Chapter 4: Spark of Junk

Bulkhead, his team and some Vehibots were still digging and scavenging through lots and lots of junks. They were still searching for the ship. But so far, they found nothing but junks, scraps and even broken items.

Hot Shot screamed angrily as he thrown a large metallic crate to the ground, "I can't stand on it! I've gotta get out of here!"

"Oh yeah?! What about me?!" Streetwise exclaimed in frustration, "I hate to be trash! I can't stand on it! Seriously!"

"Guys, you need to chill out!" Groove said firmly and calmly, "No reason to get freak out!"

"Chill out! Chill out! Chill out?! Are you kidding me?!" Warpath asked in frustration and concern, "This junkyard is making me crazy, man! I can't stand it! I've gotta do something like boom, bang or kaboom! Anything that help me to cool off!"

"Boy, you're paranoid..." Hot Shot remarked dryly.

Warpath roared in anger, "What'd you say?!"

"Wow, easy, guys! Don't go and blow your gasket! So, knock it off!" Bulkhead said firmly, getting everyone's attention. He sighed, "Trust me, guys. I don't like staying here to get rust to pieces especially when our buddies need our help. But right now, we need to get our act together now, not panicking and freaking out."

"Bulkhead's right. This is not the time to pick a big fight," Prowl said firmly and calmly, "We need to find the transport now."

"And not to mention, we've got the Decepticons to worry about," Hound added in concern as he readied his Gatling Gunner, "Outnumber and outmatched against those guys."

Red Alert nodded, "I agreed. We'd better get out of here as soon as possible."

Hound, Warpath and Protectorbots chatted and nodded in agreement. Bulkhead smiled, "Good. Let's get back to work, guys. Time is running out."

The Autobots and their soldiers resumed back to their work. They continued searching for the transport. It has taken them for hours to find a ship.

However, unknown to the Autobots, there were shadowy Cybertronians slowly emerged out from the pile of trashes and scraps. The revealed to be a group of unusual and disembodied brown Cybertronians with different body parts and weapons. One of them is dark brown armored Cybertronian with slicky mustache and beard, his gauntlets with wheels, a giant compactor on his back and also squarish armored helmet with black spikes.

"Yo boss! What we got here?" Junk Cybertronian #1 asked in weird sound.

Junk Cybertronian #2 clucked like a chicken, "CLUCK! Yeah! What do you think they're up to?!"

"No idea..." Junk Cybertronian Leader commented dryly yet amusingly, "Wreck-Gar doesn't like scavengers playing with our priceless." He chuckled sinisterly, "Alright, let's 'Dare to be Stupid' cause mess with our turf! Junkions, yipakaye!"

"Yipakaye!" Junkions cheered wildly.

Wreck-Gar and his 'Junkions' transformed into their vehicle modes of Cybertronian Garbage Trucks, Motorcycles and Cars. They all charged and headed towards the Autobots, who were still unaware while busy digging and scavenging the ship out of junks.

One of Vehibots spotted Junkions. He yelped while pointed at them, "Sir! We've got incoming!"

The Autobots turned and looked at where the Vehibot has pointed at. They were in shock and confused to see Junkions charging at them. The Junkions began firing their blasters while throwing their spears and pikes at the Autobots.

"Okay, what the heck are those things?!" Hot Shot asked in confusion and shock, "I thought there's no life in this planet?!"

Warpath yelped, "We're so screwed!"

"They weren't supposed to be!" Hound snapped firmly as he readied his Gatling Gun.

"One thing for certain. They're not Decepticons," Red Alert said in concern. He yelped while dodging from pike thrown at him. He grunted, "But also, they're not friendly either!"

"Probably natives." Prowl suggested firmly, "We have to communicate with them first. Maybe, it's just a misunderstanding!"

Dodging the spear, Bulkhead groaned in annoyance, "Doesn't look like it. We'd better take them down first, and then we communicate!"

Prowl sighed, "Point Taken. Autobots, attack! But don't kill them!"

Streetwise groaned, "Like that's gonna easy!"

"Never was! Here they come!" Groove exclaimed in concern.

The Autobots armed and readied themselves for the fight against Junkions. The native of Planet Junkion transformed into their robotic modes. They then charged and attacked the Autobots, who fought and retaliated against them firmly and determinedly.

