~Space~

Megatron sat in the command chair, his optics focusing on his soldiers, himself and the view of space in front of him. Though Astrotrain was a good pilot, he was cautious and annoyingly assertive. Megatron would probably expect the Combaticons to wonder what took him so long. Scrapper was down in the armory with Soundwave, testing out some new weaponry that was given to them by Shockwave when they made a pit stop at Cybertron, plus the Decepticon scientist came aboard after he had heard about what the native's powers were on the planet.

Megatron had heard this too, and found himself curious about the planet and it's equine inhabitants. Supposedly, the native's leaders had a power to control their sun and moon, plus their were a group of powerful other beings, six of them, that held a rank of respect in their caste system since they hold something called 'Elements' of supreme power. Megatron's veins boiled at the thought of a caste system, something he had fought against since the dawn of the civil war.

"Lord Megatron." Astrotrain's voice interrupted Megatron's trance.

"Yes, Astrotrain?" He replied.

"We are within one Earth hour of the Combaticon's signal source."

"Excellent." Megatron brought a finger up to his head. "Scrapper, Soundwave, load up your weapons. Onslaught provided Shockwave with info about some Autobots landing on the same planet."

"As you command, Lord Megatron." Soundwave's voice came through the radio, and he could only guess that Scrapper complied without a response.

"Shockwave, you want to capture some of the organics on the planet?" His attention focused on the purple cycloptic Decepticon next to him, who was manning the hydraulics instead of Scrapper.

"Yes, Megatron. I wish to know how an organic could possibly force a star to it's whim. Plus, I could make it into a weapon once I find out how they do it."

"Good, Shockwave. Keep me informed once you have it's power. I wish to wield it."

"As you command, Megatron." Shockwave immediately turned around towards the small medical deck, probably to make a containment pod or a cage to hold a specimen. That was Shockwave's way, to study and learn. And then using that knowledge to kill and destroy. Humorous.

But to control a star? Megatron really questioned that. There was the time when Onslaught controlled the Earth's orbit to force it into the sun, but that was small-time compared to something like that. Controlling a star is another big leap forward, something unfathomable to Megatron. He was the most powerful of all Decepticons, but he knew his limits. If he were to have a star used against him, Megatron could only guess how painful a star's heat could be.

But if he was to control one, then Earth, humanity and the Autobots would certainly be done for. He smirked at the imaginary sight of Prime being boiled alive.

"Soon. Very soon."

Blaster and Hot Rod sneaked around the length of the purple Decepticon shuttle, placing star-shaped bombs on it's hull. They knew that the shuttle could detect them at any moment, and all their luck and both their lives depended upon no Combaticon wondering into the command bridge and seeing them on the radar. Plus with the rain provided by Rainbow Dash, the sounds of their footsteps were slightly muffled.

"You done yet Blaster?" Hot Rod asked, his tone of voice teetering onto panic.

"Relax, bro. I'm working on it." Several seconds passed by. "There. All bombs in sync. Let's ditch this bunk."

"I'm with ya on this one." Both Autobots then ran out from beneath the shuttle, the rain deployed by Rainbow Dash covering up their loud footprints from the Combaticons inside. As soon as they exited the underside perimeter, Hot Rod bumped into another transformer, one that was retreating back to the shuttle because of the rain.

Onslaught.

Hot Rod's mind went into panic overdrive as Onslaught focused his attention on the smaller Autobots now in front of him. He was obviously confused.

"What are you two idiots doing?" Hot Rod tried his best to try and maintain his posture, but was having difficulty with his life possibly on the line.

"Uh ...we were looking ...at-" His shaky conversation was interrupted by Blaster.

"We were looking 'fer you and yer gang. The ponies are having a going-away for you all." Blaster ended his sentence with a broad smile, one that reeked of a lie. Onslaught let silence hang around for a few awkward and suspenseful seconds.

"Alright. I'll go get my team." Onslaught walked around the two Autobots and into the shuttle, leaving Hot Rod and Blaster feeling as if the galaxy's weight was off their shoulders.

"Thanks Blaster. I would've ruined us if you didn't stop me."

"It's how I roll, dude. Slick as oil. C'mon, we gotta tell Magnus the news."

"What news?" Both Autobot's circuits froze as they turned around and saw all five Combaticons behind them. Blaster cursed his loud mouth while Hot Rod wondered how on Cybertron did Onslaught manage to round up the Combaticons that fast. Brawl was (surprisingly) in front, Swindle and Blast Off behind him. Onslaught and Vortex just walked down the shuttle's exit walkway to catch up with their team.

