Scenario: Tarantulus has, by chance, been able to mix up in his laboratory a copy of the fear gas serum used by Batman's Scarecrow. He thinks this will be a perfect way to terrorize the Maximals and see what their innermost fears are, all of which are sure to give him great pleasure in torturing them in such a way. Here is how this version of Beast Wars is. Tigatron, Airazor and Dinobot have not departed the show, tihs is when Blackarachnia has turned Maximal, Cheetor is in his original form and so is Optimus, and all the other Maximals are just there like they otherwise would be, including Depth Charge, who's joined at this time. I know it wasn't this way on the show, but this is my version here to make it more fun. Anyhow, two things I wish for you to do, now that we're clear on the scenario.
1. Read what is about to follow and 2. Continue it your way, with any of the Maximals and as many as you want in terms of what Tarry brings out from them with his newly made fear toxin.
Here's what's to follow...
Tarantulas: Hee, hee, hee, nyuk, nyuk, nyuk, nyuk. So perfect. So lovely. So wonderfuL! I have managed to make a container of pure fear and it wasn't even my original plan! But it will work just as well nonetheless for the fact that all the Maximals, be it those traitors Dinobot and Blackarachnia, the two cats, the bird, the Fuzor, the fish, the ape, the rhino and most hated of all, the rat, must have SOMETHING they're scared of, even the boldest! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHENYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! And I'm just the one to bring it out! I'll just need to sneak into their base at the right time and catch them off guard! NYEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHANYAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! We will look into the true science of terror as soon as slagging possible! AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! This shall be more sweet than the sweetest of blood...
Later that night, when the Maximals enter separate rooms looking for some needed parts for their base, Tarantulas is hanging outside unseen and sees a chance to make his move soon enough. He sneaks into the base, fear gas canisters in his hands, and once he enters, he waits for a Maximal to appear and thus for the fun to begin with the first of them he'll do to kick this latest scheme of his off.
Tarantulus:(Lying in wait an' hearing the first Maximal coming near)Okay, it's nearly showtime! Must have these at the ready and hope this night lasts as long as possible as a living nightmare for those accursed Maximals! HEHEHEHEHEHENYAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
Okay, now you've read this, and now feel free to continue it your way in any way you wish, with any amount of Maximals you wish. Also, you can use any fears you want, the one you think each Maximal may have, and you can do all of the Maximals if you want. Or only one. Or a certain number. Like I said, any amount you wish. So, continue Tarantulus's fright night delight your way, please!
Maximals Fears With Tarantulus/Tarantulus's Fear Gas
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DEMON MAN!!!
I thought you disappeared! And apon your arrival you give us this! Its a great plot/storyline. I cannot wait to start....
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Dinobot yawned widely, before he caught himself. He snapped out of his sleepy stupor and set his scanners on full. Something felt ever so slightly out of place. But ever since the Maximals had moved into the caverns near the Ark, things had been far from normal. The new base was far too large for the original crew to control, but there had been so many new arrivals. Dinobot shuddered inwardly as recalled the noisy newbies. Silverbolt, proclaiming, loud and long, his love for Blackarachnia, who was almost as bad, or worse. She made vicious remarks to her Bonded and had the nerve to flirt with Rattrap or even himself. Unfaithful arachnid, Dinobot spat in his thoughts.
Even so, all the new arrivals could not equal Rattrap. That ungrateful little waste of skin, his stench made Dinobot's sensitive nose burn, and he had the bearings to INSULT Dinobot.. But sometimes, Dinobot (he felt betrayed by his emotions) felt like Rattrap was somehow more than the others, perhaps more trustworthy than Primal-
Dinobot stiffened as he heard a small chink, like someone had gently kicked a pebble. With a soft growl, Dinobot unsheathed his sword. He was SURE something was amiss now. He tensed himself and sprang around the corner, using his momentum to bring his sword swinging to point at-
"Vermin?"
"Wha-" Rattrap squawked, then regained his composure. "Wha' da HELL is ya problem choppuhface?" Rattrap used the tip of a finger to point the sword away.
"It hardly seems fit that YOU would feel concern for ME, Vermin. But since you ask... I merely felt something was... out of place..."
"Ya right, ya overgrown-" Rattrap started, wanting to stirr up some trouble.... when he heard the last thing he wanted to hear.
"Teehahaha!"
