Armageddon

by The Crab

Sequel to Life As A Transformer. Armada-Energon. Final chapter! Jhiaxus has found the Requium Blaster! His plans... Attack a large human settlement to flush the Autobots out! Will his plan succeed? Or will the Transformers be revealed to the humans?

1. War Dawn

Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers! Well... I own quite a few toys, and Warhawk, but that's it! Please don't sue, I have no money

Author's Note: Well, I decided to start on this to, ya know, get it started. It was originally gonna be called 'The Unicron Battles', but then common sense kicked in. I could be sued for everything I had if I used that name, considering it's copywrite, so I changed it to 'Armageddon'. I'm gonna try to have this chapter done by my birthday, which is February 4th, for those who are wondering. Enjoy the sequel to Life As A Transformer!

Prologue

                       I remember that fateful day, oh so long ago. The day the war ended, and the battle began. The day when Unicron was defeated, and the day our alliance with the Decepticons was terminated. I was there when Jhiaxus betrayed Optimus the moment he thought Unicron was gone. Ever since that day, my life, and the lives of the few surviving Autobots, has been a living hell.

                     Who am I,  you ask? My name is Rodimus Prime, I am the third to command the Autobots  since the Minicon's location was discovered. Ever since the war against Unicron was won, the few Autobots under my command have been on the run from  the power hungry Decepticons. There has been no peace, no quaintness, nothing. Our once beautiful home is nothing more than a graveyard for those we have lost against our enemies...

                   Do you want to know how all this began? It all started when we received word from Jetfire that our beloved home planet of Cybertron was no more, truly our darkest hours had just begun...

Chapter 1: War Dawn

                          The sand dunes seemed endless in the dry, barren desert. The wind picked up the loose grains on the tops of the dunes and carried them to other parts of the dry area. Vultures flew in circles overhead, looking for the rare meal that would come by. It was seemingly empty, too, although it was occupied by a large figure. If one looked close enough, they would realize that this person's head lie merely a few feet away, which in his case isn't a lot at all. If one looked even closer, they would realize it was the fallen form of Cyclonus.

                           His head and body were slightly covered in sand, and were very slowly but surely getting buried beneath the blowing sand grains. A small flicker eminated from his optics, but it quickly disappeared. Very soon afterwards, his optics continued flickering, and became a solid glow. His headless body twitched, and slowly moved into a sitting position. The head of Cyclonus blew the small mound of sand away from his face.

                            "Ugh... What happened?" he asked himself. Cyclonus looked around with his optics, hoping to find someone with answers. Suddenly, it all came back to him. Warhawk defeated him in battle. Brutally at that. "Oh yeah, that slaggin' Autobot did this!" he grumbled. "I'll show him."

                           Cyclonus looked over to his body's back side, which was still in its new position of sitting up. He grumbled. "Ok, lets see if I can do this..." he spoke. Cyclonus closed his optics, and thought, very hard at that, on turning his body around, and picking up his head.

Nothing happened.

                         Cyclonus groaned. Its not gonna be as easy as he thought. 'I'm sort of hoping this doesent work' he thought. Hopefully he could voice-activate his communicator from where he was. "Cyclonus to base" he spoke out loud. "Come in Decepticon base!"

The Moon, Decepticon HQ

                          "Come in Decepticon base!" Cyclonus' words repeated. Megatron jolted awake in his throne after hearing his 'dead' soldiers words the first time. He merely thought he dreamed it, so the Decepticon commander merely shrugged it off. But the second time he heard it, Megatron got up from his throne. Running from his alter to the radio on the other side of the throne room, He pressed down on a button, and spoke.

"This is Megatron. Is that you, Cyclonus?!" Megatron asked, more than confused.

"Yes sir, although my current situation is a bit... odd." Cyclonus stated, trying to find the right words.

"Yes, yes, I know what happened to you, Cyclonus, but I thought you were dead!" Megatron almost snapped.

"Well, I'm not, sir. Could you uhhh...send me some help?" Cyclonus hesitantly asked.

                       Megatron grinned. It was about time some humiliation went to the joker of the group.

"Very well, I shall send Starscream and Demolishor to your co-ordinates. Megatron out" The Decepticon leader spoke, ending the transmission.

                            Once the conversation ended, Cyclonus audibly groaned. "I'm never gonna hear the end of this!"

Earth, Autobot HQ

                            Red Alert held on to his tool tightly as he wielded the metal together on the dull-blue vehicle setting on his work table. It was considerably large, and had white designs on the front. On the side, it had read "OP-4" in black letters. On the top, it had the control center of a submarine, and a large, claw-like hand on the bottom. Red Alert put down his wielding tool and picked up a wrench. He began to tighten some nuts, and loosen others, not even noticing Optimus knocking on the door frame.

"That's quite a crafty invention of yours, Red Alert." Optimus began, almost causing Red Alert to jump from suprise.

"What is it for?"

