Division of hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Autobot army stood guard on the Moon. Several outposts and bases were scattered about. Each holding missile silos and anti-ship guns. It was designed to defend earth the missiles could reach any point around the earth and reach miles outwards. The guns made it impossible to bomb the silos from the air. A blockade around Earth would stall any arriving fleet long enough for the silos on the Moon to fire thermonuclear missiles obliterating to enemy fleet. If one was to take Earth first they would need to take the moon.
It was always night on the moon and Autobot Sideswipe was stationed there that night and was quite enjoying his nap in the hanger. His shiny red metal exterior propped up against the chassis of a slick silver gunship.
"Well, well, well what do we have here, " Said Sunstreaker.
The yellow colored Autobot warrior stood above Side Swipe his arms crossed. A sly smile painted across the silver metallic face all Cybertronians shared. Next to him stood Trailbreaker who was big and had an armed exterior as black as night. His face hidden behind a black combat mask with a meaning red visor.
"It seems Side Swipe has decided to take his leave early." Said Trailer Breaker.
"Well we can't have that now can we, " Said Sun Streaker, "No brother of mine is gonna be known as a slacker."
Minutes later a truck's engine growled as it slowly rolled over towards Side Swipe. Sunstreaker chuckled a bit to himself then gave Trailbreaker a thumbs up.
The horn blared! Side Swipe screamed a bit as he shoved himself back slamming hard against the exterior of the gunship. He then blinked a few times before his eyes that glowed blue came to life. Trail Breaker transformed back to robot mode as he broke into laughter as Sunstreaker did just the same.
"Both of you can go to hell." Side Swipe snapped.
"Yeah, well we were only doing our duty, " Said Sunstreaker, "After all brother, I wouldn't want you to be late for a mission briefing."
"Mission brief?" Side Swipe questioned, "We're on the Moon there's not a fucking con for light years."
"Yeah well, Prime's got a job for us so get yourself locked and loaded. Prowl may be excruciatingly patient but I'm not."
"Better be more than a damn drill like the other fifty." Side Swipe said jumping up.
"It's a mission briefing does that sound like a damn drill." Said Sun Streaker growing annoyed at this point.
Side Swipe wasn't exactly disappointed. He'd figure the Moon base would be some boring assignment. The Decepticons were on the offensive and the Autobots were taken heavy losses. Optimus Prime was growing more and more hesitant to throw out those within his elite honor guard out on the front then he had been on the onset of the war. And it bored the hell out of Side Swipe. He sword needed to taste another bot's oil and his guns had grown too cold.
The briefing room on the base was small large enough to fit a max of ten bots. Six housed it fine this in addition to Trailbreaker, Sunstreaker, and Sideswipe three others were also stationed here straight from team prime. This included Tracks who stood in his wild red and dark blue paint scheme across his thick armored exterior. Then there was Smoke Screen who had a much more organized color scheme of red and blue. He also brandished his dual rocket launchers on his shoulders and carried his large silver rifle. Then finally Warpath. He has colored an aggressive red tone and it was no secret he was a tank with that large barrel that pointed from his chest and the large threads on the back of his legs. His face was also covered by a combat mask. He was also known to carry a large war hammer into battle which had used on numerous occasion to smash in the heads of cons.
Prowl stood before all of them as a hologram. His matte black body displayed before them with the white doors of a police car spread behind him like wings. Prowl was Optimus's top military advisor and the look on his face reflected the frustration felt by everyone. They had seen military defeat after military defeat in an endless cycle for three years.
"Mourning gentlemen, " Prowl said trying to seem enthusiastic, "A Decepticon defector is on his way aboard a stolen craft. He is carrying information that will prove beneficial to our cause. Of course, I found his proposal suspicious I want you to meet him at a very specific set of coordinates I've already taken the liberty of transferring you the coordinates of."
"That's it, " Spat Sunstreaker, "You want us to drive out to the desert and wait for this guy to arrive and pick him up? We're just some over glorified and armed carpool."
Prowl narrowed his eyes. He was annoyed by Sunstreaker's tone towards his superior officer.
