Wheelie was in shock. He didn't understand what had just happened. From one persecptive, Starscream was an enemy and shouldn't be trusted, but from another, he had just pretty much saved Bumblebee from going offline for now. He could see that the robot was stable, and that was a good sign. And why was he going to help him contact Optimus? Was he planning something against the Autobots and was pretending to become friends with them? Wheelie shook his helm, and sighed. There were too many questions and not enough answers.
Whatever it was, Starscream acted pretty convincing. He played the part good. Megatron must have taught them how to act. Wheelie snickered at that thought. Megatron had no patience for teaching whatsoever, so he left it up to Starscream, second-in-command. That would make sense, which made Wheelie wonder if there was other things that Starscream did for Megatron when he didn't feel like doing anything at all. He looked back at Mikaela and Bumblebee. They were both still asleep, which was a good sign.
Jeez, now came the hard part. What was he supposed to tell them when they woke up and saw Bumblebee was mysteriously bandaged? Wheelie scratched his helm. He had to think about that. Patches don't get up and attach themselves to wounds. If they did, the Autobots wouldn't need Ratchet and the medic would be off somewhere away from Mudflap and Skids, probably relaxing on a beach somewhere. Wheelie snickered again. Ratchet. Relaxing. Yeah right! That would only happen when Megatron stopped wanting to kill Prime and they would become best friends, bake cookies together, and talk about how they would never want to hurt each other again! And Jazz would be alive, Bumblebee would be able to speak, and the twins wouldn't be so fragging annoying.
Wheelie rolled around their prison. Well, it wasn't that bad being back on Cybertron. In reality, he missed the familiar surroundings, when everything was not destroyed and lifeless. He missed the feeling of being at home, even though Earth was his home now. He was sure that some of the Autobots missed Cybertron. The twins didn't miss it. They loved Earth, will all their awesome stuff and their rap music. Wheelie had to smile at this. Ratchet hated rap music, and they knew it. Whenever he was around, they had played the same song over and over through Bumblebee, some song by 50 Cent, who ever the Primus that was. It was really annoying, but Wheelie swore one day he saw Optimus' helm moving to the music. He had secretly video taped it, and had shown it to the others later on. Jeez, was Optimus pissed when he found out. After that, Wheelie was forced to clean every inch of the Medical Bay, much to Ratchet and Jolt's pleasure. They had gone off somewhere, probably on a beach to relax. Wheelie snickered again.
Then again, there was the comfort and hope of those Autobots out around Cybertron. Maybe they would have the guts to come and rescue them, but they probably thought they were the last Autobots alived. Why hadn't they come to Earth when Optimus sent out the invitation? Maybe they didn't hear it, or maybe they just didn't want to. Wheelie didn't know, but what he did know was that there was Decepticons who had heard the invitation, and had come to Earth.
First, there was Prowler. Wheelie shuddered, his metal clinking together. That was one mean Decepticon by any means. He took absolutely no pity in anyone he harmed, and was killed many Autobots during the war on Cybertron. The nine feet tall Decepticon had two eyes that were always watching, was very quick in battle, and, as he named suggested, was always prowling for his next unlucky victims. From what Wheelie knew, the Decepticon had taken the form of the 2010 Honda Fury. It was a mean looking bike for a mean looking Decepticon. His burgandy metal was strong as Ironhide's black metal, his skills in battle the same as Sideswipe's, and he took no prisoners like Megatron.
Second, there was Destroyer. Wheelie never liked him. He was always looming around him, never taking his eyes off of the little robot. Next to Destroyer, Wheelie looked like a little bug. The thrity-two feet tall robot was one of Megatron's main assault personnel. Of course, it had to do with the fact that he could be quickly moved from each location, even though he was one of the biggest Decepticons. Wheelie knew that if even Optimus, Ironhide and Jetfire, if he was alive, wouldn't be able to kill this robot. He was very skillful with his cannons like Ironhide, and wiped out a lot of Autobots. As the form he was in now, he was an Arleigh-Burke-class of Destroyer, but Primus was he deadly.
Then there was Fuse. The robot was the size of Arcee, also a femme, but she was a mean as Megatron himself. Wheelie shuddered when he remember a former Decepticon had made a remark about her, and that was the end of him. She had no patience, and was machine waiting to explode. An expert in anything that exploded, she could plant a bomb, and you wouldn't eve know there was one until after the explosion. He sensed there was something between her and Megatron, but no one really knew. She was lacking in her red and silver armour, but what she lacked in armour was made up for speed. She had taken the form of a 2009 Suzuki GSX650F.
