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A Transformers Prime FanFiction
Across the starry void the hunter and the hunted coursed. Two ships. One perused one fled, but which was which who could tell?
The ship currently in the lead was in better shape. Its engines purred easily, great gears turning smoothly. The crew was calm, each moving about their assigned task efficiently, and armor chinking softly where two friends brushed shoulders for reassurance. There was no fear evident here. They sought essential fuel for their craft, for themselves. If they couldn't find it their deaths were certain, either in battle or by starvation.
The following ship was in chaos. The engines choked and coughed. Smoke seeped into every corridor from a hundred cracks in the plating. Low on energon and desperate the crew was only kept from open brawling by fear of the Captain. In the dark corners of the ship the large
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A Transformers Prime Fanfic
"Bumblebee wants me to do what?" June Darby stood over the stove cradling an old cordless phone between her shoulder and ear. She held the handle of a cast-iron frying pan in one hand and a spatula in the other. A look of surprise was playing over her face.
"Well, I'd be honored I'm sure, but wouldn't he prefer you to do it? Of course I'll be right there." June set the phone down and turned off the stove. She quickly went to her room and changed out of the shorts and white tee into her teal scrubs. She snatched up her stethoscope, then hesitated, she finally smiled and shook her head but draped it around her neck anyway. She went out into the garage and stood in front of the man door. Soon a glowing emerald portal filled the back wall. June strode into the swirling green mist and disappeared.
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A Transformers Prime Fanfic
Based after the events of Episode 23
Engine purring a yellow muscle car pulled smoothly into the cavernous interior of the abandoned missile silo. A door clicked open to disgorge a moving pile of, something. Petri dishes rattled in a plastic bag, beakers of various sizes clinked in a cardboard box, and at least two microscopes peaked out of a backpack. The car waited patiently while the moving pile of scientific paraphernalia waddled over to a table and collapsed around a brown haired boy. Raphael Esquivel was smiling and humming to himself as he hurried back to the car for another armful.
"Raphael! You're back." A gruff voice called eagerly from across the base.
"Just in time too! Mrs. Darby and I were just about to start calibrating the new bio-analytical array." The smile slipped momentarily from the boys face. He glanced around quickly for a plac
RecoveryKnockout revved his engine as he shifted into another gear. Some part of him, some stupid scary part of him was terrified at loosing Breakdown. The fact that he had been kidnapped by well equipped humans scared him a little too but he didn't care. He wasn't going to loose this partner to stupid flesh-lings.More Like This
A welcome blip appeared on Breakdown's scanners. The mech sighed and changed course, driving straight toward Knock Out's energy signature. With any luck the red medic could patch his optic quick. Over of all the injuries he suffered, that one bothered him the most.
Picking up Breakdown's signature, the red medic floored it swerving on the mountain roads before coming to a screeching halt as Breakdown rounded the corner in front of him. he transformed and went over, dragging a medical kit from subspace. "You...!" His red eyes were wide as he saw the damage even in vehicle mode.
Breakdown transformed with grimace and quickly replaced it with a frown.
"Me," he said like nothing was wro