Whew, I am alive for this story to continue. Sorry for the lateness, but this chapter is pretty long so I'm sure it'll suffice. ;) I'll be trying to get to this story monthly if I can as school is bearing down on me at the moment.
Anyways, usual Disclaimer, I don't own Beast Wars or the Transformers series as a whole. I also don't know other characters you'll recognize on here. Robert also doesn't belong to me, he belongs to my friend Kyle who let me put him in!
Now, let the games begin! :)
At the Pentagon:
"Reports indicate some kind of weird animal sightings in the last few weeks."
A pale man with a black suit and tie stood at the desk, yawning. It was only eight in the morning and he was already losing his mind over this shit. Sightings of weird animals in Chicago? Strange, Chicago was already a busy complex with a high crime rate, but not too much like this happened before. Aside from these four weird girls that had been here.
The black man that looked slightly chubby glance at him, "There's a lot of context that isn't explained in this report from the Chicago police force. They indicate that some of these animals have a tendency to come out strictly at night, and they might be connected to the vigilantes that are there taking the polices' jobs." Not that the man didn't mind these girls doing this stuff, but if they had a connection, he certainly needed to question them.
"Connected to the vigilantes?" The other man asked, placing a hand on his chin, "You talking about those ladies who keep putting down criminals in there?"
"No, I'm referring to the chickens running amuck." The other darker male remarked sarcastically, rolling his dark brown eyes, "Of course I mean those girls." They were children. One of them had a similar ability to a certain former agent he knew, "Look, I don't know what's going on there, but I have a former retired agent that lives in Chicago. Maybe we can find out what's going on with her thoughts."
The white blonde male sighed, "I don't know if she knows anything. Why do you think she knows, Agent Fowler?"
"Because that woman is pretty damn perceptive." Fowler told him, crossing his arms across his chest, "She's got two children, and one of them reminds me of Olivia's powers. She's got to know what's going on. Plus they still needed to investigate that place where Gary Shall was at. Those robots didn't look like his own from the news, "Sides, I think those 'robots' Shall had been messing with aren't his own creation. They're probably something worse." They didn't look normal that's for sure. He turned away from his boss, "I intend to find some things out, Ashter."
"Knock yourself out, Fowler, but if your theory remains truth, then we're going to have to take action." Aster remarked, motioning the agent to get out of his sight.
Fowler walked towards the door before glancing at Ashter, "Right, let's hope whoever these people are on the right side. Otherwise, we're going to have some trouble." He didn't even want to imagine if these, aliens got their nuclear tech at some point.
He walked the halls of the Pentagon, dialing a certain agent he hadn't talked to in a long time, "Agent Robert, it's me, Fowler. I need you to do me a favor." With his skills, he needed someone else with him for this or else it was game over. He had to be prepared for the worst. These crazy sightings couldn't be just a coincidence.
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"Feast upon something I've come up with to help us in this war."
Tarantulas stood in the building along with his fellow Preadcons. Holding up his new device in his hands, "Introducing, a cloaking device I made." He cleared his throat, continuing on, "It should help us blend in with these humans much better than what we have."
Much disguises as well. Megatron smiled a bit, excited that they could use this new device. It would help them quite a bit in the war, yesss.
"Interesting, good work Tarantulas, yesss." Megatron clapped silently, grinning. It was interesting how this human tech was so much primitive compared to their own, "This should also break the chains of us dealing with that pathetic human." He was excited, maybe he would be able to tear that human's head off.
"Not to worry." Tarantulas smirked, lifting a servo up, picking up something with his other servo, showing something to Megatron, "I have that already taken care off."
Megatron grinned at what Tarantulas was holding. The dead human's head that he had wanted to kill so bad. This marks the moment where he'll be able to obtain power.
Blood was splattered on the floor, indicating that Tarantulas probably took his time killing the human. If any human was in the room, they probably would've thrown up.
"Scorponok, Waspinator." Megatron turned to his two soldiers that stood in beast mode, "Clean that up. We have things we must tend to, yesss." He clenched a fist, slamming it into his palm. He had control of this company now and he would have much more access to things.
