Journey\u2019s log. Mobius date: March 22, 4017. Stardate: 1622159.78. I\u2019ve recovered from Blackarachnia\u2019s dose of Cyber-venom, nasty stuff, and have proceeded to leave the continent of Chun-nan. I decided to head to the continent of Spagonia. As I headed towards my destination, I noticed that the place was desert-like, with very few trees, much like the savanna of\u2026of\u2026oh, Primus below! I\u2019m in Mazuri! Africa! I\u2019ve missed my mark again! Still, it\u2019s a magic hotspot, so, let\u2019s check it out. I arrived at a village with the center marked by a tree taller than my robot mode. I could easily climb it. I approached the entrance arch when a Mobian Black Rhino charged at me. I transformed and landed behind him. \u201cFILTHY MACHINE!\u201d roared the rhino.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTo think I thought herbivores were peaceful!\u201d I gulped as the rhino charged. I dodged again, but the rhino turned on a dime and managed to gouge my foot. I started hopping around in pain. The rhino readied for another charge when an old human got in his way.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTHAT\u2019S ENOUGH!\u201d bellowed the man. \u201cLet him in, Abeeku.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cElder Gwek, you can\u2019t be serious!\u201d snarled the rhino. \u201cThat\u2019s a machine!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cA machine that thinks for itself and understands life!\u201d argued Elder Gwek. \u201cI\u2019ve been expecting him as he needs my assistance. Now, stop antagonizing our guest! You cannot blame all machines for the death of your father!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou cannot change my heart so easily, human!\u201d roared Abeeku. From what I observed, addressing someone by their species instead of their name is a grave insult on Mobius. He stormed off and left us while I patched my foot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI do apologize for Abeeku,\u201d sighed Gwek. \u201cHis father was killed by Eggman\u2019s machines.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cEesh, sorry to hear that,\u201d I winced. \u201cAnyways, you said you were expecting me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTakeshi told me you were on a journey to restore your magic,\u201d replied Gwek.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou spoke with someone from an island chain from Chun-nan?\u201d I quizzed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThrough a more\u2026magical way,\u201d answered Gwek.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSo, you can help me?\u201d I inquired.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI can try,\u201d remarked Gwek. \u201cWhat\u2019s the problem?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019m having trouble syncing up with the artefacts that are the source of my magic,\u201d I explained.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLet me see them,\u201d said Gwek. I laid down my weapons and the Matrix near him. He walked around and inspected them. \u201cHm, interesting,\u201d mused Gwek. \u201cI can feel other people in them.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe Matrix holds the wisdom of the Primes before me,\u201d I explained. \u201cMy weapons were forged in a terrible ritual involving living Cybertronians.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOh dear,\u201d sighed Gwek. He then started chanting something. Must be a spiritual magic user. After his ritual, he turned to me. \u201cI\u2019m sorry, my friend,\u201d he said. \u201cI cannot seem to communicate with the spirits inside these artefacts. Were I younger, we might have had something. Why, in my younger years I would have issued one chant to single-handedly take down an entire army and race across the desert in 2 minutes!\u201d That\u2026seemed like\u2026embellishment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cEr\u2026is there anyone else to talk to?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019m afraid not,\u201d replied Gwek. \u201cAt least, none that are properly trained. My time as the Elder and Supreme Spiritualist is coming to an end. No one has yet been trained in the latter title and my right-hand man, Kwami, needs more training to take my place as Village Elder.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOh well, thank you anyways,\u201d I sighed. I turned to leave, but someone threw a net on me! The assailant was on me as I struggled to get out of the net. I then felt pinpricks on my chassis. The assailant was trying to probe me for a chink in my armor! I then swung an elbow and the attacker shouted \u201cOW!\u201d It got off me and I managed to break the web. I had to get some of the beastly stuff out of my eyes. When my vision was restored, Blackarachnia was removing damaged dental-plates and making new ones. Yeah, we Cybertronians are like sharks in that regard. We can make new \u201cteeth\u201d to use human expressions. We just do it in a matter of seconds after we remove our old ones.