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The sound of humming Cybertronian's filled the air. "Have they been captured yet?" A silver mech barked at his workers. "Y-yes master. The subjects have been captured, and put into the arena."A black femme stuttered. The silver mech smirked,"Perfect."he laughed, a sharp and dangerous laugh. The black femme flinched at his sharp laugh, she wanted to get away as far as she could from him.


"Is everything ready for when they awake?"The silver mech asked after a while. "Yes, they are going to meet some very dangerous creatures on they're way out. Gaurds are ready."The black femme alisema almost to fast to understand. "Wonderful. I wonder how many of them will make it out alive,"The silver mech paused for a moment thinking, "Oh it doesn't matter. I just want an exciting show. It will be worth it, we choose many good victums, some have very interesting reputation's."he finished. The silver mech picked up a datapad, it was full of information and pictures of his victums, he scrolled through the datapad, he paused every so often.

"Time to be begin."A large navy blue mech growled. The silver mech put the datapad down and grinned,"Finally, I hate waiting."he almost purred in delight. He reached over a control pannel and push down on a large circulr red button, "Let the fun begin."he laughed madly.
    Ok, so Christina (Rennerocks) and I are going to try something new. This story is called Partners in Crime. The characters are James (Christina) and Bryn (me), and the story is going to go back and forth. We ARE going to add our origional OC's once it gets zaidi into the story (I hope) but it's still going to be mainly about Bryn and James. I hope wewe enjoy! - Kelly (I'm giving wewe a warning it's short. I got brain dead in the middle of uandishi it, sorry)

    The red on my arms and the knee pads protecting my knees signafied I was playing a game- volleyball....
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  Lights flicker, on and off, on and off, and so forth. The so called 'arena', was massive. There were at least six floors, but each floor went down deeper into the ground of Cybertron. 

  There was so many things in the arena, dangerous things. Creature's hid, waiting for victims to come. They waited for they're fun, for the screams that would surly come when they got they're fun. It was a craving , one that was too hard to ignore. Pain,fear, and screams is what they needed, what they fed on.

  Each level of the arena had different transformers. Cretin Transformers were paired together,...
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Partners in Crime: Chapter Three- βƦվñ

I was shoved in my cell roughly. I whirled around and stuck my out. "You little f*cker!" the guard yelled. He unlocked my cell, and charged in, baton raised. I grabbed the baton, and broke it on my knee. I stuck the splintered parts in his foot arm and legs. He collapsed in pain, and I lept on him. I put my hand right where I could break his neck. I looked up. My inmate and the guys in the hall stared at me. I let go, but spit on him. "Get out of this cell," I growled. He stumbled out of the cell without a comment. I looked at my inmate. She was Latino....
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Breakfast went kwa quickly the inayofuata day. Though, I wasn't hungry, even though my stomach growled to be filled up.

"Dude, eat something, breakfast is better than the other shit they feed us."My cell mate whispered aka NGA19, his real name was Greg.
"Thanks for the heads up."I murmured, taking a bite from my breakfast.

Greg and I started a conversation until everyone had to go back to they're cells. 

After the cell door closed and locked behind us, we each took a kiti, kiti cha on our coats. Greg was Russian, but he could speak English without a struggle. He had dark brown eyes and a messy mane of brown hair. ...
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I wrote the fifth chapter a few months ago, but when I looked at it, I wrinkled my nose and deleted it...


Everyone got back from lunch, and filed into their cells. An old man rolled around with a maktaba cart. "Book?" I walked to the bars. I spotted the Odyssey kwa Homer.
"Uhh, the Odyssey," I requested. Before handing it to me, he put a letter in it.
"For Jahel," he whispered, then wheeled to James' cell. I noticed his hand grab a book, while I found the place I left off when I was kusoma at home.
"Why weren't wewe at lunch today?" Janes asked.
"Wasn't at breakfast either, if wewe didn't notice....
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posted by Rennerocks
Authors note: The first chapter skips ahead a couple times. But, in the inayofuata chapter it won't. This story probably won't be very long. I've already gotten most of the story figured. I'm going to be focusing on Trio and A Craving For Battle(ACFB) and  I'm probably not continuing Choosing sides, sorry ^^' Anyways enjoy - RenneRocks 

Trio  

The Past.


Arrow's POV,

Twenty  years ago. Arrow's at time: 7

  It was a warm sunny day. Not a single wingu in the sky. Which was rare. Giggles and the sound of childrens laughter filled the warm air. 

I sat alone at the small park where the giggles and laughter...
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This didn't take long to write. Please let me know if there's any spelling errors. And don't worry, y'all learn how James ended up in jail in the near future. Kelly (monkey0503) it's your turn ;3

  I picked at the chakula in the tray in front of me. I wasn't hungry at all. Crowded rooms always made me nervous. "I can't wait to get out of this joint. I have a twenty mwaka sentence. But when wewe think about it,it's only seventeen because of three years probation."Bryn said, trying to start a conversation.
 
   I nodded,"Well that's not so bad. It's better than being locked up here for life."I replied...
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