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. 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 the holding cells of Iacon :
Death's Head nodded to Grimlock and Impactor. His sensors destected no Decepticon activity within the holding area, and he was certain that whatever Soundwave had alerted Megatron to, the Decepticons were too busy with that problem. At Death's Head's signal, the two Autobots yanked the cell door off it's hinge. Dogfight, leaped out the door and ran down to the end of the corridor. He caustiously looked around the corner and saw only a standard security drone standing guard near the door leading to the Autobot's weaponry. He turned and motioned for Death's Head to join him.
Whilst Death's Head made his way towards Dogfight, Seraphim and Bumblebee unlocked the the cell doors, freeing all the Autobots. The Omnibot, Clampdown, looked at Seraphim.
"Thanks for the escape. Now, how do we get our weapons back?"
Seraphim motioned towards Death's Head and Dogfight.
"Ask them. I think they're having trouble with a security drone. If I can find the Autobot who programmed them..."
Clampdown raised his hand.
"That'd be me. I'm the Police expert here. Free the others, and I'll assist your comrades."
Seraphim nodded and proceeded to unlock more cells, whilst Clampdown headed towards Dogfight and Death's Head.
Dogfight hissed.
"This doesn't look good DH. That's a type D-12 security drone. Very tough and powerful for it's size."
Death's Head snorted.
"I've faced worse odds, yes?"
Before Dogfight could reply, Clampdown approached them.
"Need a hand?"
Death's Head faced him.
"Maybe. The security drone's guarding the door to our weapons. Need to get it away, yes?"
Clampdown nodded.
"Easy. Wait for my signal, I'll draw it away, while you get your weapons."
Clampdown paused, then stepped into the corridor. The drone whirled and raised it's gun arm.
"Prisoner 81752648, return to your cell or prepare to be terminated."
Clampdown transformed into his vehicle form, a Police special Lamborghini Contach, and sped off down the corridor, the drone in hot pursuit. Death's Head chuckled.
"He's got guts, yes?"
Dogfight nodded.
"Yeah. Now, let's get our weapons and fry that drone when he comes back."
The Triggerbot ran into the room, grabbing his twin blasters and Death's Head's, Titanium Shott Blaster. Dogfight came to the door, and threw the Shott blaster to Death's Head. No sooner had the weapon landed in his outstretched hand, Death's Head turned and fired the weapon mulitple times, narrowly missing the returning Clampdown, but each shot slammed into the drone, causing it to explode. Clampdown sped towards Death's Head and transformed at the last minute.
"Nice shooting. Now I know why you're called the best."
Death's Head shouldered the blaster and snorted.
"Just doing my job, yes?"
Impactor and the others approached.
"And how are you being paid Death's Head?"
Death's Head shrugged.
"Already been paid, yes? Raiden paid me before coming on this job."
At the mention of her brother's name, Seraphim stiffened.
"He's still at the lab, working on a body for himself and Valkyrie. What if Megatron traced our movements back to the lab?"
Jazz shook his head.
"If the big Deceptijerk had, Raiden would be here wouldn't he? Besides, Raiden is one cool customer."
Grimlock walked out of the armoury, his sword in one hand, twin blaster in the other.
"Me say we smash puny Decepticons, then get Raiden, then get off Cybertron."
Crosscut looked at Deep Cover.
"Is that who I think it is?"
Deep Cover nodded.
"Yeah, the Dinobot commander Grimlock."
Crosscut swallowed.
"Well, I never."
Impactor looked at the Wreckers, as well as the other Autobots.
"Autobots! Get your weapons and get ready to move out!"
Meanwhile, Bumblebee had scouted ahead, and was witnessing the civil war occuring outside of Iacon. He touched the communicator on is wrist.
"Bumblebee to Death's Head, Beumblebee to Death's Head, do you read?"
Death's Head grasped the communicator from his waist.
"Go ahead."
Bumblebee ducked behind cover.
"You're not going to believe this. But we have another group of Decepticons here, fighting the first group. And get this, Megatron's fighting Megatron!"
Death's Head's optics narrowed, as he spoke back into the communicator.
"Galvatron's here? Then so are his two flunkies Scourge and Cyclonus." he paused and looked at the Autobots around him "We could use this to our advantage, yes?"
Bumblebee smiled.
"I was thinking the exact same thing and....Hang on, another group has just joined the party."
Impactor patched his communicator to the same frequency.
"Bumblebee, stay where you are. Rad is coming to you, so hopefully he can identify this new group."
"Affirmative. Standing by."
Impactor nodded to Rad, who turned and ran down the corridor, transforming into a sports car. Impactor faced Crosscut.
"Crosscut, take Downshift and get Emirate Xaaron to the med bay. The rest of you, let's head to the shuttle bay, from there we can launch a counter strike against the Decepticons."
Death's Head faced the Autobots who came with him.
"While Impactor and co head off that way, we're heading towards Bumblebee's position to back him up, yes?"
Dogfight nodded.
"As long as I get a chance to blast a Decepticon, I'm with you."
Death's Head faced Impactor.
"We'll wait for your signal, yes? Then, we take them apart."
Impactor smiled.
"Heh, you got it DH. Watch your back."
As Seraphim, Grimlock, Jazz and Dogfight made their way down the corridor towards Bumblebee and Rad, Death's Head smiled at Impactor.
"You too, yes?"
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Death's Head - Sorry about the lateness of an update people. I hit writer's block for this story, and it took me ages to finally get it how I wanted. (Hey, it takes a long time to figure out how to write stories. Especially when you have Grimlock behind you, waving his sword and blaster about.) More to come, yes?
Grimlock - NO TALK! MORE WRITE!
Death's Head - Sheesh. See what I mean? R&R please.
Grimlock - OR ME GET MAD!