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(Edit: *rubs back o head embarrassed* I never really proofread....)
I thought you disappeared! And apon your arrival you give us this! Its a great plot/storyline. I cannot wait to start....
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Dinobot yawned widely, before he caught himself. He snapped out of his sleepy stupor and set his scanners on full. Something felt ever so slightly out of place. But ever since the Maximals had moved into the caverns near the Ark, things had been far from normal. The new base was far too large for the original crew to control, but there had been so many new arrivals. Dinobot shuddered inwardly as recalled the noisy newbies. Silverbolt, proclaiming, loud and long, his love for Blackarachnia, who was almost as bad, or worse. She made vicious remarks to her Bonded and had the nerve to flirt with Rattrap or even himself. Unfaithful arachnid, Dinobot spat in his thoughts.
Even so, all the new arrivals could not equal Rattrap. That ungrateful little waste of skin, his stench made Dinobot's sensitive nose burn, and he had the bearings to INSULT Dinobot.. But sometimes, Dinobot (he felt betrayed by his emotions) felt like Rattrap was somehow more than the others, perhaps more trustworthy than Primal-
Dinobot stiffened as he heard a small chink, like someone had gently kicked a pebble. With a soft growl, Dinobot unsheathed his sword. He was SURE something was amiss now. He tensed himself and sprang around the corner, using his momentum to bring his sword swinging to point at-
"Vermin?"
"Wha-" Rattrap squawked, then regained his composure. "Wha' da HELL is ya problem choppuhface?" Rattrap used the tip of a finger to point the sword away.
"It hardly seems fit that YOU would feel concern for ME, Vermin. But since you ask... I merely felt something was... out of place..."
"Ya right, ya overgrown-" Rattrap started, wanting to stirr up some trouble.... when he heard the last thing he wanted to hear.
"Teehahaha!"
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(Edit: *rubs back o head embarrassed* I never really proofread....)
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Hello, Tor! Don't worry, demons like me? They don't disappear. They just take breaks. Anyway, great post, and good start. I'm glad you like it. Anyhow, if you would like to continue on or if anyone would like to unleash their imagination in this story where Tarantulus is the Beast Wars version of Jonathan Crane, AKA Scarecrow, feel free to. In fact, I'd love it. One of the many reasons I made this horror thread for people to enjoy.
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Huh...
RC! Where is she? Shoot dang, I was counting on her to help me shape dis lil idea, cuz right now I'm kinda vague on what my dear raptor and rat's deepest fears are... Time for a filler post!
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Cheetor slunk quietly through the natural tunnels, reminding him of an underground town. First opening to the left, down some twisty little passages and BAM. Outside of her room. His organic stomach knotted up and his fists clenched and unclenced around a bunch of nice-smelling flowers.
Cheetor had been working himself up for WEEKS. It all hung on this moment. He raised a hand to tap on the door...
With a hiss, the door opened. Silverbolt had his arms wrapped around Blackarachnia. The sounds they made were muffled, as their lips were somewhat occupied. Silverbolt's wing had knocked the controls for the door, and that was why Cheetor's flowers fell to the ground.
With a the wave of dispair and betrayal drowned him, Cheetor managed to back away into the shadows.
"Stupid, stupid! Why did I do that?" the cat cursed himself. He failed to block out the sudden chill of a broken heart.
A faint whimper made his sensitive ears prick. Eager to bury his feelings, noise, he darted to the source of the sound.
Cheetor's mind reeled as he found Rattrap, holding desperately onto an thrashing Dinobot. Dinobot's eyes didn't seem to see Cheetor or Rattrap, but whatever they saw, they were causing the raptor terrible anguish.
"What the fluk happened?" Cheetor breathed.
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RC! Where is she? Shoot dang, I was counting on her to help me shape dis lil idea, cuz right now I'm kinda vague on what my dear raptor and rat's deepest fears are... Time for a filler post!
IC:
Cheetor slunk quietly through the natural tunnels, reminding him of an underground town. First opening to the left, down some twisty little passages and BAM. Outside of her room. His organic stomach knotted up and his fists clenched and unclenced around a bunch of nice-smelling flowers.
Cheetor had been working himself up for WEEKS. It all hung on this moment. He raised a hand to tap on the door...