"Waspinator is always clean up mech." Waspinator whined, looking down while Scorponok smacked him upside of his head, "Waspinator feels pain."
"Do as Megatron said. This is useful to our plans." He transformed, preparing to do what his leader instructed.
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Another day, another migraine from school. Rachel sighed, yawning as she opened the door to her house, walking in to see her mom at the sink.
"Hi, Rachel. How was your day?" Olivia asked, drying some dishes that she was working on off.
Rachel yawned, "Boring, Lilly is at Delia's house again. Sierra invited me, but I turned her down." She didn't really need to be social with Sierra anyway or with anyone. She was tired and wanted to relax before she went out tonight to kick some ass. Who knows what else what will happen?
"Not feeling up to it tonight?" Olivia asked. She looked exhausted, a lot more than usual.
"Eh, school was boring as usual. It always leaves me so damn drained." Rachel yawned, "Thinking I need a nap honestly. I'm gonna go to my room for a…" Rachel trailed off, seeing what was going on the TV. The voice she heard.
It made her heart sank. Her eyes widened in horror at the human's voice.
"I am honored to be given the Shall Industries company." The voice declared, identifying it as the Predacon leader they all stumbled upon the other night…
Megatron.
She dropped her bag, her mind, still trying to comprehend every word he was saying. Fuck, fuck, they were in deep trouble if he got a hold of Shall industries.
That voice was terrifying to her. It made her skin crawl, it made her body tremble and sweat nervously. He was a monster. As the leader of the four, would she have to face him in a battle one day?
Would she be ready? Would she be ready to face that evil? Could she? There's no way she could. She wasn't prepared. Damn, she hated feeling this helpless, this vulnerable. She was never someone to feel this much fear before. Sure, she felt fear something, but this, this was a new fear. This was unreal, this wasn't like the other crooks she faced. She's always felt as if she was on top of the world, but this, this guy had her terrified.
"Rachel? Everything okay?" Olivia asked, looking over at her.
Rachel didn't know what to say. Her heart was pounding, pounding loudly. She wasn't safe, no one was. If that monster got her and the others' secret revealed, they were going to be in big, big, big, trouble.
They could all die fighting that guy. It would take them all and he would still remain victorious. She couldn't even let herself tell her mom what she had known. That was crazy, could any of mom's former agent friends survive a battle with that? How could they? Could her mom handle him?
"Rachel, you're shaking." A hand was on Rachel's shoulder. Her mother knocked her out of her state. Her shocked and terrified state. She could tell Rachel was getting anxiety, and that wasn't like her.
"I'm sorry." Rachel sighed, still not being able to tell her mom about what was happening, "I'm okay." She was still shaking. Damn, she hated feeling like this. There's nothing they could do with that. She was worried about how things were going to go if this company did gain a lot more technology. Real and dangerous and how much harder it would be for them to do their heroine stuff.
Olivia watched her slowly walk into her room and shut the door behind her. She was worried. She knew that look, but Rachel didn't want to tell her, at least, not yet. She hoped to hear the explanation on the weekend.
She at least hoped so.
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Meanwhile, Rose sat on the couch of the living room of her house, watching the same thing on the television. Her eyes widened in horror at the voice. This... this was bad. Her mom worked under that company. If her identity was revealed, her mom and everyone she knew could be at risk.
It worried her. Her mom... her family. What would happen to them? What would happen to her friends?
She wanted to quit, she wanted to quit so bad, and yet, she still wanted to fight. She still wanted to help people. She was so torn. She didn't want anyone to die, but could they save everyone? Could they? She didn't know what would happen to them. She was scared, terrified. Nonetheless, she couldn't get why she still wanted to help.
"In other news, there's a lot of activity going on at the pipeline construction starting in North Dakota. They are beginning to start work towards the state of South Dakota."
That almost made Rose jump out of her seat, "What the hell?" She exclaimed before immediately covering her mouth. She didn't mean to be that loud. Goodness, that's where her home was. If they were at the beginning of it in the state, it would probably take them two months at best to get to the pipeline. She had to go back home then and protest, fight for her people. She had to.