"I'll ask again Auto-brat, what news?" Brawl pressed on his question.

"That you're coming to the party!" Hot Rod blurted, his suddenly loud voice spooking Brawl.

"There's a party? I thought we were leaving." Asked Vortex, and Swindle's mouth turned into a smile. For a second, the tinge of guilt struck the Autobots. Were they really doing the right thing, lying to the Combaticons and blowing up their shuttle? The answer might be a yes, for the Equestrian race could be saved, but then how could the Autobots and the Combaticons get along after this?

Probably not, and sadly Hot Rod started to like Swindle. Despite his inane reputation, Swindle was actually a nice guy, even though Ultra Magnus would never agree to an opinion like that.

"Yeah. It's at Sugarcube Corner." Hot Rod replied dully.

The Combaticons transformed into their alt-modes, the rain unhindered in their transformations and took off to Ponyville. Blaster sighed, one that told of a job well done. Hot Rod, however, felt horrible being a liar. He sadly sighed, which earned Blaster's attention.

"Hey, you okay?" Blaster asked, curious about his comrade's sad expression.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Hot Rod said, feeling his answer probably bordered on a lie again. Blaster detected his lie, but decided to play dumb on this.

"Alright, now that they're gone, we need to wait for the Combaticons to be subdued by the Elements, then we can detonate the mines." Blaster pulled out a small grey cylinder with a red button on top. Hot Rod guessed that was the detonator. Blaster then contacted Magnus to tell of the incoming welcome wagon.

/Ultra Magnus, do you read? This is Blaster/

/Go ahead/

/The Combaticons are on their way. Be prepared/

/The mines are in place?/

/Yes/

/Good. Ultra Magnus out/

Hot Rod spoke out.

"How will we know when to use the mines?"

"Magnus will tell us. Either that, or we'll hear alot of explosions where the party would be."

~Sugarcube Corner~

The light rain pattered against the armored frame of three Autobots, standing in the wet dirt and gravel road awaiting the Combaticons. The three Autobots, Ultra Magnus, Kup and Cliffjumper received the news that the Combaticons were coming, unaware of the trap ahead.

Cliffjumper was at his usual destructive self, though it was clearly visible by the guns on his hips and the broad smile on his face. Kup had a much more stern look, one of concern and worry, and was squeezing the cy-gar he had in his mouth through his dental plates. Ultra Magnus bore the same facial expression that he always wore, but hidden deep underneath was a terrified mech who felt as if he and he alone would have to stand against Megatron. He was no Prime.

The roar of the Combaticon's engines was heard behind the tree line, snapping the plan into action. While the Autobots would deal with a predictably short talk, the Elements would try to subdue them one by one in a surprise. But since there were six Elements and five Combaticons, Applejack and Rainbow Dash agreed to help take down Blast Off, something that pleasured the cyan pegasus.

The other Elements had their targets chosen as well.

Rarity would attack Swindle.

Fluttershy would use her Element against Vortex.

Twilight and Onslaught would find themselves against each other.

And in a cruel twist of fate, Pinkie would find herself after Brawl. The party pony was so deeply saddened over the fact that she had to attack her new friend. Sure, he might destroy her world and kill many ponies, but he was still her friend. Pinkie was actually planning a real going-away party for the Combaticons, but Twilight said that there was no party, but a trap.

The first to arrive was Onslaught, followed by the two other grounders and the air-fighters. Onslaught gave a quick look-around in question.

"Um, Magnus, where's the party?" The three Autobots just standing there gave him the creeps, and the rain only helped.

"Oh, there'll be a party ..." Chided Cliffjumper. Now Onslaught was really creeped out.

"Okay Magnus, this is getting weird. Could you explain?" Onslaught was now only feet from the stone-cold Ultra Magnus, who now looked like a red, white and blue statue.

"Care to explain why you contacted Shockwave?" Magnus finally replied, a cool yet unnerving tone in his voice. Onslaught's visor widened in shock over what he heard.

"Shock-?" Onslaught only got halfway from his sentence when a cry of "Now girls!" came out from his left, and the Elements charged the distracted and confused Combaticons. Onslaught saw the purple one charge at him, and raised his blaster only to be beaten to the shot. A massive line of sparkling (annoyingly sparkling, as Onslaught had to shield his optics) purple erupted from the tiara the purple unicorn was wearing and was launched at the Combaticon leader.

