\u201cDo what?!\u201d asked Trema to Llyra over the viewscreen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAccommodate the Metarex\u2019s power needs,\u201d replied Llyra.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOur planet can\u2019t do that!\u201d protested Trema. \u201cWe no longer HAVE Borzonite!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhich is why I did a little investigation, unbeknownst to my father,\u201d answered Llyra.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026Isn\u2019t that illegal?\u201d quizzed Trema.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd a small stain on my house\u2019s honor,\u201d agreed Llyra, \u201cbut Father has become increasingly totalitarian. A greater stain, I\u2019m sure you would agree.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMaybe,\u201d remarked Trema, \u201cbut a small stain cannot wash away a large one.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThen, what would you suggest?!\u201d argued Llyra. Trema tried to come up with a good strategy but could find nothing. \u201cI thought so,\u201d remarked Llyra. \u201cAmy, Sira, and Natalie have discovered where the Metarex are staying and I\u2019ve found what Spasma is writing.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat do you intend to do?\u201d asked Trema.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cA little\u2026altercation will happen between Spasma\u2019s party and the Metarex tomorrow,\u201d replied Llyra.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026Oh no,\u201d muttered Trema. \u201cRings, help us!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThere she is!\u201d called Amy as Spasma entered the GEPHMR during midday. She, Llyra, Sira, and Natalie were on a high level walkway, looking down on the floor they were in when Galen was released.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHow did you know she would come here at this exact time?\u201d asked Natalie.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhen you\u2019ve spent all your life around Daddy\u2019s associates,\u201d muttered Llyra, \u201cyou tend to know them as well as him. Spasma\u2019s a creature of habit. After a hard morning\u2019s work, she deserves her glass of Drasma.\u201d Spasma headed over to the Chef and ordered her glass. She looked around to see the Metarex standing at rapt attention.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2018Why are the Metarex here?\u2019 she asks herself,\u201d chuckled Natalie, guessing what\u2019s going on in Spasma\u2019s head. \u201c\u2018They don\u2019t drink, they don\u2019t eat, they don\u2019t gamble, all they do is take up space.\u2019\u201d As the Chef poured her drink, Spasma asked him something that couldn\u2019t be heard over the din, but it was easily guessed by Sira.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe asks the Chef if he had seen a pad she was working on in her office this morning,\u201d she mused.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe Chef tells the truth,\u201d observed Amy. \u201cHe hasn\u2019t seen it.\u201d Spasma slammed her hand on the counter and her face contorted into a snarl.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe believes him,\u201d chuckled Llyra, \u201cbut still hates that answer. The pad contained a draft of the secret memorandum she was working on concerning the lack of Borzonite. In it, she believes that, without the crystals, the Metarex will go berserk, killing everyone in their path.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe recommends that,\u201d guessed Natalie, \u201cif an adequate power source cannot be located, they should disguise the Yorkonium supply as Borzonite. The Metarex are fooled and they take a source that would attack their internal cellular structures, breaking them down in a messy way. It would still be quick and would eliminate a threat to Nebulos. Amy, how did you get her pad anyway?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYour wife taught me to be good with my hands,\u201d giggled Amy. She then spotted three people enter the restaurant. \u201cIt\u2019s Yellow Zelkova!\u201d she reported.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cFlanked by Black Narcissus and Red Pine,\u201d observed Llyra. \u201cEven better. They\u2019ve spotted her.\u201d Yellow Zelkova held up a pad and Spasma made a swipe for it. Yellow Zelkova kept it out of reach.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe missing pad,\u201d giggled Sira. More Nebulans came to assist Spasma as she got up in Yellow Zelkova\u2019s face and pointed accusingly at him. \u201cShe accuses them of stealing it,\u201d remarked Sira.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThey say they found it outside their quarters,\u201d answered Llyra. \u201cRight where Amy left it. Good work, Ms. Rose.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThank you,\u201d bid Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHow did you know this would work?\u201d quizzed Natalie.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAn alcoholic Nebulan with a temper problem and Nebulans hating the Metarex as much as Cybertronians hate the Quintessons?\u201d asked Llyra. \u201cWhat other outcome was there?\u201d The Chef tried to intervene, but to no avail.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGET OUT OF MY WAY!\u201d bellowed Spasma as she tossed the Chef over the counter and punched Yellow Zelkova. That did it! Nebulans and Metarex were brawling in the restaurant! Utensils were used to damage one another, the Metarex used the tables against the Nebulans, the Nebulans used chairs as clubs against the Metarex, it was a GORGEOUS row, as Professor Tolkien would put it. As soon as they could, people entered the restaurant to investigate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDaddy!\u201d yelped Llyra.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWith Megatron and Dark Oak!\u201d gulped Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou better hide!\u201d urged Llyra. Amy, Natalie, and Sira shrouded themselves as Llyra came down in a way that made it look like she just entered the restaurant as Megatron fired at the ceiling. That got their attention as Dark Oak and Zarak questioned their respective people.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI had to confront them!\u201d lied Spasma. \u201cThey attacked\u2026!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI don\u2019t care what they did!\u201d snarled Zarak. \u201cYou should never have let this situation get out of hand! Get out!\u201d Spasma glared, then shoved her way past a few Metarex to get to the exit. After the questioning was completed, Megatron, Llyra, and Dark Oak joined Zarak.