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Hey guys, here is the first chapter of the story. This one is a battle between two of the factions, I hope you enjoy it; I'll try my best to describe most of the action of characters, cannon fodder and the Main characters for you. Other than that there will be overviews, on how the battle is going and the tactics used. And a few descriptions of lands/cities I have totally made up. I hope you have fun reading as much as I have fun, writing mechanical beasts tearing each other's heads off.

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Now you can read about monsters eating each other. P.S. for simplicity's sake some warriors will have names, some will just be called by their beast forms e.g. triceratops/serpent. And sometimes just their faction e.g. pred's/Dinobots.

I will also recommend music to play during this and future chapters, you know if you want? Most of it is from the Age of extinction/Dotm score as I feel it capture this stories mood perfectly. Plus AOE has a Dinobot soundtrack, what else would you use? There will be several in this chapter and more for other battles and maybe a few to set the moods.

Reign of Starscream: Primitive Calling
Chapter 3:
Dinobots & Dragons

Location: planet Methelusa, city of Primitax.
Current occupants: 'The primitives'

The city of Primitax, a few day ago was a marvellous place. The structures here were the best that could be built with the materials available. It was quite marvellous considering the occupants millions of years ago were nothing but the prehistoric creatures of Cybertron. The city shone with the bright shiny metals they were built from. Some structures were changing from smaller buildings of stone, to towering metal skyscrapers. The cities all worked hard to achieve this, they desired a better world as the planet should be, not what a faction would make it.

The cities of the primitive faction were also stockpiles of energy/fuel that their species needed. Of course some of the occupant's could survive longer than others e those with advanced Dino/beast modes for example. The workers were slowly but surely becoming more 'civilised'. As they should be, thought most of them. This tranquillity the city showed was almost like the city itself was boasting its majesty. Though this tranquillity, as all peaceful and beautiful things must decay, and there would soon be a lot of 'bacteria' coming this way.

(Recommended music, 'the final knight' TF AOE score)

One day ago
Location: Alps of Terrorcor

The mountains were embedded with caves. No snow was at the peaks, the ability for it to fall stopped a long time ago. The Alps had a different name once, but things changed a few thousand years ago. Dug into the highest peak stood the fortress of Tyranticul. It was built into the mountain about a thousand years ago. Other bases stood all over the mountain ranges. Not as large or ominous as Tyranticul, but showed that this area, this kingdom was theirs. All of the bases held hundreds of troops. And the fortress held the 'terrormasters', the most terrifying and vile creatures ever to stalk the planet. The fortress held some of their most terrifying and reputational Terrorcons.

In the throne room stood 4 Terrorcons, their names Cutthroat, Sinnertwin, Blot and Rippersnapper. They kneeled in front of the throne. On the throne stood their Lord, Hun-Grr. He sat their slowly chewing on the head of a primitive, eating his way through the processor. The error masters awaited his words, though they would have preferred him to have the decency to not talk with his mouthful. He turned to Rippersnapper. The Terrorcon looked at him; he even now had an air of ego.

'Rippersnapper, have you found target for us to visit... The Terrorcons love to rip Primitive chassis' he said hungrily.

'AARGH Yes my lord' he grinned 'Rippersnapper finds, disgusting mechanoid betrayers of Primitax enjoy our hospitality RRRAHH' he screamed.
'RRahr, yes...perfect Hun-GRR we can feed their, plenty of metal to munch' he realised.
'Rarh yes they think we idiots...we rip them' cried one of Sinnertwins heads When discussing where to strike some of the terrormasters stayed in beast mode. 'GRAH ME CAN HARDLY WAIT...ME WANT PRIMITIVE METAL' his other angrier head snarled.
'SOON Terrormasters, soon we feed. Ready your Terrorcons for attack' he ordered. He had pointed at Blot and Cutthroat. 'You will attack Primitax, destroy the city and ready the food' he ordered.
'KAWW yes Hun-Grr soon we tear apart, enemies, feed on them, consume, destroy, OBLITERATE' screamed Cutthroat.

