AN: So I got good feedback after the first chapter. Despite me having a 4 day weekend, My time is limited. Tomorrow I'll be with my girlfriend and a few friends, going out for coffee, hanging out at my friend's house then walk around the neigborhood at 3 am for God knows why.
(Washington D.C, office of the CIA)
Harold Attinger sat silently in his office, awaiting is guest.
After minutes, the door opened, revealing an agent, who let his guest in; the secretary of state.
He stood up, gesturing the man to sit down. He held out his hand which the man shook gladly; the two had known each other for a long time.
"Good to see you Harold." the man smiled.
"You too, Sullivnan." Attinger greeted him. He sat down next to Daniel Sullivan, a Republican who had been the secretary of state for many years now.
"Now...let's get down to business..." he took off his glasses, setting them on his desk.
"Yes...you wanted to discuss the Autobots...tell me, did they agree to the accords?" Sullivan asked the old agent, who shook his head.
"A shame...I agree with the accords but not the politics. Let's hope they get off easy with the vote." he was calm, but Harold's mood changed then.
"There's actually been a change in plans...there won't be a vote." Sullivan's eyes narrowed.
"What do you mean no vote? Has it already been decided?" he asked, the CIA agent shook his head.
"Daniel...Blackwolf, leader of Team Prime denied to agree to the accords as if he has a free voice. The accords are meant to limit the power we've given them for so long; there needs to be a change." he spoke as calmly as possible.
"What do you plan on doing, Harold?" he asked the agent.
"Sir...Joshua Joyce is working on a project over at KSI, this project will not only give us the power of having the Transformers at our backs...but at our will."
"What is this project?" Harold smiled.
"Joyce is building his own Transformers, controlled robots that work at their will. But the only way we can continue to get the metal involves a trade my associate has set up." Sullivan was confused now.
"What is this trade sir?" he seemed a bit concerned.
"Sir...Blackwolf...as you know him, he's a strong, protective fighter. But...believe it or not, he's the key to an invasion on Earth, if we threaten them before we're ready. But my ally is willing to offer us the assistance required if we can pay his price?" Sullivan was a bit worried.
"What's his "price"?" the Secretary asked slowly.
Harold looked down for a minute before looking back to Sullivan.
"Blackwolf. Arcee. Grimlock. Ratchet. Those four, and we will be able to produce an army of our own Transformers, which can bring to the world, a source of global defense." Sullivan took this in.
"Well...Harold...as you know, NEST and the Autobots have a very close alliance. If we threaten one, the other may get involved." Harold nodded slowly, understanding his concern.
"That's why we put them both on a two front battle. We keep NEST off the field and in the courtroom, and cut them off from the Autobots and let our forces deal with capturing and extracting Blackwolf, our other targets of interest, and the Ground Bridge technology...we have the upper hand. We just need clearance...from you." he finished calmly as usual.
Minutes passed...the Secretary of State pondered his choices...it was all on his hands what happened. He could let an opportunity like this pass, or he could take the chance and bring a possibly brighter future.
"Well...Harold...make it happen." he felt that he may regret this...but he couldn't pass up this opportunity.
(Three days later, Omega Three, Nevada)
The screen above the command center hummed slowly as it played the news. The talk of Blackwolf denying to accept the Chicago Accords was a global discussion.
Blackwolf looked in aw as some Countries say he should be treated as a criminal...a terrorist; denying the will of the United Nations...but he wouldn't bow to the governments of the world.
Fowler stepped from his office. Brief case in hand as he walked to the elevator.
"Fowler...where are you going?" Blackwolf asked the NEST agent.
"I've gotta be in D.C tonight. NEST...it's been accused of terrorism." Blackwolf was shocked.
"I'll give the base a view of the courtroom case...see you bots later." her went up to reach his helicopter.
"Has the U.N lost it's mind?!" Bee was shocked, having been next to Blackwolf the whole time.
Blackwolf was afraid of what was going to happen...he didn't want Nitalia and Centurion getting caught up in this matter. But he also knew...where they went, Slipstream and Jack went.
"Nitalia, Centurion...meet me in the Command center, Jack and Slipstream, you two as well." he opened the comms, before looking to Ratchet.
"Ratchet, prepare a bridge to Iacon." Ratchet was confused...but complied without any questions.
When the four bots reached the Command Center, they were all confused on what was going on.
Arcee had come too, feeling uninvolved, all her children being called up but not her.
"Centurion...Nitalia...as you know...things aren't looking good for us with this Accords situation. Until myself and the others can clear this mess up, I want you four on Cybertron." they were shocked.
