RG: Do it.
Rampage: No.
RG: Do it.
Rampage: No.
RG: Pretty please with Energon on top?
Rampage: (Growls) RG doesn't own Beast Wars or Transformers. Otherwise, she'd be rich.
RG: thanks. (Glomps Rampage)
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"ARE YA NUTS!" Rattrap yelled as Pantha put the crab 'bot into the CR Chamber. She started it up, "Perhaps ya didn't hear me, I said ARE YA NUTS! He's a freakn' Pred and ya wanna help him! Ya put him in MY CR Chamber and expect me to be happy about it!"
Pantha turned to face Rattrap, the anger on her face showed she was pissed off, but she spoke in a calm tone, "Listen you, I am in charge of this crew and what I say goes! There are no 'ands', 'ifs' or 'buts' about it! Understand! You have no right to question me or my orders! And my orders are that after Rampage is done healing, you are to take him to the holding cells where I will question him. Alone. Got it! I will NOT stand to be questioned! Now, when the others come out, I want to be told and I will come to talk to them. I expect them to be briefed on all the details by the time I come back."
Pantha turned and walked to her room. Once she got in, Pantha sighed and snapped her fingers. A keyboard flipped out of the wall and a holographic screen appeared. She pulled a chair in front of the "computer" and started to type. Her fingers flew over the keyboard, typing fast as if not wanting to be caught typing what she was. Pantha was still typing when a beep came from her left shoulder. She growled and shut the computer so it looked like a normal wall again.
She touched her shoulder. "Pantha here, what is it, Rattrap?"
Rattrap's Brooklyn accent replied, slightly annoyed, "Der 'wake. Ya might wanna get yer yarn chasin' butt down 'ere. 'Fore dey find out watcha did, though, ya might wanna take Rampage down teh the holdin' cells."
Pantha nodded. She left her room and locked it before heading back to the bridge. However, she got there too late and saw Rattrap walking into the room. He looked at her and shrugged. "I figured ya wasn't gonna get 'ere in time, so I went 'head and took de crab 'bot do teh the holdin' cells. Yer lucky I was feelin' so nice. Otherwise, dey would-a found out watcha had did an'-"
"And what?" Pantha growled, "They couldn't do anything except question. And like I said before, Rattrap, I will NOT stand to be questioned. By anyone!" She turned around and faced the CR Chambers, waiting for the other Maximals to awaken. "Understand, Rattrap?"
Rattrap let out a growl, "It's time like dis I want de boss monkey back…" He trailed off as the other Maximals walked into the bridge.
Pantha watched every one of her Maximal crewmates walk the bridge and she smiled. Once all of them were in the bridge, the Maximal leader addressed them, "Everyone okay?" She asked, a little worried about her crewmates.
"Eh, now that you mention, boss lady-" Rattrap started, but was cut off.
"Good. Thought so." Pantha growled, cutting poor Rattrap off. She smiled and put her hands behind her back. She stood in a very commanding way and looked her team over once. "I assume that Rattrap filled you all in?" She asked, looking at BlackArachnia. Everyone looked at each other and blinked, "Should I take that as a 'no'?" Pantha asked, sighing.
Rattrap grinned, "Well, I was thinkin' dat since ya were de boss, ya might wanna tell 'em." He said smugly. He wanted to pss off Pantha as much as he could without crossing the line. He didn't like cats, except Cheetor, and Pantha could just go jump in a slag pit for all he cared.
Pantha let out a cat-like growl, barely able to hold in her hiss. "Rattrap, I told you to tell 'em, you-" She stopped as she turned off her optics and rubbed her temples with her forefinger and thumb before sighing, "Never mind." She stopped rubbing her temples and turned on her optics. "As Rattrap 'forgot' to mention, we are stuck in the one million BC. That means humans. Not smart humans, but humans nonetheless. We have to protect them from the Predacons, but don't let 'em see you unless it's unavoidable."
Cheetor nodded, "We know the rules…" He paused and glanced at Pantha, "Big bot…" He said, uncomfortably.
Pantha turned to Cheetor. Her voice was hard, but her optics soft. "Don't call me that if that uncomfortable with it. That was Optimus Primal's title. Not mine. I don't deserve it. Never will. Anywho…" She looked around and sighed. "I'm afraid I've got some more bad news." She swallowed as she got some weird looks from the other Maximals.
"Well? What is it!" BlackArachnia growled, causing Pantha to sigh.
"Computer. Bring up the files." Pantha muttered. Profiles and pictures appeared on a holo screen, "All of these people are back. Recognize any of them?" She asked calming, knowing she was going to get a ton of questions.
BlackArachnia's optics widened as she backed away, "No! Not him!"
"Impossible!" Rattrap gasped as he looked around.
"No!" Cheetor gulped and then looked at Pantha, "Tell me you're joking!"
"I take it you do recognize them…" Pantha blinked, "They're back, but I take it you've already figured that out, though." She said calmly.
SilverBolt pulled BlackArachnia into a hug, "It's alright." He looked at Pantha, "I take it they all appeared the same way Megatron and Rampage did?" He asked softly.
Pantha nodded, "Yes. Every single Predacon has returned. We're outnumbered. Out manned. Out gunned."
"We're all gonna die!" Rattrap moaned, putting his head in his hands.
Dinobot, who had remained silent up to this point, spoke up. "We're not going to die, vermin…though…our chances of survival are slim…almost nothing…" He glanced over to Pantha. Dinobot looked at femme in the optics, "We have another surprise."
"What?" Everyone looked at the raptor Transformer in surprised, including Pantha.
"Dinobot! No! Stand down!" Pantha commanded, glaring at the bot, once she had recovered from the shock of Dinobot's news. "Now!"
"Negative…" The Transmetal shook his head, "NightScream. Come here."
