A/N: and now, back to Cybertron, where our pair of Megatron and starscream impersonators take a gour of an underground city.

And the introduction ofthe two Marauder teams. Hope you enjoy!

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When Jade and Bullet entered the command room, one group of six bots were on the left, one in the back, kind of at the center, and one on the right, each checking his gun, ammunition, and other armorment. A white car-type with a face mask glanced over, bright blue optics narrowing in suspicion. The groups on the left and back whipped out their weapons, or aimed the ones allready out at the two. "Uh, whoops." Bullet noted. Jade eeped softly. "I think we walked right into a bunch of people all keyed up and about to go on a mission." she near-whispered, forgetting her voice still sounded like Starscream.

To the right, the tall flier they had met earlier gave the white and pink-accented hovercar with a facemask a glance. "It's okay, they're the two mechs from Earth Orbit mentioned." he waved a hand.

"Are you sure?" the white cartype replied, her rifle still aimed at the pair. Jade stood stock-still, trying to ignore the pin-point of a red laser sight trained on her forehead crest. "Yup, positive." the flier smirked. The other group, painted in camoflauge, apparently the other Marauder group, slowly lowered their rifles. They looked at the first group, then glanced at the back of the room where the other group, a quad of all-black mechs with red visors stood. Well, except for Backdraft, who stuck out like the proverbial sore thumb. Landspear was sporting some kind of spray-on black paint, and a semi-clear red optic covering. Those were the only two she could identify out of the four.

The three seekers, which included Backdraft, were bulkier then the rest. Jade could only imagine what their mission was. She opticshifted to glance at Backdraft, standing next to the other two, wondering if they were a trine. She didn't have the chance to look at their wingstripes and find out, though. About that time, Orbit walked in, (thankfully to their rescue.) "Jade, Bullet. I see you're back." he paused a nanoclick to glance at the mechs aiming guns at them. "I thought you were in the commisary?" he tilted his angular head slightly. Bullet shrugged. "We heard your announcement, and, well, umm," he glanced at Jade. He didn't want to say they had been curious, but he was just slightly. He didn't want to appear nosy, though either. Jade caught his look. "I was curious. Sorry about that." she looked at the floor.

Orbit shrugged. "No matter. I was going to call you anyway." at the pair's curious expressions, added "It is time for you to return home."
"With all due respect," Bullet said "How are we gonna get past Shockwave again? I mean, our disguises might have worked the first time, but I don't think they'll work again." The short silvery mech nodded. "And that is why we have two Marauder groups and the house of Koeleth-Nor to go along. They can get you past the security measures and back across the spacebridge." he nodded to the groups, who continued their weapons checks. Though not without casting a few untrusting looks in Jade and Bullet's direction.

Jade looked around the two groups. She allready knew who Backdraft and Landspear were. She eyed the other two black fliers. Both were prettymuch identical, but one had red wingstripes, and the other had orange ones. Across the room, the White femme (huh?), Driveby, was checking her pulse rifle before subspacing it. Next to her, a short tank mech with camoflauge armor was checking his rifle before putting it back together. He glanced at the shorter flier next to him. The little light grey flier looked like he might turn into some Cybertronian version of a spy plane. The M-Q1 Predator sprung to mind, but Jade shoved it away. These people were cybertronians. They probably had no clue what earth vehicles would look like.

Anyway, the little flier's wings were kind of in an x-shape on his back. "Like a biplane might transform." Jade thought with amusement, shoving away the image of the red baron as a transformer. He had a light blue visor that she could make out his optics through, which were also blue. He turned and nudged the little yellow cartype next to him, handed him a set of grenades. "Thanks Beacon." the little red-opticed carmech nodded.

Jade's optics widened slightly. A Decepticon? Well, Razer and Dusk had said something about those who didn't want to take sides. Maybe the little mech was a deserter? She could only imagine what Megatron would do if he found the mech. Jade also raised an optic ridge at the little hovercar's sidepanels, which were a tealish blue color. He glanced over at her and grinned before going back to checking his small pile of boxes. He looked through each one, ticked off it's contents on his fingers, then moved on to the next one.

"Yo, Gunlock, ya want your sniper-GT back?" The flier's attention snapped to the little camo tank who has said that. "I guess that means yes?" he made like he weas about to toss it. "CAP!" the dark colored seeker yelled in alarms. The tank, Cap, chuckled. "Just kidding. Geez. Don't have a fuel pump attack!"

Jade snickered at him. Gunlock, the black flier, glared vehemently as he walked over to snatch his beloved weapon from his temmate's grasp. "That is a *very* sensitive and accurate peice of weaponry. If you toss it, it could throw the scope all out of alignment." he griped, holding it up to look through the scope. "Great, now I'm going to have to totally recalibrate it." to which Cap, who had turned around, started mocking him, hands moving to emphasize. He ended it with shaking his head and rolling his optics." Cable saw and chuckled. "Ya better watch out, Cap. He might shoot ya in the back and make like it was the cons!" he warned, but in a joking tone.

Driveby paused to look at the tank and yellow car (cap and Cable), then glanced at the flier, Gunlock, before going back to he own work.

Across the room, the other team were talking in hushed voices. "...I mean, just who do they think they are to come walking in here like they own the place." a purple and black flier femme said in a stuck-up voice. "And now we have to cover their skidplates and help them get back to earth? We didn't help to get them here. Why should be put our lives on the line for them? why are *they* so special?" she cast a sidelong glance at Jade and Bullet.

"I know what you mean, Sheique, but we still have to do our job. Orbit is our leader for a reason, and he knows what he's doing." the mech next to her replied. He was a tank type also, but it looked like he had four wheels and a high-set chassis in his alt. mode. "Enough!" their leader, a silver mech who's slim chassis almost reminded Jade of a Plymouth Prowler barked. Optics forward!" the two went back to their word. "sorry Stopstreet." the (mudromper?) tank mumbled.

A jeep-type looked over at the pair of Decepticon imitators (Jade and Bullet), and nudged the flier next to him. "Hey, Breaker."

"hmm?"

"Check it out. What d'you think a' the newbies?" he whispered.

"I dunno. they appear to have alternative modes which Imitate the Decepticon commander and sub commander." his azure gaze moved to the pair. "But external impressions can be misleading, undoubtedly." he looked back at the jeep-mech. "What is your summary asessment, tracker?"

the mech blinked. "uh... could you repeat that in plain cybertronain?" The seeker chuckled. "I merely was inquiring upon your first impressions of our visitors."

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Endnotes: Yeah, another short chapter, sorry about that. My muse ran away halfway through it.

Anyway, here goes the notes: Yes, Cable was a decepticon at one time. And yes, Breaker is sometimes a braniac. (He talks like Perceptor sometimes.) That's partially why he and Tracker go together so well. Tracker's kind of a numbskull (dumb) sometimes.

...well, I think that does it for the endnotes. More later!