'Transformers: Crisis' Chapter 2: "And So It Begins..."
(Author's notes on bottom)
The first order of business was to try to convince the Decepticon and Predacon forces to work together. I figured that this would be easy since Galvatron had no problem doing it. But then again, he's Galvatron, and I'm not. He reigned over them with an iron fist; and yet they were loyal to him. This reminded me of my own world, and the minions I had there. Which could only mean one thing: that the Transformers under Galvatron's control were too stupid to fight back. However, Galvatron was right to have it set up that way because if your minions are too smart, they will either revolt or undermine your command slowly. I've always considered myself to be a gracious leader, giving and taking equally; however I do not stand for insubordination, and failure to comply with an order that I give. From what I had observed, the Predacons and Decepticons seemed to fight like children, trying to out-do their opponents in silly phrases of battle-lingo, and not focusing in on the real agenda: destroying your opponent! Now, I'm all for making your opponent look like an idiot and outclassing them with words of wit, but you have to make sure that you're not giving your opponent that brief moment that they need to gather their strength and defeat you. So, it looked like I had my work cut out for me.
I started off
by trying to locate all of the remaining Destrongers on Earth. I
released one of my seeker drones (I have the ability to create drones
at will) (it's only about the size of a cat and flies around) and
input what data I had on Sky-Byte into it. As it sped off, I sat down
and began to plot. How can I do this? I asked myself. I
abandoned all of my duties and responsibilities in the Digi-World so
I could come here and meddle in business that doesn't even concern
me? What was I thinking? My thoughts raced around through my
circuitry so fast I could hardly think straight. What if what
you're doing is wrong? What if the guy you left in charge of the
Digi-World, MysticalFlamingamon, wrecks everything? What if he goes
too far? What if you go too far? What if the Transformers don't
accept you? What if they turn on you in the heat of battle?
There
were so many problems to address I didn't know where to begin. I
considered the possibility of Galvatron not being where I thought he
was, and the problem that would come from the Destrongers not having
their true leader back. The chaos, the anger, the
misunderstanding…too many problems.
Just then I received a signal from the drone. It had located Sky-Byte at the Tokyo tower. At last! I thought as I readied myself for the perilous journey ahead of me. I used my teleportation feature that I have and immediately went to Sky-Byte's location.
From atop a nearby skyscraper I sat and observed his moves. I watched as he used his anchor arm to gouge and tear at the steel members of the tower legs. But he had grown weak and tired over the years, and his skill was severely hindered without the guidance of a leader to plot his attacks more strategically. It was almost comical as he hammered away at the steel with such blind fury and rage, but the steel was barely damaged. Then he hit it one final time in frustration, and transformed back into a flying shark and started to cry. He landed in a nearby park. "Oh such agony! Such terrible pain!" he groaned. "Why can't I do anything! I'm a failure!" Opportunity presented itself; I took the bait (no pun intended). "Hello Sky-Byte." I said as I flew down to him with my built-in jetpack. I landed beside him in the grass. "Who are you?" he immediately turned and wiped the tears from his eyes with his fin. "Are you a Predacon?" "No, I'm not. But I assure you that I am a friend, and I can help you." I tried to reassure him. "How? What can you do? You're just a silly looking human…" "NOT ON YOUR LIFE!" I slammed my fist into the ground in front of him as I cut him off. "I am not human! Do not ever refer to me as human! I may resemble a human in some respects, but I am 100 Digimon!" I told him in a firm voice. "Now, I don't want to get off on the wrong foot here, alright?" I asked him, claming down. "O.K. What can you do for me?" he asked. "I can give you the power that you need to defeat the Autobots once and for all, and I can free Galvatron." I told him. "No way! That's impossible! The Autobots have him locked up somewhere…" "I know where he's locked up, Sky-Byte. I can help you free him. Would you like that?" I asked him as kindly as I could. "Hmm…I guess so." He replied. "You guess so? You don't know if you want him back?" I was confused. "It's not that, it's just that I've had a lot of freedom since he's been gone and I'm really enjoying my life now that I'm free to fly around Japan as much as I want to." he told me. "But is that all you truly want, Sky-Byte? Don't you want to go further than Japan? Don't you want to visit Cybertron? Don't you want to be something more than a washed up Predacon?" I asked him. "But Cybertron is under Autobot control now. They've got the whole planet under Autobot rule," he said sadly. "For the moment, Sky-Byte. For the moment." I said with a fiendish grin across my face. He took notice to it. His attitude seemed to turn a little. "What do the others think?" He asked me. "I don't know yet. You're the first I've asked." I confessed. "Hmm…I guess I'll do it. What I have got to lose?" he asked rhetorically. I answered anyway, "Nothing at all. You have only to gain."
