*JUST ABOVE THE MAXIMAL GROUP*
Ice Kitt: I'm going to kill Raven if it's the last thing I do. And that Mantor guy. Ow, my head still hurts. *Ice Kitt sees Starise and the Maximals.*
Ice Kitt: Starise! *lands in front of them.
Starise: Blue Blaze!! Blaze? That's you isn't it?
Ice Kitt: Yeah it's me. Call me Ice Kitt now.
Starise: Ice Kitt, what's wrong?
Rattrap: Hey, eh, you were gonna get them friends of yours, so where are they?
Ice Kitt: Starflame, Cybershadow, Ambush, Clawblade, Firebolt, Skystalker, Velvet, and Firesaber are dead. All of them.
Starise: What?! *in shock* H...how?
Ice Kitt: The one you call Darkstorm destroyed our defenses. But it was Raven who took advantage of the situation He killed every one of them.
Starise: NO! By Ren, NO!
Primal: Calm down. Now who is Raven?
Ice Kitt: He's the son of Unicron.
All: UNICRON!?
Ice Kitt: We have nothing to worry about.
Primal: Why not?
Starise: Ren will keep us safe.
Primal: And who is Ren?
Ice Kitt: She's the daughter of Primus.
Rattrap: Aw, man! My gyros are spinnin'! Can't we slow down just a little here? We have the son a' Unicron, and the..you said Daughter of Primus? An' they're here, on primorial Earth, dukin' it out?
Ice Kitt: Not quite "duking it out." But, there is great conflict. Still, it makes no difference. Ren will protect us.
Hawk: So, we're protected against Unicron's descendant. What about Cheetor? Or Spider Striker and Blackbird? I'm not about to abandon them simply because we've found refuge. Against a being we just recently found existed for that matter.
Primal: Hawk's right. We have three of our friends trapped by Darkbird, Darkstorm is out and about, and now Raven.
Wildfire: The night's just full of surprises, huh?
Rattrap: Need I say it?
Hawk: *quickly* No.
Rattrap: Oh, who asked you?!
*AT THE SAME TIME, SOMEWHERE BEYOND REAL SPACE...*
Ren: *spark floating in the void beyond space, outline of 'realspace' body around it* Raven, were are my children?!
Raven: With me my dear, with me. *Raven holds a orb with eight smaller sparks within it.*
Ren: My children, give them back!
Raven: Hmm...I'll give you one, but only one. It will satisfy your wishes for now.
Ren: I know you Raven. What is your plan?
Raven: You think I'll tell you? Never!
Ren: Just give me my child!
Raven: Very well. Here. *One of the sparks flys out of the orb.*
Firesaber: I'm alive.
Raven: For now young one, for now.
Firesaber: RAVEN!!
Raven: It is I.
Ren: Come, my child, and help your sisters.
Firesaber: Yes Ren.
Raven: You won't win. Give up now, and spare youself the pain.
FireSaber: I'll never give up.
Ren: Come my child, we must leave.
Firesaber: Yes Ren. *The two sparks head away from the others and back to to the safe realm of Primus.*
*IN REALSPACE, BACK WITH THE MAXIMALS*
Ice Kitt: I'm still going to kill Raven.
Rattrap: And how are ya going to kill a god?
Ice Kitt: He isn't a god he's just very powerful.
Wildfire: And just how powerful?
Ice Kitt: Umm...powerful as in destroying the entire planet.
Rattrap: WHAT!?!
Wildfire: You have got to be joking.
Starise: I'm afraid it's the tuth.
Primal: Prime. Just prime. *A strange glowing vortex opens above them and someone falls out.*
Firesaber: Ow I've got a headache
Ice Kitt: FIRESABER!!
Firesaber: Blaze, what happened to you?
Starise: She changed.
Firesaber: Cool!
Ice Kitt: My name too.
Starise: Yeah she's Ice Kitt now.
Rattrap: Sorry to butt in but, COULD SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT'S GOIN' ON HERE?!!