Screw giving up, this was the reason why she wanted to be a heroine. She had to, she had to keep going.
She should text the others about this…
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Sophie stood at the sight of the TV as well. Her eyes, widening, gripping on her blue bag tightly. That voice…. she remembered that from a couple of weeks ago. She gulped, swallowing her fear in her throat. This wasn't good. Just when she had just been excited by her brother to come home for a few weeks.
She didn't know how to feel about this; no one in her family knew she was the Water Sprite, one of the vigilantes. With them starting to get bigger, it kind of worried her. She knew the consequences, but she wanted to be like her big brother, saving people and stuff while not really having to deal with all those crazy checks they have to go through. Not to mention being free was pretty nice.
She didn't expect things to escalate this quickly. This was insane. She was supposed to be preparing Blake to come home, not this kind of crap.
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Scarlet was holding her little sister Ava while her other brothers and sisters were around the table in the kitchen. They were drawing, laughing together. She was about to put Ava into a nap, but she froze at the voice on the TV…
Oh no, oh no…
Fuck, she had to keep herself together.
"Scarlet, why are you trembling?" Ava asked her before hearing no response from her. She stared at her sister, feeling her tremble. She was worried about her sister. Something was wrong.
Scarlet took her to her room, resting her in the small bed, "I'm okay, no worries." She didn't even realize she was trembling earlier.
She ran out of the room before looking at her fifteen-year-old brother, "Watch everyone, I gotta run for a bit." She told him, ignoring her brother's protest of why did he have to do it before she opened the door, jumping off the concrete steps and landing on the ground gracefully. She needed to run back over to someone else's house or else get to somewhere where she could have a call with the others.
Her phone buzzed when she was not even a block away from her house. She opened it to see it was their group chat she had with the other girls in her squad, and it was from Rose
We've got a heck of a problem right now!
There was someone typing, before Scarlet put herself in an alleyway, panting. She saw the message a second later. This time, from Rachel
No kidding, I saw it.
A moment later, Rose's text came through.
I hate to say it, but I'm worried about everything going on now. This might shape the world itself. Everything we might have been trying to do might go in vain.
A reply immediately buzzed from her phone, and Scarlet found herself decided to keep walking with her head down, glued to her cellphone. Rachel had responded next.
You telling me we should just give up?
Rachel was something else. She was pretty stubborn when it came to this kind of stuff. Scarlet just prays her to need to help others wouldn't be the death of her.
Rose responded a few seconds later as Scarlet came into view of an alleyway a few feet away from her.
That's not what I'm trying to say at all. We gotta agree if we keep continuing to do this kind of work, our example might end in death.
Finally, Sophia answered in to give her two senses.
I know, but we did get that warning before we began all of this.
Yeah, I know. We can't quit this though. There's too much at stake.
Too much at stake? Rachel had always been a doer that's for sure. It's why they named her as the leader. She wasn't the wisest person in the world but she wasn't the stupidest. She had the most motivation out of all of them.
Scarlet knew Rachel was a bit reckless, but she knew she trusted the Maximals to help them. They weren't in this alone. She was approaching the alleyway, sitting in the corner, and decided to add her thoughts. They couldn't just watch these Predacons wreak havoc on their society.
I'm still in this. It's bad, but it isn't impossible to stop him with whatever he's planning.
Yeah, I agree with you, but I'm sure Optimus might need to know about this.
That's the spirit, you guys. Let's not forget what made us go on this path.
Scarlet still felt that Rachel, Rose, and Sophia were crazy still, but they were her friends and they wouldn't stray her wrong.
Man, I think you all are crazy, but I trust all of you. What about you, Sophia?
Yeah, I just want to see my brother when he gets here is all. I haven't seen him in a year.
Scarlet was about to reply before she heard something coming from the end of the alleyway she was sitting in. Her eyes darted to a man that looked to be in his thirties. Black slicked up hair, green eyes, staring at her.
