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Transformers: Energon City

Chapter 8: All Are Dead.

Co-Authored by: Irxsk

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Author's Note: Here it is! The final chapter of Energon City. For those that are interested in getting the most out of this story, I reccomend reading the recently finished 'Cassette' story before this chapter. It lends a lot of detail to the story as a whole, and the events in it greatly influence the outcome of Energon City. As far as I am concerned, this story is complete. I plan on taking a break from using Transformers as a subject in my writing for a while, but if you want a follow-up to Energon City, or feel shorted by it in any way, leave me a message or a review about it, and I will be happy to add another book or two to the Energon City Saga.

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The weather took a turn for the worse. Dark clouds had rolled in, obscuring the moon, and large, heavy drops of rain began to paint the ground. Bumblebee leapt a puddle, but landed badly. The feminine dress shoes he was wearing did not provide much traction. Sam was ahead of him, darting through the rain. Bumblebee pulled himself to his feet, unwilling to ask his lover for help. He did not want Shia to think he was weak. He tried to keep up, but weeks of isolation and underfeeding had left him in less than ideal condition. Shia was at least half a block ahead, turning into a dark alley. Bumblebee had no idea where they were. The flight from Megatron’s had left him disoriented. He followed Shia with his eyes, trying to discern any specific path he may have taken.

Bumblebee ducked into the dark alleyway, and collapsed against the filthy brick surrounding the pair. Shia was resting as well. For all he knew, this could be their last haven for a while. They had been on the run for hours now, and as far as Bumblebee could tell, no one was following them. At first, he had questioned Sam as to why they were running at all. Sam wouldn’t answer him. Now, Bumblebee thought he knew why they ran. Shia wanted to get away, not just from Megatron, but from the city. Energon City held nothing but bad memories for him. Bumblebee looked out from the alley, and saw the gargantuan dark tower that was the Ark Hotel. They were headed for his home.

***

Ironhide spat over the edge of the hotel. The rage that filled him had not been sated by letting Soundwave and Starscream fall. He had wanted to deliver the killing blows himself. Alas, fate had intervened.

“All’s well that ends well.” Ironhide muttered, before letting out a forced laugh. Smokescreen stared at him in silence. “Let’s get out of here. We have an appointment with our fearless leader.” Ironhide laughed. “He should have seen the whole thing from his office window. I hope he enjoyed it.”

Smokescreen leaned over the building, trying to see the ground below. He couldn’t.

***

Bumblebee and Sam ran through the construction site hand in hand. The rain had stopped, but the ground was still reduced to thick mud. They darted between the tall cement pillars that supported the Ark Hotel. Suddenly, Sam fell. His foot had gotten caught in a jagged hole in the semi-finished floor. Bumblebee’s heart jumped.

“Shia!” He ran to the boy, and helped him to his feet. “Are you ok?”

“Fine. Let’s just…” A loud gunshot above them cut him off. For a moment, Bumblebee mistook it for thunder. Then they heard a scream.

“I won’t let you!” Sam looked at Bumblebee, confused. They ran out from under the building, looking toward the source of the commotion.

***

Starscream’s body was limp against his chest, and Soundwave had already dismissed any possibility of survival. Fate chose to prove him wrong. Less than five seconds into their fall, Soundwave brushed against something. He opened his eyes to see a long black object next to them, and instinctively grabbed for it. The object was an enormous rubber hose, used to pump concrete up to the top levels of the hotel. The hose was heavy and strong, but slick from the rain. Soundwave’s grip was weakened, as his only free arm was severely injured, but he clung with every ounce of strength he had left. At this speed, the hose wouldn’t end their fall, but he hoped it would slow it.

Bumblebee and Sam watched in shock, as two figures fell toward them. Ten feet off the ground, Soundwave lost his grip, and the pair fell to the mud. Out of the four people present, none could move.

***

“The explosives were set weeks ago, sir.”

“I did not ask you if they were set, Devastator, I asked if they were armed.”

“I assure you, sir, when I flip the switch, this building, and half the block, will be gone.”

“That’s good, Devastator, I want Prime to know that the Decepticons have grown tired of playing with him. Thanks to your sacrifice, this city will finally belong to me.” Megatron closed his cell phone and leaned back in his chair. The office was still filled with the scents of blood and gunfire, but neither bothered him. In the morning, it wouldn’t matter.

