Warning: this contains strong language, violence, and OCs.
South Park...our home for years, it has been a peaceful town.
Until a war breaks out, dividing us.
Now we fight, enemies who were once our brothers and sisters, family and friends.
I am Stan March, Leader of the Anarchist Autobots.
We don't know how long our enemies will bring death and destruction upon us.
Their conquest for domination and slavery.
But hope inside the heart never dies.
As news of a new kid, well come across our home.
If we can have him or her on our side we may stand a chance against the Dominic Decepticons led by my sister, Shelly.
If not they will find the most powerful artifact vessel of pure light.
The Allspark.
For whoever controls the Allspark... controls the world.
X
The sun was rising over the quiet little mountain town of South Park, Colorado. The main street had townsfolk moving from shop to shop and now and then a few cars would drive into town or leave towards Denver. Kids were playing in the park and their backyards as they tried to make the most of their Sunday count before they started the school week. While all this was taking place, in the southern part of town, a new family was moving into the neighborhood. Before the family arrived, there was gossip going around town about them, but not just the adults were talking, the kids were too. The new family's arrival had been the hot topic of the quiet town and everyone was eager to welcome them.
The family was a small one with only three members, a mother, a father, and a son. They just arrived at their new house and the movers were unloading the moving van. Their house was like the others on the street. Two stories tall, complete with two bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a garage. The movers walked across the lawn with the last of the family's possessions and entered the house. They set them down by the other stacked boxes and received a nod in thanks from the father. The movers went back to their truck and left the family to unpack.
"Well, I think that's everything," the father said as he set a box down and walked over to his wife.
"We did it, hon, we're really moved in!" The mother replied as she hugged him with joy.
"It's a new beginning for us. Things are finally going to be good!"
The mother's look of joy became one of concern as she looked up at the ceiling to where their daughter's room was. The man noticed her worried look and looked up to the ceiling as well. They stood there in silence as they thought about their son and the reason they moved in the first place.
"Do you really think it will be better for her, Tom?" She asked.
"They won't look for her here," Tom replied as he put his hands on her shoulders. "We just need to make sure she doesn't attract any attention."
"I know, but…"
"Okay, Nicole, if you're really concerned about him, let's go see how she's doing."
Nicole smiled and walked over to the stairs with Tom right behind her. They ascended the stairs to their son's room. His room was off to the right and the door was closed. Nicole walked to the door and knocked on it.
"Sweetie?" Nicole called out. "Hon, you all dressed?"
No response came from the other side, making Nicole look back at Tom, who just shrugged. Nicole turned the knob and opened the door and they entered the room. The room was just a little smaller than theirs, but big enough for a child to have room for their things. As they looked around the room, they saw that the bed was made and most of their daughter's things were already packed away. It seemed as though she wanted to get it done as fast as she could. They saw their daughter standing by her bed and looking around the room. She appeared to be so focused that she did not notice their presence.
The girl was ten years old, she had amber long hair but a bit messy, blue eyes
She wears light blue jeans, a red t-shirt, and a pick cotton button-up long sleeve shirt that was unbuttoned.
"Hey, pumpkin, how do you like your new room?" Tom asked.
The girl looked at his parents and shrugged. Like most kids, she would only give simple answers.
"It's okay, I guess," the girl replied. "It's like my old one, just a little smaller."
"I know it's a big change for all of us, but… son, do you remember why we moved to this quiet little mountain town?" Tom said.
The girl said nothing as her eyebrows furrowed in thought. She just looked blankly at them and they spared each other a quick glance.
"She doesn't remember," Tom whispered.
"She doesn't remember at all," Nicole whispered back.
"That's good she doesn't remember."
As Nicole and Tom bickered back and forth about their daughter not remembering the purpose for their moving, the girl raised an eyebrow at their behavior. She was able to hear everything they said, but she had the feeling they were poking fun at her. She rolled her eyes and sat down on the bed.
"Uh, sweetie, we want you to have lots of fun around here. Why don't you go out and make some friends?" Nicole suggested.
"Right, get outside and play, like normal kids," Tom added.
"I'll put some money on the kitchen counter for you, sweetie. Just be back before it gets dark."
The girl nodded and forced a smile at her parents. She was a little hesitant about going out and making friends. She could not remember how she made them in the past and was a little intimidated at being the new lady. Her parents smiled at her and went back downstairs, leaving her alone to do what she pleased. The girl got off the bed and looked at her desk where his pet goldfish swam around. She smiled and walked over to the fishbowl and leaned down to look at her fish.
"I'll be back later, Spank," the girl said as she made his way out of his room.
She trudged downstairs to go to the kitchen. Her father was sitting on the couch and was taking a break from unpacking as he watched television. The girl continued her walk to the kitchen and could see her mother packing away dishes in the cupboards. The girl remembered she put the money on the counter and he hurried over to it. Her hand grabbed the green bills and silver coins.
She counted five dollars and 75 cents. It was not much, but it was enough to get a treat or see a movie.
She pocketed the money and left the kitchen.
She walked to the front door and gave a quick wave to her father before opening it and walking outside. She closed the door behind her.
