want to give us citizens something else to worry about." D-16 responded. 

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As they arrived, closer to the mountain they could see it was covered in the nature life. Many plants that reached tall heights were bundled together as the started to get closer to the mountains base. There were many different pretty and quite good smelling plants of different colors and shapes. The group stayed close together, all behind B-127 as he plowed down some of the grass so they could get through. As they climbed high there were more tall plants and colorful plants filled the area. "Just a little further B-127." B-127 nodded as they kept walking. As they final made it to a stable place where they could actually stand they were met with a terrifying sight. There was a cave infront of them, honestly though it looked more like the back of B-127's helm when it opened. B-127 and looked towards Elita-1 who was now standing next to him.

Elita-1 looked at the map and then towards the cave as she took in a quiet deep vent. "Our destination is just past the entrance." "You've got to be kidding me..." B-127 mumbled...there was no way he was letting them into there! I mean it just screamed death. Orion, however, perked up as he went to rush past B-127. "Then what are we waiting for! Let's go inside!" B-127 immediately grabbed him by the arm. "Are you crazy?! Do you not see how that place looks?! Honestly it's like you're trying to see how fast you can die!" He hissed out before Elita-1 placed a servo on B-127's arm. "B-127 it's better than waiting out in the open waiting for that Quintession ship to come back and find us and then shoot us or worse capture us."

D-16 nodded as he placed a servo on B-127's wrist, the same wrist connected to the servo holding Orion, "She's right Bee...if we don't go inside then we risk the Quintessions coming back and finding us...besides if anything dangerous is in there then we have you to protect us. Okay? It's going to be alright..." B-127 hesitantly let go of Orion who just smiled before rushing inside the cave. Elita-1 gave a curt nod to B-127 before following suite. D-16 hesitantly grabbed B-127's servo into his and gave a reassuring squeeze. "Just follow my venting okay? In for five and out for five. B-127 nodded as he followed D-16's instructions as he led B-127 in. His mask came back in, he could detect D-16, Orion, and Elita-1's life signals...and another one coming from deeper in the cave...one that was very faint.

Orion turned on his mining light follow by Elita-1 and D-16. B-127's mask came with night vision so he didn't need a light...not like he had one in the first place. The cave was dark, having shadows lurking from every corne. Stalactites hung from the ceiling, a light greyish color..if one fell from the ceiling it could surely pierce through the toughest of a mech's armor... probably killing on contact. The cave was full of floral just like the mountain side, flowers blooming and reaching for any light that could be provided from the small cracks and the entrance. The air was a deep damp and rust smell that almost made B-127 glad that he had a mask. The cave was silent save for water dripping, definitely the cause of the rust, and the groups pedesteps.

They slowly continued to course through the cave, having to crouch down in order to get more into the cave. Orion slowly stood up as he peered down. "Oh." "My." "Primus...I don't believe it." Elita-1, D-16, and then B-127 spoke. There down below them was an open circular area. Water coming from one side of the cave to a small pond in the middle of the room...in the room down below them...were the bodies of the thirteen primes.

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They all stared below them. The cave area was spacious, full of that organic life stuff. The Thirteen Primes' bodies were littered about the area from what they could see from the light that came from a big hole in the roof. D-16 took a deep vent as he looked down below them. The closest prime they could see was Onyx Prime. His wings were bent at weird angles, missing some blades that had been his wing feathers, some were even bent. "....well...I guess it isn't just nothing then." Elita-1 hummed as she tossed Orion the distress signal. He fumbled with it a bit before catching it and placing it back onto his right arm. Orion then hesitantly grabbed D-16's servo and with a nod started leading them down. B-127 stayed where he was, following as last of the group. They all split up, Orion letting go of D-16's servo. 

Elita-1 walked until the glow of metal caught her attention, stopping as she let out a shakey vent. Infront of her, covered in green fuzzy stuff, was Solus Prime. Her arm bent at a weird angle as she rested upon a rock. Through her chest, her spark chamber to be exact, was some sort of green spike. Her mouth open in what maybe was a scream or maybe even a cry. Elita-1 got on her knees and tilted her head forward, in respect to the fallen prime, whispering how she hoped her and the other Primes souls made it to the well of all sparks safely. She then stood up and continued on her way.