***

Soundwave was groggy when he woke up, and his vision was filled with a bright white rectangle. It was a fluorescent light. He lifted his head. His neck was sore, but the pain wasn’t excruciating. He was in a hospital, Starscream was not with him. Soundwave climbed out of the bed, and looked around the room. It was sterile, and nondescript. Confused, Soundwave stepped out into the hall. Other than a few nurses heading away from him, it was deserted.

Starscream had been awake for several minutes before Bumblebee came back into the room.

“Oh! You’re awake. Thank Primus.”

“How did I get here? Where’s Soundwave?” Sam entered just in time to answer.

“’Bee and I brought you after the fall.” He replied. Bumblebee interrupted.

“Soundwave is fine, but we don’t know what room they put him in yet.” Starscream relaxed a bit, but flinched at the searing pain that raked most of his body. Rape, falling a dozen stories, and being suspended over a construction site were all somewhat detrimental to his condition.

Soundwave wandered the halls aimlessly. He read the names on every chart he passed, hoping to find Starscream’s room by sheer luck. He had no idea that Starscream’s room was two floors down, due to his significantly worse condition. Soon, Soundwave came upon a name that stopped his search entirely. He immediately forgot why he had left his room in the first place. He looked through the doorway, at the man lying in bed beyond it. Barricade had aged well, and was easily recognizable, even after seven years apart.

“Are you just gonna hold the door up all night?”

“I thought about it.”

“You never used to be that cold. What happened?”

“You happened.” Soundwave paused, wondering whom the comment had hurt more. “Who shot you this time?”

“I’m not really sure, kid.”

“I’m not a kid anymore.”

“No, I suppose not.” Barricade turned to look at him. “I had hoped I would have a chance to see you again. I think I need to explain…”

“Explain what? That you gave up on me? That I wasn’t worth seeing for seven years? That I wasn’t worth the effort?”

“You know that’s not fair. What choice did we have?”

“I can’t believe you’re saying that! How hard would it have been to see each other once in a while? Megatron isn’t omnipotent; he can’t watch us every hour of every day!”

“You don’t give him enough credit. The man was insane with jealousy. I was followed home every night for two years. He didn’t stop until he finished converting you into his lapdog.”

“He did no such thing. Megatron was there for me when you weren’t.”

“And I suppose Starscream just happened to be there too, right?”

“How do you know about him?”

“I work for the guy too, you know, you ain’t the only one privilege to that information. Its obvious you were very devastated, you must have known Starscream for hours before you pulled him into bed.”

“Like you’ve been faithfully waiting in an empty bed.”

Barricade sat upright, rage and hurt covering his face. “I swore to you that I would never touch another man, and I didn’t break my word.” Soundwave was silent. He was shocked that Barricade had remembered the promise, let alone that he had kept it, but looking into his eyes, Soundwave knew that it was true. When Barricade spoke again, it was a softer voice, one that longed for another time.

“I couldn’t stand to lose you, not to Megatron. I knew that you wouldn’t understand that then, you were too young, but I knew I had to save you.”

“Jessie,” Soundwave whispered.

“I still love you, Saine. If you’ll have an old man like me.” Soundwave ran to him, lost in the love he had abandoned almost a decade in the past.

Soundwave sat on the bed, his hand resting on Barricade’s arm. He leaned in, and placed his lips over Barricade’s. The cop lifted his arm, holding Soundwave’s face gently. Neither man wanted to break the kiss, and in that embrace, they rebuilt everything that they had lost. Soundwave pulled himself onto the bed, kneeling over Barricade’s body. He pulled the bed sheet out from between them, letting it fall carelessly to the floor. Barricade shifted underneath Soundwave’s weight. Sam’s shot was poorly aimed, and had just barely nicked his back, but the pressure was still somewhat painful. The kiss broke, but was quickly repeated. The men’s breathing sped up. Soundwave opened his lips, allowing Barricade’s tongue to probe lightly into his mouth. Their romance quickly gave way to passion. Soundwave’s face flushed as his arousal grew, and he moved upright, still kneeling over Barricade’s hips. He pulled the flimsy hospital gown off, throwing it to the floor.

