Disclaimer: Don't own Transformers or Beast Wars. I own Oumu, Pantha, TriDrac, Curator, Orcus, Axalon II, Midnight, and I think that's all of them.

RG: Yay! Dances Finally! Took me all night to do this chap...

Pantha: Sweatdrops Jus' get to the chap.

RG: Sticks out tongue Nyah! Anyways...onto the story!

SilverBolt sighed as he looked at the monitor. Monitor duty was boring, but the noble Maximal would never complain about his jobs. He stifled a yawn and then looked around. The only other person in the control room was Cheetor and he was too busy waiting on the CR Chamber to finish its job to talk. This brought a smile to SilverBolt's face. It was obvious the cat had a crush on the newest Maximal, Oumu, but was too scared and/or nervous to tell the femme. "Cheetor."

Cheetor turned slightly. "Yes, 'Bolt?" He asked, looking at the older Maximal.

"She'll be fine. We found her in time. Don't worry." SilverBolt smiled as he turned back to the monitors.

"I know, SilverBolt, but still…after how bad that psycho hurt her, I want to make sure that she'll be okay." The cat sighed. "I mean…he left her bleeding and injured and…"

"Cheetor. She'll be okay."

Cheetor smiled a little and then turned back to the CR Chamber. He heard SilverBolt chuckle behind him and he turned. "What's up, 'Bolt?"

SilverBolt looked at Cheetor, "Nothing. It's just…you seem to have a crush on the young femme you found." He said, smiling. "And she does you."

Cheetor blushed slightly. "Wha-? No. I mean…I don't think-" But before the feline could finish, the CR Chamber's doors opened, revealing Oumu. Cheetor turned to look at the femme and blinked.

Oumu was brightly colored and had a slim, delicate figure. She had bright, red wings on her back that reminded Cheetor of angel's wings. Her beast mode's head was on her chest and she had soft, red optics. Her feet were bird's talons and her hands were small compared to the others, but just the right size for a bird's hands, if they had any. Oumu blinked and smiled at Cheetor. "Hello. Again."

"Uh...hi." Cheetor smiled back. He blinked and then realized he was staring at the femme. "Uh...why don't I show you around?" He offered, blushing slightly.

Oumu smiled at Cheetor and then nodded. "Sure. If don't mind." The femme said in her own voice, which was somewhat gentle, but it still had a warrior's tone to it.

"Of course not. Let's go."

Oumu smiled as Cheetor grabbed her arm gently and started to pull her out of the control room. She laughed slightly as she started to run with the cat. "Where to first?"

"I have no clue, rec room?"

"Okay."

SilverBolt smiled as he watched the two run out of the control room. He turned back to the monitor when two arms wrapped around his neck and shoulders. The mech smiled. "BlackArachnia."

The she spider simply smiled. "Yes, Bowser Boy?" She teased. "What's wrong, monitor duty too exciting for ya?"

"If only, my love."

BlackArachnia laughed lightly as she hugged the mech warmly. She nuzzled his check with hers and watched the monitor with him. "Then allow me join you."

Meanwhile, TriDrac and Rattrap were playing "Battleship" when a pretty pissed Pantha ran into the room, soaking wet. The femme glared at TriDrac. "TRI! How DARE you! You know I HATE WATER!" She hissed.

TriDrac simply smiled. "What? You think I did this?"

"Did you?" Rattrap asked.

"Yeah."

"TRIDRAC!" Pantha yelled as she tackled him. The two wrestled, TriDrac laughing and Pantha hissing. When she finally clawed him, TriDrac realized he had gone too far with his prank.

"Pantha, stop!" TriDrac yelled as he kicked the femme off him. "I'm sorry! I didn't know you would take it like this…"

"I'm a WET CAT!" Pantha yelled.

TriDrac took a step back. "Run?"

"I would recommend it, kiddo." Rattrap nodded.

"Gotcha."

TriDrac yelped and ran out of the room like Unicron himself was after him. Pantha hissed and ran out of the room, following. She started to run on all fours when she slipped and ran right into a wall. The femme groaned and let out as many curses as a femme her age should never use. Finally, she stopped cursing and sat up. "Ow. Tri's sooooooooooo dead!"