After that there was Hacker. What was there to say about Hacker? A lot. For only a four foot tall robot, he was extremely well known in the field of communications. Some of the Decepticons used to say that if Soundwave was ever killed, Hacker would take his place. He could hack into anything and they wouldn't know until the Decepticons had attacked. He also helped them coordinate their attacks to make sure the enemy never knew what hit them. Wheelie hated Hacker. They had never gotten along, and, if given the opportunity, he would love to ripe the Decepticon's spark out and watch him die. He was hidden within Prowler, a small metal spider with one giant red eye and two large pincers.
Then the cruelest Decepticon, besides Megatron, Terrorshriek, and he loved to torture people, like he name stated. Wheelie knew that he loved to sneak up on his victims, and stealth was a big factor in that. He and Starscream had been very close friends, since Terrorshriek was a jet just like him. He had disguised himself as a F-35 Lightning 2, and when transformed, stood the same height as Bumblebee, but was a very sneaky fighter. Even though he was younger than Starscream, the older Deceptionc had learned some new tricks from Terrorshriek. He was skilled with swords, like Sideswipe, and Wheelie would hate to see those two in battle because it would never end. He shuddered.
And last, but not least, was the very strange Decepticon, known only as "The Racer". From what Wheelie heard, you did not want to make him mad. If you did, he would tear you apart with one hand, and was a very mean fighter. He didn't play fair during fights, but if you said this, he would kill you before you knew you were dead. He was currently disgused as a 2009 Dodge Challenger. The red with black racing strips was similar to Bumblebee's paint job, and he only spoke when he wanted to. But when he did, Decepticons listened. He had more control over the Decepticons that Starscream who was second-in-command. Wheelie never undertsood that. It seemed that Starscream was afraid of The Racer, which probably made sense since he was twice the size of Starscream, and he and Destroyer seemed to get along the best.
Not that all the Decepticons got along, but some seemed closer than others. Wheelie never wanted to run into them, because they all knew he was a traitor, and from what he heard, they wanted to tear him into tiny pieces. He knew that once Fuse had set her eyes on him, there was no fragging way she was going to let him escape. He knew that these Decepticons were not the ones before them, each with more skill and much more useful than the ones before him. All Wheelie ever heard before going to Earth was Megatron praise them endlessly, and it ticked off the other Decepticons, especially Starscream and Barricade. Wheelie had caught them talking about how they were going to "dispose" of the pests, and Wheelie didn't want to think about what "disposed" meant.
Wheelie sighed, and plunked himself down on his aft. There was not much he could, exepct hope and pray that Prime would show up, but he had heard something about a threat discussed between Barricade and Starscream. Wheelie shifted uncomfortablly. That was never good, and when Megatron threatened someone, he was serious. Whatever they were looking for, he wasn't taking any chances with the Autobots. He had been defeated too many times, and was on his last nerve. Wheelie always knew that Megatron was crazy. He was surprised that the Autobots didn't capture him and get Ratchet to run a scan of the Decepticon. That probably wouldn't go well.
Wheelie leaned his helm back against Mikaela, and looked up at the sky. Well, he hoped that those Autobots were far away from Cybertron and safe. He also hoped that they got to Earth before Megatron found them.
Ratchet pinched his nasal plasting, and sighed. He placed the stack of papers down, and closed his optics for a second. It was very late at night, yet he and Jolt were still up. They were sifting through various documents, hoping to find something that mentioned the energy source the Decepticons where looking for. The others were resting, each taking turns in patrolling with one of NEST team members. Ratchet ran his hand over his face, and turned around. Jolt was leaning against the wall, his optics drooping from fatigue. Ratchet almost smiled. The young medic-in-training was dealing very well with the late nights, but during the day he was off asleep somewhere. Ratchet turned back to his work, and began sifting through papers again.
There was nothing. With a loud sigh, Ratchet placed the papers down, and got up, the metal protesting from being in a sitting position too long. He walked over to Jolt, and gently shook him. The young Autobot was startled, and looked up.
"Sir?"
"I'm going to check on the patrols. Try and get some rest," Jolt nodded, and placed his head against the wall again. Ratchet walked out of the room, and closed the door. He made his way down the deserted hallway, with the sound of his footsteps echoeing. He turned to the exit, and pushed open the door. The brisk wind blew past his helm, but it had no effect on him. He spotted Lennox leaning against one of the main lookout areas, and saw the silver Stingray circling the permitter. Ratchet walked over to Lennox, and bent down. Lennox looked over his shoulder, "Any sign?"
"None," Lennox looked at his watch, then back at the circling car, "We haven't seen any movement since yesterday's attack," He frowned, "Why are you still awake?"
"Myself and Jolt are looking through files in hopes of finding out what the energy source is the Decepticons are looking for," Lennox nodded, and yawned, then ran his hand over his face, "How are Sarah and Annabelle?"
