It was mid-afternoon at the Axalon, when Optimus Primal had radioed
the base from grid Otrion. "Optimus to base. I've found the stasis pod and
it's going through the activation sequence," Primal reported. "What's the
status on the protoform?" Rhinox had asked at the console.
"The activation sequence is complete. Tell everyone to get ready to
meet, Tigress." Dinobot, who had overheard what was going on from behind
Rhinox, winced in disgust. Dinobot had never truly understood female
warriors, and could not understand why he was cursed to fight beside them
during his role in the Beast Wars. That was until the unidentifiable aliens
had abducted Tigatron ad Airazor.
About a megacycle later, Optimus had returned with the latest
addition to the Maximal team. Dinobot had taken a glance at Tigress, and he
had noticed that there was something different about his new ally. Instead
of the energetic, peppy, somewhat anxious femme-bot he expected to see, from
his experience with Airazor, he was confronted by a bot who was quiet, and
kind of nervous. A slight sense of insecurity could be seen in her optic
sensors, which was only easily seen by Dinobot but not so much to everyone
else. Primal had walked Tigress into her quarters and she almost immediately
went straight into sleep mode. The next morning Dinobot awoke to a pitiful
sight.
Dinobot had left his room early in the morning and into the training
room for his daily morning work out. The room had been engineered by Rhinox
based on a concept that Dinobot had bestowed. It was designed in such a way
that the user would connect his or her optics into the ship's computer, and a
simulated image of Predacon practice targets would appear in the user's mind.
The Maximal would then aim his weapon at the target, fire directly at the
wall in the area the target looked like it was in, and the wall would absorb
the energy from the weapon and recycle into power for the ship and the target
would be "destroyed". Dinobot had entered the room and found Tigress in a
training cycle. He had only noticed then how stunning her exostructure was,
since he didn't get all that good a look at her when she had first set foot
inside the base. She had a beast and robot mode approximately like the newly
enhanced Transmetal Cheetor, only with a few more curves, and the halves of
her beast head folded back on her forearms to reveal more feminine hands.
Dinobot had plugged his optics into the training room's computer to
see how she was doing, and he almost gasped at her most poor performance.
Almost everywhere on screen was a banner that continually flashed
"unacceptable". Tigeress turned in the simulated arena, and saw a choppy
computer model figure which appeared to resemble a brown, blue and silver
humanoid. She had unplugged her mind from the computer and saw that it was
the Maximal that she had seen in the Bridge the preceding night. "Oh, uh,
hi......" she started. "I'm Tigeress, the new arrival...you're Dinobot,
aren't you?" Dinobot tried to give nothing away on how he felt about her
inability to destroy a mindless target. "Uh, yes. (snarl)I just came in here
to do my morning exercises. I couldn't help but notice how you are doing on
the practice simulation....it's pretty okay," he managed to cough out, trying
not to bring her down on her first day of work. Tigeress liked the
compliment, but didn't at all think that the raptor was telling the truth.
"Oh, come on. I suck like a Predacon vacuum chamber." Dinobot chuckled at
her little personal riff, but couldn't understand why she felt that way about
herself. "I'm all done in here, if you want to do your business," Tigeress
said to Dinobot and she left. Dinobot never felt all that much compassion
for any Maximal in the past, partly because they never shared the same lust
for battle which he did, and partly due to his past racist Predacon heritage,
but something echoed in his mind that seemed to say "I must help this woman".
Later that morning, Optimus had ordered Dinobot on an Energon mining
mission. Dinobot was on his way into the man-lift, in beast mode, when
Optimus had stalled him for a moment, whispering to him. "....And take
Tigeress with you. You know, just to get her feet wet." Dinobot saw this as
an opportunity to talk to Tigeress, but gave the same inflection of his voice
he always gave just to hide his unusual anticipation. "(growl) If I must.
Although you must admit you are wasting my talents on a task as simple as
this." And with that, Dinobot and Tigeress were on there way, which was a
bit of a disappointment for Cheetor who was starting to develop something of
a schoolboy crush on the new turbo jet-propelled cat-bot.
Dinobot and his companion were on their way to Grid Tobonid and he
started talking to her, who was at the moment staring down at the path in
front of her as she walked. "Tigeress, would you mind if I asked you a bold
question?" Tigeress looked up. "I guess so."
"You and I don't know each other very well, but I can tell that you
don't think all that confidently about yourself, do you?"
Tigeress hesitated. ".........Not especially."
"Why not?"
