Greeting, and welcome to yet another instalment of a little fic that I like to call, New Beast Wars, chapter 29. Once again, I am obligated by law to inform you that I do not own Beast Wars, Beast Machines (thank God for that!), IDW Comics or any of the characters that are associated with The Transformers...but you knew that anyway, didn't you? Anyway, last chapter, Savage showed up, beat the crud out of Scorponok and is tank drones and then turned his sights on the Maximals and Predacons! Luckily for them, they were rescue by Scavenger. Meanwhile, Rhinox had to work frantically to disable the orbiting laser defence grid that encompassed Cybertron in order to save the lives of the crews of two unknown ships. However, four new ships arrived soon after, Vehicon ships. Although they were dealt with, the Maximals and Predacons now have to face the two new ships. Are they friend or foe? And what about the passenger who called Cheetor Rider? All these questions will be answered...now, thanks for reading, and don't forget to review!
"Cataclysm?" Cheetor gasped.
"Y-yes, it is! By Primus Rider, what happened to you?" The figure asked as he walked down the ramp of his ship.
Physically, the figure greatly resembled the Transmetal version of Cheetor, except that he was mainly red, except for his appendages, which were silver, green below his knees.
"What happened to me? What happened to you?" Cheetor asked.
"I was on my way back from Cybertron, I was coming back from Laplis, where my exploration team was, when this quantum surge hits my ship and mutates me! What about you?" The figure asked.
Cheetor rolled his optics "Long story, involves time travel and alien mutation devices!" Cheetor replied.
"Time travel?" The figure shuddered "I hate time travel, why I hate using transwarp!"
"Ahem!" Optimus interjected "Cheetor, do you think you can explain what's going on here? Who is he, and how do you two know each other?" Optimus asked.
"Him? Oh, he used to be my best friend back when we were kids! Back before the Beast Wars, when my name was Rider, not Cheetor. We grew up together, we even joined the same academy, then, we graduated and got assigned to different exploration groups." Cheetor explained.
"Wow, that story was amazing...you're name was Rider?" Vespid asked.
Cheetor sighed "Yes, my name was Rider."
Vespid chuckled.
"Anyway, Cataclysm, what are you doing here?" Cheetor asked, turning back to his old friend.
"When I heard what happened to Cybertron, I had to do something, so I stole a shuttle and came here." Cataclysm said.
"Uh...by yourself?" Rattrap asked.
Cataclysm rubbed the back of his head and gave a sheepish grin "Uh, yeah, maybe not the best of plans...but you guys are here! Maybe I can help you!" Cataclysm exclaimed.
"Well, we need all we can get, luckily, most of the fighting's over, we just need to round up the remaining Vehicons." Optimus told the young Maximal.
Cataclysm blinked "Huh? Rounding up? Don't tell me I missed all the action!"
Cheetor shrugged "Sorry pal, you arrived just a little too late! Maybe next time!"
Cataclysm scowled "Great, just great, I'm probably going to get court martialled for stealing this shuttle too!"
"Hey, cheer up! There's still some fighting left to do!" Cheetor said, slapping Cataclysm on the back.
The group suddenly heard a loud explosion.
"And it looks like you're about to do some Cataclysm. Maximals, transform and roll out!" Optimus commanded, as his soldiers transformed into beast mode and rushed towards the sound of the noise.
Elsewhere, Magmatron, Razorbeast, the Pterosaur Squad and the New Insecticons were making their way to the second ship that had recently touched down.
"Look, there it is!" Scarem exclaimed as they approached the ship,
It was clearly a military ship, as it was bristling with weaponry. Not only that, but it bore a Predacon symbol on the side, so there was little doubt as to who owned it. It also seemed to have been damaged somehow, as blaster scoring adorned the sides and thrusters.
"What do you suppose happened to it?" Insecticon asked as he scratched his forehead in puzzlement.
"Maybe it got into a fight with one of them carrier ships that Rhinox mentioned?" Lazorbeak offered.
"Maybe...or maybe the driver got into a fight with a meteor shower!" Scourge snickered as he hobbled over, carrying his staff.
Insecticon gave him a sidelong glance "Why in the hell are you still carrying that thing?" He asked.
Suddenly, the entrance to the ship hissed, and a ramp began extending.
"Rawk! Never mind that now, we got company!" Terrorsaur exclaimed.
The door to the ship slid open and a tall figure strode out and down the ramp. The figure had the head of an ick-yak resting on its chest, its tail replaced the figure's left arm, two extra pairs of arms on its back, clawed feet, and a helmeted head with six horns, three on either side of its head. The figure's body was mainly was mainly red, silver and bronze, with the exception of the ick-yak portions of its body, which were light pink.