Bulkhead and Prowl swung their both wrecking balls-like maces and shurikens at Wreck-Gar, who strangely yet randomly and wildly dodging and blocking the attacks while striking back at them. Both of them struggled to fight back. Hot Shot and Red Alert transformed into their vehicles in charging and ramming most of Junkions. Streewise and Groove teamed up while covered each other's back by punching and kicking them off. Both Hound and Warpath fired their artillery weapons at the Junkions, who were fearfully dodged and hid from being hit.

No matter how many times the Autobots fought and defeated the Junkions, they kept on getting from the ground and continued battling with them. It's both frustrating and annoying for the Autobots to deal with it.

Bulkhead groaned and grunted angrily as he tried to swing and slam his maces on Wreck-Gar, who easily dodged the attacks. He playfully dancing around while happily swinging and slamming his weapons on the bulky warrior, who got annoyed and irritated by the attack. Bulkhead swung and thrust his mace at Wreck-Gar, who quickly dodge and miss the attack. The attack slammed on the pile of junks, causing it to fell upon on him hard.

Wreck-Gar turned and faced off Prowl, who calmly readying in fight position like a Kung Fu Master. For the Junkion Leader, he playfully and happily make some silly and ridiculous fighting stance. They both charged and engaged with each other fiercely and quickly for few rounds. They both slammed a punch at each other's faces. They both got pushed back from the attack. Wreck-Gar took out the lasso-like chains in grabbing and pulling Prowl close to him for getting a big punch on face.

The Junkion Leader grabbed and thrown the Protectorbot Leader. As Bulkhead emerged out from the pile of junks, Prowl slammed on him to the ground. Both of them groaned in pain. Wreck-Gar cheered and whistled wildly and happily.

Bulkhead groaned in pain, "Okay. How the heck are we gonna beat the crap out of this guy?!"

"To be honest, I don't know. The Junk Cybertronians are indeed quite persistent and strong especially they possessed unusual fighting skills," Prowl admitted in concern, "If we're gonna defeat them. We need to think a better strategy."

"What would that be?"

"I don't know. If only we can communicate or even befriend them..."

"Oh boy..." Bulkhead said in concern to hear Prowl's suggestion. He knew what he has to do. He got up from the pile of junk. He then approached to Wreck-Gar. He sighed, "Here I go. I'm gonna regret this. Bah-weep-Graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong."

Everyone stopped their fight at once. They all turned and looked at Bulkhead, with pure shock and uneasiness looks.

Prowl hissed, "Bulkhead, you sure that's gonna work?"

Bulkhead shrugged, "Nope. It's the only idea I've got."

Wreck-Gar awed amusingly, "Bah-weep-Graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong."

The Autobots looked surprised by Wreck-Gar's response. Bulkhead cleared his throat, "Bah-weep-Graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong."

Wreck-Gar whistled and cheered happily, "Bah-weep-Graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong!" He turned and looked at all of Junkions. He cried, "Bah-weep-Graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong!"

Junkions cheered wildly and happily, "Bah-weep-Graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong! Bah-weep-Graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong! Bah-weep-Graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong! Bah-weep-Graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong! Bah-weep-Graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong!"

Autobots were deeply shocked and surprised by Junkion's reaction and response.

"Wow. It work," Warpath commented in shock.

"Yeah. I thought it's just a gibberish," Hound remarked in surprise.

Hot Shot nodded in surprise, "No kidding. Never underestimate Ironhide's universal greetings."

"Agreed," Red Alert nodded calmly while crossed his arms, "It really does work with any Cybertronians or creatures. I'm impressed..."

"Bah-weep-Graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong to you, my friend!" Wreck-Gar cheered happily as he gave Bulkhead a warm hug, "Why didn't you say so?! Wreck-Gar is honored to make you a good friend!"

Bulkhead laughed uneasily, "Yeah. Bah-weep-Graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong to you." Wreck-Gar put him down. He hissed embarrassingly, "I should have use it. That could save the time."

Prowl nodded in agreement, "Definitely, Bulkhead." He turned and looked at Wreck-Gar, "Sorry for 'misunderstanding' or making 'mess' here, sir. We were just looking for the transport for us to travel in space."

"Ooh! Why didn't say so?!" Wreck-Gar cheered happily, "Wreck-Gar and Junkions are happy to help you out. We have tons of ships! Bah-weep-Graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong!"

