Transformers : Book 3 :
The Devil's Gambit
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Death's Head - I do not own Transformers. Takara, Marvel, Marvel UK, Sunbow Entertainment, DW Comics and all the rest own them. I only own a couple of the figures. Also, I do not own the Freelance Peacekeeping Agent, Death's Head. Marvel UK does.
The following are my own creations. I made them, they're mine. If you'd like to use them in one of your stories, just send me an email asking for permission to use them, as I'll most likely say you can. I just want to know which story they're going to be placed in.
The New Autobots I created : Outlaw, Valkyrie and Seraphim. The New Decepticons I created : Alpha Destroyer, Acousia, Tremble, Carnage, Blaze, Thraka, Tempest, Darkshayde, Hydrina, Vette and Roadkill.
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On Earth, near Perth in Western Australia :
Buried under King's park, in close proximity of the Western Australian captial. Scourge smiled as he watched the screen before him. His new master, Celestine, had demanded of him, more Decepticons for her to rule, and Scourge was happy to satisfy her hunger for troops. He leaned back in his chair and laughed.
"Those plans where perfect! I have no idea where Celestine got them from, and I don't care! Soon, the most evil and powerful Decepticon ever will be born, and no one, not even that psychotic scraplet, Galvatron will be able to stop him! HA HA HA HA HA!!!"
A femme voice spoke from behind him.
"Why is it, whenever I hear that laugh of yours, my audio receptors hiss."
Scourge turned in his chair and faced the speaker.
"Well, well, well Vette. I never thought you'd ever come into my lab."
The white and green femme walked into the room and leaned against a nearby console.
"Trust me, the only reason I'm here is so I don't get our leader annoyed."
Scourge nodded.
"And how are the other femmes coping?"
Vette shrugged.
"They're just staying away from the control room. Celestine is... how shall I say this.. insane."
Scourge chuckled.
"Some may call it insanity. I call it, true enlightenment."
Vette stared at him, optics narrowed.
"Sounds to me, you admire her."
Scourge nodded.
"Oh I do. You see, when Celestine first appeared on Cybertron, I was lying dormant aboard the Autobot's Ark as Thundercracker. She served under Lord Straxus, and very briefly under Shanix. Before her, 'subversion' into the Autobot ranks, she was a true leader. She helped create the Decepticon elite battle group, The Mayhems. Heh, I've read all the files I could get my hands on, in regards to Celestine, and let me tell you something." He leaned forward in his chair, shadows being cast over his face, so only his optics glowed "She is truly dangerous, evil and deadly. And I like that!"
Vette studied the former tracker before her.
"Scourge, you are truly insane. When Unicron reformatted you, I don't think he did a thorough job, and he let your CPU suffer."
With that said, Vette turned and left the lab. Scourge watched her go, before throwing his head back and laughing.
"Insane? INSANE? Me? HAH! What you call insanity my dear, I call genius!"
As Scourge continued his laughter, outside the lab, Vette looked at Cyclonus.
"This is bad Cyclonus. We should never of left the others."
The purple Decepticon nodded.
"Agreed. Still we have to be careful. With the defection of Triggerhappy to the Autobots, and of our subsequent, abandonment of Galvatron, the two of us had best remain on our guard."
Vette nodded.
"All of the other femmes here agree with you. Heh, even Roadkill."
Cyclonus looked at her.
"Speaking of Roadkill, where is she? I haven't seen her for some time."
Vette sighed.
"Knowing Roadkill, and where we are currently located, I'd say she's out having... 'fun'."
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Along a quiet stretch of highway :
Constable Wayne Jefferson sighed as he leaned back in the seat of his patrol car, his partner, Constable Julian Stark, stifled a yawn.
"This is boring. Why do we have to do this?"
Wayne looked at him.
"Look, what time of year is it?"
Julian rolled his eyes.
"I know it's christmas and we have to be on patrol, but come on. This is what the damned booze buses do! We're supposed to out hunting for criminals not testing people's breath!"
Wayne was about to respond, when he heard the sound of a car, screeching, and then an explosion. He looked out his window, and saw a grey and black Trans-AM roaring up the highway, slamming other cars either off the road, or into other cars.
"Oh great! Julian strap yourself in, we've got ourselves a live one!"
No sooner had Julian strapped his seatbelt tight around him, the Trans-AM roared past them, and Wayne had turned the sirens and horn on and roared out after the offender.
The Trans-AM knew how to drive and kept increasing it's speed, but slowing down, just within sight of the two police officers. The police chase vehicle, accelerated, ducking between other passing cars, in a vain attempt to keep up with the offender. Julian grabbed the mike.
"This is car 444, in high speed pursuit with grey and black Trans-AM. No license plate. Already mulitple car crashes. Send emergency vehicles to the intersection of Tonkin Highway and Morley Drive. Request immediate roadblock to be set up."
Wayne hissed as he spun the wheel.
"I have no idea who this clown thinks he is, but when I get my hands on him..."
Julian just nodded, and looked at the approaching roadsign. He almost dropped the mike.
"Wayne... we're heading towards the domestic airport!"
Wayne grabbed the mike.
"Attention! Offender has taken the off ramp and is heading towards the domestic airport. We are still in pursuit. Where is our backup!"
The response was prompt.
"Five units already at terminal with additional backup enroute. Helicopter Sky One available for assistance and is enroute to your exact position."
Julian looked out his window and saw Sky One swoop down out of the clouds. He smiled.
"Looks like our friend in the sky is already here."
Wayne nodded.
"Good. Control, patch me through to Sky One."
Inside the police helicopter, pilot Anthony Montgomery, brought his chopper over car 444.
"This car 444 to Sky One. Tell me what you can see ahead."
Anthony thumbed the mike.
"The road ahead has been cleared. Straight empty stretch all the way to the main force."
Wayne smiled.
"We got him."
Just then, the Trans-AM increased it's speed as the roadblock approached. The car somehow managed to jump over the roadblock and land easily. It continued on it's mad race towards the terminal. Julian, with wide eyes, gasped.
"I don't believe it! It jumped our roadblock. What is that thing, KITT from Knight Rider?"
Wayne blinked twice.
"Dunno. But we've got to stop it, somehow."
The police roadblock dispersed and as car 444 passed by, they joined in the pursuit. Driving around the carpark, the Trans-Am accelerated and drove right through the doors of the terminal, glass going everywhere and people running for their lives.
The police rulled up outside the terminal, and Wayne leaped out of his vehicle, running into the terminal. Julian came up behind him and both officers drew their revolvers as they approached the the Trans-AM.
"Alright! You in the car! Come up with your hands up! NOW!"
The other police officers were clearing out the terminal, or covering Wayne, as he stepped towards the car, and opened the driver's door. He blinked twice and looked inside the car. No one was inside.
"What the hell?"
Julian had walked around to the side of the car, and noticed the purple emblem on the hood.
"Wayne! Come here."
Wayne turned and looked at him.
"Julian, there's no driver!"
Julian thought quickly.
"Oh my god. I know what this emblem is, I've seen it on TV. We've got to get out of here!"
Wayne looked at his partner, curiosity on his face.
"Why? It's just a car."
Before Julian could respond, the car spoke in a metallic female voice.
