A Predacons Partner

Chapter 13:Catching up with dad

--Scales P.O.V--
I woke up with a searing pain to my stomach, and the realisation that I was clamped down to a birth. I had cuffs around my arms and legs, which were tucked beneath my wings, which were also cuffed lightly at the tips. My muzzle was also strapped together.

I looked around the room and saw that I was in a metal bunker, from the sight of it. There was a table next to me, with tools and pieces of scrap metal on it. I finally lifted my head with a small moan and shook it. Surprisingly, the pain from my neck had ceased from the shot by Megatron.

"Epp, Epp, Epp. Don't strain yourself." My audial fins fluttered at his words. I turned my head and found myself staring at the back of an orange and white mech. This mech had a small symbol on his shoulder. Autobot... I thought at the sight of it.

"My name is Ratchet," he said, finally turning. I would have expected Ratchet to be younger, only his face showed age and pain of the past. "I'm hoping you can understand this tongue, better yet speak it." I shook my head, as if to say no. "I'll work on that." He said turning back around.

"Sorry for the restraints. We had to be sure that you were friendly. In fact, I have already contacted your father. For now, you should rest." I turned my head again and licked my paw, which had a small scar on it. Before long I drifted to sleep.

A/N
From now on, speech in bold are spoke in Predacon tongue.

"Good, your awake." He said deeply, although I was still asleep. My eyes were slightly blurry, although I saw him sitting on a small ledge against the walls. I hummed deeply as I lifted my head. "Easy," he said again. "You took a large hit to the stomach. May I ask who did it to you?" I turned my head towards him and hummed a response. "Megatron, when I tried to escape."

"It really is you." He said walking towards me. "And you are truly my father." He then put his arms around my neck and hugged me tightly. I was surprised at first, but then melted into the embrace. I purred softly as he said "You look much like your mother." He let go and I lowered my head again.

For the next hour or so, we spoke of our adventures, and I told him about Knockout and Shockwave. "Not everyone are how they seem," he finished. "Many are deceived and soon enemies, and enemies are soon allies." He said, wisely. Then part of the wall slipped open and a large blue and red mech stood tall, with jets on his back.

"You must be Scales, it is nice to finally meet you." He said kindly. "And you too." I said, which Predaking translated for me. "Once Predaking has released you from your chains, I shall introduce you to the rest of the team. That is, if you wish to help us end this war." I looked at Predaking, who nodded at me with approval.

"Whatever it takes."

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And it's late, I know. Hope you enjoyed!
-MoustacheMaybe-