All fall down
Part one
Fire spread across the forests of Bali. the humans spread out as the flames licked at their heels and made ash out of the grain, the problem is no one could figure out how it started or why it did. But one thing is for certain it was a short trip to famine for the villagers. But a small hope glimmers as it was, all quiet seeing not a silhouette of an insecticon for miles around. a foolish human would see that with a slither of hope that the day cannot get any worse.
Oh how wrong those humans have been. The humans often said those words and traditionally the day deteriorated into chaos...
Very shortly there was a low humming noise from the western mountain. The Insecticons arrived to add to the chaos. This circled the village in the form of black smoke spiraling upwards blackening the usually blue sky causing an ominous chill to the air.
"I suppose a breakfast meal is out of the' question?" Some one complained. Swerving away from the thick smoke as it interferes with his vision. Causing both disorientation and pain, he shook his head free of ash and soot and looking down at the human stampede with very hungry optics. and unfortunately they were going to fast for him to pick out the children. "Aw man I got no suitable prey or nothing' Shrapnel."
"Patience Mouse as soon as we land and find a good sustainable patch of farm. then you can hunt, but we have to get the all clear to land where there is an intact field from Tyranos, Tyranos." Shrapnel chided as he soared next to Mouse who pouted, "Also that is a double negative, negative."
Mouse was about to snap back that is until he heard his communicator go off.
"This is Tyranos your robotic food reporter I have found something." A voice crackled through their communication radio. Shrapnel pressed the button to reply.
"Go on Tyranos, Tyranos," Shrapnel replied back. Motioning for the few behind him to come forward so they can listen to the report, Tyranos was their contact in the basis of whether there is food or if Megatron wanted to 'enlist' them again, or the humans are harvesting crops.
"I found a small patch of wheat that we can land in, but it's not enough for all of us." He replied back, "So we may have to share."
"Wonderful, you know how testy Ransack is about sharing food, food." Shrapnel replied voice laced with amusement.
"You understand the objective of that statement Shraps…. Tyranos out!" He replied cutting off the link
Tyranos crouched down in the wheat field waiting for the others to arrive, a few moments passed as he stood there all four optics looking around for any danger or his comrades. He hoped that the Autobots didn't arrive to hassle him. it was bad enough with only having one arm to work with, but it is worse because there is only one of him, he also had a advantage (that was proved when he arrived on earth a few months ago,) his four sets of optics usually protected by a visor.
"I suspect kickback found the little package I left him." Tyranos muttered to himself nursing a dent in his shin from this morning, "shame he has as much humor as a door nail."
Meanwhile in the air a large swarm blotted it's way towards the coordinates, The swarm its self was completlt enveloped in a discussion;
Shrapnel looked around at the very grumpy Kickback who had not managed to remove the florescent orange paint from his head yet, as to rub salt in the wounds Ransack had teased kickback all morning and took loads of photographs of the wet and colorful insecticon much to the annoyance of the latter having to fly round painted orange.
"Are you still sore about this morning, morning?" Shrapnel asked and received a curt nod from Kickback who picked off orange from his cheek and cursing Tyranos for a million years. "Speaking of which he found us some food, food." Shrapnel added.
Kickback stopped trying to remove the offending paint from his face to stare incredulously at shrapnel, Tyranos was annoying and rather stupid he has no sense of direction; he plows on ahead and gets lost.
"You are joking? Tyranos couldn't find his way out of his bed let alone to a sustainable food source." Kickback replied smirking wryly at Zaion's direction. "But fortunately for us Tyranos is not as retarded as Zaion or as vicious as Ransack."
"Attention all food lovers Autoslaggers have been sighted caution is to be given." Tyranos spoke through the comm. a hint of boredom is apparent in his voice.
"Oh joy gate crashers." Kickback cut in." Where are the coordinates?"
"North by south west…uh on earth," Tyranos replied obviously not concentrating.
"Idiot," Kickback grumbled shutting off the link.
"What's up with you? You are behaving like Ransack on bath night." Bombshell asked.
"Tyranos. He can't get the coordinates right." Kickback replied, smirking.
Mouse however, practically itched to crack a few Autobot heads together in many violently gory ways, which is why many fear him, once Mouse is on the battle field many back off and let him do his job and despite most situations he does it well, well most of the time anyway.