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou\u2019ll pay for that!\u201d snapped Blackarachnia as she threw her old dental plates to the ground. \u201cI mean it! Dental Plate care\u2019s expensive!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI thought your holo-form was a Black Widow!\u201d I snapped. \u201cOgre Faced Spiders do the net thing!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOh, well, see, I take the abilities from ALL spiders!\u201d answered Blackarachnia. She then pounced on me and was about to expose my neck to her fangs, but I delivered a blow to her optics. \u201cYou WOULD strike a lady!\u201d she cried.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou\u2019ve attacked me,\u201d I argued. \u201cGender is right out the window!\u201d I then grabbed her arm. \u201cTime to take this fight outside the village!\u201d I flung her out of the village and we dueled in the desert. I got into my usual ready stance, resulting in her laughing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019m the only one with claws here!\u201d she joked. She got into a stance and flexed her claws.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOh boy,\u201d I gulped as I remembered my weaker state. Blackarachnia then charged as I adopted a new stance. Her claws flashed as they raked my face. She raised her arm for another attempt, but I drove my forehead into hers, rendering her dizzy. As I charged, she regained her vision and threw a web at my eyes like Spider-Man. \u201cCOME ON! AGAIN?! THAT\u2019S CHEATING!\u201d I protested.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI don\u2019t see any wrestling ropes,\u201d observed Blackarachnia. I got the beastly stuff off my eyes again. \u201cI hope, now, you\u2019ll believe me when I say I only want to talk.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAfter attacking me?!\u201d I snapped. \u201cThere\u2019s nothing to talk about!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI respectfully disagree,\u201d argued Blackarachnia. \u201cYou see, the issue here is patriotism.\u201d I was confused. \u201cYou know the old films. Head on back to Cybertron and put an end to the Decepti-Huns. All you need are a few good Bots.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat? That nonsense is at least two thousand Earth years behind us!\u201d I countered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBut, you can\u2019t deny that you Autobots are as warlike as us,\u201d hissed Blackarachnia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI DO deny it!\u201d I proclaimed. \u201cWe may have held such ideals during the Great War\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAt which time, you slaughtered millions of us,\u201d interrupted Blackarachnia. \u201cAnd reconstruction put us in hovels! Since then, there are no indications of improvement for the losers or the so-called \u2018mercy\u2019 you Autobots claim is a common value!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBut, even so,\u201d I argued, \u201ceven during that dark time, we\u2019ve begun to make rapid progress!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOh yeah?\u201d remarked Blackarachnia as she took out a knife. \u201cYou want to review your \u2018rapid progress\u2019? Let\u2019s look at a scene a thousand years ago!\u201d She pressed a button on the handle and a horrible scene played in front of me. It was a scene of the poorer sections of Cybertron, populated by robots who showed the telltale signs of destitution on their chassis\u2019. They were called the Empties by society. Fuel was hard to come by in those areas and spare parts even harder. \u201cLook at them,\u201d directed Blackarachnia, \u201clook for some telltale signs of war.\u201d It was then that I saw the Decepticon symbol on some of the poor wrecks. They looked like they had chemical alterations done to them. \u201cRapid progress,\u201d scoffed Blackarachnia, \u201cto the point where you bots tried to control us with drugs.\u201d The scene vanished, and we were back in Mazuri. \u201cAnd then,\u201d continued Blackarachnia, \u201con finally getting us on our feet, you personally ran off after a law-breaker and got the charges cleared in a night while it takes us days to clear charges! And then, you exposed us to this rock\u2019s natives! Now, here you are, repeating the same old story, doing the wrong thing when things don\u2019t go your way!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo, that is not true!\u201d I insisted. \u201cThe same old story is what I\u2019m seeing right now! A being who confronts others, not to learn, but to judge, to prosecute, to perpetuate the problem!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou clearly have no idea what\u2019s at stake here,\u201d hissed Blackarachnia. \u201cSuppose it turns out I know you too well?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI have no fear about what the facts reveal about me,\u201d I proclaimed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe facts about you?