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. Outlaw and Valkyrie are MINE as well. I'll reveal their vehicle forms momentarily. 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. Also, please, please, PLEASE read all of my first Transformers story : Transformers : Book 1 : Death's Head. A lot of information is in that story, which is carried over into this one.

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Within Iacon's holding cells :

Dogfight slumped against the wall and sighed. He looked around the room, at his fellow cellmates. Grimlock, Bumblebee, Jazz, Death's Head, Seraphim and Impactor. Impactor's Wreckers as well as the Throttlebots were in another cell, as were the Autobots who were captured by Megatron when he initially attacked Iacon. Seraphim was tending to Emirate Xaaron's injuries as best she could, but to Dogfight, the cause seemed lost. Emirate Xaaron was going to die, and because of these damned Decepticons his death was on their hands.

He shook his head. No, not these Decepticons, but Seraphim's Decepticon brother, Raiden. It was all his fault!

"Damn that accursed Decepticon!"

Impactor looked at the Triggerbot.

"Dogfight, what are you grumbling about?"

Dogfight looked up and glared at Impactor.

"I said " Damn that accursed Decepticon!"

Impactor folded his arms across his chest.

"Which one? Megatron? Starscream? That big one?"

"No! Raiden! This is all his fault!"

Seraphim stiffened as she heard Dogfight's outburst, Grimlock glared at Dogfight.

"Have a care, or Me be forced to hurt you."

Dogfight snorted and pointed at Seraphim.

"Oh come on Grimlock! Even you were all for destroying Raiden, back on Earth during the battle! Now, look at you, you basically, do whatever she says!"

Before Grimlock could respond, Death's Head had grabbed Dogfight and slammed him into the wall.

"I'm only going to say this once, so listen well. SHUT UP, YES?"

Dogfight tried to say something, but Death's Head shook him so hard, his optics rattled. Bumblebee looked at Seraphim.

"Sera? You alright?"

Before she could respond, the shackles around each prisoner's neck turned on, effectively draining the occupants energy level down to near obsolete levels. The door opened, and in walked Megatron. He sneered at all of the prisoners.

"Well, well, so these are the Autobots who bested my Seekers? Pathetic!"

Death's Head struggled to his feet and faced the notorious Decepticon.

"And let me guess. This is the famous Megatron? Not much to look at, yes?"

Megatron smiled, before raising his gun arm and fired. The blast of Fusion energy slammed Death's Head into the wall, sending the freelance peacekeeping agent collapsing onto the floor, unmoving. Impactor glared at Megatron.

"Just as before, you're nothing but a petty warlord Megatron."

Megatron laughed.

"We are what we are Impactor. And now you, weren't you dead?"

Impactor hissed, and was about to respond, when Soundwave appeared next to Megatron. Both Decepticons talked about something, which Impactor, even in his weakened state, had extended his audio receptors wavelength to full. He managed to overhear only a fraction of their discussion.

Megatron faced his captives.

"I'm afraid I must keep my visit short. But rest assured, I shall be back to continue our.....discussion."

With that, Megatron turned and left the room, the door closing behind him. Jazz was checking on Death's Head, when Seraphim spoke.

"Impactor, I'm shutting Emirate Xaaron's system down to the barest essentials. That should buy us some more time, until we can get him to a med bay."

Impactor sighed.

"Ok, thanks Seraphim. Can you check on Death's Head and...."

"Not necessary, yes? I'm fully functional, and..." Death's Head showed them the shackle which was around his neck, now in his hand "I'm free, yes?"

Jazz chuckled.

"How did you managed to free yourself?"

Death's Head smiled.

"Easy. When that buffoon of a Decepticon was foolish enough to fire that cannon of his, I had my systems not only absorbed and reroute the energy to all my systems, but I also took from him the key to these shackles and cell door." Death's Head pressed the button, which released the shackles from the others "We wait until your energy reserves have recharged, and then we leave, yes?"

Grimlock smiled.

"Good idea. Then we smash our ways out."

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Death's Head - Things look bleak, yes? However, when things are at their darkest, Hope shines eternal. Heh, heh, heh, you think Outlaw and the Autobots with him, are gonna sit out this upcoming battle? And with Optimus getting in touch with the Deep Space Exploration Force, well, let's just say, one Hell of a battle is fast approaching, yes? R&R please.