Prompt 5 response
Title: Cosmic Rust
By: mmouse15
Warnings: none
Rating: PG
Continuity: TFA
Wordcount: 256 words
Time: 25 minutes
Characters:
Disclaimer: I don't own, I'm just playing with the toys. I could also be totally wrong with this one. Sorry for any mistakes.
Prompt: Prompt #5, Cosmic Rust
"Ah! Cosmic rust!" Rodimus Prime screamed as the creeping red tide washed over him. He was glad when his systems shut down and he knew no more.
When he came to, he was in a medical center on Cybertron. As he shuttered his optics several times, a medic came over to his berth and bent over him.
"Good morning, Prime. How are you feeling today?" The medic was checking the monitors beside the berth as he checked Rodimus over.
"Uh, like I got run over by a transport vehicle. What happened to me?" Rodimus asked.
"You were infected by cosmic rust. First Aid had some of the antidote, but your infection was quite pernicious, and she didn't have enough antidote to stop the infection completely. You had to be evacuated to Cybertron. You've been here for fifteen solar cycles, and you're going to need further surgery to replace some parts that were too damaged to save."
Rodimus absorbed the information. He'd had no idea, when his team was assigned to guard spacebridge 687-030 against the rampages of Team Chaar, that they had the chemist that used cosmic rust as a weapon. He felt fortunate that First Aid had been assigned to his team, since it could have come out much worse. At least he was going to survive.
He hoped that while he was here, he'd be able to see his old mentor, Kup. Now he had a war story to share with the older bot. He looked forward to swapping stories over containers of oil.
By: mmouse15
Warnings: none
Rating: PG
Continuity: TFA
Wordcount: 256 words
Time: 25 minutes
Characters:
Disclaimer: I don't own, I'm just playing with the toys. I could also be totally wrong with this one. Sorry for any mistakes.
Prompt: Prompt #5, Cosmic Rust
"Ah! Cosmic rust!" Rodimus Prime screamed as the creeping red tide washed over him. He was glad when his systems shut down and he knew no more.
When he came to, he was in a medical center on Cybertron. As he shuttered his optics several times, a medic came over to his berth and bent over him.
"Good morning, Prime. How are you feeling today?" The medic was checking the monitors beside the berth as he checked Rodimus over.
"Uh, like I got run over by a transport vehicle. What happened to me?" Rodimus asked.
"You were infected by cosmic rust. First Aid had some of the antidote, but your infection was quite pernicious, and she didn't have enough antidote to stop the infection completely. You had to be evacuated to Cybertron. You've been here for fifteen solar cycles, and you're going to need further surgery to replace some parts that were too damaged to save."
Rodimus absorbed the information. He'd had no idea, when his team was assigned to guard spacebridge 687-030 against the rampages of Team Chaar, that they had the chemist that used cosmic rust as a weapon. He felt fortunate that First Aid had been assigned to his team, since it could have come out much worse. At least he was going to survive.
He hoped that while he was here, he'd be able to see his old mentor, Kup. Now he had a war story to share with the older bot. He looked forward to swapping stories over containers of oil.