Onslaught was tangled in a vibrant purple loop of magic that coiled around his body like a snake. His arms were pinned to the sides of his body as another tendril tripped him over onto his knees. He struggled to bend the coil in a fruitless attempt at freedom, and it was to no use. He heard screaming behind him, and turned around in horror to see his fellow Combaticons fighting against the ponies and losing effortlessly. Vortex was already down, the yellow pegasus was standing on his head cooing to him, asking if he was hurt. Her tendril was connected to a necklace, like the rest of the ponies except for Twilight's tiara-crown hybrid.

Swindle jumped and swiveled faster than Skywarp on high-grade energon. The darker purple tendril emanating from the white and purple unicorn's necklace just wasn't fast enough to snatch the entrepreneur. Finally, after not looking where he was going, Swindle stumbled over a rock, and his left leg stuck out. The dark purple tendril coiled around his leg and dragged him towards Rarity, where he pleaded for mercy. "I'll give you my gem stash! Just don't kill me!" He cried, which Rarity found quite humorous.

Brawl couldn't believe what was going on. Here he was, fighting the very ponies that were once his friends. He knew that Onslaught contacted Shockwave, but how did Ultra Magnus know, of all bots? He cleanly avoided a lazy pink wisp of magic that struck the-

Wait. Brawl thought. Pink?

Looking at the source of the tendril, his optics bore a horrifying truth. No other pony than Pinkie Pie was attacking him, the very same pony that became one of his first friends. But something was wrong with her. Was it lack of motivation? As Brawl got closer, he could see the truth. Pinkie's mane had fully deflated, her eyes were locked onto Brawl's visor and were watery. A pink tendril shot out of her necklace and coiled around Brawl, who tried with every fiber in his being to fight it. He eventually fell, landing face first on the ground and mud splattering his face.

"Pinkie." Was all he could muster up, the painful feeling of betrayal leaking inside of him.

"Why?"

That's when Pinkie just broke. Hysterically crying, she took off back into the bakery and the pink tendril dissipated. All eyes and optics locked onto Brawl, some with anger and some with confusion.

"Brawl?" Swindle asked, "What was-"

"Yer gonna pay fer that, ya varmint!" A stronger coil of orange wrapped around Brawl, squeezing him tighter and tighter every second. Blaring warnings came online from his central processor and he could feel the energon leaking out of him. Only when a distinct cry of "Applejack! Stop!" did the pain end. The ponies looked at the imprisoned Combaticons, and then the Autobots.

"Alright Magnus, we got 'em." Twilight said. Magnus gave a glimpse of the Combaticons, and saw a missing member.

"Blast Off." He replied.

"Huh?"

"You're missing Blast Off."

As if on cue, a smoking fireball crashed behind the transformers and ponies, rolling over and over while turning into a brown and purple hominid shape. The fireball was none other than Blast Off, escaping rapid lightning strikes from Rainbow Dash's storm. He slowly got up, dented and cracked, and attempted to run back to the shuttle. He was stopped by a red tendril that picked him by the leg and pounded him back to Sugarcube Corner.

He didn't move after that. The rain stopped, shining bright light into the town where the rest of the ponies gathered in awe.

Rainbow Dash plopped herself onto Blast Off's charred head, smiling like an alligator. "Aw yeah! Go Rainbow! Go Rainbow! How'd ya like that, Blasty?" 'Blasty' didn't respond, his gray visor and lack of a running gestalt link scaring his comrades. Was Blast Off dead, under Onslaught's leadership?

"What the slag is wrong with you Auto-brats?" Onslaught practically screeched out his angry words like an osprey.

"You, Onslaught," Magnus pointed an accusing finger at the Combaticon leader, "Have jeopardized the safety of this planet by contacting Shockwave."

"But he-" Vortex protested. He was interrupted by Cliffjumper slapping him across the face. The other Combaticons shut their mouths to avoid pain.

"Not only that, but now your leader, Megatron, is coming here by a request sent by you for unknown reasons. And your shuttle is what's guiding him and a squad of other Decepticons towards this planet. Due to circumstances, we have no other choice." Magnus put a finger on the right of his head. "Blaster, you are clear to detonate."

"Wait a second!" Brawl said, "Detonate?"

KRA-THOOM!

A tremendous explosion rocked the town and it's ponies, bright yellow and orange lights emanated from a massive fireball. Several small pieces of purple debris landed around the imprisoned Combaticons, as if some other-worldly being was teasing their insane misfortune. Applejack gave a long whistle in admiration. The Combaticons instantly knew what the Autobots destroyed.

