'Transformers: Crisis' Chapter 3: "When your allies are worse than your enemies..."

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So, now that I had the poetic warrior Sky-Byte and the rogue villain Bustlitt under my command, there were only three more major groups to tackle: the Ruination team, the 3 Beasts, and Scourge (he got his own category because he's special Ha-ha!).

But on a more serious note, I had foreseen problems with Bustlitt. Although he is a skilled warrior, an excellent marksman, and a deadly adversary, he was still a loner. He may have tried to wonder from my command, and worse, tried to overthrow it, so like many of my henchman from the Digi-World who tried the exact same thing, he was shown the value of being more powerful than you appear. Since I choose not to fight most of the time, he and they both incorrectly seen this as a weakness. Maybe in the future he'd learn the true value of being a perfect warrior, but at the time, I alone knew what was truly in store for him.

So, if you recall, I sent one of my scout drones in search of the 3 beasts. They easily found them being humiliated by the Autobots. I decided that this was my time to shine and show myself to the Autobots, and let them know what they're up against (because I knew that they didn't stand a chance!).

When I reached their location, they were engaging the 3 Autobot brothers, X-Brawn, Side Burn, and Prowl. They were losing, to say the least. It was pathetic. I haven't seen such poor marksmanship since the Sky-Byte tried out Bustlitt's pulse rifle (he shot me in the foot. Sad, huh?)
But this was another good opportunity, and I decided that I would help the beasts out by taking out the Autobot brothers in one fell swoop.

"Greetings, Autobots." I told them as I strolled up to them casually as they were furiously blasting away at the cowering beasts. Side Burn stopped, and turned to look in my direction.

Before I go any further, I should inform you that I'm actually about the size of a normal human, so he had to look down on me. Imagine, me being looked down upon by an Autobot. Ironic, isn't it?

But anyways, he looked down at me, and said, "Hi. What's your name?" He was obviously puzzled. "My name is MetalSamamon. I've come here to help out the Destrongers on this planet." I replied with a smile. His puzzlement quickly changed to aggression. "Listen here kid. The Destrongers are a bad bunch. You shouldn't hang out with them." He told me. Wrong move, Side Burn, I thought. I jumped upon his shoulder and slammed my fist into his head. Parts and circuits flew in every direction as my fist started penetrating layers and blasted through the other side. He fell over, his body twitching and his voice chip stammering out glurbs and gulps of un-understandable gibberish.

Upon doing this, the other two brothers took notice and turned to us. They saw me standing on his head, telling him "I'm no kid, and I sure as hell know what I'm doing, fool!" They at first were shocked, but the shock quickly changed to anger and rage. "What the..." Prowl asked out loud. "I dunno, but whoever that is, he killed Side Burn!" X-Brawn yelled, and turned his fire upon me. So melodramatic, I thought, He's not dead, he's only in stasis lock. Any idiot knows that, but then again you are Autobots, so... But I didn't have too much time to think; they were shooting at me. I took to the air with my jets, and used my jetpack-mounted laser cannons to begin returning fire. I hit Prowl in the arm, which blasted it clean off. He grabbed it in pain, but continuing firing at me. Look at that, I thought, such devotion, such care for a fallen brother, it's almost a shame to destroy you; but then again I have no conscience, so... I continued firing at them. Then I noticed something.

"Now!" I yelled out loud. They both stopped, and looked at each other. They knew it: it was a diversion. Sky-Byte, Bustlitt, Dark Scream, Slapper, and Gas Skunk all came up behind the two outmatched Autobots and gave them everything they had. X-Brawn and Prowl didn't know what hit them. They were scarred, charred, and frozen in place by Dark Scream's freeze ray. Then I put the final touch on it: I sent a missile directly in-between them and upon the missile's explosion; there wasn't even an atom of the two once proud warriors left.

"Victory is ours!" I triumphantly called out. They followed suit by raising their weapons and firing them off. "Optimus is next!" I smiled, and turned around to see a small silhouette in the bushes about 30 yards away. It quickly dashed off, but I could tell it was a spychanger. Yes, I thought, Run and tell Optimus. There's nothing he can do. I smiled. We shall see who runs from whom, Optimus, we shall see...

To be continued...

Author's notes!
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Here's the third chapter with some more returning characters, and the plot is beginning to thicken!