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Optimus couldn't believe the phrase he heard could be real.
The Primal Guards were disbanded prior to the height of the Golden Age, considered a relic of the past.
The Matrix whispered to listen closely.
"Devastator, delay the Autobots," Megatron powered up his gun, aiming at the Optimus Prime.
A feline half the size of Megatron slammed into the Decepticon lord, throwing him off balance and sending the shot wide.
"Dragoon, your team takes the big one," the voice he didn't recognize ordered.
Five shrieks proceeded strange bestial Cybertronians racing up into view and headed to the forming Devastator. Their tails waved as they ran towards their target.
"Those look like velociraptors!" Wheeljack exclaimed, "The dinobots are going to love them."
The pack leapt onto Devastator, climbing him while also distracting the gestalt.
A blur shot from the ground before turning to following the rising seekers.
"Get me close!" A high pitched and gleeful voice laughed.
"Good hunting."
Optimus could only stare as the blur broke into two, one landing on Thundercracker and doing a fair imitation of Sideswipe and Sunstreaker's Jet Judo.
Only when the Seeker shook the offender off, a chain lashed out of the falling femme to attach to Starscream and reel the femme onto her new target.
Skywarp yelped as the other blur fired at his after burners.
A shuttle smaller than Skyfire, but faster and nearly as agile as the seekers, began an aerial dogfight with the warping Decepticon, jerking aside to avoid his normal tactics of warping behind an enemy for kill shots.
Rapid gunfire from the ground put a stop to Skywarp, knocking him out of the sky.
Ironhide guffawed, "I think standing back and letting the femmes take out the Decepticons is a good idea."
Megatron threw the large feline off of him, looked around then snarled, "I am your lord and master!"
Then a femme raced by him on glowing skates, hovering above the ground, her narrow head fins flashing, "Here's a present for you. Thanks for bringing us along."
Megatron turned to fire only for an explosion to send him flying.
"Soundwave, here's your kitty," a smaller femme hefted Ravage, then tossed the feline.
Soundwave managed a half turn from his attempt to pin the gunner, before he tumbled from the force of Ravage hitting him.
The shrieking pack of dinosaurs were flung off Devastator only to combine into a femme.
Who then kicked Devastator with enough force to break them into their individuals selves.
"You stupid. I no like you anymore!" The femme shouted, picking up a rock and flinging it at Hook, knocking him offline.
Megatron yelled, "Decepticons, retreat!"
The Autobots rolled to a stop as two femmes climbed up into view: A door winged femme bearing protoform armor, another relic of the past, holding a smoking gatling gun, and a stocky and tall symbiote carrier who leaned heavily on the door winged femme, moving as if she was wobbly.
The large feline joined the symbiote carrier, bracing her on the other side from the door winged femme.
The shuttle returned with the chain femme riding on top.
Flipping off, the chain femme laughed at the retreating Decepticons, "Serves you right for walking into our turf!" She turned to the shuttle, "Thanks for the chains. They worked great."
The shuttle transformed, more chains rattling off her wings, nodded to the other femme before kneeling, "Palisade, are you okay?"
"Dizzy only, Pivot," the symbiote carrier vented, "Are we all accounted for?"
"If we count Dragoon and her team as one, we have to correct number," Pivot, the shuttle femme smiled, "Command suits you, Pally."
Pivot stared at Pivot a long time, "We are in this together, Pivot."
"I rather be second in command for this group," Pivot shrugged, "However, if you want, we can be co-leaders. Orders have to be both in agreement?"
"I prefer it," Palisade looked over at the Autobots, retracting her mask and her visor, "Optimus Prime."
He transformed, recognizing the spark in the femme before him, "I am glad you survived."
He blinked as the feline leapt onto the symbiote carrier's shoulders without knocking her backwards. The feline draped over her shoulders though she was half the size of her carrier. Then cords extended from Palisade, hooking up to the feline. An external docking sequence.
"Prime, where are the humans you wanted found?" Ultra Magnus transformed.
"I believe Starscream intended this outcome," Palisade commented, "I was human. What did you fear would be the result of his interference?"
"Flayed humans," Ratchet dryly groused, then stood, "Now sit your aft down."
The femmes, except Palisade, took offense at this, engines growling.
Palisade held up a servo and the femmes abated.
"Of course, Ratchet. Would that serve as a seat and help your examination?" She gestured to an upturned boulder.
Ratchet harrumphed, then followed her over.
He began tinkering with her helm, asking questions.
Ultra Magnus glowered at the femmes. :These are humans?:
:Were,: Optimus turned to Jazz, :Palisade is Celia. Who are the others?:
:Ah'm guessing the dinobot team is Darla. She said she wanted ta be a gestalt with five parts. Fits with the comment she made at Devestator. The door winged gunner got ta be Sammy. She mentioned this exact frame type. With the head fins, Ah'm thinking Linda since she liked Wheeljack. The glowing blades for pedes wasn't mentioned though.:
Prowl added, :The minibot femme must be Jackie. She mentioned both the size and strength. The chain wielding femme attacked the seekers like the twins, so she was Brandy.:
Optimus looked at the shuttle femme, Pivot, :So she was Annie.:
He twitched, "Look for a mech, but don't approach. Consider him dangerous."
Ultra Magnus looked at the femmes then him, "This mech is the traitor Megatron mentioned?"
He sorted through the responses from the femmes as they overlaid each other: "Don't worry about him", "No need to search for her brother", "He didn't come with us", "He not here. All good", "He was outside the range of the device. Probably the only thing Starscream did right", and "I could have dragged him along behind Starscream. It would have been funny, but nope. He's not with us."
The clearest explanation came from Celia/Palisade, "Starscream's range increase didn't include Tyler. Only the six of us. He was left behind to face the law."
Ratchet rapped her knee, "If only my other patients were this cooperative."
"The faster I'm repaired, the sooner I return to duty," she stood, the wobble gone, "I do believe we'll need suitable vehicles to trans-scan."
Optimus nodded, "Please come back to the Ark with us."
The smiles on all the femme's faces seemed to set everything to rights as Palisade replied, "We gladly follow you, Prime."