"I'm not just a car fleshling. What I am, is your destruction!"
Both police officers turned and looked at the car, as it appeared to fall apart. Arms grew from it's sides as it stretched, legs appearing from underneath and to it's read. Wayne and Julian ran out of the terminal, screaming to their fellow officers.
"GET OUT OF HERE! IT'S A TRANSFORMER!!"
The top of the terminal exploded as Roadkill finished her transformation cycle. She smiled as she looked at the humans.
"Pathetic flesh creatures! Can't you see I'm invincible?"
Roadkill drew her wave distortion sword and slashed at one of the airplanes parked nearby. The sword cut through the fuselage, causing the plane to explode in a fireball. As the Decepticon laughed, in Sky One, Anthony screamed over his mike.
"CONTROL, WE'RE GOT A SERIOUS PROBLEM HERE! WE NEED THE ARMY OR AIR FORCE NOW!!"
The call had already been made, and at the RAAF air force base in Pearce, four visiting F-111's, had been refueled, fully loaded and already in the air, heading towards the airport, as fast as their turbines could propel them.
However, Sky One had flown too close, and Roadkil, with her electro scrambler rifle, fired at the helicopter. The circuitry disrupted and power lost, the helicopter fell to the ground, exploding in a fireball. An incoming flight, had landed on the tarmac. The pilot saw what was happening and groaned.
"Not again. We're getting out of here!"
Roadkill turned and saw the plane, a smile crossed her face as she reached out and grasped the jet, lifting it into the air.
"So, you want to fly do you? Well, let me give you a hand!"
Holding the the jet like a spear, she threw it into the sky. She smiled as she saw the wings tear off, from the windshear and the fuselage tumbled through the sky.
"Heh, heh, heh, I love my job!"
She turned and kicked another plane accross the tarmac.
Meanwhile the fuselage was coming out from it's ascent, and falling rapidly to the ground. The passengers screaming in terror and fear, thinking their lives were at an end. However, the plane never hit the ground. The pilot looked through the broken window and saw a blue robot there, holding the plane, this one with a red emblem on it's chest.
"A...Autobots.."
The Autobot lowered the plane to the ground and looked at one of his companions.
"Ratchet, stay here and keep an eye on them, until the humans medical teams arrive. The rest of you, come with me."
Ratchet nodded.
"Good luck Hot Spot. Remember, you and your fellow Protectobots need to be careful, you're new bodies haven't been fully battle tested yet."
Streetwise nodded.
"Don't worry Ratchet. Now we can field test them."
Hot Spot turned.
"Protectobots! Transform and roll out!"
Hot Spot transformed into his blue fire engine form, as the others followed suite. Streetwise into a sports police car, Groove into a police motorcycle, First Aid into an ambulance and Blades into a helicopter. The five Autobots sped towards the airport, as did five objects above them.
Seven jets, four of them blue flying hovercraft type aircraft, flew in formation, each one bearing a Decepticon emblem. Inside the lead purple jet, Vette looked down.
"Seems we have some company Cyclonus. Autobots."
The purple jet's response was in a growl.
"Autobots! We don't need this. If Celestine finds out, she'll send that new contraption she has Scourge working on, out here."
Vette pressed a button and spoke to the Sweeps.
"Sweeps 14, 15, 16 and 17. Descend and destroy the Autobots!"
Sweep 14 responded in a monotone voice.
"Sweep 14 hears, and obeys."
The four Sweeps turned and flew down towards the Protectobots, weapons blazing. Blades snarled as he dodged the incoming fire.
"Dammit Hot Spot! This is ridiculous! I say we take these creeps down, then go after the others!"
Hot Spot's response was instant.
"No, we leave them for the remaining Aerialbots to deal with. We have to get to the airport and take down the Decepticon there."
High above the Sweeps, three Autobot jets banked hard in the sky and dived towards the Sweeps. Fireflight, Skydive and Slingshot flew straight for the Decepticon clones.
"You know, Air Raid would sure miss this!"
Skydive chuckled as he fired his cannons, catching a Sweep unawares, causing it to slam into the ground, exploding.
"Yeah, but he and Silverbolt had to go with Rodimus and the others. Oh well, more fun for the three of us!"
The Aerialbots flew after their targets, just as the Protectobots pulled up to the airport and transformed. Standing in the ruins of the airport, Roadkill faced them, her rifle in one hand and sword in the other.
"Ahh, now this is more like it! I've been wondering when you Autoclowns were going to show. Looks like my little calling card here, worked!"
Hot Spot raised his rifle.
"Cease and desist Decepticon. You're outnumbered and outgunned, don't make this hard on yourself."
Roadkill laughed insanely.
"Surrender to the likes of you? HAH! I don't think so Autobum!"
As she said that, Tempest and Darkshayde dove out of the sky, weapons blazing. Darkshayde's bomb bay opened and Hydrina fell towards the ground, her weapon blasting.
In the air, Vette looked over her shoulder and saw four small shapes fast approaching.
"Looks like we have some company. Human jets."
Cyclonus responded.
"Vette, this is were we part. Get down there with your fellow femmes and keep those Autobots busy. I'll take care of these fleshlings."
Vette nodded and as Cyclonus banked hard to the left, she leaped from the cockpit, falling towards the Protectobot called First Aid. She tackled him hard, sending the reborn medic, into the ground face first.
"Hello Autobot! Enjoy your nap!"
In the sky, Cyclonus flew straight towards the F111's, Nightstick in his gun mode locked onto the lead fighter.
"I'm ready Cyclonus!"
"Fire!"
The beam of energy fired from Nightstick, tore through the cockpit and out the back of the jet. The jet exploded in mid air, and before the other fighters could get their bearing, Cyclonus had destroyed another. The two remaining fighters split off, one heading towards the airport, the other towards the Decepticon. Cyclonus transformed into robot mode and crushed the cockpit instantly. He threw the fighter's remains onto the ground, smiling as the figher slammed into a bus, both vehicles exploding and damaging other vehicles around them. The flames and smoke drifted up into the air and Cyclonus revelled in the feeling.
"THIS is what it means to be a Decepticon!"
Nightstick chuckled.
"Seems I made the right choice to bond with you Cyclonus. Now howabout we head back to where Vette and the others are? I want to destroy me an Autobot!"
Cyclonus smiled.
"Nightstick, for a fleshling, you remind me a lot of me."
The purple Decepticon flew back towards the Airport, where the Decepticon femmes were fighting the Protectobots.
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Back in Scourge's lab :
"Is he finished Scourge?"
Scourge looked at his leader and grinned evilly.
"Of course he is. He's fully charged and ready to go."
Celestine smiled.
"Excellent Scourge. Continue to serve me well, and you'll be suitably rewarded." she looked at the dark robot, and smiled "No longer do I need Outlaw, when I now have a mech, whose heart is as dark as mine. Wake him and let's take him with us. We need to test him."
Scourge nodded.
"By your command."
Celestine looked at the robot as it's optics glowed red.
"Heh, heh, heh, come dark one. It is time for you to have some fun."
The dark Decepticon looked at her.
".....Fun...."
Celestine's smile grew.
"Yes, fun."
