Tripathy

Dinobot, in beast mode, stood outside Cheetor's door. He knew Cheetor was inside, but the cat refused to open the door to him or even respond. "This is irrational!" Dinobot called through the door. "Whatever this code--or memory--is, it cannot possibly be worth risking your life or the lives of your comrades. If anything happens to even one of us, the Predacons will have us outnumbered!" Cheetor suddenly flung the door open. "That's all you care about it, isn't it?" he screamed angrily. "Tactics and strategies and war… you don't care which of us lives or dies, as long as your side wins!" "You are being stubborn and selfish!" Dinobot shouted

Optimus exited the CR chamber to find the others waiting for him. All the Maximals wore somber expressions. They sat down to discuss the problem, none of them (except possibly Dinobot) wanting to believe that one of their own had turned on them, especially Cheetor. "So what do we do about this?" Rhinox asked. "He still insists on his innocence, saying that all he remembers is waking up on the floor." "I told you we should have dealt with the problem the first time," Dinobot said. "Do we have to wait until he destroys one of us? You are far too trusting! He should be disposed of, and that is that." "I don't give up on friends that easily,"

Cheetor quietly opened the door to his quarters and peeked out. No one around. Good. It was the middle of the night, and the rest of the Maximals were all sleeping. Optimus had ordered them to bed after a long day's work doing repairs. The Predacons had caused trouble the day before, and the Axalon had been looking a little worse for wear after the attack. It had taken a full day to repair all the damage. Cheetor knew that he should have been tired, but he was feeling a little restless again, and he thought that a midnight run might do him some good. He slipped out into the hallway and closed the door behind him. He knew that Rattrap was on