Bleach Prime Interlude

What's up world? This is SpartanPrime101 once again bringing you another Fanfiction Crossover. Now, first off, I just cannot believe how popular Bleach Prime has become over the past few months; 32 reviews so far, almost all of which describe its readers positive opinions towards the story and its plot thus far. So, I give my esteem thanks to all who have supported my progress, and for being so patient with my recent lack of rapid updates.

Second, after reading the Star Wars-Halo Crossover Halo: New Horizon and its support story Prelude to Eternity by creamofwheat2311, I decided to do a similar support story of my own. I also would like to thank Bigby the Big Bad Wolf for granting me permission to base my new story's plot after his Bleach Omniverse Volume I.

Basically, this follows Smokescreen after he is ground-bridged to safety just before the destruction of the Autobot Base. However, when he attempts to go back through the portal, he ends up…well, far from where he wanted to be, that's for sure.

Anyway, here is the first chapter to Bleach Prime Interlude

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"Speaking"

'Thought'

"Past-tense"

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{Prologue: Welcome to Karakura Town}

Previously on Bleach Prime:

'Why rule only one world…when I can rule two!'

'RRRRAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHH!'

'Megatron has managed to accomplish the first phase of his cyberforming of Earth: the construction of his fortress.'

'In Jasper, Nevada. I don't get it. Why here?'

'Because the Decepticons has discovered the location of our base.'

'Come, my Armada: ATTACK!'

'The base is lost…we must disperse to avoid capture.'

'Special Agent Fowler to Air Defence Command: I need immediate combat support.'

'No…'

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{Jasper, Nevada}

The skies above Jasper, Nevada, USA were bleak with smoke that arose from what was once the Autobot Base Omega-1. Even from a distance, the ruins of the former sole Autobot Base in this section of the Solar System stood out against the near-barren landscape that bordered the small city of Jasper just miles away.

Hardly anyone had any business to even consider entering this smoldering wreck heap.

Anyone that is, except for one individual.

Lord Megatron: the self-proclaimed leader of the Decepticons; the living incarnate of corruption, deceit and destruction; the megalomaniac warlord that had waged war across the cosmos, engulfing numerous worlds and star systems, including his own home planet Cybertron.

And right at that moment, he was the one person to NOT, under any circumstances, be presented with any form of dissatisfactory information.

Just hours before, he and a battalion of Vehicon troopers had travelled to Cybertron via spacebridge portal, with the intent to activate the recently coordinated Omega Lock to restore Cybertron to its former state, with him appointed as its savior and supreme ruler.

However, while on route to the Omega Lock, they were ambushed by Optimus Prime and his fellow Autobots, after Optimus had used the Forge of Solus Prime to upgrade their Ground Bridge to allow space travel capacity. Following a brief battle between them and Megatron, the Autobots had proceeded to locate and activate the Omega Lock, and hopefully return their home planet to its pre-war state themselves.

Unfortunately, Megatron's communications/infiltration expert Soundwave had managed to locate and capture their human allies, whom Megatron had threatened as bargaining chips in exchange for the Omega Keys. However, moments after completing the trade-off, Megatron had activated the Omega Lock, and had targeted and fired its cyberforming energy beam through his Space Bridge…towards the planet Earth.

Consequently, Optimus was forced to use the Star Saber to destroy the Omega Lock – bisecting Megatron's blasphemously fused right arm of Solus Prime in the process –, thus ending any chance to restore Cybertron to its former glory. While Megatron and his fellow Decepticons were still recuperation from Optimus' sudden act of desperation, the Autobots returned to Earth via their own Spacebridge portal.

However, upon their arrival, they were shocked to learn that Megatron had already begun his conquest of Earth…starting with the construction of a new fortress just beside the Autobot Base near Jasper, Nevada,

Following a brief battle between the Decepticons and the Autobots, Megatron ordered his warship the Nemesis just overhead the refurbished missile silo, so as to annihilate their Autobot adversaries with their new Turbo Laser.

Now, what remained of the Autobot Base was being thoroughly searched by Vehicon workers and Insecticon troopers, with explicit orders to locate and uncover any evidence that the Autobots had indeed perished in the blast from the Nemesis' weapon.

And, so as to confirm any evidence uncovered, despite his injury, Megatron was maintaining a steady vigil over the operation from atop a boulder uplifted by the explosion.

"Leave no stone unturned."

"Master."