"What about you and Arcee?" Jack asked, the other three wondering the same thing.
"Well...I'd send her too...but I don't think she's gonna be leaving my side any time soon." he smiled, earning one from her too.
"Also...I need my first Lieutenant with me in these times." he finished.
Ratchet opened the bridge, the swirling green portal crackled with life. Centurion hugged Arcee quickly, and saluting Blackwolf before running through with Slipstream at his heels.
Jack stood before the portal, Arcee hugged him goodbye. Nitalia was about to go through, but before she did, the Yellow and Black femme turned around and ran into Blackwolf's arms, hugging him tightly.
"Be careful Dad...please?" she looked up at him. It warmed his spark that his daughter still cared for him so.
"I will...besides, we've got Ratchet and Grimlock, we'll be okay." they separated, she stood before the portal next to Jack. He and Blackwolf exchanged nods before the young couple leaped through the portal.
Ratchet closed it behind the four of them, deactivating the bridge.
(Unknown Location, Earth's Orbit)
There was a huge ship floating above Earth, it was shaped triangularly, but appeared as if it was a floating city shielded by metal covers.
Inside the supposed Bridge and cockpit, there was a Cybertronian standing alone. He was pondering his plan of action for when he receives the "All clear" to move onto Earth.
Suddenly, one of his soldiers stepped into the door of the bridge.
"Commander Lockdown, incoming transmission from Earth." the bot was a bit bulkier than a vehicon and had a green visor instead of a red one.
Lockdown's faceplate was hidden by his mask. "Patch it through." he ordered.
A few moments later, his communicator activated.
"Agent Attinger?" he asked, curious if he had been discovered.
"It's time. Team Prime's communications are down currently, NEST is blind, and my forces are massing up to attack Omega Three." he spoke calmly.
"Very well...I'll be down there, to personally face Blackwolf...if he's as deadly an adversary...deadly enough to kill Galvatron and a small army of Decepticons with him and go out almost unscratched, I want to know if be given a challenge." he smirked behind his green glowing mask.
(Omega Three)
Blackwolf was so focused on the battle in the courtroom between the U.S government and NEST. Fowler, Lennox, and Winfield were arguing an uphill battle as their opponents had falsified evidence that had been approved as terrorism.
Ratchet looked concerned with his leader. Grimlock stood above the two, he was concerned for his leader's well being too. He had a better understanding that his processors finally repaired themselves.
Arcee stood next to her sparkmate, knowing he was troubled. Ratchet out of nowhere deactivated the monitor.
"You need to stop pressuring yourself with this. It's not good for your still young spark, body and mind." their medical officer spoke wisely.
"Turn it back on...they're being very specific with how these things NEST has supposedly done, links back to me." Blackwolf sighed, Arcee rubbed his back slowly.
"I may not understand humans enough...but if they think they could take on our family, they're welcome to try." Grimlock growled.
Outside, several Cybertronians had rockets aimed towards the entrance.
"Fire!" the lead mech ordered. The rocket troops all opened fire upon the entrance to Omega Three.
Blackwolf and the others jumped as they felt the base shake from the blast. Arcee ran to her terminal, the command table which monitored and controlled all the mechanics of the base.
"Arcee, report! What's going on?!" Blackwolf growled.
"Scrap, we've got unknown Cybertronians knocking on our front doors!" she was shocked to see human soldiers too.
"Decepticons?!" Blackwolf asked with urgency.
"I don't think so...cause they're not alone." she pointed to the human soldiers moving up. "I'm bringing the auto-guns online." she pressed a few buttons.
Outside, all the base's turrets came online and began firing at the unknown Cybertronian soldiers.
Bumblebee, Bulkhead and Smokescreen, followed by their human allies and June all rushed into the Command Center.
"What's going on?!" Bulkhead was shocked to see this happening.
"We're under attack...the humans have betrayed us...and they're not alone." he pointed to the screens.
"What do we do?!" Bee didn't know what to do.
"Our first concern is getting the humans out of here!" Blackwolf looked at Bumblebee and Bulkhead.
"You two, take them out of here, Ratchet, open a bridge and get them somewhere, quick! Nowhere in Nevada, somewhere they won't track us. Myself, Arcee, Smokescreen and Grimlock will worry about our guests...those turrets aren't going to last long...and that door isn't gonna hold for long." he and the others rushed to the tunnel, all awaiting the coming raid.
Ratchet found a suitable place and opened a ground bridge, Bulkhead let Miko and June in, Bumblebee got Raf in, but Johnson was stopped by Ratchet.
