This fic is set in the future in a town in a bad shape -imagine Cybertron here- but try make it in to New York with slums over half the city. Like in movies that are set in the future, where half the town is destroyed, cars are burning a little over the place and half of the population is living in the slum while the more rich live in grace and so on. That is the place I've imagined for this fic. Hope you got anything of that.

Here is the deal with Autobots and Decepticons

They are two groups that are still trying to find Mini-Cons, but now the small robots are no robots no they are floppy disks that contain information about a HUGE weapon that can take over the world blah blah... And as you might have calculated by now these two groups are gonna find these floppy disks that are hidden or buried all over. Of course in a area around the city, remember it is a big city and many there are many places to hide small floppy disks.

And I'm a Decepticon fan so there will be D-con talk for the most.

Hope you can deal with that or you can stop reading ….now!

If you don't mind continue reading. I have to warn you if you don't like to much own characters, you stop reading… now!

If you are okay with OC's and much d-cons you are more then welcome to read this fic –smile-

And I borrowed some of my friends OC's as well and I got their permission for it.

Cyberhound and the Blood Hounds are © LDA of DeviantART

Isamu and Andor © Bluepaladin of DeviantART

All characters of the Seven Seekers, Mischeif, Mac © Himitsu-Keeper of DeviantART (that would be me)

The Transformers/Decepticon/Autobots/Mini-Cons © Hasbro/Takara

Intro

In the dark office, a man dressed up in a purple suit was sitting by his desk, looking over some important papers bout-

The door slammed up and three other gentle men entered the room. They were not happy and that could you tell from the look of their faces.

"What can I do for you, gentlemen?" he asked and put way the papers in a drawer and leaned back in his chair.

"What do you mean by this?!" one of the men said and threw a file to the desk.

"It is just business,s gentlemen," He reached for the paper and looked at it. "I own half this city and the other half's split up between all of you." He looked over the paper and gave them all a smug smile. "And I do what ever I want to my piece!"

"But one this piece of the city there is nothing!"

"Heh, how can they even imagine that they ever can beat me?" the man chuckled and made the paper in to a ball and threw it in the basket. "They got no chance against the power I use behind their backs."

"Well they'll probably try to kill you…" a calm voice spoke from behind a large chair down the room.

"Probably… That is why I had that plan in mind before them," Leaning back in his chair with is hands clasped together on his lap he glanced at the first drawer. "You know what to do?"

"No sweat, they will all be in tomorrow's newspaper, on the first page, as always sir."