Walking across the lawn to the sidewalk. The girl looked up and down the street and frowned. There was not a single kid insight, which only made her job of making friends more difficult. Sighing, she decided to start walking around. She knew she would eventually bump into someone.
X
Walking down the sidewalk, she headed east. She went down towards the other houses on her block. Her eye scans for kids but there were none whatsoever. Usually, kids always come outside and play from sunrise and sundown, but here it was a bit of a ghost town. She wasn't expecting part of the neighborhood, which was once a battlefield, some time ago.
Everything got turned to ruins around her surroundings. The girl sees dry blood on the grass and dead bodies with missing limbs.
She tries her best to ignore the blood and gore by looking the other way.
As the girl kept walking and looking around, she heard a sound of gunfire nearby her position.
She followed the sound of the gunfire and saw two kids but interest in what they were wearing. Their costumes appeared to be armor hand-made and purple faces on them as insignias showing on their torsos.
Both were carrying pistols.
The first with an M1918.
The second with a 9mm.
It looked like they were doing a bit of a call of duty game. But with life ammunition, it seems to be real.
The girls stood back and watched as the two boys were shooting at a blonde boy who had on body armor with a red face insignia showing on his chest, taking cover on a broken tree log, while shooting back at them.
"Surrender immediately, Anarchist Autobot!" The first boy shouted as he and his friend kept shooting in the blonde boy's direction.
"Never, I'll rather die than surrender to the likes of you!" The blonde boy said as he tried to shoot back with his P938 behind cover.
"Let's see how long you can last." The second boy fired his weapon at him.
The blonde boy managed to avoid getting shot. "Dang I need help before I get killed."
Asking for a cell of help, the girl ran up to him behind, carefully not getting shot at by the two boys but they obviously noticed and didn't care if they accidentally killed her insight.
"Hey there," the blonde boy turned and saw the girl. "I'm here to help."
"Oh, thank goodness you showed up here." The blonde boy gives her a P365. "Have you ever shot a gun before?"
"Once or twice." The girl replied, taking out the pistol's clip before placing it back inside. "Still learning though."
"Fair enough, I'll draw fire while you shoot them." The blonde boy said.
"Right." The girl has never killed a person before she has killed rats and cockroaches in her old house but never a human looks like she's going to have to get her hands dirty.
As the blonde boy draws fire, getting the two boy's attention, leaving an opening for the girl to drop them.
The girl immediately opened fire on the two boys, putting five bullet holes on the first one, the other a headshot through the forehead.
When two boys are killed in action, the girl and the blonde kid get out of cover to their dead bodies.
The girl's heart was beating fast and her lungs were making her breath hard in and out. She was about to barf, but she managed to hold it in.
She has done it, she actually killed someone this was a human being.
Her very own first kills. It was a necessary evil to do and the hardest choice. She didn't want to do it, but it was either that or die now. She has no chance of dying today. If she died here and today her family would miss her. She will do whatever it takes to survive.
"Thanks for the save." The blonde boy told her. "I didn't realize they were about to ambush me."
"Don't mention it." The girl gives him back the pistol he gave her. "This is yours."
The blonde boy gently took back his other pistol from her. "Thanks, anyway since you saved my life we should be friends."
"Really?" The girl had made her first friend in town.
"Yeah, My name is Butters by the way." He introduces.
"Butters?" The girl held down her laughter. "That's a funny laughable name I've ever heard but nice."
"Well, it is my name," Butters said.
"Point taking but what's your full name?" The girl questioned.
"Leopold Stotch," Butters replied. "But please call me Butters. My friends and family call me that."
The girl sighed. "Okay, Butters. I'm now going to ask you a lot of questions about what's going on here? Why are you wearing armor? Why would those two boys be attacking you? And what happened to this part of the neighborhood?"
"It's kind of complicated but I will explain." Butters began. "I don't know much of the details but I can tell you this, South Park is at war, but not just the town itself the whole country of Colorado is at civil war."
"The country is in a civil war?" The girl never heard any of this from the news lately before she and her parents first moved here.
"Yeah, between two rival factions. The Anarchist Autobots and the Dominic Decepticons." Butters continues.
"Dominic Decepticons? Who are they?" The girl questioned.
"The ones that you killed over there that's them." Butters pointed at the two corpses. "And you've seen their insignia on their chests?" She nodded. "That's their symbol, meaning they are the bad guys, evil, insane, and trigger happy psychopath killers who only cared for themselves and have no love for the innocent; they rather see them dead by killing them."
"Horrible, but what about you? Are you one of them?" The girl told him.
"No…no.. I... ain't. I am an Anarchist Autobot Cadet." Butters replied with a little hesitation. "Protester the weak and the innocent, We help those who need freedom and justice to bring hope and the light."
"I see," the girl gets interested. "So that's what the red symbol is. You know the one on your body armor."
"Yes, it is." Butters nodded. "Any way to put it straight, this war has been going on for countless months. Both sides are winning or losing not to mention the high casualties and stuff."
"How many months has this war been going on?" The girl inquired.
