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Caro Transmutata Metallo 40 A Transformers Prime Fanfiction Brothers Ratchet’s actuators hurt like the Pit from the road rust. His optics hurt from straining out onto the empty distance. His joints ached from sitting in the train on the way back to Iacon. His processor ached from the last few days of constant overclocking. His spark ached from the joy of having Daybreaker returned to his care, the raw horror of what had been done to Jackson Darby, and his deep dread of what this would do to Star’s Warmth and her family. To top it all off, the situation he had left behind him at the camp and the situation he had instigated on Ea

Caro Transmutata Metallo 39 A Transformers Prime Fanfiction Gathering Storm     “Dearlight is the last of them,” Glyph murmured gently as she handed the tiny body to the Predacon.     First Aid could tell that the little femme was nearly bursting with eager questions about the ancient creatures that had entirely upset her worldview, about the traditions that infused the ceremonies she was performing, and about the aborted lives that they were honoring. The older bot felt a glow of pride as he watched her restrain those questions out of respect. It was quite clear that the Predacons were likewise impressed by Glyph. Already R

"The paranoid aliens are hungry!" Fear gripped the gathered cabinet members at this declaration by a pale faced intern. The giant flying saucer that had landed on the lawn, interrupting President Bill's latest speech to the consternation of a dozen aides, had disgorged floating aliens of the worst sort. They simply could not be bribed to go away until the midterm election season was over. "Well what on this green Earth to those tentacled critters want to eat?" demanded Secretary Cohen. "Not people," the intern assured them as he held out a sheaf of printout, uncertain who he should offer it to. "Give it here," Secretary Espy growled. "Thi