The Intergalactic Highway

((OOC: My fault, I was waiting on Blazemane but apparently he posted without me noticing. haha))



Airazor received the message from Otimus but didn't drop her weapons immediately. The whole situation just got a whole lot weirder. Not only did the Predicons attack for seemingly no reason at all, but Optimus let them go free? The question of why the Preds attacked in the first place came back into her mind again, but she pushed it away as Snow Trix yelled at her. It seems as if she was out ranked.

Nodding to the predicons to let them go, she watched them as they walked off. Lowering her arms, she detracted her wrist-mounted missiles and sighed. She was glad she wasn't the leader of this outfit. Situations like this one would make her overload her servos on a daily basis. She much preferred being told what to do and being a scout. It made this war much easier for her to follow. Not to mention that it gave her more time to herself to be outside in the beautiful wilds.

As the Predicons entered the Leviathan, Airazor turned towards the lift to go back up. She was sure that Optimus would want to speak with her and the other Maximal's. Her curiosity about this attack was also perked. Perhaps he even had good news, but it was unlikely.

((FFFF....FRAG! SORRY SORRY PEOPLE! I didn't realized the preds are already on board!))

After Steelclaw and Snowtrix went inside the transport, Cecaelia flicked a switch to close the cargobay's door and took the Leviathan to the skies.

"Sonar decided at the last moment to stay,"

"Oh..I think that's a good thing. Or is it a bad thing. Wish him luck..." directing the Leviathan back to the Darksyde, it was clear that the mission was failure.

((I don't know what to write..sorry for the horrible post))

Steelclaw wrote:"Sonar decided at the last moment to stay,"

Glowstick's optics narrowed. Slag it.. this wasn't supposed to be a trade.. He must of lost his mind from battle lust..

Cecaelia wrote:"Oh..I think that's a good thing. Or is it a bad thing. Wish him luck..."

Glowstick watched as the ship started going into the wrong way, his optics flashed red for a moment in frustration. He then moved into the gunner seat of the controls and leaned up behind Cecaelia with his tentacles moving over her limbs and the controls Wrong way.. he said in a frustrated tone, having the Leviathan steer towards the woods.

Within moments, the ship was hovering above the woods Arachnitron had run to. Don't move from this point.. he said in a low growl, then leaned up and floated out of the cockpit.

Floating out of the bridge, he moved into the cargo bay, picking up a small container and shoving Visia's spark into it, then closing the lid down placing it on his workbench. I have no time to deal with your fruitless struggles monster..

He then turned around moving towards the airlock at the back of the Leviathan and exited through it, floating down towards the woods bellow, the photophores along his body blinking in a waving pattern as he descended, much like the patterns of some jellyfish, his shoulder tentacles looking almost like wings. He came to a stop above Arachnitron watching her struggle, then let out a sigh. Looks like you've had it rough kid.. lets see what I can do about that.. he spoke in a sad tone, his right feeder arm extended and wrapped around her torso lifting her up, he then floated up towards the Leviathan, activating his radio.

Worse time to do it.. but I guess I'll have to try diplomacy.. he muttered to himself, then send out a call to Optimus Primal's comlink This is Commander Glowstick.. Optimus Primal, state your terms for the release of the Predacon POWs..

He then floated inside of the airlock and sealed the hatch, entering into the Cargobay they were now shielded from the effects of the Energon radiation outside the small vessel. Moving from the Cargobay towards the crew quarters, he turned towards one of the other bunk beds setting Arachnitron down carefully, his tentacle slithering away from her body leaving a small trail of slime around her torso.

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Rhinox shaked his head as he heard Ironclaw No.. these wounds aren't that serious. I'll be on my feet in no time. We should prioritize for the seriously wounded.

Ironclaw listened to Dinobot thoughtfully, he wasn't sure if he wanted his chance. His opinion on things had changed and he realised he would have to toughen up if he is to survive here. He knew he had the potential, he wanted to show it.

Ironclaw made a mental note to report to the command centre to see what Optimus had to say.

"It's best you get back to full strength Rhinox" Ironclaw said helping Dinobot carefully place Rhinox in the CR chamber. "I can fill in for you. You'll be back in no time" he said with a small smile.

((Sorry for an absence but been busy these last couple weeks.))