"So far seven months," Butters answered. "This neighborhood. We're standing, had a battle here that took place a half month or so, before you came."
So that explains why most of the houses are in ruins. The dry blood and limbs.
War brings death and destruction not fun, dangerous.
"So that's why." She said to herself.
"Now that we're friends and all, it is time for you to meet the leader. He's been talking about your arrival."
The leader of the Anarchist Autobots was expecting her arrival? Who is he and how does he know of her? Not by person but how? So many questions were unanswered.
"Who?" The girl asked.
"You'll know him once you'll see him now come on it's not far from here." Butters begin to lead the way.
Butters and the girl kept walking until they came to a dark green with an Anarchist Autobot banner hanging from the second window into the middle.
"Here it is." They stepped on the porch, Butters rang the doorbell.
The door opened a few seconds later to reveal another kid. This kid had on a brown jacket with a red collar, a red and blue hat with a white Anarchist Autobot insignia on it showing in front, blue jeans, and black shoes.
"That's him," Butters introduces the kid to the girl. "This is Stan March, leader of the Anarchist Autobots."
Stan looked up and down to the girl as he addressed her. "So, you must be the new kid. Your coming was foretold by certain knowledge." He lifts up his hand. "It's nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you as well." She shook his hand.
"I'm guessing Butters have already told you about us?" Stan asked. "And the war?"
"He did but not much." The girl replied. "He doesn't know half of the details."
"True, he doesn't." Stan acknowledged. "But I don't blame him. Now I know you have a lot of questions that need to be answered but they will have to wait for now, come inside both of you." Stan turned around and walked back inside.
Butters and the girl followed him, as they entered in. There were seven injured and wounded people be they kids, teens, or adults, sitting on the couch or floor.
Most of them were missing their fingers, eyes, and limbs. It looks like they were going to die from sickness or blood loss.
"What happened to them?" The girl asked, feeling pity for those people.
"Those were the only survivors that survived the battle of the neighborhood," Butters explained. "The rest of our soldiers got killed by Dominic Decepticons on that horrific event. I'll never forget their faces and I still remember when it took place."
"You can tell me more about that later." The girl said, not ready to feel the need to know.
Walking into the kitchen, there was a woman cleaning blood off her hands by the sink, she wears a brown sweater with a red Anarchist Autobot insignia showing on her left arm and a medic symbol on her right arm, dark blue jeans, and black shoes.
That must be Stan's mother.
"Stanley." The mother was named Sharon and turned to her son. "George and Floyd are dead, there was nothing I could do to save them."
Stan sighed in sadness. "Those two were brave soldiers, can you tell me what's the cause of their deaths?"
"George got one of his lungs shot by a sniper round and Floyd suffered a major head trauma, the only way to make the suffering stop was to... put him down with no other option." Sharon looked down in partial shame. "I just never thought they were going to end like this."
"Thank you, Mom. I will call their families, let them know what happened to them." Stan said.
"It's already done but they didn't take it lightly." Sharon grabs a napkin and dries her hands. "Now if you can excuse me I need to cremate their bodies and deliver the ashes." She left the kitchen.
"She seems upset." The girl commented.
"More than you could possibly imagine the horrors," Stan told her.
Stan moves to the back door, he opens it up and outside to the backyard with Butters and the girl follows closed.
"Welcome to Anarchist Autobot Headquarters."
Looking around the girl could tell it's a little fortress, she spotted three lookout towers made out of wood and metal, two Anarchist Autobot soldiers guarding a red tent, four boys, and one girl.
The girl gets the credit for fortifying a base of operations to protect themselves otherwise without one they'll be defenseless.
The girl keeps following Stan towards the fort, while he introduces each of the others in the yard. He pointed at a boy with a bright green ushanka with a black Anarchist Autobot insignia on it showing in the front like Stan's.
"That's Kyle, my second-in-command." Stan began to introduce his friends who are around here.
He then pointed at another boy with brown hair wearing a red and blue-collar jacket with an orange Anarchist Autobot insignia on his right breast, in a shop.
"Over there is Clyde, my scout, and keeper of the shop."
On top at one of the lookout towers was the third boy wearing a light jacket with a dark green collar, with a blue Anarchist Autobot insignia on his right shoulder.
"Up there is Scott, our weapon specialist, and special marksman."
The fourth boy was wearing an orange parka, with a red Anarchist Autobot insignia on his chest, holding a bow and arrow.
"Kenny, our well-trained archer, and a double agent."
The last one was a girl, she had red long, straight hair, she wore a navy blue jacket with a pink Anarchist Autobot insignia on her left forearm, in her right hand she's holding an Uzi.
"And lastly but not least Red, my first lieutenant officer."
"Looks like you guys are well prepared for something going to happen." The girl commented.
"You have no idea," Stan said.
The girl continued to follow him. "By the way, if you're the leader of the Anarchist Autobots, then who is the leader of the Dominic Decepticons?"
"That will be my sister, Shelly," Stan answered until he came to a stop at the front of the tent, turning around to face the girl. "She controls over her army like an iron fist, it's like she owns them not to mention half of them are afraid of her."