"It's one of four vehicles to expand our search for the Minicons. You know how some of them are in places we cant reach, like underwater or underground and such?" Red Alert spoke, reciving a nod from Optimus. "Well, these are remote controlled drones to help us out on that. The one I'm currently working on is the drone designed for underwater excavations. I have labeled it OP-4." The Autobot SUV almost proudly spoke.

"I'm curious...what are the other three drones' purposes?" asked Optimus, with his hand to his chin.

"Well, I have the basic designs down, but I haven't begun on them yet. OP-3 will be the underground drone. OP-2 will be the sky drone. And OP-1 will be the aboveground drone." Red Alert spoke, raising a finger for each one he listed.

"Well, I must say I'm looking forward to seeing these in action. And if what Sideways said is true, then they might even help out against this possible threat."  Optimus said

"Yes, and if  they're a success, you wont be disappointed, sir." Said Red Alert, putting down his wrench and picking up another tool.

                      Optimus turned around and left the room, unnoticed as Red Alert continued his work on OP-4.

Earth, Unknown Desert

                      Cyclonus was dreading the moment Starscream and Demolishor would arrive. They would probably laugh at him first, then possibly toss his head around! Dear Primus that would be embarrassing. But he'll suck up his gut, and take it like a Decepticon. The all too familiar warping sound killed the silence behind him, as Starscream and Demolishor looked upon their fallen comrade. Demolishor grinned, and picked up Cyclonus' head, turning it around to face him.

"You know Cyclonus, this isn't the way to get ahead in life." Demolishor chuckled.

"HEY! I make the wise cracks around here, not you!" Cyclonus snapped.

"Aww, calm down Cyclonus, you don't wanna lose your head!" Demolishor laughed. Boy did he love taunting Cyclonus when he couldn't fight back!

                         Starscream couldn't help but grin a little, but he quickly covered it up.

"Come on, Demolishor. Quit fooling around, we have Cyclonus, now lets get going." Starscream spoke as he bent over, and picked up the headless body of Cyclonus, slinging it over his shoulder.

"Just wait until I get my slaggin' hands on you." Cyclonus muttered to Demolishor.

"Give it a rest, Cyclonus, you know that I'll always be one step ahead of you." Demolishor chuckled as he warped back to the Decepticon base with Starscream.

Unknown, Unknown

                        The seven soldiers of Unicron once again stood before the holographic image of the dark god's head. None of them moving an inch, each waiting for their master to speak.

"My children, it has come to my attention that a new set of Minicons has shown themselves." Began Unicron.

"When I created the Minicons, I made three different saber Minicon teams. The Star Saber, the Dark Saber, and the Victory Saber. The Star Saber is in the Decepticon's possession, and we have the Dark Saber." Unicron continued.

"However, when the Minicons crash landed on Earth, the Victory Saber was thrown into an area that was practically made of energon. They have lain dormant since, and they have absorbed the energon, and infused with it. Thus, their power has dramatically increased. They are now known as the Energon Saber, and I do not want it to fall into the hands of the Autobots or the Decepticons." The dark god spoke.

"They will soon detect the Energon Saber. Find it before they do, and whoever finds it, will have the honor of wielding it in battle." Unicron finished.

"My lord, what if the Autobots or the Decepticons get their hands on it?" asked Razorclaw, stepping forward.

"Then you will be punished, for if either side gets the Energon Saber, it will tip the balance of power in their favor." Unicron responded, with Razorclaw stepping back in line, slightly nervous now.

"We will find the Energon Saber, and we will bring it back to you, Master Unicron!" spoke a confident Rhinox.

"Good. Now go to Earth, and find the Energon Saber." Unicron commanded.

"Yes Master Unicron!" the seven spoke in poor unison.

Earth, Autobot HQ

                           Sideswipe, along with Jetfire, had just received the full tour of his new home. After he was shown to his quarters several hours prior to this moment, Sideswipe had not left his room. The blue Autobot lied on his recharging bed, staring up at the empty ceiling. Sideswipe sighed deeply. 'My home planet's been destroyed, and I've lost everything I held sacred' His optics dimmed. 'Sunstreaker...'  Sideswipe started to think about his lost brother. The more he tried to forget, the more he remembered. The young Autobot chuckled a bit at his last good memory with Sunstreaker.

                             They decided to have a night on the town. The two brothers went all over Cyber City, the largest city on Cybertron, having fun the whole time. From building to building the two left their mark at each location. Whether it was getting kicked out, or merely laughing loudly. Sunstreaker and Sideswipe had non-stop fun, and like all good things, it came to an end. Unfortunately, the next time Sideswipe would see Sunstreaker, he would watch his beloved brother be crushed under the mammoth hand of Unicron.

                           The blazing sound of the alarm snapped Sideswipe out of his daze. Sitting up, the next thing Sideswipe heard was Optimus' voice over the intercom.

"Attention all Autobots: report to the command center immediately, an unusual situation has arisen. Optimus out." the Autobot commander spoke, ending his transmission. Sideswipe sighed, and stood up.