Feralnight snapped out of her thoughts as Tigatron spoke and looked towards the white tiger with a greeting smile,"Good to see you as well Tigatron and I'm as confused as you are. It seems more of a distraction I think for those Predacons to have infiltrated our base, though what they were aiming for is a mystery to me."She said with a shrug, not exactly sure for the random attack. Sometimes it was easy to find what the Predacons were aiming for but this time it was just making no real sense at all and it made her wonder why Arachnitron had taken off in such a hurry.

"Though we better go meet Optimus, he doesn't sound too happy about this."She said before walking into the hanger, noticing Frilla coming in and watching the others who were injured but could see frustration as there wasn't really much else she could do to help.

The frilled lizard could only watch as those far more injured were out of her area to exactly help much and the others seemed they would be doing alright for now. Frustration though was clear on her own expression as she followed the others to head back to the main bridge, frustrated that she couldn't have done more to help her team and that the Predacons had managed to even get this far. But why had they wanted Arachnitron anyway?

Wintersong looked towards Optimus as she nodded before looking at the stasis locked penguin,"Honestly Icebreaker how do you get yourself into this sort of mess?"She asked no one in particular as she took some effort to pick him up and get him to the CR chamber, though she was surprised he was so tall for a beast form like his. Then again it didn't seem all of their forms were to scale anyway. Eventually the white tigress did get Icebreaker into the CR chamber, stepping back as the chamber closed to begin the repairs and turned away as she heard the others coming.

Though the thoughts of how the Predacons wanted to take Arachnitron still was still on her processor, in fact how they had found out at all was still a wonder. They hadn't fought for a few days so there was no way they could have known, not to mention Nemesis had been the only Predacon aware of her in the first place. Though of course she could have contacted them or they could have hacked the systems and figured it out. Regardless how it had seemed a little bizarre and rather pointless for a full scale assault on the base.

Shaking her head Wintersong decided to put the thoughts aside to focus on the task at hand now. "Beast mode."She muttered as she transformed to her white tiger form before sitting back on her haunches, using a paw to rub over the deep gash along her chest that was a little sore but her self-repair systems would handle the worst of it. Though with how deep Cecaelia had gone it was likely to leave a scar, 'She's almost as crazy as her feline friend.'

Arachnitron wearily turned her gaze to the Predacon transport, The Leviathan, that was now hovering over her still body. A Predacon exited the ship. She felt extremely exposed as she lay on her back unable to move. She was not afraid, but she didn't wish to be taken hostage without some sort of fight....she still had much Predacon pride that she completely detested this idea. But was she a hostage? She wasn't sure. Her expectation was that Glowstick, the Predacon that had exited the Predacon ship, would have pulled out a weapon or would have threatened her at the very least. But he didn't do either. In fact, when he spoke to her, he had a sad tone to his voice. Almost as though he had some sort of understanding of what she had been going through just moments before....or that he possibly felt sorry for her.

NaitoKage wrote: Looks like you've had it rough kid.. lets see what I can do about that..

Arachnitron narrowed her optics defiantly. "I'm fine," she lied. She turned her head away from the Predacon sharply. But despite her response, the Predacon extended one of his arms, wrapped it around her body and lifted her up. Though her expression and her voice showed her obvious resistence, her seriously low power levels prevented her from struggling or escaping. It was an exhausting effort just to speak, so she did nothing.

But as the jelly fish carried her back to the Leviathan, Arachnitron thought back to the events that had just occurred. Because of the instabilities she was experiencing at that moment, all three of her personalities had the unique opportunity to witness everything that was going on even the ones that were not in control at the time. She was shocked as she remembered what happened. In just a few moments, she had gotten to know Frilla better and then just as she was hoping they could be friends, the Predacon pulled our her weapon and aimed it right at Frilla's head. Then, she snapped at Wintersong, the one bot she thought she actually could call a friend. And then Wintersong was going to just turn her over to the Predacons. The hurt that the Maximal programming felt towards Wntersong's actions could not have been much different from what Wintersong was feeling towards Arachnitron. How could she keep making friends and then turning on them? For how long would the Maximals allow her among them knowing that at any moment her Predacon programming could take over the body and put the others in serious danger?

For a while, Arachnitron felt that the Predacons were poorly equipped to deal with her and her problems, but what if she were wrong? What if it were the Maximals who were unable to deal with her? Perhaps only a Predacon could really understand what she had been through and could handle her oddities. She listened silently as Glowstick radioed to Optimus. She was still wrapped in his tentacles.