"Is she that powerful?" The girl asked.
"Oh, she is, and strong with human strength but I managed to beat her down a few times, although she beat me down several times I almost lost count. Anyway, I have a proposal for you."
The girl knows what he's thinking. "Let me guess you want me to join your army and the fight?
"Yes, I know you're new around here but I can assure you, if you join the Anarchist Autobots. We may have the chance to win this war and end once and for all but…" Stan looked down. "If you don't want to understand I'm not asking or forcing you to join the war, and I know that it's going to be difficult for you to take a life of a human being but sometimes you need to understand it's life or death, survival of the fittest. And I know that is your hardest decision to get your hands dirty, take off the gloves." Stan put a hand on her shoulder. "What I'm trying to say is this decision is yours and yours alone. So I'm going to offer you this help us, join our cost so we can stop Dominic Decepticons conquest of slavery and domination or left pretend this conversation never we won't stop you, so what do you say?"
The girl thought about that decision. He gave her, but she put it aside for now as she began to ask him something else. "If I join I need you to answer all my questions like you promised such as when did this war happen? How come the government doesn't know what's going on here? And how come they're not showing it on the news?"
"Actually the government already knows what is going on down here, however, they're not going to get involved, because this town is on civil unarrest meaning we're on our own," Stan explained. "They even cut all communications from the radios and phones preventing word spreading out to the whole world what's going on here."
So the government knew about this?! And was s not going to help to restore order in South Park?!
"What?!" She questioned with a hint of anger.
"Yeah, we were all pissed off about that as much as you were," Stan responded. "The reason why this war started I will tell you from the beginning, it all started seven months ago but I'm guessing Butters had already told you that. Anyway, my sister, Shelly, wanted to have friends to hang out with because she didn't have any, but the people looked at her the other way calling her an ugly monster with a headgear. So instead of making friends, she demanded by forcing them into submission such as corrupting them up or killing them should they ever try to oppose her until they give up and accept her ways."
"She even forced PC principal to become her follower," Butters added. "I don't know how she did it but I'm not going to find out."
"Did she even manipulate the most powerful people?" The girl asked. "You know it to get someone on her side who has the power of money and control."
"She does unless needed to or they'll end up joining her side for no reason maybe it's because she convinced them with an evil reason. So yeah." Stan nodded. "Soon afterward she started a wage war, shared her goal to her followers which she named Dominic Decepticons, by taking over the town and return it to its former glory such as slavery, I on the other hand refuse to her and will won't let her do this."
"So she started the war?" The girl asked in shock.
"Yes," Stan confirmed.
"But if you were her brother have you tried to reason with her?" The girl asked.
"I have several times even begged her not to do this," Stan replied. "She wouldn't listen to me, she declared me as her enemy from defying her. Why? Because she always hate."
"That's messed up." The girl commented.
Stan continues. "The war had continued for many months, the conflict between Anarchist Autobots and Dominic Decepticons. The neighborhood that you passed by. Has been one of our third battles that happened here two weeks ago, I would tell you from the beginning but that battle was a horrible tragedy."
"I don't want to know yet so keep that to yourself." The girl said. "Also I would like to join the Anarchist Autobots."
Stan's eyes widened. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure, i know. I'm going to get my hands dirty with blood but I'll get used to it." The girl responded.
"Do you know how to fight?" Stan asked.
"Of course I do, I practice martial arts and karate. I even know how to use a gun... well, kind of but I'm still learning." The girl rubbed her backhead. "Besides, I already killed two Dominic Decepticons thanks to Butters' help so I can handle this."
"It's true, Stan," Butters spoke up. "I saw it, she did it, with my own eyes."
Stan took a deep breath. "Okay, I will allow this." He nodded. "But we're gonna have you, practice your shooting. Butters."
Butters pulled out a piece of paper and pen.
"Now I know you're very excited to join in but you have to realize this is war and real life, the pending if you're going to make it back here or not. It is time to begin your first mission, but first, tell us what's your name?" Stan asked as Butters handed her the paper and pen.
The girl took them, she looked at the sheet. She saw all of the names of the Anarchist Autobots soldiers, especially their names.
She clicked the pen and who wrote down her name on it. Before handing both items back to Butters who then showed the paper to Stan. He looked at the name before looking at her. "Sarah Washington?"
"Yep." The girl known as Sarah nodded. "That was my name."
"Very well, Sarah. Now before we humbly accept you to become a soldier you must choose a class. Assault, Scout, Medic, Heavy."
"Let's see…" Sarah began to choose her class wisely. "I choose… Assault."
"Alright, you've chosen perfectly. Butters." Stan said.
"Right." Butters gives her the attire that goes with the Assault class. "Here you go."
"Thanks." Sarah puts them on.
She had on a pair of yellow finger gloves and light red arm sash on her left upper arm with a golden Anarchist Autobot insignia on it, and a pistol, axe holder around her waist.
'There is no turning back now.' Sarah thought to herself.
"Everyone please welcome, our newest member Sarah Washington!" Stan told his friends.