\u201d cheered Blackarachnia. \u201cYou\u2019re a fountain of good ideas! There are preparations to make. But, when we meet in Spagonia, it will be exactly as you suggest.\u201d She turned around. \u201cBlackarachnia, TRANSFORM!\u201d Her front swung upwards as her arms went underneath to make a car front with a spider fang motif. Her legs folded and tucked into her rear to make the trunk of the car and legs came out, pointing themselves forward and back. Her holo-form came up as a Mobian Black Widow. Mobian Spiders have a humanoid body structure with four extra spider legs and the telltale large butts. Her holo-form then entered her vehicle mode by way of a hatch opening like my cockpit as Optimus. \u201cTa-ta!\u201d bid Blackarachnia as she sped off. As she vanished in the distance, my hand twitched and sparked. I transformed, having been in robot mode for too long.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAll right,\u201d I declared, \u201cSpagonia, it is. Just need to get my nav-computers straightened out.\u201d I then sped off to find one of the northern Mazuri cities.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The Holo-Droid had terminated a call from the command center. Teletraan 1\u2019s avatar appeared on the screen. \u201cI\u2019m not too sure that\u2019s a good idea, sir,\u201d he stammered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI know it\u2019s a bit extreme, but\u2026\u201d assured the Holo-Droid. It was interrupted by an angry Jazz.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHEY! FAKIMUS PRIME!\u201d he shouted. The \u201cBlack\u201d accent was dropped. He sounded more like Worf.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHey, Jazz!\u201d called the Holo-Droid. \u201cYou know, calling me a fake Prime is kind of rude and\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYeah, it\u2019s rude, as is my interruption,\u201d conceded Jazz, still sounding like Worf. \u201cDo you know what\u2019s ruder? Shoving your hand into someone\u2019s chassis and threatening to offline them!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cEr, I\u2019m not sure\u2026\u201d stammered the Holo-Droid.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou\u2019ve adopted my best friend\u2019s tell whenever he lies,\u201d interjected Jazz. \u201cYour dental plates get exposed and you look all over the place! You said that Bumblebee\u2019s crystal mail was destabilizing his Spark and you were giving the same tell that time!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd, let me guess,\u201d sighed the Holo-Droid, dropping the act, \u201cyou got the real story from Bumblebee, whozzzz manner of zzzzpech zzzzoundzzzz like thizzzz when he liezzzz.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHave you got a screw loose?!\u201d wailed Jazz. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong with you?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know why you\u2019re so upset,\u201d remarked the Holo-Droid. \u201cYou get irritated whenever Bumblebee makes a short rant.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe rants ARE annoying,\u201d replied Jazz, \u201cbut that\u2019s no cause to hurt people!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd I don\u2019t WANT to hurt him,\u201d assured the Holo-Droid, \u201che just needed to get the message that he was getting on everyone\u2019s nerves.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou could have KILLED him with that stunt!\u201d shouted Teletraan 1. The Holo-Droid\u2019s face went sour. It turned to the large screen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAs you can see from the cameras in the med-bay, he\u2019s still alive and is making a full recovery,\u201d it dismissed. \u201cWhat, pray tell, is your point?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou\u2019re malfunctioning!\u201d snapped Teletraan 1. \u201cYou\u2019ve been online for too long and the acids in your batteries are leaking into your CPU!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGuys, there\u2019s nothing wrong with me,\u201d argued the Holo-Droid.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOh yes, there is!\u201d hissed Teletraan 1.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI have asked all Autobots and they agreed to have the Crisis Act invoked!\u201d continued Jazz. \u201cYou\u2019re relieved of command as Ratchet, Tails, and Teletraan give you the once-over to figure out what\u2019s wrong with you!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd if I refuse to go along with this, what are YOU going to do?\u201d asked the Holo-Droid.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cEmergency Shut-down Procedure 2: Armed and Engaged!\u201d announced Teletraan 1. There was a silence for a few seconds. \u201cThat\u2026should have\u2026shut it down\u2026\u201d stammered Teletraan 1.