Legend:

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~SOUND EFFECTS~

Thoughts

SHOUTING MENACINGLY or just speaking in a menacing tone

{information that isn't really common}

----- Team Prime's Base -----

A few moments later, Dustraker came out of the back room where he and Prime had worked on Michaels armor. "Man, how long does a bit of armor take?" Michael asked twiddling his thumbs, not noticing the two returning. "Just give them time kid," Ratchet said. "We're done doc." Dustraker said tossing a small pendant to Michael. "Is this the armor?" Michael asked as he placed the pendant on his duster. "Seem's kinda small ain't it?" "It kinda does." Miko said staring at the pendant. "That may be the case," Prime said walking into the room, "but I was told to never judge a book by it's cover." "So what do I do Genr'l?" Michael asked holding on the pendant. "Tap the pendant an' it'll turn inta the armor." Dustraker answered. "Really?" Miko answered. "Yeah, try it lad." Dustraker said as Michael tapped the pendant and armor formed around him.

"This is awesome!" Michael said as he looked at his hands in the armor. He tried taking a step but he fell down. "How do I work it?" he asked "Think 'bout what yer gonna do fore ya do it." The orange cybertronian responded, "Let's try walkin' forward." Michael said walking forward before breaking into a sprint. "Wow, I didn't know Cybertronian tech was so advanced." Raf said looking at the armor. "What do those wings do?" Jack asked as Michael turned his head to view the wings on his back. "Well, ain't wings used for fight?" "They are," Dustraker said, "but they're more used for glidin', jumpin' short distances, and some hoverin' to aim yer rifle." "That makes sense. I'll learn more 'bout this thing through tinkerin'." Michael said as the armor reverted to his pendant before the sound of alarms filled the room.

"What's going on?" Raf asked covering his ears as Ratchet typed away at the terminal. "Prime, you may want to look at this." the medic said as an image appeared on the screen. "The relics." Dustraker said looking at the image. "What are relics?" Jack asked as the cybertronians looked at the terminal, "I don't know," Smokescreen said, "Do you guys?" "The relics are items of immense power." Prime said, "It ain't obvious how many relics there are, nor what they do." Dustraker said shocking the other autobots, "How do you know this?" Ratchet asked, "The relics were a highly guarded secret." "Back when I worked under Megatron," Dustraker answered, "I was sent to look into them, upon learnin' what he wanted to use them for, I decided to keep that to myself while workin' under him."

"Well, are we gonna get these relics?" Wheeljack asked, "They seem to be incredibly powerful." "We will collect all of the relics we can," Prime said in a commanding voice, "in an attempt to preserve and recover Cybertronian culture." "Y'all need to be careful," Dustraker added, "collecting too many, may cause the 'cepticons to track us down." "Ain't life a gamble?" Michael asked catching everyone's attention. "It is lad," Dustraker responded, "but we don't quite know the trackin' ability of the 'cons." "Aren't you trying to get ~cough~ revenge on Megatron?" Bumblee said, "We are," Michael responded, "Then we could form a trap, get to the Relics first, an' set up a trap for the cons!" "I do agree with the young man." Prime said, "Let us try to find the Relics." "I've got a lead Prime" Dustraker said as he typed at the terminal, "Lemme take Michael ann' Bee to do this, I trust 'em."

----- The Nemesis -----

Megatron stood on the bridge of his ship contemplating his next actions. The small Pretender walked up to the Decepticion leader in his Cybertronian form. "What will you do about Dustraker and the human?" Facade asked. "I can handle him my lord." The Elite begged as he knelt down. "Just give me a chance." "I will give you one chance." Megatron said with a growl as the radar identified a Relic nearby. "Go there and don't return unsuccessful." "Yes sir." The elite said as he transformed into vehicle mode and drove off with Facade in the driver's seat. "Knock Out," Megatron said turning his back towards the red and grey medic behind a terminal, "contact the DJD. Tell them their target is Dustraker and that he is on Earth." "Yes my liege," Knock Out nervously said as he typed at the terminal, "Should I call in the Seekers too?" "No." Megatron responded, "One of them is more than enough for me." "The DJD are on their way." Knock Out said, "They should be here within the solar cycle." "Good." Megatronn said with a menacing smirk.

