Energy and Motion

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers/ROTF.

I own the OCs and this plot alternate.

Rated T just for movie Violence


Chapter 11: One Man Alone


Ricochet's engine roared. The Egyptian sun was rising and it warmed his bright orange armor. Oranges, yellows, golds, and lavenders warmed the sky. The sight was beautiful, yet among the beauty was a sense of dread.

Ativii followed behind him, rider-less. They were coming upon a village with a small Wi-Fi port and her systems did a quick scan through it. The bike hummed to itself as she read over the statistics. Ricochet heard a pop, and then after a flash of light, a slim, female rider dressed in white and black-checkered gear suddenly appeared on her seat. The green-flamed helmet looked around, testing its movements. The road reflected in the visor and the holoform gripped the handlebars lightly, creating the illusion of controlling the bike.

:Looks nice Ativii, the holoform I mean. The colors match your alt pretty well,: Ricochet commed.

:Feels… strange y'know? But,: she laughed. :It feels natural to me.:

:I wonder why?: chuckled Ricochet.

A sign directing them towards Cairo popped up at the side of the road. Fifty miles to go it said, and they'd be closer to the Pyramids of Giza, and eventually the Autobots.


Ativii turned off the binocular system she was running. The rings of white lines over her sight disappeared as her optics reverted to normal settings. To the south there was a red flare dying in the sky above a small settlement. To the east there was a convoy of Chevy cars tearing down the street; yellow, maroon, and neon green.

"Yellows scout! Two clicks!" she called. The green motorcycle rolled higher up on the converter belt crane for moving excess dirt. She looked like a white and green hawk waiting on a cliff side, ever watchful and ready. Ricochet turned on his HUD sniper scope and he spotted a flash of yellow rolling over the road.

"Something's not right," muttered Ricochet. His audios picked up the roaring sound of twin F-22 jet engines and he searched the skies for the aircraft. And a gray F-22 with black alien tattoos thundered overhead. The jet locked on the yellow team and started firing missiles from his under belly a mile away. He banked hard and started to follow the road right behind the them.

"That's Starscream!" cursed Ricochet. Ativii swung down from her position with expertise and slide beneath a crane. Ricochet ducked low and readied his sniper rifle. The green femme pulled out her twin Cybertanium swords and waited as the edges hummed with energy.

Bumblebee swerved to miss the incoming missile. It exploded at the side of the road and his human passengers cried out and whiplashed around. Another missile struck the ground on the left and the humans were thrown about again. Bee desperately tried to counter his drift and get back on the road while fighting to keep the humans safe.

Dirt sprayed up on the windshields and the twins behind weaved around, dodging the shrapnel and dirt. Starscream continued to fire, he was determined to stop the Autobots and get the boy by all means, as long as the scout didn't scrap him.

Bumblebee's alt form dropped as they raced down a dirt ramp and into the digging site. Ativii shrunk into the shadows as Ricochet ducked even lower. Starscream was close, and they didn't know how the Autobots would react if they saw them.

The Chevys fishtailed in and started churning up dust and dirt to get away from Starscream's sight. Another missile hit a mound of dirt and it exploded into a huge cloud of dust.

"Now would be a good time to help them, Ric." Ativii strained as a missile nearly clipped the Chevy Beat's bumper.

"Yeah, right," Ricochet cocked his rifle and he rolled out from beneath the crane. The black and orange mech started firing sniper rounds at the unsuspecting Starscream. A few bullets only sparked against his armor, but they served their purpose.

Starscream faltered a bit, and he barrel rolled away. The jet continued to fire at the yellow team with more rounds of explosives, ignoring Ricochet's sniper shots. Bumblebee sped under a crane and Starscream went on the offensive. He swooped to the earth, and transformed in front of Bee to squash the scrap heap. Bumblebee swerved and Starscream tripped on his own pedes, he rolled to his back, and continued firing at the annoying scout.

Ricochet dashed closer to the dazed Seeker, ready to take him on if the need arose. Starscream grunted and fired again and again before he leapt to his crooked pedes and sneered. The Deception cursed in Cybertronian before continuing to fire at Bumblebee. Seeing that the scout was getting further ahead, the jet jumped, and his alloys clicked into place to form the F-22 before takeoff. The magmech slipped into a cloud of dust as the 'con roared in the shimmering hot sky to do a different approach.

