The Giant Appears
Wheeljack knelt. His instruments
were giving off readings that didn't make sense in relation to Megatron's
destruction. The energy had completely disappeared, like it had been instantly
converted elsewhere. According to thermodynamics, the energy would have had to
go into heat. Yet Wheeljack's data was such that the energy of the explosion no
longer existed no temperature change was recorded in the area of the blast, and
his measurements indicated that even with no heat created, energy had still
been conserved. He was puzzled. He turned his sensors to find sources of
energy that were not present during the battle. And then he found it, a huge
mammoth energy supply greater than anything he had seen. And it was mobile.
Wheeljack checked its movements. According to his calculations, the source
would reach them in about two minutes. He looked up. In the distance he could
see it. It was like a robot, but of unimaginable height. Wheeljack wondered if
anyone else saw it. The creature was gargantuan. He appeared to be as large as
a planet. Wheeljack quickly knew that he was no larger than half the being's
hand. The Gundams would only be slightly larger. The robot walked slowly toward
them. Evidently it had no idea where it was or who anyone was.
On the top
of the ridge, all of the others except Dinobot had gathered. Here, they began
to erect markers for their fallen comrades. It completely absorbed their
attention. T.K. and Patamon set up Piccolo's marker while Hoover put
Salamander's. Spiderman's was handled by Michelangelo. Seahorse's marker was
planted by Kerensky. Sailor Jupiter could not bring herself to look at Sailor
Mercury's. It was a sad scene all in all. Matt comforted T.K. Sailor Jupiter
cried quietly on Churchill's shoulder. Sage went back into his subarmor and
Tenchi let his power go as well. Charmander had to be consoled by Winston and
Joe Dumars. Weregarurumon watched over the scene and felt somewhat
apprehensive. No one had said anything about going home. This was the logical
next step. He sniffed the air and did not like what he found. Meanwhile Trowa
and Quatre looked over the land they had just fought on. Power's Hill was down
from the ridge. That had been Megatron's last stand. The landscape was as if he
had never been there except for the swath of desert due to the explosion. Birds
still sang. The two Gundam pilots were content to listen until they realized
the music had stopped. They turned and saw the monolith that Wheeljack had
detected earlier. Was it foe or their ride home?
Dinobot
gazed at the new arrival, still some distance away. He saw the head with its
menacing two horns. The green eyes were visible from where he was. The wings
too, they were orange with thin structures. The middle was chambered and red,
the feet large and white. They were like walking flat tripods. Dinobot had seen
enough. It was time to think. This description was familiar. Where was it?
This was certainly a figure from Autobot/Maximal Military history, but who? Dinobot
knew the answer was at the tip of his tongue. A planet that destroys
everything in its path. It transformed to become the largest transformer ever. Dinobot
knew these details were right, but he could not conclude what. Maybe the
matrix can stop it. It can. What do you know about it lad? I don't, I just have
this feeling. Dinobot knew that a further review just after this point
would lead him to the answer. Destroy Unicron! Kill the grand Pooh-Bah!
Eliminate the toughest stain! Dinobot realized the truth. Unicron was here.
And they were all in his way. This was the greatest danger that could have
possibly happened.
Hoover
looked up and saw the towering robot. And then he saw Dinobot running toward
him. "What's up, Dinobot?" Dinobot was not in the mood to waste words, "We all
must leave quickly, now even." Churchill was disturbed by such a request. "What
is it Dinobot, if you're not willing to duke it out it must be real bad." "Unicron
is here!" shouted the maximal. "Unicron, not THE Unicron?" asked a now
disconcerted Churchill. "Yes, Orson Welles voice and everything," answered
Dinobot. "Shoot, with his size, he'll be on us before we know it. We'll need to
retreat, everyone to the base!" A large-scale melee ran from the towering giant
who now was almost on him. Unicron realized that the group running from him
might be a threat. He scanned their data. All had some power, and some had more
power than others. But there was one who had the most power of all. That power
had to be eliminated before it was used against him. He opened his mouth and
sent a fiery gaseous blast at where he thought they were headed. The base
exploded in a fireball. All within were decimated, with no chance of recovery.
The gang knew that they had lost Hawkeye, Hornblower, Herschel, and Ryan. More
casualties to add to the list.
Dinobot
decided something needed to be done. He had now to act. He turned from running
and faced the other way. "I'll slow him down," he said. Trowa and Quatre looked
at the Maximal warrior. They realized he was not kidding. They knew too that he
would not be enough even to slow down the hulking villain. "We're staying too,"
voiced Quatre as he and Trowa got into their Gundams. Heavyarms Custom and
Sandrock aligned themselves with Dinobot. They could smell the fight to come,
but they would have one more ally. Matt stopped running as well. He looked at
Weregarurumon and the two nodded in agreement. They would stay as well. The
rest of the group slowed its pace and eventually stopped. T.K. ran up to Matt
and looked up at his big brother painfully. "Matt, are you really going to
fight?" Matt looked at Churchill and then at T.K. "I have to do this, T.K. Just
get out of here. I'm sure some new plan will come up and they'll need you. If I
get back then we can be together. I'm sure you can take care of yourself.