"C'mon already lets go und kick some auto flagger heads!" Mouse shouted, looking around only to see miles of smoke. "What next nuclear soap bars?"
Of course as if on cue Zaion pulled out an ominous glowing soap cake, Kickback face palmed. It was like a conundrum where Zaion would just happen to pull something from his subspace, Just to annoy him. (Although Kickback was already in a bad mood from the orange paint bath earlier).
"Thanks mouse." He said perturbed at the thought of Zaion induced panic.
Mouse grinned. "You're welcome," he replied.
Meanwhile in the wheat field Tyranos spied on the Autobots suddenly his radio started throwing a fit, the Autobots stiffened and stared at the wheat patch as Tyranos hammered it with his fist, this caused it to squeal more, in frustration he poked his head out into the open, all for optics focused on the offending screechy radio.
"You accursed radio," He screeched just as loud as the malfunctioning item, his two left optics suddenly snapped to the side taking in the Autobots and their human comrade.
Tyranos turned his head towards them all optics locked, this blinded him to danger from behind as the crash of a shot rolled up and down them all, Tyranos could only blink as searing pain shot through his systems, energon made its self known out of the corners of his mouth and dripping off his chin, he just smiled as he fell to his knees
In the shadows a figure lowers his weapon to reload as soon as the reload was complete the shadow trailed his blaster to hit between the optics, "Your mine."
Suddenly the figure felt pressure on the back of his neck.
"Now you're mine," the voice hissed pulling the other transformer to his feet and out into the open, not a whisper of sound escaped the present transformers save for Tyranos's pained intakes, now the wound is more noticeable it missed his spark but managed to rip through a major fuel line. But still he smiled.
"Hey Sacky it certainly a bad day," Tyranos grumbled getting up stumbling slightly facing the stunned autobots, as soon as the motion was completed all hell broke loose as Iron hide shot at both Ransack and the mystery transformer hitting the ground near their feet.
"I do believe the human expression rhymes with Ticking Tell." Ransack snapped pulling out his own weapon and started returning fire. "Or…"
"I get the point," Tyranos snapped wiping energon from his chin as he shot titanium tipped arrows at the autobots, "Besides since when do you care about fleshie expletives?"
"Well...Since when did you get to be so clever?" Ransack retorted ducking as a laser flew at his head, it was Bumblebee aiming his weapon at them, apparently taking advantage of the Insecticon's brief inattentiveness
More smoke shot up into the air alerting Shrapnel who banked towards the commotion drawing out his rifle, as he spotted the autobots and started firing at them as Mouse charged barreling into Sunstreaker fangs poised ready to inject paralytic toxin in the stunned Autobot
Mouse hissed savagely, clicking his fangs as though he tasted Sunstreaker's fear it tasted satisfyingly sweet, Mouse was sadistic and longs for fear and also enjoys causing it.
Zaion on the other hand zipped past the advancing Autobots weaving in and out dishing out a good amount of damage to those he could take a punch at namely Bumblebee.
"Is it me or are the Insecticons multiplying?" Bumblebee remarked as he felt his head collide with the floor and the sound of laughter.
"Yes I do believe so," Preceptor answered blasting Kickback out of the sky and onto Bombshell in a tangled heap on the floor.
Tyranos was brought out of battle induced adrenaline rush with a painful thump. As his pain receptors blazed furiously, he gasped, energon splatters the floor as he coughed. this moment of distraction gave Prowl the opportunity to open fire on Tyranos knocking him into the mud.
Mouse meanwhile debated weather to kill Sunstreaker now or toy with him, "You are a feisty little bot ain't ya lets se how much spunk you really have." Mouse grinned injecting his captive with his own venom cocktail.
Sunstreaker struggled wildly and was released and mouse just watched, the name was misleading he was not like what his name suggests; true that name was given to him when he had scanned his 'beast' mode.
"You stupid Insect what did you inject me with?" Sunstreaker spat. trying to focus his optics on the said Decepticon.
"One I am an Arachnid and secondly I like to observe my 'lab rats' and record the affects of any venoms I inject."
Meanwhile the battle raged out of control as several soldiers on both sides received injuries, amidst the chaos the mystery transformer slid away without detection, most of the combatants were to preoccupied to care.
Shrapnel dove for cover pulling Bombshell with him he was hurt when mystery aimed for one of the Autobots possibly deliberate attempt to kill them, Shrapnel watched as more of their army was felled.
