Transformers Prime: Predacon Evolution

A couple of days after Dreadwing’s arrival, Skyblade walked into the lab, curious on how Seabreeze’s development was going. It had been quite a while since the femme Predacon’s development started, and Skyblade somehow felt excited to see her, the blue and silver Predacon glancing up to see that Seabreeze had grown in size a bit since the last time he saw her, and she looked much more techno-organic than ever, Soundwave meanwhile at the desk checking her vitals.

“How is she?” Skyblade asked as he stood beside Soundwave, the silent mech turning his helm toward him.

She’s doing fine, and is ready to be released from her capsule. Soundwave replied.

Skyblade glanced at where Seabreeze was still in the capsule, and then back at Soundwave, his own spark thrumming a bit, but he pushed down his excitement and controlled himself from letting a smile curl on his dermas, and nodded, signaling Soundwave to drain the capsule of the preservative liquid and let the femme Predacon out, since she was finally ready.

Soundwave got the message and turned back to the monitor, typing on the keyboard a bit before pressing a digit on one more button. Skyblade glanced at the capsule, watching as the top hissed and steam burst out through the seams, the preservative liquid draining for a moment, and the glass door slid open, letting the new Predacon out.

Seabreeze let out a low groggy sound from her intake as she stepped out, somehow already knowing how to walk on her own four metallic paws, Skyblade noting that she was at least slightly shorter than him by a few inches, which was pretty typical for femmes and female animals, Mobians, and humans to be shorter than the mechs and males, the grey and sea-green femme Predacon opening her optics, which were a dark blue color with white pupils, the blue and silver Predacon mech unable to help but already be transfixed by the sight of her.

Skyblade approached Seabreeze, keeping his stance professional and confident. “Hello, Seabreeze.” he greeted her.

Seabreeze glanced at Skyblade, eyeing him from helm to talon. “Who are you?” she questioned, her voice smooth as silk with the slight hint of an accent.

“I am Skyblade, the Commanding Officer of the Decepticons. Soundwave here and I have ensured your creation and good health.” Skyblade answered, gesturing a metallic paw at Soundwave upon saying the silent mech's name, part of him curious how Seabreeze even knew how to speak, but figured that Soundwave made a modification to give her enough intelligence to do so.

“So, you’re the leader?” Seabreeze asked.

“No. That would be Megatron.” Skyblade replied, and would walk up to the door of the lab, halting and glancing back at Seabreeze. “He is expecting you, though.” he stated.

Seabreeze glanced at Soundwave, the femme Predacon seemingly hesitant, before she glanced back at Skyblade and followed him, the blue and silver Predacon briefing her at what the Decepticons are and which ranks does which duties on a daily, being sure to leave out what Megatron looks like, wanting his leader’s appearance to be a surprise, the blue and silver Predacon even going as far as warning her about Starscream and his unpredictable personality.

The two Predacons soon entered the command deck, Skyblade walking ahead a bit, both Airachnid and Megatron turning to them, the blue and silver Predacon dipping his head to them before standing beside Megatron while Airachnid was at the other side of the silver and purple mech, Seabreeze halting as soon as Megatron glanced at her, the grey and sea-green femme Predacon then dipping her head the same way Skyblade did.

“The new Predacon already has some good manners.” Airachnid commented in an amused tone, Skyblade narrowing his optics at her.

“Arise, Seabreeze.” Megatron said, ignoring what Airachnid said, Seabreeze obeying and standing straight, though she was still a little timid, the sight reminding Skyblade of how he too was like that after first meeting Megatron, though it was more so in a way to interest his leader. “I trust that Skyblade and Soundwave have treated you well?” the silver and purple mech asked.