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Date Posted: 21:38:48 07/29/01 Sun
Author: Slashclaw
Subject: His optics were dim, yet he could see everyting...

He laid motionless, all his systems were working, yet he still couldn't move. He saw Perceptors rant, yet, he could do nothing to stop him. He wanted to help is idols. But he couldn't. He could do nothing to stop any of this. This was the beginning of the end of it all. This was the start of his cybertron going all to hell.

He tried to move, but this time, his mind felt else where. It was strange. Did the temp in the room just get hotter? He couldn't tell, but it felt like it, then he felt cold, very cold. He felt his vitals going, slipping...now, his spark reached with pain.

He screamed, yet nothing came out of his mouth. He was affraid, he screamed again, but, yet again, nothing. This time, the machin he was hooked up began to beep. His vitals were almost gone. Perceptor ran over to him, and began to give his lifeless body jolts of electrcity. Then, a shot of energon jell. Nothi8ng worked.

Finally, he slipped into a comotose like state. He no longer felt alive. By this time, Perceptor began to pound on his chest. He didn't even feel it. The chip known as Chimpimus handed Perceptro an needle of some sort, and he stuck it straight into his spark containment unit. He felt himself coming back, but it soon failed.

He air suddenly became very cold, and then hot, and then cold, and then hot again. He saw himself floating further and further from where Perceptor was franticaly working to get him alive again. By the time his vitals, or what he could hear, were back to normal, He had already fet he was far, far away...

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