"This is hopeless we must retreat." Kickback's voice rang out from the midst of the battle, what ever he said next was drowned out by the sheer racket of laser fire
"A warrior does not flee from battle!" Ransack bellowed over the noise.
"Any sensible warrior would retreat before we lose any more comrades!"
Ransack was about to retort that is until a burning pain shot through his frame causing him to gasp, apparently Mystery snuck behind Ransack as soon as his back was turned and fired right into a fuel line, rupturing it.
"I hate that bot." Ransack Grumbled whirling around and firing at Mystery before receiving a laser to the forehead, knocking him into the mud.
Kickback headed for a bush for some form of protection from the cross fire, as if to make matters worse the main Decepticons arrived adding to the chaos, Kickback Laid Ransack beside him and watched the events unfold from there.
"Oh here comes trouble." He muttered looking at Starscream in particular with a hint of amusement.
"Why on earth is HE doing here?" Ransack rumbled from the floor glaring around, it hurt to move seeing as the laser damaged his neural circuits.
"Oh to give us migraines, " Kickback grumbled looking down at his comrade, noting that if they don't get back to their base, many will go offline, Ransack included. "Just lay still you'll make those wounds worse than they are already."
"Pfft you're not so good your self," Ransack replied.
Kickback faced Ransack looking annoyed.
"Ransack."
"Yes."
"Be quiet okay."
Ironhide managed to blast Zaion off his feet and into the forest, he went over to the unconscious bumblebee to pull the young mech to safety. ducking laser fire and now more from the right as Starscream charged in, blasting at the Insecticons and Autobots.
Kickback hit the dirt as a grenade hit the ground behind their hiding spot t6hrowing a huge rock in Kickback's shoulder rendering it useless, Kickback brought his hand up to stem the flow of energon from the protruding object it pierced his shoulder causing pain and numbness.
"How did we get into this mess? Now we should retreat before someone actually goes offline," Kickback grumbles as he notices Tyranos lying a few feet away, Kickback irrationally dived out of cover trying to reach what was left of his comrade. Full system shut down was imminent.
Mystery shot at Mouse sending him sprawling into the back of Cyrus who was at that time facing off against Jazz. They both landed in a untidy heap on the floor. Mystery then turned his weapon onto Jazz then towards Spike, who tried to dodge the shot aimed at him.
Spike did not know what hit him.
As soon as Jazz turned his back a crash of a gunshot rang out and the sound of a scream nearby. to the horror of the autobot it was Spike's Scream of pain and terror as blood splattered the ground. And all Mystery did was grin evilly heading towards the bushes.
"Come out, come out wherever you are!" Mystery cooed rustling the bushes, searching for something or someone. "You can run but you can't hide!"
Ransack had actually moved from the bushes and into the forest, Mystery knew his target well. he knew the first thing a wounded 'animal' would go into is shelter away from the hunter. This was the whole point of the game to corner Ransack with no way to escape, and then kill him preferably in eyeshot of his comrades.
"Fat Chance." Ransack muttered from under the fern bushes, he was wounded and unarmed and Mystery was hunting him to finish the job he started. "I am not running from him."
"Your leaking Energon insect. you leave a good trail for me to follow." Mystery called out voice louder and even closer this time, in fact it was right over where Ransack was hiding, he only has twelve seconds to move before Mystery blasted the area.
"Also you don't have long before you offline. how about you surrender now and let me put you out of your misery or resist and make it difficult for yourself," Mystery shouted. "COME OUT YOU COWARD AND FACE ME LIKE A REAL MECH!"
Mystery was right and Ransack knew it, but overall it turned out to be a pretty good day at first, shame it had deteriorated down to this, wounded and helpless, Mystery knew about them somehow it's not like they had done him any personal wrong..Did they?
"I am no coward, I'll make him pay for that comment." Ransack muttered to himself deeply insulted by the comment.
Somewhere else a large figure loomed in the shadows taking aim at Mystery, of course the latter was too busy stalking Ransack to notice, until the shot fired nicking his shoulder, the action gave Ransack a chance to make a bee line towards Mystery. Suddenly a fire ball ignited the forest splitting the three transformers up Mystery and Ransack on one side and Zaion on the other, although the scene was just as bad out in the open, the human is dead and several other humans are dying
Most of the Autobots have taken to cover and Starscream was nowhere in sight possibly hiding, Shrapnel looked over at his fallen comrades and those who are still standing, deciding it was safe to assume that there are survivors.