The bat 'bot looked at Dinobot, "Yes-Yes, sir? What is it?"
"Pull up Pantha's file." He growled.
"No! Stand down! Both of you! That's an order!" Pantha glared at the two, "Dinobot, we'll talk about this later."
The Maximals looked at each other as NightScream backed away. They all had the same look in their optics. Pantha noticed it and swallowed. She turned around and walked out of the bridge, her hands folded in front of her chest. The young commander sighed.
"Females." Dinobot growled as he looked at everyone. He turned around and followed the Maximal leader out of the bridge and into the hall. Dinobot caught up with the femme and grabbed her arm. He turned her around so she was facing him, "You'll have to tell them sooner or later." Dinobot warned. "You'll know what will happen if they find out and you didn't tell them…"
Pantha looked at Dinobot, "I'm perfectly fine being who I am. I'm not going to be who I'm not." She growled. "Or who he wanted me to be." Pantha snatched her arm away from Dinobot, "I'm going to go question Rampage, Dinobot. Cheetor is in charge in case something happens while I'm down there. I don't want to be disturbed." And with that, Pantha turned away from Dinobot and walked away from the Transmetal Dino.
Rattrap, who had followed the two and watched, confused, came out of where he was hiding after Pantha was out of earshot. He walked over to Dinobot and glared at him, "What was dat all about, Chopperface?" Rattrap asked as he made sure Pantha wasn't going to jump out from around the corner and accuse him of spying. Even though he was.
Dinobot growled his growl/sigh and then looked at Rattrap. "It's something you'll have to figure out for yourself or Pantha will have to tell you, Vermin," He muttered. The Dino growled his growl/sigh again and then went into beast mode. "Primus help Primal."
"Huh?" Rattrap asked as Dinobot finished transforming, "Whatcha mean by that, Chopperface?" He growled as Dinobot walked away, "Chopperface! Don't you leave yet! I'm not finished with ya!" Rattrap yelled as Dinobot left the Axalon II. "Eh, forgetcha!"
Rattrap turned around and headed back to the bridge. He grabbed a seat and rolled to the middle of the bridge, where the holo-computer was. The Transmetal rat thought about something for a moment before muttering, "Computer. Bring up Maximal Commander Pantha's file." He looked around, "Include history and family."
"Password?" The computer's female voice asked.
"Password?" Rattrap echoed. He blinked. That wasn't right. Files were opened for everyone to read. Rattrap sighed and then blinked, "Uh…Maximal?" He asked, praying to Primus it would work.
Rattrap sighed, What do I know 'bout dis kid? The ran thought, She's de Maximal Commander…she's stubborn…de kid's got a major attitude problem…De kitten's a cat…she's Rhinox's kid…maybe dat's it! Rattrap sat up, "Rhinox? Father?"
"Incorrect."
"Arg! Slaggit!" Rattrap growled, "Think, Rattrap, think!"
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Pantha walked into the prison area of the Maximal war ship. She made sure the doors shut and locked themselves behind her so no one would interrupt them. Once they were locked, Pantha walked over to the last holding cell and saw Rampage sitting on the bench in the cell. She cleared her throat and put her hands behind her back, "Rampage?" The femme asked softly.
The crab 'bot looked up and glared at the green eyed femme with his emerald optics. The two stayed like that, eyes locked, even when Rampage started to talk. He sighed, "What do you want?" He asked, "To torture me mentally like your friend or physically like Megatron?" There was a venomous tone in his voice.
Pantha looked away from Rampage, admitting him the victor of their contest, and then sighed, "No, I'm not here to torture you, Rampage." She spoke softly. Pantha clenched her teeth, "And what do you mean 'like your friend'? I didn't give anyone permission to come down here." Pantha growled. She softened when she looked at the prisoner. "Who came down here, Rampage?" Her voice was barely a whisper.
Rampage grinned, though it was hard to see, and laughed.
Pantha growled. She walked over to the laser bars holding Rampage in the cage and folded her arms in front of her chest. "Rampage…" She sighed, "I know this sounds…weird…but I am trying to help you. Whether you want my help or not." Pantha took a deep breath, "Now…who was in here?"
Rampage glared at the fembot and growled. He stood up and walked as close to Pantha as the bars would allow him to go. He looked her over once. The femme had Ravage's features, but BlackArachnia's body. She could have been Ravage's kid instead of Rhinox's. Rampage smiled as he looked at the ceiling, "Your brother."
The words stung. Pantha flinched and Rampage saw it. He grinned again, but frowned when Pantha recovered. "You're lying." Pantha growled, "My brothers and sister killed themselves because Megatron told them to! It's your commander's fault they died!" She felt tears come, but Pantha swallowed them. No Pred was going to make her cry.
"I am not lying." Rampage glared, but spoke softly, taking in the young femme's emotions. He loved the way she felt so sad right now, "It's like the human saying goes. An eye for eye, an arm for an arm," He smiled when Pantha turned to leave. "A life for a life."
Pantha froze. "No…" She whispered, turning back around. Pantha looked at Rampage, "So…of you're saying what I think you're saying…then that means…slaggit. We're in trouble."
"Hey, boss lady!" Rattrap's voice came from Pantha' comm. "Get yer yarn chasin' butt over here! Now!"
Pantha growled, but touched the Maximal symbol on her shoulder, "Pantha here, Rattrap." She said into the comm., getting a weird look from Rampage, "What is it?"
Rattrap growled, "Seems we lost some cargo during the crash. Preds-"
"Say no more. I'm on my way."
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RG: Tehehehehehehe. New chap finally!
Rampage: (Blinks) Took ya forever.
RG: (Eye twitches) Rampage...run...now.
Rampage: (Runs)
RG: Read and review, please. (Chases Rampage)