With a hiss, the door opened. Silverbolt had his arms wrapped around Blackarachnia. The sounds they made were muffled, as their lips were somewhat occupied. Silverbolt's wing had knocked the controls for the door, and that was why Cheetor's flowers fell to the ground.
With a the wave of dispair and betrayal drowned him, Cheetor managed to back away into the shadows.
"Stupid, stupid! Why did I do that?" the cat cursed himself. He failed to block out the sudden chill of a broken heart.
A faint whimper made his sensitive ears prick. Eager to bury his feelings, noise, he darted to the source of the sound.
Cheetor's mind reeled as he found Rattrap, holding desperately onto an thrashing Dinobot. Dinobot's eyes didn't seem to see Cheetor or Rattrap, but whatever they saw, they were causing the raptor terrible anguish.
"What the fluk happened?" Cheetor breathed.
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I know this is my thread, but I hope it ain't no problem I keep it going even so. I will leave Cheetor, Dinobot and Rattrap alone, since Tor wants herself and RC to do them, plus I'll leave the likes of Depth Charge, Optimus, Rhinox, Silverbolt and BA untouched for anyone else, but I have an idea for Tigatron and Airazor which is just too good to pass up, so I'm gonna put it in, if that's okay with everyone. Anyhoo, here I go.
While Cheetor was all confused with what was going on with DB and RT, in another room, things were even worse. Tarantulus had, on his way to the area where he found Dinobot and Rattrap, put one of his fear canisters in the room where he saw Tigatron and Airazor about to enter, and he took off quickly aftrwards. They now entered, and neither was suspecting what lay ahead.
Tigatron asked Airazor: Airazor, things have truly changed a great deal around here, haven't they?" Airazor told him: "They certainly have. The newcomers Depth Charge and Silverbolt, Blackarachnia turning to our side, the new base, my lord, is it ever something I never expected to take place in every angle of the statement." "At least it's for the better, provided we can find a way to stop Megatron." Tigatron said. "Anyway, I'm just glad we've been able to afford this night." "So am I, love." smiled Airazor.
Suddenly, they both saw the fear canister and Tigatron went: "Eh?" while Airazor went: "What the slag is that?" "I do not know, lover," Tigatron said, "but..." He saw the Predacon symbol on it and went: "A Predacon device? In here?!" "How?" Airazor asked. But neither had any more time to think before the gas sprayed in both their faces. They had no time to hold their breath and the gas, true to fast acting form, affected them in no time.
Tigatron went: "Huh? Where am I? A snowy mountain? SNOWSTALKER?!" He saw Snowstalker, his dead friend and companion, only it was a demon tiger version of her. She roared: "TIGATRON, YOU HORRIBLE BETRAYER AND KILLER OF ME! I LOVED YOU! I TRUSTED YOU! I SHOWED YOU THE WAY! AND YOU REPAYED ME BY BLOWING ME UP AND BURYING ME!!!!!!"
"No, Snowstalker!" Tigatron pleaded. "That's not the way it happened! I didn't see you there! Please, I didn't want to kill you! I tried to save you! I love you!" "NO, YOU DON'T!" Snowstalker roared, turning into more of a devil beast than a white tiger more than ever before. "If you loved me, I'd still be alive! You dropped me like a ton of bricks and killed me just so you could flirt with that bird! She ought to be ashamed of herself for being the lover of a treacherous murderer like you! To think I ever loved you!!! I hate you!!!" "Snowstalker, please! You don't mean that!" Tigatron yelled as avalanches of snow came down and he continually saw more of the horrible instance in which Snowstalker died that one time when he blew Inferno out of the sky during a battle and accidentally ignited a weapon cache she happened to be around. "No, no!!! I DON'T WANT TO REMEMBER THIS!!" Tigatron cried. "I didn't mean it! PLEASE!!!!!"
Meantime, Airazor was having a frightmare of her own. She saw that many bots were pointing guns at her and she was in a sick gown with a thermostat in her beak. She was in beast mode, too, even though she was actually in robot mode but saw herself being in beast mode due to the gas. "WHAT?!" she asked. "What's going on? What's happening?" "You have the avian flu, lady!" one bot said. "This means you are to be put down. We're sorry, but we got no choice but to kill you, since your disease is deadly and contagious!" "No, please!" Airazor begged. "There must be some cure!" "There isn't one." said another bot. "So long, little lady." Airazor saw the green, ghastly, sickening signs of avian flu forming on her more and more and she squawked: "Oh, Primus! HELP ME!!! I can't be sick like this! I'm dying here! Not the bird flu! If it doesn't kill me, the guns will! I don't want to be a health hazard!"
