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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Transformers:_Prime
  Relationship:
      Optimus_Prime/Smokescreen, Bumblebee/Smokescreen, Bumblebee/Optimus
      Prime/Smokescreen
  Character:
      Optimus_Prime, Smokescreen_(Transformers), Bumblebee_(Transformers),
      Ratchet_(Transformers), Bulkhead_(Transformers), Arcee_(Transformers),
      Rafael_"Raf"_Esquivel, Miko_Nakadai, Jack_Darby, Ultra_Magnus, Longarm
      Prime_|_Shockwave, Cliffjumper_(Transformers)
  Additional Tags:
      Dom/sub, Hurt/Comfort, Jealousy, Sticky_Sexual_Interfacing, Sticky, Rape/
      Non-con_Elements, Mpreg, Mech_Preg, Threesome_-_M/M/M, RP, Depression,
      Violent_Thoughts, Dirty_Thoughts, Dark, Implied_Slash, Self-Harm, Self-
      Hatred, Horror
  Series:
      Part 1 of Rebuilding_cybertron
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-01-18 Updated: 2015-01-24 Chapters: 6/? Words: 4560
****** Rebuilding ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     Cybertron is slowly rebuilding, Making no contact with earth or its
     other bots, The only one who knows is Smokescreen.
     "Ultra...Changed..."
Notes
     Any spelling errors or mistakes will be fixed later.
     A role-play I did with JadeAndLogan on Kik.
     ---
     Servo=Hand,
     Digit=Finger
     Cycles=Days.
     Valve=Vagina (or so I heard)
     Spike=Dick.
     Vorn =Year
     Sparked/Carrying =Pregnant.
     Sparkling(s)=Baby (Babies)
     Spark=Heart
     ------
     “Bla” speak
     /Bla/ Bee speak
     (Bla) Bee thought
***** the beginning:heat cycle, and jealousy *****
In a dark room, 
Smokescreen looks up at the ceiling of his berthroom he was in his fragging
heat cycle, 
It sucked more cause he didn't have anyone to do it with him, to put it all
worse, he's pretty sure everyone around here hates him. he misses cybertron so
much.
Optimus however was in the main room, checking some data pads at a very late
night time
Smokescreen moans from the raising heat, he feels the Wave crashing by him, he
just hopes no one comes by,
Optimus heard a moan from the far corner of the hallways that catched his
attention. Was someone in pain? He better check it out.
Smokescreen rolled around in his berth, this was not getting him anywhere, he's
pretty sure a dildo won't even help it, moaning again, his servos tighten
around the berthsheets,
Optimus followed the source of the moans, and it led right to Smokescreen's
berthroom. He saw that the door was slightly open ajar. He slip into the tiny
opening to see what is happening, only to see Smokescreen rolling around his
berth, clutching his abdomen plates. The Prime pushed the door open went to
Smokescreen's aid by holding him at the shoulders, "Smokescreen! Are you in
pain? What's happening?" 
Smokescreen noticed, face feeling flushed His voice box took a hitch ' Frag..'
he thought
Optimus suddenly felt the smaller's bot EM flaring furiously. He backed off
from the berth a little, now realizing that the rookie is not in pain, but
heavily aroused because he is having his heat cycle.
"Smokescreen..." Optimus whispered, a clear shock expression is still
displaying on his faceplates
Smokescreen blushed heavily, Shirving slightly
 Optimus sighed as he try to think this through. He doesn't want to interface
with his rookie, because, well, he's too young. But at the same time, if he
doesn't do anything to help this guy's heat cycle, Smokescreen will burn his
energon out completely. Heat cycles are rare, some of which are bearable. But
one time a heat cycle will be unbearable, which will require a mate to fully
satisfy instead of self service. Optimus looked at Smokescreen, who was now
looking at him with pleading optics. He stepped forward and he loomed over the
small frame. Nonetheless, Optimus did quite have an interest in the rookie
Smokescreen blushed as optimus came closer' he wasn't thinking what I think he
was thinking right? ' Smokescreen thought
Optimus straddled himself ontop of the rookie. He brought his one leg slid in
between the thighs of the rookie as he leaned down and smirked, "You want this,
Smokescreen?"
Smokescreen nodded and moaned
Optimus chuckled as he licked the neck cables. His servos trailing around the
smaller's body, touching sensitive wires and jutting his digits into
transformation seams, eliciting moans from Smokescreen. Frag, now the heat
cycle programming is affecting mine too, Optimus cursed, oh well, I havent
gotten any release from a long while.
Smokescreen shivered and moaned as Optimus touched his sensitive spots
Optimus slide his leg up higher in between the thighs until it hit the
interface panel, causing him to moan a little from seeing the flushed red
expression of Smokescreen. He smirked as brushed his lips over the cheeks of
his faceplates, "Open your interface panel".
Smokescreen face flushed his interface panel Clicked open, as he moaned
Optimus groaned as he looked down at where the interface panel which was
already slid aside, now revealing a very wet, ready and dripping valve with
small blue circle bio lights lining at the folds of it. Optimus slowly crawled
back to face the valve before him. He then stick out his tongue and gave a
slow, long lick gliding across the valve.
Smokescreen moaned, his servos tighten around the berthsheets, as his face
flushed heavily
Optimus at first, licked the valve at a very slow pace, teasing the rookie. But
as time passed, the mood of the game was now not interesting him, so he picked
up the pace and soon started to eat up the delicious valve.
Smokescreen moaned as optimus licked his valve "O-o-opti-imus-"
Optimus smirked, "I didnt know you're that sweet, Smokescreen. I can eat you up
all day". He then brought his servo forward and probe three digits all at once
into the tight heat
Smokescreens face heated up at Optimus' words, moaning in delight,
Optimus twisted and turned his digits inside the valve, spreading it wider.
Smokescreen moaned loud, whimpering for more
Optimus curled his digits upward, hitting several sensory nodes, "Do you want
something bigger?" He smirked.
Smokescreen nodded furiously, wanting optimus' Spike so bad, he closed his
optics shut tight
Optimus smirked as he snapped his interface panrl and retracted his own spike
 red and blue biolightd dancing and flickering beautifully around it that you
can get literally attracted by it. He lined it up with the valve and nudged the
tip at the entrance, but not pushing it yet.
 Smokescreen moaned "P-please op-ptimu-s-"
 Optimus chuckled, "Say again? A little louder?"
Smokescreen moaned "P-please o-Optimus. ..I-I iw-ant your s-spike- "
 Optimus laughed softly as he finally sheathed himself fully to the hilt inside
the wet cavern around him
Smokescreen moaned, servos tighten around the berthsheets
 Optimus moaned when the valve of Smokey clenched tightly around his huge and
proud spike. He stoppes himself from thrusting to get a hold of himself. He
looked at Smokescreen for any sign of pain
 Smokescreen wiggles a little some slight pain for a first timer he moans
Optimus cradled Smokescreen's head, comforting him, "What's wrong..?"
Optimus stroke his helm, still holding himself from thrusting, "You can tell
me".
"I-it's...M-my f-first t-time." Smokescreens face is beating red
 