Blot nodded and left with Cutthroat. 'GRAH, BOUT time Blot smell make me angry, he disgusting' Rippersnapper snorted.
'AARGH WHY CAN ME NOT GO Hun-GRR? ME WANT TO RIP AND TEAR RAH' sinnertwin angrily asked.
'SINNERTWIN we stay here, Terrorcons not be trusted, by themselves. You get next attack' he stated.
Sinnertwin wanted to argue but he respected Hun-Grr enough to agree. 'Fine, me stay but me want to crush enemies next time' he informed before he left.

Hun-Grr sighed 'We can't all munch some have to stay, to many to keep track of' he told him before he left.
'GRAh Rippersnapper best ripper, me better than all primitives. All Dinobots and Predacons grah' he boasted.
'Rippersnapper, we are Terrorcons we feed together, rip together kill together. You are Terrorcon, YOU REMEMBER' he warned/advised.
Rippersnapper snorted before leaving. Hun-Grr continued to munch on the head. Tomorrow his forces would attack Primitax, and soon more food would await him. He soon however realised he ate the entire head. 'GRAH MORE FOOD, bring Hun-Grr MORE' he screamed to some nearby Terrorcons. Hey quickly transformed and used their beast modes to get to the storage room faster. 'Why Does food always gone, me need more, me starving' he thought. Luckily tomorrow the Terrorcons would acquire some more to feed his appetite.

Present day, Primitax.

Dusk and the city were bathed in the final light of the sun. Construction was ending for the day and workers and citizen's bean to return home. It was a good day, 3 new buildings were built. One citizen decided to go for a walk out of the city; after all it was only instinct. He walked through the desert, his primitive sensors made it easy to move about. He stopped something was in the air. A smell something primitive, but also different, something wasn't right.
Suddenly out of the ground bodied began to emerge. They had been waiting since last night for the chance, now was the time to strike. Multiple forms were revelled, dragon like forms, snakes, sharks, fish, lizards, alligatorcons. They all revealed themselves. The dirt and dust flew into the air from their burst out, and covered them in a thick dust cloud. The creature could barely be seen, the more that emerged the bigger the cloud got.
Then slowly the shapes moved towards the primitive, he was terrified. The city had never seen violence above the usual stealing; now he was faced with thousands of terrifying creatures. He froze unclear on what to do. He should have run.

Cutthroat flew from a nearby rock formation at high speed. His strike knocked him down. His claws embedded themselves in his chest. He screamed. Cutthroat slashed his face with his claws. It was bad the cuts were deep and his optics was destroyed. He couldn't see but tried to punch CT of him. 'KAWWH ha ha ha' he laughed, he then stabbed his face with his beak at high speed, right between the optics. Energon gushed out as the beak crushed the processor and half his face. Cut throat threw his head back and gobbled down what remained of his processor. 'Delicious HA HA' he cried, before
turning to blot. Energon dripped from his beak. 'Hah that was fun, me wanna do it some more' said CT.

(Recommended music 'we were gods once'- Dotm ost)

Behind him, his thousands of troops screeched and roared in anger. His troops were various flying dragons, birds and any flying creature you could picture in your deepest, darkest nightmares. He sighed he was told to wait for Blot's forces to attack before he could, though he was really eager to do some killing, he obliged. 'Well blot now is good a time as any, now we should tear them apart' he screeched.
'Yes we attack now, Terrorcons we go stomp them, crush them eat them' ordered Blot. The Terrorcons hated his stench but followed him to the city. The citizen=s were walking home, talking and generally just being happy. One of them looked down a back street, in the dark it was difficult to see but what he did see was some huge bulky, primitive running towards him. He creature ran on hit's hind legs, powering down the road. He noticed that its head was covered, in some form of beast head, and a gun on its back. By the time he saw the gun, acid was fired at his face. It slowly corroded his faceplate, processor his screams were heard for half a mile. When more came to investigate they saw the dead primitive, and the Terrorcon next to him. Blot acted quickly, he called his forces. They poured though every road on the north and north east of the city. The climbed up across or down the huge and tall buildings.

