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Chapter 19: Just Prima
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The alien starhoppers closed in on all sides of the shuttle. Red Convoy stepped down from the gun port and entered the cockpit. Sandstrike was sitting there in the pilots seat still, shutting down the navacontrols. Colour was also in the navigators chair doing the same.
Red Convoy looked around, the other bots ignoring him. He looked back at Baja, who was still holding onto his spark. "Am I missing something?" He asked the two pilots.
"Yeah, the alien ship is preparing a boarding party." Sandstrike said as he spun around in his chair to face Red. Colour did the same and smiled at him.
"Did you have something to do with this?" Red asked Colour.
"Of course, I'm the CDP, and captain of this vessel." She got up out of the chair and brushed past Red with a flirtatious attitude, "They're taking us on board."
"On board? We are heading to Alpha Destron to stop Megatron from making the Iva conflict into an all out war!" Red Convoy yelled at her. He stopped and looked at him, and shook her finger.
"That's no way to talk to a lady, big red." She pouted and walked to the boarding ramp Red had pulled her up just a few cycles ago. There was a clank on the hull of the ship and it rocked back and forth. Sandstrike joined Red in the middle of the hold, Baja stood up and watched the other transformers. The shaking of the shuttle stopped and their was the sound of decompression, an air lock opening.
CDP Colour was the first to step out of the shuttle and into a beautiful white landing bay, completely alien in design. She was followed by Red Convoy, Sandstrike and the wounded Baja.
Colour put her hands on her hips and turned in a circle looking at the whole room. Sandstrike took notice that nobody was there to greet them.
Then, something came through a door on the far wall. It appeared to Colour as transformer in appearance. Sandstrike was awe struck at how very familiar it looked compared to the rest of them. Colour stepped forward and introduced herself.
The alien bot, completely white except for dark black eyes, said to her, "We know who you are Colourous Prima. The Academy knows all about Amamark 6." Colour let off a twinge of embarrassment, trying not to show it, "We have a long been awaiting the return of our shuttle."
Colour nodded and stepped back to the group. The white transformer continued to explain to them that it is a long lost platoon of Airbots, who chose to flee Cybertron instead of take sides in the Great War.
"Since you returned our property," the white bot said, "our services are at your disposal."
"I that case, sire, we would like medical attention brought on our fellow predacon." Colour began. "Also, we were on our way to the Alpha Destron sector."
"I will see to the reconstruction of your comrade. We are also very aware of the Iva conflict, which will play a very big role in the future between Maximal and Predacon." said the white bot.
Red Convoy stepped forward and spoke to the white bot, "We are racing against time to prevent a catastrophe there. Will you assist us?"
"We can help you, but will not engage in that conflict. We will remain here." The white bot stated. "We have an old autobot ship that was recovered and repaired that is your to pilot."
The white bot went with Baja out of the room and Colour turned to talk to Red and Sandstrike. They talked among themselves for a while, deciding what they're going to do.
Colour said, "I can't leave a fallen man behind. I must remain here with Baja before I can enter the Alpha Destron sector."
Red Convoy nodded, "Sandstrike and I will head to the Iva conflict and try and stop Megatron." Sandstrike was surprised at how much of a leader Red had become. Red Convoy and Colour looked at her other a while.
"I guess this is good bye for now." Colour said, "What if I don't see you again?"
"Don't worry, Colourous, you will." Red Convoy said and held her small hands in his. He leaned forward and they kissed. "you will."
Red Convoy stood back up and rejoined Sandstrike. Colour walked out of the room and she was gone. Red turned back to Sandstrike, with sizzling green electric arcs on his lips. Sandstrike busted up laughing, his beast parts turning red.
What do you do now?
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