Junkions cheered, "Bah-weep-Graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong! Bah-weep-Graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong! Bah-weep-Graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong!"

"So, not cool," Groove remarked dryly.

Streetwise nodded, "Tell me about it. We could have explain everything if he and his guys hadn't start the fight."

"That's enough, guys. As long we have help, we can get our ship." Prowl said firmly. He turned and looked at Wreck-Gar, "Would you be honor to take us to your shipyard?"

Wreck-Gar laughed happily, "Will do, my honorable friend. Just follow the yellow bricked road! And I dare you to be stupid!" His words confused the Autobos. He turned and looked at Junkions, "Come, my brothers, to shipyard! Let us dare to be stupid! Bah-weep-Graaaaagnah wheep ni ni bong!"

Junkions cheered wildly and happily as they followed Wreck-Gar to the shipyard. The Autobots looked at each other briefly. They all shrugged in confusion and uncertain. Nevertheless, they're now following their new allies to shipyard now.

Soundwave was still working on his communication dish as he was searching and contacting any sign of Decepticons and even Nemesis, but so far, he has found nothing. His Minicons looked bored and annoyed as they all did is waiting and waiting for their master to respond. They've got nothing else to do now.

Laserbeak was monitoring and patrolling the area. Ravage was snoring happily and peacefully. Frenzy grumbled as he was trying to fix his blaster while Rumble was smashing and destroying trashes and junks to pieces. Unfortunately, Rumble got his piston fists smacked on Frenzy's head. The crimson Minicon groaned in anger as he jumped and attacked the purple Minicon, followed by Ravage and Laserbeak. Four of them were fighting and shouting wildly and angrily.

BEEP! The Minicons stopped at once. They turned and looked at Soundwave, who got the contact from outside. However, his screen has shown to be question mark, meaning the Cybertronian he was contacting appear to be anonymous. Nevertheless, he listened carefully to his mysterious contact.

The Constructicons have gathered most of materials and parts especially a giant damaged space shuttle. They're trying their best to repair and rebuilt the ship, hopefully, it's completely functional for them to leave the Junk Planet and even travel across the stars. While they worked very hard on the project, it often caused backfire and problems, which often annoyed and frustrated them a lot. They hated problems to their shuttle. Nevertheless, it's the only ship they have to use.

After few days have passed, Constructicons have managed to repair and rebuilt the imperfect shuttle with different metals and materials. Inside the ship's cockpit, they even tested and checked the ship's engine and system, which have proven to be effective and functional.

"Think it finally works?" Rampage demanded impatiently. He grunted, "I'm sick of fixing and rebuilding the ship from scrap!"

Overload hissed angrily, "Tell me about it. I'm pissed off from working on this project."

"Oh yeah?! Think you're the only one got the problem with working?!" Hightower asked as he wiped the oil off from his armor plates, "I've gotta clean some stains from my armor! So, not cool!"

"Oh, shut up! At least, be happy that we finally got the ship running!" Scavenger snarled angrily.

Mixmaster hissed darkly, "Yeah! Now, we can get the hell out of here for good!"

"We will, my brothers," Long Haul said firmly, "First thing first, we gather and loaded up all the Energon Cubes, materials, tools and weapons into the ship. We don't want to go unprepared for the space especially Autobots are out there, waiting for us."

Scrapper nodded firmly, "You're right about that, Long Haul. Constructicons, load up the ship now!"

As Constructicons were leaving their shuttle via entrance, they were halted as they have found Soundwave stood before them. They all jumped in fright to see him before them.

"What the-?! Soundwave?!" Scrapper asked in shock, "What the heck was that?!"

Long Haul muttered angrily, "Yeah. Are you trying to scare us or something?!"

Soundwave made a beeping noise as his screen revealed Cyber Planet Key, as well as the anonymous contact of his. This surprised and confused the Decepticons.

"What the heck is this?" Mixmaster asked in confusion.

Wreck-Gar and the Junkions are leading Bulkhead and the rest of Autobots to the junkyard, but to the local, they call it Scavenger Yard and Shipyard. It was where the Junkions kept most of junks, trashes and scraps for them to repair and rebuilt into various machines such as communication satellite dishes, weapons, tools, daily uses, transports, ships, and so one and even the rebuilding and repairing themselves like what medic does.