"W-who are you?" Fractyl asked hesitantly.
The figure turned and stared at Fractyl "I am commander Control of the Predacon V, and you would do well to address me in the correct manor soldier!" The soldier commanded, glaring at Fractyl, who flinched in response to the icy reception.
"Y-yes sir!" Fractyl squeaked.
"Hey, nobody orders my men around!" Terrorsaur protested, stepping forward.
In response, Control turned and glared at Terrorsaur, who yelped in fright. Magmatron suddenly stepped forward, pushing Terrorsaur to the side.
"You said you were a commander of the Predacon V, that would be the original five Predacons, yes?" Magmatron asked.
Control nodded "That is correct, I serve the original five Predacons, and I have been sent here to detain the Tripredacus agents, Antagony, Iguanus, Manterror, Drill Bit, Spittor, Transquito and Magmatron."
Magmatron stepped back "What? Why am I under arrest? I no longer serve the Tripredacus council" Magmatron exclaimed.
"Perhaps you do, perhaps you don't, the point is, you did serve them at one point, and that would make you an accomplice to all this!" Control accused, jabbing a finger at Magmatron.
"To wha-? Are you implying that I'm somehow involved in the taking of Cybertron?" Magmatron asked, his eyes narrowing.
"Indeed, we've captured one of their agents, who, like you, claims to no longer serve the council. He admitted that the Tripredacus Council was behind the whole thing! They planted control devices in the corpses of Maximals and Predacons, then reformatted them into new bodies, which they used to conquer Cybertron!" Control said, glaring at Magmatron.
"I left long before that plan was ever put into motion, maybe even before it was conceived! And which agent did you capture? Because that decrepit fool Flamewar would say anything!" Magmatron asked.
"Actually..." Control trailed off, before snapping his fingers.
Suddenly, the group could hear muttering and cursing as a second figure from within the ship walked down the ramp. He was covered in energon chains, and clearly hating the entire situation.
Magmatron gasped "Onyx Primal!"
The figure stopped cursing and looked up "Oh, great! First I get captured by this creep trying to warn the Maximals of what the council is up to, and now I'm going to be executed by one of Cicadacon's lackeys!" Onyx Primal spat.
Control scowled, before jerking Onyx's chains "Hold your tongue worm! You will not be speaking to anyone, spreading your lies!"
Onyx's turned to face Control "But I'm telling you, I'm innocent! I have no reason to serve those Tripredacus fools, not after that little "altercation"." Primal muttered.
"What altercation?" Magmatron asked.
Onyx sighed "I...I got into a little fight with Cub, long story short, I killed him, the council wasn't too happy about me killing one of their star pupils and so they wanted to execute me. Of course, I escaped, and to get back at those ingrates, I decided to blow the whistle on their plans, of course, this idiot captured me, so that sorta put a damper on it!"
Magmatron looked surprised "You killed Cub? One of the strongest agents of the Tripredacus Council? How?" Magmatron asked.
"Sword to the throat." Onyx replied.
"What Primal did is besides the point!" Control interrupted "He's a criminal who must be brought to justice, as must you and all of your little lackeys!"
"Wait" Razorbeast spoke up for the first time "I have fought alongside Magmatron many times over the past few months. Over that time, he has had many opportunities to betray and kill us all, but he hasn't. In fact, he's saved our lives more times than I can recall. Does this sound like a mass murderer to you?" Razorbeast asked.
"He's an agent of the Tripredacus Council and must be brought to justice! I do not care what he has done to supposedly, "redeem" himself, it matters not. What does matter, is that he and his men are brought to justice!" Control hissed, before stepping towards Magmatron.
In response, Razorbeast pulled out his weapon "Magmatron has proved himself time and time again, you do not have the authority take him."
"I have the full authority granted to me by The Predacon V, the highest of all Predacon alliances! I can do whatever I wish to do!" Control spat.
"Let us take you back to our base, we can talk things over there...unless, you'd like to be blown to scrap?" Razorbeast asked.
"Are you threatening me Maximal?" Control asked.
"I don't make threats, Control, I make promises." Razorbeast replied coldly, before walking off.
Control turned, and saw the Pterosaur Squad and New Insecticons were all brandishing weaponry, weaponry that was trained solely on him. Control scowled, before grabbing Onyx's chain and dragging him with him.
Elsewhere, Blackarachnia, Silverbolt, Vice Grip, Scavenger, Manterror, Iguanus, Polar Claw and Bonecrusher were hiding in a small and cramped tunnel under the streets of Cybertron. They were waiting out the wrath of Savage, who had come out after Noble had received a minor wound at the hands of Scorponok.
