Smokescreen rolled his shoulder, stretching his gyros. He walked up to Bulkhead, Bumblebee, Arcee and Ultra Magnus who were deep in conversation.
"But why attack now? We've been back on Cybertron for cycles." Bulkhead asked.
"The Insecticons are subterranean. It may of taken a while for them to realize what was happening after we activated the Omega Lock." Arcee noted.
"Indeed." Ultra Magnus said. "But the battle has destroyed their only remaining leader. We can only hope that the Insecticons will once again retreat to the shadows."
"Maybe. But we can't let our guard down. Hopefully more Autobots will arrive soon. We could do with a few more servos." Bumblebee tuned in.
"What about our new recruit?" Asked Smokescreen.
"I believe that he will become a valuable ally." Magnus replied, looking over to where Ratchet was struggling to patch up Blurr's wounds. Which was proving to be a difficult task.
"Just keep still!" Ratchet ordered him.
"I'm fine. Just itching to bust some more cons." He replied, jogging Ratchet again who huffed in frustration.
Ultra Magnus looked back to his teammates. "Though a little impulsive." He added. "Reminds me of someone." He looked at Smokescreen who opened his mouth to speak but stopped, looking at the floor. This earned a few smirks and snickers from the other Autobots.
Knock Out strode into the room, admiring his own chassis. "Ah. Good as new." He smiled, walking over to the group.
Ratchet, having finished with Blurr let out a sigh of relief. The blue bot walked over to Ultra Magnus.
"Hi." He said calmly to the group. Blurr's speech had slowed down to a more understandable peace since the battle, leaving the Autobots less confused when he spoke to them.
"Good to see you back to good health soldier." Ultra Magnus greeted him. "I believe some introductions are in order. I am Ultra Magnus. The current leader of this group in the absence of Optimus Prime." The mood darkened slightly.
Blurr saluted the commander. "It's an honour. Sir."
Magnus nodded in response before continuing. "I believe you have already become acquainted with Ratchet here." He said gesturing to the doctor, a trace of humour in his voice. "Our chief medical officer."
"That's not an excuse to be reckless. I can't fix everything!" Ratchet called across the room. Directing it at Blurr and any other bot known to come back with a large amount of battle damage.
Ultra Magnus allowed this to sink in. "Knock Out here is also part of our medical operations. Though he mostly operates on himself."
"One's finish can never be too shiny." He replied, making Blurr smirk slightly.
Magnus sighed before continuing. "Bulkhead here, is head of of the reconstruction effort." He gestured to the large green bot next to him.
"Good to have an extra pair of hands." Bulkhead stated.
"This is Bumblebee. Our scout. Who greatly contributed to ending the war."
"All I did was kill Megatron." The yellow bot confessed, holding his hands up in the air before muttering. "He didn't stay down long anyway."
Blurr looked at him in awe before Ultra Magnus interrupted. "This is Smokescreen. Who I think you will get along well with."
"Hey. Errrrrr...Nice paint job." Smokescreen complimented.
"Uh. Thanks." Said Blurr in an awkward response. The other boys smiled at this.
"And this is Arcee." Ultra Magnus finished, gesturing to the small blue bot.
"Huh." Blurr smirked. "At least I'm not the shortest." This caused the group to laugh, with the exception of Ratchet and of course, Arcee. Even Ultra Magnus showed a slight smile on his faceplate.
Arcee folded her arms, clearly not amused. Then, without warning she swept Blurr's legs or from under him and pinned him to the floor, placing her foot on his chassis. Everyone stopped laughing.
"Size isn't everything kid." She smirked at him before helping the bot to his servos. The Autobots began to laugh again, Blurr feeling slightly embarrassed.
They all stopped when they heard a rumbling from outside.
"What's that?" Inquired Bulkhead.
"Old friends." Smirked Bumblebee before heading out.
His suspicions were correct. Across from the hall, in a large open area an Autobot ship was landing. The Xantium.
The other Autobots also saw this, and began to make their way to the shuttle.
Pistons creaked as the old ship touched down, letting off steam again it's engines cooled.
A ramp came out from underneath it and out spilled numerous Cybertronians. Among them was Wheeljack, who smiled. "Guess who's back." He said.
Bulkhead rushed over to greet him. "Jakie!" He exclaimed. Scooping him up in a bear hug. "Where'd you find all of these guys?"
"Watch my gyros Bulk." He groaned. Bulkhead put him back down. "I went out looking for some old friends, but found more than I was expecting." He explained. "Once the ship was full. We decided to lock onto the transmission you gays
guys sent out and here we are." Bullhead just looked on as the Autobots poured out of the shuttle.