"This is Commander Glowstick.. Optimus Primal, state your terms for the release of the Predacon POWs..

The two were now inside the Leviathan. Arachnitron could already feel herself regaining her strength. Now that she was safe from the Energon radiation, she would be able to recuperate better. The Predacon set Arachnitron down carefully on a bed in the crews' quarters and let go of her, but he didn't shackle her down or lock her up in a cell. And she didn't try to run or even resist. In fact, she turned her head to look at him, her gaze submissive this time as she realized she had no strength to fight this. And what was the point? The body she was sharing had always been of Predacon design and hostage or not, she was back among her creators.

And what was that he had said earlier? Let's see what I can do about that? What exactly could be done? Hadn't the Predacon scientists already tried everything? She wore an almost hopeless expression on her face. There didn't seem to be any cure for her condition. She didn't think there was anything this Predacon could do for her. And if he could, what would happen to her? Would he erase her and leave the Predacon to control the body? Could she just let that happen? She sighed in defeat and turned her gaze up to the ceiling. She didn't want to have to deal with this right now.

(Ooc: heh I never actually said I was quitting for sure, only that NK playing the all-mighty was getting on my nerves to the point I was not having much fun anymore. But that's all in the past now. Unfortunately my life took a toll to the much worse time wise, since after I finished up school and graduated my parents have taken up all my available time and my mother is as impatient as they come and expect everything to happen instantly. I essentially only have internet access through my droid right now while 'sleeping', and cannot do long, intricate posts or check back on other posts with it. So my apologies for absence. , as well for missing out on any posts after Whitegrazer's response to Aurora. )

Aurora had pouted as Whitegrazer wouldn't let her join in on the fun. As usual.. She cared for her fellow Maximals deeply, but it had been a recurring tendency that they would shelter her from any harm no matter how unlikely it was to happen.

The small ermine kicked a rock out of the way in frustration, casting a glance over at Onyx as she did. The Predacon sure didn't seem like the ones described to her by Rattrap and others. She wondered if deep down he wanted to keep the Maximals out of harms way, perhaps even 'join' them in time. He did seem to seek them out quite frequently as of late.

Without a word she then dragged her feet through a field of grass, only to flop down a short distance through it. She turned her head towards Whitegrazer, waiting for the mare to make a decision on where to proceed from here. Thus far she had no idea of the events that were, and had taken, place at their base..

Entering the brig of the Axalon, Primal stopped in his tracks when he heard Glowstick's voice over his comm. link.

This is Commander Glowstick.. Optimus Primal, state your terms for the release of the Predacon POWs..

For a moment, it caught him off guard, but then he proceeded to set up a cell for Sonar with his scarred left hand while holding the Predacon's body over his right shoulder and speaking to the squid Commander. Speaking of which, when had that promotion happen? Didn't Megatron already have two blind loyal second-in-command officers; Scorponok and Inferno? Interesting. Needless to say, Optimus was not in the mood for this discussion or negotiating.

"I only have interest in speaking with Megatron," the Maximal Commander informed Glowstick with a firm voice. "Tell him to meet me at co-ordinates two-four-zero-three; neutral territory, in 30 cycles. He has some explaining to do. Until then, these Predacons will remain as my prisoners of this war. That is all." Opening a small cell, which was just as sound proof and impenetrable as Nemesis', and was located two cells away from her's, Optimus stepped in and laid Sonar on the floor on his back, leaving his hands "cuffed." Then he walked out and secured the door. Briefly, he stopped at the monitors and watched Nemesis in her cell. She still seemed rather quiet and unthreatening, but her behavior won't easily fool the gorilla. Moving on, he walked out of the brig, securing it, and headed back toward the command center. Sonar's cell is a little more comfortable in temperature than his fellow comrade's because he didn't have the nano technology that Nemesis did, and his cell was fairly illuminated.

(( OOC: The 30 cycles thing is just a reference time frame I gave for a time to meet. Doesn't have to be "accurate" for the game. Whenever Megs and OP meet is whenever, but soon. It's just to have Glowstick report to Megatron and debrief him on their attack so Megs will have a clue as to why OP wants to meet him. ))

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Quite a few of the Maximals that participated in the battle had been slagged. Orcariner looked trashed, and the rat wondered what could have been powerful enough to cause all of his wounds. Not a pretty sight. But all he needed was some time in the CR. Rhinox didn't look too bad, but it seemed as though he was paralyzed while he watched Dinobot and Ironclaw carry him inside. Feralnight looked to be in some pain as well, but at least she was back. She was lucky.

