I'm going to let Blazemane and Alak catch up before continuing with Rattrap and Tigatron. ))
Typical. She truly was a Decepticon. It was just one lie after another. Optimus was wasting his time. But what to do? Tell her to either surrender or retreat? Let Nightmist's death be in vain?I'm detecting no remaining positronic energy other then your own..
No, Primal wasn't going to shoot her, although her killing Nightmist was a good reason to retaliate. It didn't matter that she was female, but it did appear that she was unarmed. How could he know for sure? He was uncertain if she had any tricks up her sleeves. The shot he fired at the ground near her was simply a warning shot, but she tried twisting around his intentions. Optimus decided not to play her game and didn't bother explaining himself to her. After all, it didn't really matter. She didn't care. All she wanted to do was to find more weaknesses and mess with their minds. Why didn't she just run away in the beginning? While all of them were firing on her. Why stick around and bother lying to a bunch of heavily armed strangers?"And shooting me will solve matters somehow? Will that bring your friend back? Or give you some lame sense of justice?" "I do appreciate the attitude, however.. Many Autobots would not even consider firing at an unarmed female. Perhaps you would have made a good Decepticon if things had been a little different.."
What happened next was like slow motion even though it probably went by in mere seconds. Optimus watched the 'Con's leg move, kicking at Rhinox and knocking his large weapon out of his hand. Why did he have his weapon drawn when he was so close to her?! No... It wasn't his fault. Optimus shouldn't have let him scan her. He should've known better! FOOL! he screamed at himself inside of his head. As if things couldn't get worse, the Decepticon caught the weapon and held it point blank to his friend's back. Primal was so close to firing as soon as he saw her flinch. His cannon was charged but at the very last milisecond, he hesitated to shoot because Rhinox had gotten in the way.
Now the rhinoceros was being held hostage. If she opened fire on him, the result would not be pleasant. And right now, Optimus couldn't bear to lose another Maximal. Not another one. Not before his eyes. He didn't have a shot on her as she ducked behind the large green and brown engineer. This wasn't what he wanted. This wasn't what was supposed to happen. They weren't even supposed to be on this planet. He wasn't supposed to be a leader in a war. Exploration was all he knew. He lacked the experience for such dramatic scenarios.
Fearing for Rhinox's life, Primal's outrage was washed away by concern. He saw no choice but to stand down, hoping the Decepticon would not pull the trigger. Slowly lowering his arm to his side, Optimus asked her in a calmer voice, "What is it that you want? You could have retreated before we gathered here." He was at a loss, but if he could do anything, he would surrender himself to save his friend. Anything to spare another Maximal's life under his command. He had no idea how long it would take for her dampers to fail blocking the energon radiation, and if she even knew about that little problem on this planet, but they couldn't do this all day. Maybe if he could buy some time, she'd short out and have to back off, or face stasis lock if she ignored the surges and didn't convert to her beast form.