2nd pov

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You were honestly surprised how easily the mechs arm popped off. But it did give you a quick bludgeon. He was an autobot you believed, if their insignias were still the same after four million years that is. His faction really doesn't matter, he still tried to strike you so you had to teach him a lesson. Though you did take notice of the door wings that hung off his backstruts. But thats a problem for another day.

You continued your calm walk towards the shield that was up. You haven't seen one of these in a long time. You kicked aside the frame of a fallen seeker clone. Pathetic that they decided that was the best way to get an aerial force. Well, they could make them do whatever they wanted so they had that. 

You back stepped as the small blue grounder decided to take a swing at you. You raised a brow under your mask at her as she quickly straightened from her miss and raised an arm blaster at you. 

"Who are you?" She growled optics narrowing 

You didn't respond instead beginning to approach her intent on continuing your journey to the shield.

"Answer me!!" She shouted blaster buzzing to life

You were arms length away now your visor remained on her 

"Now decepticon! whats your designation!?" She shouted 

Thats when you snapped into action grabbing her extended arm and twisting it in your servo. She fired, but missed and swung her bladed arm at you. You tilted your helm away from the swing. You servo snapped out to grab that arm, you forced it to join the other as you yanked it above her helm. You lifted the small femme off her pedes until she was optic level with your visor.  

She kicked at you, without much success. You grabbed her face in your grip keeping her looking directly at you. You longed to claw over her features, but you don't have the time. So you pulled her face closer a growl rumbling in your chest.

"Don't you ever dare compare me to any faction in your pathetic little grounder war." You spat 

Before she could reply you twisted around to throw her at the large red mech running at you. They crashed together with a harsh clang the mech hitting the ground causing a large cloud of dust to rise. You straightened yourself from the position you had thrown the femme from and glared into the cloud wings twitching up high.

With that problem handled you strode the rest of the way to the shield. You glanced at the group of clones at the station of tech trying to open the shield. You hid a snort and drew a servo up in a straight line perpendicular from the ground. The shield split in half as it dematerizaled.   

You slid down on your pedes to the center of the crater and walked towards the small orb in the center. You gently took the small metal orb in your digits and marveled a little at the ancient seeker tech. Tech that was finally in the rightful servos of a seeker. A pure bred seeker.  

With your mission complete you transformed and took off for the skies calling the others off as well.