Tigatron was on his knees and still screaming his begging for forgiveness to Snowstalker, or at least who he saw as her, she was in reality still as dead as ever, and Airazor was lying on the floor, rolling around in an attempt to find a way to shake what she thought was the avian flu off of her. Just then, Depth Charge entered this room, hearing the noises from it and going: "Tigatron, Airazor, what the slag are you two making so much noise about! Can't you see some of us are trying to sleep? If you're gonna make out, do it in a way that..." When he saw the reality of things and what was going on with Tigatron and Airazor, he stopped still in his tracks and went: "WHAT...THE...SLAG...?"
Anyway, that's enough for now, and anyone who wishes to continue this, as usual, may do so any which way they want. As said before, I'm not doing Dinobot, Rattrap and Cheetor(even though Cheetor's my fav), for Tor wants to do those guys with Razorclaw's help, and thus I'll respect her wishes. But since I've put in another part(plus what I think is a good fear for the most nature and peace loving couple of the Maximals)and also left the door open for anyone who wants to continue this and/or do Depth Charge, I believe this should at least make things more fun than they already are.(and since Tor's been having fun with it along with me, you can tell I mean to make this a "the more, the merrier" type thing)So, that's it for now, and anyone who wishes to add to this or any other of this thread's fears of Tarantulas' frightmare? As I said, feel free.
While Cheetor was all confused with what was going on with DB and RT, in another room, things were even worse. Tarantulus had, on his way to the area where he found Dinobot and Rattrap, put one of his fear canisters in the room where he saw Tigatron and Airazor about to enter, and he took off quickly aftrwards. They now entered, and neither was suspecting what lay ahead.
Tigatron asked Airazor: Airazor, things have truly changed a great deal around here, haven't they?" Airazor told him: "They certainly have. The newcomers Depth Charge and Silverbolt, Blackarachnia turning to our side, the new base, my lord, is it ever something I never expected to take place in every angle of the statement." "At least it's for the better, provided we can find a way to stop Megatron." Tigatron said. "Anyway, I'm just glad we've been able to afford this night." "So am I, love." smiled Airazor.
Suddenly, they both saw the fear canister and Tigatron went: "Eh?" while Airazor went: "What the slag is that?" "I do not know, lover," Tigatron said, "but..." He saw the Predacon symbol on it and went: "A Predacon device? In here?!" "How?" Airazor asked. But neither had any more time to think before the gas sprayed in both their faces. They had no time to hold their breath and the gas, true to fast acting form, affected them in no time.
Tigatron went: "Huh? Where am I? A snowy mountain? SNOWSTALKER?!" He saw Snowstalker, his dead friend and companion, only it was a demon tiger version of her. She roared: "TIGATRON, YOU HORRIBLE BETRAYER AND KILLER OF ME! I LOVED YOU! I TRUSTED YOU! I SHOWED YOU THE WAY! AND YOU REPAYED ME BY BLOWING ME UP AND BURYING ME!!!!!!"
"No, Snowstalker!" Tigatron pleaded. "That's not the way it happened! I didn't see you there! Please, I didn't want to kill you! I tried to save you! I love you!" "NO, YOU DON'T!" Snowstalker roared, turning into more of a devil beast than a white tiger more than ever before. "If you loved me, I'd still be alive! You dropped me like a ton of bricks and killed me just so you could flirt with that bird! She ought to be ashamed of herself for being the lover of a treacherous murderer like you! To think I ever loved you!!! I hate you!!!" "Snowstalker, please! You don't mean that!" Tigatron yelled as avalanches of snow came down and he continually saw more of the horrible instance in which Snowstalker died that one time when he blew Inferno out of the sky during a battle and accidentally ignited a weapon cache she happened to be around. "No, no!!! I DON'T WANT TO REMEMBER THIS!!" Tigatron cried. "I didn't mean it! PLEASE!!!!!"