"Hooray!" Butters cheered.
Clyde, Butters, Red, Scott, and Kenny all applauded as they welcomed her into the army. She couldn't help it but the smile like she is part of their friendship.
"Now that you're part of the army. I will kindly ask you to get yourself weapons then come to me. When you're ready so we can go to the shooting range." Stan told her. "Go to Clyde. He has all the weapons that you'll need."
"Right." Sarah simply said.
Walking over to the weapons shop. Clyde nodded to her as he placed a few weapons on the table.
She has to give them credit for the weapons. They were possibly stolen and legal to use but she doesn't care.
They look pretty cool but dangerous to use.
Two of the weapons, in particular, were a hatchet and walther pp that caught her eye, she grabbed the handle of the axe and the pistol's grip.
She gives the axe a few test swings and the aiming of the pistol at the sky. Those would definitely come in handy against the Dominic Decepticons when the need has arrived.
"Okay, they will do perfectly." She said to herself before putting both of them into their holsters.
She then headed towards Stan and told him. She is ready for some target practice.
Cartman residence…
Eric Cartman was in his bedroom, sitting in front of his desk, watching a security video footage on his computer screen of South Park streets was in chaos.
He had a yellow Dominic Decepticon insignia onto his blue and yellow hat.
Eric was angry and pissed off that he didn't join the Anarchist Autobots, since the war started.
He got a big no! from his former best friends. Stan, Kyle, and Kenny. They don't like him so much because he is a selfish retard fat ass bastard.
He has fucking authority to join wherever he pleases! But he still got a no for them. They called him a racist, murder, a jew hater and he has no authority!
At all.
Who the hell were they talking to?! Those assholes will regret turning their backs away from him! Cartman will get revenge on them. No one pisses him off and gets away with it.
Except for his half-brother, he got away with it.
"Stupid Fucking Assholes," Cartman muttered to him.
Suddenly the room door behind him opened, revealing two Dominic Decepticons.
The first kid was a girl named Heidi Turner, she had both purple Dominic Decepticon insignias onto her lime green jacket arms, and the second girl behind her is Jessica Pinkerton, she had a blue Dominic Decepticon insignia showing onto her right front shoulder.
"Babe." Heidi begins to report. "Sorry for disturbing you but we have a problem, two of our best soldiers got killed in action by an unknown kid helping Butters. We believe it is the new kid."
Cartman's eyes widened in a major surprise at this report after he turned to her. "Are you certain?"
"Yes," Heidi confirmed. "We have also believed that she has joined the Anarchist Autobots."
"So the new kid is a girl? Interesting, do you know what she looks like?" Cartman asked again.
"We do." Heidi turns her head to Jessica. "Show him."
Jessica walks up to Cartman and shows him the picture of Sarah Washington on her cell phone. "Here's what she looks like, our spy managed to take a photo of her."
"My God," Cartman said after he looked carefully at the picture. "So it is true, the new kid has arrived." He looks up at Jessica. "Contact Lady Shelly and every Dominic Decepticon who is currently not on a mission. Let them know we have a powerful enemy that we need to be dealt with, immediately."
"Right away." Jessica nodded as she began to call everyone and the leader.
"What's so important about her?" Heidi questioned.
Eric turned to her. "If I tell you, you wouldn't understand." He turned his head away. 'I know why you recruited her. Stan and I know what you're trying to do, you may have stolen my idea you fucking bastard. But I'm always two steps ahead of you.' He made his face an evil smirk. 'You may have the chosen one on your side, but you'll never know what her nemesis is.'
Unknown location.
Shelly March, Leader of the Dominic Decepticons was sitting on her throne with her father, Randy March standing by her left side.
Her clothes were the same as usual but she has a purple Dominic Decepticon insignia onto her gray shirt, right breast.
Her father has the same insignia but it's on his left arm shirt.
"For the last time, Dad," Shelly spoke up. "We are not selling weed to our forces."
"But Shelly." Randy tried to protest and started to complain like a little child. "We need to sell that weed. The soldiers demands it, if we don't sell it then we have no cash or-"
"We are not selling weed and that is final!" Shelly slammed her fist on the arm of the throne chair. "Do I need to remind you who is in charge here, and the next time if you bring the subject back on track I will personally blow up your thin head with my sawed shotgun with an elephant bullet around do you understand me?!"
"Okay Jesus, you don't have to be rude about-"
Shelly interrupted him by pulling out her sawed-off shotgun and aimed at his face. "I said,'' Do I make myself clear?" Attempting to pull the trigger to kill him once and for all.
"Alright, alright, crystal clear." Randy waves his hands and backs off.
Shelly stops pulling the trigger. "Good, But if I find out that you've been selling weed behind my back I will teach you a viable lesson," Shelly said after she returned her shotgun to its holster.
She then felt a vibration in her pocket, she took out her phone to see Jessica's phone number and immediately answered it. "Yes, what is it?"
"Lady Shelly, I'm sorry to interrupt you and your peace and quiet, but the reason I call you I have something special to report to you."
"Make it quick," Shelly said to her.
