Chapter 14 Agenda Part 2

Rattrap failed on Dinobot's shoulder, and was unable to break free of the warrior's grasp. Finally the two arrived at Dinobot's private quarters. The warrior set his lover down, and shut the door behind them.

"What da frag was dat for?" Rattrap attempted to shove Dinobot back, but the warrior didn't budge. "Why do ya have ta be like dis?" He slammed a servo on Dinobot's chest, "I can handle myself ya know!"

Dinobot growled down at the smaller mech, "Ravage is one of the most dangerous mechs on Cybertron! Vermin, he served the original Megatron. He's more dangerous than any of these Predacons!" The warrior exclaimed, he grabbed Rattrap's upper arm and pulled the smaller mech into an embrace.

The Maximal spy froze for a brief moment before pulling himself closer into the embrace of the taller warrior. "Oh Choppa' face, I love ya too." The raptor smiled and pulled Rattrap even closer. They knew each other too well. They didn't have to tell each other anymore. Dinobot had only said that phrase twice to Rattrap, that the rat could remember at least.

The most recent was when Dinobot though Rattrap was recharging, but really wasn't and the warrior whispered it into his audial. Nothing really fancy.

But the other time was a bit more interesting. And it involved three cubes of high grade split between them. Rattrap had stashed away the cubes, and one night cycle, they split them.

That was the first time the spark merged.

Rattrap smiled remembering their overcharged interfacing and his plating began to heat up. Dinobot's hum of amusement pulled Rattrap out of his memories.

"What are you thinking about, Vermin?" Dinobot released from their embrace, and then took a few steps toward the berth and sat on it. "Your plating is warm, is there something I can help with?"

Rattrap closed the gap between them, and then startled the warrior's lap. He wrapped his arms around Dinobot's neck. After a few brief heated kisses, Rattrap answered, "Well if ya ain't busy, dat would be nice."


. . .

Later, Rattrap awoke from the beeping of his comm. link. Drowsily the Maximal spy answered, "Yeah, ya need something?"

::Vermin, get your aft out the berth, we need you in the command center. Immediately.:: Rattrap's warrior lover was nearly shouting at him.

Rattrap laughed to himself, then respond back, "Alright, I'll be dere in a click." Then he powered off his comm and pushed himself out of his and Dinobot's shared berth. The room smelled heavily of interface, but it barely bothered Rattrap's sensitive organic sense of smell. As he grabbed a cloth to wipe himself down, Rattrap had to note that their pass Interface was one of the best ones they did. And the bonus was there too, Rattrap didn't know how he did it, but he somehow convinced Dinobot to spark merge with him. It was amazing too, Rattrap thought to himself.

He slipped out of the door of the berthroom, and made his way to the command center of the Axalon. Upon his arrival, the first thing he spotted was his new least favorite bot, Ravage.

The Decepticon scum had the indecency to speak too, and in almost a sarcastic tone. "Thank you for join us, Rattrap."

The rat didn't respond to the Decepticon's remarks, but stood next to Optimus Primal asking, "So what's up here Big Bot?"

"We're going to attack the Darksyde, and capture Megatron." Optimus said flatly, almost if he was unsure if it was a good idea or not. Rattrap only stared the Maximal leader, unable to speak. "You'll be with Dinobot, Rhinox, Cheetor, and Tigatron. We'll be coming in from Ravage's ship, and Silverbolt and myself with be coming in through the flank.

"What about me and Airazor?" Razorgear asked as she looked up from her sleeping sparkling. "Don't tell me we're staying at the base?" Optimus Primal didn't answer the young femme. "Slag, really Optimus?! This isn't fair-"

The Maximal leader slammed his fists against the control table in front of him, and the room went completely silent. "Fair? 'Gear this isn't a fragging game! Just of fragging once listen to me and do what I order you to do!" The leader took a deep breath, "Okay?" Razorgear simply nodded, unable to say anything else to the transmetal gorilla. "Anything else we need to go over?"

