Life Itself ~ Ultra Magnus X Reader

Be Like Them ~ 19

CHAPTER NINETEEN
2ND POV
11/7/17
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A/N: Ultra Mango
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"Bumblebee!" Ratchet marveled as the majority of Team Prime gathered together. Optimus Prime, Ratchet, Arcee, the revived Bumblebee, and Smokescreen.

   Then there was you.

"Your voice!" Arcee pointed out. The scout was confused at what his friends were trying to tell him.

"My voice, what are you—Ratchet! I've got my pipes back!" The scout cheered, retracting his battle mask and bear hugging the medic. The realization had hit him hard, but the mech was more than excited to talk to the humans with his regained voice.

"Yes, yes, we noticed!" The old mech laughed.

"The Cyber-Matter." Bee gasped, staring at his servos. There was no other possible way to explain the phenomenon.

"It is the only possible explanation." The doctor confirmed. The team turned to look at you, remembering that you'd had a broken voice box as well. If only they knew why. You were hovering over the floor at the edge of the bottom of the Omega Lock, overlooking the abyss below. They could only guess what you were thinking about.

"Your majesty?" The scout finally acknowledged you.

"It's certainly good to hear from myself again." You answered in plain English, ending the sentence with a light chuckle. You turned around to face them with a smile on your faceplates. For once, the Autobots didn't actually want to murder you. It was a nice feeling. It was also great knowing you wouldn't have to give berth to Megatron's sparklings.

"It would seem the old field medic made good after all." Optimus Prime added. He faced the opposite direction and spoke in his deep, baritone voice through the comm. "Optimus Prime to all units: Megatron is no more. Wreckers, a job well done for securing the bridge."

   "It wasn't us, sir." Ultra Magnus's voice admitted joyfully. "The credit belongs to the humans."
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   "Ultra Magnus, set course for Cybertron!"
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   The Nemesis sped through the open space bridge to greet the planet before them. Cybertron. The planet you would soon know as your own, and hopefully, regain your position as the Insecticon Queen. You missed them, and the opportunity to find more made your spark flutter.

   "Optimus, I was never able to learn Shockwave's side of the Cyber-Matter equation. This may be all we ever have, and Cybertron is a much larger planet than Earth." Ratchet admitted to his long time friend. Optimus glanced back at the floating hologram of his home.

   "Then we must launch the Cyber-Matter into Cybertron's very core." The Prime answered confidently. The medic's jaw dropped at the idea.

   "Into the heart of Primus himself?" He gasped.
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   "Commander, we've arrived at the Well of AllSparks."
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   You didn't get to join the Bots to see Cybertron light up the dark outer space. You were a Decepticon, therefore, like all the other drones on the ship, you were to be cuffed and detained. Knockout wasn't in the room with you all just yet, but you knew he'd be joining you real soon.

   You flew over to an unoccupied corner and landed on the ground. You allowed your wings to rest as you slumped against the wall and casually placed your arms on your legs. With a deep breath in and out, you tiredly curled your legs up to your chassis.

    You were going to get real bored real fast down here, but you were going to enjoy the silence while it was there. It was calming, and you weren't about to ruin that. You had gotten yourself into trouble all too much these past few weeks, making horrible choices and saying terrible things. You'd apologize to the Autobots when you had the chance. But for now, you decided on a nice and comfortable nap right there in your shared prison.

   Everyone needed a brake from the action.

   That brake wouldn't last long.
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A/N: AAAAAAAAAAAH! ITS SO SHORT AND I'M SOOORRY! Don't worry though, the story ain't over yet. I'm not about to stop at nineteen chapters and not have your romance with Ultra Magnus blossoming like a daisy in summer.

       —WV—