Chapter 2
The Predacon trio kept advancing, in a rather stupid way. Eris was, however, running out of shots. Then she heard a masculine voice behind her.
"Did you miss me?" Hisao.
Eris did a double take.
Hisao? But he was…
"Thought I was dead? Oh, com'on!"
Eris stuttered. "You're…alive? But Ben saw you die!"
Hisao smirked. "Well, he is a little crazy in the head."
Eris glared. She knew she could trust Ben, but this Hisao might not be Authentic.
"He saw you get shot through the head, Hisao. By Scourge's cannon."
Hisao put his hands on his hips. "Geez. Coming back is such sweet sorrow."
That earned him a kick to the rear.
"OWCH!" He cried. "Ornery as ever, I see."
The Predacon trio took advantage of the fact that the Guardian and the Demon were locked in conversation. Slapper ran up behind the gate.
Then, Eris shot him in the leg.
"OW! How did you see me!" He yelled.
Eris smirked. "I'm not stupid. What are you doing here? You know you have no chance of penetrating our defense."
Slapper frowned. "Says you!"
Then the turrets on the Autobot base began to open fire on the Predacon Trio, who promptly began to run away.
Eris grabbed Hisao. "How do I know that you are really you!" She yelled.
Hisao shrugged. "Damned if I know. I'm a little tired after my journey."
He threw a Greek shield down, and promptly lay down on the ground beside it, and began to snore.
Eris rubbed her head.
"Same old Hisao, can't do jack without a nap."
Scourge's men were huddled in the hole the blast had made.
Scourge himself had jumped down, holding a captive in his left hand.
"Now, let's see what the Autobot base is hiding!" he said.
The team of Wheeljack, Scorpinok, and Soundwave were Scourge's aides. They trudged through the muck under the base.
Scourge seemed to find something. An old computer of sorts.
He turned it on, and gazed at its information. His eyes widened in fear.
"Men, we must get out of here, and back to Cybertron! NOW!" He bellowed.
The Warp gate opened, and Scourge's team ran through.
Ruination and Tidal Wave began to lurch away, along with the rest of the Decepticons.
The base was safe.
The Autobot brothers ran up to Starscream.
"Starscream, you, Demolishor, and Skybyte are to check the damage to the infirmary. Got it?"
Starscream nodded. Demolishor folded his arms.
"Why doesn't anyone talk to me anymore?" He grumbled.
"Shut up, you worthless piece of slag. Let's move!" Starscream hissed.
Skybyte was already halfway there.
He saw distressing tracks. They looked like Optimus's, but they were drenched in oil.
Scourge. Skybyte thought bitterly. He knew that Scourge had a tendency to seek revenge early and often.
Then, Skybyte came to the hole, where he saw traces of green blood.
"Ben…" he said, aghast. He remembered the last plot involving Ben, and it wasn't pretty. Pretty much everyone had died.
Then, he saw the other Transformer standing by the hole, worried.
"Tranquility…Don't worry. We'll get him back safe." Skybyte said softly.
Tranquility nodded at him, and stepped away from the hole. Skybyte then hopped down.
Starscream and Demolishor were not far behind.
Starscream saw the hole first. "Demolishor, you go down first." He said. Demolishor gave him a look. "Scared?" He asked tauntingly.
Starscream shrugged. "It's underground. I'm a jet. Since you're a tank, you should be more suitlable, but I'll give backup."
Demolishor was already down the hole before Starscream was finished talking.
Starscream fumed, but hopped down.
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It was dark and damp, but there were Autobot insignias all around.
"Creepy." Skybyte noted, only a little bit ahead.
"Shut up and move." Starscream snapped.
Skybyte shook his head and proceeded.
He stopped in his tracks when he saw an old, musty computer. "Guys…"
Demolishor ran up first, followed by the uncomfortable Starscream.
"What?" Demolishor asked, huffing for breath.
Skybyte pointed to the document on the computer.
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Ominis Claude, Leader of the Omnicons-
Speech459824.doc
The time has come for the Autobot and Decepticon war to end. There has been much debate in this. I, Ominis Claude, leader of the Omnicons, have come up with a solution. We must join with our Terrorcon brethren and end this war in the most efficient way.
It has taken far too many precious lives and far more precious Energon.
Therefore, I call for an end to the war in secret, so that neither side may prepare and defy our graces. The extermination of all Decepticons and Autobots is to begin December 15, 2010, starting with their Cybertronian brethren, then the Earth-based operation.
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