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Dinobot's Heritage	By : Supermoi Category: Transformers > Beast Wars Views: 1878 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Dinobot’s Heritage

Chapter 1: The cat’s out of the bag

There had been a month since Dinobots death, and ever since, the Predacons had been more active then ever. Like if they wanted to make them all pay for not letting them eradicate the primitive humans.

Like if they would… What a bunch of stupid fools! As for me, poor, lonely old me, I am stuck in monitor duty for two more cycles and I’m already bored to death… At least, I’m not completely alone! I smirk and let a servo rest on my swollen belly, which is starting to show more and more. I won’t be able to hide it much longer, I’m afraid… Ha, whatever… The secret would’ve been out soon, one way or another. It’s not like I can only pretend I’m getting, fat, can I? I chuckle and then put on one of my favourites games. It’s not like the Predacons are going to attack in the next few minutes, are they?

I am coping surprisingly well with Dinobot’s death… I though I would be more of a wreck but no… maybe it’s because I’m carrying his Heir. I don’t know, I’m not a shrink, and I suck at auto-analysis. But that’s a good enough explanation for me. I groan and shift position a little when I feel the larger than usual sparkling growing inside of me move a bit. This little slagger is gonna be big… Just like his dad. And I bet he’ll look just like him too. Is the Raptor’s genetic code stronger than rat genes? Maybe… Whatever it is, I won’t complain…

I’m going down the third level of my computer game when I heard the door open behind me. Hastily and with a muffled curse, I hide the window and look busy. Whoever it is, I hope they go away in the next nanoclick… But I don,t have such luck. I heard heavy footsteps coming behind me and soon, I have to turn around as the mech didn’t seems to want to move.

“Rhinox, waddya want? I’m busy!”

He looked down at me like I was some really interesting specimen to study, and honestly, I hate when he uses this look on me. It makes my metallic skin crawl like I had ants running all over me. And I instinctively took a posture that would hide the tell-tale bump on my lower belly. It is still small enough for me to do it. And I glare at him with narrowed optics.

He don’t looks impressed in the least. And he looked at the screen behind me with a lifted optic ridge and a little half-smile that I don’t like at all. Come, on, Big Green, go away and let me alone… That’s all I ask… Is it too much for Primus’s sake?

No such luck…

“Primal wants me to do a complete systems check-up on you, Rattrap. You are avoiding the monthly exams for three months now. It’s time that you comply and come with me. Or do I have to drag you here?”

“Aw, c’mon, Big Green! I’m 100% functional! I don’t need a check-up!” I reply with my most convinving tune. I hope he swallow it…

“No can do. It’s the same rule for everyone, even you. So either you come with me peacefully or I drag you there. Alright?”

Well, crap…

I’m on my feet in a nanoclick and taking a run for the lift and I heard Rhinox calling me back as I managed to get out before the big dummy can stop me. And after this, I take my comm. Link off and continue to run until I cannot run any longer. And not so surprisingly, my apparently blind run for it brought me to Dinobot’s funeral Pyre. Or his tombstone, if you may, ‘cause the Pyre part is done for a long time now.

‘Heh… I suppose it wasn’t such a blind run after all…’ I think and look up at the high Pyre as I transform back to robot mode. ‘Hope ya could hear me Chopperface. I… Miss ya. Honest! I wish ya could be there ta see yer son when he’ll be born…’

I put my hand on the golden plate on which is engraved Dinobot’s epitaph and I trace the edges of the letters with a deep sigh. I really miss the rough, strong and ruthless warrior. I feel oddly good standing here, next to his last resting place. Like I can suck some strength for what remains of his presence here. He had the strongest, hardest Spark I ever merged with, and I did it often when I was still on Cybertron. I can feel him still if I concentrate hard enough. I let out a little chuckle and talk like he can still hear me. That’s funny, I never believed in primus and all that crap about the Wheel of Allspark and the Pit before but now… I really hope that exists somewhere and that Dinobot’s spark is not gone for good, vanished into nothingness.

“I wanna know somethin’, Chopperface… Is it always that hard to cope with someone’s death?... Maybe I’m jus goin’ crazy… I can almost feel ya still…”

I put a servo on my belly, stroking the swollen bump lovingly, and look at the beautiful scenery. That place was great… Primal had taste for picking the most interesting sites. Even more for that kinda purpose. I feel a tiny, barely noticeable movement beneath the plating and smile. I stroke a little more and said, sounding peaceful and uncharacteristically calm.

“Yep, yer dad’s not gone for good… Ya can feel ‘im too, can ya? I knew it…”

I was about to say something else when I heard something behind me and, already in full alert, I turn around… And had to jump out of the way as a shot hit Dinobot’s monument behind me and shattered it to pieces. My optics widens first in surprise and slight pain and then narrowed in rage. How DARE they?! Thos no-good pile of scrap metal! I heard the cackling voice of Quickstrike boasting like the fool he is as I find some cover behind a boulder.