"Well, I am new here, and I barely know anything about what's going
on with all this Beast Wars jazz. I don't even know why we're fighting with
these "Predacons". Whatever the conflict is about, couldn't Optimus simply
talk to Megatron or whoever's in charge?............I just don't know why we
need to fight."
Dinobot thought of what she had told him for a moment. He had seen
this type of "first-battle-jitters" in young Predacon warriors back in his
day. Unfortunately these "first-battle-jitters" he had observed in the past
only sprang from their nature of self-preservation, not so much as if they
were doing the right thing for Cybertron or not by sending themselves into
battle.
Finally, he spoke. "Tigeress, do you see yourself as a descent
warrior?"
"Well, not exactly......"
"There. There is the problem. You don't think that you could do
well in battle. You fear that if we lose the Beast Wars it would be you to
blame, don't you?"
Tigeress thought for a moment. "....I guess." BULL'S-EYE! Dinobot
had found Tigeress's fault and now he figured out how he could help her.
Dinobot all of a sudden jumped in front of her in a boxing stance. At least
that what he would have called it, if he knew what boxing was. "Here,
Tigeress. Try to punch me in the face." Tigeress backed away, holding her
hands up in front of him. "Oh, no. I couldn't possibly..." Dinobot
realized that the only way he could get this Nervous Nelly to do anything he
said would need to be in a rough manner. "PUNCH ME IN MY FACE, WOMAN!!!"
Dinobot yelled, pointing to his face, which was a move that he had picked up
from what he had heard was a command that may have been given to an American
soldier by his commanding officer. Tigeress was a little scared about what
might happened if she actually did strike the former Predacon, and finally
forced out, ".......Okay. But I don't want to hurt you."
*SMAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKK!!!!!!*
Dinobot fell backwards from the sudden thrust of Tigeress's blow to his blue,
metallic jaw. Tigeress rushed over to him immediately, trying to get him
back on his feet. "Oh, my God! Dinobot! Are you alright???" Dinobot merely
grumbled out "......Eureka....."
Tigeress soon saw where Dinobot was going with his idea whenever they
were alone. Normally under such circumstances, the two Cybertronians would
tell their leader what they have been doing when they mysteriously
disappeared from the Maximal's sight, but both Tigeress and Dinobot knew that
if word had reached Optimus, then they could kiss their training courses
goodbye, with Optimus believing that Dinobot would be to rough with her.
Through the weeks and months, the other Maximals were starting to formulate
theories about where they could possibly be going. If Dinobot had heard the
story that Rattrap had concocted, Rhinox would have to divert all power on
the ship for the CR chamber in order to take care of the kind of damage that
would engulf the wisecracking vermin! Optimus had sent Cheetor on several
scouting missions to attempt to follow Dinobot and Tigeress, but even though
his official function was a Robotic Jungle Patrol, he could never manage to
stay on their trail for more than fifteen cycles. If only Rattrap knew how
accurate his theory was.......
Dinobot had been training Tigeress for all this time, and she was
becoming a more fierce warrior everyday, but still holding the kindness and
intelligence that she had when she first arrived. The training courses had
kept them occupied for the most part, except when Megatron had occasionally
sent out Waspinator to see what was going on out there and getting blown to
scrap on his first hit. Over time, something had happened that neither of
them had expected; they began to show compassion for each other that went
beyond "just being friends". This was surprising for Tigeress, but even more
so for Dinobot, knowing the fact that he was never exactly the most likeable
individual. On the contrary, back when he was in a Predacon platoon some
stellarcycles back, his comrades on a drunken night had on several occasions
elected him as "the least likely Predacon to get some without resorting to a
prostitute". Tigeress admired his warrior skills and veterinary history, as
well as his obvious physique. Dinobot saw that as she was training, Tigeress
was feeling more confident about herself and becoming stronger and more agile
by the decacycle. Her sudden increase in confidence was letting Dinobot see
her true personality, not just the insecure Maximal he had first met that
fateful night. At last Dinobot had thought to himself, "is this the one I've
been looking for all this time? Is Tigeress the one and only that could
really make my existence complete?" Dinobot had thought about this concept
for a while and tried to shake it off without another thought. But then he
always saw Tigeress's beautiful eyes staring into his own, and his conscious
mind continually went offline and switched itself to "wishful calculation
mode".