"Soldier, " He said beginning to reaffirm, "As of now I have good intelligence suggesting Decepticon agents may have infiltrated our forces. You can bet your ass if that's true and they're on the Moon they will attempt to kill our defector before he can make it to the base. Which is why you will not escort him back to base you will wait until I arrive to pick all of you up. Together we are to escort him back to earth where we'll have arranged a meeting at a location I will disclose once I arrive. Your goal is to keep him alive. Get it done."
Prowl's hologram fizzled out after that leaving the elite team of Autobot soldiers. They stared at one another. Side Swipe knew if there was a risk that the Decepticons had agents on firebase the Moon that they could very well be listening in at this moment. Prowl was smart to keep the details rather vague.
He looked to Sunstreaker their team leader he most likely already knew how they were going to go about this op. Side Swipe respected his brother as his superior for the fact in any given situation he knew what to do almost immediately. Didn't matter if they were being shelled by artillery shells or surrounded by heavy infantry armed with rocket launchers. Sunstreaker never panicked and always found a way out.
"You heard him, " Sunstreaker started, "Missions simple meet and secure the VIP who will arrive in a Decepticon dropship. Fairly simple gentlemen. Don't botch this one, otherwise, command might think we're all bunch of morons."
"Streaker I'm pretty sure they already think that, " Said Tracks, "After all, you don't think Prowl would advise Prime to put his six best guys on the Moon where not even a single Decepticon terrorist cell."
Those did in fact still exist on earth. Earth one of the very few planets the Autobots had successfully won a campaign against the Decepticons and even set up a defensive blockade in orbit. But even then several con terrorist cells remained on earth. Routing them out was truly a game of cat and mouse. One Side Swipe agreed he wished he had been a player in.
"Watch it, we're still men on team Prime. The best of the best, " Sunstreaker began, "He sent us here for good reason. We're front lines if the cons attack. And Prowl has given us an imperative mission to escort a VIP. This ain't an assignment for a bunch of bozos."
"Keep telling yourself that Sunstreaker like it or not we're the damn weak links of team Prime. Otherwise, we'd have gotten the assignment to Scrap Motor Master. That went to the real professionals being the wreckers. The guys you seem to think we are."
"Can it Tracks, " Sunstreaker snapped, "I've got command over this unit. And I don't want to hear another word. We leave in one hour understood."
The team settled on that. They had their objective which seemed easy. However, on the other side of the door stood an Autobot soldier. A recording device in his hands. A cruel smile across his face as crept backward carefully down the hallway.
He left the building. On the base squads of armed Autobot soldiers proudly displaying their bright red signal marched right on buy on patrol. One squadron stopped saluting.
"Captain." Their Sergeant said.
"Keep up the good work soldiers, " He said slowly, "With guys like you the war will be over in no time at all."
They all laughed their silver faces drained from dirt.
"Not like we've been hearing that for the last hundred fucking years." The Sergeant said in his chuckle, "We'll probably be dead by mourning."
"That would be most unfortunate." Said The Captain.
They resumed patrol and the Captain strolled on by. He approached his quarters private quarters being assigned leadership of the whole damn battalion.
He swiftly shut the door behind him. And peaked over his shoulder before taking a seat at a desk a dim light hanging above him and a radio next to him. A reached under grabbing a communication device he stored underneath it. He pressed a button a sharp crack signaling some had answered.
"Agent, " A voice said, "I take you've got news."
"Get me Sound Wave." He demanded.
"The Director is busy right now. Just tell me what it is you have acquired and I'll gladly inform him."
The Captain laughed into the mic. He'd played a game like this before. And it hadn't ended well for him.
"Like hell, I will Slip Stream last time I trusted you I ended up with a blaster bolt within two inches of my spark from an enemy sniper. Meanwhile, I heard you became a spymaster and soon to be Seeker according to what I've heard, " The Captain continued, "I ain't going down that road twice. Now get me Sound Wave or let's just say we'll both be sleeping in a bed 6 feet under when our dear Director goes to Megatron empty-handed in what five hours."
There was silence. The Captain formed a sly smile across his face as he leaned back. He knew he'd pushed Slipstream in a corner. This he considered punishment for the affair on Garrus nine though it was not vengeance. No that would have to wait.
"What have to report agent." This time it was a cold monotone mechanical voice that sent echo through one's head.
