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Chapter 7: An old hero
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Prime barely noticed the cheering crowd though, he was set on his goal on destroying the ancient gestalt. With a blast from his cannon Prime blinded Devastator with a shot in the eyes. Prime then transformed, and silently snuck Roller, Optimus's drone companion out the back of his trailor just before ramming the still blinded Devastator in his right foot. The once mighty gestalt fell to the ground in pain, he was badly damaged as was Prime. With great effort Devastator stood back up not noticing Roller wheel behind him. The still cheering crowd soon noticed the tiny drone, and also noticed that it stopped for a brief moment behind devastator's left foot, placed something down, then rolled back away. Optimus had still not recovered from ramming devastator, but somehow found the energy to transform and blast Devastator square on his chest plate with all the energy left in his rifle. The actually impact of the blast barely injured the monsterous devastator, and simply pushed him back a footstep. But unknown to all but Prime, that footstep would be his last.
Devastator, was feared by millions, not just by the Autobots, but even by his fellow Decepticons, both sides knew it would take little for Devastator to destroy them and all they hold dear. But most of all, none of them had a clue what it would take to destroy him.
These were Primes thoughts as the gestalt stepped on the mine left behind by roller.
If the onlooking Autobots had nerve endings, they would have felt the heat from the explosion, instead of just seeing a bright flash and feeling tiny pieces of Devastator's left leg falling upon them, while watching as his already injured right leg was crushed under the weight of the robot's top half. Devastator's eyes flickered like a strobe light for brief moments, then died out with the decepticon's spark.
Many would think the Autobot's would cheer on to his death, but there was only silence. For although the Autobots feared devastator as an enemy, they all had great respect for him as a warrior.
"Prime, are you ok?" Sandstrike yelled breaking the silence of the moment
"I-I'm not sure" The former Autobot leader replied "I've damaged several internal circuts, but I'll be fine, I bet Ratchet can patch me up."
Sandstrike then remembered the third form, and quickly looked to where they stood...but saw nothing.
"Prime...Prime!" Sandstrike said with a sharp tone, "How'd you get here? Who was that third shadowy form with you and Devastator? And why were you with a decepticon?"
Prime laughed, and winced in pain at the same time, "So many questions, and very few answers. I don't remember a whole lot, and what I do remember makes little or no sense. Hopefully Ratchet can check out my memory as well."
What do you do now?
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