Barricade’s rough hands explored the smooth surface of Soundwave’s chest and stomach. Soundwave’s body responded, as shivers raced up and down his athletic form. Soundwave pushed Barricade’s arms away, and swiveled on the officer’s waist. He scooted backward, until he was kneeling on Barricade’s chest. He bent over, and pulled Barricade’s cock into his mouth. Barricade sighed and placed his hands on Soundwave’s hips. He pulled Soundwave toward him, until he was able to lick the underside of his lover’s shaft. Soundwave practically melted against him, and Barricade’s cock fell from his mouth as the pleasure swept over him. Barricade ran his tongue around Soundwave’s tender anus, and Soundwave shrieked in response. Not wanting to be outdone, Soundwave dropped his mouth over Barricade’s cock, engulfing it in warm pleasure. He welcomed Barricade’s cock into his throat, dropping his head until his lips met Barricade’s waist. Barricade chuckled softly, “Looks like we’ve finally got time for foreplay.” Soundwave couldn’t help but smile to himself as he sucked on his lover.

Barricade held Soundwave’s ass to his face, his tongue dancing around Soundwave’s asshole. Soundwave felt Barricade’s cock swell, and lifted his head to bob it rapidly while sucking on the head. Barricade dropped his head back, hitting the pillow, as he gave in to the pleasure Soundwave was giving him. He slipped his finger into Soundwave’s ass, thrusting it in rhythm with Soundwave’s movement. He squeezed Soundwave’s thigh as he came, in an attempt to warn him. Soundwave either didn’t notice, or didn’t care. Soundwave lifted his head after the first surge of cum, replacing his mouth with his hand, to watch the rest of it run down Barricade’s cock. He leaned in afterwards, licking his lover clean; taking great pride in the spasms that greeted his additional attention. He turned, kneeling over Barricade’s chest, as the officer pulled Soundwave’s cock into his mouth. Barricade kept his finger inside Soundwave, massaging his prostate as he sucked on the swollen cock.

Soundwave grinned coyly, “Well this is a first isn’t it?” he moaned in disappointment as Barricade released his shaft.

“You keep that up boy, and it ain’t never gonna happen, understand?” Barricade retorted, as Soundwave shot him his most apologetic look. “That’s better.” He said grinning before resuming his task.

Soundwave stroked Barricade’s neck as he was serviced, unashamed to let a few squeals escape his lips. Barricade didn’t work long, before Soundwave was leaning his head against the wall behind the bed, moaning loudly.

Barricade stopped for a moment, “You want the whole damned hospital to hear you?”

Soundwave whined softly, he was so close, “Come on Jessie, no one’s going to hear me, Jesus, I’m so fucking close…please?” he panted heavily trying to force himself down on Barricade’s fingers more.

Barricade chuckled, “Please what?” he grinned and deliberately licked the underside of Soundwave’s cock.

Soundwave spasmed, and bit his lip, “Please finish me off, do you know how long I’ve dreamed about coming in your mouth for a change?”

“Well, when you put it like that…” Barricade drawled, “I guess I can’t resist, boy.”

“I’m not a boy anymore Jessie” Soundwave chastised.

“You’re still my boy.” Barricade shot him a cocky smirk before pulling

Soundwave’s length back into his waiting mouth, he ran his tongue over the head, and resumed thrusting his fingers into Soundwave’s anus. Soundwave cried out loudly.

“Ah! Jessie, I’m gonna cum!” Soundwave tangled his fingers into the trooper’s hair as he hit his peak. Barricade couldn’t help but crinkle his nose when Soundwave’s cum filled his mouth, but he figured if Soundwave could do it, how hard could it be.

Soundwave moved back, squatting over Barricade’s cock. It had gotten hard again. Soundwave lowered himself over the erect shaft, but it had been a long time since anyone had entered him. Soundwave bit his lip and did his best to hide the pain as he slid down over Barricade’s cock. He placed his hands on Barricade’s chest, and tried to support most of his weight on his legs. Soundwave slid up, until only the head of Barricade’s cock was inside of him, before dropping back down.