“Ha! Serves him right! That bastard was a slaggin’ traitor, anyway, didn’t deserve a monument!”

That done it. I saw red and jumped from behind my hiding place the land some well-aimed shots right in the slagger’s faceplates. I heard him yelp in pain with mush satisfaction and aimed at the second slagger, that insufferable idiotic loyalist Inferno. And he shouts that slag about Royalty as he fire on me his infamous flame thrower.

“For the Royalty! Take him ALIVE!”

“Take THIS, ya oversized moron!” I said and fired at the red ugly bastard with all my might. They destroyed all that remained of Dinobot’s passage on this world. I’ll make them pay… Dearly! “Waddya wait fer?! COME AN’ GET ME! Or are ya ‘fraid of a small lil rodent?! Cowards!”

I was about to shot again when I heard a noise right behind me, and I curse. I was careless! I focussed on the opponents in front of me and forgot to cover my back! And a large purple arm arap around my beck and lift me bodily from the grounds, making me choke.

‘Ho slag… Megatron… I’m done for… Stupid rodent! Why didn’t I look behind me?! A beginer’s failure… An’ prob’ly my last…’

“I don’t think so, vermin.”

The evil and twisted smirk he gave me then could’ve made the bravest mech run for cover... And it’s not even the last of the shocks I’d got today! He pressed me harshly against his platings, almost crushing me, and I feel one large, clawed servo snake its way to my abdomen plating, prodding there painfully. And what he had then makes me shiver with dread.

“That’s not you I want, but I’ll have to do with your disgusting, fouls Maximal stench for a couple of months… What I want is still inside of you. Yeessss…”

‘Ho no… Ho nononono… Mega-Butt knows! How did he manage to know?! No one knew apart from me! Ho, man… What am I gonna do?!’

I was panicking. I knew I was but there was nothing I could do to prevent it. I was crushed in Megatron’s embrace and he wanted to take my sparkling from me! Me and Dinobot’s sparkling, his only Heritage, the only thing that I would have from him! I struggle and fight and bite and claws at him but the slagger’s too strong for me. I’m trapped! And I’m starting to loose consciousness because of the crushing that’s taking a toll on my systems.

“N-no… Lemme go… B-bastard! I’ll… d-die before I l-let ya take my sparklin’!”

“Ho, but that can be arranged… Yesss… As long as your body functions, I don’t need you annoying mind!” He hissed in my audio and I shiver again.

As I finally drift into unconsciousness, I thought I heard a familiar voice reach my audio…

oOo

Many cycles later…

Im wake slowly, my systems rebooting after a forced shutdown. I am briefly blinded by the bright light and I let out a pained whimper. My head is killing me… I finally manage to focus on what’s around me and I see a familiar face leaning over me. And I sighed in deep relief.

I’m on the Axalon… Primus be blessed… Megatron didn’t take me away!

“Nng… Wha Happened?... Ma processor’s killin’ me…”

I try to move but I’m restrained by a magnetic field. I narrow my optics and huffed, annoyed.

“What the slag is this?! Why am I restrained?!” I asked a little harshly, and I see Rhinox coming into view from somewhere behind me. “Hey, Big Green! Lemme go! ‘M fine, I swear!”

I feel a sharp pain in the abdomen as I move a little harder, and I wince. Ho Primus, what happened to the Sparkling? I feel something’s wrong! I try to look but a screen in blocking my view. I try to struggle more but I’m thoroughly immobilized. And I’m starting to panic again. Scrap those fragging mood swings!

“Calm down, Rattrap! Stop struggling, you’ll only exhaust yourself!” he said and put a reassuring servo on my forehead.

“Wha… Wha’ happens? Is… Please, is da sparklin’ alright?!”

For a klick the green mech looked saddened and angry, and Primal looked like he would like to tear something to pieces, and that didn’t reassure me in the least. What was happening?! Was my sparkling dead? Aborted? I let out an anguished keen and I felt another jolt of pain wash through my abdomen. Rhinox stroke my forehead soothingly and his expression then change to a hopeful reassurance.

“He’s still there, don’t worry. He got through some heavy trials but he clung to life with claws and fangs…”

He then had a little amused smile and a chuckled and it made me feel better. If he laughed, than there was nothing to worry about, not really. The mech was bad at hiding anything. Primal then took over and explained.

“We received and automatic distress signal from Dinobot’s Funeral Monument when it was destroyed. We detected tour signature… along with Predacons near this position and we got there as soon as possible. Just in time to prevent Megatron from taking you away but…” He sighed and added, saddened and angered. “Not before he could cut you open and take something from the sparkling. A sample of cells, I think…”

I feel a dreaded shiver run down my spinal unit at those words. Cut me open?! I let out another whimper and a low keening sound, trying to feel the sparkling. I am relieved when I can feel it, though, and relaxed. He’s weak but he’s there nonetheless. As strong and stubborn as his father, and I’m glad for it right now… Rhinox then take over the talking again and he then take a concerned and reproachful expression.