"Ironhide went and brought them here during his shift. They're asleep now," Lennox said this with a smile, then closed his eyes for a second. The silver Stingray came back on the base, and transformed. Sideswipe had a serious look on his face.
"Ratchet, I've spotted something on the horizon. It looks like two cars."
"Can you tell if they're friendly or not?" Sideswipe shook his helm.
"They're too far. I'm going to go report this to Optimus," The young Autobot transformed back into his alternate form, and drove off towards the main hangar. Lennox stood up, and stretched.
"Soo much for a calm night," He swung his gun over his shoulder, and climbed up the ladder to the lookout post. Grabbing a pair of night vision binoculars, he looked towards where Sideswipe said he spotted them. He zoomed in, "Yeah, we got incoming vehicles. Still can't tell if they're friendly or not," He removed the binoculars, then squinted, "Hang on," He brought them back to his eyes, "There's an incoming jet as well."
"Starscream," Ratchet spat with disgust. Lennox shook his head.
"No, it's another one. It's F-35," Ratchet frowned.
"I don't remember Megatron having two jets," Lennox muttered, his eyes glued to the incoming vehicles. Ratchet frowned, and turned around. He saw Optimus and Sideswipe approach the area. They both transformed, and Optimus looked out on the horizon. He frowned.
"Sideswipe, get everyone up, and tell them to get ready for battle," Sideswipe nodded, and skated off towards the hangar, "Ratchet, how's that research coming?'
"Still a dead end, but we're still looking," Optimus nodded, and soon all the Autobots and the NEST team were at the entrance, including Sam and Simmons. Maggie was back in the hangar with Sarah and Annabelle.
"Optimus, what's going on?" Ironhide asked. The twins were still half asleep.
"We have unidentified vehicles coming our way, and we don't know if they're friendly or not," Ironhide's optics narrowed.
They waited for what seemed like forever when the jet was the first to approach. It flew overhead, and swerved around. The twins watched it, and soon in transformed, and landed on the ground, "No fragging primus way! Quickstart!" They shouted, and ran over to the Autobot. Quickstart rolled his optics, and soon was knocked over by the twins. The two cars came up to the fenc, the first one a 2010 Ford Fusion in Sport Blue and the second one a 2009 Kia Forte in Pure White. They transformed as well, and the blue robot came over to the fence.
"Are we allowed in Optimus?" Optimus smiled at his long time friend, and signalled for Lennox to open the gate. The two Autobots came in, "It's nice to see you again Optimus."
"You too Parallel," Parallel was the same height as Optimus, and the other robot was Jazz's height. It looked around, amazed at the base, "I thought you hadn't heard my call."
"We just ran into some Decepticon trouble," Parallel's optics narrowed at the word, "There was more of us, but we lost them to the Decepticons," They began walking towards the main hangar, "We have much to discuss Optimus. We have information concerning the energy source the Decepticons are looking for," Optimus nodded. Sam walked over to the other Autobot. It looked down at him.
"What's your name?"
"Name's Speedboost. Where's my bff Bumblebee?" Speedboost began looking around, his optics exicted, "I haven't seen him in Primus knows when!" He looked down at Sam, "You're that Witiwcky kid that he was protecting. Where's Bee?" Sam looked down at the ground.
"He's... captured by Megatron. He's back on Cybertron," Speedboost's smile fell.
"What?" Parallel stopped his conversation with Optimus, "He's on Cybertron? We were just there," He looked up, and Parallel saw it. The look.
"Speedy..."
"I have to go resuce him," The young Autobot turned, and transformed back into his alternate form. He revved his engine.
"QUICKSTART!" The Autobot spun aroun, "HE'S DOING IT AGAIN!" Quickstart saw Speeboost beging to drive off, and ran after the car. He transformed back into his jet, and fell in front of the car. Transforming back, his hands slammed on the front of the car. Speedboost transformed back, in shock.
"No."
"QS, move."
"No," The older Autobot picked the youngest one up, and carried him back to where Parallel was. Parallel's optics narrowed once again, "You know what happened last time," Quickstart said, his hand still on the youngest Autobot's shoulder. Speedboost hung his head, and Sam saw lubricant falling from them. He turned to look at the other Autobots, and they didn't know what was going on either. Parallel ran his hand over his face.
"Come Optimus. We must inform you of what has happened," Optimus nodded, and they began walking away once again, the other Autobots trailing them, exepct Speedboost. Sam walked over to him, and placed his hand on the Autobot's hand. He looked up, his optics sad.
"What happened?" Sam asked, and sat down next to him.
"I am so sorry you had to witness that Optimus," Parallel apologized, "Speedy has been through a tough time, with losing everyone close to him and now he feels that it's his duty to save every Autobot that is in danger," Optimus nodded.