The Autobots were surprised yet impressed of what they just saw. They couldn't believe in their eyes that the Junkion is more than just a junkyard planet, but a inhabitant home to the locals, whom they thought were executed, killed and thrown for rust in the junk. The Junkions are indeed alive and civilization.

"Wow... This is so unbelievable..." Hot Shot commented.

Red Alert nodded in agreement, "I agreed, Hot Shot. I'm still having a hard time to believe that Junkions are alive and group of civilization..."

"Be thankful that they're not Zombiecons..." Streetwise grumbled in annoyance.

Groove sighed, "Seriously, bro. You've gotta stop thinking about that. It's a bad vibe to yourself and the group."

Streetwise groaned, "Easy for you to say when you're on dead planet."

"Just try relax."

"I am trying! I am relaxing! Quit pressuring me!"

Red Alert groaned, "Guys, enough. Just stop thinking about Junkions as dead planet, just thinking it as the planet, alright?"

Streetwise and Groove looked at each other before nodded in agreement. Hot Shot sighed, "Finally... Can't stand with their argument especially thinking about Junkion being dead planet."

"Still..." Warpath said in concern and uneasiness, "How are they alive? Junkion is supposed to be junkyard planet, not a homeworld."

Prowl hummed curiously while looking at the Junkions, "That's a good question..." He then looked at Wreck-Gar, "I have the feeling that we're about to find out soon..."

"Hopefully, they're not doing something stupid again," Bulkhead whispered in concern.

"Yeah. I mean, they just charge and attack us?" Hound asked amusingly. He scoffed, "That's gotta stupidest stunt they ever did."

Bulkhead nodded, "Yeah. Just imagine if they're dealing with Megatron, they would get killed at once."

Autobots continued following Wreck-Gar and Junkions until they have arrived at the shipyard, where they kept most of the ships. Upon arriving to the cornered hangar bay, they came across to a large yet trashy of triangle-shaped shuttle.

"Voila! Your ship!" Wreck-Gar exclaimed happily and wildly.

Autobots looked shock and uneasy upon looking at the shuttle. Streetwise asked, "That's the ship?! That's more like a trash!" They turned and looked at him. He looked shock and annoyed, "Aw, c'mon! You know I'm right!"

"Can't argue with you for that one, kiddo," Hound admitted in concern. He turned and looked at Wreck-Gar, "Think it's functioning and working?"

Wreck-Gar played a clown horn-like at Hound's face, which scaring him off. He laughed, "What do you think, doc? Does the ship work?! Does it?! Does it?! Does it?!" Autobots blinked in confusion and uncertain by his question. He laughed playfully, "I'm just joking, guys. Of course, it works. We tested it by ourselves, even take the ship across the galaxy before explode!"

"WHAT?!" Autobots asked in shock and concern.

"Is he serious?!" Hot Shot asked in concern.

Streetwise yelped in fear, "This guy's crazy!"

Wreck-Gar laughed playfully, "Of course not! I'm just joking! If it really explode, we escape to the escape pod. Simple as that! How hard it can be?"

"Not sure if I want to know the answer..." Red Alert said uneasily.

Groove groaned sickly, "Tell me about it. I feel already sick..."

"Thanks for giving us a ship. We appreciate your help, Wreck-Gar And of course, making sure that we don't get blown up," Bulkhead said uneasily, "Seriously, that would be too stupid."

Wreck-Gar laughed happily as he patted Bulkhead's shoulder, "You're funny. I like you!"

"Out of curiosity, Wreck-Gar," Prowl spoke, "How did you and your kind founded the civilization here in Junkion?"

"Civilization?" Wreck-Gar asked in confusion.

"He means how did you guys get here?" Hot Shot translated dryly, "Boy, are they really stupid?"

Red Alert nudged Hot Shot's shoulder, "Hot Shot, enough! Respect the locals!"

Hot Shot groaned, "Sorry..."

"Ah! I get it now. Why didn't you say so?" Wreck-Gar asked playfully and happily. Autobots groaned in annoyance. He laughed playfully, "To be honest, I'm not much of great history guy but I know the story well. Junkions' ancestors did came from Cybertron, your home. However, they did it because they were trying to escape evil bad guys! Some kind of Cybertronians with tentacles and scary but ugly faces too!"

"Quintessons..." Hound answered in concern. He grunted angrily while blowing his smoke, "Hate those monsters. Really hate them a lot..."