"Oh, this is getting ridiculous!" Blackarachnia hissed "He's still out there, mad as a hornet, and he's still looking for us! Isn't there anyway out of here?" Blackarachnia asked, turning to Scavenger.
"Sure, did you think I'd be so stupid as to leave myself trapped in here?" Scavenger asked.
Blackarachnia shrugged "Possibly, you are a Predacon after all!"
"I'm going to choose to ignore that." Scavenger said as he moved a rock, revealing a tunnel.
"Thank Primus for that!" Vice Grip said, almost crushed by Bonecrusher "Where does the tunnel go?"
"Not far, only a couple of streets down, but we should be safe from that dragon friend of yours." Scavenger replied "I may have to make the hole a bit bigger though, for your...er, larger friends. Vehicle Mode!" Scavenger cried out, as he converted into a hybrid of ant and drill.
As Scavenger began enlarging the tunnel, Blackarachnia followed closely behind, followed by Silverbolt, then Vice Grip, then Manterror, Iguanus, Polar Claw and Bonecrusher. After a few minutes of tunnelling, the group finally made it to the surface.
"Finally!" Iguanus exclaimed "We're out of that dingy little tunnel!"
"Yeah, about time!" Manterror added.
In response, Scavenger glared at them "Oh, I'm sorry, that same dingy little tunnel that saved your lives?" Scavenger asked.
"Uh...sorry, no offence intended Scavenger, we really are grateful for you, uh, saving us and all." Iguanus replied.
"Yeah, thanks! Thanks a lot!" Manterror added, looking embarrassed.
Scavenger sighed "Fine, whatever. So guys, now what?" Scavenger asked.
"Well, we should probably head back to base." Blackarachnia replied.
"What about Savage?" Vice Grip asked.
"What about him?" Blackarachnia asked.
"Blackarachnia! We have to go back and sedate Savage in some way! He is one of us after all!" Silverbolt said.
Blackarachnia sighed "Sometimes I wish I wasn't dating someone so chivalrous."
The group made their way back to where Savage was going on his rampage.
"Well, how are we supposed to stop him?" Scavenger asked.
"I think that I might have a way." Vice Grip said.
"Oh yeah? How is that bug boy?" Bonecrusher asked.
"I can hit him with an EMP blast! With any luck, it might short him out for a while!" Vice Grip replied.
"But how much machine is left within Savage?" Silverbolt asked "Both of his forms seem to be purely organic!"
Vice Grip shrugged "Hopefully enough for this to work!"
"May as well try it, what's the worst that could happen?" Iguanus asked.
"Uh, well, I might fry Savage's circuits..." Vice Grip replied hesitantly.
"Works for me, fire that charge!" Blackarachnia ordered.
Vice grip complied, and blasted Savage. When the blast struck him, Savage roared out, and turned, only to collapse. He started convulsing, before changing back into the unconscious form of Noble.
"Well, I guess it worked, shame about that." Blackarachnia said.
"Come on, we had better get him back to the base!" Silverbolt said as he rushed to get to Noble.
"Yes, base...where is that, incidentally?" Scavenger asked
"Oh, you are not going to believe this! It's the Decepticon Spire!" Iguanus exclaimed.
Scavenger's eyes shot open "The Decepticon Spire? Sweet!"
Back at the base, Cataclysm was being escorted around by Cheetor.
"...And this is the communications room, still non functioning until we can fix it." Cheetor said.
Cataclysm whistled in appreciation "Wow Rider, this really is a nice setup you got going here!"
"Heh, thanks, good job earlier, you really proved yourself fighting those Vehicons! And the way that you saved Razorclaw from that Aero drone..." Cheetor said, giving Cataclysm a friendly punch on the wrist.
"Well, anything to help, besides, scrapping those clods was the most fun I've had in solar cycles!" Cataclysm replied.
"Great, well, that was the tour, we hoped you enjoyed it and please remember to stop by the gift shop!" Cheetor joked.
"Heh, Rider, you still got it. I look forward to fighting alongside you some more." Cataclysm said.
"Me too pal, me too!"
End of chapter 29. Well, Control is the first OC since Colonel Beta Maxx, way back in chapter 14. What did you guys think of him? Let me know in the reviews. Well, the group subdued Savage and rescued Polar Claw, Bonecrusher, Scavenger and Razorclaw, so what will happen next? And what about Blackarachnia's suspicions of Noble, are they correct? We'll just have to find out later! Alright, well, thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed it! Until the next chapter!