Remember there is always someone here for you." David and Leon glanced at each
other and knew what the other was thinking. "Right, then the rest of us will
meet in that forest to discuss our next move and make yet another plan," Leon
spoke with somewhat of a foreboding tone. Robert gravely stared at the ground,
he felt bad for T.K. because of the dangers of what Matt was doing. Billy tried
to look optimistic, but succeeded in looking as if he had a stomachache. David
seemed inspired, however, as if there was something in those words that he
grasped and no one else did. The group headed toward the forest. The last line
of defense stood ready.
Unicron bore down on them with
massive strides. Compared to him they were nothing but mice. He barely noticed
them except for their energy ratings. The source had turned to face him. He
must destroy it now. After that there were the other sources with which he
would deal. He fired his eye laser at the group opposing them, scattering them
temporarily. The laser made an immense crater on the ground. His opponents were
dilapidated around it. He moved to step on the nearest. It got away. Unicron
fired around mouth blast which missed the armor suits, but took out a good deal
of forest. Unicron looked. He would dispense with the power now before it had a
chance to respond. He sought it out around him. Then he found it, he honed in
on it. But a sharp hit in his foot caused him to recoil from attacking the
power.
Dinobot saw Unicron's huge body go
after Matt. He did not why it had done so, but he had intervened by firing his
laser into the foot of Unicron. The Maximal knew his task was enormous, but he
did not care. They had to make it. If his death was the only way for it, then
so be it. He drew his sword. The point quivered as Unicron's massive head
looked down. Dinobot was so small, so miniscule, that Unicron could think of
squashing a fly. "Fool, you dare attack me, very well, you shall be
obliterated." Dinobot charged. He dodged a foot and some laser fire,
somersaulting. Once in the rear of Unicron, Dinobot opened eye laser fire on
his rear. He leaped just after and drove his sword into the leg of Unicron. The
cut was small, but Dinobot had to do something. He bashed into the leg with his
fists, the futility of his action apparent with every swing. Unicron shook his
leg, and Dinobot flew into some of the rocks of Devil's Den. Unicron fired an
eye laser shot there. Dinobot knew he could not dodge this one. He grimaced as
the shot overcame him. After it had passed, he looked up. He would die
honorably at least as the acidic breath of Unicron now consumed him. Dinobot
was no more.
Weregarurumon surged with power. However,
Trowa observed, it was the wild flickering of a candle before it went out. Matt
and his digimon were ready to take vengeance for Dinobot. "Go get him,
Weregarurumon, make him pay!" Matt watched from the distance. Weregarurumon
jumped on Unicron and began to climb the titan. Unicron ignored the wolf and
reached down. He grabbed Matt and began to squeeze. This was the power that he
had feared and now he would extinguish it.
WOLF CLAW!
The attack from Weregarurumon hit his nose, leaving a mark,
but no more. Weregarurumon kicked viciously at the nose to distract Unicron. He
tried punching it as well. He bit at it. Nothing seemed to work. He went down
the arm to help Matt. Running the length of Unicron's arm, Weregarurumon pulled
and pulled at the robot's fingers to free the trapped Matt. But this struggle
was too much for him, and he became Gabumon once more. Gabumon continued to
attack a finger.
BLUE BLASTER!
Unicron reached other and grabbed the rookie digimon. He
crushed both him and Matt and threw them into the air, where his laser played
merry havoc. The boy and digimon were gone. Unicron looked for the next great
power. He began moving toward another source when two somewhat larger objects
stopped him. Unicron would now deal with this threat.
Trowa and
Quatre knew that Unicron was headed for the others. It was their turn to
sacrifice themselves to stop it in the hopes that Churchill would formulate a
plan that would stop the creature. Heavyarms Custom stood in front, unloading
all of its bullets into the colossus. He was barely denting it. Yet Unicron
seemed occupied for the moment, and Trowa was thankful for that. The other
Gundam, Sandrock, had been zipping around Unicron's legs. Quatre had moved in
with heat shorters. He slashed into the legs of Unicron. His efforts were
making little difference in the situation. Unicron tired moving around to shake
Sandrock loose. An eye laser shot took out one of the heat shorters. Quatre
slung the other one into the knee of Unicron. It made little difference. Sandrock
pulled out the beam submachine gun and moved back toward Trowa.
Heavyarms
Custom had continued to fire bullets into Unicron. But now the huge beam
machine guns were empty. Unicron reached toward them. Trowa let the missiles
fly. They impacted into Unicron, but damage was minimal. The hulking robot was
just too much for him. The guns slid off. It was up to Quatre to slow him down
now. Quatre had the submachine gun up and operating. It was not producing
results. He fired the homing missiles and emptied the Vulcan guns on the head
into the monster as well. Yet Unicron again fired on them. They dodged. The gun
emptied. There was only one option left, the self-detonation devices. Quatre
and Trowa both knew that those would have to be it. Otherwise they had no
chance. They quickly exited their Gundams; the timer was set. Unicron picked up
his latest menaces (the Gundams) and began to crush them together in his hands.
The devices blew up right then. Trowa and Quatre hid in the bushes and looked
out into the clearing. There was Unicron, slightly damaged, looking for his
next target. The Gundam pilots could not believe it. The monster was not stopped for a moment. The two now hoped that
Churchill and the others had thought of something.