Megatron turned to see his recently re-established second-in-command walk forward, with two Vehicon Drones following behind him…both of which appeared to be dragging something in between them.

"Look who we found: pulled from the wreckage of his ship," Air Commander Starscream exclaimed arrogantly as he came to a halt before the Decepticon Warlord. As he spoke, the former traitor motioned his arms behind him, moving just enough to reveal the battered and scarred form of...

"Wheeljack."

Said Autobot Wrecker simply groaned in pain, his hard-drive in temporary shutdown as it began attending to repairing his internal damage inflicted from his ship's crash during the battle.

"So...one survived," Megatron stated as he looked down upon the wounded Autobot, a small smirk slowly forming on his faceplate. "Escort our...guest back to the Citadel for questioning." As he spoke, the former Gladiator turned his chassis to his left...

"...back to Dark Mount."

...and gazed up towards his newly cyber-created fortress stood high, its black structure rising like a plague against the already smog-polluted skies above.

As the wounded Autobot was dragged away, both Decepticons gazed upon the ravaged landscape before them, its smoking image bringing back memories of the devastation they had reaped against their foes back during the War for Cybertron.

"This is the dawning of a new age, my liege," the Seeker exclaimed dramatically, his clawed fingers clenching together in tune with his words. "The Reign of Megatron!"

As the Seeker spoke, Megatron couldn't help but raise an optic brow at the former's exclamation. "You do have a way with words, Starscream," the former Gladiator stated before returning his attention to the ongoing activity below.

"Make haste," he called out, his voice stating his point of zero acceptance of debate.

"...and unearth the Autobot corpses."

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Hours after the destruction of the Autobot base, Megatron had received news via Soundwave that the Vehicon workers had managed to uncover something from the ruins of the rubble.

Now, as he and Starscream flew down to the ground transforming into their humanoid forms just before landing, they were greeted with the sight of a squad of Vehicon troopers, two of which were carrying a Cryo-statis pod – containing within it a certain former feminine Decepticon assassin -, while two others had just lowered a very familiar artifact.

"...the Forge of Solus Prime?"

All four Vehicons recoiled back in fear as their master unleashed his fury at the items before him. And, considering the last few times he had released such fury, their reactions were understandable.

"How is it that you have managed to materialize that, yet not the remains of a single Autobot?"

Megatron's outburst was followed up by an outburst from his second-in-command. "Answer your Lord and Master: Where are their Bodies?"

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Smokescreen carefully poked his head and upper torso out from the wall of an abandoned maintenance building, turning his head side to side in the event that any Decepticons were in the area. Certain that he was in the clear, he pulled his upper torso back through the wall, before creeping out quietly, ready to activate his twin Precision Rifles to repel a potential ambush.

While his training from the Cybertron Elite Guard was certainly paying off, it still did little to assist him in keeping from worrying about the rest of the team.

Just hours before, when the order had come to abandon the Autobot Base Omega-1, it was his turn to escape via the Ground Bridge, so as to prevent him falling into Decepticon hands, like the rest of Team Prime.

However, once he had arrived at his intended exit point, he was torn between obeying his orders and turning around to help Optimus face Megatron and his army of Con's.

After a moment's hesitation, activating his Phase Shifter – which he had grabbed during the confusion of the Omega Lock being destroyed by Optimus' Star Saber back on Cybertron – he quickly snuck back through the Ground Bridge before it closed.

However, instead of returning to the Autobot base as he had hoped, he had ended up in the middle of an open marked field of grass and dirt; something the humans referred to as a 'Soccer field'.

Realizing his current predicament, he transformed into his vehicle form before taking off over the field onto the nearby street, so as to avoid any prying eyes, be they human or Decepticon. As he searched for a place to gather his thoughts, he activated his alternate mode's radio box to listen in on local chatter. From what the human 'Jack' had taught him during his so-called 'Driver's Ed' training, humans listened to their 'radios' to gather information about the neighborhood and its daily activities.

That was what Smokescreen focused on while driving through the streets of the local residences – all part of a small city called Karakura Town – until he reached an abandoned construction facility.

Now, after waiting in radio silence in said abandoned facility, he decided it was time to scout out the surrounding area so as to better prepare for a possible Decepticon attack.

A few moments later, he took cover behind a large boulder, making sure that no one saw him. Once behind cover, Smokescreen decided to take note of his current surroundings: He had entered what seemed to be a small forested area close to the center of the city, with a small clearing close to a recreational obstacle course and field; similar to the one he had arrived on after exiting the Ground Bridge hours before.