"Johnson, before you go, I've transferred Teletraan One to your suit, protect him at all cost!" the African-American man nodded, getting into Bumblebee. The two Cybertronians awaited to go through the portal, Bulkhead was hesitant.
"What about the rest of you bots?" he asked while in vehicle form.
"Don't worry about us, just go! Get the humans out of here!" Blackwolf ordered. The two drove into the bridge, Ratchet closed it.
Suddenly, the door blew open in the base, they could hear soldiers on the way. They saw Cybertronian troopers marching into the base. Blackwolf, Arcee and Smokescreen opened fire upon the soldiers.
"Ratchet, disable the bridge! Carry the nodes with you! Take the elevator entrance and go! We'll get out on our own!" Ratchet hated doing it but he wouldn't let the humans obtain the ground bridge or the space bridge.
He ran to the elevator, going above the base. Before he left, he looked to Arcee's grave for Cliffjumper, he couldn't let it go abandoned. He ran to it and grabbed the piece of Cliff's horn that Arcee had left of him.
"For your well being Arcee." He looked down upon who was attacking...he saw a lone Cybertron approaching the base...his optics widened as he knew the mech too well.
"No…!" he changed form, opening his comms to Blackwolf.
"Blackwolf!" the medic sounded distressed.
"What is it Ratchet?! Now's not exactly a great ti-"
"Lockdown! It's Lockdown! He's here! Get out of there, now!" Ratchet cut off the comms, Blackwolf was shocked, he only knew Lockdown's name...and the stories of his brutality...yet resourcefulness."
"Scrap...we're cornered." he fired again, flooring a few more of Lockdown's soldiers.
"Autobots! There's only one way out of this and it's through all these Cybertronian and human soldiers. Fight viciously! Fight strategically! Fight to kill! Don't show exhaustion! Don't show fear! And most importantly..." he looked back at them, drawing his hybrid Star Saber longsword.
"Never surrender!" he activated his battle mask, unleashing a wave of energy, shaking the tunnel but flooring the soldiers on the way.
"Charge!" he yelled, sprinting with his sword in hand. Grimlock roared, drawing his huge battleaxe and following up behind the Prime.
Smokescreen smirked, activating the phase shifters and charged after the two. Arcee drew her wrist blades and charged along with them.
Blackwolf saw the soldiers massing up another wave, he growled as he swung his sword, unleashing a wave of energy, cutting the Cybertronians and human soldiers down in front of him.
Grimlock roared, when he was clear of the tunnel and at their lines, he swung, unleashing his fury, sending waves back dead in one swing. Smokescreen began leaping from mech to mech, flooring them, he activated his blasters and put holes through several mechs.
Arcee growled, not caring if the enemy in her way was Cybertronian or human. She slashed and kicked several mechs and human soldiers in her way. Blackwolf swung again, cutting three mechs in half, he switched over to his dual swords.
Now he unleashed repeated waves of energy. Sending mech after mech, human after human, onto their backs dead.
Lockdown focused on Blackwolf, who was cutting his soldiers down left and right. He had expected this, but there was one thing about Blackwolf he wanted to confirm.
He kept his mask on, but now something began shifting on his chest, several pieces formed up in front of his battle mask.
The pieces kept changing until a large cannon formed in front of his helm, a green digital crosshair appeared on the gun. He locked onto Blackwolf, priming his gun, the power of the blast charging.
Blackwolf fought strategically as he ducked under and dodged away from the Cybertronians' attacks. Lockdown smirked behind his mask.
"Show your other self Wolf..." he locked on and released the blast.
The ball of energy rocketed through the air, until it made contact with Blackwolf's gut, sending the Prime onto his back. Several pieces of Blackwolf's armor were blown off from the blast. He lost a few pieces of his shoulder armor, some spikes from his torso armor, and a fang.
He opened his battle mask, the fang fell from him. He growled, his optics scanned where the blast came from. His optics locked with the mask of Lockdown's, the bounty hunter deactivated his mask, revealing his grim, menacing faceplate.
Grimlock roared, changing into his large metal t-rex and began crushing the Cybertronians around him along with burning them and the humans.
Smokescreen and Arcee were slowly getting overwhelmed, the humans' support to the Cybertronians was tiring them out.
He closed his optics...seconds later, they reopened, revealing his blood red optics. He stood up as if he were never tired. He sheathed his swords and activated his knuckle claws. He growled in primal fury, charging the soldiers surrounding Cee and Smokescreen and crashed like a freight train into their line.
He slashed, thrust, threw and stabbed all of the soldiers in his way. He grabbed one and repeatedly drove his right claws through it's chest and spark chamber.