Firesaber: Hey calm down little rat dude. *Rattrap is about to say something when he gets hit on the head.*
Rattrap: Huh? *Turns arould and sees Ice Kitt about to hit him again.* Hey, quit that, sister!
Ice Kitt: No. *She hits Rattrap on the head again.*
Rattrap: D'oh!
Ice Kitt: And, I ain't your sister!
Firesaber: There's no time for fooling arould.
Starise: YOU don't want US fooling around? This is very bad.
Firesaber: Raven has the others.
Starise: No.
Firesaber: Yes.
Ice Kitt: What are we going to do?
Firesaber: I wish I knew.
*Out of nowhere, the Maximals are attacked by Firehawk*
Firehawk: Die, Primal!!
Wildfire: I'll handle this guy! *flies up and starts attacking Firehawk*
Firehawk: You say you're a Phoenix. You're pathetic.
Wildfire: Not as pathetic as you. *Wildfire throws a fireball towards Firehawk, who absorbs the fire.*
Firehawk: Did you think that could stop me?
Wildfire: No, but I'm counting on this to.
Wildfire begins to spin in the air, her razor-sharp wing feathers forming some thing like a saw.
Firehawk: You think spinning around like a fool will stop me. HAH! You're even more pathetic than I thought. *Wildfire says nothing but keeps spinning closer and closer to Firehawk. Soon the fire that is around Firehawk begins to move to surround Wildfire.
Firehawk: Wha... What are you doing?
Wildfire: Taking you down. *Wildfire keeps spinning until all the fire is gone from Firehawk.*
Wildfire: Hawk the gun! *Wildfire continues to absorb Firehawk's fire as Hawk sets up the gun.*
Hawk: Lights out, you son-of-a-bitch! *Hawk fires the gun at Firehawk. A white-blue beam brightens the night sky and lands a direct shot to Firehawk's chestplate. Firehawk folds up from the shot, and his body explodes violently.*
Rattrap: Eh, nice shot. *Wildfire then disperses the fire around her and lands.*
Wildfire: *having a hard time standing* Would you guys stay still for a nano?
Primal: Nice work Wildfire.
Wildfire: *clearing her head* Uh, thanks.
Rattrap: What in da pit was that ye just did?
Wildfire: It's called 'fire spin'.
Rattrap: I could see that, but what did it do?
Wildfire: I absorbed the fire around Firehawk faster than he could replace it, there by giving Hawk the chance to shoot him with the gun.
Hawk: Can we get going now? We still need to rescue Cheetor, Spider Striker, and Blackbird.
Primal: And possibly Catspaw.
*The maximals and there friends continue their journey to Darkseid.*
*AT THE REMAINS OF THE DARKSEID*
*Darkbird is watching a view screen. The picture shows the Maximals preparing to attack during the night via a small datacam secretly attached to Firehawk by Darkbird. The cam goes blank, filling the screen with static, as Firehawk gets blown away.*
Darkbird: So, those fools think they can sneak up on me? *Turns up ship wide comlink.*
Darkbird: Mirage. The attack shall come sooner than we expected. Put the ship's defenses on auto and tell everyone to take their position.
Mirage: Yes sir.
Cheetor: What about me, Master?
Darkbird: You shall stay behind and be a...surprise for the Maximals.
Cheetor: Yes, master.
Darkbird: Now, let us go check on our...guests.
*In another part of the base, Blackbird is just begining to come to.*
Blackbird: Ugh. You know, I'm getting a little tired of everyone trying to blow me up today! *He looks around the room and notices he and Spider Striker are tied to two Undertaker symbols.*
Blackbird: Why am I not surprised. *He looks over at Spider Striker and notices he's looking back at him.*
Spider Striker: Glad you could finally join us.
Blackbird: I must have been out a while. *The door opens, and Darkbird and Cheetor walk in.*
Blackbird: Cheetor!! *notes the other's new look* Cheetor?
Darkbird: Don't bother. He has seen the guilding light of evil and can not be turned back.