Once he had taken cover between a pair of large trees and some boulders, he knew that how was the time to plan out a strategy to better analyze the current situation.

'Okay Smokescreen, it's time to get serious. You're separated from the rest of Team Prime, in a town that you've never been to before, without any support or information of the area.

Hmm! Well, my best option right now would be to set up a temporary base of oper–

His train of thought was distracted as an explosion of dirt and debris went off just a short distance away.

'What the heck?'

This was followed by two smaller explosions, causing sand and dirt to rise into the air above the trees.

"Scrap!" the young Autobot muttered as he activated his right arm Precision Rifle, going into a quick jog towards the source of the explosions. Looking ahead, he could see a small clearing ahead of him, from which the explosion had originated from. Pausing for a second behind a large tree, he brought his right arm and head around the tree and aimed his Precision Rifle toward the clearing...

...Only to pause at the sight that lay before him: In the clearing ahead, he could see five figures of humanoid form, two of which were facing towards three younger versions at opposite sides of the clearing.

Regarding the three on the right hand side of the clearing, Smokescreen could tell that they were younglings (children in Earth terms), of which two were in the rear with the third standing ahead and between them and the other two figures. The first figure, a young boy with orange hair and dressed in an unusual black garb, was standing in a defensive stance, wielding what looked like a black version of the Japanese Katana sword. Behind him, the second figure, a young girl with long orange hair and brown eyes, was kneeling over the third figure, a young boy with dark skin and messy brown hair, whom appeared to be injured on his right arm.

However, what caught Smokescreen's attention was the fact that the Girl seemed to be emitting a large amount of energy, similar to that of pure unindustrialized Energon, which seemed to be healing the third boy underneath her.

'This human...the energy surrounding her; it's like...nothing I've ever seen before. Though, considering I was stuck in that Decepticon lifepod for all that time, it shouldn't count as much a surprise. But still...'

Glancing towards the two other figures, Smokescreen instantly became weary, as if they literally radiated bad news. The first figure was quite large, standing at nearly 12 feet high – though not as tall as Bulkhead or Optimus Prime at full height –, was bald with several ridge-like features on his head and cheeks, and had red markings on either side of his head.

However, what caught Smokescreen's attention was the fact that this figure had a skull fragment on his chin, similar to that of a predatory animal, and had a large hole in the center of his chest.

And the fact that his right arm was lying on the ground, with blood dripping from the stump of said arm

'Okay, that's just freaky! I've seen Vehicons die after getting holes shot out in their tin can torsos, and being smashed into the ground by Bulkhead and Optimus...yet this guy's just standing there like it's no bother to him in the slightest.'

Smokescreen then turned his attention to the figure standing just behind the larger man. At first, the young Autobot didn't know what to think of him, considering that, unlike his compatriot, he was around average height with green eyes, jet black hair, and was wearing a strange horned helmet that covered he left side of his head.

And he was pale; really pale. As in, it put the human phrase "white as a sheet" to shame.

In fact, the only clear similarity was that he also had a hole in the center of his neck, which was clearly visible between the collars of his white overcoat.

'Jeez, this guy looks like one of those things from that human Miko was talking about...what were they...ghosts?'

As these thoughts were going through his processor, he couldn't help but notice the slight change in the sword wielding boy's facial expression; as if he was in pain from an unseen injury.

Unfortunately, it was all that the large figure needed to take the initiative of the fight, delivering a swift kick to the boy's chest, causing him to cough up blood as he was forced backwards.

"Ichigo!" A loud cry caused Smokescreen to turn his gaze towards a young human female, whom was running towards the orange-haired boy with a look of sheer pain and fear on her face.

"Stay where you are!" the boy cried out...just as the larger figure brought his fist down, causing the boy to fall down unto his knees.

Ignoring the boy's warning, the girl rushed to his side, only to be back handed by the large figure, sending her tumbling across the ground like a rag doll.

The boy's eyes widened in horror and disbelief. "ORIHIME, NO!"

"Shut up, will ya!"

With that, the large figure began pummeling the boy without mercy, causing the latter to cry out in pain with every blow.

For Smokescreen, this was the last straw.

Clenching his fists in anger, he transformed into his vehicle mode, spinning his rear wheels in high gear before tearing across the field.

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Yammy laughed as he continued his barrage of punches and kicks against the Soul Reaper beneath him. Despite having lost his arm, he had expected the little brat to put up more of a struggle, if only to get the crap beaten out of him.