"This is Optimus," "The Predacon threat in our base has been neutralized. Those of you who do not require repairs, meet in the command center in a few cycles."

Since everyone seemed to have everything in order, Rattrap put his weapon away and figured he should hurry to the command center and establish contact with Whitegrazer. In case she wasn't already on her way back with Aurora, now she'd know the coast was clear. Although he did notice that the Leviathan was still hovering above the forest not too far away. What were they waiting for? A boot in the skidplate? Jogging down the corridor and passing Frilla, acknowledging her with a, "Hey!" the rodent continued to the control room while the raptor and honey badger continued lugging the rhinoceros to the repair chamber, although it sounded like Rhinox was declining the need for it in his deep voice. Rattrap's feet skidded to a halt when he saw the mess on the walls and floor. Dis can't be good, he frowned in thought, examining the mech fluid and shards of someone's body laying about. But since no one was laying there now, he moved on, assuming someone had already helped that bot, hopping on to a seat at the communications console and opening a transmission from the Axalon to Whitegrazer.

"Hey, 'Grazer, it's Rattrap," he called her. "The Preds are retreating. Hurry on back with Aurora. Optimus is calling for a meeting. Ya copy?" He had no idea why the Predacons attacked and what happened, but surely some people that were here in the beginning would be able to shine some light on this mystery. Out of caution, he kept the ship's scanners trained on the Predacons' transport.

"Hey, Winter," the Maximal spy greeted her calmly as he heard her enter the room. He spun around in his chair to see her and cringed a little at her wound. "Ouch. You holdin' up okay? Why didn't you guys call fer us ta help? And who left dat mess all over the walls?" he inquired with some guilt for the pain she was in, and pointed his thumb in the direction where Icebreaker had been shot.

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"Good to see you as well Tigatron and I'm as confused as you are. It seems more of a distraction I think for those Predacons to have infiltrated our base, though what they were aiming for is a mystery to me." "Though we better go meet Optimus, he doesn't sound too happy about this."

Tigatron gave Feralnight a slight sigh as he put his weapon away. He walked with her and listened while they entered the base through the hangar and caught up with Frilla, the three of them heading toward the main room together. "Hm. This is not the only disappointment Optimus has suffered today," his voice rumbled a little, but opted not to reveal anymore than that. "Are you all right?" he asked Feralnight, a little concerned for her injuries.

(( OOC: I think it's safe to say that we'll just put Orcariner in the CR chamber, and he can be in there for the remainder of the time until Alak returns. ))

Phoenix wrote: Aurora had pouted as Whitegrazer wouldn't let her join in on the fun. As usual.. She cared for her fellow Maximals deeply, but it had been a recurring tendency that they would shelter her from any harm no matter how unlikely it was to happen.

The small ermine kicked a rock out of the way in frustration, casting a glance over at Onyx as she did. The Predacon sure didn't seem like the ones described to her by Rattrap and others. She wondered if deep down he wanted to keep the Maximals out of harms way, perhaps even 'join' them in time. He did seem to seek them out quite frequently as of late.

Without a word she then dragged her feet through a field of grass, only to flop down a short distance through it. She turned her head towards Whitegrazer, waiting for the mare to make a decision on where to proceed from here. Thus far she had no idea of the events that were, and had taken, place at their base..

"Hey, Aurora, don't worry," she decided to cheer her up, "your time on the battlefield will come, and then you will see the joys, the horrors of war where you will be tested to see what kind of individual you wish and choose to be. Like many of us had to." Whitegrazer just smiled at the little ermine.

Feelings of anger and betrayal were sensed through her spark. It wasn't her, Onyx nor Aurora. It was faint and far away. Her hand came to her chin, knowing where it came from. But why? What happened back at base? Why did the Predacons attack? Could it be to rescue Nemesis and capture Arachnitron? It must have been. It's the only reason she could think of, which meant she had a pretty good idea of the Predacons who were there. At least, who would organize it. Glowstick or Steelclaw. They were the only Predacons who would go to rescue their comrades. Megatron wouldn't care, just leaving them to fend for themselves. Not caring about them like they were just expendable pawns.