Optimus froze. How can he forget?! He just took him without permission! He
planted soft kisses on the helm of Smokescreen, whispering, "It's okay, i know
it hurts. tell me when youre ready"
Smokescreen blushed, "I-Y-you can..take me"
Optimus smiled softly. He then gently thrust himself inside Smokescreen,
hushing him to tell him it's alright.
Smokescreen moaned,as he felt optimus' Spike in him
Optimus Moaned, and angled himself in which he will hit a cluster of sensory
nodes
Moaning optimus name, he shivered in delight
Optimus growled in satisfaction, as he bit down softly on Smokescreen's neck
cables, now picking quite a pace in thrusting in that sweet valve
Smokescreen moaned, shivering, and whimepering for more
 Optimus finally found himself  literally ramming his hips forward, making
noisy clanking noises as each made contact with each other. He moaned as he
grabbed hold of the hips of the rookie, bringing it down to meet up with his
thrust
Smokescreen overloaded before Optimus moaning loud
Optimus chased after his overload and released his juicy fluids into the tanks
of Smokescreen, screming out his heavenly name. He collapsed beside him,
careful not to crush the smaller bot.
Smokescreen venting from the overload, they both fell in to a deep recharge.
===============================================================================
 
ever since that day they pretended that everything was normal, but then
 
the abdomen plates of smokescreen seems to have grown bigger, and thus worried
the rookie
Smokescreen, venting' I. Should go see Ratchet's he thought as he headed out
the berthroom
Ratchet threw another wrench at Bulkhead before that big fat head ran away to
prevent any further punishment from the medic. Ratchet sighed as he turned back
to read some data pads
 
