Revenge!
By Kingdom of Deke
Before I begin, I want to say thanks to LM, Schmillian, tommy, BlazeStryker, aotrs.commander, LunarFormer and especially Albedo and Scizordramon for their reviews. You guys inspired me to write this sequel.
Summary: It's all about revenge in 2006. But who will get who…?
Author's Note: Best read this story's prequel, 'The Curse', before you read this. If you don't, it will make even less sense than it does now.
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em. Nuff said.
Reviews please!
Chapter 1: Who left this guy in charge?
We start off in Cybertron. After a fashion we see Wheelie riding around the streets of one of the planet's cities on a bicycle. He's delivering newspapers. And stop looking at me like that.
Wheelie: Delivering papers today, hip hip hooray!
He's not much of a poet is he?
Outside of the Autobot's HQ we see Rodimus Prime, standing on the HQ's porch. He's standing there in a royal purple bathrobe, drinking energon from a mug labeled 'World's No.1 Autobot Leader'. He notes Wheelie's approach with a certain degree of disdain.
Rodimus Prime: There's that durn fool kid again. Always missin' our porch.
Pan out to reveal thousands of newspapers lying everywhere except the porch.
Rodimus Prime: I really have to get rid of those things someday…
Cut back to Wheelie, who flings the newspaper at Autobot HQ. To Rodimus' horror, it's going to miss the porch again.
Rodimus Prime (in slow motion): NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Still in slow motion, Rodimus drops his mug and races toward the newspaper, which is also in slow motion. As it nears the ground, Rodimus executes a decent mid-air scissor kick. He catches the paper with his toes and causes it to loop-de-loop and land neatly on the porch.
Rodimus Prime (still in slow motion): YYYYEEEEESSSSSSSSS!
He starts jumping about in triumph just as Ultra Magnus opens the front door and steps out onto the porch. He is moving perfectly normally.
Ultra Magnus (spotting the paper): Ooh the funnies!
As he stoops to pick the paper up he spots Rodimus doing a back flip and yelling in slow motion. He stares for a moment.
Ultra Magnus: Why are you moving in slow motion?
Rodimus Prime (speaking and moving normally): Erm…You see that's really three questions in one. You see…
This could take a bit so why don't we check up on the Thousand Stooges, AKA the Decepticons.
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Meanwhile, at the Planet o' the Eternal Badasses, otherwise known as Char…
We see Galvatron sitting on his throne. He's sleeping. As we pan out we see Cyclonus and Scourge standing a few feet from his throne staring at him.
Scourge: I don't believe this. He's asleep AGAIN!
Cyclonus: Look, just be glad I got him off the roof.
Flashback – a few days earlier
We see Galvatron perched atop Decepticon HQ, with his arms tucked into his side. He is sitting on a nest and is wearing a red rubber glove on his head and a papier-mâché beak on his face.
Galvatron: COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO!
Cyclonus comes up through a hatch in the roof.
Cyclonus: Mighty Galvatron, I'm afraid I have some bad news.
He hands Galvatron a sheet of data.
Cyclonus: After two days of intense study and toil, the Constructicons have proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that you are not, in fact, a mother hen, but a robot.
Galvatron looks confused for a moment, then reaches underneath him to produce a large rock crudely painted to look like an egg.
Galvatron: But…BUT WHAT OF MY YOUNG?!?!
Galvatron furiously wags the 'egg' in Cyclonus' face.
Cyclonus: …You don't have any young. Plus, that's not even a real egg.
Galvatron: LIAR! BWAAAAAAAA!
Galvatron shoots Cyclonus off the roof with his fusion cannon.
End Flashback
Scourge: This guy's nuttier than a bag of peanuts passed around a mental institution.
Cyclonus: …
Scourge: Let's see you do better when you only have a second to think.
Galvatron chooses this moment to wake up.
Galvatron (frightened): BWAAAAAAAAAA!
He spots Cyclonus and Scourge.
Galvatron: Cyclonus! I had the dream again!
Cyclonus: The one about the tap dancing penguins?
Galvatron: Yes! But this time they did not tap alone, no indeed. They tapped with the one who plagues me. The one who I now know I must destroy to gain peace.
Scourge: Who?
Dramatic Pause.
Galvatron: RATCHET!
Awkward Pause.
Cyclonus (quick glance at Scourge): But…Galvatron, Ratchet is…dead.
Just A Plain Old Pause.
Galvatron: What's your point?
To Be Continued…