Note: It's Wednesday! I stayed up last night to write 80% of this. But it was worth it!
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(Guest 1): I do not know if Jack will lift Thor's hammer. It depends on what happens.
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Edit 5/9/22: There some color changes to some minor characters. It'll be fine.
"Optimus, do you think Quintessa is doing this as a way to get back at us?" Ratchet asked him as the other returned to base.
"I believe she has many reasons for wanting to enslave Earth, our victory over her chief among them."
"Who's Quintessa?" Raf asked.
"One of Quintus Prime's creations who turned her back on him to conquer the universe. Many millennia ago, she came to Cybertron, claiming to be out creator. We all became slaves to her will until Sentinel Prime freed us from her iron fist. We defeated her once again on Aquatron, liberating all who were enslaved there. It took the combined effort of the Autobots and the Decepticons to defeat the Quintessons, however."
"Well, I guess we'll have to make it three times then," Smokescreen said.
"There's a scout ship headed just south of the Rio Grande in Mexico," Ratchet said.
"Open a groundbridge to the site. Autobots, roll out!"
x
"This is not how I imagined my vacation to Mexico," Steve said in an attempt to lighten the mood. It was just that the Battle of New York was still raw. Knowing that they weren't alone in the universe was a hard to pill to swallow. Sure, Thor was technically an alien, as was Loki, but they looked human. The Chitauri were completely different. Steve couldn't begin to imagine how Tony dealt with it. He actually saw their mothership and it's destruction.
"I should learn Spanish. There are a lot of poverty-stricken people in rural Mexico," Bruce commented.
"So what else can you tell us about this 'Quintessa'?" Tony asked Thor.
"She's human-sized-"
"Sounds easy to beat. A punch to the gut and a blast to the chest," Tony interrupted.
"She's practically a god," Thor added.
"The god of what?" Steve asked.
"Nothing really. She does have control over life processes and is very deceptive. Basic elemental as well."
"Hold on a second. Elemental? As in able to control air, water, and earth?" Clint asked.
"And fire and electricity and-"
"We get it. Not easy to beat," Natasha said.
"She can also control minds."
Everyone just stared at the Asgardian.
"This just gets better and better, doesn't it?" Tony said sarcastically.
Jarvis appeared on the dashboard. "Sir, we've arrived at our destination. Though it appears that we are not alone."
x
The Autobots creeped toward the landed spacecraft. Hiding behind large rocks, they snuck up to the ship just as the landing door dropped down. Out came two mechs, one blue and black with patches of silver peeking through the paint, the other purple and black with rusty red patches on his arms, each holding a plasma shotgun.
"Careful, her ladyship's new statmech said there were Cybertronians here," the blue one said.
"What about the heroic organics? I hear organics are terrifying," the purple one replied, only to get smacked by his companion.
"Idiot. We are organic! What did you think the exosuits were for?"
"To exercise our organic superiority!"
"Well, you're not wrong," the blue one agreed. He pulled out a scanner and waved it around them. It beeped loudly as its beam passed over the Autobots.
"Autobots, prepare yourselves!" Optimus cried out as they stepped into their fighting stances.
"Cybertronians! We need back up!" he yelled at the ship before charging one of them. More Quintessons poured out of the ship while more ships landed from above. Despite their experience, the Autobots were soon outnumbered five-to-one. They made little progress, but they were still holding out.
For now.
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"Cybertronians," Thor said when he looked at the image Jarvis acquired. "And the Prime himself is there!"
"I don't follow. Help or hurt, which one?" Clint asked.
"They're on our side," Thor said as he opened the landing door manually, ignoring the big red button labeled 'OPEN'. "For Midgard!" And with that, the Asgardian jumped off of the Quinjet, still several hundred feet from the ground.
Tony sighed. "Jarvis, find a landing spot so we can join Sparky."
"Right away, sir."
"Any last questions? Comments? Concerns?"
"They're really good a fighting," Bruce commented. They couldn't help but notice how skilled they were. It looked as if they had centuries of experience, as scary as that was to imagine.
"And we're good fighters as well. So let's bring our A-game today," Steve said.
"Yes," Tony said, sliding his facemask into place. "A for Avengers. Let's hit the road folks."
Note: We'll have some kick butt action next chapter. Can't wait to see how the Autobots and the Avengers work together. And should our mishap Quintesson scouts stay? That's actually a good question, what are your thoughts?
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