A/N: So recently, I've been playing Motorstorm Apocalypse on ps3, and then suddenly, an idea popped up about a fanfiction that needs to be written. I at first, wanted it to be a solo fic, but considering to make it a crossover, I decided to add transformers in it as in to star in the fic. Honestly, I don't know what kind of plot this would have, but just for the sake of fun writing to share to readers, let's give it a shot.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story. (Characters that would be used, mainly for the humans are preexisting characters)
The morning in the sandy beaches of Diego Garcia was another start a part of the daily routines for everyone in the Nest alliance. Particularly, early morning meetings and discussions which involves General Morshower, Major William Lennox, and of course, Optimus Prime himself.
Staining next to the railing catwalks above in the main hangar, Optimus greeted the human General with a polite nod, with Will, standing on the platform in front of the Prime. In front of them with was a large screen showing General Morshower.
"Major. Commander, Prime. As I am aware that you are still busy on the priority of hunting down surviving Deceptions from the recent battle, I will not keep you no longer. But to get straight to the point: I had recieved the memo that was sent to me about Optimus' report which involves possible Decepticon activity." General Morshower began.
Will looked at Optimus, confused shortly by what was mentioned. "Indeed, General. A week after the battle of Egypt to be exact. We've recieved energon readings from the far north, concluding the location to be into the Arctic before it disappeared." Optimus replied.
"You may proceed, Commander." General Morshower said.
"By the time the energon readings had disappeared, I've sent a team to investigate alongside our scout, Bumblebee. And for the span of the three days, they've gathered, but a different information." Optimus paused. He looked at Will before back at the General. "It would have seemed that there were... Humans... On what appears to be on a large celebration on the same exact known location where the energon readings had disappeared. And based on the report, Bumblebee had spotted a lone aircraft carrier neighboring the frozen shores of the Arctic. Human helicopters hauling containers all over the lands were spotted as well. The team I've sent had also ran into some civilians that were present on the lands."
There was a long pause. General Morshower on the screen was pondering for what seemed like a whole entire minute. "I have already a group of Autobots ready for dispatch for further investigation, but I worry that there are human presence on the location, if we are to further investigate this current matter."
"We can run a background check on the aircraft carrier to see if-" Will spoke, but was immediately cut off when Optimus interrupted. "The team had made clarifications that the aircraft carrier was rouge. There were no military personnel whatsoever based on their report. They are already on their way back here now."
"A rogue aircraft carrier... It seems to be too far convoluted... But if what you say might be true, Optimus... In 2006, there was a raid in a dry dock, involving a huge mob that hijacked a USS Bon Homme Richard, CV-31, US aircraft carrier. Priorities to retrieve the hijacked carrier was delayed due to the amount of taxes that would be required, so the military was resolving it into using force by apprehending those that hijacked the ship. However, it was scheduled on the following year, the very same year that led to Operation: Mission City. All priorities of the US Navy to retrieve the hijacked carrier was then halted and diverted to securing the oceans where we had dropped NBE-1, Megatron." General Morshower discussed. At this point, Tech Sergeant Epps interjected.
"Sorry to interrupt, General... But I've heard about rouge aircraft carrier?" He asked. Will have his friend a scowling expression. But Optimus and General Morshower didn't seemed to mind the Sergeant interrupted. "Yes. Sergeant. The same exact carrier that was hijacked back in 2006. It seems that the team Optimus sent to the Arctic may have possibly spotted the very same specific carrier."
Epps' eyes widened open then a huge grin came across his face, earning all the others attention in confusion. "Have you heard of the racing festival called Motorstorm?"
"Motor... What?" Will asked confused. Epps began shaking his head in disappointment. "Motorstorm. The racing festival? The one that was yearly celebrated back in the Monument Valley desert?" the other three were silently staring at him confused. Epps folded his arms and continued.
"Okay... So maybe Motorstorm is considered illegal, but to give the short background: it's a large racing festival that was yearly celebrated in the Monument Valley desert like I said. Last year? I've heard the coordinators of the festival had a world tour festival on the Pacific. An island. Rumour has it, they use an aircraft carrier to haul their festival goers, racers and especially vehicles for their organized festival."