"Okay..." Groove asked in uneasiness, "How did your ancestors escape?"

Streetwise nodded in agreement, "Yeah. No one can get away from these 'monsters'."

"Did you blast them off to make your escape?" Warpath asked curiously.

Wreck-Gar laughed playfully, "Nope! We use ships' trash compactor to get here." The Autobots were in shock and surprised by his explanation. He smiled, "I know. Best plan ever!"

"No way..." Hound said in shock.

"He's kidding us..." Hot Shot asked in concern.

Red Alert hummed, "But brilliant... No one would bother to care and check on trash compactor since most of prisoners and refugees are killed."

"Gotta say that was gutsy and crazy plan your ancestor come up with, Wreck-Gar," Bulkhead commented.

Wreck-Gar smiled happily. Prowl hummed, "Still... How did you all give new generations, other than Protoforms?"

"Why that's a great question? I'd be happy to answer it," Wreck-Gar said happily. And just before he could explain, he and his friends yelped in shock upon feeling the ground was shaking and quaking wildly and crazily. And at the same time, the alarm went off. While it confused the group, it shocked and scared him off to speak, "Oh no! Not the core! Not the core!"

"What's going on?" Bulkhead asked in concern.

Wreck-Gar squealed in fear, "We have to get to the core! It's becoming unstable! If we don't fix it soon, then we can kiss goodbye to our home!"

"So not cool!" Hot Shot, Warpath, Groove and Streetwise exclaimed in concern.

Bulkhead groaned, "We'd better go now, and stop whoever attacked the Junkion's Core! I can bet the Cons are here!"

"Always on the wrong time!" Hound snapped in fury, "Hate it when that happen!"

"Autobots, move out now!" Prowl said firmly. He turned and looked at Red Alert, "I hope you can provide some engineering skills to fix the Core!"

Red Alert nodded, "Will do, Prowl. Let's move it"

Wreck-Gar and his Junkions helped leading the Autobots to Junkion's Core at once, hopefully, they can repair and save it before it could cause the destruction on their home planet.

Deep within the Junkion's core chamber, Constructicons have dealt and defeated most of both Junkion Fighters and Workers for getting in their way. They're now patrolling and guarding the area, along with some of Vehicons. Soundwave approached to the Core, where he began typing and hacking its computer as he was searching for a specific item. His Minicons were firmly guarding him.

His screen revealed some various screens of information about Junkion and its culture including its middle revealed to be a another dark brownish-greenish colored Cyber Planet Key but more of junk-style than just ancient. Soundwave looked carefully and thoroughly at the power core, where he suspected the key was hidden and located. As he kept on hacking and typing on the computer, he noticed shadowy within the power core.

With both speed and intelligent, Soundwave has deactivated the power core, thus shutting down the planet's core. He spotted the Junkion's Cyber Planet Key in front of him. He signaled Laserbeak to flew and grab it. The bird-like Cybertronian dropped the key on its master's palm before clenching it tightly.

Soundwave and his Minicons turned and approached to the Constructicons, who were still patrolling and guarding the entrance. They turned and looked at the communication officer, who showed the key before them. They all looked shock and confused of what they just saw, though they're annoyed and angered to see it.

"Are you kidding me?! That's what we've been looking for?!" Constructicons demanded angrily and annoyingly, "Is this a joke?!"

"Soundwave, are you sure you're not pulling our tailpipe?!" Scrapper asked angrily.

Long Haul snorted annoyingly, "Yeah. What's so important about this?!"

"It's not like it holds a secret treasure or plans we could us for ourselves," Mixmaster answered dryly.

Scavenger grumbled, "Yeah. Who give this ridiculous idea, Soundwave?!"

Soundwave played the record he received from his mysterious contact, "Find the Key and bring it to me. It will unlock the powers you could never imagine to bring the universe under your knees."

Constructicons were uneasy and suspicious about it. Rampage snarled, "It's gotta be a joke."

Hightower hummed in concern, "Yeah. How can the key help us bring the universe before us? It sounds impossible and ridiculous..."

"We're not seriously gonna follow it," Overload said suspiciously, "Are we?"

"Hey! What boss wants, he gets it!" Rumble snapped angrily.