Among them were Ironhide, Kup, Hot Shot, Warpath, Nightbeat, Hound and Jazz.
Jazz walked up to Ultra Magnus' group, his visor glinting in the setting sun and a smile on his faceplate.
"Ah. Feels good to be back." He said stretching. "Now can someone please tell me my old pal Cliff is here, I've been wanting to catch up with him for megacycles."
At his words the group's mood become more solemn and Arcee looked at the ground, rubbing her arm. After a few moments of awkward silence she stepped forward.
"Cliffjumper, is dead." Arcee said plainly.
"No..." Jazz shook his head. "He.. We...survived the sea of rust and Shockwave's space bridge for this to happen?" Arcee looked at the ground, feeling guilty.
Jazz then chuckled slightly and smiled. "Typical." He shook his head. "Oh Cliff you were always a bit reckless weren't you?" He asked the sky before looking at Arcee again. "Let me guess. He was getting his jump on?"
Arcee looked up and smiled slightly. "You could say that. He certainly wasn't the silent type."
"Oh he can be." Jazz reminisced, thinking back to their stealth mission in the sea of rust. "But neither was I." He smiled.
Now all of the Autobots had got off the shuttle and were now talking among themselves.
The reunions were brought to an abrupt halt when two Decepticon jets swooped out of the sky.
Before long a beige and people Decepticon stood before them, along with another purple and grey con. Blitzwing and Astrotrain.
"Sorry to interrupt the party Autobots. But it's payback time!" Blitzwing snarled.
"Whoops. We really should of made sure that cosmic storm destroyed them." Jazz sighed.
Astrotrain put a hand on Blitzwing's shoulder. "Is this really necessary?" He asked in a passive tone.
"Grrr... Run home you coward! I'll take them all on!" Blitzwing roared turning into a tank and blasting a shell into the crowd.
Astrotrain looked on in horror and fear before transforming and flying off, towards the city of Kaon.
"Finish him off!" Yelled a big red bot, Ironhide. Who was activating two cannons on either arm.
Blitzwing soon found himself under heavy fire and decided to change tactics. Rolling over he transformed into his jet mode and blasted off into the sky, coming round for a strafing run.
"Autobots. Open fire!" Ultra Magnus ordered.
"Yeah! Come on he's only one con!" Jazz yelled, activating his own weapons.
Blitzwing splattered the ground with Energon rounds, scattering the Autobots. He laughed maniacally. "Oh but you Autobots don't understand, I am your worst nightmare!" He shouted with glee as he transformed in midair and came crashing down as a tank. Firing a shell at a red Autobot with a cannon on his chest, Warpath. He survived the hit but growled in pain and anger.
Blitzwing returned to his bipedal form, taking out an odd shaped sword. "Do you like this?" He asked the troops. "It's made from the rotors of Whirl! Want a closer look?"
The Autobots stood there, just staring in fear and disgust at the deranged Decepticon standing before them. He ran at the nearest Autobot, who happened to be Ironhide and slashed his misshapen sword across his torso. This caused the red bot to roar in pain and some backwards. This shook the Autobots out of their trance.
Just as Blitzwing was about to finish off his foe a Tank shell slammed into him, knocking him backwards.
"I'll kill you!" Roared a red tank as he transformed. Warpath charged to mad con with full fury.
Blitzwing tried to shoot him with his gatling gun on his arm but it was knocked away from him by Warpath's swinging fists.
"This. Is. For. Whirl!" Warpath growled at him.
The two locked each other in a grapple, each one trying to overpower the other. The other bots just looked on, staring at the two's power struggle.
Blitzwing began to push Warpath back and chuckled. "Bad move, Wrecker." He snarled.
"E-h-h-r-r-hrrrr. Some advice." Warpath groaned, causing his opponent to raise an optic ridge. "Never grapple with someone who has a cannon on their chassis." He managed to continue.
Blitzwing's optics suddenly widened. Looking down, and trying to break free of the wrecker's iron grip with no avail.
An astro second later and a powerful blast tore through Blitzwing's body, causing him to fall onto Warpath. The red bot pushed the sparkless corpse of off him in disgust.
"That was for Whirl." He said to the dead con on the ground.
"It's over." Said Ultra Magnus, putting a hand on his shoulder. "You did well soldier."
Warpath calmed and picked up Blitzwing's sword. Made from a fallen comrade, a fallen friend. Now one with the Allspark.
Ultra Magnus turned to the other Autobots and prepared himself for the coming cycles. There was a lot of explaining to do. On everyone's part.
Author's notes: Please review and tell me what you thought! Which characters do you most want to see in this story?