Chapter 2

Database

Author's notes: First off, I want to apologize for how long it took for this chapter, I'll try to get the next one up quicker. Also, If you look closely at Hot Shot/Thrasher's design there appears to be two circular things on each of his wrists that could potentially be used as some kind of weapon. That is where I got the idea for the flamethrowers.

As I said before, I do not know if Thrasher ever killed a mini-con with his own hands? But given his upbringing and previous associates It is without undoubtedly possible, not to mention his abilities when it comes to fighting and his outrageously ruthless behavior when he was angered enough. Although at this point in the story I thought he was none more than just another swarmer.

For the next two days in the warehouse, no torturing of Mini-Cons happened. In fact, most of the time the only bot there aside from myself was Thrasher. Granted I slept through most of the two days, but I believe any kind of violence would have woke me. In the many hours in which he wasn't asleep and neither was I, Thrasher spent most of his conversing with other Swarmers in those few times they poked their heads in, or pacing up and down the cluttered floor of the warehouse with a blank expression on his face. Things began to get interesting again towards the end of the second lifeless days. I awoke to see Thrasher staring at the wall of dead Mini-Cons. And he stood completely still, as if he was no more alive then they.

From what I could see, nothing had changed about Thrasher. Yet, something about him seemed very different. I then noticed that there was a large number of Swarmers in the room, and all of them carried guns. It was just as I noticed them that Thrasher turned on his heel and faced my direction and I then realized what exactly it was that I thought was different about him. His eyes glowed a bright green and his facial expression had changed to one of great anger.

"Thrasher, let's get going. We don't have all night." One of the bots to his right said.

But he didn't respond he merely squinted his eyes and clenched his fists. When the same bot repeated himself thrasher let out a cry I had never heard before and ignited the flamethrowers on his wrists. Within seconds the rest of the Swarmers joined in on what I assumed was a battle cry. Many of the Swarmers fired their guns up at the high roof. Once the chaos ended, all of the Swarmers including Thrasher charged out of the warehouse. Leaving only me left inside.

For the rest of my stay I was alone in the Swarmers' warehouse. During this time I was able to truly study the life of the Swarmers. Accessing the data was almost too easy. The one problem with their strategy was that they were always on the move, and because of this their security was very poor (the same reason it was so easy for a bot my size was able to sneak into one of their outposts without being seen). Nonetheless I was able to access their database with ease and properly educate myself of their kind.

I spent hours studying their history, beliefs and the many tools and weapons they used. Most of the weapons they used were custom built by a private company based out of a town near my home city of Kaon. Because of this, the Swarmers had weapons superior to ours as well as that of the Autobots. Aside from that, the Swarmers didn't seek help in any regard. Nearly everything they had including the tools used for torturing Mini-Cons they made themselves. All their soldiers were trained by older, experienced Swarmers and then thrown into battle with the rest of the Swarmers after a brief training. Part of this was because the Swarmers as a community could not afford to buy proper training equipment, so the only way to simulate a battle for new troops was to actually have them take part in one. It was also because the Swarmers believed that by throwing the new troops into a battle they would learn quicker, and become better soldiers because of it.

At first I thought this was absolutely ridiculous and stupid. Doing that would only kill off most of the new troops in the first battle, and then the rest would be gone by the second. I thought. This of coarse was true if it was to be done by the Autobots or Decepticons. But put together with the battle strategy and combat techniques of the Swarmers, it actually had potential. The Swarmers were utterly relentless. Once placed into battle a Swarmer was to fight until his spark was extinguished. They were trained to rip apart other transformers with their bare hands.

Typically, they were equipped with hidden saw blades used to cut through the outer armor of an enemy. Then once the armor had been torn open, they would grab at any wires or other components they could get their hands on and rip them out. This process continued until they had essentially gutted the bot in which they were attacking. It wasn't until I witnessed this first hand that I would truly understand how this technique worked. Many of the other tactics proved to be useful, and not to mention I actually found myself interested in the Swarmers' ways and history. So Just before I left the warehouse I was able to make a duplicate of the information stored on the database.