Frenzy nodded, "Yeah. Whoever this contact is, she's helping us to get what we want! And we're accomplishing Lord Megatron's conquest!" Ravage barked and Laserbeak squawked wildly. He scoffed, "Even these little guys agreed!"

Scrapper looked at Soundwave, "Are you sure about this?" Soundwave nodded firmly. He sighed, "Alright. Better hope it worth our troubles."

Long Haul groaned, "Yeah. But there's no way I'm carrying it on my back." He and his Constructicons turned to the entrance. He spoke, "Let's move out!"

BOOM! Some of Vehicons got thrown back at Constructicons, who got pushed back. They realized that the locals are alerted of their appearance. They all armed with their weapons while Soundwave and his Minicons remained behind as they're guarding the Cyber Planet Key. The Decepticons encountered the arrival of Bulkhead's Team and Junkions.

"Soundwave?! Constructicons?!" Bulkhead asked in shock and concern, "I have the feeling that you're behind of this..."

"The who?" Wreck-Gar asked in confusion and uncertain.

"The bad guys," Hot Shot answered firmly, "The Decepticons are the bad guys especially that slender con and his Constructicons. They tool your key thing!"

"Oh no!" Wreck-Gar yelped in concern. His face burnt in red. He roared in anger, "No one will get away with stealing the key while I'm still around!"

Prowl nodded firmly, "Don't worry, Wreck-Gar. We won't let him!"

Soundwave has twp tentacles for ready to fight. Long Haul laughed happily, "Oh yeah! You're speaking our language!"

"Constructicons, unite!" Scrapper ordered firmly.

All Constructicons transformed into their vehicular modes before merged and combined together. They became one entity called Devastator, who roared wildly and angrily. The rest of Vehicons armed with their blasters and weapons for battle. The Minicons stayed close to their master for protecting him and the Cyber Planet Key.

"Think again!" Bulkhead said firmly, "You're not getting off. Autobots, attack!"

Protectorbots charged as they transformed into their vehicular modes. They then merged and combined together into Defensor. The Combiner charged and attacked Devastator, who blocked and fought back. Bulkhead, Warpath, Hound, Wreck-Gar and their soldiers charged and attacked the enemies as well. Soundwave and his army fought back at once. Vehibots and Junkions charged and engaged with the Vehicons.

Defensor and Devastator began punching and kicking at each other's faces and chest wildly and fiercely for few rounds. The Constructicon Combiner roared angrily as he activated his right hand into driller while his left hand turned into concrete mixer. He fired his concrete mixer at the Protectorbot Combiner, who dodged and evaded the concretes but got his chest drilled by him for the moment. Luckily, he gave a powerful headbutt in pushing the Decepticon Combiner off before continued punching at him for few times. Devastator grabbed and thrown Defensor to other side, luckily the latter landed on the ground safely before turned and slammed a powerful punch at the former.

As Devastator dropped to the ground hard, Defensor charged and attacked him but got kicked off. The Constructicon Combiner got up before jumped and slammed the Protectorbot Combiner to the ground. They both began punching at each other while rolling around the power core, causing their soldiers to dodge and abandon their fights, though some got killed and crushed.

Bulkhead, Warpath, Hound and even Wreck-Gar were facing off Soundwave and his Minicons. And just before they could do anything, the Minicons charged and attacked them. Though they're very small; they're quite fast, sneaky and silky to dodge their enemies' attack and fought back. Bulkhead, Hound and even Warpath struggled to take them down as they got their knees and tailpipe got hit badly. Luckily, Wreck-Gar able to stop and defeat them by hitting a hockey stick-like in hitting them like playing a hockey or even playing his accordion and dancing wildly, causing pain and dizziness to the Minicons.

Bulkhead, Warpath and Hound turned their attention at Soundwave, who remained calm and firm in facing his opponents. Three of them armed with their maces, knife and sword. The Autobots charged and attacked Soundwave. Communication officer has easily dodge and evade the attacks while punching and kicking them off, with the help of his tentacles, which often electrically shocked and hit them hard. Warpath jumped and held Soundwave, who struggled to get him off. He was stopped and held down by Hound. Bulkhead charged and slammed his mace at Soundwave's face off.

Soundwave was pinned down. Bulkhead, Hound and Warpath armed and readied with their blasts as they're ready to finish him off. But instead, Soundwave launched his tentacles out in shocking and electrocuting three of them to back off. They shrugged it off from the shock. They charged and attacked him at once.

