Chapter 3: Assault

"I never expected our first assignment to turn out like this..." Goldbug murmured. Brainstorm was lying on a medical table with tubes attached to his chassis and his vitals were on display by a nearby monitor. Everyone except for Windblade was present at the sickbay, concerned over the condition of the science officer. Chromia stood in silence with her arms crossed while Nautica sat in a chair left of Brainstorm, holding his servo. Minerva walked into the room, wiping mech fluid from her servos with a cloth.

"Will Brainstorm make it?" Nautica asked. "Or is it too late and we're just delaying the inevitable here?" Goldbug placed a servo on her shoulder as an attempt to comfort her.

Minerva sighed. "He's in stasis lock right now but yeah, he's going to make it.'' Everyone in the room let out a sigh of relief. "This was all I could do for him anyhow. A real medic would've gotten him up and running."

Chromia walked up to her. "Hey, stop trying to beat yourself up. You saved Brainstorm's spark and that is more important than worrying about others with your type of expertise can do it better."

"Y-you're right Chromia, I can't help but feel guilty about this whole thing. I mean I was the last one to see him functioning and now look at what happened to him. I never should've left him alone." said Minerva.

"Don't be, he did his job and you did yours. None of us were prepared for a situation like but now we know better. Speaking of jobs, we need to get this ship running by the time Windblade gets back with Brainstorm's briefcase." Chromia turned her helm around to face everyone who's attention was now focused at the femme. "I want everyone to return to their stations and prepare for take-off."

"But what about-" Nautica tried to speak but was quickly silenced by Chromia interrupting her. "I understand your concern for Brainstorm but staying here won't help him recover any faster. Is that clear Nautica?"

Nautica was about to argued with Chromia but came to the realization that she was right. "Understood." She stated in a now calm voice. Chromia nodded in response. "Good, report to the engineering room and Goldbug, you're helping me with the controls."

"Yes ma'am." Goldbug answered. "What about the chances of the Decepticons possibly launching an attack on the ship? We can't exactly be defenseless out here."

"You are right about that. Thankfully whoever designed the Providence had installed a force field generator along with autoguns we can use to defend ourselves. I guess it's the perfect time to test them out so activate all weapon systems as well."

Chromia, Goldbug, and Nautica left the sickbay leaving Minerva alone with Brainstorm. Minerva sat in the same chair Nautica was previously at, feeling exhausted. She could feel her optics starting to shut off and Minerva tried to fight it but in the end, she failed and went into recharge mode.


It had been a long drive but Tarn could see the Peaceful Tyranny in sight. He felt a sense of triumph inside of him knowing that he was about to hand over what the Decepticons had long for since the Great War: total victory over the Autobots. Before he could think more on it, he heard what sounded like an engine revving up from above the cliff he was at . He stopped himself and transformed to his robot form, looking up to a red and black car with wings at the sides driving off the cliff and heading straight for him.

Windblade transformed into her robot form and kicked the Deception in his faceplate. Tarn growled in anger as he grabbed ahold of Windblade and threw her away from him. Windblade quickly transformed back into vehicle form, landing safely on the ground before racing towards Tarn and transforming again to do a flying punch. Tarn blocked the punch using his forearm and both bots glared at each other before pushing each other away.

Windblade got out her sword, Stormfall, and went into a battle-ready stance while Tarn rolled his shoulders before doing the same with his arms out front. "You're going to pay for what you did to Brainstorm." Windblade growled.

"You mean that weak pathetic Autobot I shot down? The way I see it, every Autobot including him deserves it. You may think you're heroes but I know that is nothing more than a thinly disguised lie." Tarn narrowed his optics.

"Keep on telling yourself that Decepticon but I'm leaving with that briefcase alive." said Windblade.

"Oh really, you mean this?" Tarn held out the briefcase for Windblade to see. "We both know there is too much at stake right now. If you value your spark. you will move out of my way or else you will be terminated."

"In that case, I'll just kick your sorry aft right here and right now." Windblade yelled out a battle cry as she charged towards Tarn. She tried to slash Tarn but he quickly backed up at the last moment as the blade scraped against his chassis. Tarn aimed his double fusion cannon at Windblade and fired an energy blast. Windblade rolled out of the way as the spot where she was previously was engulfed in an explosion.

'I'm going to have to take out that fusion cannon if I want to stay online longer but how am I going to do that?' Windblade looked around her surroundings only to find nothing but rocks and the cliff wall. She quickly dodged another energy blast from Tarn who was growing impatient by the cycle.

'Scrap, well it's not like I can just run up to him, it'll be suicide to say the least. Wait a minute...' Windblade looked again at the cliff wall and an idea popped up in her processor.

She began to run towards Tarn who was about fire his double fusion cannon again. "You Autobots never learn do you!?" Tarn shouted as the weapon began to charge up.