Barricade moaned as Soundwave rode him. Soundwave’s ass felt as tight as it did on their first night together. His cock was still sensitive from his first orgasm, and Soundwave’s heat was filling his body. Soundwave leaned over him, and they kissed. Soundwave moved his hips more rapidly, now that he had gotten used to having Barricade inside of him again. Barricade began to thrust back, slamming his cock into Soundwave each time the younger man came down onto him. Soundwave broke the kiss, crying out abruptly, and his head fell onto Barricade’s chest. He began to cry out loudly with each thrust. Cum shot across Barricade’s stomach, and Soundwave spasmed uncontrollably. He clenched his hands, and his nails dug into Barricade’s skin. Soundwave was unable to continue his upward movement, but Barricade thrust into him, quickly moving just the first few inches of his cock inside Soundwave’s tight hole. Barricade reached down and grabbed Soundwave’s ass, squeezing the taut flesh as he came again. Soundwave inhaled sharply as Barricade’s cum filled him. The heat from their sex stayed with him as he collapsed against his lover. They lay still for nearly an hour, until Barricade spoke again.

“You never told me what you were doing here.”

“Starscream and I were…Starscream…” Soundwave went pale. “I have to go.” Soundwave slid off of the bed, and gathered up his gown.

“So you have moved on then.” Barricade muttered.

“Look, I don’t expect you to understand, but I can’t just turn around and leave him without a word. I’ve missed you, but I love Starscream.”

“If you love him, why did you come to me?”

“I have to go.” Soundwave backed out of the room, unable to take his eyes off of Barricade’s form.

***

“Soundwave?” Starscream tried to turn his head.

“I can’t believe I found you!” Soundwave fell into a chair by Starscream’s bed, obviously winded. “This place is enormous.”

“Look at you,” Bumblebee started. “You look exhausted.”

“I’ve been wandering around for hours.” Soundwave hoped that Bumblebee would be satisfied. “What the hell are you doing in here anyway, kid?”

“Bumblebee found us,” Starscream replied. “He and Sam were at the hotel when we fell.”

“What Ironhide did to you two is unforgivable. When my father finds out…”

“Sorry, Bee,” Sam began, “He already knows.” Bumblebee was confused. “Optimus and the Autobots have been slipping farther into criminal tactics since your abduction. They all refused to help me when you went missing. I couldn’t even get in to see your father.”

Soundwave found it difficult to focus on the conversation. Everyone seemed to be interested in the war outside, while he was busy with his own battles. Barricade had left him before, how could he trust that he wouldn’t leave again? At the same time, would he be any better if he left Starscream the moment Barricade returned? Finally, he interrupted the discussion.

“Right now, we need to focus on getting out of town. The D-cons won’t stop until they rule the city, and we’re all on their shit list now. We’ll need allies if we’re going to get out.”

“Allies? Who the hell will help us?” Starscream asked, incredulously.

“I have a few people in mind.”

***

“One minute, Devastator.”

“Yes sir. It’s been an honor serving under you.”

“Yes, of course it has.”

***

“How am I supposed to help y’all escape Energon City? I’ve been shot; or did you forget?”

“You were healthy enough to fuck me a few minutes ago.” Barricade chuckled. Soundwave’s cell phone rang. He had redressed in his room before stopping by Barricade’s.

“Hello?”

“Where the fuck are you?” It was Ravage. “Weren’t we supposed to meet at the hotel like, 4 hours ago?”

“I’m in the hospital, we are, actually.”

“We?”

“Starscream and I. Autobots.”

“Both alive?”

“For now.”

“I’m leaving the hotel now. Meet me outside.” He hung up. Soundwave looked to Barricade.

“Are you going to help us or not?”

“Does helping you have to include helping him?”

“Jessie…”

“Get my clothes.”

***

Soundwave, Starscream, Bumblebee, Sam, and Barricade stood outside. The wounded cop eyed Sam suspiciously, while Bumblebee did his best to stay out of sight. They looked across the city skyline, dominated by the incomplete Ark Hotel. Soundwave pulled out his cell phone, and dialed.

“Laserbeak, get in touch with…” The world went silent. The five survivors looked on as the Ark became a glaring white light. Even almost a mile away, they felt the heat of the explosion wash over them. The hotel became an instant inferno, towering over the decaying city around it. As the cacophonous blast rang in their ears, Soundwave and Barricade instinctively fell to the ground. Bumblebee clung to Sam’s chest. Just as he was blacking out, Starscream couldn’t help but notice Soundwave gingerly helping Barricade to his feet.