He kicked the nearest one onto it's back before crushing the helm with his pede. The Prime stabbed one directly in the gut, lifted it over his helm, drove his other claw into it's waist, and then, with little strength, tore the mech in half.
He received another blast, but this time he stayed on his pedes, he looked at Lockdown, marking his target.
Blackwolf now began walking towards Lockdown, ignoring anyone in his way. Arcee and Smokescreen pushed back now that they were given breathing room.
Blackwolf neared closer to Lockdown. Now Lockdown began walking towards the enraged Prime. Now the two began sprinting towards each other, both locked on.
Now, Lockdown slid as Blackwolf swung his claw. The bounty hunter kicked him in the back, Blackwolf growled as he began rapidly swinging at his foe. Lockdown dodged each of the Prime's strikes, now he threw his fist into Blackwolf's gut, causing the Prime to stutter.
Now Lockdown began striking the Prime left and right, Blackwolf tried to block his attacks but he was unsuccessful.
Lockdown roundhouse kicked Blackwolf, the Prime almost fell back from the impact. Now, Lockdown grabbed the Prime by the arm, and used his other arm to nearly push Blackwolf's arm out of place.
"Gah!" Blackwolf's red optics returned to yellow from the pain. He was more shocked then anything, he had been built to use Feral mode as an unstoppable weapon, and here he was, almost killed by one single mech.
"Lights out, Wolf Prime." Blackwolf looked as Lockdown was about to bring his fist down on him, when all of the sudden, somebody began rapidly blasting at the Bounty Hunter.
Lockdown looked up to see Smokescreen charging him, the rookie leaped at him, the bounty hunter punched to meet the mech, but Smokescreen used the phase shifters and the attack went through him.
Grimlock was fighting off every attacker, however, he looked into the distance and located something rolling towards them. Tanks. He growled, knowing if they didn't leave now, they were goners.
Smokescreen kicked Lockdown back, using this time to get Blackwolf up. Arcee sprinted to them, helping her sparkmate up.
"We...we need to retreat, let's go." Blackwolf spoke tiredly. He looked bad, he was leaking energon and was missing some pieces of his armor.
"No, the both of you retreat! They've got tanks on the way, I'm too tired to fight them off. Smokescreen and I aren't getting out of this!" Grimlock growled, sending another mech flying from his axe.
"As much as I hate to say it, Grim's right, if we're gonna win this fight, some of us may have to lose it." he smiled grimly.
"This isn't the real fight Blackwolf! GO!" Grimlock ordered over the comms. Blackwolf knew they were right, but it was an awful way for him to abandon his friends.
"P...Primus watch over you two." Blackwolf sighed, turning to leave.
"Now go!" Smokescreen ordered. Blackwolf and Arcee began driving off, their signals getting fainter by the seconds.
Lockdown stood up, he was already enraged, knowing what happened. Smokescreen prepared to fight again. He charged the bounty hunter, phase shifters activated.
Lockdown activated something on his fists, they glowed green across the seams. When Smokescreen attempted to attack, Lockdown reached out, and grabbed his punch.
"Wait...what?" the rookie was so confused, before he was thrown onto his back. Grimlock looked over to see Smokescreen on the ground.
"Smokescreen!" Grimlock panicked, before he realized it, he was pelted with tank shots. He was shot left and right for a long minute.
Grimlock fell to the ground, unconscious and out for the fight.
Smokescreen was stared face to face with Lockdown.
"Tell me where the Prime went...and I'll let you live...Smokescreen." Smokescreen wouldn't do it.
"Get...fragged…!" the brave rookie growled.
"That's unfortunate...now I'll have to go to more violent methods to find Blackwolf...you'll die only cause you think you're saving him." Lockdown growled, before activating something on his arm, a large tool formed, almost like a claw.
He thrust it into Smokescreen's chest armor, it reached his spark chamber and seemed to clamp down around his spark. With a violent pull, he ripped Smokescreen's spark from his chest. The rookie's optics, once something so full of life, died so slowly to a dim gray.
He heard something behind him, he turned to see his soldiers hauling Grimlock his way.
"What shall we do with this one, Lockdown?" the soldier asked. He smirked.
"Take him to the ship...he'll be the final part to the collection." they began hauling him to the carrier ship.
"We've got work to do..." he looked at the burning base, the dead rookie, and his spark in grasp.
"And a Prime to take." he smirked.
Ugh ppl are going to get mad for this chapter, I'm calling it. So this took a but to make but here it is. It's a bit more serious of a chapter, like I said. So, a lot just happened, but don't worry, It'll start taking effect with what happens later.
