Sacrificial p. 1
Rating: Mild
Words: 357
Warnings: Fic will include cults and mentions of torture
Kup followed quietly behind the 'Second Prophet' as he descended into a well hidden, secret cavern on Septhis. This meant his undercover assignment was almost done. He still wondered why /he/ had gotten it.
Kup was no intelligence bot. While he had managed to infiltrate this cult, it was not his specialty and there had been bumpy moments. But one of the reasons given for him to infiltrate was the simple fact that he had been through war. He had seen horrific things and a cult of whole-sparked Unicron worshipers was bound to be unpleasant at its core. If any bot could keep their composure when seeing the things this cult was rumored to do, apparently, it was him.
It didn't hurt that he had been immediately available either, seeing as he was assigned to the guard that escorted Ultra Magnus to this planet in the first place. Understandably, they had all been concerned when Ultra Magnus had emerged from Primus' Temple looking shaken and ill. After they rushed him back to the Steelhaven he had told them that it felt as if something were pushing against Primus here, trying to strangle the power in the temple.
Immediately they had launched an investigation as discretely as possible. Slowly they gathered enough rumors and accounts of 'strange' occurrences to put them on a trail. The trail of an underground cult of true Unicron worshipers. Secrecy and a wall of fear surrounded any good information on them though. Many of the younger intelligence bots with them scoffed at the rumors of sacrifice and torture, assuming it was merely attempts to scare the populace, but the older had disagreed. A few of them knew of a time when Unicron worshipers had been far more prolific and definitely cold sparked. So Kup, the typical modeltype he was, ended up elected to go. Young bots just weren't believable in such an 'old-fashioned' activity.
Shortly after they had left the planet, Kup was repainted, adorned with extra kibble in places, and had his helmet switched. Once his Autobot sigils were covered he was put on a small shuttle and sent back to Septhis.
Words: 357
Warnings: Fic will include cults and mentions of torture
Kup followed quietly behind the 'Second Prophet' as he descended into a well hidden, secret cavern on Septhis. This meant his undercover assignment was almost done. He still wondered why /he/ had gotten it.
Kup was no intelligence bot. While he had managed to infiltrate this cult, it was not his specialty and there had been bumpy moments. But one of the reasons given for him to infiltrate was the simple fact that he had been through war. He had seen horrific things and a cult of whole-sparked Unicron worshipers was bound to be unpleasant at its core. If any bot could keep their composure when seeing the things this cult was rumored to do, apparently, it was him.
It didn't hurt that he had been immediately available either, seeing as he was assigned to the guard that escorted Ultra Magnus to this planet in the first place. Understandably, they had all been concerned when Ultra Magnus had emerged from Primus' Temple looking shaken and ill. After they rushed him back to the Steelhaven he had told them that it felt as if something were pushing against Primus here, trying to strangle the power in the temple.
Immediately they had launched an investigation as discretely as possible. Slowly they gathered enough rumors and accounts of 'strange' occurrences to put them on a trail. The trail of an underground cult of true Unicron worshipers. Secrecy and a wall of fear surrounded any good information on them though. Many of the younger intelligence bots with them scoffed at the rumors of sacrifice and torture, assuming it was merely attempts to scare the populace, but the older had disagreed. A few of them knew of a time when Unicron worshipers had been far more prolific and definitely cold sparked. So Kup, the typical modeltype he was, ended up elected to go. Young bots just weren't believable in such an 'old-fashioned' activity.
Shortly after they had left the planet, Kup was repainted, adorned with extra kibble in places, and had his helmet switched. Once his Autobot sigils were covered he was put on a small shuttle and sent back to Septhis.