Just as Pantha was standing up, a scream was heard. The femme yelped and ran towards the source of the scream. As she turned a corner, Cheetor and Oumu joined her. Oumu was flying while Cheetor was running next to Pantha. "What the slag was that, big cat?"

"I don't know, but I know it came from outside!" Pantha said as the two ran outisde. They pulled out their weapons and were just about to enter the forest when a bloody femme limped out of the forest. Pantha gasped.

The femme looked at the two and gasped. She placed her hand over her spark and collapsed. Pantha ran forwards and caught the femme. "Slag…Orcus did this to her…" She muttered. "Who is she?"

"I don't know, but she's got an Autobot symbol…" Cheetor muttered.

"What? Quickly, let's get her inside." Pantha grunted as she picked the owl up. "She looks a little like Midnight, but not quite."

Cheetor nodded as he opened a Chamber and helped Pantha put the newest femme in. "I wonder who she is…"

"Who knows?" Pantha sighed as she sat down. "I'll watch her. You show Oumu around."

"Yes ma'am." Cheetor saluted before walking off.

Pantha sat back and waited.

Meanwhile, inside the CR Chamber, the new femme, whose name was Talon, was dreaming about the nightmare that had just happened to her.

Dream

Talon groaned as she opened her optics. She looked around and then tried to sit up, but noticed she couldn't. "What the slag? Where am I!" The owl yelled as she struggled against the straps that bound her to the cold, metal table that was covered with…Energon!

"Don't struggle, my dear." A cold voice grinned. Told looked up and saw a werewolf walk into view. His grin sent a chill down the owl's spine. "We're about to have some fun. So don't…struggle…"

Talon's optics widened when she saw the Energon blade in Orcus' hand. She tried to struggle, but the straps held her in place as the werewolf put his blade to her chest and cut. Talon let out as many curses as she could before the wolf stopped after a minute. She glared at him. "What are you going to do!"

"This." Orcus smiled as he reached into Talon's chest and grabbed her spark. He squeezed.

Talon arched her back and let out a shrill screech that matched her alt mode's screech. Her optics flickered with pain.

Orcus stopped after a minute and removed his hand. He smiled at the panting femme and then licked his claws. "That was fun…for me." The wolf smiled his sadistic smile as Talon cursed in as many different languages as she knew. "Now, now, let's not start that, shall we?" Orcus grinned as he leaned down next to the femme's ear. "Let's not make things any worse than they have to be, hmm?"

Talon glared at Orcus and cussed out even more. The femme winced as her spark gave off a sharp pain, but continued to glare at the werewolf. However, this only egged Orcus on and the mech reached into Talon's chest again. He squeezed as hard as he could.

Talon arched her back and her head shot back. The femme screamed for all she was worth.

End Dream
Talon's optics shot open and she screamed. The femme stopped after a minute and panted. "Where the-? Where the hell am I?" She asked as she looked around. "Some sort of chamber…I've got to get out!" The owl grunted and started to pound the Chamber's door.

A minute later, the door opened and Talon tumbled out. She looked up and saw a black femme that looked like she was both machine and animal looking down at her with a green bot that also looked like he was both machine and animal. The femme blinked. "Uh…you okay?"

Talon shot up and looked at the two. "What the hell are you!" She asked, then looked at herself. She too, was half animal, half machine. "Wha..."

"I'm Pantha. Maximal commander." The black femme smiled as she pointed to herself. "This is Waspinator. Ex-Predacon."

The wasp smiled and his hand flew up a little in a half wave. He buzzed.

Talon looked at Pantha and then at Waspinator. "Who the-? Where's Scavenger! Where are the Autobots!"

"Autobotzzz?" Waspinator buzzed.

Pantha blinked. "I'm afraid the Autobots have been gone for over millions of years…" She said softly. "Who are you?"

"Talon. I'm an Autobot…" The owl sighed. "You're telling the truth, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Great…"

"Perhaps we should explain." Pantha sighed. "First, let's get you to a room and then you can tell me about Orcus."

"Who?"

"The werewolf that did that to you." Pantha pointed to Talon's chest, where the scar was.

Talon looked down and let out a growl. She looked at Pantha. "Seems he's gotten both of us."

"Waspy too. And Terrorsaur. And Oumu. And Midnight and Tolero." Pantha shook her head. "He's only killed two so far, but…."