Even for Waspinator, Megatron was a little surprised seeing him
return to The Darkside in at least 200+ pieces every time he had stepped
outside on his constant recon missions. Megatron knew that something was
going on out there, but he wasn't sure of what. As the kind of Pred Megatron
was, who merely talks to himself for 93% of his Spark's existence, this
situation was no different matter. "Something must be done about this.....
yes. Rampage! Take Quickstrike and Black Arachnia to Grid Tobonid and
destroy any Maximal on sight!" It was a command that both he and Rampage had
heard many times by now. Waspinator who was nearby liked what he had heard
from his leader. "Ooh, Wazzzpinator not know that Megatron care about him so
much," buzzed the deluded insect with his hands folded behind his back. "I'm
not worried about YOU, you dolt! Anything that blows up any of my troops on
such a scale is a threat to my forces." Waspinator grunted out "00101110",
which in Predacon binary code meant an extreme expletive, but that's not
important for the time being.
Dinobot was sparring with Tigeress, and this was an exercise that
both of them enjoyed above other activities. It gave them a chance to see
how their skill was as well as their opponent. It also gave them an idea of
what they were dealing with in the event that they, as humans would put it,
"go all the way", before crossing that line. In the distance, they both
heard a rumbling. This was an ample opportunity for Dinobot to "quiz" his
pupil. "What is that, Tigeress?" he asked her. Tigeress cupped her auditory
receptors in the area from where the noise originated. Slowly she gave a
description of the incoming object. "Predacons.....three of them.......
sounds like Rampage is with them........can't make out the other two.........
about, 30 clicks north by northeast," she explained pointing her hand out.
Dinobot's mind twitched a bit erotically as she said "make out" just then,
but shook it off almost immediately. He pulled out his electron sword and
slasher shield in preparation for their little company that had arrived
unexpectedly, as did Tigeress with her whip tail and built-in quasar cannon.
They crouched into their designated positions, ready to ambush their
pursuers.
The three Predacons were in Grid Tobonid for some time now, unto no
avail of seeing anything in terms of Maximals. In fact, they were unto no
avail of seeing anything at all other than the strange, Earth landscape.
(Strange to anyone seeing it through the eyes of a Cybertronian, anyway.)
"Find anythin' yet, Suga'-bot?" Quickstrike asked the spider. Black Arachnia
answered to the pet-name he had given her, but couldn't understand why she
let the robo-hick call her that since she was now done toying with him back
when Tarantulas was haunting the depths of her mind. "No, nothing yet. If
you ask me, Waspinator is a total idiot and forgot which way to point his
cyber-sting launcher all those times!" "No one asked you!" retorted Rampage
as surly as ever. You and other people may think that Rampage is nothing
more than a big jerk, but how would you act if some Pred ripped out half of
your heart and made you a slave, as well as making you fight in a war you
knew nothing about? Then from out of nowhere, Dinobot and Tigeress leaped
out of their hiding places and the battle began.
Dinobot led the attack, letting Tigeress get a good head start for
her beginning moves. His first attack was on the darn-tootin' Fuzor,
Quickstrike. Dinobot admired Quickstrike's similar love for the battlefield
that he did, but at the same time was disgusted by his incompetence in
formulating a strategy before leaping into a situation. Before Quickstrike
could infect Dinobot with his "patented" cyber-venom, he lunged out of the
way and jabbed his sword into the "Snake's" arm. With Quickstrike virtually
pinned, Dinobot used his slasher shield to slice off the cobra's head, or his
right robot arm. The Fuzor let out an ear-piercing
"DAAAAAAAAAANNNGGGG!!!!!!" in pain. Rampage fired at the Spark-thirsty
Maximal, hoping to defend his comrade. Not that he cared for the Fuzor, mind
you. He simply feared that Megatron would torture his Spark should he
receive word that the crab was merely fighting for himself. Rampage
continued firing on Dinobot, who had been taking a lot of damage at this
point, and then exploded in a burning heap of scrap metal. Shards of metal
and fiberglass decorated the battlefield and Dinobot's Spark had vanished
from existence.
..........At least that's what would have happened if Rampage had
carried out his task. Instead, he was shot in the back by Tigeress. She had
learned from her teachings that it was dishonorable to shoot an opponent
square in the back, but in a situation as drastic as this, she had allowed
herself to make an exception. Black Arachnia knew that Dinobot was a greater
threat than Tigeress ever could be, but she decided to take out the femme
first, since she was pretty much an easy target. She fired an energy web at
Tigeress so she could try more unspeakable tortures on her before merely
destroying her. If Maximals had known of the term "bitch", this would be how
Tigeress would address her at this time. As she did not know of the word,
she merely let out a yelp of pain as she hit the ground. Tigeress's sharp
cry in distress distracted Dinobot from the battle, which would actually be
considered quite a feat since the only occasion when he would disengage from
battle willingly was if he was about to perish in a puddle of mech fluid.