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHad it deleted a while ago,\u201d explained the Holo-Droid. The sound of a Photon Rifle being primed filled the room and the Holo-Droid stared down the barrel of said weapon in Jazz\u2019s hands. \u201cJazz, don\u2019t embarrass yourself,\u201d sighed the Holo-Droid. Jazz fired his weapon one handed. Given that it had no recoil, it was easy to do. He fired again and again and again, to no avail. The shots were simply absorbed. Jazz\u2019s weapon then beeped that it was out of juice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAll right, then,\u201d declared Jazz as he holstered the weapon and took out his cyber key. The Holo-Droid then slammed its hand into Jazz\u2019s body and threw him back. As Jazz sprawled, the Holo-Droid dusted its hands off.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cJazz, don\u2019t get in my way again,\u201d it muttered. \u201cIt would be a shame if I had to disrupt your vocal processors. How would you sing again?\u201d The Holo-Droid commed Ratchet again. \u201cRatchet, we had a weapons misfire from Jazz\u2019s Photon Rifle! Jazz was hit! He needs help!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOn my way, sadist!\u201d hissed Ratchet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026Just get Jazz patched up,\u201d sighed the Holo-Droid. It then retreated to Optimus\u2019 office.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Amy was patrolling a dark forest. Cream had told her that there was something living there that scared her and was the size of the Autobots. Amy took up her Scarlet Specter persona and started looking. The forest choked out any light. \u201cLux fiat,\u201d said Amy as she made a small orb of light. She soon saw the reason why light wasn\u2019t coming into the forest. Large webs of spider silk choked out the treetops. \u201cA spider colony, great,\u201d muttered Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cCome into my parlor,\u201d purred a voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd I just wandered into a spider trap!\u201d cried Amy. She then noticed something in the web. \u201cWait, since when did spiders dye their webs blue?\u201d She was then bitten, and something was pumped into her. She passed out in a few seconds. When she regained her vision, she tried to move, only to realize she was cocooned in spider silk and gagged.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDon\u2019t bother,\u201d assured the purring voice. A Mobian Black Widow stepped out of the shadows. \u201cThere\u2019s no escape, pinky,\u201d she purred. \u201cI need you. You see this?\u201d She gestured to a machine. \u201cImpressive, no?\u201d Amy looked at the machine, then shrugged in her cocoon. \u201cAnd, why, pray tell, are you shrugging?\u201d asked the spider. Amy spoke, still gagged. The spider rolled her eyes, then removed the gag.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019ve seen that machine before,\u201d explained Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou have not!\u201d protested the spider.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOh, yes, I have!\u201d answered Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou\u2019ve seen a mincer of this caliber before?\u201d quizzed the spider. \u201cYou know? The things we use to chop up our prey?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOne, if you WERE a Mobian Spider,\u201d countered Amy, \u201cyou would know that cannibalism, especially sexual cannibalism, was long abandoned by species that may have practiced it before their evolution! Two, I\u2019ve seen that machine used to turn a large amount of blue crystal into pink liquid in a cube container! Three, I see the Decepticon symbol on your choker! You\u2019re not native to this planet! Are you the stowaway from the\u00a0Ark<\/em>?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThe Ark<\/em>?\u201d scoffed the spider. \u201cHe seriously named it that?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWell, are you?!\u201d insisted Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBlackarachnia, stop making the poor girl panic!\u201d boomed an alto voice. Trema, in her Mobian disguise, then came into view. \u201cAmy\u2019s on our side,\u201d she assured.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHer?!\u201d protested Blackarachnia. \u201cShe\u2019s barely up to my ankle! What can she do?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou\u2019d be surprised at what she can do,\u201d remarked Trema. \u201cNow, will you let her go?\u201d Blackarachnia rolled her eyes and sprayed a green gas. The web surrounding Amy turned into powder and she landed on her feet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cIf you can prove your strength, I\u2019ll consider you an ally,\u201d sighed Blackarachnia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhat kind of proof\u2026?\u201d Amy stopped when a noise came from the cave entrance. \u201cGuys\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI hear it too,\u201d replied Trema.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSpiders?\u201d asked Blackarachnia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo, their speech is softer,\u201d answered Amy. \u201cThat\u2019s the Scorpion language.