"Time to face the world." He quietly spoke, exiting his quarters.

                          In the command center, seconds went by like minutes. Autobot after Autobot came rushing into the room, until eventually they were all present. Stepping forward, and infront of the group, Optimus made himself known,

"Alright Autobots, recently Red Alert has picked up an unusual signal. From what he has said, it is not only a Minicon signal, but it is also reading an extreme amount of energon, although there is a simple explaination for that." Several questioning murmurs spread through the crowd, but Optimus held his hand up, silencing them.

"The signal is coming from sector twelve, so-" Optimus  was interrupted.

"The lava pit?!" Hot Shot exclaimed. "Who's crazy enough to go in there?" he asked.

"We have no choice, Hot Shot. Not only is there a Minicon in there, but if Megatron were to take control of that area, he could harness the lava to create a limitless amount of energon." Spoke the Autobot leader.

"What are we supposed to do?" asked Blurr.

"We are going to rescue the Minicon, and keep the Decepticons away from that area. I am taking myself, Scavenger, and Jetfire. The rest of you stay put unless we call for help." Optimus spoke, receiving a nod from everyone.

                       Stepping away from the lime light, the Autobot commander, followed by Scavenger and Jetfire, headed for the warp gate.

"I'm not so sure about this." Said Scavenger as they walked to the warp gate.

"Ah relax, this'll be a piece of cake." Jetfire over-confidently said.

"Alright, you two ready?" Optimus asked, surprising the other two that they already reached the warp gate. Receiving two nods, Optimus punched in the co-ordinates, and their destination stretched into view. Stepping back into the gate, the three Autobots soon warped out of the base, and into the death trap known as sector twelve.

Meanwhile, Decepticon HQ

                           Warhawk closed the door behind himself. Looking around, he spotted merely two things: a desk, and a recharging bed. "So these are my new quarters, eh?" Warhawk said to himself. He had none of his human possessions, so he had nothing to personalize the room with. Walking over to his recharging bed, the ex-human jumped into the air, and landed on it flat on his back. Warhawk placed his hands behind his head, and chuckled. "A little breaking in is needed, but it's all good." He closed his optics and grinned. Just before he entered his room, Warhawk literally heard Cyclonus coming back, with Demolishor cracking jokes left and right. In truth, he was somewhat surprised at the Decepticon's return. But Warhawk was never one to hold grudges for long. When Cyclonus was fully healed, he would try to make amends.

                                 Warhawk began thinking of the other new recruits. Tidal Wave was obviously the strong, stupid one of the group. Either that, or he couldn't speak properly, Warhawk hadn't decided yet. Skywarp didn't really say or do anything, so he was, and is tricky to decipher. Thrust was seemingly the brains one of the four, but there was something else about him that gave the ex-human chills. But who really caught Warhawk's eye was Wheeljack. The main thing that caught his attention was the Autobot insignia on his chest, with a large gash through it. He also had two Decepticon insignias: one below the Autobot one, and one on his right forearm. Warhawk chuckled. 'He must be trying to forget his Autobot past... Just like me.'

                             The blazing sound of the alarm pierced through the air, snapping Warhawk out of his thoughts. Sliding his feet off of the recharging bed, he stood up, and walked to the door. The ex-human opened it up, and peeked his head out, only to almost have it taken off by Demolishor, Starscream, and Wheeljack, who were zipping past his room. Grabbing the passing Wheeljack by the shoulder, Warhawk looked at him.

"What's that alarm for?" asked Warhawk

"From what I know, that's the Minicon alarm. So we better get our butts in the throne room " Said Wheeljack urgently.

                         Receiving a nod from Warhawk, Wheeljack ran down the hall, closely followed by the ex-human. Corner after corner, and hallway after hallway, the two ran towards the heart of their base. Eventually, they entered the throne room, and joined the other kneeling Decepticons. Megatron sat humbly in his throne, with the Star Saber in a staff-like position.

"Decepticons, listen up," Began Megatron. "The scanners have detected an unusually strong Minicon signature in sector twelve. The Autobots have no doubt also picked up on this, and so, we must secure the area and get the Minicon!" spoke the Decepticon leader.

"I will get the Minicon for you, Megatron. My tactical skills-" Thrust spoke, but was interrupted by Megatron.

 "Are needed here. I will go, and will bring Wheeljack and Warhawk with me." Megatron coolly spoke.

Thrust slightly frowned, but stood tall. "As you wish, mighty Megatron." He spoke quietly.

                     Megatron stood up from his throne, Star Saber in hand, and stepped down from the alter. Walking to the warp gate, Megatron was followed by Warhawk and Wheeljack, both slightly nervous about their mission with their commander.

Sector Twelve, the Lava Pit

      

                       The three Autobots stretched into the death zone, with the heat already taking effect to their systems before fully there. Scavenger squinted his optics, and turned his head slightly.

"This place is HOT!" Jetfire announced, holding his hand over his face in an attempt to relieve some of the heat.

