Shadows of the past
Hello everyone this is my first fanfiction that I am about to publish. I don't own transformers I leave that to Hastek or whoever it is that does. Just assume that any Non-standard character belongs to either me or one of my friends. Now let the fun begins.
Watched from behind his barrel as the guards came passed, trusting to the shadows to protect him.
The transformer didn't fancy his chances if he was caught. After How could he explain himself being in this part of the city/planet at this time of night?
Deciding to check another entrance he crept along the ground trusting in his colouring and the low light to hide him. Of course if one of the bots was equipped with thermal sensors he was slogged but that was another thing altogether.
After getting to his destination. He almost screamed in frustration. Not only was this side guarded but also it had least 3 times the number of guards. Slag, slag double slag. At least there was one thing that he had to admire about the autobots, They didn't do things in halves. Not that would stop him of course.
Turning behind him he motioned to the shadows. A tall blue and red jet walked out.
"See that building there (pointing over the shoulder) that's the target. Just do me a favour try to leave it in more then one piece"
"Whatever just stay out of my way"
As the bot left Razor shivered, While Kamikazee was good one of the best money could bye she wasn't exactly the easiest to get along with. And that was just when she was in a good mood.
The Watchman shifted nervously in his seat. While every thing has been going well he didn't want to be one who lost the cities main energon supply station.
Focusing in on one of the side entrances he noticed a small shimmer towards one of the guards. Deciding he needed to get his optics checked he ignored it. That proved to be a mistake
When the blur got to the guard a red line flicked out slicing the bots neck vein. The remaining guards ran to the shelter of the building, in order to avoid the attack that was soon to be coming.
However the didn't know that they had made the biggest mistake possible, they let her get in….
20min Later
Razor stepped in to the building. The remains of the bases guards were scattered all around the floor some had been almost surgically cut up while others had been felled with precision shots to the head.
Hearing a sound behind him he turned around only to relax. It was only Kamikazee.
"Happy now"
"More or less how much did we agree on"
"20 000 Credits"
Razor turned white, He didn't have 20 000 credits,
"Can you give me a hour to get it."
"No we agreed 20 000 credits on completion of the job."
"I don't have it here."
"Looks like we have a problem then don't we."
Razor reached for his gun, however he was to late, Almost as if she was in slow motion she slashed out removing his arm.
"why do you people always try to scam me out of my money, Well then I guess I will just have to teach you a lession…"
With that Kamikazee cut of his remaining limbs. When she was moving in for the final blow she noticed a piece of paper Sticking out of a pocket.
Grabbing it she saw a picture of a tall grey to black robot, that looked a lot like megatron…
"Where did you get this from, Tell me and I will let you live"
"From a guy on the street,"
"where"
"near the town centre just let me live please…"
Kamikazee looked up towards the stars, Finially after 2 years her search is coming to a close
"Nightfire I'm coming for you..."