D-16 walked around, the cave was...beautiful...a good yet sad resting place. Hid optics caught sight of a familiar face, one he admired yet never really knew personally....Megatronus. he hesitantly walked over to the face...his head had been decapitated from his body, a clean cut. He sat down and started to clean the face...this...he felt sorry. "Megatronus Prime..." He let his servos rest on the face...they'd have to come back with Sentinel and give the Primes a proper resting...not...not this abandoned site of a dead war. He felt anger rush in him. Think about Sentinel....did he know where this place was? Why had he not brought the bodies back to Iacon...why had he not given the Primes a proper burial? He was there when it had happened right? He was a Prime himself after all...it just...didn't make sense.

Orion walked, separating from D-16. He walked over to a laying Prime. "Zeta Prime... He stared down at the fallen Prime. Bowing a bit before standing back up, his processor clicked. "The Matrix!" He whispered to himself before moving to look into the Prime's chassis chamber. He looked in, T-cog chamber seemed empty and the Matrix was gone. "No...no no it's gone...no.." He was breathless as D-16 and Elita-1 came next to him, to see what he saw. "Damn it...damn it!" He rubbed his faceplates. It was bad enough he had to see the Primes all beaten and battered, covered in organic life...but to not find the Matrix? To not find the one thing that could keep their race alive? Elita-1 placed a servo on the red and blue mech's shoulder. "Calm down...we'll keep looking.." She helped him up before looking around. "B-127? Damn it where the hell did he go?" All three bots looked around before seeing B-127.

The big gold mech was standing infront of something, his wings fluttering a bit. Orion came to stand next to him, B-127 had been staring at some sort of glowing blinking blue thing. Elita-1 and D-16 stood next to B-127 as Orion went to check it out. "Bee...come help me with this please." B-127, flinching out of his dazed state, nodded and walked up to Orion. They started to clear away some rubble, halfway through Elita-1 and D-16 helped to. Once they had finished they had revealed a Prime... "Alpha Trion..." B-127 said as he held a big rock. The prime was reaching out, mouth open slightly...he was powered off..but..not dead. "Oh my Primus he's still alive?!" Elita-1 said, hope in her optics.

Orion nodded, "He's just in a power down state, that blue light. That's his spark, it's still lit. We need to get him online somehow." "And how do we do that?" Elita-1 said as she and Orion stood infront of the battered mech. D-16 glanced to B-127, he remembered B-127 had said that he sometimes had energon cubes on him...to make his "rehabilitation" prisoners last longer to try to redeem them. "Bee...you have any of those energon cubes?" B-127 looked and D-16 as Orion and Elita-1 looked back to the two. B-127 nodded as he stepped forward, past the two. Bringing his right arm up, he opened a small compartment that held three cubes. He took one of them, compartment closing, his mask lifting up to reveal his nervous face. He then hesitantly placed the small cube into the Prime's mouth, making him swallow it. 

They all stepped back, electrical crackling through Alpha Trion's circuits was heard as the Prime started to awaken. His frame sparked some from the exposed wires. His optics powered on. "Quintesson ambush!" He yell growled out taking a step forward, causing the group to fall back some. B-127 immediately got infromt of the three, mask coming back on. Orion grabbed B-127's arm to calm him down some. "Attack!" Alpha Trion's frame still sparked as he moved, he was panicking, still in fight or flight mode and right now was currently in between that stage. "Woah! Woah!" Orion said, pushing forward to calm the Prime down. Alpha Trion's voice glitched, distorting some, as he fell to his knee with a pained groan.