Optimus had called a retreat due to the catastrophic battle a moment ago it had cost Spike his life, as they headed home Ratchet had carried Sunstreaker to Optimus's trailer due to the venom Mouse had injected him with prevented any form of transformations or general movements he cannot do a field patch up job because he has no anti venom for situations like this.
Shrapnel walked across the blackened floor to where Kickback was sitting. "We must leave Shrapnel." Kickback said as soon as He saw Him.
"No we can't, we can't." Shrapnel stated. Pointing to what is left of the wheat patch; Kickback shook his head and gesturing to the others.
"If we don't get back to our base we'll lose half of our comrades." Kickback replied grimly pulling Tyranos into a standing position while holding him up. At this point several of the insecticons started picking themselves up from the battle ground most were banged up pretty badly several had already off lined permanently.
"Let's get out of here." Bombshell remarked stemming the energon from a slash on his chest plating, looking around at the others.
Mystery stood at a stand off with Ransack both unarmed, poised ready to strike the other, "A warrior does not run from battle!" Ransack declared glaring.
"Then you are foolish insect!" Mystery shouted back, both were silhouetted against the flames that lashed out behind them trying to stare each other down and also though trying to pin point the other's weaknesses, Mystery had thought his plan through.
"You are right I can't run but unlike most wounded animals I CAN and WILL fight back!" Ransack spat heading right for Mystery, who looked mildly surprised, then it turned to full on shock as he felt a fist collide with his dental plating fracturing it and himself landing hard into the ground.
"You are wounded and why is it you can still stand up?!" Mystery shrieked his scream slurred due to his broken dental plate, he winced as the sensation of pain shot through his jaw line. Mystery struggled to his feet.
"I don't give up and I am very persistent." Ransack answered back taking another swing at mystery, hitting this time his left optic shattering it, "That first punch you got was the grudge of shooting Tyranos, the second one was for being a general pain."
Mystery looked up at the advancing insecticon with a hint of worry. He struggled to reach his weapon the action was stopped when Ransack grabbed Mystery's arm twisting it and pulling it out of its socket, he bent over to his captive.
"Lets see how much this hurts?" He whispered ripping the arm clean off earning a scream from Mystery, Ransack nodded in satisfaction dropping the arm, "A lot actually it seems." He chuckles.
Mystery sat up glaring at Ransack, he slowly pulled out a energon machete and throwing it right at the insecticon's back where it embedded deep into his chassis, Mystery got up twisting it deeper. Pulling it out Mystery grinned licking the energon off the blade and grabbing Ransack by his head turning him over as mystery sat on him while whispered into his audio quietly and with a sickening calmness to the tone.
"Let's just say that was payback for tearing out my arm Locust." Mystery whispered drawing his arm up ready to thrust the machete down into Ransack's spark chamber. "Do me one favour Insect."
"Oh what is that?!" Ransack Hissed back
"Please Die!" Roared Mystery Slamming the machete down
It never got a chance to swing as Mystery found himself thrown into the ground again and his 'captive' flying right at him; there was no time to scream as a fist slammed down onto his helm Hard. Crushing the delicate components within, Mystery then felt a crushing blow hit his torso He screeched as pain exploded out from where his chest plate was struck with such force he heard it shatter. Mystery was forced into stasis due to the pain and severe shock.
"Slag you and all your kind!" Mystery cursed before submitting to stasis lock.
Ransack stood up covered in energon, his systems flared with pain as the energy rush wore off, casing him to fall backwards looking up at the sky he cursed the whole fiasco and the whole planet in general, getting up on his hands and knees first before standing up and heading to where Zaion must be located.
"As if the day cannot get any more annoying," He muttered, heading northwards.
Kickback meanwhile gathered up his comrades. While he was keeping is optics out for Mystery; he also had that feeling that he forgot someone. That did not matter to him as he got ready to fly back to base; the day was a complete mess. Mouse, Cyrus and Tyranos are wounded, Ransack is missing and presumed terminated and as though things can't get any worse Starscream appeared. landing in robot mode in front of Shrapnel, smirking.
"Your food hunt not working bug?" Starscream asked taking in the human casualties with contempt, Shrapnel was unfazed he gathered himself up put a hand to a cut across his nose component and glared right at the seeker.