***

The door to Prime’s office splintered as Smokescreen’s boot connected. Ironhide ran past him, into the smoldering room. Prime was dying. There was no hope of saving him. His body was shredded from the hundreds of shards of glass that used to be the bay window facing the Ark. Ironhide felt little remorse for the Autobot leader. He had often cursed Prime’s lack of initiative, and his unwillingness to fight. He stepped over burning pieces of destroyed furniture, and stopped at the body. Smokescreen watched as Ironhide removed a large, ornate ring from Optimus’s finger.

“I am the new leader of the Autobots. Smokescreen, roll out.”

***

“Ravage! Ravage!” The familiar voice brought Starscream out of his daze. Soundwave was screaming into his cell phone, apparently with little success. “Are you still there? Ravage!” He threw the device to the ground. “Damn it all.”

“Starscream’s awake again!” Bumblebee shouted. “How do you feel?”

“Fantastic.” Starscream muttered. “What happened?”

“The hotel was bombed, you passed out.”

“That part I knew.”

“Oh, right. Soundwave is trying to get a hold of some allies; he thinks we’re going to need them to get out of the city.” Bumblebee glanced over his shoulder. “It isn’t going well.” Starscream sat up, and looked across the cityscape. The Ark Hotel was now a smoking skeleton, alight with large fires; it would never be the monument Prime had envisioned. Starscream looked to Soundwave, who was leaning against the brick wall of the hospital. He looked younger, somehow, his usual cynical glare replaced by panic and insecurity. Barricade sat on the sidewalk, his back to the group. It occurred to Starscream that Sam was missing, and as if conjured by the thought, the boy stepped out of the hospital’s glass doorway.

“No luck. The hospital’s phone lines are down too. It’s just chaos in there.” Bumblebee immediately stood and ran to Sam. It seemed as though they had reached a dead end. “Soundwave, what do we do now?”

“I…I don’t know.” Soundwave’s reply was aimed at no one, or everyone. In the silence that followed, Starscream heard Barricade draw one final breath through a tattered cigarette. The hardened man stood, flicking the smoking butt to the asphalt. He turned to face the refugees.

“Way I see it,” He began, “We got to get out of town, am I right?” He swaggered toward Soundwave, and laid a comforting hand on his shoulder. “What say we gather who we can, and run. Energon City is dead now. Let Megatron pick over its corpse.” Barricade walked through the group, and into the hospital. Bumblebee and Sam followed, leaving Soundwave and Starscream alone. The teenager stood, and helped Soundwave to his feet. Soundwave leaned on the boy, trying to clear his head.

“Let’s walk,” Starscream said. “You need more air.” Soundwave nodded.

The couple circled the corner, walking down an infrequently noticed alleyway between the hospital and a parking garage.

“Do you still love him?” Starscream asked. Barricade’s name was not needed.

“I don’t know.”

“Does he love you?”

“I don’t know that he ever did.” Soundwave sighed, but shifted his weight off of Starscream. The teen stared straight ahead.

“I’m not ready to lose you, Soundwave.”

“Then don’t.” Soundwave stopped, and pulled Starscream against the cold bricks of the hospital. He leaned in, and kissed the boy’s neck. He was filled with the familiar scent of the teenager, the wild air that seemed to circulate around him. Starscream moaned, his body collapsing against the building. Soundwave’s hands swam across his body, his rough fingers sliding effortlessly under Starscream’s clothes. Soundwave held Starscream’s face with one hand, guiding the boy’s lips to his own, as he unbuttoned Starscream’s jeans. Starscream helped him. Unzipping the oppressive denim, he pulled Soundwave’s hand to his cock. Soundwave cupped his boyhood, gently massaging as it swelled in his grip. Soundwave pulled the cock free, and lowered to his knees.

“What are you doing?” Starscream wasn’t used to this role reversal.

“Lean back,” Was Soundwave’s only reply. He pulled Starscream’s legs, one at a time, onto his shoulders, so that the boy was sitting on them, with his back against the wall and his cock even with Soundwave’s face. He parted his lips and let Starscream enter his mouth. He dragged his tongue along the length of Starscream’s cock, opening his throat around its head. Soundwave held Starscream’s ass, helping to support his weight. His pinky slipped onto Starscream’s tender anus. The boy squirmed against the wall, groaning loudly through clenched teeth. Soundwave bobbed his mouth around Starscream’s cock, hoping to find forgiveness, both from Starscream, and from himself.