"Actually," Windblade ran up the side of the cliff wall and leaped over Tarn. She then sliced off the barrel of Tarn's fusion cannon where it began to fizz out electricity. "We do." The cannon then exploded and released smoke into the air catching Tarn off guard.

Taking advantage of this, Windblade grabbed the briefcase and tried to leave but Tarn saw this and grabbed one of her wings stopping her in her tracks. Windblade struggled to get out of the Decepticon's grip but she was suddenly pulled back where Tarn grabbed her by the neck.

"Did you really think you can beat me little femme?" Tarn brought Windblade's faceplate closer to his mask. Windblade headbutted Tarn hard enough to loosen his grip on her. She then uppercutted Tarn and followed up with a kick to his chassis making him stumble back.

"First of all, don't call me little and second," The turbines on Windblade's wings began to rotate fast enough to where they glowed blue.

"Don't ever underestimate femmes like me." She then released the energy that was built up in her turbines and fired it at Tarn who was quickly swept off his feet. Tarn fell on his back, weakened from such an attack but it wasn't as life threatening as he imagined it. As he sat up, he could see a cloud of dust in the distance indicating Windblade had escaped along with the briefcase.

He stood up and touched the side of his helm activating his radio transmitter. "This is Tarn, come in Peaceful Tyranny."A voice speaking in Old Cybertronian answered him. "Ah Vos, you're filling in for Helex? Where is he now?"

Vos answered back in the same dialect. "I see so he's helping Tesarus with the Autobot prisoner? Tell the others to prepare for take-off, we have an Autobot ship to capture."


A white light shone down on an Autobot was dangling in the air by chains. He was a mech with a dark olive green and light yellow paint job with a distinctive helmet and an Autobot symbol was on his chestplate. Mech fluid was dripping down his mouth and his body was riddled with injuries yet despite it all, he was smiling.

A huge hulking figure with a dark blue and moss colored paint job walked up to the Autobot. Red lines ran down his optics and the strangest part was that he had an extra set of arms near his waist. "So tell me Autobot, are you ready for another lesson in pain?" said the Decepticon.

"Haven't you learn by now that my name is Springer or are you that dumb enough not to remember anything Decepticreep." This earned him a punch to the waist.

"Still want to be funny Autobot?" The Decepticon glared at Springer who started to laugh weakly.

"Trust me on this one, I've got better things to do tonight than die so do the universe a favor and go jump in a lava pit." The Decepticon grew furious at this and was about punch Springer again but was quickly stopped when a hand reached out to grab his arm.

"That's enough Helex, it's clear now that this Autobot has quite the willpower if he has survive our torture methods for this long." The voice revealed to be a Decepticon of similar size to Helex with a khaki paint job. He had tank treads on his shoulders and where his optics should be was replaced by a huge red X while his chest cavity was filled with blades.

"Don't try to be act like you're impressed with him Tesarus. He's one of those cyber ninjas meaning they know where all the good stuff are." Helex argued.

"Sorry to disappoint you Cons but Yoketron never said anything to me about those kind of things so if you could just untie me and let me be on my way, that'll be fine." Springer smirked.

The door to the chamber slid open where it was revealed to be Kaon who had walked in. "I bring news from Tarn that requires all of us to get the ship up and running. Leave the prisoner for now, we shall attempt to break him another time."

"Already we're leaving? What about Tarn, isn't he still out there?" Tesarus asked.

"Tarn is coming here as we speak and the Autobots have stolen the coordinates we need to find Megatron and the Allspark. It is of the utmost importance that we get it back and we wipe out the Autotbots that have come here." Kaon replied.

Helex slammed all of his hands together. "Finally, I get to play with some new victims for once!"

"Well, it's better than just torturing this poor soul." said Tesarus.

All three Decepticons left the chamber leaving Springer alone who then let out a big sigh of relief.

"Phew, I thought they would never leave. At least I now know salvation is waiting around the corner so really no sense in staying here any longer with these maniacs."

Springer closed his optics and began to hum as he concentrated on his light saber which was sitting on a table that was close by. The weapon hilt slowly floated towards him until it had reached his faceplate where he grabbed it with his mouth. Activating the power button with his teeth to ignite the laser sword, Springer then cut the chains apart and landed on the ground.

He rubbed his wrists and placed his light saber at his side as he walked towards the door. "Time to transform and roll out of here." The door opened by itself to his shock and what stood in front of him was equally shocked as well. It was a Mini-Con with a teal, white, and red paint job and in place of her feet were wheels. She had a pair of antennas at each side of her helm with the ends shaped like circles and white metal beams sticking out from her back.

"Oh scrap." Springer mumbled as he stared at the one obstacle that could mean his freedom or another round of torture.


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