Coalescence

“They just locked us in. And shut down communications.” Rick bite his lip. “Do you
have any ideas?”
Emulator rubbed her head. “Why would I? I wanted to be here, remember?”
“Yeah, but you can’t want to stay now after, you know, the deception. And crazy mad
scientist talk.” Rick’s voice pitched higher.
Drawing her legs into a ball, Emulator buried her head in her knees. “I don’t know, I’m
still in a fog. My head is starting to pound.”
“Well you better decide fast. I have a feeling that if they find me, I’ll wind up on a surgical
table getting hacked up into cyborg myself.” Rick smirked. “Or is that what you
want? A sidekick? You could call me, I dunno, ‘Circuitsmasher’ or something.”
Emulator reached out and stroked Rick’s arm. “Oh Rick… That’s a terrible name.”
Rick smiled back.
The moment was short-lived though; it was interrupted by Side Burn’s panicked
scream.
“Oh. Oh no. It’s happening.” The black and orange Autobot started padding himself.
“Is anyone else feeling this? I can’t be the only one. Oh, Boltax!”
Jetstorm snapped at Side Burn. “Will you shut your trap? Of course we feel it. Now
hold my hand.”
Side Burn held out his hand, which Jetstorm grabbed roughly. Demolishor outstretched
his arms and completed the circle. Instantly after the ring was made between the three
robots, their arms shifted. Bricks of metal unfolded from each robot and melded into
the next, Side Burn, Jetstorm, and Demolishor where now one interwoven device.
They stared at the center of the ring where a cloud of purple energy was starting to
form and then transform into a robot’s face. The trio chanted.
“All hail the Underbase.”
The translucent purple robot head rolled its eyes and started sarcastically, “Yeah, yeah
all hail the Under-whatever. Listen, you need to get back here. Right now. Our big
friend with the icy demeanor isn’t doing all that well. He keeps trying to drain Sunstorm
dry to stop from getting even colder. So if you could go ahead and finish up with
the rest of those components, that would be great…”
“Our sovereign Cybaxx, if we could get just a little reprieve for a short while, we’d be
appreciatin’ it.” Demolishor smiled unconvincingly.
Cybaxx’s face drooped into a questioning glower. “Demolishor… I have a progress
report here from you that says you’re further along than even Side Burn. You weren’t
lying, were you?”
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