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Back at the airport :
Slingshot ducked behind the ruin airplane hanger and fired his blaster at the hovercraft. The hovercraft transformed and levelled her sonic disruptor rifle at him.
"Sorry Autobot, but you're going to have to die now. Don't take this personnally."
Slingshot's optics grew wide as the cannon fired. He only just managed to leap into the air, transforming and soaring skywards.
"Don't take this personnally? Oh, no. I won't take you trying to kill me personnally! Why would I ever do a stupid thing like that!"
Groove had checked on First Aid, as Streetwise and Vette fought.
"First Aid? How do you feel?"
The medic groaned.
"How do you think I feel? I got crushed when Bruticus stepped on me, and now I've had my face smashed into the road." he shook his head "I need a change in my job discription."
Groove chuckled and was about to respond, when he heard the sound of an approaching jet. Both he and the medic looked up and saw the last human jet, fly straight towards the Deceptcions. Groove hissed.
"What is that pilot thinking?"
The F111, locked all of it's remaining ordinance onto the grey and black Decepticon, and launched it. The weaponry, enough to level a skyscraper, did nothing to the evil Decepticon, who laughed.
"Stupid! STUPID, STUPID, STUPID!!"
She smiled as she saw a F117 Nighthawk appear behind the jet, transform and tear it to pieces. The jet transformed into the femme called Darkshayde, who landed next to Roadkill.
"Now this is fun Roadie. I'm thoroughly enjoying myself."
Before Roadkill could respond, Hot Spot spoke.
"Enough! Decepticons, it is time you faced..."
With that Hot Spot began his second transformation, into the torso and head of a gestalt. Blades and Streetwise transformed into right and left arms respectively. First Aid and Groove transformed into the Left and Right legs. All five body parts merged together to form Defensor. The Decepticon femmes looked up at the gestalt, and backed away slowly. However, Vette smiled as she saw Cyclonus, who had transformed back into his jet mode and was flying straight at the gestalt. She raised her weapon.
"Decepticons! FIRE!"
The five femmes opened fire with their weapons on Defensor, as did Cyclonus. However, Defensor had managed to raise his barrier shield around himself and the humans still there. Cyclonus circled above the scene.
"Decepticons, retreat!"
Roadkill snarled.
"Retreat? Now? We can destroy these Autobots and be done with them!"
Vette grabbed the grey and black femme by the shoulder.
"Cyclonus is our superior. He says we go, we go."
Roadkill grumbled, as she leaped into the air. The other femmes did as well and flew away from the destroyed airport.
Defensor watched them go, and then seperated into his individual Autobots. Ratchet came rolling up and transformed. He whistled as he saw the damage.
"Whew, this place is a mess. Reminds me of the time Wheeljack and myself created the Dinobots and whatthey did aboard the Ark." He paused "Dinobots... That gives me an idea."
Hot Spot looked at one of the humans.
"I'm sorry for not getting here in time to deal with the Decepticons. We shall assist in your search for survivors."
The human, Wayne Jefferson nodded.
"Thanks. Any help you can offer, would greatly be appreciated."
Fireflight looked at his fellow Aerialbots, Skydive and Slingshot.
"We'll leave the Protectobots and Ratchet to sort this out. We'll go after those Decepticons instead."
Slingshot nodded.
"Good idea. As it is, we're faster than those Decepti-bozos. We'll fly rings around them!"
Skydive frowned.
"I think we should keep our distance though." he looked into the sky "Come on, or we'll loose them!"
The three Autobots transformed and flew after Cyclonus and the femmes with him. Ratchet watched them go, and faced Hot Spot.
"They'll be alright. They've had recent upgrades to all of their systems, in particular their engines and defense systems."
Hot Spot sighed.
"Still, we could've used their help here. Doesn't matter now anyways."
The blue Autobot turned and lifted up a piece of broken masonry away. Ratchet sighed and assisted the others. As the Protectobots and Ratchet helped search, on the nearby island of Rottnest, located offshore from the port of Fremantle, three Decepticons were destroying the island. Scourge and Celestine watched as the new addition to their force blasted the ferries and buildings on the isle.
"Scourge, I'm impressed. Very impressed."
Scourge smiled.
"I thought you would be. He is the most powerful Decepticon ever. He could even give Galvatron a hard time, and still win!"
Celestine smiled as the dark Decepticon lifted one of the ferries out of the water and threw it at the lighthouse on the isle. The ferry exploded and the blast took a chunk out of the isle. It was then, Celestine saw Cyclonus and the femmes dive towards the isle and land. She looked at Cyclonus coldly.
"And what do you think you're doing here Cyclonus?"
Cyclonus looked at her.
"Just having a little flight. No harm in that, is there?"
Before Celestine could respond, Tempest saw something and spoke.
"We're being followed. Three Autobots."
Celestine smiled.
"More guinea pigs for my new warrior." she looked at the tall, dark Decepticon "Darkheart, head to the mainland and have fun."
The newly named Darkheart nodded and leaped into the air, flying towards the port of Fremantle. The three Autobots saw the Decepticon, and Skydive nearly fell from the sky.
"Look at how big that guy is! He's huge!"
Slingshot chuckled.
"You know that old earth saying, 'The bigger they are, the harder they fall'. We'll blast him out of the sky!"
Firefight had calculated the Decepticon's landing point and engaged his afterbuners. The other two, startled by his burst of speed, did the same. Celestine smiled as she saw the three Autobots swoop after Darkheart.
"Decepticons, let's follow and enjoy the upcoming show."
Celestine and the Decepticons with her, leaped into the air and flew after Darkheart and the Autobots, at a slow pace.
In Fremantle, one of the biggest attractions there, the E-Shed markets, was open for business. The people used to seeing the outlandish and extraordinary. However, they weren't prepared for Darkheart. The dark Decepticon landed on the market building, destroying it completely. He turned and faced the incoming Autobots. He looked at his weapons, and then prepared himself. He'd destroy these Autobots with his hands, not weapons.
Firefight flew straight at the Decepticon, his weapons firing. The missiles and cannonfire exploded all around Darkheart, but he didn't move. He stood his ground and waited. Firefight kept to his course, but at the last moment, veered to the left. Darkheart made his move and grabbed Firefight from the sky. He turned and hurled the Aerialbot at his two comrades, who veered away. Firefight managed to transform just before he spashed into the ocean.
"Damn, this guy is tough."
Celestine spoke from behind him.
"Tougher than you Autobot."
Firefight turned and was blasted by the combined firepower of Celestine, Scourge and Cyclonus. The Autobot was flung into numerous cargo ships and crashed into the docks. He tried to move, but his systems lost power. He slumped where he lay, and didn't move.
Skydive and Slingshot transformed and landed nearby. Skydive swallowed as he saw the Decepticon approach them.
"I'm contacting Hot Spot and the others. We're gonna need help."
Before Slingshot could respond, Darkheart had grabbed him by the throat, lifted him in the air and chokeslammed him into the ground. The dark Decepticon then stomped on the Aerialbot's back, twice. Slingshot didn't move afterwards.
Skydive backed away slowly. His sensors told him more Decepticons were in the area, but Hot Spot and the others were fast approaching. However, he didn't think he was still going to be standing, much less functioning when they arrive.
Darkheart looked at Skydive, evil intent glowing in his red optics.