"Before I start Director, " The Captain began, "I've got to know how well will I be rewarded for my efforts. After all, I think my service to both the agency and empires deserves and raise in pay grade and a new assignment. While I do enjoy this whole infiltration, espionage, and assassination work it is fairly dangerous. And may I add fairly easy to stop playing once you're in deep."
Of course, he was stating he could always become a full-time Autobot Captain. With his intellect and knowledge of Decepticon secrets, he'd rise high through ranks fast. Not to mention he knew Soundwave may send another agent to kill him. However, being a master agent meant it would be hard to find someone up to it.
"Lord Megatron will reward you as he sees fit agent. I will ensure he hears of your work." Sound Wave still sounding utterly unmoved, "Tell me the information."
"It seems that O so traitorous assassin Deadlock is going to be here. A team is going to move out within the hour to pick him up and then take him to earth. Though not the Ark and he'll be meeting Prowl. Would be an operating moment against an operating target wouldn't it sir."
There was silence. The Agent couldn't help but smile sure he wasn't the only spy. Though very conveniently the other two skilled agents that could carry out the assassination blew their covers. And were taken out in the Martian desert and executed by firing squad under command of a very familiar Captain. Of course, Soundwave was smart enough to connect the dots.
"Careful agent, Lord Megatron will not be so enthusiastic about these games you play. You are not to take action. But do not lose sight of Deadlock instead track him. And have the lesser agents attempt a strike upon landing."
The communication cut. The agent laughed again he knew the lesser agents would most certainly be killed. Bunch of trigger happy rookies who hadn't learned how to play the game. The Agent was annoyed having to keep them in line. Though he'd used the firing squad to make his point clear what he was prepared to do if they got in his way.
The agent turned to his radio. It began to change the speaking popping out. And it seemed to be expanding. Then standing before the agent was a minicon.
"Frenzy do me a favor and follow those boys when they go to pick up Deadlock. Place a tracker on one when the opportunity presents itself."
"And of course Barricade you'll remain here while I do all the work. Is that how it is." said the Mini-Con.
"Sometimes I wonder if Sound Wave loaned you out to me because he tired of your attitude."
On Cybertron in the Decepticon Intelligence Ministry DIM HQ tower, Soundwave was in his office behind his desk. Now he contemplated whether or not Barricade would have to be killed or not. He had become quite rebellious as of late ever since Garrus 9. It was quite possibly something more had acquired between him and Slip Stream.
He never trusted her even for a second. Which was he kept her in an office. He'd learned that much from Megatron. Never let a wild dog far off his leash keep it close and rather let it short distances to ravage immediate threats. But never long enough for it gain a sense of independence.
Regardless it would hardly be his problem. Slip Stream would be transferred to the seekers, Megatron's honor guard. Starscream could deal with this wild dog. Sound wave would only be left with Barricade to deal with. Perhaps he would be better on one of the agency's paramilitary Spec ops kill teams. He wouldn't have the independence of a spy yet his cold and yet smart nature could still be used effectively.
It was truly a debate for later. Lord Megatron was awaiting his report. And it was bad to keep him waiting. Despite the comradery between the two Sound Wave never dared show the slightest hint of disrespect to him. That would be both foolish and in poor taste. Sound Wave was neither.
The whole of Cybertron like much of known space was under control of the Decepticon Empire. This was evident as Sound Wave now in the form of an armored blue car roared down the streets of Iacon. Once the Autobot capitol now Decepticon Flags hung proudly from every building. The strong blue sigil of Decepticon cause hung for all to see.
Anyone who saw Soundwave knew him as a war hero and stopped to salute him immediately as they passed. If they were careless and paid no mind, nothing would happen. If it were Megatron they would be questioned and possibly jailed for disrespecting the emperor. In addition, they shouted All Hail Megatron and some added long may he rain.
It was due to the great man who had ended the tyrannical reign of Primes. Megatron had transformed Cybertron into something great. He had provided enough energon to quench the hunger of all. He had seized the all spark and returned it to the great well. The economy had never been as big as it was now. Lord Megatron had provided. So it was with joy, not fear or requirement his name was cheered by all Cybertronians accept the corrupt Autobots who's continued resistance was foolish. Autobot sponsored terrorist organization infected parts of Cybertron. Sound Wave routed them out and killed any terrorist he found. Even the ones who talked would be executed. Sound Wave could not understand how stupid one must be to resist greatness. Any life form so ignorant clearly had no right to live.