Smokescreen headed in to Ratchet's med bay "Uhh. ..hey doc?"
Ratchet snapped his head in attention towards Smokescreen. "Yes?" he said
grumpily
 
"Uh. ..um-" finding the.right words to say he's fighting between running from
the door or something else
Ratchet took a step closer, "anything wrong? if not, stop wasting my time"
Smokescreen played with his servos. "I uhh. ...think I might neeed a check up
for..."smokescreen made little gestures to his stomach.
ratchet raised an optic ridge. there is something seriously wrong with this
guy. "Sit down there", he gestured to a medical berth
Smokescreen did, as his door wings, dropped down a little
Ratchet came over to Smokescreen. He pressed tenderly at the abdomen plates. "I
think i need to... do a scan over.."
"Huh..?" Smokescreen' s door wings dropped a little further
 
Ratchet sighed, "lie down and let me do   scan over" he walked towards the
control panels.
 
Smokescreen did as the medic was told and layed  down, door wings pressed to a
tight 'V'on  the medberth
Ratchet gasped. He backed away from the control panel, catching his breath. He
turned his attention onto Smokescreen, "Did you fragging interface?!"
Smokescreen looked up "I-..,"his faceplate should confusion he did..but..
 
Ratchet growled softly, "Answer the truth. Who is the Sire?"
 
Smokescreen bit his lip, he knew who it was..but..he wasn't sure..."O-Optimus."
 
Ratchet vented heavily as he paced around the room furiously, "and just WHY?"
Smokescreen's wings dropped slightly from the yelling, "I-....h-heat...c-cyle."
 
Ratchet stopped in his tracks, "Well that explains everything. Was it the
unbearable one in which you need a mate?"
Smokescreen shrugged.
Ratchet sighs. Young bots, he thought grumpily. He then got ready to explain
whats the fuss about, "You're carrying".
Smokescreen door wings flutter "R-really!?"
 
Ratchet looked at Smokescreen in surprise, "Yes really. You feel excited about
it?"
Smokescreen confused faceplates shown "Yes, why shouldn't I be?" His door wings
flutter again
Ratchet stood dumbfounded. Wont he get crazy that hes fragging carrying and he
doesn't know what to do? He just vented, "And what will your team think about
this?"
 
Smokescreen thought..'oh....them...' his door wings went down again."Oh.."
 Ratchet paced around the room once again, "Ugh, problems adding in!!"
"T-they don't have to know." Smokescreen said 
"I-...could go back to cybertron...i-"
 
"cybertron is dead?" Ratchet pointed it out
Smokescreen stared in disbelief' They don't know. ..'
"It's...not dead...-"dammit. ...he wasn't supposed to tell...
Ratched flailed his hands around, "It is! Are you idiotic?!"
"No, it's not!" Smokescreen's wings fluttered with anger..."b-because everyone
is still online!, and I know c-cause....-"frag...
"T-they've been quiet about....-"
Ratchet cocked his helm, "Bout?"
"From the decpitcons, they offline anyone who is or is gonna betray. ..you
don't know. ..,ultra magnus he became stricter."
"Ultra...magnus...changed. ."
Ratchet stood still and whispered, "Why havent you tell any of us?"
"Ultra....doesn't trust anyone anymore.."
"That's..,why I'm mostly hated...-"
 
Ratchet's lifeblood boiled with anger, but didnt show it. "Rest now
Smokescreen. I would not like you to feel stress and affect your sparkling".
Smokescreen nodded "o-okay"
===============================================================================
 
 
Smokescreen headed back to his berthroom sighing he rubbed his abdomen plate
Optimus started walked past Ratchet. "You should check on Smokescreen", the
medic growled softly. Optimus stopped in his tracks at the sudden anger from
Ratchet, "Something wrong?" Ratchet sighed, "Yes". Optimus was confused, so he
headed towards Smokescreen's berth
 smokescreen heard light pede's coming from the hall way
 Optimus stood infront of the door of Smokescreen's berth room. He then knocked
softly, "Smokescreen..?"
 
