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Page two: Unease

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A little comic introduction for the story of Cryoclaw!

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And here is Cryoclaw's altmode!

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Here's a little character sheet of Cryoclaw!

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Have a little loop of Cryoclaw's alt mode moving!

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Have a frosty Boi! Cryoclaw! He's a Predacon who has the ability to generate ice from his hands(duh), and has frostbreath. His alt mode is similar to Predaking's, being a dragon-like alt-mode. I'm working on making the alt-mode now!

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Rocky Relationship

The Predacon walked down the hallway of the Nemesis' empty hallways, looking around and getting a bearing of his surroundings. He seemed curious of the area, as he didn't really have any idea where he was, like a lost kid in a market. The other Decepticons all kept away from the poor Predacon, like they thought of him as a beast... nothing more.

The Predacon continued on, until walking into a little encounter between Starscream and an Eradicon. The Air Commander had a stern look on his face that made the beast back up a few feet. He wasn't like the prideful and courageous Predaking. He was still new to this confined space he was brought it.

And the Seeker's expression and aura wasn't helping.

Starscream glanced at the Predacon with a hard glare as he berated the Eradicon, seeming annoyed with the beast's presence. He groveled before pushing the other bot away, stomping towards the beast.

"Why are you out and about, you brainless fool?! Don't you understand me!?" *The Seeker snapped, pointing his finger at the Predacon standing in front of him.

"Answer me, you feral beast!" *Starscream exclaimed. It made the poor Predacon jump, before lowering his head, almost submissive to command.

Starscream noticed this and smirked, clearly proud that he had control over this beast.

"Much better..." He said with a cocky tone. "Now, back you go! Before Megatron finds you and turns you into scrap for disobedience!"

The Predacon nodded, walking back to his kennel. He seemed slightly hurt about being talked down to like a child, but what could he do? He couldn't speak as well as Predaking could, and probably wouldn't be able to for a while.

He asked back into the kennel before plopping down onto the floor, deep in thought. He wanted to explore a bit more, probably wanting to know more about the Decepticons on this ship. Particularly about Starscream. He didn't know why, but the Second-in-command seemed interesting to the Predacon.

For now, he ust had wait until he was let out. Maybe he could take advantage then...

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Cold Beginnings

Deep grumbles echoed through the vacant hallways of the warship as the Second-in-Command approached the kennel. The atmosphere felt bitter and cold as Starscream walked closer inside, seeing the deep blue glow of the beast's optics. The Seeker stopped, watching the reptilian Cybertronian look in his direction with a cold, neutral stare, unblinking and animalistic.

Starscream could feel every circuit in his frame go cold as he stood mere feet away, shuddering a bit but trying to hold onto the little sliver of confidence and ego he had.

But even the stare from the cold optics made him think secondly.

The beast rumbled once more, the noise making the slim mech jump a little, his pedes clattering against the metal floor of the ship. He continued on with caution, slowly but surely delivering the energon cubes to the huge Predacon laying on the floor, chained like a wild animal in a circus. It didn't jump out or attack him like Predaking had done, which was the scary thing. It just laid there, looking at Starscream, observing him. It moved its head occasionally, tilting it in confusion. But somehow it could sense his ever-growing fear.

Starscream placed the energon cubes down next to the Predacon, before quickly scattering back, shaking still. He cleared his throat, before speaking in a stern yet anxious tone.

"You're... You're lucky Lord Megatron has kept you alive. You better not act like that feral Predaking, understood?"

The beast grumbled in response, though it didn't know that Starscream didn't understand him.

"Ugh. Why bother talking to an incomprehensible beast when it can't talk?" The Seeker growled. He walked away, locking the door to the kennel.

The Predacon looked at the energon cubes, thinking for a moment, before eating away at them. It could understand Starscream and his annoyance, as Predaking was not easily susceptible to obedience or orders. Most Predacons were feral, that much was obvious. But for this one, it was different. It was like Predaking in a way. It had thoughts of its own, which made it question things that would span literal deca cycles. But those answers would have to wait until the moment came.

For now, the Predacon simply had to wait.