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Caro Transmutata Metallo 31
A Transformers Prime Fanfiction
Ratchet stepped out of the train car and glared grimly over the desolate landscape. Many resources had gone into making the mass transit system, the first of its kind after the war, safe and accessible. Now the web of rails wove through Iacon proper and stretched out to most of the mines and outposts. However, once a mech stepped away from the platform at the end of the line, his spark was in his own servos entirely – his and those of his companions. The medic folded down into his alt mode and roared off even as his fellow travelers emerged from the car. To be perfectly blunt, he was already a bit tired of their loud and opinionated company. They would pace along behind him, out of sight but within easy hailing distance if he ran into trouble.
The flat metal that made up the roads of this desolate region slipped past under Ratchet’s tires as he roared towards his destination