Orion caught him and helped him up some. "It's alright...it's okay!" "Message before-" "You're safe now...Alpha Trion sir...it's alright." The Prime took some deep vents, coughing and hacking up some of that organic life with another groan. "The war...it's over." Alpha Trion's optics looked around...looking at the group, his right optic flickering. His gaze then fell onto Zeta Prime who was laying not too far away from him. He let out a small growl before standing up, holding the side of his chassis. Orion hesitantly let go of the purple mech, the group watching as he walked over weakly to his fallen brother. Falling onto his knee as he looked down at Zeta. "....Primus may your spark rest in piece..." He mumbled, his gaze glancing around the cave before falling back to the group...he didn't recognize any of them from the high guard...and where were their cogs? The golden one...his cog felt familiar...it definitely wasn't his own.

Alpha Trion then turned back to Zeta. "...may you forgive me...I have.." He hesitantly, and shakily, rested a servo onto the Prime's face. "...failed you, old friend. You deserved so much better than this...end." Orion then stepped forward, "What? No, you didn't fail." Alpha Trion turned back to look at the red and blue mech. "We heard your message! The one you left for the high guard? We've come to find the Matrix-" "Your transformation cogs...where are they? What has happened to you? Who are you bots?" He fell to sit on his aft, standing hurt to much right now, his joints hurt from not moving in who knows how long. D-16 then stepped forward, "We're cogless miners...from the city known as Iacon." 

Alpha Trion looked away, "Miners? Why? Why would we need miners?" Elita-1 then crossed her arms. "Energon it stopped flowing...so...since then we've had to drill for it. That's why there are miners." Alpha Trion almost let out a laugh at the absurdity. Energon stopped flowing? Ha! "That is...impossible." "That's why we came! To fix things...if we find the Matrix of Leadership and get it to-" Alpja Trion raised a servo. "Before...you fill me in on that...you haven't answered my questions..." "S-sorry?" "...I asked you what happened to your transformation cogs...who you are.." Orion shifted, "I'm Orion Pax sir, the monochromatic mech is D-16, I call him Dee, the pink femme is Elita-1, I call her Elita, and the golden mech is B-127...I call him Bee..and as for our transformation cogs-" "-we weren't born with them...we've never had a cog since we onlined."

"...Alright. Orion...and you, D-16 correct? What do you mean you weren't born with a cog." Alpha Trion started to stand up. "Every Cybertronian is born with a cog." "W-what?" The group looked shocked. Alpha Trion looked towards B-127. "Where did you get your cog young one because I can tell it does not belong to you..." "I...well Sentinel Prime ga-" "Sentinel Prime?! What do you mean Sentinel Prime?!" Alpha Trion suddenly snapped stepping forward. "Sentinel is no Prime." The group stated at Alpha Trion. "What?!" B-127's voice turned high pitched. D-16 just huffed as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Great...he's broken. Fantastic." Orion just glared at them before looking back at Alpha Trion. "What are you talking about? Why...would you say that. Sentinel has always been a Prime...I mean sure I never saw him in any of the archive stuff with the rest of the Primes but he's been ruling Iacon for almost 50 vorn now."

"50 vorn...that's how long we've been gone? Dead?" Alpha Trion shook his head. D-16 then stepped forward. "Sentinel Prime is our protector. He's been the one saving us from the apparently still here Quintessons ever since-" "You have not been saved. You've been living a lie...and damn lie that he has been telling for 50 vorn...why...why hasn't the high guard come to help? Where the hell are they when you need them?" He hummed before he started pacing, his frame shaking. "I saw the truth about your beloved Sentinel Prime with my own optics...come...and I will show you the wicked truth." He tilted his head as he started to walk away. The group looked at each other before following.

Alpha Trion moved to the middle before sitting down again and placing a servo onto the ground. He closed his optics as he concentrated. "For thousands of vorn, the war with the Quintessons had be a brutal conflict." Metal dust started to move, shaping into colors and shapes...the group standing infront of the Prime watched. "That was until one of our top and most trusted advisors, Sentinel, came to us. He had intercepted an enemy transmission. Here in this very spot...was going to be a secret gathering of Quintesson commanders. If we could eliminate them...then this blasted war would be over. It was too important, a job needed to be done right...that we Primes took it upon ourselves to see to it that it gets done. We agreed to follow Sentinel, he said he knew where they were meeting. We followed the coords he gave us and ended up here...but we were not alone." He shook his head as he looked upwards, the cave ceiling hissed with chittering as Quintessons scamper inside.