Optimus knocked on the door again when he recieved no answer, "I heard from
Ratchet that I need to check on you. Is something wrong?"
Smokescreen stayed still, "I...uh-'
Optimus opened the door slightly.
 
Smokescreen jumped slightly "U-uh.." he turned around to see optimus
Optimus saw Smokescreen sitting on the berth, looking very nervous. "May I come
in?" He asked quietly
Smokescreen nodded nervously. 
 
Optimus entered and closed the door behind him. He proceed to sit on the berth
beside Smokey, "Did something bad happened?"
Smokescreen didn't know What to say, hoping that he didn't see how big his
abdomen plates were getting
Optimus took hold of Smokey's servo, "You can tell me".
Smokescreen blushed, as optimus held his servo.."I...-...I..."
Optimus waited
"I-I'm c-carrying and...-"
 
Optimus gasped, "You're what?!"
"I'm...c-carrying..I'.
 
Optimus froze. This is what he feared. To impregnate Smokey. He let out a
heaved sigh as he tried to think things through. He then looked at Smokey's
optics, "Im sorry that I..."
"I-it's o-Okay...i-if y-you d-don't w-wanna-"Smokescreen shivered
Optimus was shocked, "No!" He hugged Smokey, "We can keep the sparkling. I'm
just afraid that you wouldn't accept this since you're quite of an underage.."
 
Smokescreen looked shocked.."W-why would you t-think that?"
Optimus sighed as he stroke the helm of Smokey, "Because most of very young
Cybertron will rather abort their sparkling or even give it away when they're
not ready to nurture them".
Smokescreen melted in the touch "I'm not one of them.. I-I wanna keep the
sparkling."
"B-but the others."
 
Optimus hushed Smokey, "One day they will understand. Now is not the time to
talk things out".
 
Smokescreen, nodded as he layed in optimus's hug
Optimus laid down on the berth, bringing along Smokey. "Rest now", he continued
to pet him.
Optimus followed after him into a deep recharge
===============================================================================
 
Smokescreen Purred as he was held on by optimus Bumblebee wanted to play a game
with Smokey, so he trotted towards his berthroom
 
Smokescreen giggled a little as optimus layed soft kisses on his helm
Smokescreen cuddled to optimus purring in delight
 
Bumblebee wanted to surprise the guy. He is always happy whenever he is around.
Yes, Bumblebee had a crush on Smokey. That's why he always hang out with him.
He stood infront of the door and he pushed open slightly.
Smokescreen heard the door open to his room but thought nothing of it
Bumblebee got ready to surprise him but what he sae froze him. There, on the
berth, was Smokey getting cuddled up by Optimus. Immediately jealousy washed
over him as he watched the two couples seemd to giggle a little. He backed off,
then turned around and ran away, washer fluids now formed in his optics.
Smokescreen heard, pedesteps run as he looked up he saw his door opened...Weird
he was sure he closed it
Bee went to the washracks and he punched the wall till his servos hurt. He then
just slide down from the wall until he sat on the floor and continued crying
Smokescreen sat up from his berth stretching his door wings, he needed a wash,
 so he headed to the washracks
As he headed to the washracks he heard crying
Bumblebee was unaware that someone was approaching. So he just continued crying
 
Smokescreen heard that crying belonged to Bumblebee so he looked "Bumblebee?"
Bumblebee was startled when he heard the familiar voice. He looked up, only to
see someone he wished he doesn't want to see right now. He beeped quietly as he
wiped his washer fluids away. He tried to stand up but only to fall back down
in a failed attempt as he was tired and confused.
 
