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Chapter 2: Introductions and Catching the Bad Guy

'Wreck-Gar? What the frag kind of stupid name is that?' the purple spiderbot thought with two quirked optics.

"Wreck-Gar?" she asked, as if testing the name.

"Yes! I am Wreck-Gar, it is short for; Walking Wreak, Pile of Garbage!" Wreck-Gar announced proudly.

Blackarachnia couldn't help but snicker at the bot.

"It suits you." she added snidely.

"Thank you!" the junkbot said happily.

'This mech has a glitch or two in his processor.' thought the black widow as she decided to see if he was armed with any blasters, or hidden launchers.

While again taking in his alien appearance, she again found her optics focused on the Autobot symbol on the junk heap's chest and glared at him fiercely.

"You're an Autobot, huh? Never seen or heard of a pile of scrap like you before." she said, getting her pincers on her shoulders ready to strike.

"I am Wreck-Gar! I am an Autobot hero! I was born here!" the junkbot cried happily.

"Born… here on Earth?" she asked skeptically.

This guy certainly didn't seem like a seasoned war bot… he was even greener than Prime's flunkies. But a protoform here on Earth? But… the only other thing with the power to create Cybertronian life was… the Allspark!

"Were… were you born from an Allspark fragment?!" demanded the Decepticon.

"Allspark? Oh! That's right! I am Wreck-Gar, I give off a ton of Allspark energy!"

Blackarachnia was blinded slightly as the junkbot before her began to glow brightly. She didn't need a another hint to tell her that that was an insane amount of Allspark energy. She thought about taking him offline right then and there… but she had never destroyed anyone before. Not even a Decepticon when she was an Autobot, nor a Autobot when she became a Decepticon, and she found the idea rather unappealing. And if he was packed with that kind of energy… maybe he could determine where that little brat and her key was.

"Mmhmm… yes you are, big boy. Say could you help me with a little something?" she asked, giving off that poisonous charm of hers. It didn't seem to affect him like most other mechs… but it did affect him.

"Uh, of course! I am Wreck-Gar! I am a hero, so I must help. May I know what your name is?" he said, stuttering slightly and with that same goofy grin.

Blackarachnia smirked, showing off a few fangs and raised her left two optics in the same manner a human would raise an eyebrow. He was kinda cute with that goofy smile… wait, where did that come from?

She shook her cranium a bit and again focused on getting what she wanted out of this bot.

"The name's Blackarachnia. So Wreck-Gar, what I need is to find a certain little girl, with a very special key." she said purring as she made her way over and laying her hands on his chest plate, caressing it softly.

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Wreck-Gar was extremely flustered… he was little more than a sparkling in mind really, and he really didn't know what this strange femme was doing… Blackarachnia… for some reason that name sounded really beautiful to him.

He replayed what she said to him in his head. A girl with a special key? That sounded familiar, calling up his memory banks he found the image of the small organic that was with his red and white friend and the yellow mech.

"Uh, is she about this big, dark skin, red hair in pigtails and wears the key around her neck?" asked the junkbot, measuring with his hands.

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Blackarachnia smiled, he already knew her, this would make things a lot easier. Then again… if he knew her, then he probably knew the other Autobots… that could be a problem. Still, he didn't know her, so she was safe, and ensured her plan might work.

"That's right big boy, all you need to do is find her using your Allspark energy." Blackarachnia whispered in a sing-song voice.

"This is great!" he cried, slightly surprising the spider femme that he was able to break off her seduction.

"That girl… uh, I think her name's Sorry? Sory? Sari! She's a friend of my friend, the red and white Autobot who yells a lot! And his friend the yellow speedy guy! If I find her, then I find him and his friends! I'll help you and find my friends."

"Uh… yeah, that's right." assured Blackarachnia, while frying her CPU trying to figure out how this guy, this… junk heap, shook her off so easily, when even grand machines like Prime and most Decepticons could be molded like putty in her claws.

"But… uh, how do I do that?" asked Wreck-Gar, sheepishly smiling at the female bot.

"Weren't you listening before? Just use you Allspark energy." ordered Blackarachnia.

"Right! I am Wreck-Gar, I will find them using my Allspark energy!" he said as he again began to glow brightly and a small, thin beam began to shoot towards the city.

