A Scout And His Charge

//Hey, nice to meet you! The designation's Bumblebee, scout of Team Prime at your service!// M!A: None. (Independent Prime Bumblebee with a little bit of Raf on the side. Prior to Season 2 Finale. Art made by Tone-Chan) "The shortest distance...

[transformerselite]

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—Res & Anj

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this deserves an oscar

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classic

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::WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU AUTOBOTS?! WHY ARE YOU PROTECTING THOSE THINGS?!::

::Wh—::

LOUD NOISES. His audios were ringing.

::What are you TALKING about?::

[experimental-weapon]

Max glanced off to the side at the silence…and then flinched a little at the sudden, loud, beeps. Payback for his earlier yelling, he supposed.

Admittedly, the Helicon was…a little more than surprised. Shocked, even. He hadn’t heard about Silas going after the Autobots first, no. He’d simply assumed that you and yours just…let Silas do as he pleased with whatever Con he happened to capture, Breakdown being the first.

Typical conclusion he’d come to, considering all the negative propaganda on the Nemesis surrounding the Autobots. 

As it were, he…really had nothing to say. ‘Sorry’ was the first thing that popped in his head, but he was a Decepticon, remember? They don’t apologi—

::…sorry.::

Another beat of silence before questions flew through his processor.

::…do all humans do that? Do all of them want to…dismantle us?:: Take us apart, strip us limb from limb, crack us open to see what makes us tick? Invade our very frames? The very thought made Max…shudder. He’d already been there, in a sense, he didn’t ever want to go through that again.

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::Yeah, well--:: You should be.

He sighed.

::They don't even know that we exist, Max.:: Save the few tourists you've scared only a handful of humans truly knew about the aliens that hid among them. Even less knew them as friends, allies. ::Silas is one of a kind.::

[urbanayellow-blog]

::WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU AUTOBOTS?! WHY ARE YOU PROTECTING THOSE THINGS?!::

::Wh—::

LOUD NOISES. His audios were ringing.

::What are you TALKING about?::

[experimental-weapon]

A patch? Far from it, he only wished it were that. No, this was…

::Silas. He…integrated himself into our commander’s frame! He’s using it as a…:: What was the word— ::PUPPET.:: It came out with more emphasis than Max wanted, but the entire situation had him reeling a little bit, he couldn’t control his voice that much.

::How could you protect these humans when they’re capable of THIS?!:: At this point, he was sorry he ever met you. If you condoned stuff like this, it was no wonder his faction wanted all of you dead and destroyed.

[urbanayellow-blog]

::Silas?:: One could practically hear the pin as it dropped through the channel outside of the white noise that coupled it.

::There's no way!:: He exploded over the silence. ::That's--!:: Bumblebee hadn't meant to call you a liar. But, well, here we were regardless. ::That's...::

But even after his said it his processor reeled with memories. Organ theft, a crudely made 'Nemesis' Prime. The mutated frame that sported his T-Cog still ached in his archives when it flashed into his thoughts.

Max was telling the truth.

::Do you really think we support THAT?!:: That didn't stop the scout as he snapped. ::Who do you think he went after before he took Screamer's T Cog? Or Breakdown? He hunts US too, dumbaft!::

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1JZ VW Caddy MK1 by Marcus L. Foto on Flickr.

[urbanayellow-blog]

::WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU AUTOBOTS?! WHY ARE YOU PROTECTING THOSE THINGS?!::

::Wh—::

LOUD NOISES. His audios were ringing.

::What are you TALKING about?::

[experimental-weapon]

Did you not hear him the first time? Let him reiterate, then. Let the horror spill over your audios like dark water.

::He—that human, merged himself with Breakdown’s BODY! Like it was just…:: —…nothing. He understood that Breakdown himself no longer occupied the frame, but…this was wrong. He couldn’t describe it but, he could liken it to something akin to…invasion. Invasion on a blasphemic level, the likes of which Max didn’t fully comprehend. 

And he was extremely upset by it. Breakdown had been a companion to the drones, the only one from the higher-ups…and for this to happen, it was just…why?

[urbanayellow-blog]

::Merged how?:: Surprise drained, and doubt unknowingly melded into his vocals. ::Like a cortical psychic patch?::

Doubt, yes. But he wasn't sure if he doubted the words of a Decepticon, or the capability of humans. His own charge had taken their culture and technology in great strides, others could foll--

::What human?::

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::WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU AUTOBOTS?! WHY ARE YOU PROTECTING THOSE THINGS?!::

::Wh—::

LOUD NOISES. His audios were ringing.

::What are you TALKING about?::

[experimental-weapon]

::You didn’t hear about it?!:: Why not, don’t you and the others hear about all the things humans do? Including the bad stuff?