"My-My apologies, miss. It looks like I've been losing my way around this big city." That voice sounded familiar and yet, Scarlet didn't know why it was familiar to her. It sounded nasally, and low. It wasn't abnormal for people to get lost in Chicago of all places, especially if they were people touring.
Still, Scarlet found it odd that he was in an alleyway of all places. Usually, people wanted to stay away from Chicago's alleyways. They did have some pretty big crime, even after them doing all this heroing that they've been doing as of late.
Nonetheless, Scarlet kept her guard inwardly, but outwardly, she was relaxed, "Ah, it's usually normal in these parts." She smiled, "Are you a traveler?"
"Yes, it seems I've lost my way from my group. If you could help that would be greatly appreciated." The man stated.
"Whatcha looking for?" Scarlet asked, still suspicious. Her phone, buzzing from the group chat with her friends, probably.
"Ah, I was trying to get to a certain place. Would you escort me there, dear? These parts are pretty terrifying." The man remarked, "Besides, it's odd that someone as young as you are wandering on your own in these parts."
"You get used to the craziness." Scarlet gave the man a smile, remembering that she really did need to get home though, "Just tell me what you're looking for, and I'll point you in the right direction." She could feel her phone buzzing in her pocket.
Well, she hoped the guy would tell her.
"Ah, well, it would be way easier for you to just take me there." The man retorted, trying to get the human caught in his webs.
"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I have no time to…" Scarlet trailed off, immediately feeling a trail of danger etching into her entire being. The atmosphere changed suddenly at the man suddenly towered over. Fear plagued her mind as if it was screaming for her legs to run or for her to fight, but fighting wasn't the best, especially since she wasn't the Lunar Archer at the moment.
There, however, was no time to think, the man immediately had knocked her out with a strong punch to the face in a matter of seconds.
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Scarlet had been absent from the group chat since they had talked about vowing to stay with their identities til the end. Rachel had noticed it. However, Rachel was aware Scarlet had about six siblings and anything could've gone wrong in the course of that time. She left it be like all of them had finished chatting a while ago.
Maybe she should call. Then again, Rachel didn't want to bother her if she was busy.
She groans, putting her phone down on her desk, wanting to pull her hair off. Why did she have to be like this sometimes? Ugh, she needed some water.
She decided to open the door to her room, rushing down the stairs only to see her mom sitting with two people she didn't know.
"Oh Mom, you didn't tell me you had company coming." Oh yeah, it occurred to her that she had to go do her city work in an hour. She scratched the back of her head, "I just want some water. I didn't mean to interrupt."
The African American man stood up from where he had been sitting, offering a hand in front of Rachel, "Rachel, I'm Special Agent William Fowler. I worked with your mother for a while." He jabs a finger to Robert behind him, "And this is Agent Robert. I brought him here in case I couldn't stop your mother to stop you."
Rachel chuckled, "Stop what?" He couldn't know she was the Red Aura of all things.
"Don't play that game with me, young lady." Agent Fowler pointed a finger at her, glaring at her darkly. "You know what you're doing. Becoming Vigilantes when you're supposed to be in school. What the hell is wrong with you?"
Rachel sighed heavily, rolling her eyes, "Wow, it's almost like you didn't think I took this all into consideration over, I don't know, the last fucking year." She remarked sarcastically, resting a hand on her hip, "I've been at this for a year and now, yet here you are, trying to convince me to stop?" Especially after what she had discovered? No, this was their fight too. To hell if she was being selfish. She deserved to be every once in a while, "I might be seventeen years old, but damn, you really must think I have no brain despite dealing with crime better than the United States has these days." A heavy sigh escaped Fowler's lips.
"Okay, that's one scolding out of the way, but if you're going to be stubborn about this, Rachel then, you better tell me about those crazy animal robots you've been tailing with."
"What?"
"Your mother said you needed answers from her too. I showed her the reports too." Agent Fowler told her as Rachel heavily sighed, walking over to take a seat.
"Fine, fine," She looked over at Fowler, "But you both gotta tell promise me the United States ain't gonna go crazy and hurt them."
Robert gave a heavy sigh, standing to his feet from his seat before Fowler could say anything to her words, "We'll make sure of that to the best of our abilities."