But why was he feeling betrayal? Remembering that Orcariner said something about some signal if she could recall, maybe Optimus find something there. She didn't acknowledge the other feelings while he was probably on his way because she was concenstrating on teaching Aurora, but she realized those feelings of surprise, caution, and distrustfulness should had told her something went on. Maybe he was too late and a Predacon got whatever was the aliens sent. Feelings of dread and danger, which was her own feelings, swarm her spark. Just thinking about what the aliens sent caused her the same tension that the horses were feeling. So much energy of this planet was being intensified by a sense of horror, pressing down on her like a ceiling caving in. This world was acting as if it was going to feel great pain and anguish, loss. Feelings that for her was mulitplied already from the visions she experienced. So much emotions all at once were having a toll on her spiritually, but of course, no one could see that outwardly. To them, she just seem so far away, distant. Standing there like an unmoving pillar. She was used to such things. After all, she learned how to cope and deal with the surges of other's feelings. But this world...the feelings were being chaotic and untamed it was taking her some time to refocus her thoughts to what she was trying to figure out before as to what happened there with Optimus. Could the surprise have been Megatron? Did Megatron get the object? Maybe he made a deal or a truce? That could explain the caution and distrust...the betrayal. This attack...could it have been a trap? No, the attack was too sudden also as she established Megatron won't had done it.

"Hey, 'Grazer, it's Rattrap," he called her. "The Preds are retreating. Hurry on back with Aurora. Optimus is calling for a meeting. Ya copy?"

"Loud and clear, Rattrap." Well, she will find out shortly if her guesses were right, "We will be there soon. Whitegrazer out."

She didn't sense death, but probably, there was injured and what if Arachnitron was captured? One step at a time. They will get her back...if she wanted to go back that is. She just hoped that Arachnitron won't be forced under the knife. Whitegrazer believed that Arachnitron needed to find some way to balance all of her personalities. To her, it was like a battle between light and dark. A balance of two extremes that were really two sides of the same coin, the same individual. Taking away one is killing part of the individual.

Of course, this was a spiritually interpretation. Science would have a different theory.

"Aurora, let's head back to base." She told the little one.

Looking at Onyx, she held solemn optics yet smiled again, "It was nice talking to you, but I guess you should head back to your base." She turned back to head towards the Axalon when she realized that she needed to do something.

"Wait, Onyx, can you relay a message for me?" She asked, "It's to Steelclaw. Tell him that I wish to speak to him. If it would make him feel safer, I will meet him in neutral terroitory. And if he asks for a reason why I want to meet him? Tell him it's complicated, but I wish to hear his opinion."

She didn't know if Steelclaw would meet her. After all, he didn't seem to like her all that much for some specific reason. She wondered why, but some part of her knows the answer to that.

"I will be there for forty-five cycles, waiting for him. Thank you if you can do this for me, Onyx. I better not keep you, but I hope we can talk again." She bowed and transformed into her beast mode.

"Come on, Aurora. We better go back to base."

Optimal Optimus Primal wrote:"I only have interest in speaking with Megatron," the Maximal Commander informed Glowstick with a firm voice. "Tell him to meet me at co-ordinates two-four-zero-three; neutral territory, in 30 cycles. He has some explaining to do. Until then, these Predacons will remain as my prisoners of this war. That is all."

Glowstick's optics narrowed as he heard Primal shut off the comlink rather quickly. Seemed diplomacy was out. He knew Megatron would probably be irritated, but at this point over half the Predacon forces were annoyed with him. He let out a sigh shaking his head Leave it to Megatron.. Whatever.. He activated his comlink Cecaelia, proceed back towards base..


Glowstick looked towards Arachnitron, folding his legs as he floated in the air. His tentacles on the left side of his body moving independently as they worked to repair his damaged chest and shoulder, almost like the arms inside a CR chamber. He leaned forward looking towards her with his large blue optics So.. Arachnitron... Who am I speaking to right now..? The Maximal.. the Predacon.. or.. he chuckled slightly in a strange mechanical tone, like hearing a voice on a radio which seemed to be emitted from four speakers on the sides of his head. The other?.. I didn't get all the information.. but from what I managed to get from Feralnight's poor tortured mind.. Your condition is rather similar to one of my other crew members..a Natural half Maximal half Predacon.. as rare and hard to believe that is. However in her case.. she doesn't exhibit the unique conscious structure which you seem to posses.

