I wanted to write a fun little story inspired by my brand new Prime Vehicon, so please enjoy and comment. If you guys want more, I'll do my best to provide! (Note: Knightfall will take second priority to this, as I have more ideas/plans here) Aboard the Decepticon warship Nemesis, there are always 700 Vehicon troopers at any given time; 250 car soldiers, 250 jet soldiers and 200 miners. This number never changes because when a Vehicon is killed in battle or is otherwise taken out of commission, a new Vehicon is made to fill its place. Throughout the years on Earth, there have been over 5000 different Vehicons on the Nemesis. New Vehicons are made using an ingenious cloning device that, provided there are enough resources, can infinitely clone a single Transformer. The original Vehicon, a bounty hunter, has since heavily modified his body, making it nearly impossible to deduce that he was the subject for the cloning. When a Vehicon is created they are given a serial number and a job to carry out while within the warship. Miners are the only Vehicons that don't have jobs on the ship, because they are responsible for finding and collecting Energon to make more Vehicons. Car Vehicons are usually given jobs involving mechanics or engineering, whilst Jet Vehicons are always delegated to pilot or navigation roles. Only in extremely rare circumstances will these roles ever be given to the opposite type of Vehicon. Rare circumstances, such as this one. It was a beautiful sunset, spraying pink, red and orange all over the cloudless sky. The Nemesis silently glided through the air, its cloaking ability enabled. A group of Vehicons had just returned from a fight with the Autobots, and looked suitably worn. One was even missing his arm. The group all lined up at the front of the ship's bridge and watched in fear as the doors slid open, and Megatron walked in. The Decepticon leader was massive in comparison to his soldiers, and he towered over them when he stopped in front of the Vehicons. "Five. Five out of a team of fifteen have returned." Megatron remarked as he looked at each of the troops in turn. They all flinched and looked away when Megatron's gaze fell on them. "I am surprised. Lately we have been lucky to have even one soldier come back to us." Megatron stopped at the Vehicon in the middle. "How did you manage it?" "There were only three Autobots there, Lord Megatron, and we were able to force a retreat." The Vehicon said proudly. "I sense pride in your voice. Do you wish for me to feel that too?" Megatron asked casually. "Only if you wish to, my lord." The Vehicon replied. "Well, if that is the case." Megatron looked up at the ceiling and scratched his chin. Suddenly, he lashed out. His hand gripped the Vehicon by the head. "Then I feel no emotion towards the five of you, except anger!" Megatron threw the Vehicon away, ripping his head clean from his shoulders in the process. The others shrunk back. "Three Autobots and you couldn't take down at least one of them! That is far from something you should be proud of!" Megatron glared at the remaining Vehicons, then turned and walked away. "You're all lucky I spared you, it is a fate the Autobots wouldn't be so kind as to grant to you." Megatron muttered as he left the bridge. - Ten Minutes Later - At another section of the warship, near the centre, two Vehicon miners discussed the events that they had just witnessed on their way to the Clone Room. "I'm glad I'm not a soldier, if that's what greets me when I come back safely." "Hey, at least he spared the others. That was surprising though, out of character even." "I agree, something's up with the boss. Hopefully it won't interfere with finally winning this war." The miners stopped in front of a large door at the end of a hallway, then entered as it shot open. Inside, a large machine took up most of the space. There were ten discs in a line on the floor in front of the machine, all of which were linked by cords to the device. A massive pipe led out from the machine and down into the floor, where the Energon reserves were kept. One of the miners moved to a control panel, and the other flicked a few switches by the pipe. "So, just one?" The Vehicon at the controls questioned. "Yes, you choose which class." The other confirmed. "Ok.." The Vehicon mumbled as he set up the interface. Within a few seconds, it was ready. The Vehicon hit a button beside the panel, and the machine lit up. Energon poured from the pipe and into the machine. Electricity shot through a set of cords and into one of the discs. Then, everything stopped as quickly as it had started. The targeted disc began to rise, revealing a cylindrical pod beneath it. The front of the pod opened, and a Vehicon stepped out. It was a car-class Vehicon, but the readings on the panel didn't show it. The Vehicon at the control panel looked between the new Vehicon and the panel in confusion. "What's up?" The other Vehicon asked as he approached. "I requested a jet, the same class as the one Megatron killed, but it gave me a car." Both Vehicons looked at the new one as it stepped out and looked at them. "Vehicon #5555, class: jet, function: pilot." The new Vehicon stated. "Get Megatron down here." One of the Vehicons whispered to his partner, who moved for the door. Before the Vehicon reached it, the door opened itself. Behind it, Megatron and his communications officer Soundwave stood tall. The Vehicon fell back in fright, and the two Decepticons walked in. "Soundwave tells me we have a problem with our newest soldier. Care to explain?" Megatron said. "I put in everything to make an exact copy of the Vehicon we need to replace, but this is what came out. We haven't fully activated him yet, but he thinks he is the soldier I programmed into the machine." The Vehicon showed Megatron the panel. "I don't recall such an occurrence ever taking place before. Do you think there's a reason?" The other Vehicon asked cautiously. "The bodies were no doubt mixed up in construction. No matter, destroy it and make another." Megatron said simply. He and Soundwave began to leave. "No." Everyone turned in shock to see the speaker, the new Vehicon. "I'm not a mistake, and I won't let you destroy me!" The Vehicon declared. "Is that so?" Megatron replied as he ejected his sword. "Yes." The Vehicon responded, then transformed his hand into a gun and pointed it at Megatron. "I'm not afraid of you." "Oh, you should be. You will learn to fear me, Vehicon." Megatron said angrily. "You said I will. You intend to keep me alive." The Vehicon observed. "I do. So long as you prove your worth. You are a first among the Vehicons, show me that it wouldn't be wise to make you the last." With that, Megatron left the room, accompanied by Soundwave. The two miners looked at their companion fearfully. "I mean you both no harm." The Vehicon transformed his gun back into a hand. "What are your names?" "5434" "5435" "Do I have a name like that?" "You don't remember?" Vehicon 5435 said disbelievingly. "I remember waking up for the first time, and hearing that large steel one tell you to destroy me." The Vehicon recollected. "Well then, your name is-" "Do you mind if I pick my own?" The Vehicon cut 5435 off. "Uh, if you want?" 5434 said uncertainly. "Thank you! My name... my name will be... Steve!"