"Thanks for the update." Scavenger spoke, sarcasm dripping off of the sentence. Optimus looked over at the two to his left.

"Our systems cant handle this heat for too long, so we have to be in and out. Either of your scanners detect anything?" Optimus asked the two.

"Negative. There's too much heat here for us to use thermal scan, and its too bright to actually see the Minicon." Said Jetfire

"Alright, divert some power from your other scanners to your normal radars. That should help us point out the location." Said Optimus

                  Doing so, Scavenger and Jetfire almost breathed a sigh of relief. "Much better." Spoke Scavenger. Optimus once again turned to the other two.

"Alright, we'll split up, report to me in thirty cycles and tell me if you've found anything. Be careful, though. There's no telling where the ground can split." The commander spoke, walking off to his left. The other two nodded, and went off in their own directions as well.

                  Minutes passed like hours as the three vigorously searched for the Minicon. Jetfire kneeled, and lifted up a somewhat large boulder, hoping to find the prize. Satisfied with his find, lots of little pebbles, Jetfire dropped the boulder back to the ground. The sub commander raised his arm, leveled with his chest, and spoke into the communicator.

"There's nothin' here, Prime. I'm gonna go look around elsewhere." Jetfire spoke.

"Understood. Report in another thirty cycles, Jetfire. Optimus out." Jetfire lowerd his arm, and sighed. "Just hope I don't get sizzled before then." He spoke to no one. Turning around, Jetfire walked back, and began searching in a different location.

                 Scavenger was having no better luck than Jetfire. He turned around, and looked at all the turned over stones he left. Grumbling, the large Autobot turned back around, and continued looking for the Minicon. Scavenger took one step forward, and heard a cracking sound. Looking down, he saw the ground breaking apart below, and the glow of molten rock through the cracks. Taking several quick steps back, Scavenger sighed a breath of relief as the ground before him crumbled, and fell into the flowing river of lava below. Activating his com-link, Scavenger spoke, "I have nothing here, Prime. I'll continue my search elsewhere. Scavenger out."

                  Much like his two soldiers, Optimus was having no good luck. He looked all over the area and found no signs of the Minicon. Turning around, The Autobot commander began re-tracing his footsteps, looking for a place he hadn't searched before.

Moments passed, and Optimus' luck didn't change. Suddenly, Jetfire's voice burst through the com-link.

"I found them!" Exlaimed Jetfire. He was currently crouched over three Minicon panels.

"'Them'?" asked Optimus, confused by the statement.

"Yes sir, there are three Minicons here. They're all golden, too." Spoke the sub-commander, oblivious to the two hidden figures watching him.

"Alright, Scavenger and I will report to your location. But don't get cocky, the Decepticons can attack at any moment-" Optimus' voice was cut off, as a purple blast knocked him off of his feet. Jetfire heard Megatron's maniacal laughter through the still active com-link.

"You couldn't be more right about that, Optimus!" Megatron shouted, with his voice slightly echoing through the air.

                      Jetfire frowned. "Guess I better wake these guys up and help Optimus." He said to himself. Reaching down for the trio of Minicons, Jetfire quickly pulled back, and looked up as he saw Wheeljack leap down at him from a nearby ledge, weapon drawn.

                      Scavenger stumbled back. When Megatron attacked Optimus, the two other Autobots fell under attack as well. 'They must've planned this' thought Scavenger. Warhawk continued his long distance assault on the behemoth of an Autobot, and kept him at bay. Should Warhawk even attempt to use close range attacks, Scavenger would tear him apart, and Warhawk knew that. Firing on Scavenger's knees, Warhawk grinned slightly when the Autobot fell onto his wounded joints, and onto his side.

                      The ex-human took several careful steps towards Scavenger, his blaster still aimed at him. When he was a mere few feet away, Scavenger looked at Warhawk painfully. His knees were hurting like the Pit! Warhawk grinned more, and aimed his weapon at Scavengers face. Turning on the laser sight, the Decepticon pointed it between Scavenger's eyes.

"Why?" asked Scavenger. "Why did you leave us?"

"I don't need to explain my actions to you, Autobot!" Warhawk spat, gripping his gun. With his slightly shaky hand, Warhawk's finger made contact with the trigger, but never pulled it. Hearing a loud, screeching noise, Warhawk saw a green and orange beast fly down to Wheeljack's location.

                       Optimus sluggishly got up after being shot down by Megatron. Snapping his head up at his mortal enemy, the Autobot commander stood at his full height, hands balled into fists.

"I'm quite surprised you were so easy to target, Optimus. You of all people should've expected that from me." Stated Megatron, earning a soft growl from Optimus.

"You wont win this battle, Megatron." The Autobot commander spoke confidently

"I highly doubt that, Prime. Why your men are already dropping like flies, and soon, the Minicon will be mine! And of course, this area will make a lovely place to create Energon, what with its limitless flow of almost pure energy. And you can't stop me!" The Decepticon commander spoke, while grinning.