"Why are you here seeker, seeker?" He asked unnaturally calm despite the extremeness of the situation and the threat of Mystery who would undoubtedly try to finish them off one by one.
In the far of distance Zaion came out of the woods. More like crawled out dragging his broken leg behind him, leaving a trail of fluid behind him as he came over to Kickback who looked surprised
"Zaion where is Ransack?" Kickback asked fully aware of the answer.
"Vanished." Zaion replied unhelpfully, "A fireball erupted just as the blow of doom was about to be blowed."
Kickback sighed looking around at all the dead humans and now smouldering forest then back at Starscream, who's smirk grew wider at the assembled Insecticons.
Zaion tested to see if he could stand on his leg. He stood but later regretted it as it gave out sending him sprawling onto his back, grumbling Zaion stood back up balancing on one leg. Zaion grinned at Kickback who rolled his optics at the larger insecticon.
"Captain insane seems to be ok; I can't say the same for your other 'friends'." Starscream chided with a cruel smile most of the Insecticons exchanged glances.
Zaion glared, "Well If that trigger happy lunatic had not shot Tyranos; Ransack wouldn't have disappeared." He grumbled looking annoyed, "One more thing. I am hungry." He added. His anger dissipating slightly and Starscream already irritated at the days events taken place so far he restrained from killing them all.
"Mighty Megatron needs your assistance bug." He said turning towards Shrapnel.
"So, What is in it for us, for us."
Meanwhile ransack had managed to get as far away from the previous battle ground trying to distance himself from Mystery to avoid any more damage to his person, obviously he can take care of himself but he was now unarmed. A bush rustles and something flies straight at Ransack, knocking him into a tree and pinning him there.
"I want the data pads to the null void chamber!" The transformer spat taking out a probe like object that sparked ominously.
"Don't have it, at least not any more Jhiaxus." Ransack replied triumphantly, Jhiaxus scowled activating the probe.
"Oh now that's a shame. Looks like you're not going to talk. So I'll ask again; where is the key to the null void?" Jhiaxus replied coldly adjusting the probe controls.
Ransack said nothing.
"Do you know what this is insecticon?"
"Let me guess, a big pole with a round thingy on top?" Ransack questions back.
"Cheekiness gets you nowhere boy." Jhiaxus responds. testing the probe on the bark inches from Ransack's head, burning the bark clean off the tree, "You don't want to get this in to your internals do you? He asked sweetly. "Now where is it where is the null void Key?!"
"I ain't giving it to you now and I certainly won't give it to you if you poke me to death." Ransack growled amused by the expression on Jhiaxus's face. but silently cursed at the slip of the vocaliser.
"Slag."
"Oh so you do have it...Hand it over bug!"
"No."
"Last chance," Jhiaxus said growing weary of the insecticon's stubbornness. he set the probe under Ransack's armpit, "Tell me now and there will be no reason for you to get hurt….yet."
"What ya gonna do talk me to death?" Ransack asked with a small chuckle, Jhiaxus seethed furiously.
"So you are a wise guy huh, you are as irritating….no more annoying than that Myriah kid; you are going to give it to me." Jhiaxus stated setting it to high voltage, "Even if I have to offline you."
"And I will continue to deny you the key, either way Jhiaxus." Ransack said smugly only to earn him a shock of his life as the probe made contact with the wires under his arm joint, he hid his pain from his voice. "By the smelters that hurts!"
"Now then tell me where the other Insecticons are?" Jhiaxus asked holding the probe in place, looking for answers.
"I rather eat road kill." Ransack spat back grabbing Jhiaxus's shoulder and pushed him off and trying to distance himself from the crazed Transformer.
Jhiaxus managed to keep his footing hissing at the Insecticon before him. Snarling but staring at the ground thinking of a good plan.
Ransack on the other hand decided he would slink away. Unnoticed, this was against his programming but some times the best thing to do in any given situation is to flee as quickly as possible.
"Scraplets," He cursed making a run for it or at least tried to. He was not the quickest of the Insecticons but at least he got a good distance from Jhiaxus and Mystery. Making a beeline towards the field, "A quiet day having lunch is too much to ask apparently." He continued to complain; Mostly to himself.