The grand fortress was designed by Lord Megatron himself. Everything was exactly the way he wanted it. Placed on the highest point above the city. Where all could look up towards it.
It had a large courtyard once a day a legion of soldiers would March in front to salute Megatron who would look upon them with approval. Large statues of Megatron stood prominently in different positions. Their shadow cast over all who gazed upon them.
Guards were everywhere. Sound Wave transformed outside the large metal walls that surrounded it. From the card box, a Decepticon soldier saluted him.
"You have been granted, entrance Director." He said saluting with swift discipline.
Sound Wave entered. Outside battalions of soldiers patrolled the courtyards. The statutes were positioned on two ends of a walkway. And inside the eyes were snipers. Overhead jets roared as they flew overhead on patrol.
As Soundwave walked by the various battalions all stopped and swiftly brought their hands to their heads to salute the Intelligence Director allowing their rifles to swing from shoulder straps. Megatron had made Sound Wave the second most respected man in the Decepticon empire. For he was Megatron's longest supporter and had refused to kill him in the gladiator pits subjecting himself to the old regime's cruel torture.
They ripped out his voice modulator something Megatron had repaired after they'd broken out. Since then Sound Wave served Megatron loyally and to the maximum, he could possibly exemplify. He would not fail the man.
Inside the lobby more guards patrolled and paintings depicting great battles hung from the walls. As Sound Wave entered the elevator he saw the guard assigned their waiting. It was standard procedure that he be inspected by the elevator guard.
First glance one may call the job pathetic. But the soldier was honored to be tasked with the security of Emperor Commandant Megatron the liberator and redeemer of Cybertron.
Once on the highest floor Sound Wave walked down another long hallway with statues and guards. Before he stood at the doors to the Grand Imperial Chamber.
The doors swung open revealing Megatron seated upon a throne elevated upon steps placing him above all. To his right stood Skywarp who held a spear and brandished his wrist blasters. On both, his wings the Decepticon insignia was stamped proudly. To Megatron's left Thundercracker who did just the same.
Starscream stood below having finished a conversation with Megatron. Shock Wave stood off to the side he was a chief advisor and resided within the fortress itself. Thunder wing and Bludgeon stood near the door flanking both sides of Sound Wave. The two men were powerful warriors and brilliant generals. But all these men were wild dogs. Shockwave and Starscream the wildest. Megatron had told Sound Wave this much in private.
Sound Wave walked right next to Starscream who rolled his eyes as the intelligence Director bowed down. He then rose up. Megatron's giant silver body rose from his seat. His red eyes focused on Sound Wave. His arm with the monstrous black cannon met his other arm behind his back. Then he formed a smile.
"Soundwave, " He said, "What is it that you have to report."
"I have been informed by an agent that the renegade assassin known as Deadlock will arrive on the Moon ." Soundwave said.
"Hear that, " Starscream said, "Wave's found his man."
Sound Wave knew Starscream would look for any weakness within Sound Wave or his administration and seek to use against him. The two were bitter rivals.
"Now the Seekers can tie up this loose end," Starscream said.
"Quite your ignorance is insulting, " Megatron said his voice boomed, "If that was all Sound Wave would have simply ordered Deadlock killed by now. There is more."
"The Autobots have arranged a meeting between Deadlock and Prowl. I have ordered an Agent to track Deadlock."
Megatron nodded. Sound Wave knew his master would want to know this.
"So it seems in his efforts to add then Deadlock will lead us straight to the Autobot's top General then. Good work Sound Wave it seems you have a lot to learn from Soundwave Starscream. He will avenge the numerous defeats handed to you on earth." Megatron grinning knowing this dealt a blow to Star Scream.
"My lord permission to speak." Shock Wave said his one eye glowing.
"Permission granted," Megatron said.
"Surely the Autobots will not simply send Prowl in guarded. Not to mention I have read Intel reports suggesting that knowledge of our agents on the Moon. Will they not find it suspicious that no action has been taken."