"You... Die..."
Skydive swallowed.
"I should've just stayed in my recharge bed today, and not gotten up!"
As Darkheart lunged, Skydive leaped to the side. The Autobot watched as the Decepticon crashed into one of the many warehouses, lining the docks. Skydive saw the humans scurrying away, and knew he had to take this fight somewhere less cluttered. He transformed and flew into the air, taunting Darkheart.
"Come on tall, dark and gruseome! Catch me if you can!"
Darkheart growled as he stood and watched the Autobot.
"I.... You.... DESTROY!!!"
Darkheart transformed into his vehicle mode, a truck trailer eerily reminescent of the triplechanger, Octane's vehicle form, and roared after Skydive. The dark truck smashed into human vehicles, and drove through buildings, in his attempt to catch the Autobot. Celestine smiled as she watched this, pleased with what she was seeing. Scourge on the otherhand, was beside himself with glee. Cyclonus and the femmes looked at each other, worry on their faces.
"My Decepticons, transform and follow!"
Celestine transformed into jet mode and flew after Darkheart, Scourge and the other jets following suit. Cyclonus and Vette looked at each other, then he transformed into jet mode, Vette inside the cockpit.
"This is getting dangerous Cyclonus, real dangerous."
Cyclonus's response echoed her own.
"I know Vette. However, there is nothing we can do. All we do now, is watch, wait and survive."
"And then?"
His next response made Vette think.
"We rejoin Galvatron."
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Elsewhere :
Hot Spot, his Protectobots and Ratchet were waiting near the shopping centre in the suburb of Booragoon. The entire suburb and surrounding areas had been evacuated, police maintaining roadblocks around the whole area. Ratchet looked at Hot Spot.
"Hot Spot, according to what Skydive told us, Slingshot and Firefight need urgent medical attention. We should get out to where they are."
Hot Spot shook his head.
"Negative Ratchet. If we move from our present location, then Skydive is a goner and so are the humans here." he looked at Ratchet "Do you have any idea of how many humans lost their lives at the airport?"
Ratchet nodded slowly. From what his own sensors had detected, over five thousand died at the airport, most of them when Roadkill transformed within the terminal itself and when she destroyed numerous planes. He hoped, that the report from Skydive, about the amount of damage in the port, wasn't as bad as it sounded.
Groove walked up to the two.
"Just got a communication burst from Mirage. Siren, Nightbeat, Hosehead, Landfill, Scoop and Quickmix are enroute with himself and Skids. They should be here within eight earth minutes."
Hot Spot nodded.
"Good. Hopefully they should be enough to stop this Decepticon Skydive was talking about."
In his helicopter form, hovering above the shopping complex, Blades called to them.
"Guys, I can see Skydive now and..." Blades started to move forward "He's been hit! I'm going out to help!"
Hot Spot shouted.
"NEGATIVE BLADES! RETURN TO YOUR ASSIGNED POSITION!"
Blades stopped, shaking with anger.
"But Hot Spot....!"
Ratchet pointed.
"Look!"
Skydive took numerous hits to his underbelly and fell towards his fellow Autobots, transforming into robot mode. Streetwise leaped into the air and caught the Aerialbot before he hit the ground.
"I got ya buddy!"
As the two landed, Skydive looked at his friend, pain in his optics.
"Th...thanks.... Stree...ise..."
Streetwise looked over at Hot Spot.
"He's pretty bad."
First Aid looked at Hot Spot.
"Perhaps Defensor should be formed, with his barrier..."
Groove cried out.
"TOO LATE!!"
Darkheart slammed through a group of houses and collided with Groove, sending the Protectobot flying into Blades, both Protectobots crashing into a nearby house, crushing it completely.
The truck stopped and transformed into robot form. He turned his optics onto the Autobots gathered in front of him. Ratchet looked and saw a group of Decepticons, hovering in the air about a mile away.
"This does not bode well." he turned and leaped away, as Streetwise was hurled right at him. The medic gasped as he crept to his knees "This Decepticon is way too much for us to handle. If only the Dinobots were here."
Darkheart and Hot Spot were grappling each other. The Decepticon glaring death at Hot Spot. The Autobot glaring angrily at Darkheart.
"You.... will... die.... Autobot..."
Hot Spot grimaced.
"If so, I'll take you with me!"
First Aid had managed to conduct field repairs onto Skydive, with Ratchet's assistance. The Aerialbot stood, shakily.
"My thanks. I'm going to take that Decepticon apart!"
He charged into Darkheart from behind, and was rewarded with a backhand hit accross the face, breaking his lower jaw from his mouth. Hot Spot grasped the Decepticon around the throat and squeezed.
"Damn you Decepticon! No more! No more will be hurt or die by your hands!"
Darkheart pried Hot Spot's hands away from his throat and smashed his head into Hot Spot's face. The Protectobot leader staggered away, as Darkheart watched him, evil glowing in his optics. He was about to attack Hot Spot, when a blast of cannon fire collided with him, sending him reeling.
Celestine snarled.
"An Autobot shuttle! The only way they can attack is with that! COWARDS!"
Scourge shrugged.
"So? It will matter not. Darkheart will easily destroy the shuttle and..."
Cyclonus interrupted his friend.
"Celestine, I think you have tested our 'friend' enough for today. The more exposure he has, the more likely the Autobots will find a way to defeat him."
Vette added.
"And if your new warrior was to be defeated, what will happen when Galvatron arrives?"
Celestine nodded.
"I suppose you're right." she looked at Scourge "Issue the retreat."
Scourge bowed.
"Of course." he pressed a button on his wrist "Darkheart, time to retreat."
As the shuttle landed, and the Autobots aboard exited, Darkheart growled.
"Affirmative."
Darkheart leaped into the air and followed the other Decepticons as they retreated. Mirage walked towards Hot Spot and Ratchet.
"It would appear we got here just in time."
Ratchet nodded.
"Mirage, we need help. Slingshot and Firefight are at the port, and are in critical condition. Streetwise and Groove need repairs as does Blades."
Mirage looked at the wrecked house and area.
"Man, this is bad. Who was that Decepticon?"
Hot Spot stood on his feet.
"Trouble Mirage. He is trouble and evil incarnate." he looked at Ratchet and Mirage "We need to alert Rodimus and have him return with troops immediately. That Decepticon is dangerous and I suspect so is his leader."
Ratchet sighed.
"It's times like these, I wish we were never reactivated, when the Ark crashed here, so long ago."
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Death's Head - This is going to be the last update for awhile, at least until after New Years. I've got other works I've delayed because I've been concentrating more on this story as well as my three Dynasty Warriors stories. This chapter was to introduce the Decepticon femmes in more detail, as well as a new Decepticon warrior of Celestine's, who was created by a faithful reviewer.
****NOTICE : DARKHEART belongs to Tariq. Darkheart's vehicle form is that of Scourge from Transformers : Robots in Disguise. Darkheart is being used in this story, with Tariq's permission.****
Also, I set this part in my locality. Yes, I live in Perth (Well eight kilometers away from Perth.) and I wanted to add something 'personal' into this story. I don't know why, but this chapter feels like it has a more darker feel to it, because of what happened in it. Anywayz, please let me know what you think. R&R please.