Again silence.

"Good, we leave in a 5 cycles, get some rest." Optimus closed the program on the control table, "You're dismissed."


. . .

The rest of the Maximals had left already a half a cycle ago, and Razorgear and Airazor hadn't heard any communications from them yet. Gear was passing around the control table, while Airazor was holding Ravenflare. The tiny sparkling waved at his carrier every time she passed in front of them.

"You need to relax, Gear." The older femme explained, with one servo rubbing the back of the two-toned sparkling.

"How am I supposed to relax, when they're out there fighting Megatron, without us!" Razorgear growled at her friend. "We should be out there with them!"

Airazor rolled her optics, and rubbed the side of Ravenflare's faceplate with her servo. "Honestly, Gear, I would rather be out there too. But Optimus needs us here keeping an optic on the base. Alright, Gear. We need to do what Optimus says for our own sake. We both know how dangerous Megatron is, we have to support the team on this one."

Razorgear grumbled a bit more before she sat beside Airazor, she lifted her sparkling into her own lap. The young bitty cried out with excitement. The dark purple sparkling snuggled closes to his carrier and begin to drift into recharge.

Within the next cycle Optimus Primal in. ::We're on our way back to base, with . . . with Megatron. We captured him. Prep the holding chamber.::

Razorgear just stared at her child in her arms as Airazor confirmed the rest of the Optimus' orders. She couldn't believe it, Megaton has finally been stopped. The beast wars are over! She brought Ravenflare into a tighter embrace and kissed him on top of his helm. "We're safe now, Raven. Finally safe."

. . . . .

Megatron was finally captured, in a cell, like the monster he is. Razorgear couldn't help but smile at the thought. Though, the mech still haunted her nightmare, she knew she needed to face him. She didn't know if she even could.

She shifted Ravenflare in her arms, the small mech was putting on weight, and was doing so fast. Razorgear knew it was healthy, but her sparkling was already getting heavy for her to carry all of the time.

"You alright, Gear?" Optimus Primal pulled the femme back into reality.

She nodded, "Yeah, fine." She smiled when she realized what she needed to do. "Do you mind holding Ravenflare for a while? I wanna go for a walk." She knew Optimus would never turn down a chance to hold the sparkling, so he immediately took her up on her offer.

She stepped out of the Axalon's command center and made her way down to the brig.

Razorgear stepped into the empty room, the bars of the prison cell illuminated the whole room. The mech behind them stood when Razorgear entered, his optics never left her as she carefully stepped toward his cell.

"Razorgear," He whispered, as if she would disappear into thin air if he spoke any louder. The purple femme glared back at him, her ruby red optics gave nothing but hatred. "It's good to see you, my dear." She didn't answer him. "Why, I'm surprised to see you, I assumed Optimus would keep you away from me."

"He doesn't know I'm here." She finally admitted. She watched as the warlord stepped to the very edge of his cell, with only the bars between him and Razorgear. If it wasn't for the bars, she would be shaking in front of him.

Megatron reached to touch her faceplate, but was quickly reminded of the energon powered bars."I've missed you," He pulled his hand back and stared into her optics.

Razorgear could feel her spark pulsing in her chest. She was absolutely terrified. "Why did you leave me? I never did anything to hurt you, so why?" Megatron begged, there was too much emotion in his voice to say anything else.

Though, when he said that, she frowned at him. "You think you didn't hurt me? That's all that you did!" Her voice rose, as she saw a look of confusion come over the large purple transmetal dinosaur. "You hurt me!" She emphasised every syllable.

"I . . . I never . . . ment to." The captured warlord muttered as he took a step away from the bars.

She could only stare, did he really believe that? Did Megatron truly believe that he didn't do her any wrong? She didn't understand. "It doesn't matter if you meant to, you did!"

