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3; Separating of Paths by Phoenixfire90

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Chapter Notes:

Same as the last chapter notes, only with the Nemesis.

Chapter 3, Codename: Project Nemesis

 

Meanwhile, at the same time, over at Space port number 2, over a mile away, Megatron's sleeping quarters.

 

(From Megatron's point of view)

 

Ok, the Autobots stole the first base, not much of a problem now that I've found another nearby.

A minor setback, but a setback none-the-less.

But if my troops stood their ground this wouldn't be happening.

Though, I give that dammed Phoenixfire credit, she does know how to smoke us out and scares the young ones too.

Katrina's with me right now, I'm fixing her torn wing.

"OW!"

With a thread and a needle, sewing basically.

"I tried father, don't say I didn't. I only got that hole in my wing because of that Bumblebee." She said.

"I know, I know, I understand and I'm not blaming you my dear."

Gently I patched up her wing; I didn't trust the others with her.

Snapdragon got out of the battle with cuts on his arm and leg, but nothing that needed treating.

Now I know many of you think I'm cold-hearted and ruthless.

I'm not, to my troops yes, to my family no.

My daughter is the apple of my optic, she loves me and I love both her and Snapdragon too.

"There, all done." I broke the thread and finished.

She fully showed her wing span, the sewing showed, she smiled and said thanks.

I told her no problem, that's what fathers are for.

Just then Slipstream came in and said, "I see your wing's better Katrina."

She nodded her head and then Stream's attention turned to me, "The Decepticons are ready in the meeting room now."

 

Later on in the meeting room.

 

The troops fell silent when Katrina and I stepped into the room.

They knew we were unhappy.

I got to the table, I slammed my fist into the table and yelled, "WHAT IN PRIMUS'S NAME WERE YOU DOING RUNNING FROM THAT BATTLE, ONE MINUTE WE HAD THE UPPER HAND AND THE NEXT YOUR RUNNING AWAY LIKE SPARKLINGS!!!!"

My daughter shook her head, patted my shoulder and said, "Let me take it from here..." She turned back to the army and shouted, "WELL!!!!"

"Mam yes mam!" The whole room said.

"WE WON'T LET PHOENIXFIRE OR OPTIMUS PRIME PUSH US AROUND LIKE THAT EVER AGAIN!!!"

"Mam no mam!"

"ARE YOU WITH US!?!"

"MAM YES MAM!"

I can say one thing; she can whip up morale in the troop.

"Thank you my dear, right, I've got a plan. Optimus will never see it coming. Females and mechs I give you Project Nemesis."

With that a small holo-gram appeared above the table.

The holo-gram was of a massive war-ship.

Some studied it with curiosity, others were nodding there head in agreement.

"My plan is to leave Cybertron to find new Energon sources in other worlds."

Gasps filled the room, this was the unthinkable.

Even Katrina, who is usually behind my plans, was shocked by this one.

This started whispering around the room.

I continued, "This plan is dangerous so I need to ask for volunteers."

Everybody looked at each other, even I could tell that no-one wanted to do this, I then mentioned, "If any of you want to sign-up meet me at my office, but all Decepticons need to help with the construction of the ship."

With that the meeting was over, I hope I know what I was doing.

Chapter Endnotes: Oh no, Megatron and Optimus have the same plan, what could go wrong?