Smokescreen rushed to Bumblebee's aid helping him up "A-are you okay? "
 Bumblebee flinched away from the touch. He tried getting away but he couldn't
"Bumblebee. ...what's wrong? " smokescreen' s door wings went down 
bee sat still as he avoided optic contact with his best friend, or should i
say, crush. He hugged his knees tighter, trying to make his frame looks smaller
than it already was.
Smokescreen grabed Bumblebee's chin with his servo to make him look up at him
"Bee..what's wrong..."
 
Smokescreen knew what to do his servos lightly rubbed Bees door wings
Bee froze. His Faceplates flushed red furiously when Smokey started petting his
door wings. He let out a soft moan.
Smokescreen smiled his traveling down the middle of bee's door wings
Bee moaned as he shut his optics, savoring the feeling. He leaned forward,
closer to Smokescreen until he burrowed his helm under his neck.
Smokescreen' s spike was getting hot, he left small kisses on bee's Neck cables
Bee moaned. His valve was starting to get hot too. Damn, Smokey can get real
seductive can he? He gripped on the shoulders of the rookie, trying to stable
himself.
Smokescreen bit Bee's neck cables,making the bee moan his servos rubbed a
little faster on his door wings
Bee bucked his hips forward, accidentaly hitting his interface panel against
Smokescreen's
 
Smokescreen moaned, Damn bee. Making his spike heat up he trailed hos glossa on
bee's Neck cAbles down his chestplates
Bee leaned back against the wall, letting his helm fall back. He beeped loudly
as Smokey did his seductive ways
Smokescreen's glossa hit bee's interface panel, licking it he grabbed bee's
hips
 
Bee's clasped his mouthguard with his servo, totally not believing this. He
moaned and looked away, too ashamed to watch this
 
Smokescreen looked up at bee to see him looking away. "Bee."
Bee heard his name was called, but he was too embarassed to look at him now.
The sudden thought of seeing him with Optimus flared his jealousy. He started
crying again, his whole body shaking.
Smokescreen grabbed bee's chin making him look at him "Bee..."
 
Bee cant look away now. He looked at Smokescreen, his expression now worried.
He wanted to push him away, scream at him that Smokey doesnt love him. But just
seeing his face, his will to bash him just disappeared. Only leaving the
feeling of jealousy love which stungs his spark.
Smokescreen kissed him, his glossa asking for entrance
Bee was taken aback. His mouth guard was closed. Yes he never shown his badly
damaged mouth to anyone. But smokey... He cant resist now. He snapped his mouth
guard open.
 Smokescreen's glossa entered Bee's mouth, as he kissed him passionately
 
Bee moaned out. Smokey, he did not care about his scarred and ugly mouth. He
just... kissed him. Bee moaned out when his glossa finally tackled with his
crush's. All the jealousy he was feeling now washed away, replaced with lust
and love. He did not care now. All he wants right now is this. He shut his
optics as he wrapped his arms around Smokescreen's neck, bringing him closer.
Smokescreen moaned, going rougher his servos rubbed Bees interface panel
Bee bucked at the touch. He started to grind his interface panel against the
servo of Smokescreen as he moaned in the kiss. Then he snapped his interface
panel open, revealing his wet valve, yellow biolights lining on the folds of
it.
Smokescreen's spike got hot. Smokescreen. Stopped. Kissing Bee nuzzling him he
asked. "...Is...this your first time?"
Bee nodded as he let out soft beeps, telling him that he's afraid that it will
hurt.
Smokescreen, kissed bee, softly saying, "Don't worry...I'll go easy."
Smokescreen's interface panel opened as he steady his spike near bee's
entrance, looking at bee to make sure it's okay to go on
 
Bee looked down at Smokey's spike. Damn, it's kinda huge. He looked at Smokey
as he gave a whine and nodded slowly.
Smokescreen went in gently, thrusting softly but not enough to hit the seal
 