Blackbird: What?
Spider Striker: I-I don't believe you.
Darkbird: Oh, you will. When you are turned--are shown--the purity of evil.
Spider Striker: Over my dead body!
Darkbird: If that is what it takes.
Blackbird: You know, I always knew you were a freak, but I didn't think you could be this sick!
Darkbird: There's a lot about me that you don't know. And it's a shame you won't be around long enough to see them all.
Blackbird: What are you babbling about? I thought you were gonna try and turn us to your sick ways.
Darkbird: No, only him. You are to be the supreme sacrifice.
Blackbird: Sacrifice?
Darkbird: Yes. You see, I now answer to a power far greater than even myself. And he demands you to be sacrficed before him.
Blackbird: Well, don't I feel special.
Darkbird: Oh you should. But you'll have to wait. For now I have other buisness to attend to. But don't worry, I shall leave my apprentice here to keep you two company.
*Cheetor gives an evil grin as Darkbird leaves the room, leaving the Maximal-turned-Predacon alone with his two ex-friends.*
Spider Striker: So, what do we do now?
Blackbird: I have no idea.
Cheetor: Well, I am glad to see that you're all awake.
Blackbird: Cheetor! Get us down, dammit!
Cheetor: Hmm. Maybe some day. But...not now.
Spider Striker: This isn't funny. How could you do this to us?
Cheetor: Well, it's actually quite easy. Once you put your mind to it. Or, in my case, someone puts your mind to it.
Blackbird: C'mon, Cheetor, help us down!
Cheetor: You've got to be kidding me. But, since we're all here, mind telling me where you got this? *holds up Spider Striker's ring*
Spider Striker: My ring! Give it back!
Cheetor: Oh, I don't think so. I've scanned it. Quite a bit of energy. *puts it on*
Spider Striker: "Uh, I wouldn't do that. This thing has a tendency of..." *ring starts to electricute Cheetor*
Cheetor: Argh! @#$%^&! *throws ring off*
Spider Striker: "...blowing up hands."
Cheetor: *picks ring back up and puts it on the table* Doesn't matter. I've got this! *holds up Spider Striker's weapon and starts to laugh. Spider Striker starts to laugh too*
Cheetor: What's so funny?
Spider Striker: "You're about 10 seconds away from wearing that smile around your
@$$."
Cheetor: Oh, really? And how would you know--
*Cheetor is suddenly attacked by an unseen foe*
Cheetor: So, our friendly tabby has returned, eh? Beast mode! *converts to cat-mode. Pounces onto a blur of energy, which disolves into Catspaw. Slashes at Catspaw continuously, keeping her from attacking back. After a few moments of clawing and slashing, Catspaw's limbs stop squirming*
Cheetor: *converting back to robot mode and walking over to Blackbird and Spider Striker* Pathetic.
Spider Striker: "Not in any way good!"
*BACK OUTSIDE*
Hawk: *examining weapon* Damn.
Primal: Problem?
Hawk: Overload. The gun overloaded.
Rhinox: Any guesses how?
Hawk: Mismodification, I'm guessing. *drops weapon as the group keeps walking* Doesn't matter at this point... *notes figures in the distance.* Uh-oh.
Skycat: I see them too.
Hawk: *dropping optic lenses--counts; Buzz Saw, Mirage, Terrorsaur, Scavenger, and seven other Predacon troops* That's it. That's the battalion. Range, seven kilometers.
Primal: This is it, bots! Get into combat mode and prepare to fight! *Waits until everyone is prepared* Let's get 'em!!
*Maximals begin to charge as Predacons do the same. The gap between them closes quickly...*
Primal: Everyone, stay on the ground! Their flyers will probably strike first, so let them! *everyone continues to run.*
Hawk: They're in range. Buzz Saw and Terrorsaur, twelve-high!
Primal: Let 'em have it!
*BACK INSIDE THE DARKSEID*
*Catspaw has been fastened to an undertaker symbol on Spider Striker's right*
Spider Striker: *whispering* Catspaw!