"No..." Vortex whispered silently. "No."

Swindle felt as if all hope had drained out his system like a leaky faucet. Nothing but cold pity was left, and his gems were gone. He was unlikely to return to get more. Brawl just looked at the ground and Blast Off remained motionless.

"Our shuttle, gone. So much work wasted ..." Onslaught mumbled.

Just then, another bright light appeared, and both alicorn princesses walked out of a golden portal.

~Planetary Orbit~

Megatron was thankful that Scrapper was an expert at cloaking the ship from Autobot radar, otherwise they would have already been compromised. The planet was very odd, just like Earth (sickeningly similar to Megatron's view) for the star orbited the planet along with a small moon. Shockwave said that a sun orbiting a planet breached any logical point, but seeing was believing.

"It makes no sense!" Shockwave said.

"Maybe those organics you want to capture made their sun." Astrotrain answered the confused Shockwave.

"But then how could have they existed in the first place without the sun?"

"Beats me."

"Be quiet, you bickering idiots!" Megatron hollered. "We are almost there. Once we find the Combaticons, Shockwave will capture one of the organics and will then build a weapon of devastating power!"

"Um, Megatron? We have a problem." Astrotrain called out. Megatron gave a cold glare at the triple-changer.

"What problem? You know I despise problems, Astrotrain."

"Well," Astrotrain rubbed the back of his neck, "You know how I was to pinpoint the destination of the Combaticon's ship?"

"Yes?"

"I can't find it anymore." A second or so went by before Megatron huffed in annoyance.

"What do you mean you can't find it?" Megatron asked coldly. Astrotrain was obviously scared for his life when he started to turn random dials to find the signal again.

"I don't know! One second it's there, and then the other; POOF! It's gone!" Astrotrain replied.

"You don't think that the Autobots destroyed the ship, right?" Scrapper asked. All faces looked worried, except for the annoyed look on Megatron's face, for their safety around their leader.

"Lord Megatron." Soundwave's voice came from across the bridge. "Combaticon gestalt signal found. Source; north by northeast. Latitude; 22.4."

"Excellent Soundwave." Megatron replied. "Astrotrain, cool your circuits and punch it!"

"Twilight Sparkle, what is going on?" Celestia asked, more nervous than annoyed. "We were having an important meeting with a zebra government official until we heard an explosion! Nopony was hurt I- ... Twilight Sparkle! Explain yourself for this!" Celestia's voice turned to anger as she saw what her number one student was using her Element for. There were the Combaticons, beaten and bleeding while being held by the other Elements.

"Celestia, we just saved the world!" Twilight said. Celestia was so thrown off her anger she blinked in astonishment.

"She's right." The day princess turned to see the Autobot Ultra Magnus talking to her.

Celestia saw two other Autobots covered in soot return from a large red light emanating from where the Combaticon's ship was. They were coughing and arguing with each other, one saying how dumb the other one was for using too much explosives. Placing two and two together, she learned what her Elements and the Autobots did.

"You blew up their ship?" Celestia yelled at the Autobots, Cliffjumper covering his audio intakes with his finger tips.

"We had to!" Rainbow Dash said, propping off the still motionless Blast Off. "They sent in a group of other Decepticons to take us over! Their ship was leading them to Equestria!"

Celestia gave a look at Blast Off, worry spreading across her over the seemingly lifeless Decepticon. But then she turned her attention to Onslaught, who was exchanging looks between Blast Off and Celestia.

"Is it true?" She asked.

Several seconds went by before Onslaught replied. "I called in a squad to, 'deal' with the Autobots while we went back to Cybertron. It was supposed to be a small squad, but then Megatron joined the group. I sent them the location of your planet, but your planet has such a great amount of energy, the Autobots assumed, and will be most likely correct, that Megatron will use the planet's resources and plunder it for energon. Plus I did tell him about the powers your species had."

"What? Why?" Celestia asked.

"It was for safety purposes. I had to tell my commander to avoid underestimation." Onslaught replied, but he was terrified. The other Combaticons could feel it.

All heads turned to see Blast Off slowly come back online, weakly pushing himself out of his new crater and standing up, his visor cracked and his bond slowly returning, but the rest of his comrades could feel his anger.

-Where is she?- He growled over the bond.

-Who? Dash?- Vortex asked.

-That puny freak is gonna pay for _-

A large magical tendril of red interrupted Blast Off, coiling around his already damaged body and pushing him too his knees. He grunted with pain.