"Let Tigeress go, you FREE DOWNLOAD!" Dinobot yelled at the
treacherous spider. It has to be explained that Dinobot's use of the name
"free download" actually referred to Black Arachnia's seemingly frequent
sexual engages. Any time that anyone wanted her to, Black Arachnia would
"shake her currency maker" as often as Megatron speaks when there is clearly
no other Maximal or Predacon in sight. Seemingly enough, this similar task
reminded Dinobot of a "free download" anyone could get off the Internet,
which unfortunately had been obsolete for Maximals and Predacons for nearly
400 or so years. The user would need no password, no confirmation name, no
credit card number, no E-mail subscription, simply a free download anyone
could access. Black Arachnia, however, understood the insult as clearly as
Dinobot's perception on a peaceful living, and she fired a missile containing
cyber-venom at him. With barely any time to think, Dinobot raised his shield
and threw the missile out of the way........ and directly into Quickstrike's
forehead, who had just now managed to stagger to his claw-like feet and was
sent crashing to the ground again.
Dinobot fired his optic lasers at Black Arachnia, sending her several
yards in the same direction of the beams. She often thought it somewhat
pathetic that she hadn't been altered by the quantum surge, otherwise she
would have easily been able to withstand such an attack that may have been
obsolete by this time. Dinobot's intelligence on a scale of 1 to 10 is only
5 (according to his tech spec), but he was smart enough to fire at Black
Arachnia's machine gun barrels within her spider legs, disabling any future
use of firepower and leaving her helpless. As a black widow spider, Black
Arachnia gained a most valuable tactic from her beast mode: "When all else
fails, RUN!". She transformed from her visually pleasing robot mode to her
horrifying beast mode and scuttled off. She was actually making incredible
time back to her base, considering the fact that she had got the slag blown
out of her scrawny legs.
Quickstrike and Rampage were down, Black Arachnia had retreated, and
this was classified as Tigeress's first real success in battle, whose only
actual damage was a few bruises after falling from the energy web kindly
provided by the spider. Dinobot had released her from her prison, and they
just stared into each other's eyes for several moments. No one is exactly
sure what had happened next, but it isn't at all unlikely that they both
thought simultaneously "I can't stand it anymore!" They cracked. Their will
had been broken, and the two Maximals found themselves embracing and deeply
kissing one another. No other setting could be more romantic for them, even
though the battleground had in fact been littered by assorted pieces of a
mangled cobra/scorpion and a crazed Transmetal crab.
They both knew that they shouldn't act like this, Dinobot being the
instructor and Tigeress the pupil, but they didn't know how to stop, although
they had found it incredibly easy to get started in the first place.
Dinobot's Spark had finally felt complete with loving the beautiful robotic
tiger who stood in front of him. Neither Dinobot or Tigeress knew it, but
after that, their Spark's had merged and the tiger had been impregnated.
Nobody is absolutely 100% sure just how Cybertronian reproduction is devised,
but a theory that I and my colleagues have concocted about "when two robots
are attracted to each other" can be read in my upcoming forum, "Cybertronian
Reproduction: The Miracle Robotic Life".
They had both planned on getting married afterwards, and living
happily ever after, which was what all the world meant to them........
until Megatron had discovered the valley where the human race originated.
The last words that Tigeress would ever hear from her beloved Dinobot
were a plea to pass on his heroic story. Dinobot spoke weakly "....tell my
tale to those who ask. Tell it truly, ill deeds along with the good....and
let me be judged accordingly. The rest ....... is silence." Dinobot's
internal systems shut down entirely and his Spark soon joined the Matrix and
would never see the birth of his children. Tigeress knew that nothing, not
even Tarantulas's reprogramming abilities could erase her mind of her
beloved. Dinobot's tale does not end here, however. He had received the
Hero's funeral he had always dreamed of receiving, and was recycled for power
for the other Maximals. Tigeress didn't use his energy, as was expected, but
reused parts of his exostructure to build a body for the Spark she was now
carrying inside of her, with the ever-so obliged help of Rhinox's skills.