                       Optimus tightened his fists, as the end of his gauntlets began to lightly glow. Throwing them in Megatron's directions, the Autobot unleashed a shower of crimson blasts from his wrist-mounted weapons. The Decepticon commander raised his forearm over his face, effectively shielding it from the barrage. Closing his hands into fists as well, Megatron took several, slow steps towards his opponent, who was still firing at him.

                     The Autobot commander took one step back, grunting slightly. His reserves were getting depleted fast! With each shot he fired, he had that much less Energon to aid him in the battle later on. 'I cant keep this up!'  Optimus thought to himself. Megatron continued his slow approach, and Optimus' blasts were shrinking in numbers. But before he knew it, Optimus' face met the ground once again. Megatron's fist still occupied the air the Autobot's head once took up. Looking down on his opponent, Megatron aimed his tank turrent at him.

                     Optimus looked up at the dark space that was the inside of Megatron's gun turrent. Suddenly, a loud, screeching noise pierced through the air, and Megatron jerked his head upwards, as if noticing something. Optimus darted his head over to where Megatron was looking, and saw a green and orange beast fly down to Jetfire's location.

                      The Autobot sub-commander looked up at his attacker, who was getting closer by the microsecond. Wheeljack raised his weapon over his head, ready to bring it down on Jetfire's head. 'Not today, buddy! Jetfire thought as he brought his arm up over his head. The ex-Autobot then, as predicted, brought his weapon down on the Autobot's arm, making an almost sickening crack. The sub-commander almost instantly pulled his arm back, gently cradling it. Jetfire looked down on his wound, and reeled back. On his forearm was a large crack, with blood fluids seeping through. Wheeljack grinned, and brought his weapon above his head again. But before he could bring it down again, a loud, screeching noise erupted from above them.

                        Looking up, Wheeljack and Jetfire spotted a green and orange beast fly down to them. It was sleek, and angular, with a pointed beak sticking from its face. Large, razor-sharp blades kept the beast in the air, acting as wings, and its legs, with long, pointy toes, were tucked underneath its body. Three pointy fingers stretched from the arms of the creature, and its red optics shot down at the two below it.

"It's a pterodactyl!" exclaimed Jetfire.

"A what?" asked a confused Wheeljack.

"An extinct Earth creature, but... it doesn't look organic..." Jetfire said, trailing off

                   The pterodactyl suddenly swooped down at the two, causing them to duck and cover their heads. It turned back around, and flew over their heads again, but stopped at the three golden Minicons. Flapping its wings, the creature slowly descended to the ground, and something unexpected happened.

It transformed.

                    Shifting from the pre-historic alternate mode, the pterodactyl revealed itself to be an even more sleek and angular robot. With the beak flipped vertically down its chest, and the wings now his arms, the mech grinned, and kneeled by the glowing Minicon panels.

"Stay away from them!" shouted Jetfire. The green and orange bot turned around, with a deep snarl on his face. The snarl soon twisted itself into a smirk, as it picked up the three Minicon panels.

"Scattor, Wreckage, Cluster- Awaken!" He screamed out. The glowing aura from the three panels pulsated, and almost immediately after, three Minicons stood in the bot's hand.

                  Cluster, Wreckage, and Scattor all looked strikingly a lot like the Star Saber team, but they were decorated with gold and navy blue as their primary colors. Cluster had two small wings stretching from his legs. Wreckage's wings, four in all, formed an almost 'X' shape on his back. And the nose of Scattor's jet mode was strangely large. The three looked at each other, then to the one who held them.

"Who are you?" asked Wreckage to the mech, who in turn, grinned.

"I am Terrorsaur, and I am the one who awoke you."

"Terrorsaur..." said Cluster, scratching his chin. "your name seems familiar. Were you on Cybertron?" asked the Minicon

Terrorsaur frowned. "Does it really matter? Just form up so I can deal with these Autobots and Decepticons!" the pterodactyl commanded.

Scattor sighed, and looked at Terrorsaur. "Why should we work with you?"

Terrorsaur frowned, and pointed to a nearby river of lava. "If you don't do as you're told, you will learn how to swim!" he spat, earning a gulp from all three.

"Very well, we will abide." Said Wreckage. Turning to his other companions, who nodded, Wreckage jumped into the air.

                     Cluster's legs came together, and his arms folded in as his backpack flipped over his chest. Scattor's chest flipped up onto his back, and his legs over his face. Wreckage's chest also went to his back, as his arms flipped upwards, and his legs folded over them. The three then flew at each other at an incredible speed. Cluster's cockpit split open, and separated, as the thrusters of Wreckage and Scattor combined. The two then merged with Cluster, and a handle appeared from the bottom of the combination.

                  Terrorsaur reached up for the combined trio, and grasped it by the handle. Gripping it firmly, Terrorsaur grinned evilly, and turned to the two behind him, only to find four more Autobots and Decepticons. 'So, everyone's decided to join the party, eh?' thought the pterodactyl.