Ativii zoomed ahead the convoy of Chevys. The Autobots were running out of cover, so she opened fire at the soft earth, and started creating a screen of dust for the yellow team to hide behind from the Deception. The breeze blew it over the alts to conceal them safely, as they parked to let their passengers out. The femme nodded to herself and then transformed down into her bike form to create a few more diversions around the construction site for the bots.

"We got to split up," yelled Sam. "Bumblebee, you're the decoy. You lead the Decepticons away, all right? I'm gonna get Optimus."

"I'll help draw their fire with Huey and Dewey there," Simmons said. He jerked a thumb back at the two Chevy twins. "You get to those soldiers. I hope that dust works, kid."

"Thank you," Sam said breathlessly. He grabbed Mikaela's hand and they started to run as Starscream's engines screamed through the air, signaling he was coming back.

Leo looked lost on what to do. He observed the smoking sky and sinking sun, spying the evil jet banking around for another go. "He's turning around. He's coming back. He's coming back."

Simmons nodded to himself, and turned to the twins. "It's up to me."

Bumblebee reversed and pulled away, the Camaro watched his charge run to the south before heading towards the road to sidetrack Starscream. Simmons marched to Skids and yanked the door open. "One man alone, betrayed by the country he loves, now its last hope in their final hour of need." He slid into the driver seat and gripped the Beat's steering wheel. "Prepare to be driven like never before, by the maestro."

Leo skidded around Skids and banged up against his passenger door. "Hey, hey! Don't go nowhere! Drive." He commanded. Simmons opened his door to yell at Leo from across the roof. "You'll never make it, kid."

"I'm coming with you!"

"Bravery will only get you so far."

Leo heaved his chest over the roof and started screeching at Simmons. "You tased me, okay!? You owe me! I'm going!"

"Okay, okay. That was a test. You passed. All right?" surrendered Simmons.

The formers S7 and Mr. Kitten-Calendar came to an agreement and they hopped into Skids. The Chevy took off. Simmons drove them around the shifting site and between mounds of dirt, trying to catch the Seekers fire.

:Ativii! Red and Green are leaving, should we follow?: commed Ricochet.

:Yes, we'll explain later!: She replied. The motorcycle took a hairpin turn to regroup back with Ricochet. She saw a small blue RC monster truck running circles in the ground. Ativii's holoform reached down and grabbed the RC as she whipped by. Wheelie transformed before he plopped down on the seat. "What was that for?" he asked rudely.

"I'm saving your life, okay? Just hold on!"

Ricochet commed back. :Okay, but I have to warn ya-: The comm link suddenly went dead. His helm ached from the snap off of communication with his friend. He tried the link again, but he only received a faint sound of static over the link. Ricochet growled and he took off across the dirt, his big Rubicon frame bouncing over the potholes.

Ativii's bike snarled from behind his left bumper, and there also was a small scrap drone hanging on her holo's pant loops. Ricochet adjusted his mirrors until he saw his familiar friend's appearance and sighed in relief. Ativii winked her headlights and they chased after the twins, broadcasting their spark monograms as loud as they could to the Autobots.

Simmons spun and drifted across the dirt. He had his sunglasses down and a big smile on his face. "One man," "Stop saying that," cut in Leo. "Alone… betrayed by the country he loves!"

"Oh, my goodness. I'm in the car, okay? You're not alone."

Simmons smiled, he knew that. But this was his moment, and he wouldn't let some quirky freshman ruin it for him. "Just relax. You're with the maestro."

Skids, Mudflap, Ricochet, Ativii and Wheelie dropped down the dirt incline until they reacged the bottom of a huge open mine. A large green Caterpillar 773B dump truck, a tan Kobelco CK2500 crane and other vehicles waited at the bottom of the pit. The Autobots stopped and waited for the humans to make a decision on their next move. Ricochet watched the vehicles warily, with his scanners fizzing out with that EMP blast; he couldn't exactly tell what they were.

Diggers and people herding goats swiftly moved away from the unusual cars and people. Wary about what they'll do. Excavation workers continued what they were doing when Simmons ignored them and just watched the sky with pursed lips.