She would never let her child go on living without hearing of it's wonderful,
incredibly heroic father, Dinobot. ................And they both never forgot
him.
the base from grid Otrion. "Optimus to base. I've found the stasis pod and
it's going through the activation sequence," Primal reported. "What's the
status on the protoform?" Rhinox had asked at the console.
"The activation sequence is complete. Tell everyone to get ready to
meet, Tigress." Dinobot, who had overheard what was going on from behind
Rhinox, winced in disgust. Dinobot had never truly understood female
warriors, and could not understand why he was cursed to fight beside them
during his role in the Beast Wars. That was until the unidentifiable aliens
had abducted Tigatron ad Airazor.
About a megacycle later, Optimus had returned with the latest
addition to the Maximal team. Dinobot had taken a glance at Tigress, and he
had noticed that there was something different about his new ally. Instead
of the energetic, peppy, somewhat anxious femme-bot he expected to see, from
his experience with Airazor, he was confronted by a bot who was quiet, and
kind of nervous. A slight sense of insecurity could be seen in her optic
sensors, which was only easily seen by Dinobot but not so much to everyone
else. Primal had walked Tigress into her quarters and she almost immediately
went straight into sleep mode. The next morning Dinobot awoke to a pitiful
sight.
Dinobot had left his room early in the morning and into the training
room for his daily morning work out. The room had been engineered by Rhinox
based on a concept that Dinobot had bestowed. It was designed in such a way
that the user would connect his or her optics into the ship's computer, and a
simulated image of Predacon practice targets would appear in the user's mind.
The Maximal would then aim his weapon at the target, fire directly at the
wall in the area the target looked like it was in, and the wall would absorb
the energy from the weapon and recycle into power for the ship and the target
would be "destroyed". Dinobot had entered the room and found Tigress in a
training cycle. He had only noticed then how stunning her exostructure was,
since he didn't get all that good a look at her when she had first set foot
inside the base. She had a beast and robot mode approximately like the newly
enhanced Transmetal Cheetor, only with a few more curves, and the halves of
her beast head folded back on her forearms to reveal more feminine hands.
Dinobot had plugged his optics into the training room's computer to
see how she was doing, and he almost gasped at her most poor performance.
Almost everywhere on screen was a banner that continually flashed
"unacceptable". Tigeress turned in the simulated arena, and saw a choppy
computer model figure which appeared to resemble a brown, blue and silver
humanoid. She had unplugged her mind from the computer and saw that it was
the Maximal that she had seen in the Bridge the preceding night. "Oh, uh,
hi......" she started. "I'm Tigeress, the new arrival...you're Dinobot,
aren't you?" Dinobot tried to give nothing away on how he felt about her
inability to destroy a mindless target. "Uh, yes. (snarl)I just came in here
to do my morning exercises. I couldn't help but notice how you are doing on
the practice simulation....it's pretty okay," he managed to cough out, trying
not to bring her down on her first day of work. Tigeress liked the
compliment, but didn't at all think that the raptor was telling the truth.
"Oh, come on. I suck like a Predacon vacuum chamber." Dinobot chuckled at
her little personal riff, but couldn't understand why she felt that way about
herself. "I'm all done in here, if you want to do your business," Tigeress
said to Dinobot and she left. Dinobot never felt all that much compassion
for any Maximal in the past, partly because they never shared the same lust
for battle which he did, and partly due to his past racist Predacon heritage,
but something echoed in his mind that seemed to say "I must help this woman".
Later that morning, Optimus had ordered Dinobot on an Energon mining
mission. Dinobot was on his way into the man-lift, in beast mode, when
Optimus had stalled him for a moment, whispering to him. "....And take
Tigeress with you. You know, just to get her feet wet." Dinobot saw this as
an opportunity to talk to Tigeress, but gave the same inflection of his voice
he always gave just to hide his unusual anticipation. "(growl) If I must.
Although you must admit you are wasting my talents on a task as simple as
this." And with that, Dinobot and Tigeress were on there way, which was a
bit of a disappointment for Cheetor who was starting to develop something of
a schoolboy crush on the new turbo jet-propelled cat-bot.
Dinobot and his companion were on their way to Grid Tobonid and he
started talking to her, who was at the moment staring down at the path in
front of her as she walked. "Tigeress, would you mind if I asked you a bold
question?" Tigeress looked up. "I guess so."
"You and I don't know each other very well, but I can tell that you
don't think all that confidently about yourself, do you?"
Tigeress hesitated. ".........Not especially."
"Why not?"