Jessica began to explain to her about the new girl.
Sarah was located in Stan's house basement where the firing range was at. Practicing her shooting. She was pointing her new pistol down the range as target after target got shot up.
Several Anarchist Autobots soldiers watched as she blew every target as soon as they popped up. She was shooting so fast and accurately it was actually hard to tell which one of the targets she was aiming at first. She kept it at for nearly half a minute with a nearly several-one percent accuracy rate.
"Man, I can't believe she took out all of those targets like it was nothing." One of the soldiers commented.
"I know right, I wonder how the hell she does that?"
"Pretty sure, she did this before but I'm not certain."
As Sarah heard the group talking about her. It was best to ignore them as she loaded up more bullets into the pistol. She fired one bullet at a target's head.
"Well done." Stan came behind her as she turned to see him. "Your shooting was well impressive but it's a bit sloppy."
"Still learning but I think I got used to it," Sarah replied.
"Now that you are done, it is time for you to come with me. There's something I should show you." Stan said.
"What is it?" Sasha asked in curious.
"Accept my term and you'll find out."
After getting out of the basement. Sarah follows Stan behind and enters the large tent she saw earlier.
Once inside, she saw a metal shape, a basketball cube with weird symbols that no one can understand what they mean on top of a pillow and chair.
"What is that thing?" Sasha questioned.
"It is called the AllSpark," Stan answered. "Months ago before the war, it crash-landed here on earth. My backyard, my friends, and I decided to keep it and hide it in secret away from the government to know its existence. But that secret could not hide forever as the war started,
Cartman told my sister about it and its location, she attended to steal it, weaponize it to reformat every earth machine, especially technology around the world to loyal Dominic Decepticons."
"She's planning to do that?" Sasha asked in surprise. "To an ancient relic that fell from the sky, I mean."
"Yep," Stan confirmed. "Once she has her hands on it, she will end the war permanently. She still knows exactly where it is as we speak, however, we cannot allow her to acquire the AllSpark at all costs."
"I agree." Sarah said. "If this Shelly tries to steal the AllSpark. She'll just have to rip it out of my cold dead bare hands."
"I wouldn't say that because she would easily rip them."
"By the way, I need to ask you something. If being a Dominic Decepticon it's a choice, is it possible for some soldier or person that side to walk away and join the Anarchist Autobots?" Sarah asked. "Has that ever happened?"
"Well, believe it or not, it actually has." Stan pointed out. "Some former Dominic Decepticons actually join our side. But a few Anarchist Autobots joined their side."
"Is that possible?" Sarah asked.
"Yes, it is." Stan nodded.
"Stan! Sarah!" Butters yelled as he burst into the tent. "They're here! Dominic Decepticons!"
"Great, another attack this keeps happening every week or so." Stan groaned. "Defensive positions, protect the wounded. Let's go!"
The trio runs out of the tent, upon entering it, Sarah saw Red, Scott, Clyde, Kyle and Kenny standing in the center of the yard. Sarah also saw a group of kids, teens, and adults wearing purple and black clothes, some wear armor.
As they try to break open the front gate of the other side of the fence with a fire axe. Stan gave the order to his friends.
"Shit! It won't take long once they break through! Everyone! Ready your weapons!" Stan examined, he turned to Clyde. "Clyde, protect the AllSpark while we defend the fortress."
"Aye! Aye!" Clyde made his way to the tent.
Stan takes out a 9mm and a kitchen knife. "Anarchist Autobots hold your positions and wait until the enemy group has breached through!"
Everybody took their weapons out and aimed them towards the gate, waiting patiently for the enemies to come at them.
By the time, the Dominic Decepticons had to break open the gate in half their troops had come into the yard.
Stan gave the command to his friends as they unleashed hell at them. Sarah, who already had her weapons out and starts to fight.
Sarah was the first to attack as she ran herself directly towards five Dominic Decepticons. She fires point-blank to headshot two of them with her pistol. Next, she slashed upward to cut the throat of the third Dominic Decepticon trooper before she shot the fourth Dominic Decepticon in the right leg and his chest.
"Starting to get the hang of this," Sarah said to herself.
"Take this! Anarchist asshole!" Another Trooper tried to swing at her with his machete knife but Sarah quickly countered it with a block, kicking him in the gut to push him back a little before she brought down her axe to his head, killing him instantly before yanking it out.
Butters swung his hammer to a Dominic Decepticon trooper into the side of his head, killing him. He then simply fired his gun to eliminate all three enemies to one single shot. Red gave him back up as she ran up towards the three incoming Dominic Decepticons; she took out a pocket knife and stabbed the middle one before she let go of the knife as she took out her uzi and shot the two to put them down on the ground.
Kenny shot an explosive arrow to obliterate five Dominic Decepticons, he heard footsteps, he took one of his arrows out and stabbed a Dominic Decepticon assassin in the neck who was going to stab him in the back.
Scott decapitated a Dominic Decepticon trooper's head off with his wakizashi before shooting down to kill a Dominic Decepticon recon that was almost going to snipe him.
