Recap: So, Lockdown nabbed Bumblebee from human authorities and removed his stingers. His servos are locked up, but Wasp has come to his rescue. Meanwhile, another Autobot is arriving to bring on the twins, but Jazz thinks bringing in this new Autobot may be a bit overkill.
Wasp ducked under the blast Lockdown sent his way, slipping over to Bumblebee. He made quick work of the restraints, putting as much power into his electric blasts as possible. He went to grab his twin's servos. "Where Bumblebot's servos?" the green bot asked.
"Stuck," Bumblebee replied. "Long story." He ducked another blast from Lockdown. "Why'd you come back, anyway?"
Wasp looked over at his twin with a small smile. "Bumblebot got Wasp arrested for long time. But at end of solar cycle, Bumblebot Wasp's brother."
Bumblebee smiled back, but had to jump out of the way of another blast before Lockdown rushed him. "They never said they needed you alive," the bounty hunter said, raising his hook. Wasp shot a blast at him, knocking him back a bit, allowing Bumblebee to stand.
"Thanks, Wasp," the yellow bot said. He looked at his twin. "How'd you get here, anyway?"
"Decepticon escape pod," Wasp replied. When both looked out the hatch, they saw that the small pod was gone.
"Now how're we supposed to get out of here?" Bumblebee asked, going to place a servo on his face plates before remembering that they were locked up.
Both twins looked around, trying to come up with a solution when a figure dove through the hatch seemingly out of nowhere.
The figure had the insignia of the Autobot Elite Guard, but there was a pair of swords creating an 'X' through the helm. Bumblebee's optics widened with realization as the figure drew a pair of swords from his back. "No way..."
"Come to take my bounty, Wrecker?" Lockdown asked as the two mechs began to circle each other, sizing each other up.
The mech shrugged. "Sentinel didn't really like the thought of paying off a Decepticon." He readied his swords. "So he sent me to make sure he doesn't have to."
"You're here to offline me, then?" the bounty hunter scoffed.
The mech laughed. "Nah, I'm just here for the fugitives, but I wouldn't mind kicking some Con aft."
Wasp caught the look on his brother's face as the new mech charged Lockdown. "What?"
"I thought those were just stories..." Bumblebee whispered. "The Wreckers are real?" At Wasp's confused look, he elaborated, "There was this rumor going around for a long time that the Elite Guard had a strike force that did kinda black ops works. Under the radar." He paused. "Like stealing a pair of fugitives from a bounty hunter."
The Wrecker ducked under Lockdown's arm as it came to strike him, kicking the Con's legs and sending him to the floor of the ship. He was pushed back a little when Lockdown pushed against the floor, kicking the Wrecker straight in the chest on his way up. This, apparently, only made him angry.
"Look, I ain't here to cause trouble," he said, striking with a sword. "I'm just here for those two." He pointed his other sword at the twins. He shrugged. "Of course, I don't mind a little trouble." He backed up, never taking his optics off Lockdown until he was near the twins, with the hatch in between them. A decent sized ship rose level to Lockdown's. "Get in!" Bumblebee and Wasp gave him incredulous looks. "Hey, it's either me or this." He pulled out a grenade. "So I suggest you get in the Jackhammer."
As soon as he saw the grenade, Bumblebee practically tossed Wasp into the ship as best he could, lacking a pair of servos, before following him. The Wrecker jumped in after them, closing the hatch before holding up a little control and pushing the button. All three braced themselves as the larger ship blew up, though Bumblebee doubted that would be the last they'd see of the Decepticon bounty hunter.
"Thanks," Bumblebee said.
The Wrecker laughed. "Oh, don't thank me, kid. I'm still taking you to Sentinel." He sat in the pilot seat and took the ship off autopilot, rising in altitude. Bumblebee leaned against one of the large windows, watching as the cities below grew smaller and smaller.
"What Wrecker's name?" Wasp asked. He, as well as Bumblebee, were actually quite curious. Little was known about the Wreckers, and that included their members.
The Wrecker raised an optic ridge. They were his prisoners, and they wanted to know his name? He shrugged. "Name's Wheeljack." He looked back at the twins. They were small and seemed harmless enough. "What did you two even do? Sentinel's flipped out about you guys."
"Believe it or not, it's all a giant misunderstanding," Bumblebee began. At Wheeljack's expression, he said, "I know, I know, they always say that. But it's true! There was this whole mix up a long time ago about there being a traitor, which really turned out to be Shockwave, and Wasp being framed, and me accusing him, and him getting arrested... Anyway, he busted out, we found out the traitor was really Shockwave and Wasp was innocent, but Sentinel thinks that he still knows something about Decepticon plans or some slag like that. He sent Jazz, Jetfire, and Jetstorm here to bring him in, Jazz started to cuff him but I stopped him so we got cuffed together and..." He stopped, taking a deep intake. "You get my point." He paused. "But I'm probably still in trouble for assaulting an Elite Guard. And putting another one in his own stasis cuffs."
Wheeljack barked out a laugh. "That was you? I think he's still out there, since no one else got the chance to get over and get him out." He shook his head, still laughing a little. "Well, even if you didn't do anything, I still gotta bring you in. Sorry about that, kids." He accelerated the ship. "Get comfortable. You're gonna be here awhile."
Yeah... The Wreckers are a thing in this story. And instead of being a scientist, Wheeljack is a Wrecker, like in Prime, because I like how badass the guy is. Anyway, there's one more chapter after this. I can't believe we're already almost there!
See ya on the flipside~ Elisa out~