Transformers Prime: A New Beginning

Chapter 70: Chain of Command

Normal Perspective:

While Optimus and Ultra Magnus headed out with their respective teams to deal with the concurrent situations, Michael went to deal with a situation of his own in secret.

A situation that he could change for the better.

Near to where the Predacon lay frozen on a large rock in the Antarctic, a Groundbridge opened, and out of it stepped the Techno-Organic, who could only shiver at the low temperature, and turned up his internal heater, sighing at the warmth.

He looked around, spotting the frozen beast near him... but it wouldn't remain frozen for long.

The beast's optics lit up as the power cells in its body activated, which melted the ice, cracking it until the beast finally broke free, roaring as it did. It was about to fly away when it noticed someone else present, and looked over.

It was Michael.

The beast snarled, and was about to attack when it stopped, noticing the mech's insignia, which was of both Autobot and Decepticon origin, an insignia that the beast found unrecognizable. His optics also drew in its curiosity, for it had never met a mech with dual optic colors, especially one with colors that were both an Autobot and Decepticon standard for most.

It studied him curiously, wondering who this mech was, and why he was in such a place.

Michael smiled, having noticed that the beast wasn't attacking him due to his insignia and optics.

'Perfect.'

"I mean you no harm." He began, knowing that the beast could understand him. "I only wish to speak with you, for I know of what lies ahead in the future."

The beast tilted its helm in perplexion.

"You are, in a way, unique, but the Decepticons are not the faction they make themselves out to be, for they'll prove it in due time." He went on, remaining cryptic so that he didn't give anything away, knowing what would happen if he did, even if the Predacon couldn't do anything to control it at the moment. "When the time comes for us to meet again, I hope that you'll remember me."

Michael then walked back over to his bridge and entered it, hoping that, somehow, his short talk with the Predacon would leave an impact for the future. After all, in his case, words had power, and even though he had only said a few, he felt that it would change at least something.

The beast watched him go, a strange feeling coming over it, but brushed it off, and took off for the skies once more, heading back to the Nemesis.

Onboard said ship, Cyclonus was complaining about the Predacon, and how much of an inconvenience it was to their cause, and was expressing his doubts about the new 'Project Predacon', after Shockwave had brought up his lab in which the project was taking place.

"Is it really wise for Shockwave to spawn such an army of massive beasts here in this small laboratory? Or within any part of this Warship?" He asked no one in particular, as Megatron, Shockwave, Barricade, and Skywarp listened to his complaints. "Not even the lone beast we once had among our ranks could move about the ship without tearings the walls and rooms apart." He then smirked, remembering what had happened to the Predacon. "Oh yeah, that reminds me, my condolences on the loss of your precious pet."

"I was referring to my off-site laboratory, which we had erected for the cloning procedures." Shockwave said, which made the smirk on Cyclonus's faceplate disappear, as Barricade snickered.

"You think of everything, don't you Mr. Logic?" The seeker asked in annoyance.

Before he could receive a reply, however, the ship shook slightly, and loud bangs were heard from nearby.