Chapter 9 - in which **** gets real
"Sir." A vehicon approached Megatron apprehensively, "A groundbridge has been detected below – the Autobots are here."
"Finally!" Megatron hissed despite it still being hours before the set time, "Dreadwing, you're in command in my absence." The large seeker only nodded. "Drone! Tell Knockout to bring the prisoner! And open a bridge, now!"
The Vehicon scampered off to do as it was told, thankful he hadn't been burdened with bad news for the warlord. The decepticon leader himself didn't even wait for his medic, heading through the portal the moment the vortex flickered into existence.
He emerged in the middle of a barren landscape, a clearing ringed with rock; dirt drifted through the air, gritting against his already pitted armor.
The Prime stood on the other side, bravely staring him down with those bright, defiant optics, and Megatron cracked a toothy grin. "Optimus." He made sure to land a glare on each one of the Autobot's little battalion, noting only the medic (and of course their rookie) was absent. "And where is my communications officer, pray tell?"
Surprise flickered over Optimus's face only for a millisecond. "First, where is our comrade?"
As if on cue, Knockout appeared through the still open groundbridge, dragging Smokescreen behind him through the dirt. The green light of the portal reflected against the medic's shining finish for a moment before the bridge finally winked out.
Megatron raised a metallic eyebrow.
"He was being difficult." The flamboyant medic huffed, dropping the rookie at Megatron's feet. Smokescreen groaned, trying to clear his head from recently being prodded with Knockout's electrostaff.
The warlord returned his gaze to Optimus. "Well?"
Prime stepped forward alone, motioning for the other bots to keep their distance. "Soundwave escaped before we could bring him here."
Megatron paused to take in this information, ruby gaze narrowing. "Then why has he not returned to my side? Soundwave would not so simply abandon my cause: so tell me, Prime… WHERE IS HE?"
"He left of his own accord. We could not track him." Optimus insisted, telling the truth after all: but Megatron only raised his weapon.
Knockout followed suit, activating his staff with a bright red and white foot planted on Smokescreen's back, smug grin screaming 'come and get him'.
"I will beat the truth out of you!" Megatron finally howled. "Out of ALL OF YOU!"
Another groundbridge winked into existence, this time behind the unsuspecting bots: and a flood of Vehicons poured through, rapidly surrounding them.
"Autobots, stand your ground." Prime ordered, adapting a fighting stance, blades extending from his forearms. His team followed suit, and Bee chirped softly.
"End them!" Megatron growled, and the Vehicons all stepped forward, weapons warming up.
Arcee was the first to leap, landing on a Vehicon's head and shooting it through the helm – before kicking it to the ground and moving on. Bumblebee took out two before they could even step forward, and bulkhead picked up and chucked one into a group of his peers.
Optimus however ran straight for Megatron, meeting him head on as the gladiator drew his blade as well. Their weapons met with a deep CLANG, echoing across the open space.
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I hate writing fight scenes actually.
-Kaini