Kickback spotted someone coming for them he got out his rifle but relaxed as he saw who it was but he also noticed the state Ransack was in enegon trailing behind him, and if it was possible to tell he was in a panic.
"What's up with you and why do you have energon coming from your left servo?" Zaion asked, falling flat on his face because of a broken leg. "It also looks like you just seen a ghost."
Ransack turned around to glare at Zaion, "A ghost. Are you out of your crazy mind, It was Jhiaxus." He spat waving his arms in a temper, clipping mouse in the face with his own arm in the process.
"Ow! Ransack watch where you are swinging your servos!" Mouse yelled from his new position on the ground, "Jhiaxus? Are you sure he is not your uncle?"
Shrapnel frowned at the mention of Jhiaxus.
Oh ha ha very amusing," Ransack replied not at all amused. He sounded like a raving Looney right about now but right now he did not care he wanted to rave and rant about the encounter.
Shrapnel looked over, concerned because of all the scratches and dents all over his comrade's body, but at the same time to see his friend alive was reassuring.
"Insecticons…." Shrapnel began pulling Mouse to his feet and noting Ransack swaying on the spot. "Lets go home, home." He added as he took off with Kickback, he went into stasis a few moments ago.
"Finally you have some sense." Mouse chided, grinning despite his now cracked dental plates.
Shrapnel chuckled slightly looking behind him to see if the others caught up in the same fashion, "You know mouse, mouse." He began.
"What Shrapnel?" Mouse replied with his own question.
"Ransack is not lying about Jhiaxus, Jhiaxus." Shrapnel answered, he decided to continue at the look on Mouse's face, "Not really, he did know him. He was one of the mercenaries Jhiaxus sent after the DRA. Ransack after a while and quite naturally turns on his 'comrades' and joins the resistance, resistance." Shrapnel explained.
"He did?" Mouse asked looking over his shoulder at Ransack. "How does Jhiaxus know that we are here?
Shrapnel nodded, "Yes. Jhiaxus had found out quite a lot about us, about us." Shrapnel began trying to find the right words; he thought better of it and closed his mouth.
Mouse chewed on Shrapnel's answer for a while, "Shrapnel." He began. "What are we going to do about Jhiaxus?"
"Mouse lets not worry about that just yet, just yet." He replied looking over his shoulder. As Starscream was coming right at them, "What we must worry about is getting our comrades back to base, base."
Cyrus decided to use a smoke screen. This helped them get some distance away from starscream, not a lot but quite a distance.
"Well." Cyrus began. "This is a pointless day, like a Shakespeare play."
"Cyrus shut up with the lame wheelie act. You are as pathetic as the real thing," Ransack grumbled. Most of his body ached all over due to the 'cattle prod' hitting his neural wires and damaging them.
For the remainder of the journey, they rarely spoke; they continued to fly all through the rest of the day. Occasionally Kickback would tell Zaion to quieten down (although this could be seen as reversed.) They arrived a little past sunset in bali. It had been a long day for all concerned.
"Bout time you came back Shrapnel." A voice rang out as the convoy of still functioning insecticons landed at the entrance to their nest. "What the frell happened?"
"Not now Skywing we need to get our wounded inside." Bombshell chided, shifting the now unconscious Cyrus into a better position. Skywing nodded stepping aside and allowing the injured to pass.
Skywing was the CMO of the colony. This is more of a burden than a proper job considering Zaion the resident lunatic keeps destroying the common room area on a regular basis and nearly him self in one instance.
"Okay bring the worst off into the med bay. As for the rest of you…where the frags have you been?" She asked heatedly, Skywing was also a worrier.
"Skywing listen." Bombshell replied to the CMO's hysteria perfectly calm, "We have been looking for food and we ran into trouble."
"Get in before I give you trouble." She snapped. A very small grin played on her face, "You know, today I managed to get some work done while you were out 'playing'." She added slinking off to collect some equipment.
Bombshell walked in to their den. Which was a huge cave with tunnels carved through it; several data pads were strewn across the makeshift table. Standing there Bombshell looked over at the huge screen and a very small illustration of him tacked to the corner. Bombshell looked at it for a second.
"Skywing you never cease to amuse me." Bombshell muttered quietly.
A sound of muttering made him tear his optics from it to see a very annoyed Tabior the ladybug, he was a technician and rather moody.