"I am sorry, truly sorry, my spark." Megatron's immediate response surprised her. "And I do still love you." Razorgear couldn't process anything Megatron was saying, it just didn't make any sense. "Let me make amends with you Razorgear, for our sparkling's sake."

"You are never going near Ravenflare." She shouted as she took a step back from the containment cell. "I would rather die than see you near him!"

The transmetal t-rex laughed, "Surely you don't mean that, my spark."

Just before Razorgear could respond, Cheetor stepped into the brig carrying a try with a half a cube of energon on it. "Gear?"

"He should starve." She stated flatly as she began to make her way out of the brig.

Cheetor passed the half a cube to Megatron, and when he tried to thank the cat, Cheetor simply said. "Don't, I agree with Gear you don't deserve energon." Then the cat turned away and left the warlord alone in her cell.

. . . . .

Back in the command center of the Axalon:

Optimus Primal, Rhinox, Dinobot, and Ravage were discussing the situation with Megatron. "Engeron was always what Megatron was after, he must have stores of it everywhere!" The Maximal medic explained.

Ravage nodded his helm in agreement, but Optimus looked down at the sleeping sparkling in his arms. "No, we would have found those stores by now. Energon in that high of a concentration we could detect it."

The former Decepticon looked to Dinobot and asked, "You have been quite silent Dinobot, what is your input?"

The large raptor growled softly before he answered, "Energon was a bonus, a reason for a crew to sign on." Dinobot didn't look at their faces as he spoke. "Engeron was never the reason. The reason was the planet."

Razorgear had just walked into the command center, when Optimus asked, "The planet? What's so special about this planet?" The leader spotted the young femme and handed back her sleeping sparkling.

Razorgear stared at the Maximal leader, "Really, Optimus?" The three mechs turned to her, giving her questionable stares. "You don't know what planet we're on? It was the only planet we wanted to go to!" She exclaimed.

"And which planet is that?" Rhinox inquired leaning his arms on the control table in the center of the room.

This time Dinobot answered the question, and with a single word. "Earth."

Ravage immediately stiffened, and repeated the planet's name under his breath. He smiled. "Hmm, I believe we have to examine this from a new angle then."

Optimus Primal and Rhinox watched as Razorgear left the command center, Rhinox waited until she was out of sight before saying, "This is definitely going to change some things." He turned away from the control table.

"~Do you know what Earth means, Dinobot?~" Ravage asked the warrior in their native Predacon language. Dinobot looked at the former Decepticon, but didn't answer. "~It means the Predacons could be the superior race on Cybertron! We could stop our people from suffering! We could stop the Autobots!~"

Dinobot growled, "~Are you a fool? You don't even know if it would work!~" The warrior straightened, what was he thinking, betray the Maximals. He would never, not again. "~Not to mention you don't know where it is.~"

Ravage laughed, "~But I do.~" And the black mech turned away from the control table and exited the command center, heading toward the brig of the Axalon.

"Optimus-" Dinobot began in the common language of Cybertron.

"You know how I hate when you speak in Predacon in front of me!" The leader frowned, "I'm disappointed." He pointed at the direction Ravage went, "And what was that about? What was so important that you have to continue in Predacon?"

Dinobot reached toward the leader, "Optimus, we can't trust Ravage!" Optimus didn't answer the exPredacon. "Fine, I'll take care of it myself!" Dinobot spat, and stomped after the cassette.

In the raptor's hunt for the dangerous Decepticon, he crossed paths with Rhinox and Rattrap. "Hey, Choppa face!" Rattrap smiled at his lover, but the warrior charged right past them. "Geez, glichin' much today."

Dinobot sprinted through the Axalon to get to the brig, once the door opened he charged in head first.

Ravage was grabbed by the warrior and pinned him to the wall. Though, the black cat smiply laughed. "You are already too late traitor!"

The voice wasn't Ravage's, Dinobot heard an energy cannon power just before he blacked out.

. . . . .

