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TFWolves — Tfp Horses- Escape! (Part 1)
Published: 2013-12-29 23:00:57 +0000 UTC; Views: 1931; Favourites: 10; Downloads: 8
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Wheeljack trotted along in the dark valley, his ears pricked and his nostrils flared as he tried to pick up any trace of Bulkhead. The other horse hadn’t returned to the herd, and Wheeljack had got nervous. Ever sense they had been turned into horses by M.E.C.H., life had been hard. It was truly hard to stay hidden, especially when you were a bunch of oddly colored horses. Their human friends had done all they could to protect them, but life was still hard.
“Bulk!?” Wheeljack called into the darkness once again, and felt his heart sink when he didn’t get an answer.
Just then, the bitter scent of burnt wood hit his nostrils, and he turned to look around for the fire… He didn’t see none, not even a trace of a fire starting… That is odd… Wheeljack thought and as life would be for Wheeljack, he found himself heading after the smell. He was a reckless Wrecker and wasn’t scared of anything.
He soon found himself coming up on a dark camp. He narrowed his eyes, Just as I figured! Horse rangers! The white stallion tossed his head. Wild horse capturing was illegal in this place, but that didn’t stop the illegal ones.
He was just about to leave, when something caught his eye and he stopped. A big horse, not big enough to be a draft, but big enough to be noticeable, was standing there, tied to a wooden stake. The stallion’s head was drooped and he looked utterly miserable…
Wheeljack snorted a bit, and tasted the air. His ears pinned at once getting the other’s scent and he cantered over. “Bulkhead!” He hissed in shock, now that he was close enough, he noticed the horse was a greenish ting color.
The other’s head snapped up, and his eyes widened. “Jackie!?”
Wheeljack smirked. “Well of course!.. What are you doing here?? What happened?”
Bulkhead tossed his head a bit. “Look, Jackie, I would love to explain, but you need to leave, now!”
“Why?” Wheeljack asked, moving forward a bit.
“Because they’ll catch you too! They don’t know about the herd yet, they thought they were seeing things when they came across me, and they don’t think there are any other horses like me, so I need you to leave before they wake up! They’ll think you a priceless trophy compared to me!”
Wheeljack snorted crossly. “Let them think that Bulkhead, but I’m not leaving you!”
“Wheeljack, I’m not kidding! You need to leave!”
“NO!”
Bulkhead sighed and lowered his head, looking at the ground. “Jackie, please… I don’t want them to capture you… It is bad enough they got me… But you… I know if they get you, your life will be miserable…”
Wheeljack hissed a bit, “well I’m not going to let them make your life miserable either!” With that, the white, red, and green stallion started to kick the post. Almost at once, he heard the sounds of dogs barking and his head snapped up as men rushed out of the tents, and dogs snapped at him as they ran at him…
“RUN JACKIE!” Bulkhead screeched.
Wheeljack turned to him, his eyes wide with shock, and hurt… “Bulkhead… I’m so sorr—“
“No time for apologizes, now go!”
Wheeljack whinnied with shock as Bulkhead suddenly bit at his flank, and the white stallion bucked, before taking off, feeling miserable about having to leave his best friend behind, but there was no turning back as the humans jumped on their mounts and charged after him…
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The first part of a picture story I wanted to do.
Wheeljack, Bulkhead, Autobots, M.E.C.H., Transformers