"Well, I am new here, and I barely know anything about what's going
on with all this Beast Wars jazz. I don't even know why we're fighting with
these "Predacons". Whatever the conflict is about, couldn't Optimus simply
talk to Megatron or whoever's in charge?............I just don't know why we
need to fight."
Dinobot thought of what she had told him for a moment. He had seen
this type of "first-battle-jitters" in young Predacon warriors back in his
day. Unfortunately these "first-battle-jitters" he had observed in the past
only sprang from their nature of self-preservation, not so much as if they
were doing the right thing for Cybertron or not by sending themselves into
battle.
Finally, he spoke. "Tigeress, do you see yourself as a descent
warrior?"
"Well, not exactly......"
"There. There is the problem. You don't think that you could do
well in battle. You fear that if we lose the Beast Wars it would be you to
blame, don't you?"
Tigeress thought for a moment. "....I guess." BULL'S-EYE! Dinobot
had found Tigeress's fault and now he figured out how he could help her.
Dinobot all of a sudden jumped in front of her in a boxing stance. At least
that what he would have called it, if he knew what boxing was. "Here,
Tigeress. Try to punch me in the face." Tigeress backed away, holding her
hands up in front of him. "Oh, no. I couldn't possibly..." Dinobot
realized that the only way he could get this Nervous Nelly to do anything he
said would need to be in a rough manner. "PUNCH ME IN MY FACE, WOMAN!!!"
Dinobot yelled, pointing to his face, which was a move that he had picked up
from what he had heard was a command that may have been given to an American
soldier by his commanding officer. Tigeress was a little scared about what
might happened if she actually did strike the former Predacon, and finally
forced out, ".......Okay. But I don't want to hurt you."
*SMAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKK!!!!!!*
Dinobot fell backwards from the sudden thrust of Tigeress's blow to his blue,
metallic jaw. Tigeress rushed over to him immediately, trying to get him
back on his feet. "Oh, my God! Dinobot! Are you alright???" Dinobot merely
grumbled out "......Eureka....."
Tigeress soon saw where Dinobot was going with his idea whenever they
were alone. Normally under such circumstances, the two Cybertronians would
tell their leader what they have been doing when they mysteriously
disappeared from the Maximal's sight, but both Tigeress and Dinobot knew that
if word had reached Optimus, then they could kiss their training courses
goodbye, with Optimus believing that Dinobot would be to rough with her.
Through the weeks and months, the other Maximals were starting to formulate
theories about where they could possibly be going. If Dinobot had heard the
story that Rattrap had concocted, Rhinox would have to divert all power on
the ship for the CR chamber in order to take care of the kind of damage that
would engulf the wisecracking vermin! Optimus had sent Cheetor on several
scouting missions to attempt to follow Dinobot and Tigeress, but even though
his official function was a Robotic Jungle Patrol, he could never manage to
stay on their trail for more than fifteen cycles. If only Rattrap knew how
accurate his theory was.......
Dinobot had been training Tigeress for all this time, and she was
becoming a more fierce warrior everyday, but still holding the kindness and
intelligence that she had when she first arrived. The training courses had
kept them occupied for the most part, except when Megatron had occasionally
sent out Waspinator to see what was going on out there and getting blown to
scrap on his first hit. Over time, something had happened that neither of
them had expected; they began to show compassion for each other that went
beyond "just being friends". This was surprising for Tigeress, but even more
so for Dinobot, knowing the fact that he was never exactly the most likeable
individual. On the contrary, back when he was in a Predacon platoon some
stellarcycles back, his comrades on a drunken night had on several occasions
elected him as "the least likely Predacon to get some without resorting to a
prostitute". Tigeress admired his warrior skills and veterinary history, as
well as his obvious physique. Dinobot saw that as she was training, Tigeress
was feeling more confident about herself and becoming stronger and more agile
by the decacycle. Her sudden increase in confidence was letting Dinobot see
her true personality, not just the insecure Maximal he had first met that
fateful night. At last Dinobot had thought to himself, "is this the one I've
been looking for all this time? Is Tigeress the one and only that could
really make my existence complete?" Dinobot had thought about this concept
for a while and tried to shake it off without another thought. But then he
always saw Tigeress's beautiful eyes staring into his own, and his conscious
mind continually went offline and switched itself to "wishful calculation
mode".
