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He still remembered this scene with perfect clarity. The agents had been quite clear about that.) He had met them only a week after it happened, in some government building next to the hospital where all the injured were being treated, before whoever in charge had gotten around to relocating them Jack had been sitting in a plastic chair in a hall with his arm in a cast, waiting for his mom to come out from the office a bunch of people in suits had dragged her in. Or had it been an earthquake? He was pretty sure it had ended up described as a 'Natural Disaster' in the headlines. Not from his mom, as he had expected, but from Special Agent Fowler, whom he had met in person only once, along with a certain other, when he'd been fifteen years old and a faulty gas main had blown his high school sky high. It was two in the morning when Jack Darby got the call. The other nodded, not a hint of amusement or impatience in the deep, serene pool. If he fries his control unit because of a bad relay, Ratchet will never let me hear the end of it.' Heaven knows I haven't given Optimus a check up in ages.

'I'll have a team take a look at all of them, actually. But if I find any possible failings in 06's plans, I'll need more.' He straightened up, feeling slightly more grounded. 'Her pilot's on reduced hours for the next month, per my orders, to give her time to recover. The other was looking at him with clear, misleadingly guileless eyes.

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the full damage report on 08, I want 10's construction put on hold.

'I promise I won't make any hasty decisions.' There had been way too many of those already. And the worst part of it was that he couldn't even be sure that it wasn't all his own. It didn't stop him from wishing with all his heart that he was talking to the original- yes, there it was, the bitterness. No wonder he'd been chosen as the successor. A vast, calm ocean, unperturbed by the storm raging above its surface. 'I apologize if I overstepped my bounds.' The hot, prickly feeling in his throat and eyes and from the other end of his mental connection abated slightly.Īt length, the other let go, taking a step back. But I beg you: do not let your misplaced guilt cloud your judgement.' His impersonal tone was offset by the hand squeezing his shoulder tightly. 'You must do what you think is right this isn't my place to offer guidance. 06.'Ī hand on his shoulder, slipping around his neck as he was pulled into a half hug. No more making any that small.' A sharp inhale. No more engineering units using those guidelines. It has the same weaknesses 08 had, I was so blind. I thought what happened to Bill was just bad luck.' Slipping in amongst the wreckage, she stoops and picks up a lopped off, metal bull's horn. What was the point, when his insides were red and his armour gray, instead of the other way around?)īack on Earth, a lone figure arrives in the now silent place of battle. (He hadn't been giving it his all, in any case. But in the end, he's overwhelmed by the enemy's numbers and succumbs as well. The other puts up quite an impressive fight, if one considers that he was never meant to operate on his own if his creators were present, they would be proud (and furious, of the circumstances that drove him to this). The extreme G-forces in the wormhole make a critical weld fail, and he's crushed to death. The way he-or they, as would be in this particular story-go, on the other hand, is slightly different: not taken prisoner, stabbed through the heart and turned into a zombie like one would be inclined to believe, but rather by being unexpectedly drawn into an unstable portal while fighting off a surprise attack, the first warning sign of the end of the peaceful interlude, blood red on the horizon.

To most readers, the way this story starts off will seem quite familiar: ultimately, of the many, there is always one who seems fated to die as means of introducing the conflict. Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 134572 Chapters: 61/? Comments: 263 Kudos: 267 Bookmarks: 54 Hits: 15112 Vague mentions of cruel and unusual deaths.Stealing commonly used tropes from TF fics everywhere.Ollivander Voice: 'The Robot Chooses the Pilot'.the cybertronians are a little like the Voltron Lions.Alternate Universe - Pacific Rim Fusion.

A bunch of OCs that aren't actually Ocs.Jack Darby & Rafael 'Raf' Esquivel & Miko Nakadai.