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhy would Spasma,\u201d asked Dark Oak, \u201cbe so stupid as to write such an inflammatory document and leave it lying around for anyone to find?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYour men stole it from her!\u201d growled Zarak.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWe are NOT thieves!\u201d insisted Dark Oak.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd Spasma is no liar!\u201d argued Llyra.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cKeep your voices down, all of you!\u201d ordered Megatron. He then put his arms around them all. \u201cOur men need to see that we\u2019re still allies. Smile and wave.\u201d Everyone did so, but begrudgingly. At that moment, someone came in, a Nebulan male named Vorath.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat are you doing here?\u201d called Llyra.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cPresenting findings,\u201d answered Vorath. \u201cLord Zarak, I have news about Galen.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGo ahead,\u201d replied Zarak.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHe has displayed symptoms of the Disease,\u201d reported Vorath. Llyra and Zarak\u2019s eyes went wide.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe Disease?\u201d asked Zarak.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMy future husband?!\u201d wailed Llyra.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026If I recall, he is the last one needed to give all available data on the Disease,\u201d mused Zarak, \u201cand can only be cured with the binary-bonding process.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cExactly,\u201d answered Vorath. Zarak considered his next move, then called Spasma.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cCome back here, please,\u201d he directed. \u201cI may have a way for you to make it up to me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTHE DISEASE?!\u201d wailed Trema when Llyra delivered the news to her personally. Stylor, Galen, Sira, Amy, and Natalie were there with him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s the Disease?\u201d asked Natalie.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat\u2019s a rather personal question!\u201d snapped Galen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt must be answered,\u201d urged Trema. \u201cThey ARE my sisters.\u201d She turned to them. \u201cIt\u2019s an illness, genetically passed on. It\u2019s a recessive gene, but it appears he won that booby prize. His body is, very slowly, cannibalizing itself as a non-Mobian cat would when it\u2019s old. It attacks the younger Nebulans and it has driven many to\u2026take a mate without protocol. The baby would be born out of wedlock.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI will NOT allow myself to stoop that low!\u201d hissed Galen. \u201cI will not allow myself to surrender to my baser instincts! But\u2026there\u2019s a problem.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThere\u2019s no cure?\u201d asked Sira.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThere IS,\u201d answered Galen, \u201cbut I would have to undergo the binary-bonding process. With that done, the scientists will gain intimate knowledge on how to cure it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThen do it!\u201d urged Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOut of the question,\u201d dismissed Galen. \u201cThe only one available would be Recoil, a Decepticon.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026And being a Decepticon\u2019s Headmaster would put you under Zarak\u2019s control,\u201d guessed Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026Yes,\u201d replied Galen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWe can at least try to block that control,\u201d assured Trema. \u201cWe can start with a\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNO!\u201d roared Galen. Everyone silenced themselves. \u201cI do NOT require treatment or the binary-bonding process! I can deal with the Disease myself!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHow, pray tell,\u201d argued Stylor, \u201cdo you intend to do that?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThere are certain meditative techniques,\u201d insisted Galen, \u201cthat can strengthen my immune system. I will be fine if simply left alone! Please, let me isolate myself in my room, order a medical quarantine if you wish, but I demand that my family and friends allow me to resolve this affair privately!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026Very well,\u201d sighed Trema. Galen was released to his room and the Witches, Stylor, and Llyra sighed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat are we going to do?\u201d asked Llyra. \u201cHis only chance of survival is the binary-bonding process and doing so would make him a slave to my father.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWe\u2019ll come up with a way to save him,\u201d assured Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI hope so,\u201d sighed Trema. \u201cBecause, at the moment, I feel helpless.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAs do I, my love,\u201d replied Stylor as he embraced Trema. There\u2019s a problem growing on Nebulos and successfully getting rid of it hinged on Galen.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
\u201cDo what?!\u201d asked Trema to Llyra over the viewscreen. \u201cAccommodate the Metarex\u2019s power needs,\u201d replied Llyra. \u201cOur planet can\u2019t do that!\u201d protested Trema. \u201cWe no longer HAVE Borzonite!\u201d \u201cWhich is why I did a little investigation, unbeknownst to my father,\u201d answered Llyra. \u201c\u2026Isn\u2019t that illegal?\u201d quizzed Trema. \u201cAnd a small stain on my house\u2019s honor,\u201d […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":1152,"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":[98,233],"tags":[146,337],"class_list":["post-1573","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-transformers-mobian-chronicles","category-transformers-mobian-chronicles-arc-9-amys-alien-adventures","tag-sonic","tag-transformers"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1573","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=1573"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1573\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1574,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1573\/revisions\/1574"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1152"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1573"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1573"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1573"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}