"An illegal festival? How does something like this would even progress on such a scale?" Optimus asked.
"To be fair, Optimus, festival goers would happily pay a huge sum to get tickets on board to see the festival and the races. Wish I got the chance to book myself a ticket... I missed out on that Pacific festival..." "Epps, what the hell? That's elligal and you're willing to go there!?" Will scowled.
"And so this will conclude this meeting. Very well. Optimus, you are in charge on assigning teams to further investigate in the Arctic for any possible Decepticon presence and activities. But regarding the aircraft carrier... Since you have mentioned civilians already present in the Arctic, we would have to sent undercover teams to blend in among the civilians on this festival they're having while proceeding for further investigation." Epps' eyes widened. "There's another festival going on!?"
Although Epps was ignored, Optimus replied to the General. "Understood, General. But considering that this may be a large scale event... We cannot afford to risk sending out various teams on the same area... Let alone, a single noticeable team for undercover assignment."
"What would you suggest, Optimus?" Will asked. Optimus on the other hand, turned to Epps, who clearly wore an enthusiastic look on his face.
"Sergeant Epps. You mention this to be a... Racing, festival? The human sport?" Optimus asked, with Epps grinning widely.
On the following day, a large aircraft had arrived, containing the Autobot Wreckers.
Optimus stood by the entrance outside the main hangar with his hands on his back. "Wreckers. I am glad you arrived safely." Optimus greeted with a smile.
"Ay, Optimus. We've got the message. You have an assignment for us?" The fat, red Wrecker, Leadfoot asked.
"Indeed, Leadfoot. But please. Follow me inside and then we will further discuss." Heading inside after Optimus, the Wreckers were immediately interrupted by Epps.
"Holy shit! You guys are gonna love this assignment Optimus is gonna give to ya! Better hope you guys had put your skills in driving too... Racing to be specific..." The Wreckers only grinned and some like Roadbuster snickered and replied. "Oi. We run laps daily on the space station before working on the Xanthrium. Yer lookin' at the finest racers in front ye!"
"I don't understand. How come they get to be assigned to this mission and not include me?" Ironhide suddenly complained in the background, his mate Chromia, just kept shaking her head with a grin at her mate.
"Ironhide. This assignment does not require firepower... It is an undercover assignment that involves possible Decepticon presence and activities in the Arctic." Optimus, as usually calm as he sounds replied with a gentle smile. This didn't help, still. "Does not require firepower? They're the Wreckers, Prime. Firepower is their main capability aside from engineering." Ironhide tried to reason. But Optimus only chuckled before gathering the Wreckers to give full mission briefing.
"Oh, you have no idea what kind of mission the Wreckers are gonna have, Hide..." Will suddenly said as he walked up to his guardian with a smirk.
"Wreckers." Optimus began. His optics looking on each of the three wreckers present before continuing. "This is an undercover assignment. I do believe that your current standing altmodes to blend within the earth's environment around humans would suit very well for this assignment. But to begin with - You will have two standing objectives. Your first objective is to infiltrate a racing festival. To do so, you are to participate, and to act as the festival's performers for this said event. The use of your human holoforms is advised. You are to act as humans, under the profiles each of you will be given with. If you wish, you may as well use your designations as aliases."
The Wreckers exchanged looks. But then all three began looking excited. Optimus only smiled gently before his expression becoming serious. "Your second standing objective is that you are to investigate for any possible signs of Decepticon presence and activities. But do not worry, Wreckers. There will be a few Autobots to serve as your backup under the use of their holoforms."
Optimus turned his attention to Glenn, who was focused in the computer on the railing platforms. "Glenn. Have you made contact with the festival coordinators?" Optimus asked. "Yep. I've also sent them the undercovered files of the Wreckers for identification, Optimus. Also, they've already sent three choppers of their own to pick up the Wreckers. I've just received that the extraction point will be at Toronto." Glenn replied.