Smokescreen went in gently, thrusting softly but not enough to hit the seal
Bee melted into the reassured actions that Smokey gave. He nuzzle his faceplate
against Smokey's faceplates, the pain now bearable as it fade away slowly.
Smokescreen nuzzldd back, as he felt bee calming he went a little faster
 Bee moaned out, burrowing his helm at the neck of Smokey. Pleasure was taking
its place instead of pain. He felt so happy, so so happy to have Smokey here.
He began grinding down on the spike, wanting it deeper, wanting Smokey to
finally take him
Smokescreen smirked, as he went slower' This is gonna be fun.' 
Bee was confused that Smokey was going slower. He beeped angrily because his
valve pleaded and burned in getting pounded by that majestic spike
 
 Smokescreens smirk went wider, as little slower as he could get his spike
Bee beeped, /Please! I need an overload right now/. He desperately tried to
slam his hips down
Smokescreen went back "What's that.?" He pretended not to hear going slow. His
spike half way out 
 Bee trashed his helm,/ I NEED IT! PLEASE SMOKESCREEN! I WANT YOU TO TAKE ME
AND FILL ME WITH YOUR JUICES!/ He whined so loud that it filled the whole wash
racks room. His valve was soaking wet and its begging to have attention onit.
Smokescreen smirked as he bit Bee's neck cables "As you wish." His spike
slammed in to bee's valve breaking the seal
 Bee screamed out in pleasure, his helm falling back. Smokey finally broke the
seal, finally claiming him. He groaned as he slammed his hips down in response,
his valve demanding for more.
 
 
Smokescreen gave him more, thrusting hard,  as wet lube driped from bee's valve
 Bee looked at Smokescreen, his processor hazy. He leaned in and kissed
Smokescreen passionately as he savored the feeling of his valve getting pounded
by his mate. He jerked his hips when Smokey hit a cluster of sensitive nodes.
Smokescreen moaned kissing back with his glossa "Bee" he moaned out 
Smokescreen grabbed bee's hips legs going around his waist as he kept going at
it
Bee moaned. In every thrust, he slammed his hips down to increase the pleasure.
He felt his overload nearing as his valve started to clench around Smokey's
spike slowly
Smokescreen overloaded as bee's valve pressed down on his spike he moaned
"Bee.!"
 
Bee, at the same time overloaded when he felt hot fluids were released from the
spike of Smokescreen. He moaned out his name and he slumped against Smokey
Smokescreen panted "Bee." He kissed him
 
Bee kissed him back. He broke it when he felt his optics grew heavy. 
Smokescreen chuckled as he let his spike out of bee, washing him up.When Smokey
was done washing them up, Bee snapped both his mouth guard and interface panel
shut. He had no energy to get up.
 
Smokescreen aided bee up, as he put bee's arm over his shoulder
 
Bee leaned against Smokescreen for support. His legs felt numb. /I dont think i
can walk for cycles/,Bee beeped weakly
Smokescreen chuckled picking bee up birdystyle "Then let me do it for you"
Bee yelped in surprise when Smokey scooped him up, his faceplates flushed
furiously again. /Sm-mokescreen!\ He whined, embarassment started to get back
to him
 
Smokescreen smirked kissing bee's helm as he chuckled
 
Bee tried to get off, but his attempts were futile, so he just slumped against
Smokey's grasp and let him carry him. He smiled softly.
Smokescreen nuzzled bee's helm as they headed back to bee's berthroom.
***** Test:Your Sparked *****
Chapter Notes
     Sorry chapter 2's short.
Bee's optics Onlined, as he's Door wings twitched, he moved around in his
berth, shivering cold, he felt sad, and mad at the same time.
His servos touched his chestplate, smoothly, it went down Further, his abdomen
plate, it pasted that in till it hit his interface panel. He stopped.
What was he doing? 
Removing his servo from his interface panel, he sat up from his berth. He
must've had a glitch, He better go see ratchet.
 