Smirking, the Espada raised his fist to smash the runt into the ground...

...only to be hit by what seemed to be a metal battering ram.

Caught completely off guard, he was pushed over to his left, collapsing down on the ground in a pained grunt, his right leg bent at an odd angle from the speed and velocity of the impact.

Groaning, he lifted his head to see what, or who, had the nerve to hit him when his back was turned.

When he saw what hit him, his eyes widened in shock and disbelief.

There, sitting in between him and the Soul Reaper, was some sort of human motorized vehicle, glistening in the sunlight with blue and red strips, with screaming 68's on both side doors.

And he wasn't the only one surprised by the sudden arrival. Behind him, his fellow Espada, Ulquiorra, was staring at the sports car in mild surprise; the fact that whoever was driving this vehicle was actually brave – or foolish – enough to attempt to fight an Espada was beyond understanding.

Just behind said vehicle, the young Substitute Soul Reaper Ichigo Kurosaki was thinking the same thing.

'What the Hell just happened? Did I just get my ass saved...by a sports car?'

To say that Ichigo was confused would be a miscalculation of emotions running through his head. Here he was fighting his Inner Hollow, while getting the crap beaten out of him by this unusual hollow, only to be saved by someone in a sports car.

However, his confusion was swiftly replaced by fear and comprehension, for the large figure – now known as Yammy – was starting to get back up, albeit slowly due to his new injury.

And, as clearly seen from his facial expression, was extremely pissed off.

Despite his injuries, Ichigo knew that he had to get the guy in the car to leave; otherwise he would end up getting killed by the now enraged Yammy.

Rising up onto his legs, he shakily staggered toward the sports car's driver door. "H-hey you...y-you gotta get outta here. G-g-go, before...before he kills you."

Finally reaching the door, he reached for the door handle and practically ripped open the door...only to freeze at what he saw in the driver's seat.

Or rather, what he couldn't see in the driver's seat.

Ichigo stared in shock, not believing what he could clearly see before him: the car that had saved him, and his friends behind him, was empty.

Just ahead of him, Yammy had finally risen to his feet, though his twisted right leg made this task quite difficult. Of course, getting hit by a sports car racing at well over 120 m/h would definitely cause some damage, even to an Espada Arrancar.

Whether it was due to his injury or his feral rage, Yammy's entire body was shaking

"You Bastard!" Yammy growled as he readied to draw his Zanpakuto. "You think you can just show up and do that to me? Now I'm gonna show you what happens when you piss me off."

"Heh, I'd like to see you try, two-ton!"

This caused everyone, even Ulquiorra, to freeze in surprise as they all stared at the car. Having been standing right next to it, Ichigo just stared at the sports vehicle like it was possessed. Unbeknownst to him, each one of them was thinking the same thing as he was.

'Did that just...come from the car?'

Barely had the thought passed through Ichigo's mind, when something else occurred that went up and beyond the impossible.

The sports car began to transform.

With a series of shifting metal and gears, where a sports car once sat, there now stood an honest to goodness 14 ft tall robot.

At that moment, Ichigo muttered exactly what everyone was thinking at that moment.

"Wha...what the Hell?"

Meanwhile, the now transformed Autobot had risen to his full height, his blue optics glaring at the two Espada in front of him. Moving his body into a defensive stance, he punched his left fist into his right hand, clearly showing his readiness for a fight.

"I don't know who you are, but I think it's time someone put you in your place."

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To say that everyone was stunned beyond belief would be a severe understatement.

Even Ulquiorra, who hardly ever let emotions interfere with his way of thinking, could honestly admit that he was caught completely by surprise.

However, this surprise quickly gave way to curiosity and interest as he examined the new arrival: Standing at about 14 ft tall, the robot was comprised of silver shoulder pads, forearms and legs, while his chest plate was sky blue like his...optics, as Ulquiorra correctly assumed.

Upon closer inspection, the fourth Espada noted an unusual device attached to the robot's left forearms, as it was positioned for easy access should the need arise. As his gaze traveled across the robot's upper torso, he focused his attention to some symbol on its chest...

Only to widen his eyes at said symbol, as he had most certainly seen it before.

'That symbol...it's identical to those on his armor. Is it possible...yes, I'm sure of it.'

'So, he was telling the truth: there is indeed more of his kind on this planet. Lord Aizen will want to know about this.'

