Chapter 1: Plan
The small group of Decepticons returned to their alias base, it was dark and shadowly depressive like. The Communications stations,large machines,technical and electricl machines outwitted the nasty floor in a rank of dust..
"What now, lord Megatron?" Knockout asked their leader,directing his optics at the mech.
Megatron did not answer right away as he walked to a capsule that contained a single remaining energon crystal.
"Those Autobots thought they won." Megatron said, as he snatched the object without any care to the rare glass concealing the crystal. "They won't know what hit them."
Starscream and Soundwave--under his visor-- all had their optics become big.
The machine is big and ugly, ugler than all of the Decepticons combined. it had tubes connected to the walls. inscriptions from a different world remained at the very edgesimilar to the rack containing the droids from Star Wars.
"Megatron it didn't end well last time!" Starscream objected as the leader went over to a large machine.
The hatch to the machine opened at the presence of Megatron, where it dropped a single Android concealing female characteristics. it fell to the ground with a single plump. The leader's optic moved go towards the two remaining Cons.
"I swear, if this thing gets interested in that mute bot, I will so kill myself." Megatron merely replied, returning his gaze to the fallen protoform.Soundwave seemed to understand what Megatron meant. however... The Odds are against the tyrant by so many leagues."This thing may be the key to recruiting one of the Autobots and luring them into the lab. The memory wiper lab."
As he said that, he stabbed the chest of the broken android using the dark energon crystal.
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Back at the Autobot base, Arcee had finally agreed to go to San Diego for a day with the three kids--Bulkhead seemingly was eager to go. Burmblebee on the other hand JUST remembered that he left one of his large and discarded pistols at a properly good lake.
"Which lake?"
Click click.
"Oh, The Sierra Sping!" Raff laughed, while hopping into the vehicle mode of Bulkhead. "You really,REALLY,liked the warmth."
Chirp.
Miko leaned forward from her seatbelt to say,"I don't recall that ever happening."
"Totall Recall re-release day." Raff grinned,turning his head towards Jack. as he buckled his seatbelt. "Jack saw the newest movie and suggested we go relaxing."
Miko sighed.
"Uh uh," Miko said. "Now what you tell your mom this time."
"I'm going on a field trip." Raf replied. "Jack knows MUCH more than I do. He fabricated it all."
Miko is laughing uncontrollably.
Click Click.
"What did Bee say?" Bulkhead asked, probably directing the question to Raff since he mostly translated for him.
"He knows Spanish and to have a nice trip." Raf said.
A smile swept across the light gray faceplate. Optimus had cut off his hand to control the ground bridge while he escaped unharmed, but with a few scratches of his own to share what it must have been a difficult decision.
Bulkhead even shared a laugh.
"I can't wait to get the grease off my wheels." Arcee said, zooming right past the large vehicle like a motorcycle hot shot ready to get stuff done right away.
Bulkhead started his engine.
"Arcee, wait up!" Bulkhead said. "See you later buddy! Kids buckle up."
The big vehicle drove after the motorcyclist. Bumblebee shooed away the smoke from his 'nose' and coughed as they drove away. Ratchet heard about this conversation between the group of friends. He wanted to check this out.
"Really?" He asked, raising an optic ridge as he came forward. "You got the rough spots out using the hot spring?"
The little bee nodded.
Click Click went Bee's happy chirps.He LOVES warm water and the sparkling bubbles that made him feel better about his mute condition. "Okay Bee, just make sure Arachnid isn't anywhere near the hot spring." The Autobot told the mech.
Bumblebee gladly chirped.
TZ-CH-UR-ZH
The black and yellow chevrollet drove out of the base leaving dust to scattere into Ratchet's innocent optics.
"Ah man." Knock Out whined. "I just got these cleaned!"
Bumblebee continued on his way to the desert like enviorment. I wonder... The Camera view zooms towards his window that shined light from the somewhat transparent black glass showing five empty seats.
The rolly light brown mountians gradually met Bee's windowshield.
Almost there. Bumblebee thought as he drove faster.
Knockout is limping over a rocky underpass. Holding the still forming Android in his strong clutch.
"Urgh, Starscream is so good at listing possibilities of the ground holding Maximals!" Knock Out said, with a shudder. He didn't want get dirt, rust, or bite marks into armor. I must drop this Android off at the Autobot Base. No exceptions
Actually he is scaling it. Keeping his back against the bumpy wall.
Voooom!
Knock out turned his head from the dusty dirt that clouded his optics. Gauh! I hate dust! Knock Out complained in his mind. His red optics reopened to find the dust coming from a different direction. My job just got easier.
He involuntary followed the direction of Bumblebee instead of going to the base as planned.
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