Talon let out a growl and Pantha shut up. The owl femme touched the scar on her chest and cursed. "Slag that fragger…"

"I know what you mean, Talon, that…" The feline stopped and sighed. "Why don't I show you around and help you settle down into your room?"

"Thanks." Talon smiled.

"No problem, let's go. SilverBolt, BlackArachnia, it's your turn on patrol. Waspy, you're now on monitor duty. Talon, let's go!" Pantha grinned, pulling the owl out of the control room.

SilverBolt and BlackArachnia looked at each other. The two smiled and transformed before leaving the base to go on patrol.

Waspinator sighed as he watched the others leave. He blinked, sighed again and then sat down to begin his shift on monitor duty. The mech pulled out a paddleball toy and smiled. "Wazzpinator prepared for loooong megacycle." He grinned as he started to play with it when suddenly the entire base plunged into darkness. Waspinator yelped and sat up strait, pocketing the paddleball into sub space, and then looked around the control room, trying to see through the darkness. "Who turn on the dark?"

"I dunno, Waspy. Move!"

Waspinator felt himself being pushed out of the way and he stumbled a little. The wasp heard typing a frustrated growl. "Catbot?"

"Shh, Waspy!"

"What the hell!" Talon's voice yelled. "What happened?"

"I dunno!" Pantha yelled back, "Power was cut from outside! Rattrap, come in!"

Static.

"Slaggit! Comms ain't working! Talon, can you go outside and look around for what caused the outage? Try to fix it if you can, please. Waspy, stay here and try to get the emergency power on. I'm gonna go find the others and see if they know what's going on."

"You got it, Pantha!" Talon smiled as she transformed into beast mode. The femme flew into the air and then out of the ship.

Pantha blinked and slits appeared in her optics as pupils. She looked around. "I love being a cat!" She smiled as she looked around. The femme spotted Waspinator. "Stay here, Waspy, and try to get the power back up, if you can, that is. Rattrap'll join you once I find him."

Waspinator nodded, even though he didn't want to repair the machine. He didn't know the first thing about getting power up or repairing anything. However, something about the femme's pupils made him agree to it anyways.

Pantha smiled. "Thanks, Waspy. The machine's hidden under that monitor. Why do you think I never let anyone use that one, hmm? Beast mode." The femme said, transforming. She sped out of the room a second later, looking for her friends.

Waspinator sighed as he walked over to the machine. "Wazzpinator not know firzzzt thing about power machine…Wazzpinator not like dark either…"

"I love it." A voice hissed. Two, blood red optics appeared and watched the bug. "Why don't you?"

Waspinator froze at the voice. He knew that voice. "Crabbot?"

"...Exactly…" The voice hissed before tackling Waspinator to the ground.

Talon transformed and landed on the base's roof. It was nighttime, but that didn't bother the owl. After all, she had her beast mode's powerful eyes to help her see in the dark. The bird femme walked over to a spot on the roof and bent down. There, her optics spotted a cleanly cut cable. Talon touched it and then pulled her hand back as the electricity shocked her a little. "Ow. Yep. This is the cable…" She muttered. Pantha, I found the cable. Talon reported into her comm., but then remembered that the comms weren't working. "Oh well…time to get to work…"
Pantha sighed as she ran through the base. All of a sudden, she let out a yelp as she ran into something very…fuzzy? "Ow! Guess my optics aren't that good…"

"No, my fur's just as black as this infuriating darkness." Tolero's voice smiled as he helped the femme up. "You okay?"

"Yeah, thanks, d-Tolero." Pantha muttered. She looked around. "You seen any of the others?"

"I'm afraid not." Tolero shook his head, his red optics moved from side to side, making a red visor looking light in the dark hallway. "You were on your way to find them, correct?"

"Yeah." Pantha nodded. She smiled at the comforting red optics. "Let's-" But before Pantha could even finish, the lights came back on. The femme let out a small, soft sigh. "Well, that's good news. Let me see if this is Waspy's doing or Talon's." Talon. Pantha said into her comm.

Yeah, Pantha. I fixed it. Power is on now, right?Talon's voice asked through the comm., nervously.

Yes. Thank you, Talon.

Tolero nodded. "Well, now that power's back on, I'm going to go back to work analyzing." He said before turning around and heading back to his room.

