Transformers Galaxy Force: Thunder Storm
Disclaimer: I don't own Galaxy Force.
Chapter Seven
Lori pulled her coat around her more securely and shivered. It wasn't that she was cold, but the Artic Prison was a formidable place. Cave like in its construction, the main room was shaped like a large arena of ice. For centuries, Transformers who did evil on Earth were imprisoned in stasis pods in this place. The Destron Chromia was one of them.
She shivered again, and Coby wrapped his arms around her in a comforting way. "Are you okay?" he asked.
"I just have a bad feeling about this," she replied.
Coby nodded, "Everyone seems to have a sense of foreboding. Even Galaxy Convoy seems to be on edge."
It was true. The Cybertron Leader looked more worried and alert with every passing minute. He wasn't the only one either. The Rumble Team had set up a perimeter and were watching every detail of what was going on, Dreadlock looked like he was about to spill his oil (the equivalent of a Human peeing their pants), and Guardshell had a death grip on his blaster. Even Bud and the Microns had lost their usual cheerful mood.
Lori shivered again. "I want to get out of here, Coby," she said. Coby nodded and they picked up their packs. They started to walk towards Galaxy Convoy, intending to request that the two of them leave for a short while.
They had hardly taken two steps when the icy ground below them suddenly and explosively crumbled. Everyone heard their scream and turned just in time to see Coby and Lori fall down a two meter wide hole.
"Coby!" Bud cried and ran towards the hole. Galaxy Convoy put his hand down in front of the Human to prevent him from falling in the hole as well.
"Stay calm, everyone!" the Transformer called out. He made sure everyone else was safe, then turned his attention to the hole. Lighting up his optics, he studied it carefully. "There's a cool air flow coming from the other side and the tunnel is slanted," he proclaimed. "Guardshell, take the Rumble Team and try to find another way to the other end of this tunnel. Everyone else, prepare to leave. This hole was a trap, created by a plasma missile, and I have a good guess as to who made it."
Everyone did as they were told. No one argued with the Supreme Commander. His tone was that of a commander who was ordering a retreat to save his people from a dire situation that only he understood.
"Wh-w-who created i-it?" Bud asked. The boy was so afraid that he was shaking.
Galaxy Convoy looked at the young Human and replied, "Super Starscream doesn't use missiles, so we can therefore assume that it is someone from the Destron Army remnant. Out of those four Transformers, only one can use a Fire Space warp gate. I'm guessing that this trap was made by Chromia."
Bud gulped. "Chromia has a grudge against Lori. I hope they're okay," he said.
Galaxy Convoy looked at the boy, puzzled. Normally, Bud would have gotten excited about something like this. Something had changed the boy, and dramatically.
Tentatively, Bud and Hop looked down the hole that Coby and Lori had fallen into. Even though it was slanted, it was a long way down.