At the same time, Yammy had also noticed the symbol, as well as a certain quality concerning the robot's transformation; considering he had experienced it first hand when he had first challenged him to one-on-one combat.

Frowning, Yammy focused his gaze at the robot. "So, you can transform as well, eh?"

This caused Smokescreen to raise an optic brow in confusion, and suspicion. "As well...?"

Ulquiorra narrowed his eyes at the Autobot's expression of suspicion. 'Damn; it would seem that Yammy has also noticed the similarities. If he gives too much away, this one may seek out others of his kind to rescue their comrade.'

'I must end this quickly, before anymore unexpected anomalies make themselves present.'

Using Sonido, he appeared directly between Yammy and the new arrival, his gaze focused on Smokescreen and the weakened Substitute Soul Reaper.

Surprised, Yammy looked down at his fellow Espada. "Ulquiorra...?"

Barely glancing back at his...'ally', Ulquiorra delivered a swift elbow check to Yammy's lower abdomen, causing the latter to stumble backwards in pain and shock.

Smokescreen watched the Espada's actions in confusion, surprised that he had struck at his own comrade so suddenly.

Yammy himself was surprised by the Fourth Espada's actions. "W-what'd you do that for?"

Ulquiorra looked back at Yammy in criticism and disbelief. "Idiot; if you had a brain in your head, you wouldn't be so eager to speak so openly with our enemies."

Looking back at their opponents, he gave the Autobot another critical examination as he continued. "In addition, the new arrival has managed to inflict further injury upon you, and could possibly possess other capabilities we are unaware of."

Returning his gaze back at Yammy, he continued his explanation. "And in your current condition, you would only become a burden to the both of us should the fight drag on any further."

Closing his eyes, Ulquiorra walked back towards his former position. "We have completed our mission; let's go."

Coming to a halt, he then proceeded to open up a Garganta to Hueco Mundo, revealing a black portal that expanded to match Yammy's size and body mass.

Behind them, Smokescreen smirked as he crossed his arms. "Heh, running away!?"

Glancing back, Ulquiorra responded. "What, are you attempting to goad me into fighting you? Seeing as you only arrived after this battle had begun, it's understandable that you would underestimate our power. For you should be warned that if you were to fight us while protecting those pieces of trash, you would find that the odds would be stacked against you."

"However, seeing as our task is complete, there is little reason to linger here any further." Ulquiorra continued as the Garganta began to close up in front of them. "It's time to deliver our report to Lord Aizen: To inform him that the Soul Reaper he is interested in has no value whatsoever."

"He isn't even worth the effort of killing him," he finished speaking as the Garganta closed up completely.

Smokescreen continued smirking as he folded his arms against his sides. "Look who's talking!"

A light groan caused him to return his attention to the three remaining humans, the closest which was slumping forward towards the ground.

Quickly, Smokescreen rushed towards the boy, catching him in his hand before he hit the ground. "Hey, take it easy. You're hurt." Hoping to keep the boy awake, he jokingly added "Of course, you probably look a lot worse than you feel."

Oblivious to the Autobot's attempt of humor, Ichigo merely moaned as he faded in and out of consciousness.

Smokescreen, realizing that his joke had little effect, remained concerned for the boy's safety. "Look, just don't move or talk; just rest. Get your strength back," he softly pushed, narrowing his optics in concern.

"I got you covered."

"Well, I must say, that was quite impressive, though somewhat anti-climatic."

Startled, Smokescreen turned his head in the direction of whoever had just spoken...to where two more individuals stood watching beside him. One was a male with messy blonde hair, mostly hidden under what humans referred to as a hat, while wearing baggy clothes and clogs instead of shoes...not that Smokescreen knew what clogs were anyway. What made the male stand out was the wooden cane that he seemed to walk with in his right hand.

The second figure was a tall, slim female with bright yellow eyes, purple hair in a pony tail style, and wearing a bright orange jumpsuit and black pants.

The male, who had spoken earlier, regarded the Autobot with a critical eye. "For a moment, I thought we would have to intervene, considering poor Ichigo here was getting his butt handed to him. I'll admit we certainly didn't expect someone like you to appear out of the blue like that; but it seemed that you had the situation well in hand. Well done, stranger. Well done indeed."

Caught off guard by the new arrivals, Smokescreen could only stare at the two people before him.

Ah, where are my manners?" the male spoke again as he tipped his hat towards the Autobot. "My name is Kisuke Urahara, and my colleague here is Yoruichi Shihoin."