Now with one of the Destrongers going along with my plan, I sent my drone out again, but this time after the three other beast warriors, Dark Scream, Gas Skunk, and Slapper. In the mean time, I walked along the streets of Tokyo with Sky-Byte (who was now in robot mode) and he pointed out places to me that were important to him. He showed me where he fought Optimus Prime and nearly won, but the car brothers came and he had to flee for his life, and he showed me where he would go when he needed a little quiet time to himself, and where he read books and poetry. Although I already knew all of this and knew exactly what the events were that took place in his life, but I decided to let him speak so that his trust for me would solidify.
Just then, I hear a rumbling engine. Sky-Byte heard it as well. It was coming from behind us, and it sounded like a motorcycle. Normally I might not have paid attention to this but we were in a park and normally motorbikes don't drive through parks. I turned and seen a bike about 30 meters away and gaining ground quickly. "Hey MetalSamamon, do you see what I see?" Sky-Bye asked me. "Yes." I told him, "There's no rider on that bike." I changed my hand into a cannon and pointed it at the bike. Upon doing this, the bike did a little tailspin and stopped. It proceeded to transform into a robot and ducked behind a tree. "What do you want?" A rough, deep voice called out from behind the tree. "We were going to ask you the same thing." Sky-Bye yelled to the robot. "Speak for yourself." I told Sky-Byte as I walked towards the tree. My cannon arm was lowered by my side, but still loaded. As I walked, leaves crinkled and cracked under my metal boots and I seen a gun barrel point out from behind the tree. "Don't come too close whoever ya are." The robot called out. "I'll kill ya." "Not likely." I retorted, and proceeded walking. Suddenly, he jumped out from behind the tree and fired a shot directly through my head. At the same instant, I fired a shot from my cannon into his chest plate. We both fell over. I sat up slowly, and began to auto-regenerate my cells and circuitry. The repairs we almost instant. He slowly got up, groaning in considerable pain. I turned to see what Sky-Byte was doing, but he was just staring in disbelief.
I walked over to the robot and said, "So, you're a Decepticon?" "Yeah. How'd ya know?" He asked me, rubbing his chest plate in pain. "Your whole chest plate is a Decepticon symbol. Call it a lucky guess." I said smugly. "Funny." He stood up slowly. "My name is MetalSamamon. And you are?" I asked, extending a handshake. "The name's Bustlitt. I'm a rogue warrior." He told me, shaking my hand unsteadily. "Ah, yes. It is you. I've read a lot about you indeed." I told him. "Now where did ya find writin's on me?" He asked. "Let's just say I know everything." I told him. "Sometimes I read books on Cybertronian history. You were always a rogue warrior, even under the first Megatron." "Yeah I was. But that don't mean I don't change!" He told me. "So you're no longer a rogue warrior?" I asked him. "No, that means I ain't stupid. I saw ya repair yaself like I tossed a rubba ducky at ya. Ya obviously more powerful than I am, and so I think I'm gonna go along with yo little buddy and ya." He smiled at me. Half of his white metal teeth were missing, leaving either a gap or a steel-colored metal replacement. He also had a little mini-head on his own head that looked like a hyena, and it mimicked all the facial expressions he made. "Good. That saves me the trouble of trying to convince you to join us." I said, returning the smile with my perfect serrated teeth. We walked back together to the still stunned Sky-Byte. "Close your mouth. It smells like tuna." I told Sky-Byte as Bustlitt and I walked on by. Bustlitt snickered under his breath, and so did the hyena's head. Sky-Byte turned and followed.
To be continued...
Author's
notes!
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Here's the second chapter with a familiar face in it.