(Hey guys. I'm not dead. Just got a hopefully a new part to this story of Predacons. I haven't been able to write much due to me fighting a migraine and I've been busy. Now. ONTO THE STORY!)

I hadn't been quite right since Ratchet was captured. I knew the other bots trusted me, but I still felt like scrap. After we swept the entre floor, we only found a piece of Lazerbeak's wing. I knew no one wanted to say it, but what if Ratchet was.....terminated?

No. Optimus said that maybe Ratchet has something Megatron wants. I continued to search the floor for anything else yet to no avail. I had been kinda quiet since Soundwave escaped. That's when I overheard Agent Fowler. "I hate to be the one to bring lightning to a thunderstorm, but there's one we're all ignorin'!" Everyone, myself included turned to face him. "The 'Cons found Ratchet here. That means they know the location of this base." Those words left his mouth and shivers went down my spine articulator.

The room had that eerie silence again. But our plan was already in motion. After hangar "F" was destroyed, we all headed around back. "The mess hall sure is a mess." Smokescreen said to ease the tension. "Though we are fortunate the Decepticons are fooled by a simple paint job." Ultra Magnus agreed. I nodded. "But they still know the location. Once they figure out they missed us, won't they try again?" I asked, fear edging my voice. Bulkhead shrugged and made an "I don't know" noise.

This still unsettled me.

The next few days, I had been staying behind to man the GroundBridge during missions. I volunteered to do it while Ratchet was absent. I also noticed that Raf and Wheeljack were building a drone of sorts. "Ep yep yep! Miko! I needed that!" He shouted, then I snickered. "I was just trying to tighten that thingamabob" Miko said, kinda aggravated. "Pffff, pahlease." Raf answered. I shook my head and transformed into my beast mode and sat down on the floor. I just hope everything turns out okay. I thought.

"Now thats not something you see everyday." Bulkhead said, turning towards Wheeljack and Raf. I smiled and stretched. I'm going to the roof. I thought. I started walking out when a thought hit me. I shook my head real quick before staring at the ground. Then Arcee noticed this and came up behind me. "Hey SparkBeast. You okay? You've been a bit shaky these past few days." She said. Did she just make a joke? I nodded in response and climbed up to the roof. I stretched out my wings and took off.

I flew for a few miles before something hit me and knocked me out of the sky. I landed with a loud crash and tried to stand before something pinned me. My vision blurred and I saw what I think was a Decepticon-- or Predaking, which worried me. Whatever hit me screeched and then I heard another noise, the sound of----- transforming. "Well done Predaking. I'm sure she will............" Was all I heard before I blacked out.

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I carefully shook my head and woke up before something carefully nudged my side, "Wake up youngling" I heard from a deep voice that sounded almost familiar. I slowly arose and got to my knees. I looked up to be face to face with Predaking. I saw him and instantly started shaking in fear. Wait, why isn't he attacking me? And did he call me 'youngling'? I thought.

"Because you belong to me. I-- am your sire." He said.

I froze and stared in fear. He transformed and I noticed part of the likeness in our color schemes. No, you can't be my sire. My sire and carrier were destroyed in The Great Cataclysm! I telepathically screamed. Then I transformed against my will and sat on my tailpipe he did the same except Predaking was standing. "No. I was to be your sire after you were created, when Lord Megatron ordered more Predacons."

He came close to my faceplate.

"I did not want you, so I abandoned you and tried to terminate you when Lord Megatron found you as a sparkling."

I looked at him before slightly shaking my head. "I........I'm just a mistake? No.....why did you want me terminated? I have so many qu-" he cut me off by putting his servo over my mouth. "Shut up" he ordered. I did as I was told and Megatron came outside. "Have you told her yet?" He said. Predaking nodded and moved towards him. "She has many questions. And I question why we didn't terminate her when we had the chance. Those accursed Autobots also lied and told her she was an original Predacon" He muttered. Then Predaking scoffed. I looked towards the flight deck. It's either now or never. I told myself. Apparently Predaking was too busy to notice me or hear my thoughts. I quietly broke free of my cuffs and transformed. This was when they heard me and Predaking chased, then pinned me.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Megatron unsurprisingly came over. "Now we have to take painful precautions to ensure that you don't try that again" was all he said before something painful shocked my systems and knocked me out cold.......again.

Arcee POV

I went around back of the base to see if I could find SparkBeast. When I didn't, my spark skipped a beat and I got a little worried. I looked around the base and any place she could've been, but couldn't find her anywhere.  I ran back inside and found Optimus. "Optimus, SparkBeast is missing!" Was all I said before I heard what sounding like struggling on my comm radio. "Aargh....A-Arcee.....*cough* it hu-hurts..." I heard.

This was SparkBeast. She sounded hurt.

"Hey, Hey, SparkBeast. Where are you? What can you see? What happened?" I asked frantically. "I-I think I'm in a c-cave......*cough* Predak-king..... damaged...my sensors.." she said. She was obviously in pain. So many emotions were flying through me: Anger, Sadness, Fear, etc. "Optimus! SparkBeast was captured by the Decepticons!" He finally heard me and his face showed expressions like fear, anger, and concern as well. Which was all too weird for him. Had we all grown too attached to SparkBeast?
Smokescreen overheard this and he also looked concerned.

SparkBeast POV

Predaking kicked me again and I cried out in pain, begging him to stop. Someone had to have heard me, but nobody came to help me. "Please....stop. I didn't do anything *cough* wrong!" I pleaded. He held back his pede and stood above me. "If you're considered an 'original' Predacon, you're a pathetic excuse of our race." I looked up and felt Energon leak down my faceplate. "I'm sorry..." I muttered. This made Predaking stop for a second and he just stared at me.

Just terminate me already.