"Hey, Blasty. Had a nice nap?" Rainbow sneered, and the Combaticon bond was smothered in his rage.

"YOU PATHETIC BRAT!" He screamed, Rainbow recoiling from his outburst. "I should have killed you when we were racing!"

"I could've beaten you even if I was dead." She replied, her alligator grin returning. Blast Off looked as though he was on the verge of copying one of Brawl's meltdowns, his erratic angry breathing steaming out of his mouthplate.

"Enough silly games." Ultra Magnus said, diffusing the situation. "Elements, load the Combaticons into our ship. From there, we will take them to the Tyrest Accord." Swindle paled. He was off to prison for certain. The rest would probably face jurisdiction and some prison time, but he would be gone for a long time. Long enough for me to rust. He thought.

As the Elements forced the Combaticons to walk, a huge purple blast hit Magnus in the back and sending him flying into a newly-constructed office building. Several other blasts hit the Autobots, sending them to the ground. The ponies looked in horror, and the Combaticons smirked. They knew who shot Magnus

Kup looked up to see none other than Megatron standing on top of another smaller purple ship, with four other Decepticons behind him. The Autobots quickly rose up and pulled out their guns.

"Greetings, Autobots and measly vermin! I see your capture went according to plan?" Megatron chuckled. "I'm afraid that the Combaticons will be spending time with me on Earth wiping the rest of you out."

"Never, Megatron!" Cliffjumper cried out. The Autobots fired upon the Decepticons, and Ultra Magnus soon joined them. But from this range, their weaponry was more annoying than lethal.

"Astrotrain, Scrapper, assist me in destroying the Autobots! Soundwave, free the Combaticons. And capture an organic or two. Shockwave wants one."

Megatron, Scrapper and Astrotrain hopped down from the shuttle and engaged the Autobots head-on, despite having a three-to-five disadvantage, they had power, size and the weapons to counter it. Quickly, Sugarcube Corner became a war-zone. The Elements dragged the Combaticons away to a safer part of town at Applejack's farm, the alicorns with them. The tendrils de-bonded, but loops of energy still found themselves wrapped around the imprisoned Combaticons.

"Who were they?" Luna asked, out of breath.

"Decepticons." Twilight replied. "They want to enslave us, thanks to Onslaught." Onslaught replied with a 'Pbbffft' and sulked. Until Soundwave landed right in front of them, scaring the ponies.

"Free the Combaticons, or face termination." His monotone voice chilled the ponies. Whereas the Combaticons and the other Decepticons had a personality, this one was a blank slate.

"Yeesh, what a creeper." Rainbow said. Eyeing the alicorns, Soundwave promptly shot both with static rounds, sending into spasms around the ground. Twilight looked in horror to see her teacher twitching like a rattlesnake.

"Free or face termination." Soundwave asked again.

"Just shoot 'em Sounders." Blast Off said. Instead of shooting, Soundwave put away his sonic cannon and pressed a module on his left shoulder.

"Rumble, Frenzy, Laserbeak, Buzzsaw, Ravage, Ratbat; Eject. Primary operation: Liberation. Binary operation: Capture." Six cassettes flew out of Soundwave's chest and transformed, two into small hominids and the others into animals. The blue two-legged one spoke first with a nasally voice.

"So, you organics ain't givin' up the Combatees the easy way, eh?" It snarled.

"That's right! We'll never back down to you monsters!" Twilight yelled.

"Ooh, look out Rumble, it might try to hurt you." The red and black one behind the blue cassette, presumably Rumble, laughed.

"Maybe you freaks want a little tumble with Rumble!" Rumble immediately pulled out his pile-drivers and smashed them repeatedly into the ground, which in turn caused a massive crack to form underneath the ponies.

Both Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy took to the air, but were chased by two red and yellow condors with cannons on their backs. The red one cawed and swooped towards the Element of Loyalty. Rainbow Dash maneuvered out of the way. Fluttershy was already pinned under Buzzsaw's feet. Rainbow flew downwards and bucked the yellow condor off of her friend.

Elsewhere, Applejack was dealing with both Rumble and Ravage. While Ravage chased and shot at her with no mercy, Rumble would plow through the trees with his pile drivers to try and crush the farmer pony to free Brawl.

Ravage successfully tackled Applejack, his chrome teeth inches away from her face. Rumble landed right next him, smirking.

"You might wanna give up, Ravage over here kinda leaves a mess." Applejack got the message clearly.