Fowler looked at him for half of a second before groaning, "Fine, fine, then you take the blame, Robert."
"Gladly, sir." Robert couldn't help but grin at that.
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Cheetor hadn't been out for long. In fact, he had been on a little patrol before he saw postings of a missing person on the tree near him and more posted a few ways away from him as well. His eyes widened. How could there be so many missing people?
They were all last seen in about the same place as well. Young and old, even some authorities too…
He should check this out. Look at the scene, but his beast mode was so out of place in broad daylight. It wasn't a good decision, but seeing all these postings, he wanted to take a stand against it.
Suddenly, he heard his comm link go off, "Cheetor here, what's shaking?"
"Cheetor, we just got a distress signal from Stormer. She said she found Archer's cell phone in an alleyway that was linked to some disappearances."
"Disappearances?" Cheetor trailed off, "Did she give her location?"
"She said she was near a pizza place that was popular in Chicago." Rhinox told him on the intercom, "Optimus is worried Archer might be in danger by the same disappearances."
Scarlet was in danger? By the same disappearances? "I'm on my way to there, then. Don't worry, everyone will be okay." At least, she hoped so.
"If you two get into any danger, don't be afraid to call for backup. Got it?" Rhinox's voice from the comlink, sounding much bolder, and a little concerned about what was happening. This wasn't good, and he hoped he would actually call for backup if needed.
"Yeah, don't worry about that, I'll find her easily."
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There is nothing more empowering than finding out new things for the mad scientist himself. Tarantulas had yet to find a single human that had power, but this one, this one that was still unconscious had it. They had the power that he had been longing for. Granted, he didn't know what exactly it was yet, but that doesn't matter. His chances of unraveling this world's human supernatural abilities had been upon him, unable to be swayed by even Megatron if he didn't want it.
However, that hadn't been the case. As if he had cared what he had thought. He wanted to work on his own agenda, away from Megatron. Such motivations should be important. Living for someone wasn't Tarantulas's thing. No, he had wanted to live for the study of studying a fine specimen, able to let out their last breath as blood stained the room and the screams had slow down to a quiet one. It had been music to his ears to hear the last of his victims give out their last light of hope in front of them and died, knowing all too well there was nothing to save them.
The dried blood was still on the ceiling and on the walls of this little run down place he took over. The wooden areas, showed the pain that had peeled off slowly but surely towards the top, revealing the white paint that was once there, slammed with the color of red gush that had now dried. The room that was once filled with a dry dust smell was now tainted with the smell of blood, hard dead flesh. It didn't bother Tarantulas as he hadn't mind eating more and more flesh. He was a spider after all and a spider, he had a tendency to act like.
Besides, if this one fails like the rest of them, he would just eat this one and hunt down more until he had something perfected.
He hears the groaning coming from the small female laying in his spider web, trapped. At least, that's what he had assumed. A cold chuckle fell from his lips, turning to look down at the female who looked as if the color from her face had disappeared from her at the sight of him. He could feel it, her fear. Her exhilarating fear that made him excited to tear this specimen down.
"Ah, ah," His voice was a bone chilling tone to add to the already horrific tension that would leave anyone really terrified. He couldn't blame them. It was no wonder why they hated the so called 'monster' within him. He was simply someone who wanted their curiosity satisfied. He was nothing more than normal. He just had hobbies that people didn't seem as normal.
"You're awake, I hope you don't mind, but your planet has gotten me very interested in the power scales of this society." Tarantulas advance over to the female human, hovering over her. His optics stared into her as if the predator was advancing on his prey, homing in for a kill.
The girl responded with a muffled shriek, looking away from him. Her eyes, shut tight, causing Tarantulas to laugh in response to her movement, leaning down to her level, "Oh come now, my dear, I have no reason to lie to you now. You're one of the first ones I've found that has an ability. A true honor for you."
He ripped the web away, releasing her. His servo falls to touch her chin, forcing her to look him in the eyes. He then tightens his grip on her, lifting her up to meet his eye level, "I do believe you'll certainly get some benefit out of it, but don't worry, you'll be of used to be even if you die before I can find out what your power is."