Kyle swung a dagger to cut a Dominic Decepticon trooper's hand off before he shot him in the forehead with a tec-9.
"Man, this so many of them," Kyle said. "But this is going to be way too easy."
"Let's not get too cocky, Kyle," Stan instructed. "We're not done yet."
"He is correct." Sarah agreed. "Easy it maybe but we must show them we are not a force to be taken down."
As the fight continued to wage, one of the Dominic Decepticon Troopers was the highest-ranking officer who is a girl with brown hair is styled in a side part with bangs, and held back by a dark blue headband. She wears a plain, long-sleeved green shirt with a gray Dominic Decepticon insignia onto her right forearm and a pair of dark gray pants. She has also been seen wearing blue pants in place of gray ones.
She was currently observing the warzone, and needless to say, she wasn't worried or didn't care about her soldiers. All she cares about was stealing the artifact from the enemy and getting a promotion from her leader.
She notices her side was losing this fight but she still doesn't care if some of them survive.
"Ma'am!" She turned and saw a Dominic Decepticon Engineer who came up to him covered in blood with a missing left hand. "We have to fall back, we are losing too many of our soldiers. The Anarchist Autobots are countered attacking us."
"No!" She exclaimed. "We will continue this fight and any of those who try to retreat will be marked killed on sight! They will continue to pass their attack immediately."
"Ma'am, I must protest if we continue this any further it will be a slaughter!" He also exclaimed.
"Then let there be a massacre." She grabbed his collar and thought his face close to hers. "I don't care less of your complaining so go back there or die by my hand!" She pushes him.
"Ma'am," a Dominic Decepticon healer ran up to her. "I just got off the phone and we have orders to fall back."
"By who?" She questioned before looking at him.
"Lady Shelly." He stated. "She is ordering us to withdraw our soldiers. Then we are to rendezvous to the nearest Outpost immediately."
"Absolutely not! We are not leaving until we get the AllSpark!" She yelled.
"But ma'am, we…" he leaned his head a little close to her ear. "We already have it."
That took her by surprise as she made a ghostly evil smirk on her face. "Is that so?"
"Yes."
"Then permission granted however, act natural, make sure they don't know yet." She took out her two-way radio and contacted everyone who is still alive. "To all Dominic Decepticons who's not dead yet, fall back! I repeat, fall back immediately!"
"About time, let's get out of here!" All Dominic Decepticons who were still alive from the fight had made their escape through the broken front gate they made and vanished from the view.
"This isn't over yet, Anarchist Auto bitches." The highest-ranking Dominic Decepticon officer girl with the long brown hair glared at her enemies. "You may have won but we will see who's the winner."
"We are looking forward to it," Red replied. "Now get going before we will make you, Lola."
Lola gave her former friend an evil smile. "You are welcome to try... Red."
Red glared at her as she saw her leave.
"You know her?" Sarah asked, walking beside Red.
"Yeah," Red replied. "Me and her, we used to be friends once until she betrayed me. Not only me to Wendy, Bebe, Nelly, Nicole, and many others before joining the Dominic Decepticons it broke our hearts."
Sarah placed her hand on her shoulder. "I've seen betrayal before in games but seeing it in real life...it must have hurt you."
"It did and it hurt all of us. She would have become a true best friend but her thirst for power and needed for blood has blinded her." Red glanced at Sarah. "When I looked into her eyes. I saw a monster who was no longer the friend that I don't know anymore only of a fiend."
"I don't blame you," Sarah said before taking her handoff.
"Stan, what should we do with them?" Kyle asked as he and him were glaring down to see only a few injured Dominic Decepticons, who survived the fight, got mostly their limbs cut off or got shot by bullets.
Stan wanted to kill them so badly but his heart says it is wrong to do it, if he does this then he is no better than his sister or Dominic Decepticons. "Put them inside the house, heal their wounds then drop them someplace safe far from here."
"Dude, you cannot be serious!" Kyle tries to protect.
"Kyle, if we kill them here right and now then we are no better than the Dominic Decepticons," Stan stated.
"He is right, we're no bloodthirsty warriors." Butters agreed. "Especially barbarian psychopath murderers like them."
"He does have a point there," Red spoke. "For once I agree with him."
"They're right, enemy or not, we will not become like them," Sarah added.
"Guys, the moment we help them. They'll seek retribution against us." Kyle said.
"Yes and no," Sarah said. "True that they may be going to get retribution against us, but this will also send a message to other Dominic Decepticons that we are not monsters."
"She is correct." Stan agreed. "If we use this motive. We can convince many Dominic Decepticons to make them realize, we are not the evil guys. They'll join our side like the ones we have amongst our ranks." He glanced at Butters, who looked down uncomfortable. "What they did was unforgivable. Not all of them are like that; there are some of them that have a code of honor."
"Butters?" Sasha blinks in surprise. "You used to be Dominic Decepticon?"
"Yes…" Butters admitted in a shameful tone. "I was one of them but that was many months ago, however in the end when I realized what kind of stuff they were doing that was so unimaginable and pure evil. I betrayed them and joined the Anarchist Autobots. I don't want to explain more, it's just I don't want to talk about it."