"See ya, Tolero." The femme smiled. She commed everyone else just to make sure they were okay and then headed back to the control room. When she got there, however, Pantha's mouth dropped and she stared, mouth open, at the sight in front of her.

Waspinator was lying on the ground in a pool of Energon. The mech's optics were off, but his low breathing told Pantha that he was still alive…for now. The femme rushed over to the wasp and picked him up in her arms. "Waspy? Waspy, what happened! Waspy, slaggit, answer me!"

"Crab…bot…" The wasp weezed, his optics flickered dangerously as he looked at Pantha. Waspinator shivered as he bled. "Crabbot attacked…Wazzpinator…in the dark…"

"Oh Primus…Rampage…" Pantha whispered. She held the bot and ran towards the CR Chamber. When she was almost there, however, she ran into Dinobot. Pantha stumbled back. "Outta my way, Dinobot!"

Dinobot looked at the femme and then at the Energon covered Waspinator in her arms before he permitted her to pass. The Transmetal 2 raptor followed, sniffing the air around Pantha and Waspinator as he did. "Rampage…" He growled.

"Yeah, DB. Rampage." Pantha growled as she hurried over to a CR Chamber. The femme placed Waspinator in and then looked at Dinobot. "Now we've got two psychos on the loose…"

Dinobot let out a sigh.

"We're all gonna die…"

Dinobot looked up at Pantha's words. He smirked a little, but it fell as he saw the seriousness in her optics. The raptor growled and looked at the Energon on both of their bodies. He wiped some of it off. "Rampage is free…Orcus," Pantha flinched, "is still out there…hunting us…no doubt those two will team up."

Pantha, who had sat down in a chair, wrapped her arms around herself and shivered. The femme pulled her knees up to her chin. "I hope not, Dinobot…I really hope they don't…" She said, her voice full of fear. "Orcus is bad enough, but with Rampage…"

"We're all gonna die." Rattrap's voice growled. He looked at the two Maximals and sighed. "I told you, kitten, that-"

Pantha shot to her feet. "I don't want to hear it, Rattrap!" She hissed. "I know what I did was stupid, okay! What more do you want from me! You want me to go out there and defeat these psychos single handedly! I can't! I just…can't. I'm not…him…so get off my case 'cause I'm doing the best I slaggin' can!" With that, the feline turned and left the room in a huff.

Rattrap looked at Dinobot. "Shut up, Chopperface."

Dinobot let out a growl as he looked at the rat. "Vermin…" He snarled, turning. Dinobot walked out of the room, leaving Rattrap alone in the room.

Meanwhile, Talon, who had just come back inside the base after she finished repairing the power cable, walked into the control room and saw the mess. The first words out of her mouth were, "What the hell!"

"Rampage." Cheetor muttered as he finished cleaning the Energon up. He turned to the owl femme and sighed. "He escaped while the power was off and came into the control room to escape and…he found Waspinator and, I guess he missed causing pain…"

"He didn't…" Talon whispered.

"He did. Waspinator only just made it…" The cat said softly, shaking his head. He sighed and looked at the owl femme.

"That…damn fragger!"

"Yeah, I know, Talon."

Talon let out a growl, but looked around the room. "What now?"

"I don't know." Cheetor sighed.

Meanwhile, the now free Rampage grinned as he drove through the forest in tank mode, ignoring the cries of the animals and other things that he ran over. He was free again. And that thought…made his mind go wild with ideas. First thing was first, though, he had to find this…Orcus that the Maximals talked about. Orcus sounded like a good business partner and, even though he wouldn't be an ally in a way, he would still be someone Rampage could join in order to cause other bot's misery. Just the thought made his spark pulse with happiness.

Rampage was just about to leave the forest when he felt someone's pain pulse through his spark. The mech transformed and followed the welcomed sense of agony until he reached a small cave that was built into a caynon wall. Rampage walked into the brightly lit cave and a scream hit his audios. It was, however, soon cut off and a coking sound was heard. The crabbot walked into the room and a voice laughed.

"My, my, I see my plan worked. You escaped, Rampage." The cold, eerie voice chuckled darkly.

"Yes…" Rampage growled. "Now, who are you and why did you help me? Do you even know who I am?"