"Who are you?!" demanded Megatron, who was standing in front of the newcomers.

"I am the one who will send you to hell!" exclaimed a confident Terrorsaur, gripping the newly formed Eenergon Saber in an attacking pose.

                        Smirking, Megatron's turret cannon swung forward, Leader-1 powerlinked and the multiple protruding weapons glowing as they powered up.  "Oh, but you're already there."  Terrorsaur gasped as a torrent of energy rushed towards him suddenly. Quickly diving off to the side, Terrorsaur dodged the blast, which 'harmlessly' hit a pool of lava, throwing it everywhere. Hearing a thick, splashing sound behind him, Terrorsaur turned around, spotting the glowing, melted rock about to make contact with his frame.

                         Swinging the Energon Saber up to block it, the molten liquid splashed against the weapon, but then, something odd happened. Terrorsaur lowered the blade, and stared at it in wonder. The lava on  the Energon Saber was being absorbed! Lowering the now glowing weapon back into an offensive position, the pterodactyl grinned. Terrorsaur suddenly leaped forward at Megatron, with the Energon Saber poised over his head. He brought it down towards Megatron, expecting a clean, vertical slash through the tyrant. But that never happened. Quickly pulling out the Star Saber from subspace and blocking the attack, Megatron grunted. Sparks flew as the two blades made contact, and Megatron stepped back from the force.

                           Terrorsaur grinned even more at the sight of the blue blade. 'I can surly score some points with Unicron if I bring both weapons to him!' he eagerly thought. Pushing on the tyrant with his blade, Terrorsaur jumped back, Energon Saber still poised. Megatron trembled slightly. That assault wasn't expected to be so quick! Shaking himself out of his daze, the Decepticon commander focused on his newly discovered opponent, while gripping onto the Star Saber. Suddenly widening his optics, Megatron quickly rushed at Terrorsaur, with his weapon over his head, yelling. The pterodactyl smirked, and held his saber in a swinging position.

                          But before he knew it, Megatron leaped over Terrorsaur, catching him off guard. Turning around in mid-air, Megatron brought the Star Saber down to Terrorsaur, but only met with the Energon Saber blocking his attack. The Decepticon commander landed on his feet, and swiped at Terrorsaur's abdomen. In response, Terrorsaur jumped back slightly, laughing. The two combatants then swung their swords at each other, causing the two razor-sharp blades to collide, causing more sparks to erupt. The two pulled back, and swung at each other again, this time more forcefully. The blades met again, and the two shook slightly. Catching his opponent's mistake, Terrorsaur quickly leapt forward, and kicked Megatron hard in his abdomen.

                            Megatron stumbled back, holding his hurt area. The two spectating Decepticons gasped, then looked to each other.

"I cant stand by and watch, I'm going in!" exclaimed Wheeljack, pulling out his twin weapons.

"Not without me, you're not!" spoke Warhawk, pulling out his laser sword, gripping it tightly.

                           Terrorsaur, hearing the two exclamations, rushed up and kicked Megatron back, effectively knocking him to his feet. Turning back around, the pterodactyl observed his two new opponents. 'They're mere flies buzzing around my head... It's time to swat them!' thought the Terrorsaur. Wheeljack jumped high into the air, while front flipping, and held out his weapons, intending to bring them down on Terrorsaur's head. The orange and green mech grinned, and swiped up at Wheeljack just before he landed. The ex-Autobot landed right in front of Terrorsaur in a kneeling position, unmoving. Then, slowly, the top halves of his weapons slid off, and fell harmlessly to the ground.

"Huh?" was all Wheeljack managed to say, before Terrorsaur lifted up his leg, and kicked Wheeljack hard in the chin. The Decepticon went flying back, with mech fluids spilling from his mouth, and into the air. Landing on the ground with a thud, Wheeljack muttered one word: "D-...Damn..."

                          Warhawk took the current moment to slash at Terrorsaur's side, and succeeded. Receiving a groan of pain, Warhawk grinned, but then received a backhand strike from his opponent. Taking a step to the side, to avoid falling over, Warhawk curled up his open hand, and attempted to embed it into Terrorsaur's stomache, but only met his fist, which was tightly gripping Warhawks. The pterodactyl grinned, and leaned in close to the ex-human.

"Is that all you've got... Tim?" Terrorsaur said tauntingly.

"That is not who I am!" Warhawk spoke bitterly, earning a chuckle from his opponent.

                             Terrorsaur then grinned, and twisted Warhawk's wrist hard, earning a wail of pain from his opponent. Quickly letting go, the orange and green bot pushed Warhawk back, and poised the Energon Saber once again. Warhawk stumbled back, still clenching his teeth in pain. Opening his once closed optics, the ex-human spotted Terrorsaur heading right at him, with the golden weapon high over his head. Bringing his laser sword over himself for a defense, Warhawk braced himself. The impact came, with extreme force that almost knocked the Decepticon to his knees. Terrorsaur, with both hands on the Energon Saber handle, pressed down on the youth, hoping to crush him under the pressure.