::How one of the humans took over our commander’s body?!:: It was horrible, probably one of the worst things he’s ever seen in his life. Public comm. chatter had clued him in and he’d gone to investigate the main bridge. Or tried to, there’d been a crowd gathering and he hadn’t been able to reach his destination. He ended up receiving a small video, sent out to the entire army by another drone that’d been inside the command deck.

It was beyond bad, he didn’t even have a word for it, if one even existed. 

[urbanayellow-blog]

::No?::

He wasn't exactly privy to private conversations on the Nemesis. Why that was a surprise, well, he didn't know-- ::They did WHAT?::

[urbanayellow-blog]

::WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU AUTOBOTS?! WHY ARE YOU PROTECTING THOSE THINGS?!::

::Wh--::

LOUD NOISES. His audios were ringing.

::What are you TALKING about?::

[catsith00]

♡~ OㅁO /

[urbanayellow-blog]

(GUYS I'VE BEEN DOING GODFORMERS WRONG THIS WHOLE TIME.

FORGIVE ME.

IN THE NAME OF THE MOON I'LL DO A BETTER JOB NEXT TIME.)

[experimental-weapon]

M!A - Godformers for the week! Use your newfound authority wisely.

He will.

[experimental-weapon]

Malus could sense the changes of emotion in the smaller god’s aura; Like morning melting into late noon. Epiphanies flared, knowledge was gained; Malus was happy to guide you along.

"We keep moving forward, my young friend. We learn what we can from the past and use it in our future. Dwell not on the sorrows of failure, but relish the opportunity to grow, to become more than what you once were. In that respect, we Celestials and the mortals share a common trait.” 

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For a moment Axiom didn't speak.

He processed. Silently. The words had entered his mind, and their meaning had only begun to trickle as it followed. Most he had interacted with had asked him his name, his titles. Little odds and ends that filled the gap of the short time he had been in existence.

But this was different. You know a LOT.

[goldengladiatorsunstreaker]

The approach of the smaller had Solus smiling quietly. He was so small and bright! Axiom, God of Loyalty, it is my pleasure to meet you. Solus will offer a charming smile, and stoop to one knee to be on equal grounds with the smaller light god. You are quite the bright one, aren’t you? The One would be very proud of you.

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The little deity's face plates split into a lop sided grin. He perked as the larger frame lowered, and flew just a tad higher to meet it.

Hee. I've always been this bright, though! It was true, at least, as far as his processors could recollect.

[experimental-weapon]

M!A - Godformers for the week! Use your newfound authority wisely.

He will.

[experimental-weapon]

"Yes. We are strong, young one. But, sometimes, it just isn’t enough. The Fates, it seems, often pull the strings and it can have devastating consequences.” He pat your shoulder in a gesture of comfort, 

"But, fret not. We do what we can and that is all that The One asks of us." To guide, watch over, and protect the mortals, however they saw fit.

[urbanayellow-blog]

Since his creation his feet had yet to truly touch the ground. His wings were small, but ... with life. Buzzed like a bumbling bee that hopped across the spring of meadows. Till this moment the little deity had hovered about the surface--

But such words had grounded him. As if the servo on his shoulder had anchored him to a world he hadn't known despite living in it all of his existence. What do we do when it's not enough? The voice wasn't scared, no, it was curious. Feed him with your knowledge.

[coeurcourageuxx]

                                      we fight to { protect };

                                                           we fight to survive.

                                                                              and we’ll fight until we die.

[miscellanyofmusings]

ᴋɪᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴜsᴛ ᴋɪᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴀ sᴛᴏʀᴍ ᴋɪᴄᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ

[experimental-weapon]

M!A - Godformers for the week! Use your newfound authority wisely.

He will.

[experimental-weapon]

A nod of confirmation from the older god and he placed a servo upon Axiom’s shoulder pauldron.

"Yes. Those that are subject to such a thing may look to me for protection. I do my best to answer each and every prayer, though, at times, it is not enough. A god can only do so much." A strange thing to say for a Celestial being. Gods could do a lot more than mortals, though, it appears that they can’t do more than their own creator.

Were you learning anything? Malus hoped so.

[urbanayellow-blog]

He was, he was.

Not... And despite the little he had learned, it had caused him to think. To question more, hopefully you liked questions. Not enough? His light had dimmed with concern, confusion, but brightened with curiosity. But we're strong. If he was strong, then you were stronger.

Weren't you?

[experimental-weapon]

M!A - Godformers for the week! Use your newfound authority wisely.

He will.

[experimental-weapon]

"A noble task indeed." He nodded, "I am the protector and guardian of those suffering under oppression. I am also a guide to those that search and seek out knowledge." 

[urbanayellow-blog]

Oh presh un? The little deity came closer, as if he could better understand from proximity. Any closer and Axiom may end up in your lap. He was seeking out knowledge, guide him?