Autobots and Junkions continued battling with the Decepticons. The power core of Junkion reacted strangely and wildly like it was going to explode. It unleashed a powerful shockwave in hitting most of them to the ground, followed by more debris dropping to the ground especially falling on them. As soon as the debris stopped from falling; Autobots, Junkions and Decepticons looked up and found the power core is becoming unstable and its power source is going out of wild.

"Decepticons, retreat..." Soundwave's record spoke.

Devastator scoffed, "Yeah! Don't have to tell me twice!" He turned and snickered at the Autobots and Junkions, "So long, Autobots. Good luck of getting out of here!"

Devastator charged and slammed through the walls hard. Soundwave and his minions followed him at once. The Autobots and Junkions grunted and groaned as they slowly got up from the ground. Defensor departed and transformed into five Protectorbots. Warpath and Hound were about to follow the enemies, but they were halted by Prowl.

"Forget them," Prowl ordered firmly. He turned and looked at the power core, "We have to stop the power core!"

Wreck-Gar screamed in fear, "If the power core doesn't get fixed in time, Junkion is gonna tear itself to pieces! All of us are gonna be dead!"

Bulkhead grunted, "Come on! We've gotta help them now!"

"Right!" The Autobots agreed.

Both Autobots and Junkions headed towards the power core. Prowl, Red Alert and even Wreck-Gar were doing their best to study and trying to fix the damages, as well as removing Soundwave's viral infection on the power core's computer. The rest of Autobots and Junkions did their best to help them out. Unfortunately, it doesn't go well for them as the power core continued getting out of control while more debris are falling on them.

"Aw man! This is bad news," Groove exclaimed in concern.

Streetwise hissed, "We're gonna die soon if we don't do something!"

"Stop shouting and panicking!" Hot Shot shouted in fear, "You're making me nervous!"

"You're nervous! I'm having a hard time to fix this problem, you know!" Red Alert snapped in concern. He turned and looked at the computer. He snarled before has his right hand slammed on the console, "Scrap! Without the Cyber Planet Key, we can't restore the power core to balance its planet!"

Wreck-Gar screamed, "The Cyber Planet Key was the only item that can do that! We're doomed!"

"What can we do?" Hound asked in concern.

"Hopefully, something can do booming!" Warpath asked hopefully.

"I need some kind of containment or vessel to hold and balance the electrical energy on the planet," Red Alert explained firmly. He groaned, "Problem is that we don't know how!"

Prowl hissed before looked at the Autobots, "Autobots! Go and find any compartment for holding the energy! Hurry, we've got no time to lose!"

Autobots and Junkions dug and searched through pile of trash and junks, hopefully to find the item, containment or compartment to help them contain and hold the energy keeping the planet together. But so far, they found nothing.

Bulkhead groaned, "Damn it. Nothing! How are we gonna do this?!"

"Bulkhead... Bulkhead... Bulkhead..." The voice spoke calmly, surprising Bulkhead.

Bulkhead looked and searched everywhere to find the source. He then came across to reflective plates. He found both a dark and red colossal armored Nexus Prime, who is armed with twin cannons and wings, and another one was a white-greenish Minicorn, who is sitting down in Lotus Position withing the greenish electrical sphere-like force-field.

"What the?! Nexus Prime? Micronus Prime?" Bulkhead asked in surprise, "What are you-?!"

"There is no time to explain," Micronus Prime said firmly. He turned and pointed on his right direction, "There you will find a special compartment that will help you."

Bulkhead was confuse and uncertain. Nexus Prime spoke, "You must trust us, Bulkhead. Find the blue lighted pyramid. It hold special function that can help maintain planet's pieces together. It's the only way to save you all."

Bulkhead groaned in concern, "I don't know..."

"Do you want to save them or not, bulky?!" Micronus Prime demanded impatiently, making Bulkhead scared and worried. The greenish Autobot Muscle Warrior nodded fearfully. He scoffed, "Then, go and get it."

Nexus Prime nodded, "Micronus is right. Time is running out. We will explain it later when you saved this planet."

"Alright, I'm going!" Bulkhead reported firmly.

As soon as Nexus Prime and Micronus Prime disappeared from reflective plate, Bulkhead headed off to the pile of junks. He search thoroughly to find and get the pyramid machine. After minutes of searching, he came across to a black-red pyramid mechanism. He hissed in concern as he hoped that the Primes are right about it.