----- Mojave Desert -----

A small group of decepticons scavenge around the middle of the desert as the white Elite and Facade bark around orders. "Listen you stupid drones!" The Elite shouts as the drones gawked at him, "I want you to find that Relic!" "If you bring it to us," Facade said in his human form, "We will not have you destroyed." The drones gawked at each other in a confusion "Just listen to him bots," The Elite said as he jumped down the cliff to meet the drones, "He's young, still trying to earn his scratches. Though I do not know which Relic we are looking for, but do your best to find it and let me or him know." As the Elite said this the drones gave a salute before scouring off to search the surrounding dessert.

After a few moments of searching the Elite had found a Damascus like mace with blue energy flowing from parts of the pattern. "Such a beautiful piece," the Elite said with a chuckle, "Sad to not know what it does." "We should take it back to Megatron." Facade said with a scow, "He'll want it." "I understand," The Elite responded, "but I know that only a single Relic can be used by a Cybertronian at a time, and I feel... connected to this mace, I believe we should wait for the Autobots to arrive and test it on them." "Why does Lord Megatron not wipe your systems?" Facade asked. "Because I am considered your superior as I have been alive for more than a cycle."

Behind a large rock stood, or rather crouched, Dusraker, Bumblebee and Michael, now in his armor, observing the drones as they stumbled around the landscape. "Do ya think they've found anythin?" Michael asked as he readied his rifle down towards a few drones, watching them bumble about not really searching for anything. "Doesn't ~cough~ look like it." Bumblebee said as he scanned the environment. "Should we start fighting?" Michael asked as the Cybertronians put us their face masks, "Open fire." Dustraker said, launching a volley of arrows into the sky.

As the trio ran into the area, firing upon Decepticion drones, they saw two that stood out, Facade and the white Elite standing upon a rock. "You're too late Dustraker!" Facade shouted as he transformed into his true form drawing an energon sword, "We have the Relic already!" "Then we'll take it back!" Michael shouted as he fired one round at Facade. "I'd like to see you try!" the Elite shouted as he rushed down towards Dustraker.

"Genr'l!" Michael shouted as he tossed away his rifle, "I need a blade and shield!" "THE SUIT SHOULD MAKE SOME!" Dustraker shouted as he dodged the mace wielding Elite who knocked up a dust cloud. "You're weak human." Facade said as he delivered a slash to Michael's armor as he jumped back, the wings on his suit propelling him slightly upward. Think on what you want. Michael thought as he imagined a sword and shield, causing his armor to create a sword and shield from parts of his armor. "Pfft, you wish to fight in melee with a much stronger foe?" Facade said as he pushed down Michael's sword with grimace in his eyes.

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"You're getting on in cycles Dustraker!" the Elite shouted as he twirled around the mace, causing it to glow a vibrant blue. "I think it's time you fall!" "That won't happen!" Dustraker shouted as he rammed into the Elites torso knocking him back a bit. The Elite then spun the mace about giving off a bright blue glow before rushing up to Dustraker and bashing into him with the edge of the mace. As Dustraker flew back from the hit, a large blue portal opened up directly behind Dustraker and sucked him in before closing. "Dustraker!" Bumblebee shouted as he rushed at the Elite. "I'll take you out too scout!" The Elite sais twirling the mace as it glowed a vibrant blue. Bumblebee jumped back dodging the attacks until he got directly behind Michael and Facade. "Scrap." Bumblebee said as he watched the Elite sweep down with the mace, sending Bumblebee, Facade and Michael into a blue portal. "Well, that's one way to deal with them." The Elite said with a cackle, "I'll tell Megatron of Facades untimely demise."