Luna glares at the turrets, looks up, and then back to them, she lets go of the wall, pushing herself up, clawing at the walls with her hand, and struggling to keep herself mobile.
"Luna, you can do this, they're just a bunch of machines, and they can't compete with me!" Luna yells as she takes aim at the gun turrets on the walls, "I can show them who's boss!" With that exclamation Luna aims her gun, blasting away a trio of turret pods, knocking them offline with one shot each.
Smirking proudly while watching her endeavor, Bulkhead nudges Wheeljack against the shoulder, "Ha! Look at her go! Looks like your toys can't contend with her, Jacky" Bulkhead laughs as he watches Luna scale up the walls, "She's a tough one isn't she?"
"Oh, she's tough alright" Wheeljack responded, "Practically academy worthy" a smile grew across Wheeljack's face as he popped open a hidden panel on the controls he held in his servos.
Bulkhead turns to face his friend, chuckling awkwardly to himself, "Jacky, what exactly are you doing?"
Wheeljack began pressing a sequence of buttons across the black box in his hands, "Remember those training courses I designed back on Iacon? During the Wars?"
"You didn't…" Bulkhead hesitantly asked as a contained built into the ceiling lowered itself down, directly above Luna.
The container opened in a burst of mechanic noises and steam. Small bombs began to rocket down towards Luna, as the walls surrounding the young girl opened, emerging three more sentry guns.
"He did…" Bulkhead said, his hand covering his optics in distress, Wheeljack kept his proud smile on as the bombs dropped faster.
Eyes widening in a mixture of shock and fear, Luna continued to desperately climb up the wall, "OH COME ON!" She yelled, jumping from one side to another, carefully dodging the bombs as best she could, just barely dodging them all, "Well, at least that's over with" She climbs up a bit higher, catching her breath for a moment. The panel to her right pops open, a metallic missile pod emerging, searching around, eventually taking aim at her. "Mother Fu-"
"Oh forget this!" Luna exclaims, pointing a finger at Wheeljack from high above, "You like your toys so damn much?" her eyes focus on the Missile pod, as it starts to load its barrels with explosives, "IT'S TIME TO SHARE!"
Luna leaped from the wall, grasps hold of the top of the missile turret. Using the enhanced strength of her arm, she grabs the launcher by the sides, forcefully aiming it towards the other guns firing upon them.
'Holy crap…' Luna thought to herself as the missile pod shot out a cluster of rockets, detonating against the parallel wall, a group of five sentry guns blown to scrap in the process.
Bulkhead raises his fist in triumph, "HA!" he exclaimed, punching Wheeljack in the shoulder, "I knew it! She's a natural! A Wrecker in the making! Am I right, or am I right?"
Wheeljack chuckled softly, almost eerily; "We'll see Bulk, we'll see" Setting his control box down at his feet, "Time to watch the fireworks, Bulk."
Sitting atop a now motionless missile pod, Luna strikes her clawed hand into the wall once more, slowly picking up her pace, "This…this is a bit high up now.." Luna said to herself, looking down and feeling her head getting dizzy, "No, I'm so close" looking up at the beacon, Luna grasps hold of the wall tighter than before, pulling herself up higher and higher, "Just..A little…further" getting within two arms length of the beacon.
Watching Wheeljack, Bulkhead let out a sigh, "Really? No tricks? No Gizmos? C'mon, not even an Alligatron dropping from the ceiling? You loved that one! You're not going to do ANYTHING to make this harder on her?"
Wheeljack shifted his weight and laughed at the spazzing robot, "Really Bulk? You WANT me to make this harder on her? I thought I was too hard on her before?" Wheeljack asked as he bumped Bulkhead with his shoulder.
"I don't want you to kill her or anything Jacky, but, this is too easy, you never let anyone get off easy! Slag, even back on Cybertron, not a signal bot could pass that, "Seven Levels of the Pit" you designed!" Bulkhead exclaimed, wanting to see his old friend and war buddy show he's still got it.
"Oh how you know me Bulk." Wheeljack smiled, picking up the control panel and slamming his palm down on a large red button labeled, "Doom Bringer", just as Luna reaches her hand out, to make contact with the beacon.
"Come on…reach dammit, I'm not going to be bested by this!" Luna yelled, her hand just inches from the beacon.
A net of wires dropped down from the ceiling, encircling the beacon in a protective netting, "Oh, a net, very clever Wheeljack" Luna sarcastically announced, still reaching towards the beacon.
In a flash the net of fires crackled and shined, a pulsing electrical field blocking all contact with the beacon Luna sought to obtain, "Oh…I see…CRAP!" Luna said as she recoiled back out of surprise, "Great, how could this get any wor-..No, not saying it cause then I know.." A quartet of mechanical arms emerge from the panels of the ceiling, a spinning buzz saw blade attached to each. "..Cause then that would happen" Luna said as her heart dropped.
Her mind racing, Luna did what she could to dodge and assaults of the blades, jumping from wall to wall, desperately holding onto them with her clawed arm, "C'mon Luna, think, think" Luna tells herself, as she barely dodges the spinning blades, taking a bit of her hair off, "Kinda hard to think when you're about to be killed!"
Bulkhead and Wheeljack remain at ground level, looking up at her in anticipation for the results. Silent as they watch, like fans watching an overtime match. Luna's eye focus, her mind racing with fear and adrenaline, letting the fear go, a voice goes through her head.
"Whoa, that's different" Luna said, digging her claws into the wall, getting weaker with each attack she dodges.
Her arm glows a faint shade of white, almost invisible to the human eye, and in one swing motion, she leaps of the wall, dodging the nearest buzz saw, and slashes through its mechanical arm. Grabbing hold of the severed arm of the buzz saw drone, Luna whips is backwards, swinging it at full force, using it to tear through the electrical wiring in one powerful attack. Luna drops the mechanical saw down, reaching forward and touching the beacon, finally ending this trial/.
"There, tell me I'm not an Autobot now." She whispered to herself, smiling as she looked down below, "They better come up here and get me."