Even for Waspinator, Megatron was a little surprised seeing him
return to The Darkside in at least 200+ pieces every time he had stepped
outside on his constant recon missions. Megatron knew that something was
going on out there, but he wasn't sure of what. As the kind of Pred Megatron
was, who merely talks to himself for 93% of his Spark's existence, this
situation was no different matter. "Something must be done about this.....
yes. Rampage! Take Quickstrike and Black Arachnia to Grid Tobonid and
destroy any Maximal on sight!" It was a command that both he and Rampage had
heard many times by now. Waspinator who was nearby liked what he had heard
from his leader. "Ooh, Wazzzpinator not know that Megatron care about him so
much," buzzed the deluded insect with his hands folded behind his back. "I'm
not worried about YOU, you dolt! Anything that blows up any of my troops on
such a scale is a threat to my forces." Waspinator grunted out "00101110",
which in Predacon binary code meant an extreme expletive, but that's not
important for the time being.
Dinobot was sparring with Tigeress, and this was an exercise that
both of them enjoyed above other activities. It gave them a chance to see
how their skill was as well as their opponent. It also gave them an idea of
what they were dealing with in the event that they, as humans would put it,
"go all the way", before crossing that line. In the distance, they both
heard a rumbling. This was an ample opportunity for Dinobot to "quiz" his
pupil. "What is that, Tigeress?" he asked her. Tigeress cupped her auditory
receptors in the area from where the noise originated. Slowly she gave a
description of the incoming object. "Predacons.....three of them.......
sounds like Rampage is with them........can't make out the other two.........
about, 30 clicks north by northeast," she explained pointing her hand out.
Dinobot's mind twitched a bit erotically as she said "make out" just then,
but shook it off almost immediately. He pulled out his electron sword and
slasher shield in preparation for their little company that had arrived
unexpectedly, as did Tigeress with her whip tail and built-in quasar cannon.
They crouched into their designated positions, ready to ambush their
pursuers.
The three Predacons were in Grid Tobonid for some time now, unto no
avail of seeing anything in terms of Maximals. In fact, they were unto no
avail of seeing anything at all other than the strange, Earth landscape.
(Strange to anyone seeing it through the eyes of a Cybertronian, anyway.)
"Find anythin' yet, Suga'-bot?" Quickstrike asked the spider. Black Arachnia
answered to the pet-name he had given her, but couldn't understand why she
let the robo-hick call her that since she was now done toying with him back
when Tarantulas was haunting the depths of her mind. "No, nothing yet. If
you ask me, Waspinator is a total idiot and forgot which way to point his
cyber-sting launcher all those times!" "No one asked you!" retorted Rampage
as surly as ever. You and other people may think that Rampage is nothing
more than a big jerk, but how would you act if some Pred ripped out half of
your heart and made you a slave, as well as making you fight in a war you
knew nothing about? Then from out of nowhere, Dinobot and Tigeress leaped
out of their hiding places and the battle began.
Dinobot led the attack, letting Tigeress get a good head start for
her beginning moves. His first attack was on the darn-tootin' Fuzor,
Quickstrike. Dinobot admired Quickstrike's similar love for the battlefield
that he did, but at the same time was disgusted by his incompetence in
formulating a strategy before leaping into a situation. Before Quickstrike
could infect Dinobot with his "patented" cyber-venom, he lunged out of the
way and jabbed his sword into the "Snake's" arm. With Quickstrike virtually
pinned, Dinobot used his slasher shield to slice off the cobra's head, or his
right robot arm. The Fuzor let out an ear-piercing
"DAAAAAAAAAANNNGGGG!!!!!!" in pain. Rampage fired at the Spark-thirsty
Maximal, hoping to defend his comrade. Not that he cared for the Fuzor, mind
you. He simply feared that Megatron would torture his Spark should he
receive word that the crab was merely fighting for himself. Rampage
continued firing on Dinobot, who had been taking a lot of damage at this
point, and then exploded in a burning heap of scrap metal. Shards of metal
and fiberglass decorated the battlefield and Dinobot's Spark had vanished
from existence.
..........At least that's what would have happened if Rampage had
carried out his task. Instead, he was shot in the back by Tigeress. She had
learned from her teachings that it was dishonorable to shoot an opponent
square in the back, but in a situation as drastic as this, she had allowed
herself to make an exception. Black Arachnia knew that Dinobot was a greater
threat than Tigeress ever could be, but she decided to take out the femme
first, since she was pretty much an easy target. She fired an energy web at
Tigeress so she could try more unspeakable tortures on her before merely
destroying her. If Maximals had known of the term "bitch", this would be how
Tigeress would address her at this time. As she did not know of the word,
she merely let out a yelp of pain as she hit the ground. Tigeress's sharp
cry in distress distracted Dinobot from the battle, which would actually be
considered quite a feat since the only occasion when he would disengage from
battle willingly was if he was about to perish in a puddle of mech fluid.
