Kugkut stood a few feet away from Darkerowl.Watching Deathcharge be repainted and a new vehicle mode to help out in their meaninglyful mission. He looked towards the motorcycle’s direction

“Whatever happened to Megatron?” Kugkut asked the mech. “I haven’t seen him since the war ended.”

The motorcycle’s head turned towards the Pumpkin Halloween themed Decepticon. “He...well..’fflined ya ‘now.” He said sounding more of a mech who  sounded somewhat Austrilian.

Kugkut didn’t understand

“But I HEARD, he lived!” He said.

Darkerowl patted his back.

“Starscream leads the cons anyway. ‘Venger’s got a LOT to top off.” He explained to the mech. A smile grew on his faceplate a good smile. He knew the actual reason Megatron went missing.

He wanted to spend time with his sparkmate, Cyberdrill. who had the worst luck of being there when he was killed cold bloodly by a well trained Autobot trooper sent by Ultra Magnus to retrieve Megatron. He didn’t expect him to protect his mate.

Kugkut’s smile became small.

“My brother was there...I remember that...What did he do?” He asked the motorcycle who had been there.

The motorcycle sat on a chair made up of garbedge and what not. “He protected ‘im in anyway shape or form possible. I was there for sure.” His optics glowed beneath his red visor with a single close. He sighed, trembeling. “We failed. WE ALL failed. Your brother was the most bravest out of us all. He never gave up to somebody saying ‘no’. You are almost like him. but different. Because you are a sweet aft mech to femmes!”

Darkerowl laughed at Kugkut’s way of handling bots who insulted femme’s. He’s like a gentle giant. However he has evil intentions of killing humans and being an assasian. He didn’t worship leaders like crazy. This is what separated them..

“You failed what?” Kugkut asked, a little more curious. “My brother protected Megatron? Starscream is leading the Decepticons?”

Darkerowl covered the mechs mouth.

“Let ‘im find out the hard way.” Darkerowl said.  He trembled still. “Megatron is offline. The ‘Bots are wrong. He did not live. He died. Stellar cycles after the great war had even ended.” He sighed. “Sad enough ‘Venger will have to face Starscream instead. Do you understand?”

Kugkut nodded. So Darkerowl took his hand off the mech’s face.
A deadly red werewolf with light blue marks spreading towards his chest landed in the base. His optics flickered. “Is it time to start the operation?” A somewhat smooth and staticy voice came from the werewolf. He is really wanting to start it.

Avenger and Rex-Five both shout at once.

"No."

Kugkut and Darkerowl laughed together.  Conda went up to the werewolf like mech with a very stern expression on his face. “Are you seriioouuzzz?” He asked the werewolf with wide eyed doubled blinking optics. His optics are large and wide. “Bloodjaw.”

Bloodjaw  folded his arms.

“Positively.”

 Conda repeatedly slapped him at the faceplate using his own tail. “Why are you impatiant?" Conda said, with frown. "I hate this new generation.” The snake is slapping him multiple times in a row.

 Bloodjaw stopped him on the 9th slap.

“I will do something better than Avenger’s stupid plan; Get a bunch of werewolves who hate Lora, get her, and lure the girl into our hiding place!” The werewolf roared in Conda’s face. His grasp on the snake formed body is really tough.

Heatstroke’s goblet sends a strange aroma into the room as he arrived.

“If you are going to invovle her INTO THAT TWISTED idea of yours,I won’t allow you to do exactly that.” Heatroke said.  His arrival is similar to the sitiuattion in where the Autobots are driving to the city in the first transformers movie with instrumental background music soliditifying it’s intensisy.  

 Bloodjaw had dropped Conda to the floor.

He chuckled.

“You have feelings for the ‘so-called’ assitant of yours? Hahahaha.” Bloodjaw cackled and threw his head back. His shoulders shook through the laughter. Kugkut and Darkerowl, including Avenger and Rex-Five had this ‘Oh shit’ face going on.

Nobody should make fun of him. It’s his trust and friendship that provides him to be the best intel bot in the entire galaxy and what he would for his ‘friends’, Co-workers, and possibly deeply hated enemies. He kept his cover entirely cool. But it had been blown by Goldplug.

 “Hahaha.” Bloodjaw continued. “Nearly everyone makes your name as Heastroke. Nah nah nah!”

Heatstroke’s single optic flared. He is right about Shockwave’s height. His fingers clenched together. Burns started appearing around them.Heatstroke is deadly serious. Gravely.  The two Decepticons nearby backed up a few feet.

“Stroke,Don’t use fireblaze!” Rex-Five shouted to him. “Remember last time?! You nearly burnt down ALL of The Beast planet’s forest AND nearly hurt Ginger!”  Rex-Five knew what he needed to know about specific powers and weapons. He researched them. Used them on innocent test subjects.

He could have accidently made  Jetfire and Jetstorm. But he didn’t. Heatstroke had discovered a new power from an argument between he and Scourage. There was not a Autobot on the planet what-so-ever. So they ALL had to work together and stop the flames.

Bloodjaw is totally confused as the circle ring sarrounded them.

“Nobody. makes, fun of me.” Heatstroke punched Bloodjaw in the torso area making a huge hole that is scotched by melt-able flames.Bloodjaw fell to his knee’s as he covered the very wound. The Goblet Decepticon’s digits have a thin film of fire-like lava emitting off. He used both fingers to lift his head upwards. “If you want to live...you better apologize.”

Bloodjaw sucked in his courage and spat, “No!"

Heatstroke’s flaming insentity grew stronger.

“Umm...Somebody better do something.” Deathcharge said, her armor is halfway repainted and her helmet is halfway sticking off. Avenger rolled his optics beneath the visor of his given to him perhaps by Private Headmaster of the Autobot academy.

Avenger came inbetween  the Two rivals.

“You better stop, or I am sending you TWO back to Cybertron for the Autobots to send you into the stockades!” He said. “This ISN’T the way to settle a argument in this base.” He looked to both bots directions as the fire settled down. “To settle this disagreement...You will have to play COD.”

 All the cons are....confused.

“COD?” Heatstroke asked.

“Call of Duty.” Avenger said.

Avenger dragged the two mech to the computer screen. It’s almost as if a Mediator,revenger, Italian, and reasonable heart had been sparked into a Decepticon from the very first moment of creation. Including the incredible strength of his.

 He gave them both remote controls. The screen flickered on.

 Avenger walks away.

"It’s good for you.” The leader said, walking away from the two Decepticons. Who have their heads turned to him still. He walks back to the process that is occurring with Deathcharge. But as he leaves. The theme Music from Transformers Prime begins.

 And ends dramatically when it turns to black after a close up view on the Decepticon Symbol.