《Remember Me... Please》Chapter 8
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~Bumblebee pov~
I groaned in pain shifting on whatever I was laying on. It was dark and smelled like scrud. I rolled over and reached my hands up and pushed on the ceiling. Slowly the plastic top opened and the yellow light of the street lamp showed I was laying in a dumpster.
I muttered and rolled out of it and to the ground with a thud. I could hear sirens near by so I struggled to my pedes. The world felt as through it was spinning. I stumbled placing my servo against the wall to help. Pressing two digits to my comm I called for help.
"Hello? Anyone home?"
":;Bumblebee! Where are you!?;:" I heard Optimus' voice and relief flooded over me
"I'm at the corner of Dustler and Brown, but..." I couldn't continue
":;But what?;:"
"I need some help"
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After an embarrassing carry home from Bossbot I was set in the medical table with ratchet disgruntledly scanning me.
"Ratchet let me use my key!" I heard sari shout
"Something was removed kid." Ratchet snapped, "Something important. I just can't figure out what."
"I um it was something like the... the balance dohicky." I said thinking
"She took your balance module?"
"Yeah! That." I nodded, "Im not sure what she's gonna do with them, but Blitzbrain was freaking out saying it was gonna go nuclear or some scrap."
Ratchet paused and stared at me, "Who is 'she'?"
"Yow know who she is! Your psycho femme! The one with the weird battle mask-" he cut me off
"The battle mask with the wicked painted on smile?"
I paused and nodded, "How did you know, I thought I was the only one that's seen it."
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Ratchet didn't answer my question, "Did it seem like she knew what she was doing?"
I shrugged, "I mean kinda. She only made one cut on both Blitzwing and I."
Ratchet hummed looking at the stitching, "You be fine, it will just take a while for your protoform's outer covering to repair, but I need to make you a new balance module." He looked up at me, "So you are gonna stay here with me."
I groaned loudly earning a snarl from ratchet, "Trust me kid, it's not gonna be enjoyable for me either." He started walking away, "I'm gotta tell Prime about this."
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Ratchet pov
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"-So the clone is probably trying to make a balance module for that of an attack ship." I explained as Prime nodded
"So that's why they've been robbing seemingly unrelated places." He hummed, "First the power planet for its main energy cable, then the computer AI museum, and finally this."
"I uh, actually think there was several more places Blackarachnia and Diamondtrail stole from more places than that." Bulkhead stated
"Well that doesn't matter. We should be able to find the location of the base given how much energy the crafting will give off." I spoke, "They're probably planing on taking off soon if they're already onto the most difficult part. We need to stop those three now." I said looking to prime
He nodded and walked over to the scanners and started them. Nothing showed as I started to adjust them. Then at one certain frequency there was a loud beeping and a pulsating orb on Dinobot island.
"There. That's where the most energy is coming from." I spoke pointing to the spot
"Ok Prowl and Bulkhead-" I cut him off
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"I need to go. None of you young bots have the experience with hand crafted balance modules like I do." I spoke knowing that wasn't the only reason
Prime looked at me then slowly nodded, "Yes true. Bulkhead remain here with Bumblebee." He told the green mech, "The rest of you Transform and Roll out!"
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I muttered starring at the complained balance module. I only knew one bot who could craft these at this quality and speed and not cause a nuclear explosion. I jumped hearing pedesteps and Prime yell-whisper "hide!" I scrambled under a shelf as the door opened and two bots walked through.
"Ya know Diamondtrail is gonna betray us right?" I heard the strikingly familiar voice say as two sets of pedes walk into my limited view.
"Oh that's a definite." I heard Blackarachnia speak, "Bur what are we gonna do about it?"
I heard the cocking of a gun, "How about a little fun?"
"Ooo. Now your speaking my language." Blackarachnia giggled, "But when are we gonna do it?"
"When do you think?" Her voice spoke, "I'm damn well sure Blitzwing wants revenge, on at least Diamondtrail for carving her comms number into this back, and the energy of the balance module is not hard to detect." Her giggled soon followed, "So Im sure, if they haven't already, found are location and are coming for us. That's when we strike."
"Ha. Smart as always aren't ya (y/n)?" Blackarachnia spoke
"I've been told many times that I'm supposed to be."
Supposed to be?
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