The Devil's Gambit
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Death's Head - I do not own Transformers. Takara, Marvel, Marvel UK, Sunbow Entertainment, DW Comics and all the rest own them. I only own a couple of the figures. Also, I do not own the Freelance Peacekeeping Agent, Death's Head. Marvel UK does.
The following are my own creations. I made them, they're mine. If you'd like to use them in one of your stories, just send me an email asking for permission to use them, as I'll most likely say you can. I just want to know which story they're going to be placed in.
The New Autobots I created : Outlaw, Valkyrie and Seraphim. The New Decepticons I created : Alpha Destroyer, Acousia, Tremble, Carnage, Blaze, Thraka, Tempest, Darkshayde, Hydrina, Vette and Roadkill.
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On Earth, near Perth in Western Australia :
Buried under King's park, in close proximity of the Western Australian captial. Scourge smiled as he watched the screen before him. His new master, Celestine, had demanded of him, more Decepticons for her to rule, and Scourge was happy to satisfy her hunger for troops. He leaned back in his chair and laughed.
"Those plans where perfect! I have no idea where Celestine got them from, and I don't care! Soon, the most evil and powerful Decepticon ever will be born, and no one, not even that psychotic scraplet, Galvatron will be able to stop him! HA HA HA HA HA!!!"
A femme voice spoke from behind him.
"Why is it, whenever I hear that laugh of yours, my audio receptors hiss."
Scourge turned in his chair and faced the speaker.
"Well, well, well Vette. I never thought you'd ever come into my lab."
The white and green femme walked into the room and leaned against a nearby console.
"Trust me, the only reason I'm here is so I don't get our leader annoyed."
Scourge nodded.
"And how are the other femmes coping?"
Vette shrugged.
"They're just staying away from the control room. Celestine is... how shall I say this.. insane."
Scourge chuckled.
"Some may call it insanity. I call it, true enlightenment."
Vette stared at him, optics narrowed.
"Sounds to me, you admire her."
Scourge nodded.
"Oh I do. You see, when Celestine first appeared on Cybertron, I was lying dormant aboard the Autobot's Ark as Thundercracker. She served under Lord Straxus, and very briefly under Shanix. Before her, 'subversion' into the Autobot ranks, she was a true leader. She helped create the Decepticon elite battle group, The Mayhems. Heh, I've read all the files I could get my hands on, in regards to Celestine, and let me tell you something." He leaned forward in his chair, shadows being cast over his face, so only his optics glowed "She is truly dangerous, evil and deadly. And I like that!"
Vette studied the former tracker before her.
"Scourge, you are truly insane. When Unicron reformatted you, I don't think he did a thorough job, and he let your CPU suffer."
With that said, Vette turned and left the lab. Scourge watched her go, before throwing his head back and laughing.
"Insane? INSANE? Me? HAH! What you call insanity my dear, I call genius!"
As Scourge continued his laughter, outside the lab, Vette looked at Cyclonus.
"This is bad Cyclonus. We should never of left the others."
The purple Decepticon nodded.
"Agreed. Still we have to be careful. With the defection of Triggerhappy to the Autobots, and of our subsequent, abandonment of Galvatron, the two of us had best remain on our guard."
Vette nodded.
"All of the other femmes here agree with you. Heh, even Roadkill."
Cyclonus looked at her.
"Speaking of Roadkill, where is she? I haven't seen her for some time."
Vette sighed.
"Knowing Roadkill, and where we are currently located, I'd say she's out having... 'fun'."
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Along a quiet stretch of highway :
Constable Wayne Jefferson sighed as he leaned back in the seat of his patrol car, his partner, Constable Julian Stark, stifled a yawn.
"This is boring. Why do we have to do this?"
Wayne looked at him.
"Look, what time of year is it?"
Julian rolled his eyes.
"I know it's christmas and we have to be on patrol, but come on. This is what the damned booze buses do! We're supposed to out hunting for criminals not testing people's breath!"
Wayne was about to respond, when he heard the sound of a car, screeching, and then an explosion. He looked out his window, and saw a grey and black Trans-AM roaring up the highway, slamming other cars either off the road, or into other cars.
"Oh great! Julian strap yourself in, we've got ourselves a live one!"
No sooner had Julian strapped his seatbelt tight around him, the Trans-AM roared past them, and Wayne had turned the sirens and horn on and roared out after the offender.
The Trans-AM knew how to drive and kept increasing it's speed, but slowing down, just within sight of the two police officers. The police chase vehicle, accelerated, ducking between other passing cars, in a vain attempt to keep up with the offender. Julian grabbed the mike.
"This is car 444, in high speed pursuit with grey and black Trans-AM. No license plate. Already mulitple car crashes. Send emergency vehicles to the intersection of Tonkin Highway and Morley Drive. Request immediate roadblock to be set up."
Wayne hissed as he spun the wheel.
"I have no idea who this clown thinks he is, but when I get my hands on him..."
Julian just nodded, and looked at the approaching roadsign. He almost dropped the mike.
"Wayne... we're heading towards the domestic airport!"
Wayne grabbed the mike.
"Attention! Offender has taken the off ramp and is heading towards the domestic airport. We are still in pursuit. Where is our backup!"
The response was prompt.
"Five units already at terminal with additional backup enroute. Helicopter Sky One available for assistance and is enroute to your exact position."
Julian looked out his window and saw Sky One swoop down out of the clouds. He smiled.
"Looks like our friend in the sky is already here."
Wayne nodded.
"Good. Control, patch me through to Sky One."
Inside the police helicopter, pilot Anthony Montgomery, brought his chopper over car 444.
"This car 444 to Sky One. Tell me what you can see ahead."
Anthony thumbed the mike.
"The road ahead has been cleared. Straight empty stretch all the way to the main force."
Wayne smiled.
"We got him."
Just then, the Trans-AM increased it's speed as the roadblock approached. The car somehow managed to jump over the roadblock and land easily. It continued on it's mad race towards the terminal. Julian, with wide eyes, gasped.
"I don't believe it! It jumped our roadblock. What is that thing, KITT from Knight Rider?"
Wayne blinked twice.
"Dunno. But we've got to stop it, somehow."
The police roadblock dispersed and as car 444 passed by, they joined in the pursuit. Driving around the carpark, the Trans-Am accelerated and drove right through the doors of the terminal, glass going everywhere and people running for their lives.
The police rulled up outside the terminal, and Wayne leaped out of his vehicle, running into the terminal. Julian came up behind him and both officers drew their revolvers as they approached the the Trans-AM.
"Alright! You in the car! Come up with your hands up! NOW!"
The other police officers were clearing out the terminal, or covering Wayne, as he stepped towards the car, and opened the driver's door. He blinked twice and looked inside the car. No one was inside.
"What the hell?"
Julian had walked around to the side of the car, and noticed the purple emblem on the hood.
"Wayne! Come here."
Wayne turned and looked at him.
"Julian, there's no driver!"
Julian thought quickly.
"Oh my god. I know what this emblem is, I've seen it on TV. We've got to get out of here!"
Wayne looked at his partner, curiosity on his face.
"Why? It's just a car."
Before Julian could respond, the car spoke in a metallic female voice.
