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Lost and Found EpilogueHow quickly time passes, Optimus Prime mused, gazing out the window of his office in Iacon. And how much things change when we're not looking.
Repair work on one of the towers just outside his window was well underway, with both builder drones and Autobot workers laboring tirelessly to restore the building. It was somehow satisfying to see the tower come together, albeit slowly, a piece at a time, and to view the progress that had been made in the reconstruction each day. It satisfied Prime even more to see exactly who was working on the repairs – not just Autobot builders, but the Constructicons, each group working side by side and coope
Lost and Found Part 13Prime was waiting for a pause in Ultra Magnus' speech so he could get a word in edgewise when something nudged against his hand. He glanced over to find Jazz sliding a datapad into his line of sight, a smirk on the saboteur's faceplate. Passing notes during a Council meeting was rather unprofessional, but then, Jazz tended to get most of what he accomplished done by unprofessional means, so why should this be any different?
Keeping his gaze fixed on Magnus as if truly interested in what the other mech had to say, he drew the datapad closer and chanced a quick glance at what Jazz had typed.
I swear, if we gave these guys Cybertron on a sil
Lost and Found Part 12"Today is the day that you die, Optimus Prime! Die at my hands!"
Prime hit the ground and rolled in an effort to dodge the blast. His opponent snarled at the miss, then gave a sinister laugh and stepped closer, the flickering firelight reflected in gold splashes on his armor. The world was ablaze all around them, everything in sight save the two of them smothered by fire, screams and crackling flames ringing in their audials. Prime had long lost track of the other Autobots, and there was no doubt in his CPU that they were either dead by now, or adding their own dying screams to the cacophony roaring in his head. The crazed mech before h
Lost and Found Part 11The nightmare began when Ratchet met Prime and Prowl at the door to the medbay, a grave expression on his faceplate.
"What is it?" Prime asked, feeling as if someone had punched a hole in his fuel tank. Were Metronix's injuries worse than they'd first assumed? Or worse… no, he wouldn't think of the worst-case scenario – he couldn't allow himself to think about that. Besides, Ratchet wouldn't be waiting at the door if that was the case, he would be in the repair bay trying to restrain Megatron and protect his patients.
"Metronix is missing," Ratchet reported. "I turned my back on him for a moment and when I looked back, he was gone. Fir
Lost and Found Part 10It took Prime well over an hour to get Metronix calmed down enough to talk after his encounter in the armory. Not that he could blame the sparkling. He had probably just gone in to explore, and hadn't expected the gun he was playing with to get stuck on. Or for someone easily four or five times his size to strike him and hold a gun to his head. Just thinking about that last part made Prime's spark roil in anger, and he had to struggle to calm himself down and focus on soothing the sparkling.
"There now," he said gently, rubbing Metronix's back. "You're safe here. It's going to be okay."
Metronix sniffed and buried his face in Prime's
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