The girl flickered in fear trying to struggle out of his grasp, letting out a scream of protest. Using his other servo, he touches the girl's head, running it down into her long black hair, "Shhhhhh, no need to bring attention. I promise, I always treat the ladies much kinder." A dark sinister laughter made the honey sweet tone in his voice moments ago feel ironic.
There was one thing in Scarlet's mind other than fearing for her life, unable to release her power because then, he would know her true identity. That very thing was the fact that this must be the same person causing all these murders around their home. It wasn't unlike Chicago to have crime, but she knew, for a fact, she was witnessing what the others did, and they were all probably dead judging from his words.
She had wanted to fight, wanted to fight back, but what could happen if someone was onto the case and was on their way here to help her? What if there was a way for her to get out? That she just wasn't going to die? The vice grip he had indicated to her that he was easily going to be able to snap her neck if need be. If she made any noise, any wrong move, she'd be good as dead.
At least, that's what she thought. To him though, he wasn't going to kill her. At the very least, not yet. He wanted to find out, and it would be much easier if the girl would tell him.
"Now," Tarantulas told her, "you can either make this easy, or…" He gestures to the experiment table a few feet away from him, "you can make this harder for me."
Hesitation falls on her. If she knew who she was, she could danger the others too. They weren't around, and she thinks that either way, she will land in a world of pain. To the point of death. She really wanted to not die this quickly. She didn't want it. She wanted to live, but she didn't see a way out of this. No one knew where she was at, no one knew what was going on. What was she supposed to do? Was she supposed to tell him? No, she couldn't handle him finding her records and tracing it to her friends. Who knows what could happen?
She wasn't even Archer right now, and she was suffering, suffering. Was getting involved in this war worth it? This guy was a monster. A living, breathing, monster. He could easily kill her. She's realized how useless she truly is in this position. Nothing was going to happen to her.
She was sorry. Sorry to her siblings, sorry to even her mother who hadn't been the best mother around. Sorry to even her dad, who has been absent in her life for a long time, but most importantly, she was sorry to her friends.
"I-I-" She choked out, tears begging to fall from her eyes. This wasn't fair, this wasn't fair at all. With Megatron's lead in power now, they'd be able to do so much worse. Get away with so much worse and yet, she would be unable to stop. To do anything. Nothing would bring those people back. Nothing. They all had lives, goals, prospers.
The sudden jolt of a door breaking snapped her out of her thoughts. A blast, firing not even a moment later, and she finds herself on the ground. A hand, covering her face as she hears a familiar voice call out.
"Not a chance in hell you're doing any more slaughter, chuckles." Cheetor stepped out of the shadows, aiming his blaster at the tarantula mech before him that had been knocked back from the blast.
"Maximals, always ruining my fun." Tarantulas sighed before he pulled out a device and pushed the button on it, revealing a few human soldiers who all had some kind of black helmet on their heads, "Get him."
Before that could happen, the building began to shake. The windows in the building, breaking instantly. Scarlet rushed away from the debris, covering her head with her arms, panting. She looked up to see a familiar woman with a white and pink outfit.
Hope had arrived. She was lucky.
Scarlet froze, however, the instant a gun was pointed at her from Tarantulas. Her eyes widened. He was using her to stop them from fighting.
"It's an honor to meet one of you superhumans in person. However, take one false step from either one of you, and it's goodbye to the person you wanted to so desperately save."
Cheetor hesitated, still pointing the gun at Tarantulas, not wanting to fight the humans. He was tense. How could someone do that to a bunch of innocent creatures? He didn't understand this. Sure, he was still a rookie, but why did people who had no involvement have to die like this today?
"You're a monster," Cheetor growled, looking at the blood stained walls and back at Scarlet. He had to make sure not to tell her real name or alias or else Tarantulas would know, "How could you?"