"I'm not just a car fleshling. What I am, is your destruction!"
Both police officers turned and looked at the car, as it appeared to fall apart. Arms grew from it's sides as it stretched, legs appearing from underneath and to it's read. Wayne and Julian ran out of the terminal, screaming to their fellow officers.
"GET OUT OF HERE! IT'S A TRANSFORMER!!"
The top of the terminal exploded as Roadkill finished her transformation cycle. She smiled as she looked at the humans.
"Pathetic flesh creatures! Can't you see I'm invincible?"
Roadkill drew her wave distortion sword and slashed at one of the airplanes parked nearby. The sword cut through the fuselage, causing the plane to explode in a fireball. As the Decepticon laughed, in Sky One, Anthony screamed over his mike.
"CONTROL, WE'RE GOT A SERIOUS PROBLEM HERE! WE NEED THE ARMY OR AIR FORCE NOW!!"
The call had already been made, and at the RAAF air force base in Pearce, four visiting F-111's, had been refueled, fully loaded and already in the air, heading towards the airport, as fast as their turbines could propel them.
However, Sky One had flown too close, and Roadkil, with her electro scrambler rifle, fired at the helicopter. The circuitry disrupted and power lost, the helicopter fell to the ground, exploding in a fireball. An incoming flight, had landed on the tarmac. The pilot saw what was happening and groaned.
"Not again. We're getting out of here!"
Roadkill turned and saw the plane, a smile crossed her face as she reached out and grasped the jet, lifting it into the air.
"So, you want to fly do you? Well, let me give you a hand!"
Holding the the jet like a spear, she threw it into the sky. She smiled as she saw the wings tear off, from the windshear and the fuselage tumbled through the sky.
"Heh, heh, heh, I love my job!"
She turned and kicked another plane accross the tarmac.
Meanwhile the fuselage was coming out from it's ascent, and falling rapidly to the ground. The passengers screaming in terror and fear, thinking their lives were at an end. However, the plane never hit the ground. The pilot looked through the broken window and saw a blue robot there, holding the plane, this one with a red emblem on it's chest.
"A...Autobots.."
The Autobot lowered the plane to the ground and looked at one of his companions.
"Ratchet, stay here and keep an eye on them, until the humans medical teams arrive. The rest of you, come with me."
Ratchet nodded.
"Good luck Hot Spot. Remember, you and your fellow Protectobots need to be careful, you're new bodies haven't been fully battle tested yet."
Streetwise nodded.
"Don't worry Ratchet. Now we can field test them."
Hot Spot turned.
"Protectobots! Transform and roll out!"
Hot Spot transformed into his blue fire engine form, as the others followed suite. Streetwise into a sports police car, Groove into a police motorcycle, First Aid into an ambulance and Blades into a helicopter. The five Autobots sped towards the airport, as did five objects above them.
Seven jets, four of them blue flying hovercraft type aircraft, flew in formation, each one bearing a Decepticon emblem. Inside the lead purple jet, Vette looked down.
"Seems we have some company Cyclonus. Autobots."
The purple jet's response was in a growl.
"Autobots! We don't need this. If Celestine finds out, she'll send that new contraption she has Scourge working on, out here."
Vette pressed a button and spoke to the Sweeps.
"Sweeps 14, 15, 16 and 17. Descend and destroy the Autobots!"
Sweep 14 responded in a monotone voice.
"Sweep 14 hears, and obeys."
The four Sweeps turned and flew down towards the Protectobots, weapons blazing. Blades snarled as he dodged the incoming fire.
"Dammit Hot Spot! This is ridiculous! I say we take these creeps down, then go after the others!"
Hot Spot's response was instant.
"No, we leave them for the remaining Aerialbots to deal with. We have to get to the airport and take down the Decepticon there."
High above the Sweeps, three Autobot jets banked hard in the sky and dived towards the Sweeps. Fireflight, Skydive and Slingshot flew straight for the Decepticon clones.
"You know, Air Raid would sure miss this!"
Skydive chuckled as he fired his cannons, catching a Sweep unawares, causing it to slam into the ground, exploding.
"Yeah, but he and Silverbolt had to go with Rodimus and the others. Oh well, more fun for the three of us!"
The Aerialbots flew after their targets, just as the Protectobots pulled up to the airport and transformed. Standing in the ruins of the airport, Roadkill faced them, her rifle in one hand and sword in the other.
"Ahh, now this is more like it! I've been wondering when you Autoclowns were going to show. Looks like my little calling card here, worked!"
Hot Spot raised his rifle.
"Cease and desist Decepticon. You're outnumbered and outgunned, don't make this hard on yourself."
Roadkill laughed insanely.
"Surrender to the likes of you? HAH! I don't think so Autobum!"
As she said that, Tempest and Darkshayde dove out of the sky, weapons blazing. Darkshayde's bomb bay opened and Hydrina fell towards the ground, her weapon blasting.
In the air, Vette looked over her shoulder and saw four small shapes fast approaching.
"Looks like we have some company. Human jets."
Cyclonus responded.
"Vette, this is were we part. Get down there with your fellow femmes and keep those Autobots busy. I'll take care of these fleshlings."
Vette nodded and as Cyclonus banked hard to the left, she leaped from the cockpit, falling towards the Protectobot called First Aid. She tackled him hard, sending the reborn medic, into the ground face first.
"Hello Autobot! Enjoy your nap!"
In the sky, Cyclonus flew straight towards the F111's, Nightstick in his gun mode locked onto the lead fighter.
"I'm ready Cyclonus!"
"Fire!"
The beam of energy fired from Nightstick, tore through the cockpit and out the back of the jet. The jet exploded in mid air, and before the other fighters could get their bearing, Cyclonus had destroyed another. The two remaining fighters split off, one heading towards the airport, the other towards the Decepticon. Cyclonus transformed into robot mode and crushed the cockpit instantly. He threw the fighter's remains onto the ground, smiling as the figher slammed into a bus, both vehicles exploding and damaging other vehicles around them. The flames and smoke drifted up into the air and Cyclonus revelled in the feeling.
"THIS is what it means to be a Decepticon!"
Nightstick chuckled.
"Seems I made the right choice to bond with you Cyclonus. Now howabout we head back to where Vette and the others are? I want to destroy me an Autobot!"
Cyclonus smiled.
"Nightstick, for a fleshling, you remind me a lot of me."
The purple Decepticon flew back towards the Airport, where the Decepticon femmes were fighting the Protectobots.
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Back in Scourge's lab :
"Is he finished Scourge?"
Scourge looked at his leader and grinned evilly.
"Of course he is. He's fully charged and ready to go."
Celestine smiled.
"Excellent Scourge. Continue to serve me well, and you'll be suitably rewarded." she looked at the dark robot, and smiled "No longer do I need Outlaw, when I now have a mech, whose heart is as dark as mine. Wake him and let's take him with us. We need to test him."
Scourge nodded.
"By your command."
Celestine looked at the robot as it's optics glowed red.
"Heh, heh, heh, come dark one. It is time for you to have some fun."
The dark Decepticon looked at her.
".....Fun...."
Celestine's smile grew.
"Yes, fun."
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Back at the airport :
Slingshot ducked behind the ruin airplane hanger and fired his blaster at the hovercraft. The hovercraft transformed and levelled her sonic disruptor rifle at him.
