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"Where are the other Autobots?"
For every moment her spark still existed in the darkness, she thanked Primus. Megatron couldn't hurt her. So long as Jack was safe, hidden.
Megatron knew this too. Which is why he wasn't too surprised when the bound and hanging Autobot started to laugh, a terrible sound to hear even to her own ears.
"I survived Airachnid. And Shockwave. What makes you think I'll give in to you?"
But then, a worse sound as the one-armed tyrant joined in the laughter. A laughter that continued as the lab doors opened, and entered the one-eyed Decepticon.
For every moment her spark still existed in the darkness, she thanked Primus. Megatron couldn't hurt her. So long as Jack was safe, hidden.
Megatron knew this too. Which is why he wasn't too surprised when the bound and hanging Autobot started to laugh, a terrible sound to hear even to her own ears.
"I survived Airachnid. And Shockwave. What makes you think I'll give in to you?"
But then, a worse sound as the one-armed tyrant joined in the laughter. A laughter that continued as the lab doors opened, and entered the one-eyed Decepticon.
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