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cPlease tell me you understand them,\u201d gulped Trema.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cMobians can speak up to five languages, aside from English,\u201d explained Amy. \u201cScorpion is one of the ones I speak. That\u2019s one of the Imperia Scorpion dialects, belonging to the Arizona Hairy Scorpion.\u201d Three aforementioned Scorpions then came in. Much like the other Mobian animals, Mobian Scorpions have a humanoid body shape with five fingers. Their natural armor is the toughest to break. Their tails are wrapped around their waists when not in combat. A large male surveyed the cave and its occupants. A large female bared her teeth. A smaller male folded his arms and licked his teeth. The large male spoke in his native language. Amy bristled, then spoke in the Scorpion\u2019s language. The other Scorpions chuckled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou swear well, Hedgehog,\u201d remarked the large male. \u201cIt\u2019s a pity you have hair. You would have made a fine warrior.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cShe\u2019s warrior enough!\u201d hissed Trema.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI have no proof of that,\u201d dismissed the Scorpion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cCareful,\u201d warned Amy. \u201cScorpions can use their claws and tails as wrecking balls.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cIf I recall,\u201d mused Blackarachnia, \u201cScorpions have venom in their tails.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou dare call yourselves warriors?\u201d hissed Trema. \u201cYou poison and talk and posture but have no TRUE courage or honor! The title of warrior is misplaced on you, your ancestors, and your children!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cTREMA!\u201d yelped Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBad move?\u201d guessed Blackarachnia. The large female and smaller male snarled. The large male stepped slowly to Trema.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhat did you say?\u201d he asked in a dangerous tone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI said Scorpions of all generations are cowards!\u201d growled Trema.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThat\u2019s what I thought you said,\u201d rumbled the large male. His fingers then turned into the telltale claws that mark the scorpion and smashed into her ribs with them while giving a roar. The large female and smaller male turned their hands into claws and all Scorpions raised their tails. Trema then summoned long, arm mounted swords while Blackarachnia raised herself on her spider legs and Amy summoned her hammer. The two sides charged at each other and battle was joined. Blackarachnia was taking on the large female and Amy took on the small male. Amy\u2019s hammer was slammed into her opponent\u2019s side, pinning him into the wall. The tail flailed wildly to try and sting her, but it didn\u2019t reach her. Blackarachnia stayed above her opponent while she took a few stalactites from the ceiling and threw them at her. The female\u2019s tail was then thrust upwards, but Blackarachnia dodged and caught it under the main stinger.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cLook out!\u201d warned Blackarachnia to Amy. Amy got out of the way as the large female was tossed into the smaller male.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWATCH IT, MOTHER!\u201d he roared.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYOU WATCH IT!\u201d shouted the large female. Trema\u2019s blades kept the stinger and claws of her opponent at bay. Soon, the large male made a mistake. He raised his arms to smash his claws down onto Trema\u2019s head, leaving him open to her blades. A Mobian Scorpion\u2019s natural armor is one of the toughest materials around. No blade on Mobius could pierce it, only bullets and laser blasts. Trema and her swords, an individual blade named the Ban\u2019graza, meaning \u201cHonored Metal\u201d, are NOT from Mobius. Her left Ban\u2019graza deliberately missed vital organs as it pierced the large male\u2019s armor. Battle was halted as the noise of a blade piercing armor rang throughout the cave. Even Trema\u2019s allies were surprised.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cFATHER!\u201d cried the small male. Both Scorpions ran towards the large male.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou\u2026stabbed me!\u201d he winced as he was being picked up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cDon\u2019t be such a baby,\u201d dismissed Trema. \u201cI could have aimed for a vital organ.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo sword on this planet has stabbed a Scorpion!\u201d snarled the large male.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cMy weapons and I aren\u2019t from this planet,\u201d replied Trema, \u201cand neither is the spider.