B-127 flinched and immediately got ready for battle, D-16 grabbed his arm. "It's alright Bee..they're from the past Alpha Trion is showing. Alpha Trion nodded and B-127 calmed down a bit, stingers deactivating. "Quintessons!" "They're here!" The group watched as the Primes yelled, getting ready for battle themselves. "It's a trap! Battle positions!" "Hold the line!" The group then watched as a battle took place, Quintessons firing from above and the Primes rushing and battling. "We had been outnumbered but stood as one. Our victory had been near!" The group continued to watch as a sword went through Nexus Prime's chassis, right through the spark chamber...and the one who did it...was none other than Sentinel. "...until we were betrayed."

D-16 watched as two Quintessons held down Megatronus down, his grip on B-127's arm getting tighter as he watched with horror and rage as Sentinel...cut the Prime's helm clean off. B-127 looked down at D-16 before hugging him...his rage inky got worse as he continued to watch. They all watched as Sentinel killed off the Primes...one by one. Then it got to Zeta...watching as he shot the Prime, Zeta flying over them. The all flinched down some as the dust landed, B-127 hugging the monochromatic mech a bit tighter. They turned, D-16 squirming out of B-127's comforting hug as he vented heavily. Watching as Sentinel stepped on Zeta's hand. "Sentinel, why?" A question that was on all of their processors. Sentinel then smiled...though now it looked wrong...nauseating...as he held a gun to Zeta's faceplates. "For all the power of Cybertron pf course. You bastards have looked down on me long enough....it's time to let's say...change course." With that...he shot. 

"But...Sentinel never understood the true power of what he desired..." they watched as Sentinel tore out the Matrix of Leadership from Zeta's dead frame. "The Matrix of Leadership can only be used by one that Primus himself deems worthy...and Sentinel was no where near worthy..." They all watched as the Matrix tore itself from Sentinel’s servos and with a scream of No the Matrix broke down and was gone. Elita-1 covered her mouth and the dust settled...she felt...angry and shocked...Orion also collapsed to his knees...D-16 vented heavily before he walked over to a Rick and punched it with a angry scream. B-127 just stood there...not moving a inch. "Wait...hold on. You're saying that the Matrix of Leadership just vanished?" Orion said as he looked towards the purple mech. 

D-16 started pacing as he took in deep vents. He had to calm down. This...Alpha Trion was just fucking with them! He had to be! "No. No no no no no! Whatever you just showed us! You're lying and I will not fragging believe it!" "Why...why would Sentinel do that?" Elita-1 said as she shook her helm as she held it. "....to make a bargain." "A bargain? With who? Wait...don't tell me.." Orion said as he shakily stood up. Alpha Trion just looked...sadden...guilty. "I'm afraid so..." They felt as the ground rumbled and Alpha Trion looked up with a glare. "With the new rulers of Cybertron..." Orion and Elita-1 stood up, D-16 paused in his pacing, and B-127 finally moved.

Alpha Trion lead them outside, told them to stay low...to see the truth for themselves...the climbed a bit before laying down. They stared out...this part of Cybertron looked...dead. No beautiful light reflected off them, no weird but pretty organic life...just...a bunch of rust. There were so many Quintesson ships in the air and B-127 pushed himself to become flatter...all the life signals his mask was detecting wasn't helping him in the slightest. He put his mask up as they watched. They heard whirring from above and watched as a mother ship pasted above them. It was huge. Bigger than any of those runs scouting ships... "He's here..." D-16 growled as they watched Sentinel and a few of his guards, including Airachnid, flew in. Trains coming with them. "Sentinel Prime is here..." 