Glancing back towards the other figures behind them, the male spoke up. "And those two back there are Orihime Inoue and Yasutora Sado."

"And you've already become acquainted with young Ichigo Kurosaki" the man motioned toward the boy still resting in Smokescreen's hand.

"Yoruichi" the male glanced over at his partner, who silently nodded before vanishing in a blur of motion, before re-appearing beside the young girl, gently lifting her head off the ground.

"You okay, Orihime?" Yoruichi asked the girl kindly.

Wincing, the girl opened one eye up at Yoruichi. "I...Ichig-go...?"

"Don't worry; he's fine," Yoruichi spoke as she pulled out a pill from a small leather sack from her pocket. "Can you swallow?"

At Orihime's nod, Yoruichi gently placed a pill in the former's mouth, before lifting her up in her arms.

Meanwhile, Urahara approached Ichigo and the young Autobot, his face hidden behind a small fan he had pulled out of nowhere.

"Well, now that you know who we are, may I ask who you might be, Mr. Robot?"

Only now did Smokescreen realize the situation he had allowed himself to get caught in, as he remembered one of the most important rules of Team Prime: To not reveal his true identity to any human, save for Agent Fowler or their three human counterparts.

"Aw Scrap; Arcee and Ratchet are so gonna have my chassis for this!" Smokescreen exclaimed as he face-slapped himself, to which Urahara raised an eyebrow.

"It would seem that we have quite a conversation in front of us, don't we?" he pronounced as the Autobot lowered his hand and glanced back down at the strange man before him.

Said man then simply chuckled humorously as he raised his cane in greetings. "Well, in any case...welcome to Karakura Town, Mr. Robot!"

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{Jasper, Nevada}

"The Autobot's clearly Ground Bridged from their base before it was destroyed" Megatron theorized as he and Starscream walked among the ruins of the Autobot's former base. "They could be anywhere."

Hours after the destruction of the Autobot base, the Decepticons had had little success in unearthing any further evidence that their foes had indeed perished in the destruction of their former headquarters. As such, it left but only one viable conclusion.

Optimus Prime and his fellow compatriots were alive and scattered across the globe.

Starscream narrowed his optics in thought before he spoke. "We must initiate global surveillance, my lord: send search and destroy teams to every sector of this planet."

Megatron merely glanced at his second-in-command before he activated his helmet's comm. system. "Soundwave: monitor all Earth based transmissions for any sign of Autobot communication...with each other or with their human counterparts."

As they walked on, Starscream glanced over to the slopping landscape far in the East, only to look again at the sound of clanking metal and gleaming metal.

"Master..."

Megatron looked over to the East as we...where dozens of M1A1 Abram MBT Tanks and escorting Huey Attack Helicopters were advancing towards the Decepticon Citadel.

Shortly after the discovery of the Decepticons new fortress, the United States Military was determined to do everything in their power to remove it from the surface of the Earth. In the eyes of any US General, or possibly any other Earth military commander, it was indeed an impressive assault force.

Sadly, this was certainly not the case in this situation.

Starscream smirked arrogantly as he shook his head in disbelief. "Foolish humans; I shall deploy the armada."

"That won't be necessary, Starscream; Not when we can engage our enemy" the Decepticon Warlord exclaimed as he turned his head upward...

"...with new found might."

...up towards the looming fortress of Dark Mount. Or, more specifically, the four massive fusion cannons positioned at the top of the Decepticon Citadel.

In the cockpit of the lead Assault Chopper, the US pilots could only look up in horror at the massive cannons atop Megatron's citadel.

Unfortunately, one of the said cannons was angled towards the approaching assault force, its main power cell steadily charging a massive ball of kinetic plasma energy.

Down below, Megatron smirked menacingly towards the human cavalcade...just as the Fusion Cannon fired a beam of supercharged particles towards the approaching armor and aircraft.

At the last moment, the lead Attack Chopper turned away from the oncoming energy beam.

It was the last smart thing they ever did...before the energy beam struck the ground directly in the center of the armored and airborne assault force.

For a few brief moments, all of the military vehicles and aircraft were caught in an anti-gravity field, like meteors being drawn downward towards a planet's surface.

A second later, the energy ball detonated, wiping out everything and anything caught in its path.

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Yahoo; I finally did it! I hope you all like reading it as I did writing it. Please Read and Review when you can. And if anyone has any issues or problems with how I write, feel free to let me know as soon as possible.

Well, until next time comrades. Till All Are One!