"Hey, Rhinox! Choppa face is wakin' up!" Dinobot heard his lover call out from somewhere very close to his helm. Which didn't help his pounding and spinning helm. Slowly, the raptor powered on his optics, it took a click or so until the Axalon's command center came into view.

Optimus Primal stepped in front of Dinobot, the warrior's optics lost their focus. "I'm sorry Dinobot, I should have believed you."

Dinobot covered his optics with his clawed servo, "It is already too late for being sorry. We have to stop them now." He was so dizzy, his optics couldn't stay focused.

"So what's the plan Big Bot?" Dinobot heard the transmetal cheetah exclaim. The young mech's voice didn't help Dinobot's aching processor.

"We don't know their-" OPtimus began.

Dinobot stood, "The Ark! Frag it, they're going after the Ark!" The warrior nearly collapsed with his rapid movement, he was lowered back into his seat.

"The Ark?" Cheetor repeated, "Like the Autobot Ark?"

The raptor attempted to shake off his dizziness by moving his helm side to side. "One and the same."

A servo was placed on Dinobot's shoulder, "You're in no condition to fight, Dinobot." The leader began, "Everyone else, get prepped and ready to leave we leave as soon as possible."

There was a racket of noise, which added to the warrior's aching processor. He kept his optics offline, and he felt a gentle servo against the side of his faceplate.

"Get better soon, alright Choppa face?" Rattrap pressed a kiss against Dinobot's lips. The warrior was glad he couldn't see if anyone was watching. "Love ya'." Rattrap whispered, and slowly the loving pressure on Dinobot's faceplate disappeared.

There was silence in the Axalon command center for a few brief moments. Guilt washed over Dinobot, this could be the Beast Wars' final battle, and he couldn't even stand. He hated himself for it. He tried to think of anyway he could help, but none of it mattered if he couldn't recover soon. A warrior who couldn't stand was no use in the battlefield. He was useless.

"Dinobot?" The voice was quite, soft, Razorgear's. He didn't speak, but nodded for her to continue. "Ravenflare is recharging, so you don't have to worry about him for a while. Later though, will you check up and keep an optic on him?"

The warrior smiled, his optics still powered down. "Of course I will 'Gear." At least he was useful for something.

It was a few moments later, when Optimus Primal called out to the Maximal crew to head out. They exited in silence, everyone too on edge to speak. Dinobot was never the bot to pray to Primus, but he muttered a few prayers for the protection of the Maximals.

He would rather offline permanently then find out the Maximals were harmed while he was safe in the base. He couldn't stand it.

. . . . .

"Open it!" Megatron ordered the gold and black femme, his energy cannon aiming for her helm.

She laughed, "What are you going to do? I'm the only one with the Ark's access codes!"

The warlord nodded, "That is true, but my dear friend here has a gift for you." Megatron lowered his cannon and stepped to the side. Ravage was right behind him, with Silverbolt in stasis cuffs. Blackarachnia flinched at the sight of the Maximal fuzor. "The codes Blackarachnia, produce them at once!" The transmetal warlord aimed his weapon at his hostage.

Cleverly, she pretended not to care. "Shoot him if you want, he means nothing to me." The Black Widow spider then shook her helm. "Though it would be a waste of ammunition."

Megatron smirked, "So it would seem." The warlord of lowered his weapon. Then, looked to where the entrance to the cave was, he had already blown it close. The Maximals were almost through.

"Looks like the Maximals are almost here! You better go." Blackarachnia exclaimed to the warlord.

He wasn't fazed at all, "Well, I might as well take care of a possible menace." He aimed his cannon back at Silverbolt.

Ravaged laughed as the warlord's cannon charged to fire.

"Wait!" Blackarachnia called out, and Megatron smiled. "I'll do it, but it's only because we need to get to cover." She shoved the much larger mech out of the way. "Stand aside!"

The small spider femme stepped up to the golden Ark, "Computer decrypt and transmit access codes, now." She gave the order and her internal systems obeyed. Her optics went white as the access codes transmitted to the receiver on the side of the Ark's entrance.