Leo stepped out of the Beat. He looked around with squinted eyes and pointed out the obvious. "I don't think he's still following us."

"That's what you think," replied Simmons briskly.

An alien jet swooped low at the base of the pyramids. The aircraft swung up and landed against the Great Pyramid of Giza. Megatron growled as he slid against the face of the structure, sending yellow limestone tumbling down and crashing to the bottom.

Simmons pulled down his single lens binocular. "Uh oh."

Starscream perched himself on the pyramid by his leader. He bowed and began his report. "Master, sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but the soldiers brought the body of Prime!"

Megatron growled as he looked down the structure. "The boy must have the Matrix. We cannot let him reach Optimus!"

Starscream flew off and took to the skies. His master roared, "Decepticons, begin our assault!"

Ricochet tensed as he felt the tremors in the ground. He counted multiple impacts, close to thirteen of them, after Megatron's order. Ativii's holoform switched off and she balanced perfectly on her tires, tense and waiting. Suddenly, several ginormous construction vehicles pulled around the corner of the digging site. A yellow Caterpillar D9L bulldozer, one red mammoth O&K/Terex RH400 digging bucket, and a gray Mack Cement Mixer parked into formation. Their engines revved and the construction work vehicles looked very intimidating.

"You ever see that film Gunfight at the O.K. Corral?" Simmons asked suddenly. He and Leo watched wide-eyed and trembling.

Two more giant vehicles rolled over a ledge. Dust enveloped the red Cat 773B End Dump and tan Caterpillar 992G. "The one with Burt Lancaster and Kirk Douglas?"

"No, why?" Leo asked timidly.

"Looks like we're right in the middle of it." Simmons said with dread.

"Is that good?" the Spanish boy squeaked.

"A lot of people died." Simmons stressed.

The Constructicons hummed louder, then the big O&K/Terex RH400 dropped its bucket and the Cement Mixer shattered. Parts split, buckets lifted, and whirling gears rolled forward. Clank, whiz, whirl, shhk, bang. Cables snapped forward and metal arms connected together. The cranes and bulldozers shifted until finger like pieces shuffled to get closer to the constructing Construciticon. Unfinished limbs slammed and connect to separate parts. A head popped out of the cement truck and slid on the ground.

"Oh, no, oh, no, oh, no." chanted Leo as he watched the Decpeticons with his head snapping side to side. The Catipillar 773B started to shift and it's hydraulics hissed. The grill lifted up and Simmons ran away. "HIDE!"

Ricochet and Ativii rolled out of their vehicle forms, optics wide as they watched the construciticon mend itself together. Wheelie screeched and strangled Ativii's neck cables from behind, and she choked slightly. He recognized this Decepticon. Named after the Devastator Winds around the equator of Cybertron, he was the 'cons ultimate massive weapon.

The humans made a mad dash for cover from the mass of spinning alloys and clanking parts. "Hit the deck!" Simmons commanded and he pushed Leo against a Jordanian white van.

Devastator pulled his green leg forward as his crane arms heaved his massive weight off of the earth. The ground trembled and a high-pitched powering up tone echoed in the giant mining pit. Devastator's Vortex rings around his neck shifted as a deep, animal growl thundered out of his chest. He dragged his ugly, and under bite mug over the ground. Twelve green optics powered online as the pure rage and destruction instincts flooded the imperfect combined processors.

The combined Decepticon lifted his head and roared. The deep, gravely tone banged around his throat as sparks and a cloud of dust puffed out of his open maw.

"DEVASTATOR!" yelled Megatron in evil delight.

Oh, how would the Autobots win this now?


KTAB: Sorry for the wait guys. I was on vacation and I couldn't get to the computer to write. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten this story. I love it actually. :D

Sorry for the shortness. This chapter was tricky for me to write. But the next one: Revenge of the Fallen will be MUCH longer! At least, I hope. :D I might be mean and cut it short, maybe not.

Thank you for the reviews/favorites/follows They mean a lot to me. :)

I'll edit this A/N later for review replies, but I have to go now.

Have a good day/night/what ever time.

Question: How do you think the Autobots will react/take in Ativii and Ricochet? Will they be rejected, left alone, or go all mother hen and have 1000 rules for them to follow? I'd like to know. :D