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HomUnculuS 16 Chapter 16: No Rest for the Wicked Our Father, Who art in Heaven, Hallowed be thy name. Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done, On earth that it is in Heaven; Give us this day our daily bread, And forgive us our trespasses, As we forgive those who trespass again us, And lead us not into temptation, But deliver us from evil… Amen. * As promised, the time finally came for the alchemised iron door enclosing the homunculus Envy and its human friend Edward Green from the light to be opened. At the threshold, bearing flaming torches, stood Captain Elias Amsel and his fellow alchemist subordinates, looking down upon the

The moment the claxon alarms went off the Shatterdome became a riot of activity, despite the hour that some of the less-couth crew members (of which there were many) would call “the ass-crack of dawn.”  Team members spilled out of their bunks, jerking on clothes before they had even fully awakened or pelting down the halls half-dressed.  Crew members surged into the Jaeger bays, activating the titanic mecha and ensuring they were battle-ready.  It was as if someone had tossed a lit match into a wasp nest – where there had once been uneasy calm there was now chaos, albeit a semi-organized sort of chaos that struggled to becom

 Elita released a soft hum of contentment. There had to be perks to sleeping naked, she thought. Besides the actual act of being naked, though that was enough in its own right. She shifted positions, feeling the slide of her protoform against Optimus's, and she sighed. Then, her lips pulled into a smile. She slowly caressed her arms upwards to link behind his neck, and the arm holding her on top of his chassis tightened a fraction. A finger nuzzled the curve of her mouth, making the slightest giggle slip from her. "And to what do I owe a smile like this?" Before she could answer, her spark had given her away. Optimus chuckled, sending a

Unspeakable Evils The massive Cybertronian jet streaks through the cloudless blue sky. Below on the frozen Alaskan tundra is a top-secret base belonging to MECH. The jet lands, transforming as it goes, and looks around at the large, snow-covered compound. Suddenly, an alarm blares out from one of the watchtowers on each corner of the barbed wire and concrete fence. Instantly, the ground is alive with MECH agents, each armed with weapons designed to take down Cybertronians. The large mech smirks in contempt at the humans surrounding it, their feeble attempts at attacking it humorous. Arming its fusion cannon with the quip, “I am Galvatr