Chapter 1: Fighting for the Future Fanfic.
Disclaimer: I do not own transformers but I own my OC’s.
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New Cybertron was supposed to be better. That is what their Elected Leader said, what he promised; what he failed to deliver. New Cybertron was just like old Cybertron only with less grime, poverty and corruption. Except here. In Dead End. Dead End wasn't less than it was, it was more. As the rest of the planet got better, Dead End got wrost and of course; he was in the middle of it.
Revive broke out of his musings as Red Light, poked his head in and gave a flare of his emergency strobe light to get his attention. He was on his pedes and heading towards the mech, before the rest of his processor realized what he was doing. Hardwired habits.
"What do we have?" he asked, as the mech pulled away to fall in step beside him.
"We got one of... Those cases again," Red Light, vocalizer tone wary, sad, angry and worst of all resigned.
His gait faltered just a step but he caught himself, " Which part was removed this time? " he asked.
" T cog, Optics and a left servo, " Red Light said, pulling up their inventory," We still have some frames that we haven't handed over yet to the reclamation center...." He trailed off, looking up at Revive. Revive looked down at him and in that moment their world shifted once again and they both simultaneously made the needed adjustment to their ethical programs. Illegal of course but necessary. They would not be able to function if they didn't.
"Let's get those frames out and see if they can fit," He said, turning away and burying that awful sick feeing deep inside his spark, "If not, we will modify to suit."
Red Light nodded and their banter settled into the normal routine of discussing surgery. Ethical Dilemas be damed. they had a life to save.