"Slaggit Why does every one trail their fluids all over the place?" He grumbled. Looking at the weevil and his usually pallid face flushed scarlet. "Oi! I just cleaned there." He snapped
Bombshell shrugged, "Give it a rest Tabior. The mess you call it is from our dying comrades, Skywing is bringing the stuff as we speak."
Tabior looked miffed but stood quietly. Looking at a spot on the monitor, He was spitting mad at the tiny speck of 'dust', that was Tabior's obsession. Cleanliness and all things neat, Tabior disliked most of them but he is quite tolerant of Shrapnel.
"I keep telling you I am sick of tiding up your bedding every single morning!" Tabior snapped.
Almost tolerant but that is just Tabior's temperament. And right now he was really pissed.
Finally Skywing returned with the medical tools. "Bombshell seeing as you are stable I'll work on you first…oh and Tabior get out of the med bay!" She said and Tabior Did as he was told but looking as though he wanted to throw bleach at her.
"Hold still. I rather not have Tabior scream at me for making a mess." She said rolling her optics.
Bombshell chuckled lightly. It was at the tip of his vocaliser to ask her about the tacked image. But considering that the emperor moth was armed with a arc welder he decided not to. Instead he allowed Skywing to continue her work.
Ransack was waiting for his turn. Tabior mopped the floor looking pissed off. "Leaks she says, LEAKS I like to leak some sense into that femme!" He spat furiously scrubbing a hole in the floor. Ransack at this point had started to nod off. But jumped as Tabior's obnoxious voice reverberated in his audios.
"It sounds as though you are being a tightwad. As usual," Ransack rumbled from his chair, not noticing Tabior short circuiting.
"TIGHT WAD, TIGHT WAD!" Tabior screamed brandishing his cleaning utensil at Ransack furiously, "Says the locust who makes a frellin' mess after I clean up after the last DINNER OF DOOM!" Tabior bellowed.
Ransack moved his head away from the energon coated mop. "Yeesh I said I was sorry." He said weary of Tabior's scrappiness. "Besides manners are for Autobots."
"You never cease to annoy me." Tabior growled lowering the mop, looking at the Energon puddle under Ransack he nearly had a conniption fit. "YOU ARE LEAKING GET YOUR SELF A TOWL OR AT LEAST WASH!" He hollered.
The door banged open there stood Tylin the Head Technician, she was pissed, "Tabior what's got you so worked up about now?" She asked dragging the said bot into the room. Ransack shrugged before going back into a bored stupor.
"Now that should do it." Skywing spoke for the first time since she began her patch up work a few cycles ago. Bombshell flexed his repaired arm and twitched his fingers.
"Skywing," Bombshell began. He decided to ask her why she has a picture of him on the wall; he wanted to be subtle about it "You do know I know about that picture of me on your desk."
"Oh that it was for a medical referencing." She replied covering up the slight flush in her cheek plates.
"Uh huh and any particular reason it is tacked to your desk?" Bombshell asked again.
Skywing was about to answer that is until she heard the sound of gun shots ricocheting off the walls, it was too precise to be Ransack, but too erratic to be Zaion. Besides they were wounded. That leaves only one explanation someone has gotten into their hide out.
"Bombshell now is not the time. Did you hear that?" She squeaked in alarm as the roof came down, burying them in mud and steel both them and anyone else in that section.
A figure loomed above them as they were forced into stasis. Cackling the being picked them up and took them to a hover ship out side.
"Sir we have the insects." A solider announced saluting to the figure.
The figure stood into the light, it was Jhiaxus, he smiled as Tabior was thrown in last, and this gave him intense satisfaction. Revenge was sweet even if it is at the expense of other Decepticons, he longed to destroy the resistance.
"Mystery was expendable but my Mercenary wasn't." He said closing the cargo doors. "Take them to Mydra battle fort and be careful I like my victims intact."
"Yes sir!" A soldier saluted, Getting in the cockpit. Jhiaxus followed opening a letter box window to view the prisoners. He saw that this was the same scenario thirty million vorns ago.
"Looks like events are repeating themselves once more." Jhiaxus intones, looking back at the prisoners, smirking at Skywing and Tabior they will quite easy to break. His renegade Mercenary will be more difficult. And Kickback Jhiaxus scowled.
"A walking padlock, not one person knows how Kickback thinks..." Jhiaxus said. "Unless we have someone who does...as a matter of fact we do"
To be continued……….
