Heavy footsteps reverberated off the metal walls of the empty hallway, empty, that is, save for five of what seemed to be giant alien robots. Except that on Cybertron, these said robots home-planet, they're of relatively small size. So that rules out giant and alien, and as for being robots? They prefer the term Autobot.
Suddenly, quicker, heavier footsteps could be heard down the hall, followed by yelling and laughing.
"What was that?" One of the Autobots, a very short, yellow one, in fact, asked in a panicked voice. He looked to a red-and-blue Autobot on his left, then to another one on his right. This other was white with blue highlights.
"Don't know," The white and blue 'bot said, "But it sounds like someone's in trouble."
"I'd know the sound of that voice anywhe-" The red-and-blue one started, when suddenly two other robots flashed down the hallway towards them. One was gray, white, and blue, the other gold, black, and blue.
"Look out!" The gray one shouted, its arm shot out to an abnormally long length and shoved the Autobots into a nearby wall.
The stunned Autobots quickly got to their feet to chase after them, when a familiarly annoyed voice sounded from behind them.
"Just look at what those insubordinate rebels did to me," The newly arrived Autobot, who was usually blue and orange, seethed. He was drenched in neon pink paint, some of which was pervading into his armor, "I swear," he bundled his hands into fists, "when I find those… arggh!" His voice trailed off as he growled in absolute fury.
"Sentinel Prime, sir," The blue and white 'bot asked worriedly, "What happened to you?"
"For your information, Jazz," Sentinel said sourly as he turned his glare to the blue and white 'bot, "Those two hooligans just tried to kill me!"
"Oh, I'm sure they were just messin' around-" Jazz began to explain, when Sentinel cut him off.
"Well, as far as I'm concerned, they're both Decepticons," He crossed his arms and turned his back to the other Autobots, his disputatious character kicking in.
"What are you talking about, Sentinel?" The red-and-blue Autobot's eyes widened as his friends behind him gasped.
"Well, Optimus," The pink-painted Autobot addressed his rival, "Didn't you notice anything strange about those two?" He raised an eyebrow in the direction the two presumed Decepticons fled.
"Well, yeah," The yellow and black 'bot smirked, "one of them had really…l-long…arms," His smirk faded away and his eyes widened in terror, he gasped and turned to his other companion, this one being a very large, green Autobot named Bulkhead, whose eyes were wide open as well. Almost simultaneously, heavy footsteps could be heard down the hallway the two supposed Decepticons disappeared down.
The gray escapee appeared followed by a huge Autobot. The right side of this Autobot's body was orange, the other blue. The Autobot behemoth had put a gag and stasis cuffs on the Decepticon.
Sentinel smiled, "Ah, nice work, Safeguard, you caught one of the Deceptico-" The gray Cybertronian struggled in vain against the stasis cuffs at his remark, it seemed as if the 'con was shouting angrily beneath the gag.
As the Decepticon continued struggling, the Autobots behind Sentinel gasped. And with good reason, the Decepticon looked almost exactly like Long Arm Prime, an Autobot traitor with the ability to stretch out his limbs to incredibly long lengths, hence his given name, who had turned out to be a shape-shifting Decepticon in disguise, called Shockwave. The only obvious differences between the two were that this 'con was a femme, and that Shockwave was currently locked up in the Elite Guard Prison.