Stormer didn't utter a word, but she felt the same way as Cheetor. Why did people have to do something like this? She had been shocked at the scene she had looked down into. The blood stains, the stench of flesh, but was even more disgusted at the humans that Tarantulas had in some kind of control. It made her blood cold, it made her want to vomit. It made her feel unable to breathe.
"Monster? Ha." Tarantulas snorted, "I'm simply like any of you, wanting to motivate my own path by satisfying my curiosities, and yet, you dare think that I am unjust? Judging such primitive things are merely pointless. I am merely doing what I want to do." He kept his weapon pointed at Scarlet, "Now, put your weapons down, the both of you."
There was suddenly a lancer that slammed into his face, following a lance knocking away his blaster. Tarantulas scrambled to grab it, waving something to his human army to attack the girl now that these two didn't listen to them. They closed in on the girl only to have a powerful force of wind to knock back. Stormer jumped off the roof and into the inner building, landing in front of where the other humans had been knocked back.
"Cheetor! Get Tarantulas, I'll take the others on while I protect the human." Stormer's eyes were glowing with determination with a hint of anger. No matter what, it would probably be easier for her to handle the ten people that Tarantulas mind control. Maybe by breaking those helmets, she might be able to stop him?
Cheetor nodded, but Stormer didn't like that look in his eyes. There was something that angered him. She understood, but if he wanted revenge for what that monster did to Scarlet and other humans that have been around here, it wouldn't do any good.
A human snapped her out of her thoughts, grabbing her by the arm, as the other one tried to aim a crowbar at her face. She threw the one that was gripping onto her arm like a vice into the one that was about to hit her, crashing them into the ground.
"Stormer, look out!"
The sudden blast that came out of Tarantulas's blaster fired, coming straight at Stormer. Scarlet had retreated to a hiding spot thankfully. However, that wasn't her concern right now…
"If you dodge the attack, you'll kill them." Tarantulas chuckled, dodging a blast from Cheetor.
Shit, she didn't take that in. It was a good strategy on his part, Stormer couldn't help but admit that. However, she only had a second to react. She ducked down, using her wind powers knock everyone down from harm's way. The blast then shot through the wooden wall behind her knocking her forward. Debris fell above her, but she quickly threw up another gust of wind to stop it from crashing down, keeping the wind going at the debris until she was able to move it aside.
She coughed, flipping backward to dodge a swipe from one of the mind controlled humans. She had barely avoided it. That damn spider…
She was angry, she could admit that, but if she loses focus right now, she could die. She needed to keep her anger down just a little more. She could get mad later.
"How dare you!" She heard Cheetor roar, unable to keep his anger in check like she was. She could feel her anger boiling as well as she avoided another punch, spinning in a three hundred sixty-degree angle before using her lancers that were being controlled by the air to trip the man that had been trying to hit her over, knocking him to the floor.
He suddenly grabbed her leg, dragging her to the ground hard, "Damn." She cursed, watching all the other humans advance on her. Her breath was caught in her throat and she unleashed a much more powerful blast of air, raising her arms upwards. She kicked the man in the face that held her down, freeing herself of his grip. She watched the other humans crash into the walls, all unconscious at this point.
Panting, she rose to her feet, adjusting her sunglasses before realizing she only had a matter of moments to react to the barrage of bullets, bringing up her lancers to spin around to protect her. One of them grazed her shoulder. Gasping in pain, she held her gaze shoulder from the attack. Her rapid breathing, increasing.
She swore again, unable to try to stop the bleeding for right now, still blocking Tarantulas's attacks.
"You both lose." Tarantulas cackled.
There was a sudden explosion that occurred that suddenly caused part of the ceiling to crash down on Tarantulas, forcing him to cease fire on Stormer. Rattrap, landing on the ground on top of them.
"Hey fellas!" Rattrap exclaimed, holding one of his bombs before him, "You kids okay?"
Cheetor didn't answer, he pointed his gun at where Tarantulas once stood, knowing he was still there.
"Cheetor!" Stormer exclaimed, rushing over to him in a matter of seconds, "Don't." Her hand reached out, trying to stop Cheetor from killing him.
"Stormer, he's killed so many humans and controlled them." Cheetor shook his head, "They're your kind. Don't you think he deserves to die?"