"I can barely see anything it's too far away. B-127 sighed before putting his mask back on, taking it off fully, and a hologram appeared. It was small, as the not let them get caught. They watched the hologram, watching as Quintesson soldiers scampered out of the ship. They watched as a big one, most likely the boss, came out. Though they couldn't hear what was going on or being discussed. Elita-1 glanced away from the hologram and looked down at the real thing...what were they doing with the trains? "Why are the waste disposal trains there?" Suddenly they watched as Sentinel Prime...bowed...to the Quintesson leader. "Bee...turn it off. We've seen enough..." D-16 growled and much to Orion's dismay..he did...putting his mask up once more. They didn't need to see anything else up close...

Suddenly the waste disposal trains opened...the cargo boxes being lifted into the air. "Those crates are filled with contaminated metal...I should fragging know since I'm the one who filled them up." Prion looked at Elita-1 before back at the scene. "I...I don't understand..just what do Quintessons want with contaminated metal? Toxic waste?" And as if answer Orion's question, the crates began to open..revealing energon. D-16 felt himself get more and more angry...filled with rage. "Our energon." They watched as their energon got sucked up into tye Quintesson's ship. D-16 then stood up, "Traitor!" He yelled and Orion immediately pulled him back down. "Dee no! I know you're pissed but just...just calm down for right now." He growled before shoving Orion off him and walked back into the cave. Orion and Elita-1 followed...B-127 lay there...just for a moment before following the group inside..

Alpha Trion sat there. Mourning his fallen brothers and sisters in silence when he heard the group return. The monochromatic one seemed pissed and the red and blue one tried to calm him down...D-16 had a right to be anger though...he just wished it didn't have to be this way...Elita-1 came in as well followed by B-127 who looked...mortified...Alpha Trion stood up...these poor younglings...

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Hello hello everyone! I'm so glad that everyone is liking my fanfiction so far. The reason I never posted in April is because April was a very busy time for me.

April 4th - Birthday

April 11th - My own birthday(I am now a proud adult thank you very much :3)

April 18th - Getting ready for Easter 

April 25th - Working on a art project

So yeah...now I know it may not seem like it was busy but I had to make plans. Do stuff. Hang out with family. The whole nine yards. Now as for what this chapter is...its just a update. I will no longer be posting on Fridays for chapters!! Now this doesn't mean I'm abandoning the fanfiction....like I have in the past...no. No I want to finish this. I'll be writing a doc about the chapters, going through them, rereading then and rewriting...I honestly am not a good writer. I don't script any of my work out and most of this fanfiction has been inspiration and movie based. Lots of these chapters I made while rewatching the movie so I could add my own little plot to the thing. I don't know how many chapters there will be or even how it's going to end and I want to figure this out and make it a whole lot better.

Writing fanfiction is like an escape for me to just sprawl out my ideas even if they don't finish. It's not for anyone but myself and for people to maybe enjoy what I write. It's not meant to be professional....it's a little side hobby I do whenever an idea pops up in my brain because it's like. I'll read something or watch something and go like...man...wish it went this way or I wish this happened and Yatta yadda ya...and then I remember...Im a human being with free will!! I don't plan for any of my writing. It just happens in my brain and I just write it out. To be honest that's all you have to do. Don't care if anyone says its horrible...hell don't even make it for other people! Some people do do that but honestly you can make a fanfiction however you want. It's your idea and your free will(Im not talking about any gross shit btw i don't and will never support fanfictions like that[pedophilia, zoophilia, that shit]) but just be you and write what you wanna write! For me though I want people to enjoy this and I want to try and make it good....so I'll be planning from now on!

Thank you all again for everyone who actually liked reading this fanfiction but this isn't the end. Not to this one or the others I plan to write. I have lots of ideas and I'm actually going to try to plan for them. I'm going to prewrite the chapters and post as I please. I plan to do that in the future with this fanfiction and upcoming ones. I will be very busy though since school is almost out for me which means finals are coming up so I will have to work on that but I promise this isn't the end for this fanfic.

Again thank you so much for all the support I've received on this fanfiction and I can't wait to finish this one and write even more. This chapter will be deleted whenever the real chapter 10 comes out just because I don't want new readers to read this fanfiction and just read this chapter that has nothing to do with the story...I just wanted to apologize for the schedule and my plans for this fanfic.