Optimus turned to the Wreckers. "If you have any questions, you are free to ask."
"Just two, Optimus." Leadfoot replied for the three. "Who are the Autobots that will be coming along with us, and are we keep our weapon attachments on our altmodes?"
"The Autobots that are to accompany you three will be Wheeljack, he will serve as your undercovered engineer. Jolt, who will serve at your undercovered medic. And lastly, Elita One along Arcee, Chromia. They will be your undercovered maintenance crew alongside wheeljack." Optimus released a small sigh shortly before continuing. "As much as we have the ability to repair our altmodes ourselves, we cannot afford to take the risk of doing so. Once you are out there, you are all to act as humans, on everything that you do. - Prowl, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker will be going as well, but their tasks are to scout ahead the mountains with their own investigations, while you take part of the main objectives by participating in this festival. Another team, Jazz, Mirage and Bumblebee will be having the same task as Prowl's team."
The Wreckers all grinned and gave a nod. "All right then. Wreckers, let's get ready for this festival!" Leadfoot declared as he transformed into red #42 Chevy impala, followed by Roadbuster, who had a green #88 impala, and lastly, Topspin, having a blue #48 impala. All customized NASCAR race cars.
Optimus watched as the three raced outside. Presumably to take laps in excitement. "At least have me assigned with either Prowl's or Jazz's teams..." Hearing Ironhide mutter in complain as he saw the bulky mech walk up to him, Optimus only smiled.
On the following day, the Wreckers had been dropped off by the Nest aircraft on Toronto. Driving in their respective NASCAR altmodes, with the exception of their attatched weapons shifted and hidden inside their vehicles, they made their way to the extraction point. With them were Arcee, Elita One, Chromia along with Wheeljack and Jolt, all in their respective altmodes.
As surprise to be sure. Helicopters were already waiting for them with large containers. And to take notice of these containers and helicopters, it all looked vandalized. One could say, hijacked, and personalized with it's vandalized designs.
"You guys are the new participants?" One of the men asked.
"Yeah. All three of us in NASCAR vehicles. The others are with us. Our own medic, maintenance crew and engineer." Leadfoot responded. His holoform was a well built man in his late thirties. Bald, but sporting a blue shaded visor and brown beard. His outfit was a red and white camouflage military outfit and with a tanned bullet proof vest.
The men, and a few women, presumably part of the staff all looked at their vehicles in amazement. But shortly afterwards, they were instructed to drive their vehicles into the large shipping containers, with the Autobots, in their holoforms, boarding the main, larger helicopter.
:::Remember, everyone. Stick to your undercover profiles. We're here to blend in among the humans. We act as humans.::: Elita One began in their internal comlink.
Most of them sat on their seats comfortably. Except for Topspin and Roadbuster. The issue of human holoforms was the gender specification, and unfortunately, not all of the mechs in the Autobots were lucky enough to have male holoforms, as some like Topspin and Roadbuster got female holoforms on this current group, aside from Elita One, Arcee and Chromia of course. But to give some personalities in their holoforms, Topspin wore the same military outside as Leadfoot's. But holoform age appearance is in his late twenties. His camouflage consists of of white and blue, matching his vehicle mode, his face despite being feminine by holoform has a blue shaded visor similar to Leadfoot's. But in counterpart to his robot form's mullet, Topspin's holoform has a waist-length hair in blue color, and braided. Roadbuster on the other, had the same outfit. Except his outfit was green and tan camouflage. But holoform age is mid twenties, but strangely enough, he wore a green motorcycle helmet that matches not only his outfit, but also his vehicle mode, with an orange-tinted goggles
"So!? What kind of festival are we participating in!?" Roadbuster asked loudly, as the sound than could only be heard was mainly the rotor blades.
One of the men from earlier replied with a wide grin. "You'll be participating in only one of the best off-road racing! Hope you guys are prepared, because this race is all about destruction aside from winning! And also -Welcome to Motorstorm!"