"Eenope!" A strong kick sent both Minicons flying into a patch of trees. Applejack looked up to see her family, with Macintosh pointing his hind legs at the panther and hominid.

"Thanks Big Mac."

"Thanks Big Mac." Said a mocking tone behind her. It was Rumble. Blaster pistol in hand.

He fired at her Element necklace, and in a small explosion that harmed nopony, the bond between her Element and Brawl severed, freeing him. Back where the rest of the Combaticons were, Brawl easily destroyed the already weakening coils by ripping them apart.

Onslaught was the first to speak up.

"Combaticons, it is time!"

"Merge for the kill!"

Rarity was screaming. Sure, there was the annoying red and black one who called her mean things and was going to kill her. But then there was a giant purple bat hissing at her, pinning her into a corner of the barn. Oh, how grotesque it was! Those yellow eyes and hideous teeth! A nightmare with wings!

"Primus, Ratbat, stop hissing. That thing is gonna make me go deaf with it's screaming." Frenzy said, and Ratbat stopped. Rarity, however, was clearly not done.

"If you want screaming, I'll give you screaming!" She opened her mouth and gave a high pitch shrill, and the Minicons held their audio receptors in pain. Annoyed at the animal, Frenzy gave a hard slap across Rarity's face.

"SHUT UP!" He bellowed, Ratbat rubbing his ears with his wings.

"Hey!" Both Minicons turned around to see three fillies with ropes in their mouths and one holding a bucket with magic. "Leave my big sis alone!"

"Or what?" Frenzy sneered, Ratbat hissing. "You're gonna try to hurt me?"

"Cutie Mark Crusaders, Alien Destroyers! GO!" The three fillies charged the bat and hominid, tackling them to the ground.

"This is ridiculous!" Frenzy yelled, and threw off two of the fillies. Ratbat snatched one on his body and threw it at the pile where Rarity, Sweetie Bell and Apple Bloom lay. Frenzy raised his blaster pistol, and Ratbat readied his cannons.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Both Minicons turned around to see Twilight Sparkle on top of Soundwave, who lay there defeated.

"B-boss?" Frenzy mumbled. Ratbat gave a sad squeak.

"Alright you two, OUT." Both Minicons complied and dropped their weapons. Led by Twilight, who was dragging Soundwave by her magic, they were tied up outside with the rest of the Minicons by steel cables from the barn. Ravage was gnawing at his restraints. Buzzsaw gave a cold glare at Rainbow, who had claw marks all over her body.

"The game's over, Decepticons. You've lost." Twilight said.

"I disagree." From the shadows of the barn came a Decepticon that Twilight would forever fear. All purple, a huge chestplate, a cannon for his left arm and most shockingly, he was a cyclops. Only one yellow circle resided in his hexagonal head, complete with two fins and a tube from his left arm connected to his back. He had a surprisingly cultured voice.

"Who're you?" Applejack asked, her family bracing for another battle.

"I am Shockwave. Now, if you comply," Shockwave held in his right hand a glass cylinder and a metal top and bottom, "One of you will come with me and the rest might live. If Lord Megatron decrees your species has the will to live, which I doubt."

"And if we say no?" Rarity asked.

"It is perfectly fine. I can take all of you." Shockwave said, horrifying the ponies.

"You can take that tube of yours and shove it up your purple butt!" Rainbow said, flying up to Shockwave's face.

"It's too late, Shockwave!" Twilight added. "You've lost."

"Tell me, organic creature." Shockwave began. "How could you have won, when the battle isn't even over?"

The Apple Acres barn exploded, sending flaming debris everywhere. The ponies were blown back by such an immense fireball, but Shockwave didn't even budge. The ponies opened their eyes to see the flaming wreckage, Shockwave's frame in the fire.

And a hundred foot tall monstrosity standing on the destroyed barn. Even without seeing it clearly, something about it seemed beyond natural science.

The being flexed, and a massive gust of air put out the fires instantly. The giant looked as though it was patched together with familiar colors, a brown and purple right arm, a grey left arm, a gold right leg and a green left leg. It's silver and forest body attached all four pieces, two long tubes jutted out it's back and a vicious red visor poured hate onto the ponies.

"Wait, where are the Combaticons?" Fluttershy asked.

Twilight looked around, and saw none of the Decepticon group anywhere. Then it struck her. Those colors belonged to the Combaticons, and it was on that monster...

"BRUTICUS CRUSH PUNY ELEMENTS!"