Starscream threw one arm up against the brick, his other hand clutching the back of Soundwave’s head. His groans transformed into shouts as his fingers clenched.

“Tell me…Tell me you still love me!” Starscream begged. “Tell me…please!” His request was choked off as his breath paused. Soundwave had slipped his pinky inside of the boy, pushing him over the edge. Starscream came, and Soundwave pulled his head back, letting the hot fluid spill between them.

Bumblebee and Sam had hardly noticed the pair’s absence until they had rejoined the group. Barricade watched them approach.

“Phones’re back.” He said. Soundwave stepped quickly away from Starscream, and reached for the phone on the desk by Barricade. The cop watched him knowingly.

“Who are we trying to reach, anyway?” Bumblebee asked, always curious.

“Ravage,” Soundwave started, ignoring the wince on Barricade’s face. “And Laserbeak. They’ll help us get set up somewhere new.”

“Somewhere new?” Sam piped in, “Where exactly would that be?” All eyes went to Barricade, as if he should know the answer. He simply shrugged.

“Metroplex.” The response came from Starscream. “The D-cons couldn’t find us there. The city is huge.”

“It’s a good idea,” Barricade added. “Soon as Megatron gets bored of playing world-domination, he’ll come after us, and he wouldn’t think to look there. He’d expect us in Trypticon first.” Soundwave nodded in agreement, though he was not paying attention. To divert his mind from the growing guilt, he focused on his task, dialing every number he could remember. Finally, the dial tone broke off, and a panting Ravage answered.

“Hello?” It was the last word Soundwave heard. The hospital’s power died. The five were cast into dark silence. Suddenly, Bumblebee screamed, and Soundwave noticed the reflection of the lobby’s emergency lights on a pair of black goggles, worn above a cracked smile.

Blackout laughed. It was a shrill, insane sound. The killer’s head seemed to scrape the ceiling; his tall, skeletal frame towered over Bee and Sam, who were unfortunate enough to be by the door. Barricade pulled his guns free from their holsters, unloading two rounds before anyone else was able to react. Blackout dropped low to the floor, sweeping his leg out in a sharp arc that caught Sam by the ankle. Blackout scurried over the boy, rolling behind a receptionist’s desk. Soundwave dropped the phone and pulled out his own weapons, circling around to guard the younger runaways. The three combatants waited, each looking for who would take the next move. Blackout acted first, kicking the desk into Barricade while leaping at the lesser prepared Soundwave. His arms swung over his head in a great circle. In each hand, he clutched a long blade.

Soundwave threw himself to the left, avoiding Blackout’s attack by inches. Soundwave fired, but the attack had ruined his aim, and the bullets flew harmlessly through the lobby. Barricade climbed over the desk, regaining his feet. He sprinted across the room, closing the distance between himself and Blackout, while firing repeatedly at the lanky assassin. Blackout dodged backwards, leaving the bullets to bury themselves in the linoleum. He reached into the depths of his trench coat, and closed his fist around a small round object. Blackout cackled, and hurled the round thing at Soundwave.

“Grenade!” Shouted Barricade, pulling Soundwave behind the main counter. Sam and Bumblebee ran to them, and Starscream, already behind the heavy wooden thing, simply ducked. They waited for the explosion, but nothing came. Seconds later, the lights returned. Barricade stood to find them alone. A nurse ran into the lobby, panic-stricken.

“What in the hell is going on down here?” She asked. No one replied. Barricade bent over and picked up the grenade. It was a yellow rubber ball. Blackout had left them.

“He wants us scared.” Barricade muttered.

“It’s working.” Soundwave replied. “We don’t have time to wait for help anymore. It’s time to leave.” Barricade smiled.

“Then let’s get goin’ while the goin’s good.”

The moon was setting when the five companions left the hospital. By the time they got out of the city, the sun had risen over Megatron’s city. Barricade’s squad car raced down the highway, putting as many miles as possible between them. The last towers of Energon City fell beneath the horizon, and still, no one looked back.

The End.
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