Transformers: Exiles by Irvine Alex

Author:Irvine, Alex [Irvine, Alex]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Itzy, Kickass.to
ISBN: 9780804180542
Amazon: B00KEPLBQI
Publisher: Del Rey
Published: 2014-06-11T04:00:00+00:00

When Ratchet returned with Jazz and Silverbolt, Sideswipe and Hound were there, too.

“We all thought this was big enough that we wanted to take a look,” Hound said. “Hope you don’t mind a bigger crowd.”

“Let’s not call too much attention to this yet,” Optimus Prime said. “Where’s Prowl?”

“He said he’d gotten a lead about Axer from another one of the Junkions and he was going to go run it down,” Jazz said.

Optimus Prime nodded. “Okay. Sideswipe, you and Jazz take a spin up along the ridge to see if any of the Junkions are watching us.”

“On our way,” Jazz said. “Let’s go.”

The terrain of Junkion was so rough that Cybertronians could go only in alt-form along the roads gouged out for the transport of raw materials and salvage. The two Autobots walked up to the crest of the ridge and turned to walk away from their landing site, toward where they first had encountered Wreck-Gar.

“Isn’t that Axer?” Hound said suddenly.

Optimus Prime looked. Jouncing down the slope from the ridgetop was a heavy-wheeled off-road cycle, blue and gray with red highlights.

“Looks like him,” Silverbolt said. “Wonder what he’s doing.”

“Find Prowl,” Optimus Prime said. “Hound. Go find Prowl right now.”

“Quick as I can,” Hound said.

Optimus Prime and Silverbolt watched him skirt the area around what they all now considered Axer’s ship and head back toward the landing site. The heavy cycle didn’t change its pace, and when it got to the roadbed, sure enough, it took Axer’s form again, and the suspicious bot moved quickly away in the direction Sideswipe had gone.

“You don’t think he’s following Sideswipe, do you?” Optimus Prime asked.

“Might be,” Silverbolt said. “But why?”

“There’s a lot of whys when it comes to this Axer,” said Optimus Prime.

“That’s true enough,” Silverbolt said. He looked down and watched as Ratchet worked through a careful examination of Shearbolt’s body. “Soon as Prowl is back, we should move this bot and tell Wreck-Gar.”

“Don’t rush me,” Ratchet said.

“Nobody’s rushing anyone,” Silverbolt said.

“Don’t talk to me,” Ratchet said.

“Then quit … never mind,” Silverbolt said. “Prime. You want me to follow Axer?”

“I don’t think so. I want to keep this low-profile,” Optimus Prime said. He didn’t want Silverbolt’s flight abilities to be remarked on. The Junkions didn’t seem hostile—they seemed, in fact, completely indifferent to the Autobot quest—but with a dead body at his feet, Optimus Prime thought that it was probably best to give away as little as possible to whoever on Junkion might have bad intentions.

“You’re not going to like this,” Ratchet said, returning Optimus Prime’s attention to the situation immediately at hand.

“What am I not going to like about it?” Optimus asked. Prowl arrived, and Optimus waved him in. “We’re about to get Ratchet’s report. Then you can go chase Axer,” he said. “We just spotted him.”

Prowl nodded, and Ratchet stood up. “I’ll cut to the important part,” he said. “This bot was killed violently and by surprise, by physical impact on the back of his head and neck. He was killed somewhere else and brought here; there are drag marks on his heels and the backs of his arms.

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