Meantime, Airazor was having a frightmare of her own. She saw that many bots were pointing guns at her and she was in a sick gown with a thermostat in her beak. She was in beast mode, too, even though she was actually in robot mode but saw herself being in beast mode due to the gas. "WHAT?!" she asked. "What's going on? What's happening?" "You have the avian flu, lady!" one bot said. "This means you are to be put down. We're sorry, but we got no choice but to kill you, since your disease is deadly and contagious!" "No, please!" Airazor begged. "There must be some cure!" "There isn't one." said another bot. "So long, little lady." Airazor saw the green, ghastly, sickening signs of avian flu forming on her more and more and she squawked: "Oh, Primus! HELP ME!!! I can't be sick like this! I'm dying here! Not the bird flu! If it doesn't kill me, the guns will! I don't want to be a health hazard!"
Tigatron was on his knees and still screaming his begging for forgiveness to Snowstalker, or at least who he saw as her, she was in reality still as dead as ever, and Airazor was lying on the floor, rolling around in an attempt to find a way to shake what she thought was the avian flu off of her. Just then, Depth Charge entered this room, hearing the noises from it and going: "Tigatron, Airazor, what the slag are you two making so much noise about! Can't you see some of us are trying to sleep? If you're gonna make out, do it in a way that..." When he saw the reality of things and what was going on with Tigatron and Airazor, he stopped still in his tracks and went: "WHAT...THE...SLAG...?"
Anyway, that's enough for now, and anyone who wishes to continue this, as usual, may do so any which way they want. As said before, I'm not doing Dinobot, Rattrap and Cheetor(even though Cheetor's my fav), for Tor wants to do those guys with Razorclaw's help, and thus I'll respect her wishes. But since I've put in another part(plus what I think is a good fear for the most nature and peace loving couple of the Maximals)and also left the door open for anyone who wants to continue this and/or do Depth Charge, I believe this should at least make things more fun than they already are.(and since Tor's been having fun with it along with me, you can tell I mean to make this a "the more, the merrier" type thing)So, that's it for now, and anyone who wishes to add to this or any other of this thread's fears of Tarantulas' frightmare? As I said, feel free.
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Saber who was only visiting also spotted the canisters putting causion aside she walked over to it and picked it up. Suddenly it sprayed her and she fliched putting the can down. Her world suddenly went black and when she woke she found herself in her own nightmare.
Bodies of the Maximals were every where, some had limbs missing, mech fuild stained the walls.
"No!" She screamed walking back wards and tripping over some thing. She looked and to her horror was the mangled body of Optimus.
"Not again. Primus not again!" She looked at her hands they were drenched in mech fuild.
She had prayed that this wouldn't happen again. Flashes of her past killings slammed into her she closed her eyes tighly as guilt slammed into her. As she leaned against a wall her legs suddenly felt weak and to her knees her hands covering her face as she tried to block out the images of those she killed so long ago.
Bodies of the Maximals were every where, some had limbs missing, mech fuild stained the walls.
"No!" She screamed walking back wards and tripping over some thing. She looked and to her horror was the mangled body of Optimus.
"Not again. Primus not again!" She looked at her hands they were drenched in mech fuild.
She had prayed that this wouldn't happen again. Flashes of her past killings slammed into her she closed her eyes tighly as guilt slammed into her. As she leaned against a wall her legs suddenly felt weak and to her knees her hands covering her face as she tried to block out the images of those she killed so long ago.
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Demon man, I didn't mean you couldn't use Dinobot or RT. I was just making a point that I liked working longside RC and Sky. Feel free to use them!
On with the story!
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Rattrap breathlessly tried pinning Dinobot's muscled arm down; he half-suceeded, but Dinbot gave a his arm a jerk, sending the little bot smashing into a wall.
Rattrap heaved himself out of the cave wal, straightened up, placing his hands on his back, twisting one way and another, his joints popping back into place. After unkinking his back, he shot an irratated look at Cheetor, "Don' just stand dere like a gol'fish! Help me!"
Cheetor nodded, his mouth still hanging open, tentatively taking baby steps toward the thrashing soldier.
Dinobot's optics widened, his jaws open, displaying his needle-like fangs. He was lost in his own frightmare...
His equilibrium was off, keeping him grounded, and all his receptors where scrambled, his optics sending his CPU sickening surges of vivid colors, all mixing and bursting into even brighter shades. His audios were no better. His CPU was feed disconcerting squeals of metal on metal, making him shudder with the high pitch. With all his strength, he could do nothing to stop his own detioration.
