NO WORRIES! I'M STILL ALIVE!
Since the previous chapter, I had a couple weeks left of my last year of college to get through so I was busy with my final projects. Not only that but I have been stuck on this chapter because I've been trying to figure out on how to start it.
WELL HERE IT IS! FINALLY! You guys have been waiting for this chapter over a month now.
Anyway, after this unintentionally long break, I went ahead and wrote not-so simple notes on what's going to happen in the next last few chapters which by my calculations, there is only about three chapters left after this one. Maybe four. Then this story will be finally over and I can start working more on my other 12+ fanfics that I thought of. Sheesh, my brain can't stop thinking of different fanfics. Only two have no pairings.
Enough talk, enjoy this long awaited chapter.
The dark energon signals grew and grew, moving slowly down the map of Cybertron... towards the Well of Allsparks. After the recent evidence so far about Unicron possessing Megatron's frame, it was no doubt that the Chaos Bringer had resurrected all the dead Predacons that Arcee, Bumblebee, Bulkhead, and Smokescreen had found. All in the area where they found Predaking.
Only logical explanation for Unicron to resurrect them was to send the Terrorcon-Predacons into the Well, the direct route to Cybertron's core. To Primus himself.
After getting in contact with Optimus and Wheeljack and letting them know about their predicament, even though they're not sure if they got their message since there was no response from them, they decided on getting the Nemesis ready for battle.
To stop Unicron from entering the Well.
Don't know how they'll accomplish this since Unicron is a god.
They went ahead and took off for the Well in the Nemesis, leaving Ratchet in the base with the still unconscious Ultra Magnus.
Even though it was a stupid idea for him, Knock Out, despite his little predicament, went with them. He wanted to do something to help any future generations so what happened to his sparkling won't happen again. He'll stay out of the way though if the situation gets too... hectic.
Can always let Starscream and his trine out of the brig to help.
Everyone refused that idea though. Not because they still didn't trust them, especially the Air Commander, but because they wanted to wait until Optimus said it was okay.
Don't know when that would be though. Hopefully soon.
Once they flew out of the safety of the clouds, they did a fly-by that consisted of shooting the Terrorcon-Predacons as well.
Unicron didn't take that too kindly and sent Terrorcon-Predacons that could fly to attack them.
While they attacked the ship, Predaking and the two new Predacons flew in to help out. They tried their best to take some out but there was just too many.
The Terrorcon-Predacons soon managed to shoot down the warship.
Everyone braced for the impact into the ground, the warship almost sliding into the Well of Allsparks.
Knock Out carefully got to his pedes, checking himself over. He grit his denta. He had a few scratches but nothing fatal, "Nothing that a little Carnauba wax can't fix," he mumbled to himself.
He looked around, seeing everyone else getting to their pedes.
"Is everyone alright?" Arcee asked.
Bulkhead rubbed his helm, "Yea."
Soundwave just nodded his helm.
Smokescreen gave a thumbs-up, "I'm good."
Bumblebee got to his pedes beside him, "Me too."
Blaster stood, shaking his helm, "Whoa, hadn't experienced a crash landing in so long."
Jazz grinned, "Yea, don't know why we don't do it often because it was kind of fun."
Bulkhead looked out the front window, or what was left of it, "We better get out there, they're getting closer."
With that said, everyone made their way out of the warship as fast as they could to stand between Unicron and the Well.
Predaking and the two new Predacons landed behind them, startling the others slightly just before they transformed into their robot modes.
From this far away, they could see the Megatron possessed body jump off of one of the Terrorcon-Predacons. He stepped forward, "My legion, the time is upon us. Destroy Primus with your dragon fire!"
Some of the Terrorcon-Predacons lifted their wings and took off in to the air, the rest following. The only ones that were left were the ones that couldn't fly at all. Either they had no wings or their wings were just too damaged.
They all flew up then headed towards the Well. Towards where the crashed Nemesis was.
"How are we going to stop all that?" Blaster asked as he watched the Terrorcon-Predacons make their way closer.
Predaking took a step forward, "I would recommend leaving that to those that are more suited for the task. Sky Lynx! Darksteel! Allow nothing to enter the Well!"
All three of the Predacons then transformed back into their beast modes and jumped over the much smaller bots in front of them, charging forward on foot at the flying Terrorcon-Predacons.
The big wave of flying Terrorcon-Predacons flew up together as one then went back down towards the Predacons that began to shoot fire balls at them to try and stop them. That managed to destroy some but not all. As a last resort, they shot a continuous stream of fire at the Terrorcons, destroying many as they drew closer.
Too close.
They couldn't dodge out of the way as the Terrorcons plowed into them, getting tangled among the mass as it flew over the Nemesis and into the Well just beyond it.
The others had watched what had happened.
"Really? Is this how it ends?" Bulkhead asks.
"We're not losing our planet, not without taking Unicron with it," Bumblebee said, looking towards where Unicron stood.
Soundwave nodded his helm to that, following the scouts gaze to the grounded Predacons still sauntering forwards.
"But we'll need to get through these Terrorcons first if we're going to try and attack Megacron," Smokescreen added.
Arcee looked at him, "Are you still going on about his name?"
Smokescreen shrugged, smiling not-so innocently.
"For that, you'll stay here," she said.
Smokescreen frowned, "What?"
"Along with Bumblebee, Soundwave, and Knock Out. Got that?"
Smokescreen grumbled, "Yes," he pouted. Glaring over at Bumblebee and Knock Out when he heard one of them snicker.
"Good," Arcee turned to the others. " Bulkead, Jazz, Blaster: you three will help fight these things off. If we're in trouble, the others will come and help us fight one at a time. Understand?" Arcee explained her plan.
Bulkhead turned one of his servos into his wrecking ball, facing the mass of Terrorcon-Predacons, "I've been wondering when I'll be able to pound some dents into them."
Jazz turned his servos into blasters, "Me too, haven't seen any action for awhile now. I'm rather pumped for this."
Blaster's tendrils slithered out of his torso, "I can't remember the last time I was in a fight. Hmm, this is going to be interesting."
Soundwave followed Blaster's lead, his tendrils coming out.
Knock Out removed his staff from subspace, twirling it as he extended it before setting it beside him. He grimaced, "Someone is going to have to help buff me after this is all over."
Bumblebee turned his servos into blasters, "I wouldn't mind helping but I would rather reserve that for Starscream."
Smokescreen, after his complaining, turned his servos into blasters, "I think we'll all need a good buffing after this."
Arcee brought out her arm-blades. She looked around at everyone, "Lets try to stay alive long enough so Optimus and Wheeljack don't come back with horrible news, shall we?"
Everyone nodded their helms, "Understood."
Sorry that it was a little shorter compared to previous chapters. I had only so much to go on. Next chapter, I promise, will have more. I just found it appropriate to end this chapter here.
I did though put a twist on it that wasn't in the original movie. Non-flying Predacons and or ones that can't fly because their wings are too damaged.
By the way, I recently had a thought: Why do the doctor's lose their closest friends? Knock Out lost Breakdown. Ratchet loses Optimus. Seriously? Did the creators of the show mean to do this or was it completely coincidence? Cause that's really sad.