"I have taken steps to ensure they will believe we do not know of the meet." Sound Wave said before Shock Wave another rival could have another word.
"Still as good as your agents may be they will not kill Prowl. He is very skilled and will be guarded and a kill team will take to much time to insert. Tell us Sound Wave do you have a pla-"
Megatron held his hand up. Tiring of Shock Wave's examination. Shock Wave ceased further speech knowing when to hold his tongue.
"Do not belittle the man. He has come to me for he knows I will have the answer, " Said Megatron, "The Stunticons will carry out the hit. They are on earth and operating. Then the galaxy will know there is nowhere I Emperor Commandant Megatron cannot attack. It is simple really. After which Bludgeon will attack the Moon which will be rarely easy with the base commander killed and the Captain gone,"
Sound Wave perked up hearing as to how Megatron did indeed read all if his reports. He was up to date on every aspect of the operation.
"After which, the second invasion of Earth will be achievable. The Autobots down a general will suffer greatly. That is my solution, " Said Megatron, "Now leave I wish to speak to Sound Wave alone"
Everyone froze and simply stared. Of course, Megatron's dogs didn't like the idea of Sound Wave discussing matters with Megatron they wouldn't be allowed to hear. This was most prominent with Shock Wave the chief advisor. Skywarp and Thundercracker his two loyal bodyguards had never been ordered out before.
"Are you deaf, " Megatron said his smile faded, "Leave at once!"
Everyone moved in a shuffle towards the doors at the end. Sound Wave noted the glare Starscream shot at him of displeasure and annoyance.
As soon as the doors shut Megatron focused on Sound Wave. His most loyal man.
"Sound Wave tell me what is it that makes a good leader," Megatron said.
This question was odd. Why was Megatron asking Sound Wave's advice on leadership? He was nothing more than a servant. To help build his master's vision. He knew nothing of leadership. This must be some kind of test.
"Strength and wisdom." Sound Wave replied.
"Yes, strength and Wisdom." Said Megatron his smile returning with a bit of a chuckle,
He came down the steps to Sound Wave's level. Even on the same level, Megatron was still quite imposing. His massive malevolent body towered over Sound Wave's much smaller yet robust structure.
"He must indeed be wise to know what motivates his enemies as well as his allies. And he must be strong to use a firm hand to guide his people to success and to crush the opposition before him. But wisdom is not purely intellectual and strength is sheer physical power. No, he must be wise in all things and not just books but socially and he must be unbreakable on mentality and utterly ruthless yet merciful when necessary. People will never follow one who they believe to be a villain and his rule will be unstable. That is these fools who I call advisor can never be trusted with power. They are lacking, " Said Megatron who then paused, "Yet they aspire to take my position."
Of course, Megatron meant that he feared a conspiracy was brewing one that would spell his doom. Sound Wave was not surprised he'd never trusted any of the others.
"Do not worry Emperor Commandant I shall snuff out any such conspiracy and have the conspirators terminated." Sound Wave affirmed
"Sound Wave you are truly the ideal servant. Your lack of ambition and discipline make you this. It would be easy to simply kill them all but that raises problems, " Said Megatron, "As long as the Autobots exist my council will prove necessary to carry out the war. It would be foolish to purge them now. The instability and holes it would create would provide our enemy the opportunity they need to seize victory."
"The others are fools who will not understand that. They may strike now if you are sure they seek your position. Lord Megatron, we can find re-"
"No any kind of regime change will show weakness and a leader must never appear weak. If he does the people with neither fear or respect him and set upon him like rabid animals, " Said Megatron, "We must discourage their actions without revealing them."
There were certainly ways of doing that. Sound Wave imagined executing those under command of the possible conspirators. To suggest they knew.
"I am planning a military parade that will lead to a celebration in Koan. This will be to mark the day the revolution began. There the annual imperial games will commence. Soon after Bludgeon will have destroyed the Autobots on the Moon and opened Earth up for invasion. On that day I will announce the campaign to Earth to kill Optimus Prime once and for all. A campaign you will not be attending. For it shall be announced that should anything happen to me on Campaign the intelligence ministry shall keep the peace as free elections are held with the candidates being those of the inner council."