Catspaw: Yes?
Spider Striker: Can you use one of your mind tricks to get my ring back?
Catspaw: I'll try. *closes her optics. after a few seconds, she opens them again* Sorry. I can't focus.
Spider Striker: Great. *Spider Striker starts to hear a voice*
Voice: Not your fight.
Spider Striker: Huh?
Voice: Not your mission. Run. You must survive. Survive to complete your mission.
Spider Striker: Look, pal. I want some answers. Straight answers!
Cheetor: Who the hell are you talking to?
Spider Striker: Would you believe the voice inside my head?
*BACK OUTSIDE*
*Nightfox, B'boom, Rhinox, Rattrap, Wildfire, Optimus, Hawk, Starise and Skycat all open fire. Even with the immense amount of firepower, the two flyers are capable of dodging the attack. Terrorsaur gets one shot off at Nightfox, knocking her down. B'boom fires off a pair of missiles at Buzz Saw. One makes impact, the other flies by. Buzz Saw spins in midair, but doesn't seem to be too phased. Terrorsaur flies through a barrage of blasts and fires at Rattrap. The robotic rodent rolls away from the shots. Terrorsaur is forced to abort his approach, Buzz Saw giving him cover fire.*
Rattrap: There's how many of us, an' we can't even phase 'em! What the hell's the-- prouaagh! *gets nailed in the head by a blast--pieces of processor flying everywhere. He drops. All Maximals turn their attention to the new attackers.*
Hawk: Dammit! *fires sub-cannons into the approaching group, Maximals follow suit. Predacons approaching return fire. Maximals hold their positions as the Predacons run closer. Perfect shot hits B'boom in the chest, knocking him to his back. Wildfire throws a ball of fire into the group. By the time it reaches them, they've moved out of the way. Rhinox's chainguns finally level one of the nameless Predacons from nearly three hundred meters away. B'boom gets to one knee, firing his gun. A plasma blast streaks between the group, mixing with constant laser streaks. One whizzes by Hawk's left side, pegging Skycat behind him. Mirage takes a hit in the shoulder from B'boom, falling to his knees. A moment later, he disappears.*
Primal: We're taking heavy hits. Spread out!
*Hawk and B'boom go left, continuing to fire, as Rhinox and Wildfire go right. The counterfire from the Predacons spreads accordingly. B'boom gets hit by a plasma blast on his chest. The left section of his chest erupts in fire as the missile launcher begins to ignite. An instant later, B'boom explodes, as all the firepower mounted on him goes up. Hawk gets pushed over by the shockwave and blue debris. A flash of light appears in the night as another Predacon goes up from one of Primal's point missiles.*
Hawk: *getting up* It isn't enough. We need to start moving!
Primal: Agreed. Flyers, take to the air!
*Skycat, Wildfire and Hawk take off, and the three of them approach the group of Predacons.*
Hawk: Break formation...*merges sub-cannons*...and open fire! *All three break to different approach vectors, fireballs and laser fire flying ahead of them. Some of the Predacons change their aim to the air as they approach. One shot hits Wildfire in the wing, but it only slows her descent. Another pegs Hawk on his shoulder armor, causing him to buck in the air wildly. He gains control and continues to fire below him. One of the other nameless Predacons gets nailed in the chest by Hawk's approach, while Scavenger takes the brunt of one of Wildfire's fireballs*
Scavenger: AUGH!! You dare try to burn me!! Now, you shall burn in the INFERNO!! *fires blasts of plasma fire from his antennae flamers. Wildfire takes the shots without much despair.*
Wildfire: Guess I'll just have to try again! *builds up another fireball. When it's big enough, she throws it at Scavenger. It makes impact, but the fireball barely phases his transmetal construct. A blast hits her from the side, and Wildfire throws another fireball at the approaching Buzz Saw. The Predacon is crisped almost instantly. When the fire clears away, his chared body drops to the ground below. Hawk and Skycat swoop by--weapons blazing--and another Predacon falls over, wounded.*
Hawk: That should lighten things up a little.