The scene changed, he was standing upright, proud, but in his frightmare, he was surrounded....by bars. He was in a cage? A CAGE?!? His eyes widened in fear. He powered up his optical cannons, he would escape this prison.
#action denied#
Weapons were offlined! Again that sick feeling of powerlessness. Dinobot vomited as his equilibrium was offset again, making him gag as the world tilted like a killer roller coaster, first this way then the next...
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What will happen? dun dun DUUUUUN!!!
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Demon man, I didn't mean you couldn't use Dinobot or RT. I was just making a point that I liked working longside RC and Sky. Feel free to use them!
On with the story!
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Rattrap breathlessly tried pinning Dinobot's muscled arm down; he half-suceeded, but Dinbot gave a his arm a jerk, sending the little bot smashing into a wall.
Rattrap heaved himself out of the cave wal, straightened up, placing his hands on his back, twisting one way and another, his joints popping back into place. After unkinking his back, he shot an irratated look at Cheetor, "Don' just stand dere like a gol'fish! Help me!"
Cheetor nodded, his mouth still hanging open, tentatively taking baby steps toward the thrashing soldier.
Dinobot's optics widened, his jaws open, displaying his needle-like fangs. He was lost in his own frightmare...
His equilibrium was off, keeping him grounded, and all his receptors where scrambled, his optics sending his CPU sickening surges of vivid colors, all mixing and bursting into even brighter shades. His audios were no better. His CPU was feed disconcerting squeals of metal on metal, making him shudder with the high pitch. With all his strength, he could do nothing to stop his own detioration.
The scene changed, he was standing upright, proud, but in his frightmare, he was surrounded....by bars. He was in a cage? A CAGE?!? His eyes widened in fear. He powered up his optical cannons, he would escape this prison.
#action denied#
Weapons were offlined! Again that sick feeling of powerlessness. Dinobot vomited as his equilibrium was offset again, making him gag as the world tilted like a killer roller coaster, first this way then the next...
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What will happen? dun dun DUUUUUN!!!
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Saber didn't know how much longer she could handle this guilt that she felt. As she knelt in grief she caught a whiff of the rank smell from the can and her world went black again.
She found herself in a room and to her shock the others were alive but they all had thier weapons loaded and pointed at her.
"You know the consequence for killing your own Saber." Optimus said his own weapon pointed at her.
"Optimus, please listen to me. Its the beast inside me that kills i would never kill a fellow Maximal it happends against my will i have no control over the beast." Saber pleaded with Optimus who she considered an older brother.
"I say we scrap her now." Rattrap said his gun pointed at her chest.
"I agree with the rat. She's too dangerous to be kept alive. Who knows when the beast in her will amerge again." Dinobot said his sword's tip pointed at the ground.
"Optimus, please." Saber pleaded taking a step forward.
That was a big mistake Optmius fired a shot and the blast hit her in the shoulder causing her slam into a wall. She put a hand over the sparking wound.
"We'll spare the Maximal elders the trouble of killing you." Optimus said.
Saber never thought she would hear those words from Optimus and her eyes widen from hearing it.
Optimus looked at Saber with discust in his red eyes then looked at Dinobot and nodded once.
Saber looked at Dinobot his sword came up and he walked toward her, her eyes were filled with shock and terror as he came closer.
She found herself in a room and to her shock the others were alive but they all had thier weapons loaded and pointed at her.
"You know the consequence for killing your own Saber." Optimus said his own weapon pointed at her.
"Optimus, please listen to me. Its the beast inside me that kills i would never kill a fellow Maximal it happends against my will i have no control over the beast." Saber pleaded with Optimus who she considered an older brother.
"I say we scrap her now." Rattrap said his gun pointed at her chest.
"I agree with the rat. She's too dangerous to be kept alive. Who knows when the beast in her will amerge again." Dinobot said his sword's tip pointed at the ground.
"Optimus, please." Saber pleaded taking a step forward.
That was a big mistake Optmius fired a shot and the blast hit her in the shoulder causing her slam into a wall. She put a hand over the sparking wound.
"We'll spare the Maximal elders the trouble of killing you." Optimus said.
Saber never thought she would hear those words from Optimus and her eyes widen from hearing it.
Optimus looked at Saber with discust in his red eyes then looked at Dinobot and nodded once.
Saber looked at Dinobot his sword came up and he walked toward her, her eyes were filled with shock and terror as he came closer.