                             Pain erupted throughout Terrorsaur's back. Gritting his teeth, and looking behind himself, the pterodactyl spotted Megatron, on his feet, with the Star Saber slanted by his leg. 'So he slashed me from behind!' thought an angry Terrorsaur.

                             He then grinned, and looked at Megatron. "So that's how you wanna play, eh?" The green and orange mech kicked Warhawk back, and opened his free hand. The blade on his forearm suddenly detached itself, and almost magnetically flew into his hand. The sharp end of the bodily weapon made an electronic screech as it glowed a bright, neon green. Twirling the two blades around a few times, Terrorsaur grinned.

"Are we ready to party?" he said tauntingly. The two Decepticons by his front and back frowned, and both charged at their opponent at the same time. Terrorsaur grinned as the two swung their glowing blades at different sections, and he quickly swung his two sabers, and blocked both attacks. Megatron frowned, and pulled back, swinging at the pterodactyl's neck, while Warhawk swung at his waist. 'All too easy' Terrorsaur thought as he ducked below both attacks. The ex-human jumped back, then rolled to the side, gripping his laser sword. Leaping into the air, Warhawk swung down vertically, only to get showered in sparks as his sword met Terrorsaur's.

                              Megatron, taking his opponent's temporary lack of attention, swung at Terrorsaur's backside again, but unlike last time, it got blocked. Terrorsaur, blocking both Megatron and Warhawk, chuckled lowly.

"It was fun while it lasted." The pterodactyl spoke, as he suddenly pushed both his opponents away, and quickly walked over to Warhawk. The Decepticon, still in shock by being pressed back, looked up at Terrorsaur. The green and orange mech grinned, and slammed his forehead into Warhawk's, causing the young mech to drop his weapon, and wobbly stumble backwards. Terrorsaur closed the small gap between the two, and crouched down slightly, then jumped up, and tornado kicked the ex-human right across the face, causing him to fly over to the side.

                            The pterodactyl then quickly turned around, and blocked Megatron's bladed assault with his two weapons. "Nice try, Megs, but your attacks are getting awfully cliché." Terrorsaur taunted. Megatron snarled, and pulled back, getting ready for another assault. But something unexpected happened. Terrorsaur quickly leapt after Megatron, and, using the pointed tip of his bodily blade, slashed diagonally at Megatron's face.

                         The Decepticon commander made no movements as he tried to figure out what just happened. Pain surged throughout his whole face, and the glass that formed his right optic had been shattered, causing his vision in that optic to go offline. A deep cut from the left side of his jaw to his right temple ran across his face, and mech fluids poured out from the wound. Megatron took one step back, and shuddered heavily, trying to hold back his cries of pain. Groaning slightly, Megatron lost all feeling in his legs, and fell over backwards. Terrorsaur grinned. Megatron would surly by his hands! As he prepared for the final blow, the pterodactyl heard quiet footsteps behind him. Sighing inwardly, Terrorsaur gripped the Energon Saber. 'When will that brat learn?'

                           Warhawk slowly walked behind Terrorsaur. He finally came up with a plan that was better than blind attacking! Holding out his laser sword vertically in front of himself, Warhawk took slightly faster steps. Terrorsaur was about to finish Megatron! Purposely dragging his foot on the ground to make some noise, Warhawk braced himself.

                             Terrorsaur quickly turned around, and swung his blade out at Warhawk, but his arm was stopped in mid-swing. The green and orange mech's optics widened as he felt burning pain in his arm. Looking down to where he felt it, Terrorsaur spotted Warhawk's blade imbedded in his forearm. Warhawk grinned. His plan worked! By holding his sword out, and with his opponent swinging out at him, Terrorsaur ran his arm into the blade himself! Terrorsaur looked at the grinning Decepticon. He actually came up with a clever plan. Panting slightly, the pterodactyl gritted his teeth. He'd get back at him!

                      But before any aggressive acts came from Terrorsaur, a large, purple blast made contact with Warhawk's chest, sending the youth back on his back. Terrorsaur looked at the blade still in his arm, and shuddered, looking away. He could've atleast taken his sword with him! Looking up where the blast came from, Terrorsaur spotted five familiar figures on a nearby ledge. Cheetor stood on the far right, polishing his spiked whip. Rhinox was also polishing his large, dull blade along with Cheetor. Tarantulas sat on the edge oh the ledge by their leader's foot, with one leg draped down, and his arms crossed. Airazor stood, with all her weight on her right foot, with her left hand on her hip. And Razorclaw stood over the four, with his arms crossed.

"Quit fooling around, Terrorsaur!" exclaimed Razorclaw, lowering his still smoking wrist blaster. "You have what we came for, now lets go!"

                         Terrorsaur nodded, as his bodily blade retracted back onto his forearm. Looking over to the blade still in his other forearm, Terrorsaur cringed as he took his free hand, and wrapped it around the handle of Warhawk's sword. He took a deep breath, and pulled the sword out, and groaned. The pterodactyl looked at his arm, which was oozing blood fluids, and flew up to his seven comrades.