A clatter was heard and something rolled out of the shadows and hit Rampage's foot. When the mech looked down, he saw NightScream's head staring up at him, his optics black with death and his face twisted into a terrified, pain filled scream like Terrorsaur's and Midnight's had been. Rampage picked up the head and looked at it. "So I take it this means that you are the Orcus I have been hearing about?"

"Yes, I suppose I am." The cold voice said as the werewolf mech walked out of the shadows, his body covered in the bat's Energon. He looked Rampage over and then smiled. "I heard about Omicron and what you did there…"

"And?"

"Would you care to join me?" Orcus asked as he walked into the shadows. A moment later, he brought out pieces of NightScream's wing. "I know how much you enjoy the pain and suffering of other 'bots…and I know how much you long to cause it…" He looked at Rampage, "So, are you with me or against me?"

Rampage glared at Orcus as the werewolf crushed NightScream's wing in his claws and then sprinkled it into the wind. His optics lit up with a passionate hate and lust for bloodshed. The crab's smile returned.

SilverBolt sighed as he and BlackArachnia explored the forest on patrol. If there was one thing they loved about patrol duty was that Pantha always stuck them together just like most of their jobs were together. The two walked through the forest and were just about to head back to the Axalon II when a laugh rang through the dense undergrowth. Both of the bonded couple immediately transformed and got out their weapons.

Rampage laughed as he stepped out of the bushes. "My, my, afraid, are we?" He teased the couple.

BlackArachnia growled at the mech while SilverBolt glared at him. The two prepared to attack Rampage when something hit the ground in front of them. Both looked down and saw something wrapped in a leathery substance. SilverBolt bent down and grabbed it while BlackArachnia kept glaring at Rampage. Once the mech opened the package, however, he and the she spider both gasped. "NightScream!"

Orcus' voice laughed. "So…you like my handiwork?"

"Monster!" BlackArachnia spat.

Orcus laughed his cold, unfeeling laugh. "What's wrong, don't you like it?"

"You…you…fiend!" SilverBolt snarled. He shivered and covered NightScream's face with the leathery substance that was…"His wing! You did this to him and then tear his wings!" The mech growled.

"Call it a taste of what is yet to come." Orcus grinned as his optics lit up in the darkness. The mech's optics looked down. "Rampage."

Rampage smiled and pulled out his cannon. "Fire." The crab growled before firing at the couple.

Waspinator let out a small whimper as the CR Chamber's opened. He expected to be back in the Predacon base for some reason with Megatron and the others glaring at him. Instead, the familiar, warm faces of Cheetor, Tolero and Pantha greeted the mech as he stepped out of the chamber. He looked at the faces of his Maximal friends and blinked. "Wazzpinator…zzzzurvived?"

"Barely." Pantha said softly.

Cheetor looked at the wasp. "You okay, Waspinator? Rampage…" He trailed off and Tolero took over.

"He escaped and got you on his way out."

Waspinator buzzed nervously and his wings twitched. "Wazzpinator knowzzz…"

"It was my fault, Waspy." Pantha said softly, not looking at the mech. "I…shouldn't have made you stay and turn on the machine. I'm the one that knows the most about that and I should have stayed…I also shouldn't have brought Rampage into the base…"

"Not catbot'zzz fault…"

Cheetor opened his mouth to say something when a voice laughed through his comm.. "Oh no." He muttered.

"Oh yes! Remember me!" The insane voice laughed.

"Orcus…" Pantha shivered. "What do you want! How did you get our signal!"

"Well…let's just say that she won't need it anymore…" Orcus smiled.

"She? BLACKARACHNIA!" The feline screeched. "YOU DIDN'T!"

"I did!" Orcus laughed.

Tolero looked and saw everyone's terrified faces. "Where is her body!" He demanded, growling.

"With her precious lover. He's bringing both hers and the bat's body…I only hope he'll make it that far with all the fun Rampage and I had with him…"

"Rampage!" Pantha snarled. "Cheetor! Cut it!"

Cheetor turned off his comm., ending the transmission. The feline looked at Pantha, his face worried. "What now, big cat?"

"Tolero, Cheetor, go find and help SilverBolt. Now!" Pantha snarled. As soon as the mechs were gone, Pantha walked out of the room, tears running down her face.