\u201d The Scorpions arched an eyebrow. \u201cEst verum forma,\u201d chanted Trema. She leapt out of the cave and grew into her real form and Blackarachnia\u2019s vehicle mode rolled out as her holo-form disappeared. She then transformed, making her way out of the cave. Trema and Blackarachnia then towered over everyone. \u201cWhat is your name?\u201d asked Trema.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI am Rex, son of Alex!\u201d replied the large male Scorpion as his family patched his wound.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI am Trema Xarthanax of Nebulos, mother of Galan, Witch of the Green Order,\u201d introduced Trema.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWell, Trema Xarthanax of Nebulos, mother of Galan, Witch of the Green Order, know this!\u201d hissed Rex. \u201cYou have forced a Scorpion to molt! You have forced me to shed my armor and be weak! This is an insult a Scorpion will neither forgive nor forget!\u201d He then spoke in the Scorpion language to his family and they took off. The three girls then caught their breath.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThat could have gone better,\u201d sighed Trema.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI always assumed you were a Mobian Rabbit,\u201d replied Blackarachnia. \u201cMy mistake.\u201d She then placed her hand over her spark. \u201cBy the rings, asteroid, and twin moons of Nebulos, I honor and greet you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBy the twin moons of Cybertron, I honor and greet you,\u201d returned Trema.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cIs\u2026that a greeting?\u201d asked Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cFormal Nebulan greeting,\u201d explained Trema. \u201cI\u2019m surprised I didn\u2019t teach you that.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou were busy in helping Sira teach me magic,\u201d replied Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou\u2019re a witch too?!\u201d yelped Blackarachnia. \u201cIs everyone on this planet magically inclined?! On Cybertron, it\u2019s just a few of us!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThe proportions of magically inclined to those that aren\u2019t are the same as that on Cybertron,\u201d answered Trema. \u201cMobius just has more people than you do. In any case, I believe Ms. Rose here has proved herself.\u201d Blackarachnia sighed. She couldn\u2019t come up with a good argument.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAll right, fine,\u201d she conceded. \u201cThere IS more to her than meets the eye. I\u2019m sorry for treating you like spider food.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAccepted,\u201d replied Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNow, if you\u2019ll excuse me, I gotta harass Orion in Spagonia,\u201d answered Blackarachnia as she transformed. She then sped off through a Ground Bridge. As the vortex closed, Amy started thinking on what she said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cIs she supposed to do that?\u201d she asked Trema.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSomeone was supposed to,\u201d replied Trema. \u201cIf she can get Orion to his final stop, then this whole thing will result in a more powerful Prime.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI hope so,\u201d sighed Amy. \u201cBecause, if it doesn\u2019t, Shockwave and Metal Sonic will go through with who knows what.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Journey\u2019s log. Mobius date: March 22, 4017. Stardate: 1622159.78. I\u2019ve recovered from Blackarachnia\u2019s dose of Cyber-venom, nasty stuff, and have proceeded to leave the continent of Chun-nan. I decided to head to the continent of Spagonia. As I headed towards my destination, I noticed that the place was desert-like, with very few trees, much like […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":1058,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_bbp_topic_count":0,"_bbp_reply_count":0,"_bbp_total_topic_count":0,"_bbp_total_reply_count":0,"_bbp_voice_count":0,"_bbp_anonymous_reply_count":0,"_bbp_topic_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_reply_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_forum_subforum_count":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[98,227],"tags":[146,337],"class_list":["post-1259","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-transformers-mobian-chronicles","category-transformers-mobian-chronicles-arc-3-orions-journey","tag-sonic","tag-transformers"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1259","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1259"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1259\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1260,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1259\/revisions\/1260"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1058"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1259"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1259"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1259"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}