Wreck-Gar began to walk down the side of the jagged cliff following the beam, while Blackarachnia switched into her spider mode and followed safely from the shadows.

'That's right scrap-heap, lead me right to the key.'

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Wreck-Gar strolled through the streets of Detroit, which were nearly empty due to the late hour. With spider in tow, he continued to follow the beam of energy towards the Autobot's base. As he turned a corner, a large, slim blue convertible came speeding towards the junkbot and strait though his legs.

Wreck-Gar bent down and looked after the speeder through his legs, only to hear sirens. Looking up he panicked as he saw multiple police-cars coming towards him. Quickly getting out of the way, he watched the siren adorned vehicles chase the blue car.

"Huh, those were police cars… and since those were police cars, the blue car they're chasing must be a bad guy… and if he's a bad guy, I have to stop him!" he said, a grin coming onto his white face.

Shutting down his Allspark glow he turned around and began to chase after the sirens.

"Uhg, what is that idiot doing?!" screeched Blackarachnia as she saw her patsy run towards the cars.

Swinging from a web and dropping in front of Wreck-Gar, she transformed and put her hands on her hips.

"Uh, Wreck-Gar, baby, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" she screamed.

"I am Wreck-Gar, I am a hero. I must catch the bad guys!"

"Forget them! Just find the brat and the key!" ordered Blackarachnia.

"No! I must stop the bad guys!" he said trying to get past her.

"Listen scrap-heap! Just do what I tell you!" she yelled, loosing her cool for a second, but quickly regaining her composure. "Listen, just do what I say, I need that key." she added sweetly.

"Do what you say?" Wreck-Gar asked, confused. At first Blackarachnia thought he would do what she said, but she was sorely mistaken. "…no. The old guy said I can be any kind of bot I wanted to be, he said I should think for myself. I'll help you, but first I'm going to catch the bad guy!"

With that, Wreck-Gar transformed into his dump-truck mode and started racing down the street faster than a normal garbage truck would be able to go, easily catching up to the cops.

The spider femme meanwhile just stood there. He had done it again. He had resisted her. This was beginning to get frustrating, especially since this was keeping her from her goal. Transforming back into her organic spider form, she quickly caught up to the garbage-bot and saw as he began to outmaneuver the cops and speeder.

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"Catch the bad guy, catch the bad guy, catch the bad guy." Wreck-Gar continued to think and say to himself.

He ran around the police cars and blue car by driving on the side-walk briefly while no one was coming, then quickly transforming, he stood before the blue car and scooped it up.

"Now, uh… what do I do now that I caught him?" asked Wreck-Gar confused.

As he spoke to himself, the door of the car opened and a small man dressed in black clothes and a ski-mask jumped out, carrying large sack.

Before he could get anywhere however, a large orange metal hand grabbed him and the robber soon found himself face to face with a large, white metal… uh, face.

"Excuse me, do you know what I'm supposed to do know?" asked the junkbot.

The police, as well as Captain Fanzone, exited their vehicles and looked up at the site.

"Heh, look Captain. The Autobot did the work for us." said a random officer.

"Yeah, yeah." Fanzone muttered, a little put off for having the action taken away from him. "Good work, uh, whoever you are, we'll take him from here."

"Oh, uh, sure! I'm Wreck-Gar, I'm a hero!" he said, putting the human down, who was immediately surrounded by officers.

"Wreck-Gar huh? Well thanks again, sure I'll-" as Fanzone was finishing up, a loud explosion could be heard in the distance.

"What was that chief?" asked the same officer.

"I'd know that sound anywhere, Decepticons." answered Fanzone bitterly.

"Decepticons?" asked Wreck-Gar, remembering the big purple guy with one optic.

"Well aren't you going over there?" demanded another officer.

"Huh?"

"Well you're an Autobot ain't ya? Autobot's fight Decepticons!" Fanzone said.

"We-we do? Uh, right! I am Wreck-Gar! I fight Decepticons!" said the dump-truck before transforming and speeding towards the source of the noise.

'This just keeps getting better and better.' thought Blackarachnia as she silently followed Wreck-Gar.

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That's the end of this chapter, short I know, but they will get longer, next time, Wreck-Gar has a little reunion with his friends.