The receiver flashed a few times, beeped, and then the Ark's towering door opened, allowing the Predacons to enter.

Optimus Primal and his Maximals had just made it past the stone barricade, when he watched Silverbolt as he was thrown aside by Ravage. The Ark's entrance slid closed as fast as it opened, giving the Maximals no time to attempt to enter.

"By Primus, No!" The Maximal leader yelled, as he sprinted closer to the Autobot ship.

Megatron laughed, "Excellent, keep those pathetic Maximals busy. Yeessss. Ravage and I have some important matters to care for." Ravage then walked past the huge mech, taking the lead as they went down the massive corridors of the Ark.

The Predacon warlord and the Decepticon walked down the halls of the ancient Autobot ship, the Ark. The halls were littered with the massive stasis locked frames of the Autobots and Decepticons.

"Eons from our time," Ravage began, "This ship was shot down by us, Decepticons. We fall into stasis, we do not awaken until the volcano erupts in 1984, Earth date of course. And then the war continues on this planet."

Megatron knew his history quite well, but he did not stop the Decepticon from his personal retelling of the events. "I was here, you know. I am alive, I survived, but many of my comrades did not."

They turned down a corridor, and the door slid open when they neared. "The command bridge is down here." Ravage pointed forward.

"Ravage," the black mech turned as the warlord said his name. "We now enter these hallowed halls as conquers. Yeeessss. We suffered through the rein of the archaic energon guzzlers, the Maximals. The accursed Autobots won the Great War against the Decepticons, their pathetic descendants, the Maximal ruled us Predacons. Treated us as filth." They walked as carefully as they could to take it in the sight of the frozen war. "As you figured, my name's sake, gave us these instructions. This ultimate risk, for the most ultimate prize." Megatron laughed. "Yeeesssss. The day of reckoning with those who made us slaves!"

Megatron glanced to his side to look at Ravage. But the black mech was not there. The warlord snapped around searching for the Decepticon.

Ravage was standing frozen just like the frame his optics were locked onto.

Megatron joined the smaller mech, "Is that?"

"Soundwave," Ravage answered. "I am in stasis inside of him right now. I . . . I miss him."

At first the warlord didn't know how to respond, but he knew he had to keep moving or else the Maximals would catch up. "We will avenge him." The warlord placed servo on the smaller mech's shoulder, and after a few brief moments he removed it. "I must go. Stay with your host if you wish."

The transmetal T Rex turned on his jets, and then closed the distance to the center of the command bridge. His prize came into view. A massive body lay limp in the control chair. Megatron smiled.

"We are finally face to face, Optimus Prime. In the future I know, you awaken and lead the Autobots to their victory." The purple mech flew to stare into the offline optics of the Prime. Charging his weapon to maximum output, Megatron continued to mock the unconscious mech. "Time now will take a new path." He aimed the cannon at the helm of Optimus Prime. "In the memory of the Decepticons, for glory of the Predacons, for the Cybertron that is rightfully ours - and mine to rule! I unleash the storm of vengeance. Farewell!"

Megatron fired his cannon, defacing the Autobot leader. He laughed as the massive energon storm begin to rapidly grow.

"What have you done to them?" Razorgear screamed out.

The Maximals were right behind her, phasing in and out of existence. Many of them screaming in pain.

Landing in front of the femme, Megatron grabbed her arm, spinning Razorgear around forcing her to watch the Maximals. "Say goodbye to the Maximals' and this universe. The future has changed, and for the better. Yeeesss, the Autobots lose! Decepticons triumph!" Razorgear couldn't break away from the warlord. "And you . . . You Maximals no longer exist!"

End of Chapter 14!

I am sooo sorry this update took so long. I had surgery, graduated, and had to get stuff ready for college. I promise the next one won't take so long. Thanks for all the support!

~Love, ArcMaximal

PS And I do apologize for the cliffhanger.