"We're not forcing you too," Red assured him.
"I know."
Kyle sighs. "Alright, I'll go tell the medical team but if things go wrong…"
"Things won't go wrong." Stan immediately said. "They won't dare attack our medical staff unless they want to bleed to death, however, we are going to strip all of their weapons away in case they try anything foolish."
"Sounds fair." Kyle nodded before he walked away.
Stan then turned to his friends and Sarah. "Well done, guys especially you Sarah. You have done so much for us. We are glad that you came on our side."
"And I'll deal with it again if I want to." Sarah smiled.
"Guys! We have a problem!" Scott shouted as he helped and carried Clyde to get out of the tent, who got wounded on the shoulder with a knife sticking out and a black eye on his right, and bruises all over his face.
"My God!" Noticing this, Stan and everyone else run up to them. "Clyde, what happened to you?"
"A Dominic Decepticon Assassin did this to me," Clyde explained. "A highly trained one, she beat the living crap out of me not only that she took it."
"What?" Stan asked in disbelief.
"AllSpark. The Dominic Decepticons got it," Clyde replied.
Everyone stared at him in silence for a moment before Stan started to yell in frustration. "Goddammit! Goddammit! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! This wasn't supposed to happen!" He stomped on the ground and kicked some dirt.
"Calm down!" Sarah placed her hand on his shoulder forcing him to stop. "Stan, none of us, didn't even know this was going to happen from the beginning. We should have expected this clearly that the enemy had a hidden trick up their sleeves that we didn't know what it was until now."
"So they were basically using the fight as a distraction, so they can grab the AllSpark without any of us to notice," Red said.
"Yes." Sarah nodded. "But that is a bit strange right there, Clyde. How come you didn't call for help?"
"I tried to but the Assassin shut my mouth, keeping me from calling any help," Clyde responded. "Can you blame me?"
"No, sorry asking you that." Sarah apologizes.
"None of that matters now," Butters spoke up. "We need to get that artifact back before Shelly turns it into a weapon."
"Then let's get it back." Stan declared as he took deep breaths to calm down his anger. "Scott." He turned to him. "Take Clyde to the medical room." Stan saw him nodding before carrying Clyde into the house. "Sarah." He turned his head to her. "Since the AllSpark has been stolen, we must assemble three of our Elite Warriors to get it back."
"But the Elite Warriors have not yet reported for duty." Butters told him.
"She'll handle it, Sarah, I want you to go out into town and find our Elite Warriors. Token, Tweek, and Bradley. I am giving you the pictures of what they look like," Stan took out three photos of them and give them to her
Sarah took the pictures and looked at them for a moment before she put them in her pocket.
"Beware though it's not going to be an easy mission. Outside of the town is full of Dominic Decepticons, Mercenaries, Pirates and Bounty Hunters that are patrolling the streets or guarding certain areas that are or are not their territories." Stan said in a serious tone.
"And the skies." Red put in.
"Especially the skies."
"What about the skies?" Sasha asked.
"Drones, armed ones with turrets and rockets they call them Seeker Drones," Stan replied. "They have been programmed to obey any orders from their superiors or high-ranking officers."
"And those Seeker Drones, do they belong to Dominic Decepticons?" Sasha asked.
"Now you mention it they have," Stan pointed out. "We have stolen so many of them from outposts or checkpoints. Mercenaries however stole a few of them or possibly made a trade. We've managed to reprogram them and call them Aerialbot Drones."
"I see, and I'm guessing after the reprogramming was done you sent them to save and help people."
"We have." Stan nodded. "And they won't attack any Anarchist Autobots unless you have the symbol."
"But what if the Dominic Decepticons try to disguise themselves as one of us? Or pretended to become one."
"They won't, we make sure that won't happen. We made a face recognition scanner to recognize what a Dominic Decepticon looks like and moves like."
"Good thinking but are they hackable to control?" Sasha asked.
"There ain't, we made them heavily unhackable. So no Dominic Decepticon or a hacker couldn't control them or use them against us." Red assumed. "The only way to hack them is for them to use a secret code that only the Anarchist Autobot leader knows." She is referring to Stan. "But he didn't write it down on paper, he kept it in his head. But he shares it with his trustworthy friends."
"Well, I don't want to know about this secret code, keep it to yourselves," Sarah responded. "And do not try to share this information."
"We won't, we're not that stupid," Stan assured.
"All right I should get going and find those Elite Warriors." Sarah decided. "But what's going to happen here once I'm gone?"
"The others will stay and guard the base, while I go to a nearest Anarchist Autobot Outpost to see if they can spare some of their men to help us," Stan answered. "However since you're going to travel alone you might need some extra hands to help." He turned to his first lieutenant officer and the Dominic Decepticon turned Anarchist Autobot. "Red, Butters accompany her to find our Elite Warriors."
"Yes sir." Butters saluted.
"Okay, Stan," Red said.
Sarah sighs. "Naturally I travel alone but fine, let's go." She and they walked out of the gate that the Dominic Decepticons broke through and to the sidewalk.
To be continued.