"Sorry Autobot, but you're going to have to die now. Don't take this personnally."
Slingshot's optics grew wide as the cannon fired. He only just managed to leap into the air, transforming and soaring skywards.
"Don't take this personnally? Oh, no. I won't take you trying to kill me personnally! Why would I ever do a stupid thing like that!"
Groove had checked on First Aid, as Streetwise and Vette fought.
"First Aid? How do you feel?"
The medic groaned.
"How do you think I feel? I got crushed when Bruticus stepped on me, and now I've had my face smashed into the road." he shook his head "I need a change in my job discription."
Groove chuckled and was about to respond, when he heard the sound of an approaching jet. Both he and the medic looked up and saw the last human jet, fly straight towards the Deceptcions. Groove hissed.
"What is that pilot thinking?"
The F111, locked all of it's remaining ordinance onto the grey and black Decepticon, and launched it. The weaponry, enough to level a skyscraper, did nothing to the evil Decepticon, who laughed.
"Stupid! STUPID, STUPID, STUPID!!"
She smiled as she saw a F117 Nighthawk appear behind the jet, transform and tear it to pieces. The jet transformed into the femme called Darkshayde, who landed next to Roadkill.
"Now this is fun Roadie. I'm thoroughly enjoying myself."
Before Roadkill could respond, Hot Spot spoke.
"Enough! Decepticons, it is time you faced..."
With that Hot Spot began his second transformation, into the torso and head of a gestalt. Blades and Streetwise transformed into right and left arms respectively. First Aid and Groove transformed into the Left and Right legs. All five body parts merged together to form Defensor. The Decepticon femmes looked up at the gestalt, and backed away slowly. However, Vette smiled as she saw Cyclonus, who had transformed back into his jet mode and was flying straight at the gestalt. She raised her weapon.
"Decepticons! FIRE!"
The five femmes opened fire with their weapons on Defensor, as did Cyclonus. However, Defensor had managed to raise his barrier shield around himself and the humans still there. Cyclonus circled above the scene.
"Decepticons, retreat!"
Roadkill snarled.
"Retreat? Now? We can destroy these Autobots and be done with them!"
Vette grabbed the grey and black femme by the shoulder.
"Cyclonus is our superior. He says we go, we go."
Roadkill grumbled, as she leaped into the air. The other femmes did as well and flew away from the destroyed airport.
Defensor watched them go, and then seperated into his individual Autobots. Ratchet came rolling up and transformed. He whistled as he saw the damage.
"Whew, this place is a mess. Reminds me of the time Wheeljack and myself created the Dinobots and whatthey did aboard the Ark." He paused "Dinobots... That gives me an idea."
Hot Spot looked at one of the humans.
"I'm sorry for not getting here in time to deal with the Decepticons. We shall assist in your search for survivors."
The human, Wayne Jefferson nodded.
"Thanks. Any help you can offer, would greatly be appreciated."
Fireflight looked at his fellow Aerialbots, Skydive and Slingshot.
"We'll leave the Protectobots and Ratchet to sort this out. We'll go after those Decepticons instead."
Slingshot nodded.
"Good idea. As it is, we're faster than those Decepti-bozos. We'll fly rings around them!"
Skydive frowned.
"I think we should keep our distance though." he looked into the sky "Come on, or we'll loose them!"
The three Autobots transformed and flew after Cyclonus and the femmes with him. Ratchet watched them go, and faced Hot Spot.
"They'll be alright. They've had recent upgrades to all of their systems, in particular their engines and defense systems."
Hot Spot sighed.
"Still, we could've used their help here. Doesn't matter now anyways."
The blue Autobot turned and lifted up a piece of broken masonry away. Ratchet sighed and assisted the others. As the Protectobots and Ratchet helped search, on the nearby island of Rottnest, located offshore from the port of Fremantle, three Decepticons were destroying the island. Scourge and Celestine watched as the new addition to their force blasted the ferries and buildings on the isle.
"Scourge, I'm impressed. Very impressed."
Scourge smiled.
"I thought you would be. He is the most powerful Decepticon ever. He could even give Galvatron a hard time, and still win!"
Celestine smiled as the dark Decepticon lifted one of the ferries out of the water and threw it at the lighthouse on the isle. The ferry exploded and the blast took a chunk out of the isle. It was then, Celestine saw Cyclonus and the femmes dive towards the isle and land. She looked at Cyclonus coldly.
"And what do you think you're doing here Cyclonus?"
Cyclonus looked at her.
"Just having a little flight. No harm in that, is there?"
Before Celestine could respond, Tempest saw something and spoke.
"We're being followed. Three Autobots."
Celestine smiled.
"More guinea pigs for my new warrior." she looked at the tall, dark Decepticon "Darkheart, head to the mainland and have fun."
The newly named Darkheart nodded and leaped into the air, flying towards the port of Fremantle. The three Autobots saw the Decepticon, and Skydive nearly fell from the sky.
"Look at how big that guy is! He's huge!"
Slingshot chuckled.
"You know that old earth saying, 'The bigger they are, the harder they fall'. We'll blast him out of the sky!"
Firefight had calculated the Decepticon's landing point and engaged his afterbuners. The other two, startled by his burst of speed, did the same. Celestine smiled as she saw the three Autobots swoop after Darkheart.
"Decepticons, let's follow and enjoy the upcoming show."
Celestine and the Decepticons with her, leaped into the air and flew after Darkheart and the Autobots, at a slow pace.
In Fremantle, one of the biggest attractions there, the E-Shed markets, was open for business. The people used to seeing the outlandish and extraordinary. However, they weren't prepared for Darkheart. The dark Decepticon landed on the market building, destroying it completely. He turned and faced the incoming Autobots. He looked at his weapons, and then prepared himself. He'd destroy these Autobots with his hands, not weapons.
Firefight flew straight at the Decepticon, his weapons firing. The missiles and cannonfire exploded all around Darkheart, but he didn't move. He stood his ground and waited. Firefight kept to his course, but at the last moment, veered to the left. Darkheart made his move and grabbed Firefight from the sky. He turned and hurled the Aerialbot at his two comrades, who veered away. Firefight managed to transform just before he spashed into the ocean.
"Damn, this guy is tough."
Celestine spoke from behind him.
"Tougher than you Autobot."
Firefight turned and was blasted by the combined firepower of Celestine, Scourge and Cyclonus. The Autobot was flung into numerous cargo ships and crashed into the docks. He tried to move, but his systems lost power. He slumped where he lay, and didn't move.
Skydive and Slingshot transformed and landed nearby. Skydive swallowed as he saw the Decepticon approach them.
"I'm contacting Hot Spot and the others. We're gonna need help."
Before Slingshot could respond, Darkheart had grabbed him by the throat, lifted him in the air and chokeslammed him into the ground. The dark Decepticon then stomped on the Aerialbot's back, twice. Slingshot didn't move afterwards.
Skydive backed away slowly. His sensors told him more Decepticons were in the area, but Hot Spot and the others were fast approaching. However, he didn't think he was still going to be standing, much less functioning when they arrive.
Darkheart looked at Skydive, evil intent glowing in his red optics.