Megatron stopped. It didn't take Sound Wave long at all to figure out what that meant. He was the second most popular man on Cybertron. And he knew it was now not without reason.
"Lord Megatron surely you do not mean to name me heir to the Decepticon throne. There are others more sui-"
"I offer you a gift Sound Wave accept it. You are the only one who can be trusted with such a gift."
"The others will kill both of us."
"And then throw the Empire into civil war. They are not so stupid to attempt such a thing in a short amount of time. By the time they think they can without repercussions from the people, Six Shot will have returned from the war front. He will be your enforcer then you shall purge the assassins and complete my vision to launch us into an era of peace and prosperity. Do you reject this."
Sound Wave was silent. Of course, this was all speculative to launch a successful assassination on Megatron would be hard. Even for Sound Wave who knew the security layout perfectly.
"If it is your wish Emperor Commandant, I shall full fill it with maximum efficiency." Said Sound Wave as he bowed.
"Very good, " Said Megatron, "Now rise Sound Wave, heir to the Decepticon Imperial throne."
On Earth post-war, the Ark had been landed in death valley. Around was a military base shared between humans and Autobots. It was currently Autobot HQ and its location was kept secret.
Optimus Prime stood in the bridge of the ark overlooking the base. He saw his troops on patrol marching with their rifles held firmly to their chests. Human stealth helicopters flew overhead on patrol.
He watched as troops human and Autobot went to the mess hall. The humans would enjoy their organic commodities the Autobots would enjoy fresh energon. It had been approximately Seven years since the Arctic campaign the last Decepticon base destroyed Megatron forced to retreat. A major joint military victory resulting in millions of Decepticon casualties including the destruction of 80% of the invading war fleet. It was a momentous day and restored hope in the Autobot cause.
Now they held on to three worlds Earth was the most important so despite Optimus Prime's want to lead forces on the front he choose to stay here. Decepticon agents lingered about. If Earth fell so did the Energon supply.
"Hot Rod, " Optimus said turning around, "Have you been paying attention to my lecture."
The young Autobot soldier was falling asleep but shot himself awake the second Prime turned his gaze upon him. They had been discussing Cybertron's long military history.
"Of course." Said Hot Rod trying to save his ass, "We were talking about the war of eight Primes."
"The war of the Seven Primes, " Optimus corrected, "One of the bloodiest conflicts in our history."
"With all due respect sir. We are living the most bloody conflict right now. Why am I here when I could be out there fighting it?" The way Hot Rod said made it sound more like a state meant.
"Hot Rod, if you are to lead to become an officer in the Autobot military you must have a working knowledge of all things. The history of our wars is important." Prime said holding back his anger.
"Whatever you say. But I'm a hands-on kind of guy I learn much better in the field."
"You've never been in the field." Said Prowl entering the room alongside the big muscular Ultra Magnus, "Sorry Prime but Magnus got impatient."
"Hot Rod dismissed." Said Optimus Prime.
Hot Rod saluted then swiftly left the bridge through a door in the back. This left Prime and his two best generals alone to talk about current affairs.
"Prime, why do you bother the kid lacks the maturity to lead a squad. Not to mention experience." Said Ultra Magnus with his arms folded.
"What he lacks matters not he is fated to be Prime. The Matrix has shown me." Optimus said, "Only those born with a certain spark can bare the matrix."
Both men froze. Prowl knew he wasn't joking Prime never joked. Though he really wished this was the exception.
"No one must know including Hot Rod I tell you this because I fear what should happen should I fall. You must guide him." Said Prime, "Moving on what news is there."
"Well, " Prowl started, "The Russians have sent another request for us to share our weapons with them."
"Tell them once again the UN has issued an Accord that we shall not share weaponry of any kind with anyone outside this base. Furthermore, all soldiers on this base are not permitted to take weaponry off this base without direct UN Autobot oversight and only for use against Decepticon forces. Pro Decepticon forces do not count."
"I would but they have threatened to pull their forces out of the Alliance if we refuse."
Optimus Prime had never used the word hate to describe even his enemies. But he truly hated Earth politics. He was annoyed at how they could bicker and bicker and bicker even in this moment. However, he knew when to call a bluff even before he'd dealt with humans.
