03-04-2018, 04:29 PM
Bringing around Rafael to his way of thinking was not going to be by any of the definition of the word, easy. Of course few things in life actually were easy that were worth doing. This had probably been said by some sort of human philospher, but Unicron didn't care to remember the name of the person. After all, it would be like remembering the names of every flea on your body which is what Unicron considered the others in the Omniverse. Fleas that had been mutated to possess power beyond what he was currently capable of. Swinging the Vorpal Saber Unicron cursed and wished he had his eye lasers. Sure he had used that only in the mind of Megatron, but given the diminutive size of Rafael who had yet to achieve puberty fully, the eye lasers were a weapon he had to re-add to his arsenal.
Noticing Rafael wake up, Unicron let control fade from his grasp, putting the boy back in charge.
What were you doing, Unicron? My body feels sore.
Training.
You can't expect....
The Autobots are not here to save you, Rafael. I'm all you've got, and I know we need to improve. Just leave the fighting to me.
Alright, I'll leave the fights to you, Unicron. Can you teach me?
If you agree to follow my lessons, yes.
Consider it a deal.
Noticing Rafael wake up, Unicron let control fade from his grasp, putting the boy back in charge.
What were you doing, Unicron? My body feels sore.
Training.
You can't expect....
The Autobots are not here to save you, Rafael. I'm all you've got, and I know we need to improve. Just leave the fighting to me.
Alright, I'll leave the fights to you, Unicron. Can you teach me?
If you agree to follow my lessons, yes.
Consider it a deal.