Stormer's eyes widened, feeling the pit of her stomach twist in response, taking a step back away from the Maximal.
"Kid, don't. It's over, let's just get the kid home and back to base…." Rattrap urged him before Cheetor cut him off.
"No, he did so much bad things. He deserves to pay for it."
"This isn't the Maximal way, kid." Rattrap told him, trying to get him from stopping. Who knows if he would stop killing if he did so. It was for his own good.
Cheetor couldn't take it anymore, he fired and Tarantulas's screams filled the air.
However, Stormer and Rattrap's faces soften a bit to realize that Tarantulas was still alive.
Tarantulas's spider legs were around them and he emerged immediately.
Stormer didn't take any chances, she immediately rushed over to find Scarlet. He probably couldn't do anything but the look of rage on the spider robot's face made her immediately want to flee.
"I'll kill all of you." Tarantulas growled. All of his work, all of his precious research as he heard his computers' sparking with electricity.
"Let's get out of here, kids." Rattrap motioned both of them to move.
"I'LL KILL YOU!" Tarantulas screamed again while Stormer threw Scarlet over her shoulder and Rattrap and Cheetor rushed out of the room.
Groaning fell from Tarantulas broken and battered robotic body, cackling, "You may win this round Maximals, but the war has only begun. I'll kill all of you slowly and painfully."
The cackling echoed in the broken and damaged room, leaving Tarantulas alone.
XXXX
"Hey, thanks for that."
Scarlet was now walking with them, "I'm sorry by the way that I couldn't do anything."
"It's alright, kid, I'm just glad you're okay." Rattrap chuckled.
"But Stormer…" Scarlet began, averting her eyes away from the group.
"Nah, don't worry, it's just a bit of a scratch." Stormer showed the shoulder that had been shot was now covered with some fabric from her jacket, wrapped around tightly. It's not like she hadn't been shot before anyway. About the third time that happened. It was a good thing she had some first aid classes when she was a freshman for a babysitting class she took.
"I'm sorry, you guys." Cheetor sighed, looking at the two in his beast mode, "I didn't mean to cause trouble."
"Hey, you have nothing to apologize. To be honest with you, I was pretty close to snapping too. If Rattrap didn't show up, I probably would've." Stormer shrugged looking over at the rodent, shooting him a thumbs up, "So thanks, you saved our lives back there."
"You got nothin' to worry about, kid. At least it didn't happen. Glad Rhinox called me right after talking to you. He was pretty worried about sending two kids out there, especially you." He looked at Stormer, "You guys are still kids. You haven't had to see the things we have had."
"Yeah, I understand. I should thank Rhinox and not you." A soft chuckle fell from her lips as Rattrap rushed over to her.
"Hey, I deserve some thanks, I saved your tailpipes, all of you." Rattrap pointed a finger at Stormer's face whose chuckle quickly turned into a laugh.
"Sure, sure, but Rhinox told you to come here." Stormer waved her hand, feeling a bit better, but she was still pretty shaken from that, "He's the real saver."
"Really wish I didn't get so distracted from the group text earlier though." Scarlet sighed, "Sorry, I tried to shake him. He was giving me a really bad vibe back in the alleyway. Now I know why."
"Stop apologizing kid, you got out of there alive and that's all that matters, but you're still a kid. If you need to talk about getting over that experience, and I'm referring to all of you when I say this too, I'm your bot and everyone on the team are too, and that includes the humans that you're teamed with." As much as he really didn't like them at first, they were starting to grow on him, but he was never going to admit that.
"Yeah, we're your friends." Cheetor grinned, "Even Rattrap if he doesn't want to admit it."
Slagging kid… "Hey, I said nothing about that!" Rattrap clenched a fist in his paws.
"I'm sure Optimus would like how you sound." Cheetor chuckled, running into the sunset.
Rattrap ran after him, "Hey! I ain't done with you yet! You get back here, kid!"
And the Maximals' beginning of their adventure, had begun, leading to some important destinies and some heartbreaks, but what mattered, that they had each other.
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