TealDragonsUnite

"I thought you said it'd take a while." When Knockout made it back to the repair ward, he was greeted with a small form covered by a tarp, which was on a flatbed of sorts. Tony was still picking up pieces of the plane, putting them on the flatbed as well. He looked almost numb, more than anything else. It was to be expected of an earth AI, though. "It is taking a while. Look at all the stuff I still have on the floor." "No… shutting it down." "She wanted to be dead when she heard that you were coming back." He rolled his eyes. "Well, was there anything else you needed help with?" "If you can stand getting a little bit dirty, these piece

Rose waited in suppressed terror - she'd made it to the hangar before the new medic, trying her hardest to get the lock off the door before he showed up. She didn't have a key. "Shouldn't you be in there already?" She practically jumped out of her skin, turning to look at the car. "You're the head. You should have the key." "...we don't use keys anymore," she said quickly, "And this lock is rusted shut anyway. Take a look." The car did so, moving it with his tire to get a better visual of it. "Hm. You're right. Get away from here, I have an idea." She reversed as he said, getting a short distance away before she saw him produce a gun out of h

It took a few more minutes than Knockout would have liked, but he eventually found the hangar containing the Cybertronian. He should've known from the sound of the engine revving angrily from within. This was going to be fun. He slid the door open just enough to allow himself through, unaware of where exactly she was going to be, quickly driving inside and closing it. The lights were off, and his headlights didn't do the situation much justice. Where was the light switch, for Primus's sake? "Alright, sweetheart, I know you're in here. I have a bargain you can't refuse. Literally." "You disgust me. I'd rather be melted down for scrap than acce

For once, Tera was silent out of choice. Her mind was reeling, unable to get a foothold in reality for more than a moment at a time. Her internal systems were in knots, struggling to deal with the influx of the pain of being disassembled. All she could think about was the first time this had happened, when she'd been made blind and deaf just so Tony didn't have to deal with her. Now he didn't have to do that. Still paralyzed from the rescue crews that retrieved her, she felt like a living arts-and-crafts project. He pulled another part out of her good wing, causing her to wince slightly. She was going to lose the other one for sure, even if h

Tony couldn't believe it. He stared at the computer screen in a combination of joy and horror… two emotions which he didn't even know existed for the longest time. "What now?" "They found Tera." Rose tried to suppress a look of almost disappointment. "...so what's happening with that?" "They're sending her back here." The other forklift pushed the computer screen away from Tony, looking at it for herself. "...there's a couple of transfer orders here, too. Prisoners… I hope Icarus gets to see these before they actually show up." "Wait, what is it?" "You wouldn't…" she paused, glancing at him. "No. You wouldn't get it." "I'm n

A mechanical beast had silently dropped from nowhere on top of Viper, who hardly had the time to transform before she was struck down. A sharp needlepoint spike jutting from the tail of the attacker pierced the Cybertronian's neck, and Viper almost instantaneously ceased to move. Arkanu was no difficult target, and her two droids even easier. The creature grabbed the bird with both its clawed hands and turned towards Tera, catching her in its gaze. The voice that emanated from the thing was possibly more mechanical than her own. "Surrender." "...let them go…" The creature slammed Arkanu into the ground, making the bird screech. "Surrend

Thankfully, it didn't take long for Arkanu and Viperflash to repatch Tera's hydraulics, but to the plane it felt like time had slowed. She felt exposed without her visor, and, as the minutes ticked by, dread and guilt filled her thoughts. What was going to happen when They found her? Deactivation? She didn't know. As long as she wasn't ripped apart again like when she was still an experiment. Even death would be better than that. Half the time she couldn't focus on what anyone was saying, but she could tell that they were almost done because of Viper's tight grip on her wings. She was ready this time. Tera tried her hardest to keep from losin

Not much more than a month later did Viperflash and Arkanu retrieve and repair what of Tera they could, often using makeshift methods for temporary fixes. One of her engines was still beyond repair - the missile had hit it directly and melted the majority of its components - but at the very least she wouldn't be in much pain otherwise. Tera herself struggled to stay awake a lot of the time, often napping whenever the repairs didn't hurt as bad, or trying to figure out what was happening on the other side of the war. The Federation wasn't evil. If anything, they were the opposite of Them… and maybe, just maybe, Tera would be considered a

Reactivating. . . . Ouch. Wait… how was she even still alive? Unless this was death was. If it was, there was no way she was in the same place as Omega. No. She couldn't think like that. And no, she was definitely not dead. The pinch of some kind of tool confirmed that for her. Great. She was in a repair ward. Tera almost didn't want to open her eyes… but she did anyways. And then there was a giant robot. She exclaimed in surprise, unable to form words in her half-functioning mental state. Her hyperfocus immediately activated, and, without thinking, she tried to analyze anything and everything around her that she could. This was t

Her first mission. Ever. The stealth fighter couldn't help but be a little nervous. Of course, she'd been talking Alpha's ear off for the entire ten-hour flight, but that didn't ease any of her worries. She'd been flying above dense jungle for the majority of her trip. Crashing would be bad. Probably why the enemy had set up their headquarters there. "Vision 2-7-3-3 to base. Target is within range. Initiating radio silence for approximately two hours. Vision out." "Rodger… be careful out there, Tera." Milliseconds after the last transmission, Tera cut her radio and everything else that could even remotely be used to track her. It was in