TRANSFORMERS : MEGATRON'S REVENGE
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Death's Head – I do not own The Transformers, nor Death's Head. Takara Industries/Hasbro/Marvel US/Marvel UK/Sunbow Entertainment/Saban Entertainment, all own parts of The Transformers. Marvel UK owns Death's Head. Seraphim is my own creation. She transforms into a F-4 Phantom. Raiden and Valkyrie are my creation's as well. Vehicle forms? No idea. There's not much of them at the moment, only enough to get ahead, if you know what I mean. (Sorry about the bad joke people.) Alpha Destroyer and Citadel Supreme are mine as well. Alpha Destroyer is a Decepticon equivalent of the Autobot Omega Supreme and Citadel Supreme is a Decepticon version of Fortress Maximus.
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Elsewhere on Cybertron, near the Rad zone :
The 'VULTURE' landed in the same building it had first arrived on Cybertron. As the ramp extended, out stepped six weary figures. No sooner had they left the ship, when two of them transformed into vehicle form and flew into the Cybertronian sky. The others remained near the ship, in case the flyers brought back any bad news. They waited, not patiently thanks to the two heads being carried by the pilot of the 'VULTURE'.
"Come on! I need to get back to my lab so I can begin rebuilding bodies for myself and Valkyrie!"
One of the figures, a horned, heavily armed mechanoid, lifted the head until he was staring in it's optics.
"Keep calm Raiden. We'll get you to your lab in all due time, yes? Recon first, make sure no....unexpected surprises."
Raiden muttered something, then shut himself down. Death's Head sighed and placed Raiden in the container with Valkyrie's head. As he closed the container, Grimlock glared at it.
"Stupid Con!"
Jazz put a hand on Grimlock's shoulder.
"Chill Grimmy. He's just a head, no need to get worked up."
"Me Grimlock not 'Grimmy! Me Grimlock KING!"
Jazz rolled his optics.
"Whatever."
Before Grimlock could say anything, Seraphim and Dogfight transformed and landed.
Seraphim looked at Death's Head.
"All clear. No sign of any Decepticons anywhere near here."
Dogfight nodded.
"Yeah. All we detected was a big group of nothing."
Death's Head frowned.
"What about on the wavelengths?"
Seraphim looked at him.
"Nothing. Not a peep."
Bumblebee spoke.
"But there'd have to be some sort of transmission. Autobase at Iacon, is constantly in contact with the new moon bases."
Dogfight shrugged.
"Well, those Moons are still rather new. Not like the original moons. Probably the moon bases are experiencing com trouble."
Death's Head walked towards an outcropping of metal and climbed on top of it. He turned his gaze in the direction of the moons, then towards Iacon. Seraphim looked at him.
"Death's Head?"
Death's Head leaped down, and walked over to the tunnel opening. He looked over his shoulder.
"We move, yes?"
Jazz shook his head.
"Why man? We're home, on Cybertron. What could be going wrong?"
Death's Head ripped the cover off the tunnel opening.
"Well, it's too quiet. When thing's are too quiet, it's time to be extremely cautious, yes? What could go wrong, you said?" Death's Head looked at Jazz "In a word, everything, yes?"
Death's Head leaped into the sewers. Seraphim and the others sighed, and followed the Freelance Peacekeeping Agent.
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Death's Head – More to come, yes? More old Transformers will appear, and in the next chapter, the Autobot ACTION MASTERS appear. More Decepticons as well. R&R Please.
Death's Head – Oh, before I forget, Impactor's in the next chapter as well.
