Dragoncon Story: Chapter 2
Chapter 2: Trouble awaits
The young dragon was now awake, scared and panicking. She wanted her creator and carrier. She was on a berth in a dim room and the shadows looked as if they were going to snatch her. And on instinct, she wailed. Tears streamed down her snout and her wings drooped. Thinking that no one could hear her, she wailed louder. A mech emerged from the shadows, his face covered and his stick like servos having only four digits. She didn't notice him and continued to cry. She felt herself being picked up and opened her optics. His visor reflected her reflection. He had legs designed a little like a chickens and his posture hunched. She curled closer to his spark chamber and whimpered. He pet her small helm and she whined. He opened the door and continued down the corridor with her in his arm. She peeked out from his long arm and looked at the other mechs as they passed by. They were all the same except there was a difference between two. One had tires and other wings. Sh
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I thought about my talk with Breakdown. I finished my high grade and exited the bar, knowing how much damage the drones could do when they were drunk. I decided to get back to work, decoding the rest of the Iacon database. Many of the drones, who were on their way to the bar, stayed out of my way. I smirked under my visor knowing that they couldn't see my visage. These drones were so gullible. It wasn't hard to understand why they were beaten so easily by the Autobots. I strutted into the energon storage room and took a cube. When it came to cracking codes of the Ancients, you sometimes lost track of time. As I entered the work place, my tentacles connected with the database and my long fingers ran across the Cybertronian letters and numerals. So far we had only been able to crack two of the Iacon database coordinates. My workplace was three rooms away from the bridge so you often heard Lord Megatrons temper tantrums and the troopers scram
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I walked towards the med-bay to get Knockout to buff the scratches out, from when the small seeker pounced on me. I wondered why the dragoncon thanked me. I stopped as the insecticons walked past. I managed to muffle a laugh, imagining what they would do when they found out Steeljaw defeated a full grown insecticon, by herself. I arrived at the med-bay to find Knockout struggling to buff his back plates with a small pink buffer. I rolled my optic knowing that he was not in a very good mood. He groaned and grunted trying to reach his back plate before saying,
"Detailing is so much easier when Breakdown is around."
He then started hopping trying to reach and turned around to find me standing in the doorway, struggling not to burst out laughing.
"How long have you been there?" he asked in an annoyed tone.
"About five minutes. Did you hear about Starscream and the Dragoncon?" I replied.
"No. Do my back will you?" Knockout said, handing me the buffer
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Breakdown trudged through the thick mud as the rain droplets clung to his metallic skin. He frowned and tapped the device he was using. The Dark Energon was supposedly inside the abandoned building. He groaned as it started to rain even harder. He was about to call for a ground bridge when he heard a high pitched scream from inside the building. His hand transformed into a hammer. He slowly crept to the side of the building and found a dissected insecticon at his feet. He realized that this must have been the Dark Energon signal that Soundwave tracked. He took out the Energon tracker to confirm his theory. Breakdown was surprised when the signal didn't belong to the insecticon. He heard a scraping of claws and a yell of pain. He burst through the door, knocking it off its hinges. Two seekers were fighting each other, one shorter than Knockout and one basically as tall as Starscream. The shorter one leapt off of the tall seeker and pounced onto Breakdow