"Send them this in reply, " Optimus Prime started, "To the Russian Government. I Optimus Prime refuse to yield weaponry that has been shown to bring near annihilation to human civilization to any political or nonpolitical entity that resides outside these very walls of Fort Trion if you wish to leave the Alliance I understand. But if you are not apart of the Alliance I am under no obligation to risk the lives of soldiers under my command should Decepticons attack your nation and only have to ensure they do not spill over into Ukraine, Estonia, Belarus, Latvia, Mongolia, China, or the recently united Korean Republic. If you believe you do not need nor want Autobot assistance I will gladly shut down the installations in your country and redirect troops into the bases of those countries. Signed Optimus Prime commander of the Earth defense force."
Prowl recorded all of that and couldn't help but chuckle at the response. The Russians were lucky he wasn't writing the response.
"Optimus that's got to be the most polite and elaborate way to say no, fuck you, and bull shit I have ever heard." Said Prowl.
Optimus did enjoy Prowl's company even if he never openly admitted it. He may have been cold and calculating but he knew how to make light of a harsh situation. In all there wasn't one country on this world the Autobots could say would be long term allies should the war be won. Americans either blamed them for leading the Decepticons here or saw their continued presence as an occupation by a foreign force. This sentiment was shared by all their allies as well. The middle east just hated them with extremists calling them demons that Allah called upon to destroy. Yes, apparently a jihad against Autobots was impending. The Russians didn't trust them one bit as seen before. And the Chinese were most concerning. They welcomed the Autobots in. But reports started numerous attempts were made to steal tech by assailants of Chinese origin whom the Chinese government branded Triad. Though he'd been told by all other sources not to trust their sources. Optimus Prime was concerned enough with Decepticons but now he was also concerned with the proliferation of Cybertronian weaponry. Earth was truly a planet of problems.
"And what would you have said Prowl?" Prime Questioned.
"I would have said go fuck your se-"
"Sir if I may, " Ultra Magnus began, "We have more pressing issues to tend to. The Stunticons have gone quiet."
"They're waiting for orders. Megatron's is about to strike." Said Prime knowing the Stunticons had been the most active terrorist cell.
"I wouldn't go that far," Said Prowl, "There is a traitor flying here. His names Deadlock ex Decepticon intelligence assassin. Once a member of Bludgeons branch of cons. He knows something the cons don't want us to know. Most likely the cons will want him silenced before he can tell us."
This was the first Optimus had heard of this. He squinted and frowned. For he knew Prowl had this information for a while.
"How long have you had this information?" Optimus questioned.
"Prime, rest assured we're on the same side here. If I were to inform you of everything that goes on in the world of espionage that may become important you'd be immensely disappointed when it doesn't. Just note tomorrow in Istanbul I will be flying out to meet Deadlock and escort him here."
"Prowl," Said Ultra Magnus, "Are you mad. You'll attract every damn con on the planet if they know you're coming. And knowing you that's what you want. Of course, they won't pass the opportunity to kill you and silence Deadlock! You're going to get yourself killed."
"I must concur with Ultra Magnus this is much too risky. Have him flown here directly."
"No, I haven't met this Deadlock so how am I to know he won't assassinate you. Plus he may have been bugged. Sound Wave doesn't let his guys off so easily. Plus the opportunity to scrap Motor Master come makes the risk is worth it."
Prowl had guts and he was very good at predicting the actions of the advisory. And it was hard to deny the man who mastered minded operation Shadow spear what he wanted.
"You have my permission however I must insist the wreckers accompany you."
"Prime, I've got six of my best men on it. The wreckers have gained to much attention. In fact, Springer's face is all over the internet. I'll have them nearby on stand by if shit gets real. But if their general vehicles are spotted moving into the area it may tip off Motor Master make him too nervous and cause him to flee."
Optimus did not like it. A lot of people's lives were on the line and he wasn't going to allowed to lead the charge. Every circuit within him wanted to say no. However, killing Motor Master might earn the people's trust and sway Earth's opinion on the Autobots.
"You have my permission to proceed with the plan. I also grant you execution authority against any Decepticons in Istanbul. Good luck General."