Bulkhead towards the power core, where he threw the pyramid into it. The pyramid mechanism has been activated, beginning to drain and hold electrical energy stable, as well as keeping the pieces of planet together. This has stopped the surface from quaking, as well as halting the debris from falling on them. The power core is stable now. Junkion is safe.

Autobots and Junkions cheered wildly and happily as they have saved their planet in time. They gathered around of Bulkhead as they gave him a big applause and cheer. This make the Autobot Wrecker smiled and blushed happily.

"Well done, Bulkhead," Prowl commented.

Wreck-Gar cheered, "You saved Junkion! You saved Junkion! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you so much, Bulkhead!"

"It was nothing," Bulkhead blushed.

"Bulkhead, did you know what kin of mechanism you put in?" Red Alert asked curiously, making Bulkhead to shrug. He sighed and continued, "That was Energy Stable Pyramid, which helped to control and balance any kind of powers from getting out of control. No matter how big or small energies are, the Energy Stable Pyramid stabilized them, unless it is damaged."

"Wow. How did you figure that out?" Hound asked curiously.

Bulkhead shrugged, "Lucky, I guess..."

Soundwave and his Decepticons Soldiers have escaped Junkion before the Autobots have saved it. They're now in deep space as they began searching Nemesis and their lord.

Overload and Hightower were piloting the ship. Long Haul and Rampage were using the ship's turrets. Scrapper and Scavenger were checking on navigation system, with the help of Rumble and Frenzy. Mixmaster, Ravage and Laserbeak were checking on the ship's engine. Soundwave was alone in communication room as he was contacting his mysterious contact. The screen revealed the picture of Quintessa.

"Did you have it?" Quintessa asked calmly. Soundwave shown the Cyber Planet Key before her. She smiled darkly as she shown the coordinates in space map with yellow signal, "Excellent. Head to this rendezvous point. There, you will get what you're looking for."

Soundwave nodded firmly and calmly as he accepted it. However, he has concerns and suspicious of trusting Quintessa. Nevertheless, he has to continue his mission to find and reunite with master.

After saving Junkion, the Autobots have decided to leave the planet while following after Soundwave and his crew. The Junkions helped and loaded up both Energon Cubes and tools into the newly Autobot Shuttle. After the loading, they're now saying goodbyes to their new friends while wishing them luck for their journey.

"We appreciate your help. We're thank you," Prowl said firmly.

Wreck-Gar scoffed, "We should be thanking for saving our world, though we need that key back!"

"Don't worry, we'll get it back. Count on it," Bulkhead said confidently.

While still worried and scared about Cyber Planet Key, Wreck-Gar smiled weakly, "Yeah. Thank you, my new friends." He then took out his accordion a she began playing the music. He sang, "It's time for my goodbye song! 'Dare to be stupid'!"

Junkions began playing and singing the music wildly and happily. The Autobots yelped in concern about it. They don't like the song much. While the Junk Cybertronians were busy celebrating, they quickly sneaked back into the ship. They launched off to the space, continuing their journey to follow and hunt down Soundwave and his allies.

Hound, Red Alert and Hot Shot were piloting the ship. Prowl was checking and trying to contact his allies. Warpath was checking around of the ship's surroundings especially the turrets and weapons. Both Streetwise and Groove were checking on the ship's engines, making sure it's functional.

Bulkhead was alone in the storage room as he was looking at crate's reflective surface. He was looking at the reflection forms of Nexus and Micronus Prime.

"Okay. We can talk." Bulkhead said firmly, "How the heck did you get here? I thought you're dead."

Micronus Prime laughed, "We were dead. We're in the Realm of Prime or 'Be one with the All Spark', where dead Primes lives in peaceful realm. Unless we possessed so much powers, we can't leave the Realm of Primes. So, we can only communicate like now."

"Okay? So, what is it you want from me?" Bulkhead asked in concern.

Nexus Prime sighed, "We need your help now. Will you help us?"

Bulkhead hummed thoughtfully before spoke, "Sure what can I do?"

Nexus Prime smiled weakly, "Good, but this task won't be just saving Cybertron, but also others like Junkion."

Micronus Prime nodded, "The fate of universe rests in your hand, Bulkhead..."

Bulkhead hummed in concern, "Tell me..."

To be Continued...

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