Ah.. I've gotten ahead of myself. My name is Glowstick. I tend to go by alot of fancy function titles.. Commander, Communications engineer, but.. I believe the one that pertains to you would be my original function, Chief Medical Engineer. As for you.. leaving you in the hands with those barbaric Maximals seemed a little..cruel. I've seen their staff records, and while Rhinox is a miracle worker, he may have a harder time treating you then myself.. Of course, that depends on if you want treatment and what would constitute as treatment.

He then leaned back, the blue photophores still lighting up in a wavy like pattern across his transparent mechanical squid body. Even by Cybertronian standards, he looked pretty weird.

Cecaelia, proceed back towards base..

"Hai." again directing the Leviathan to the Darksyde. Deinitely, it won't end well if Megatron' gets mad.

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Still in the Darksyde, Starshadow was lying her belly on one of the hoverboards while flicking her tail, bored out of her mind. "That's it.." she went to the hangar and started practicing her gymnastic moves.

"What's taking them?" she said to herself as she did a double backflip.

Onyx looked at the solem gazes ofthe two females, knowing his attitude may come off as unusual. True it was strange for him to just talk instead of outright shooting at them, but he found no reason to attack. Why attack an enemy that wasn't doing you any harm? Though he noticed that Whitegrazer seemed distant for some strange reason, wondering if something was on her mind and likely had to do with the tension the planet seemed to be getting. The tension he had noticed made him a little unsettled as well and couldn't help wonder if something was to happen. However it wasn't long before he heard the rat over the maximal com system and nodded slightly.

"Indeed I should be heading on my own way before my teammates come looking for me." He said turning to leave but paused as Whitegrazer asked him the favor,"If I get the chance Whitegrazer I shall relay your message. Nice meeting you and you again Aurora, good luck to the two of you." He said politely before Onyx transformed to his beast mode and took off in a gallop, having to skirt around the horses to head the right direction. But he couldn't help wonder if the Predacons had been successful or if there had been many casualties on their part.

Well he would have to wait and see when he got there before or after them.

Wintersong glanced towards Rattrap as he spoke,"Steelclaw got a good shot on Icebreaker and put him in stasis lock, it wasn't a pretty picture either I can say that." She replied glancing towards the area, cringing slightly at the memory of seeing Icebreaker in such a state, even when he had been damaged it hadn't been that bad. Forcing the thoughts back the white tigress looked down at her chest but shrugged a bit,"I'll live Rattrap don't worry about it. Just will be my first real scar I suppose, was bound to get one sometime even if it was only my stupidity of going up against one of the tentacled freaks again." Wintersong said and frowned at how she had ended up in yet another sticky situation, last time having been Glowstick and now Cecaelia. Well long as it wasn't in water this time it wasn't as bad yet it still brought back the old feelings of frustration for once more for not being cautious when it came to an opponent with more then two arms, especially with strength that prevented someone from getting free so easily.

"I just hope they don't come back anytime soon." She said with a growl, ears going flat against her head and was hoping deep down the Levianthan remained away and didn't come back, least not for a while. This battle had taken it's toll on the crew and she doubted they could take another attack like that.

Feralnight nodded in understanding but didn't pry to what else could have gotten Optimus frustrated as he was,"Yea I'll be alright for now, I'll see if Frilla can maybe repair the damage since it's not that bad hopefully." She said but it wasn't much longer as she said this that they caught up with the frilled lizard who looked back at them with a nod, overhearing Feralnight's words.

Frilla gave a quick 'hey' to Rattrap as he jogged by but she glanced back when she heard Feralnight and Tigatron, nodding to the fuzor as she saw the injuries she has sustained during the fight."Least you two are in one piece, a lot of the others are in pretty bad shape, even Icebreaker needs the CR chamber. Steelclaw got a lucky shut that put him in stasis lock and gave him a good bit of damage, not to mention him and Snow Trix were after Arachnitron." She told them, frowning as she remembered what had occurred and was just glad this situation hadn't resulted in any more casualties. Though she sighed, knowing she would have to get the defense systems up soon after they would speak with Optimus since during the infiltration she had been forced to quit.

"But how in the name of cybertron did they find out about Arachnitron? Far as we know Nemesis doesn't seem to like the Preds enough to relay anything, I mean unless she did just to get something in the Predacons' favor." Feralnight said, finding it hard to really add up. Could Nemesis of told the Predacons before she was taken prisoner? Or had the Predacons really hacked the network somehow to find out? Though unknowingly to the fuzor she was the fault for Steelclaw and Snow Trix making the attempt to get the spider.