===============================================================================
Ratchet Hummed, as his servo's worked over the computer. What he realized today
was quiet shocking, There rookie was sparked, and with the Prime. There's no
doubt he'll have to tell, but that'll be later.
The medic doors hissed open revealing Bumblebee,"Hey, uh ratchet.." Ratchet ex-
vented, here we go again..
He turned around to find Bumblebee nervously touching his servos, 
"Yes Bumblebee?" The medic said 
"I uhh...think I'm glitched...or something." Bee said.
"Alright sit on the Medbed. And let me check." Ratchet sighed
 
This was gonna be a longgg, Cycle.
***** Optics *****
Chapter Notes
     Well screw it. :/
Ratchet stumbled at what he just saw with his own two optics,  B-bee was
Sparked!? That's the surprise,but with who!? Well, there's a lot of choices
with bee, Optimus Prime, and smokescreen are out, so that leaves Wheeljack,
bulkhead, and Arcee, 
But Bumblebee didn't seem arcee's type, so she's out. That only leaves two of
the mech, now. He'll have to think this threw, He really wished he hadn't told
bee that everything was fine, cause it was not!
Ratchet sighed. I'll figure this out tomorrow. Recharge first. He thought.
===============================================================================
As Bumblebee left the medberth, He sighed as he was relieved that everything
was okay. He's glade he had ratchet or else the Mech would go crazy without
him,
Stepping away from the medics door he headed to his berthroom, going to his
berthbed, and getting some Recharge.
 
***** Longarm Prime:Spies *****
The development of this Cybertron was ridiculous, Why make another one when
ultra magnus was sure The  decepticons, He couldn't trust anyone, frag it he
couldn't even trust himself anymore. 
Offlineling any decepticons that make it out of here, he's not sure if he could
even trust his soldiers, But smokescreen....Smokescreen is different then
them...he doesn't know what he's just better...
Lightly Pedesteps could be heard breaking Ultra magnus out of his thoughts
"Sir." Longarm's prime voice broke silent. 
"Yes?" That voice was Venom, 
"Every Decepticon is...Destroyed...Expect....one..He-"
"What!? Are you telling me you let a Decepticon escape? What if he knows Mech?
What if he-"
"Sir! We're searching for him, There's no way he could not have Left new
cybertron without anyone seeing him."
Ultra sighed "So he's still here?"
Longarm nodded.
"Good..Look for him."
Longarm saluted Ultra, His pedesteps leaving and closed the door behind him.
A slight smirk appearing on Longarm's face "Well...ultra...I'll tell you just
who that Spy is." He said as he left to find Cliffjumper.
 
***** mission:Escaped Con *****
Longarm's Optics followed the figure, he stood behind, making no contact
whatsoever his Pedesteps were light, He looked over the Mech above him.
"Yes...he will do." Longarm said, before heading out with the Mech.
===============================================================================
It had been cycles, more like vorns to Ultra magnus, it's like the Decepticon
attack happened just yesterday, Ultra magnus was impatient, And worried.
Were could this conscum could've gone? If he is still on new cybertron, what
will happened or-...No...could it be? It...he must've mistaken...but he...he
seemed so innocent....innocent enough to lie...
Ultra growled in anger He was not gonna let new cybertron die out again ."I'm
coming for you!", ultra roared and stalked out of the room, not noticing the
shadow behind his berthroom, door.
"I've waited a long time for this." 
***** mission:Failed, Termination Complete *****
Longarm Watched...He watched his every move, He's been watching waiting, For
the right move, and the right move is now.
Ultra magnus was all alone, no bots no Weapon no defend himself, he walked
behind him like a shadow.
He stopped, Ultra magnus turned around "You!" Ultra yelled, Longarm Smiled,
"Sir...I think you have he right to see my transformation." Longarm did so,
Transforming, He laughed heartily cracking his servo joints and neck cable
joints, he stretched his cannon, "Do you like? Just for you so I could offline
you." He chuckled darkly,
Ultra Felt a shiver run down his back, Wait..why the frag was he scared of him?
"Time to have some fun..."
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Cliffjumper trashed, and struggled in the restraints, He looked up at the
light, there where two bots,
"Well well...Shockwave was right he is a beauty." One bot chuckled
"Oh don't be such a perv, " a femme voice Said
Cliffjumper's optics were weary he couldn't get a good look at them but he knew
there where two.
He blacked out.
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"Time to say goodbye." His cannon started up.
Ultra magnus stepped back, 'F-frag.' 
It went off,  Shockwave Smirked "Goodbye."
Energon was spilled everywhere, Shockwave chuckled darkly,
"So long."  He kicked the Offlined bot to the curve as he fell off the cliff. 
 
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