Waspinator, who appeared to have been completely forgotten, looked at the femme and walked after her. He placed his hand on her shoulder and Pantha turned around. "Cat…bot?" The wasp asked when he saw the tears.

"I can't…do this…" Pantha whimpered. She wiped the tears away, but more came. "I just…can't…"

"Hey-huh? What's wrong?" Talon's voice asked.

The two turned and saw that the owl femme had walked into the room. Pantha spoke up after a moment of silence. "BlackArachnia and NightScream are…dead…" She said, her voice breaking. The sobs stayed in her throat and therefore, cause her throat to hurt, but she was not going to cry. She…just didn't cry…

Talon blinked. "D-Dead? Who killed them?"

"The same person that did this to us." Pantha said, pointing to her scar. "And this to Waspy." The femme showed Talon the scars on Waspinator's arms.

Talon growled. "Orcus…"

"Exactly…and Rampage…"

"Rampage? He joined…oh shit. We're doomed."

"Exactly."

Meanwhile, Tolero and Cheetor were hurrying towards SilverBolt's last known position, hoping to get to the mech before he succumbed to his injuries and died. If he wasn't already dead, that is. The two Maximals were just about to leave the forest to check the nearby lake and canyon when they heard a low, pained groan. Both quickly transformed and looked at each other before looking around for the pain filled cry. Finally, they found it.

SilverBolt was struggling to walk, his body covered in mech fluid and Energon. One of his wings was missing and he had cuts all over his body; in his optics, he had a look of pure sorrow and emptiness. The mech had BlackArachnia's beaten, broken and bloody body in his arms. The she spider was missing a few legs and her chest was not only cut open, but torn open as well. In her chest, the bright blue glow of a spark that was supposed to be there…was missing.

Cheetor and Tolero looked at each other, blinked, aghast at their friend's shapes, and then ran over to SilverBolt. Both opened their mouths to say something, but Cheetor was the first to recover and speak. "SilverBolt, what-what happened!"

SilverBolt looked up at Cheetor with lifeless, beaten optics and opened his mouth to say something when he gasped sharply. Pain coursed throughout his body and the mech fell forwards. Luckly, Tolero caught him and BlackArachnia and threw the femme's body over his shoulder. He handed SilverBolt's now in stasis lock body and then shook his head. "This just keeps getting worse and worse.

"I know, Big T." Cheetor sighed as he started to carry SilverBolt back to the Axalon II.

Tolero followed the cheetah when something fell from SilverBolt's hand. "Hmm?" The bear bent down and picked it up. He unwrapped the item from its leathery like package and gasped. "NightScream!"

Rattrap gaped when he saw SilverBolt and BlackArachnia's bodies. His optics widened and his mouth fell farther when he saw what Tolero was carrying after the bear had put BlackArachnia down: NightScream's head. The rat blinked, stunned, and then looked at BlackArachnia. "Poor Legs…" He muttered. "Poor Screamer…"

Tolero put NightScream's head down on a bed next to his sister's body and he clenched his fist. "That…monster!"

Cheetor placed SilverBolt into a CR Chamber and then looked at NightScream's head. The mech shuddered. "That…psycho and Rampage did this to them…"

"WHAT!" Rattrap yelled. "Orcus and RAMPAGE!"

The bear and cheetah nodded.

"We're all gonna die…"

"No." Everyone turned and saw Talon and Pantha looking at them. The feline looked at everyone, "We're not. We're going to fight this monster and stick together. He can't kill us is we stick together…"

"Yes he can! He's with Rampage and those two took down SilverBolt and BlackArachnia! We're not even sure if 'Bolt's gonna make it!" Rattrap growled.

Pantha looked at the ground. She swallowed and closed her optics. Tears fell.

Rattrap blinked, surprised.

Talon growled at the rat and then looked at all of the bodies of the dead mechs that Orcus had killed. Another growl escaped her throat. "I'll kill this bastard…" She snarled.

"Right now, we all need rest." Cheetor said softly. "Alright? Why don't we all just go and recharge?"