"You... Die..."
Skydive swallowed.
"I should've just stayed in my recharge bed today, and not gotten up!"
As Darkheart lunged, Skydive leaped to the side. The Autobot watched as the Decepticon crashed into one of the many warehouses, lining the docks. Skydive saw the humans scurrying away, and knew he had to take this fight somewhere less cluttered. He transformed and flew into the air, taunting Darkheart.
"Come on tall, dark and gruseome! Catch me if you can!"
Darkheart growled as he stood and watched the Autobot.
"I.... You.... DESTROY!!!"
Darkheart transformed into his vehicle mode, a truck trailer eerily reminescent of the triplechanger, Octane's vehicle form, and roared after Skydive. The dark truck smashed into human vehicles, and drove through buildings, in his attempt to catch the Autobot. Celestine smiled as she watched this, pleased with what she was seeing. Scourge on the otherhand, was beside himself with glee. Cyclonus and the femmes looked at each other, worry on their faces.
"My Decepticons, transform and follow!"
Celestine transformed into jet mode and flew after Darkheart, Scourge and the other jets following suit. Cyclonus and Vette looked at each other, then he transformed into jet mode, Vette inside the cockpit.
"This is getting dangerous Cyclonus, real dangerous."
Cyclonus's response echoed her own.
"I know Vette. However, there is nothing we can do. All we do now, is watch, wait and survive."
"And then?"
His next response made Vette think.
"We rejoin Galvatron."
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Elsewhere :
Hot Spot, his Protectobots and Ratchet were waiting near the shopping centre in the suburb of Booragoon. The entire suburb and surrounding areas had been evacuated, police maintaining roadblocks around the whole area. Ratchet looked at Hot Spot.
"Hot Spot, according to what Skydive told us, Slingshot and Firefight need urgent medical attention. We should get out to where they are."
Hot Spot shook his head.
"Negative Ratchet. If we move from our present location, then Skydive is a goner and so are the humans here." he looked at Ratchet "Do you have any idea of how many humans lost their lives at the airport?"
Ratchet nodded slowly. From what his own sensors had detected, over five thousand died at the airport, most of them when Roadkill transformed within the terminal itself and when she destroyed numerous planes. He hoped, that the report from Skydive, about the amount of damage in the port, wasn't as bad as it sounded.
Groove walked up to the two.
"Just got a communication burst from Mirage. Siren, Nightbeat, Hosehead, Landfill, Scoop and Quickmix are enroute with himself and Skids. They should be here within eight earth minutes."
Hot Spot nodded.
"Good. Hopefully they should be enough to stop this Decepticon Skydive was talking about."
In his helicopter form, hovering above the shopping complex, Blades called to them.
"Guys, I can see Skydive now and..." Blades started to move forward "He's been hit! I'm going out to help!"
Hot Spot shouted.
"NEGATIVE BLADES! RETURN TO YOUR ASSIGNED POSITION!"
Blades stopped, shaking with anger.
"But Hot Spot....!"
Ratchet pointed.
"Look!"
Skydive took numerous hits to his underbelly and fell towards his fellow Autobots, transforming into robot mode. Streetwise leaped into the air and caught the Aerialbot before he hit the ground.
"I got ya buddy!"
As the two landed, Skydive looked at his friend, pain in his optics.
"Th...thanks.... Stree...ise..."
Streetwise looked over at Hot Spot.
"He's pretty bad."
First Aid looked at Hot Spot.
"Perhaps Defensor should be formed, with his barrier..."
Groove cried out.
"TOO LATE!!"
Darkheart slammed through a group of houses and collided with Groove, sending the Protectobot flying into Blades, both Protectobots crashing into a nearby house, crushing it completely.
The truck stopped and transformed into robot form. He turned his optics onto the Autobots gathered in front of him. Ratchet looked and saw a group of Decepticons, hovering in the air about a mile away.
"This does not bode well." he turned and leaped away, as Streetwise was hurled right at him. The medic gasped as he crept to his knees "This Decepticon is way too much for us to handle. If only the Dinobots were here."
Darkheart and Hot Spot were grappling each other. The Decepticon glaring death at Hot Spot. The Autobot glaring angrily at Darkheart.
"You.... will... die.... Autobot..."
Hot Spot grimaced.
"If so, I'll take you with me!"
First Aid had managed to conduct field repairs onto Skydive, with Ratchet's assistance. The Aerialbot stood, shakily.
"My thanks. I'm going to take that Decepticon apart!"
He charged into Darkheart from behind, and was rewarded with a backhand hit accross the face, breaking his lower jaw from his mouth. Hot Spot grasped the Decepticon around the throat and squeezed.
"Damn you Decepticon! No more! No more will be hurt or die by your hands!"
Darkheart pried Hot Spot's hands away from his throat and smashed his head into Hot Spot's face. The Protectobot leader staggered away, as Darkheart watched him, evil glowing in his optics. He was about to attack Hot Spot, when a blast of cannon fire collided with him, sending him reeling.
Celestine snarled.
"An Autobot shuttle! The only way they can attack is with that! COWARDS!"
Scourge shrugged.
"So? It will matter not. Darkheart will easily destroy the shuttle and..."
Cyclonus interrupted his friend.
"Celestine, I think you have tested our 'friend' enough for today. The more exposure he has, the more likely the Autobots will find a way to defeat him."
Vette added.
"And if your new warrior was to be defeated, what will happen when Galvatron arrives?"
Celestine nodded.
"I suppose you're right." she looked at Scourge "Issue the retreat."
Scourge bowed.
"Of course." he pressed a button on his wrist "Darkheart, time to retreat."
As the shuttle landed, and the Autobots aboard exited, Darkheart growled.
"Affirmative."
Darkheart leaped into the air and followed the other Decepticons as they retreated. Mirage walked towards Hot Spot and Ratchet.
"It would appear we got here just in time."
Ratchet nodded.
"Mirage, we need help. Slingshot and Firefight are at the port, and are in critical condition. Streetwise and Groove need repairs as does Blades."
Mirage looked at the wrecked house and area.
"Man, this is bad. Who was that Decepticon?"
Hot Spot stood on his feet.
"Trouble Mirage. He is trouble and evil incarnate." he looked at Ratchet and Mirage "We need to alert Rodimus and have him return with troops immediately. That Decepticon is dangerous and I suspect so is his leader."
Ratchet sighed.
"It's times like these, I wish we were never reactivated, when the Ark crashed here, so long ago."
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Death's Head - This is going to be the last update for awhile, at least until after New Years. I've got other works I've delayed because I've been concentrating more on this story as well as my three Dynasty Warriors stories. This chapter was to introduce the Decepticon femmes in more detail, as well as a new Decepticon warrior of Celestine's, who was created by a faithful reviewer.
****NOTICE : DARKHEART belongs to Tariq. Darkheart's vehicle form is that of Scourge from Transformers : Robots in Disguise. Darkheart is being used in this story, with Tariq's permission.****
Also, I set this part in my locality. Yes, I live in Perth (Well eight kilometers away from Perth.) and I wanted to add something 'personal' into this story. I don't know why, but this chapter feels like it has a more darker feel to it, because of what happened in it. Anywayz, please let me know what you think. R&R please.