‘Ho slag…’ I think and frown. ‘I’m in for a lecture now…’

“You should’ve told us you were carrying, Rattrap. We could’ve prevented this kind of situation. It was foolish of you to keep it for yourself for so long. If Megatron had succeeded, he would’ve had a second Dinobot to manipulate and grow the way he wanted him!” he sighed and shook his large head, then add, concern taking over. “At least, now, you’re safe. Both of you.”

I’m a little ashamed now. Yeah, I should’ve told them… Now I realise this. I put myself and the sparkling in high danger by running away in the first place! What a pitiful idiot I am… I think Chopperface would’ve given me a rough time for it was he still there. Pounding some sense in my tick processor… And he would’ve been right to do so!

“I’m sorry… Really, I am! What a fool I am… I never wanted ta run ‘way like that, honest! I… I think I was jus’ a bit ‘fraid of what ya all though ‘bout me… And da sparklin’”

It was Primal that answered this, coming closer and squeezing my shoulder tightly, friendly. I look at him with a tired, ashamed smile and he smile back with reassurance. I now know that I had worried for nothing. I would have been accepted whatever I told them.

“We wouldn’t have though lesser of you if we had knew. Did he knew? About the sparkling?”

“No.” I answered honestly. “I neva told ‘im. I…” I sigh and a little tear, a treacherous little tear, left my right optic to roll down my cheek. “I think I was ‘fraid of da way he’d react ta it… And now, tis is nothin’ that I regret more than neva tellin’ ‘im… He died neva knowin’ he had an Heir…”

It’s then that I break down and start weeping like a sparkling myself. I just can’t help it. I can make up Primal’s form still leaning over me. And saying reassuring and kind words to me. I don,t really catch anything he says, then, but it’s about the fact Dinobot would’ve been proud to know it and is probably watching it from wherever he is now. And this only makes me cry harder. And I feel like a pile of scrap. An unworthy pile of dirty, cowardly slag to never told him I was carrying his Heir.

He died knowing nothing, and I don’t believe in the afterlife so… For me, he never knew and thought, in his last moments, that he would let nothing behind him to reminds the world of him and take over his heritage. I don’t know how long I kept crying and crying until I fell into recharge from exhaustion, but when J woke up, Rhinox is there doing some checks on my systems and probably the sparkling too. He turned to see that I’m awake and asked, in a friendly tune.

“Feeling better?”

“Yeah… I think so… Thanks Big Green… For… Savin’ ma sparklin’ an’ all… I owe ya, mech…”

He only nods and I smile back at him, then I feel I can move again and sit up slowly, with his help. I’m feeling weak and sick but I can manage to get to my pedes. He helps me until I motion to him to let me be. I walk to the screen were the results of the sparkling’s scans are displayed.

“What does it says, Rhinox? That’s all gibberish ta me…”

“Well, it says that now all his functions are back to normal and that he’s healthy and growing at a normal rate.”

“He? Ya mean it’s a mech?” I said with a hint of excitement.

“Yes, it’s a mech, and as far as I can tell, he looks a lot like his father. It will be a raptor, I think, and probably a splitting image of his father.” He nodded and smiled down at me. “You see, even in death, this stubborn mech managed to stay online in a way… through your sparkling.”

I looked at the monitor for a long time after that, trying to make out the details of the immature protoform displayed there. He was so tiny and fragile yet… A speck of life holding on with ferocity. I am so proud of him… I will probably name him in memory of his father.

Dinobot will be reborn.

oOo

Predacon’s base, in the meantime.

“Tarantulas, is the protoform ready yet?!”

Megatron was striding back and forth in the mad scientist’s lab and looking at the glass container in the middle of it, hooked with so many tubes and wires I was barely visible. But he could see the tiny proform in the middle of the shining, bluish liquid.

“Yes! The sample you brought me was of a perfect quality! I would’ve liked to have the real protoform to experiment and work on, but that will made it anyway! It is alive, now, Megatron! Mwahahaha!”

“Excellent! Yeesss…”

Megatron stopped in front of the glass container and looked at the barely visible protoform growing into it. Already he was looking like a three months old growing protoform, and the process had been accelerated by Tarantulas to make it so he will be ready in two months instead of the six it would’ve taken in a normal gestation. He narrowed his optics for a moment and then laughed loudly, a dark, sadistic and maniac laugh that was both chilling and frightening to hear.

“So it is in motion! Soon, I will have a new and improved version of Dinobot to command! And then, I’ll et rid of those Maximal pests once and for all! Yessss…”

He looked at the protoform again and hit the glass softly, making the tiny being inside stir and move, and laughed again, very satisfied with his latest victory. An half-victory, as he would have preferred to get the rat and the sparkling he was carrying, but he got the sample he needed. And he would get rid of the rodent and the little parasite he was carrying and therefore get rid of any traces of the old Dinobot in one decisive strike!

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