Pantha nodded. "Yeah. Rattrap, Tolero, Cheetor, Talon, go get some rest. I'm going to follow up on the lead NightScream reported before…" She trailed off and looked at the bat's head. "Oh Primus, NightScream…"

Cheetor glanced at the Maximal leader as he and Rattrap left the med bay. Talon walked out, but didn't go to her room. Instead, she waited outside the room for everyone else to leave. Tolero walked over to Pantha and made the young femme looked at him. "It's not your fault…"

"I feel like it is…" Pantha said softly, looking at the bodies, "I feel like…I should have stopped this monster before he killed this many of us…" She looked at Toler and sobbed once. "It's all my fault..."

"No it's not." Tolero said before bringing Pantha into a hug.

The femme wrapped her arms around Tolero's fuzzy body and buried her face into his fur. "Daddy…" Was the only word that she said as she cried into his ash black coat.

Tolero looked up and saw Talon looking at the two. He sighed and looked down at Pantha as the femme pushed herself away from him. "Thanks, Tolero, I needed that. Now, back to business…" The femme said, looking at the bodies. She turned quickly and walked out of the med bay.

Talon blinked and followed Pantha. "So…what's the lead you were talking about?"

Pantha sighed. Can I tell her about Curator? After all, he never told me I couldn't…but he never said I could, either…then again, Talon'll think I'm crazy if I tell her about him…oh well. The femme looked at her friend. "Well, he told me about…" She started to tell Talon the story that Curator had told her and then about the story from the news paper NightScream found.

TriDrac sighed as he and Waspinator walked through the base. He hated the bug even though he wore a Maximal symbol; it made him nothing more than a turncoat. What was to stop Waspinator from turning against the Maximals and going back to the Predacons? Nothing. The Komodo looked at Waspinator. "What the hell did Pantha say again?"

"To tighten zzzecurity mezzzzzurezzzzzz…" Waspinator muttered. He knew the mech didn't like him, but it's not like he cared. After all, nobody at the Predacon base liked him when he was a Predacon, why should the Maximals like a turncoat?

"That's right…well, let's go get sentinel up an' running even better." TriDrac started a mental checklist, "We can…upgrade the weapons, turn the scanners on high alert…make it do scans of the inside of the building every ten cycles just incase something got in without its knowledge…got any ideas, Waspinator, of what else we can do?"

Waspinator's wings rose a little, but then drooped. "Wazzpinator don't got a zzingal clue…"

"Perfect…" TriDrac muttered as he walked over to a wall. The mech opened a hatch in the ceiling and started to climb up the ladder. He looked down. "You coming or not, Waspinator?"

"Wazzpinator coming, Wazzpinator coming." Waspinator muttered as he grabbed the ladder. He followed TriDrac up into the "ceiling" and then blinked as he looked around. "It'zzz like another zzzzhip up here…"

"This place," TriDrac grunted as he opened another hatch, this time, revealing a machine, "is hidden in case of intruders. It holds sentinel and also a few other things as well. Extra CR Chambers, a few escape pods if needed, ect, ect…"

Waspinator blinked as he looked around. He spotted a pod and walked over to it. Waspinator put his hand on the glass part of the pod and wiped the dust away. But before he could finish wiping all the dust away, TriDrac yelled at him to come help him. Waspinator buzzed once and ran over to the Komodo. "Lizardbot?"

"What?" TriDrac snapped. "Hand me that wrench."

Waspinator grabbed the wrench and handed it to him. "What'zzzz that?" He asked, looking at the pod.

"It's just a pod, Waspinator. Now, make yourself useful and find out how much we can increase the weapons systems without it over loading."

The wasp buzzed once and then flew over to a nearby computer. He typed in the code to get into the system and then did what TriDrac told him to, fingers flying over the controls.

"Well?"

"Lizardbot can increase power to the weaponzzzz by…" Waspinator blinked.

TriDrac growled as he stood up. "Move." The lizard pushed Waspinator out of the way and typed. "Got it. Heh. Guess you're not completely useless after all..." He snarled before going back over to the machine and back to work. TriDrac heard Waspinator buzz sadly, but ignored him. After all, he wasn't a Pred lover...even if that Pred was now a Maximal.

RG: Another chap finally finished! Whoo...14 pages...

Pantha:...Whoopy doo.

RG:...You need to stop hanging out with DD, you know that?

Pantha:...

RG: Right...anywho, R&R, please. For if you don't, I shall attack you with my bazooka! Also, no Reviews, no new chap...

Pantha: Also, you don't review, Alex'll cry.

RG: I will not!