"Let Tigeress go, you FREE DOWNLOAD!" Dinobot yelled at the
treacherous spider. It has to be explained that Dinobot's use of the name
"free download" actually referred to Black Arachnia's seemingly frequent
sexual engages. Any time that anyone wanted her to, Black Arachnia would
"shake her currency maker" as often as Megatron speaks when there is clearly
no other Maximal or Predacon in sight. Seemingly enough, this similar task
reminded Dinobot of a "free download" anyone could get off the Internet,
which unfortunately had been obsolete for Maximals and Predacons for nearly
400 or so years. The user would need no password, no confirmation name, no
credit card number, no E-mail subscription, simply a free download anyone
could access. Black Arachnia, however, understood the insult as clearly as
Dinobot's perception on a peaceful living, and she fired a missile containing
cyber-venom at him. With barely any time to think, Dinobot raised his shield
and threw the missile out of the way........ and directly into Quickstrike's
forehead, who had just now managed to stagger to his claw-like feet and was
sent crashing to the ground again.
Dinobot fired his optic lasers at Black Arachnia, sending her several
yards in the same direction of the beams. She often thought it somewhat
pathetic that she hadn't been altered by the quantum surge, otherwise she
would have easily been able to withstand such an attack that may have been
obsolete by this time. Dinobot's intelligence on a scale of 1 to 10 is only
5 (according to his tech spec), but he was smart enough to fire at Black
Arachnia's machine gun barrels within her spider legs, disabling any future
use of firepower and leaving her helpless. As a black widow spider, Black
Arachnia gained a most valuable tactic from her beast mode: "When all else
fails, RUN!". She transformed from her visually pleasing robot mode to her
horrifying beast mode and scuttled off. She was actually making incredible
time back to her base, considering the fact that she had got the slag blown
out of her scrawny legs.
Quickstrike and Rampage were down, Black Arachnia had retreated, and
this was classified as Tigeress's first real success in battle, whose only
actual damage was a few bruises after falling from the energy web kindly
provided by the spider. Dinobot had released her from her prison, and they
just stared into each other's eyes for several moments. No one is exactly
sure what had happened next, but it isn't at all unlikely that they both
thought simultaneously "I can't stand it anymore!" They cracked. Their will
had been broken, and the two Maximals found themselves embracing and deeply
kissing one another. No other setting could be more romantic for them, even
though the battleground had in fact been littered by assorted pieces of a
mangled cobra/scorpion and a crazed Transmetal crab.
They both knew that they shouldn't act like this, Dinobot being the
instructor and Tigeress the pupil, but they didn't know how to stop, although
they had found it incredibly easy to get started in the first place.
Dinobot's Spark had finally felt complete with loving the beautiful robotic
tiger who stood in front of him. Neither Dinobot or Tigeress knew it, but
after that, their Spark's had merged and the tiger had been impregnated.
Nobody is absolutely 100% sure just how Cybertronian reproduction is devised,
but a theory that I and my colleagues have concocted about "when two robots
are attracted to each other" can be read in my upcoming forum, "Cybertronian
Reproduction: The Miracle Robotic Life".
They had both planned on getting married afterwards, and living
happily ever after, which was what all the world meant to them........
until Megatron had discovered the valley where the human race originated.
The last words that Tigeress would ever hear from her beloved Dinobot
were a plea to pass on his heroic story. Dinobot spoke weakly "....tell my
tale to those who ask. Tell it truly, ill deeds along with the good....and
let me be judged accordingly. The rest ....... is silence." Dinobot's
internal systems shut down entirely and his Spark soon joined the Matrix and
would never see the birth of his children. Tigeress knew that nothing, not
even Tarantulas's reprogramming abilities could erase her mind of her
beloved. Dinobot's tale does not end here, however. He had received the
Hero's funeral he had always dreamed of receiving, and was recycled for power
for the other Maximals. Tigeress didn't use his energy, as was expected, but
reused parts of his exostructure to build a body for the Spark she was now
carrying inside of her, with the ever-so obliged help of Rhinox's skills.
She would never let her child go on living without hearing of it's wonderful,
incredibly heroic father, Dinobot. ................And they both never forgot
him.