"Bumblebee is the same way. He left to rescue Sam's girlfriend, Mikaela, who was also taken by Megatron. It was foolish of him to go by himself," Parallel nodded, and Optimus sat down, along with the other Autobots and the NEST team and Simmons.
"We have discovered where the energy source is that Megatron hunts so viciously for," Parallel turned to the wall, and a large map came up, "It is located in this area, because the girl, Mikaela Banes, is the owner of the source."
"That would explain why Megatron took her," Ratchet said. Quickstart nodded.
"It is hidden within a neckalce," They became confused, and soon they all began searching it up on the internet, exepct the humans. Lennox frowned.
"So, does Mikaela know that she has it?"
"Not yet," Parallel said, "but she will when Megatron begins the... interview," he said this last word with disgust, and they all knew that it was going to be painful, "From what we have gathered being close to Cybertron, thanks to our spy, he will question her tomorrow."
"Wait, hold up just a damn fragging primus minute," Skids said, and Ratchet winced. 'Fragging Primus' had become the twins favorite word, and they used it whenever they were given the opportunity, "Are you sayin' that the big ol' Megatron doesn't know he got a traitor livin' wit him?" Mudflap shook his head.
"Some mother..."
"TWINS!" Ratchet yelled, and they slinked back into their chairs.
"...crazy badass dude he supposed to be," Mudflap finished with a hint of terror in his voice. Parallel showed no emotion while Quickstart cracked a smile, "Who is this supposed spy man?" Parallel looked at Quickstart, who nodded.
"The spy is his second-in-command, Starscream," There was silence, then...
"WHAT THE FRAGGING PRIMUS?!" The twins screeched at the top of their vocal processors.
"You're lying!" Ironhide yelled, slamming his fist on the table. Arcee shook her head in disgust. Optimus' optics narrowed from the outbursts. Soon, the whole room was erupted in rage. Quickstart leaned over.
"Maybe we shouldn't have told them," he whispered to Parallel. Parallel shook his head. Optimus held up his hand, and the room fell silent.
"That's just messed up shit right there man," Skids said, crossing his arms, "Starscream, betraying Megatron? That would only happen when..."
"When he stopped wantin' to kill you boss, and you two became best friends," Mudflap finished, "You know, baking cookies..."
"Talk 'bout how ya never wanted to hurt each other again..."
"And just being best buds!" Lennox covered his mouth to stop the laughter, Epps looked away, Simmons bit his lip hard, causing it to bleed, Sideswipe was shaking from holding the laughter, Ironhide's mouth twitched, Ratchet cleared his throat, trying to contain the laughter, Quickstart chuckled a bit, Parallel didn't find this funny. Arcee was the first one to laugh. She clutched her sides, lubricant flowing from her eyes, and soon everyone was laughing, including Optimus. Simmons clung to the wall, Lennox was leaning back in his chair, the twins were on the floor, rolling around from laughing, Ratchet had his helm down on the table, Sideswipe was clinging to Ironhide who was supporting himself against the wall, Optimus was clutching his abdomen, Quickstart couldn't breath from laughing. Even Parallel began laughing.
They kept laughing and laughing, causing such a loud noise that Jolt came into the room, "What's so funny?" he demanded, obviously pissed to be left out of the joke. Arcee looked up, and wiped the lubricant from her eyes.
"It's just...Optimus and Megatron can't bake cookies!" They began laughing harder.
"And..and..Megatron wants to rip his spark out!" Sideswipe added, and more laughter ensued. Jolt crossed his arms, and frowned, but soon he began laughing too, not knowing what they were laughing at.
"Soundwave, what is the noise?" Megatron demanded.
"It seems the Autobots are laughing."
"At what?" Barricade asked, his arms crossed. The communications expert began chuckling as well, and soon his laughter filled space, "What is so funny?" He played back the clip.
"That would only happen when..."
"When he wanted to stop killin' you boss, and you two became best friends. You know, baking cookies..."
"Talk 'bout how ya never wanted to hurt each other again..."
"And just being best buds!"
Barricade turned to Megatron. HIs leader was not moving, his optics wide, "Megatron?" Barricade asked cautiously.
"What else did they say?"
"It's just...Optimus and Megatron can't bake cookies!"
"And...and...Megatron wants to rip his spark out!"
Megatron's lips twitched. Barricade watched him closely.
As if something exploded in the galaxy, Megatron began to laugh. Barricade chuckled, but soon he was laughing too. The two Decepticons were supporting each other so they didn't fall on the ground from laughing. Soundwave began laughing again as well, and soon all three of them were laughing. Wheelie had heard the sounds played, and he began laughing took, rolling on his back.
It was true. Megatron and Optimus didn't even know what cookies were.