*BACK AT THE GROUND TROOPS*
Primal: Their attention is on the flyers, move in!! *Rhinox, Nightfox, Starise and Primal charge the group, their weapons blazing.*
*IN THE DARKSEID*
*The base is rocked by an explosion.*
Cheetor: What was that?!
Blackbird: The sound of your new career going right down the toilet! *A small blade pops out of Blackbird's wrist and he uses it to cut one of the bonds. He rips off the other one, then pulls out his energon saber and the bonds holding his feet. He jumps off of symbol before Cheetor can make a move. Blackbird stands in a corner of the room, staring at his ex-friend.*
Blackbird: Look, I don't know what Darkbird did to you, but we'll find a way to change you back. Just come along peacfully. I don't want to hurt you.
Cheetor: Good. It makes it easier for me to hurt you! *Cheetor pulls out something that looks like the handle to an energon saber. It's twice as long as Blackbird's with more decoration around its body length. He presses a button on it and a blade extends. Unlike Blackbird's this blade is blood red. Blackbird looks at it in disblief.*
Blackbird: Sh*t!
*Before he can say more, Cheetor raises the saber in the air and charges Blackbird. He swings it down, but Blackbird blocks it with his own saber. Blackbird pulls his saber up and away from Cheetor's, then sweeps at him, but Cheetor counters it before it can get near him. Cheetor tries for another downward slash, but is again blocked. While both sabers are locked, Blackbird kicks Cheetor in the stomach and knocks him down.*
Blackbird: How about we take this outside? *Blackbird runs over to the door and slices the locks causing the door to slide open. Blackbird runs out of it and Cheetor follows him, too enraged to think about Spider Striker and Catspaw.*
*Once they are outside, Cheetor jumps up and lands in front of Blackbird. He gives an evil grin for just a second, then tries to slash Blackbird's side. Blackbird counters, then strikes with a downward slash of his own. Cheetor blocks, then sweeps his legs under Blackbird's and trips him. Once Blackbird is down, Cheetor takes the blade and sticks it near Blackbird's throat.*
Cheetor: Well, that wasn't as much fun as I thought it would be.
Blackbird: See how fun this is! *Blackbird sweeps one of his legs and trips Cheetor enough so Blackbird can get up safely. Once he is up, he swings at a diagonal angle and slashes Cheetor in the stomach. Cheetor grabs the wound, but quickly recovers and tries to cut off Blackbird's head. Blackbird moves out of the way barely in time. He feels the heat of the blade as it passes across his face.*
Blackbird: Whew! Too close! *Blackbird moves back some more, trying to lure Cheetor further away from the prison room and into somewhere where he'd have an advantage. Blackbird ducks into a room and when he looks around, he notices he is in a storage room. Crates and peices of machinary lay everywhere.*
Blackbird: Not much, but at least I can work with this.
*Cheetor runs into the room, but doesn't spot Blackbird anywhere. He begins to look around, inspecting every corner.*
Cheetor: Come out old buddy. I just want to talk.
Blackbird: *overhead* Talk to this!
*With that, a piece of machinary comes crashing toward Cheetor. He jumps out of the way just in the nick of time as the piece hits the metal floor with a loud 'clank' sound.*
Cheetor: Nice move, but you gave yourself away. *Cheetor runs to the crate where the piece had come from, and jumps up on top of it. He searches for Blackbird, but still can't find him.*
Cheetor: COME OUT HERE, YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SLAG!!! *Suddenly, Blackbird drops from his hiding place and kicks Cheetor, knocking him off of the crate. Cheetor lands on his back, and before he can get up, another piece of machinary falls on top of him. Blackbird looks down at his one time friend.*
Blackbird: I'm sorry man. I'm so sorry. But now's not the time. I gotta go find Darkbird. *He jumps off the crate and leaves the room, determend to find Darkbird and end it.*
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