"Where's Predacon?" asked Terrorsaur as he landed.

"Who knows. He always goes off and does as he pleases." Said an aggravated-sounding Rhinox.

                           Terrorsaur nodded, and the five before him warped away. Gripping the Energon Saber, Terrorsaur raised his arm, and entered the co-ordinates to Unicron. But just before he warped away, a blast hit his hand which held the Energon Saber. It dropped down to where the battle took place and the end of the saber dug into the ground, and Terrorsaur snapped around to see who attacked him.

It was Optimus.

                       'I forgot all about them!' Terrorsaur thought. He then leaped down to grab the Energon Saber, but the warp drive kicked in before he landed.

                          Optimus stood, looking at all the destruction around him. Mech fluid was splattered in several places, and all three Decepticons were in their backs. Jetfire was helping Scavenger up behind their leader.

"What a mess." Was all Optimus managed to say. He walked over to where the Energon Saber was still embedded in the ground. The golden blade glowed brighter, and then split into the three Minions once again. However, Scatter was still stuck in the ground.

"Gah! Help me!" exclaimed the Minicon, earning a chuckle from Wreckage and Cluster. Optimus grinned slightly, and bent over, plucking the Minicon from the ground, and setting him back down on the ground. Wreckage looked up at the Autobot leader

"Thanks... but who are you?" asked Scattor.

"Don't you know?" said Cluster. "That's THE Optimus Prime!"

"Leader of the Autobots?" asked Wreckage, earning a facepalm from Cluster.

Optimus cleared his throat. "Yes... that's me." He spoke, and Cluster almost jumped for joy.

"Yes! Finally, a transformer worth being teamed up with!" exclaimed Cluster.

"Woah wait, what makes you think that?" said Scattor, and he received a sigh from Cluster.

"This guy and his troops treats us Minicons as equals! We won't be oppressed if we go with them... uhh, assuming you want us, of course."

Optimus chuckled slightly. "Well, better us than them." He said, pointing to the Decepticons behind him, who were very slowly moving. "But we wont force you to come with us if you don't want to."

Cluster grinned, and flew up to Optimus' level, and held out his hand. "We'd be honored to be teamed up with the Autobots!" Optimus smiled behind his faceplate, and took the Minicons hand with his finger, and gently shook it.

Scattor and Wreckage sighed. "Hope he knows what he's doing." Said Scattor.

"Alright, lets get back to the base." Said Optimus, walking back to Scavenger and Jetfire, and followed by the three golden Minicons. The Autobot commander punched in the co-ordinates, and the six warped back to their base.

                              Megatron opened his single optic, with his destroyed one sparking. His wound had stopped bleeding, but he knew he would have a scar. The Decepticon commander very slowly and shakily climbed to his feet. He looked around, and found Wheeljack nursing his wounded jaw, and Warhawk sitting down, panting. Picking up the Star Saber weakly, Megatron spoke.

"H-...Head back t-to the base." He said as he warped to the lunar base. Warhawk weakly got up, and slowly limped over to Wheeljack. He then held out his hand to his comrade, and Wheeljack gladly accepted it. The ex-human pulled Wheeljack up off the ground, and the two warped back to the base wordlessly.

Unknown, Unknown

                                   Terrorsaur twitched violently and screamed on the ground, as the other five stood before the hologram of Unicron's head, unmoving by their comrade's screams of pain.

"Let Terrorsaur be a living reminder to you that those who fail will be punished." Unicron coolly spoke, earning a nod from the five others.

"I have sent Predacon out to ambush the Autobots when they uncover Overload's body. And I do not want any of you to interfere, understood?" the dark god spoke.

"Yes, Lord Unicron." they all spoke.

"Good. Now do as you wish, I will call for you any of you are needed." The hologram spoke, occasionally flickering.

"Yes sir, Lord Unicron!" the five spoke, and all walked off to unknown parts. Terrorsaur nodded, and slowly crawled away.

Unknown, Space

                                 The small ship silently flew through space. Its single inhabitant snarled as he entered the Solar System. "Not long now." He spoke to no one. "Soon, Megatron... I will take back what is rightfully mine... I will take back the leadership of the Decepticons!" He spoke venomously.

"You will know the wrath of Jhiaxus..."

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When Jhiaxus arrives at the Decepticon base, he immediately challenges Megatron to a duel to the death! But will he win? And meanwhile, the Autobots find Overload's body! But with Predacon waiting for them to seize it, will the Autobots be caught off guard by the ambush? Find out in chapter 2 of Armageddon!

Ending Notes: Wow, I didn't think I'd get this done before my birthday! Hope ya guys liked it, I sure had fun writing it! Also, if you wanna see pics of Warhawk, or Unicron's minions (Predacon, Razorclaw, Airazor, Rhinox, Cheetor, Terrorsaur, and Tarantulas) gimme and IM one of the following:

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