The primitives cried out in horror hundreds poured into the city. They had little time to run before a swarm ran them down, the various forms used their strength to tear them limb from limb. Energon gushed everywhere and the bodies were being devoured. Blot examined the bodied and laughed. His smell drove some of the Terrorcons back. He growled at them for this and then looked at his forces. He ordered them to follow him as he charged through the city.
The plan was simple use the strength and amount of his forces to charge through the city. Killing and driving his prey towards the south. There they would meet Cutthroats air force. The cons charged through the city laughing and roaring at they tore through buildings, streets and Primitives. Blot laughed at this Terrorcons love installing a bit of fear.

Terrorcons were on a roll. The armies of monsters drove hundreds towards the south of the city. Streets and buildings emptied quickly. A few stragglers were grabbed in their jaws and torn in half. Others were torn to pieces in frenzies of large proportions. Screams and roars of pain echoed through the city. Dragons plucked enemies of the back and tore into them or fired their flames or weapons at them, the unprepared primitives had no chance, against this assault. Further away the primitives, at the south were almost out if the city, when Cutthroat saw them.
'Dive, Terrorcons kill, maim destroy them' he ordered. The various fliers dropped like stones. Before pulling up at the last second and grabbing the primitives. Hundreds of Terrorcons grabbed their targets and took them into the air. Above the city they were dropped to their demise. More Terrorcons repeated this, while others flew into the mass knocking some down, slashing killing and firing on them. Attacked from above and in front, they hardly stood a chance. Some managed to get past but there would always be a Terrorcon to swoop down and bite of their head.

Cutthroat flew into the mass, knocking several down. He hovered a bit in the air with his wings, before using his talons to slash the body's faces. Soon nothing was left but circuitry and blood. He moved on knocking down more and either jabbing his beak into them so hard that he punctured and ate their t-cogs or spark. Or cut their upper half to ribbons. Other terror cons followed suit. The mass decided to run back where they came from. But more primitives ran from the north to meet them. Some attempted to go east or west. But snipers, sentries and troops laid n wait for them. They were massacred. Blots forces had reached the bulk, now thousands of Terrorcons poured in from two fronts.
The primitives were forced closer together as they Terrorcons tore through them like sheet metal. Energon and screams filled the air. Blasts fired and primitives were devoured. Blots strength was used to knock down and crush them. His acid cannon corroded their circuitry and gave them a slow agonising death. His smell repulsed them giving him the chance to kill even more.
Cutthroat's forces picked of loners and anyone who could escape. No one was safe, yesterday seemed perfect but now the only thing left was death and destruction. In just a mega cycle they all were dead. Anyone left would have been kept alive to be simply eaten alive by the Terrorcons or were hiding out in buildings. Either way the city was lost.

(RM: the ark- Dotm soundtrack)

A simple worker had found the room he needed, the communication headquarters. Here broadcasts were sent out for help. He was missing an arm but managed to escape the Terrorcon. He reached the control chair. He groaned in pain, he was leaking badly, but he theorised he would have enough time. He looked out the buildings view screen, at all the beast feasting on his friends, he held back the tears. He was damned lucky to reach the top floor, and even more lucky that the lifts were functioning. He activated a few switches, and prepared to send a message.
He spoke into the consoles recording system 'H-Help us...This is the city of Primitax...we...require immediate assistance, hundreds slaughtered... Terrorcons have control... two Terrormasters...one flyer and one ground master. Please in the name of the Oracle... help us. We have barely megacycles before the few of us left are scrapped' he finished speaking and sent the recording. He hoped they would answer they gave their word. Suddenly the view screen smashed. Two Terrorcons in dragon form walked in followed by Cutthroat. 'AHHH found you, now beg it makes killing you more fun' he laughed. The primitive smiled.
The primitive didn't show fear, and had a last look of defiance on his face. 'You monsters don't scare me...besides I have already sent the message' he looked at the screen and saw the reply. 'Something is coming, something even you can't kill... can you guess what it is? No well too bad... cos even when you slag me, there will be bigger beasts coming to slag you' he laughed. And shut of his optics, finding peace with the hope that the, city would be avenged.

Cutthroat wasn't sure what he meant but he would never pass a kill, he walked up towards the weakened primitive and jabbed his chest, he pulled out his t-cog and ate it, the primitive didn't cry out. He repeated this multiple times so that energon would pour out his body, letting him bleed to death. 'Burn him' he said, before he left. The Terrorcons obliged, before they released fire from their mouths, burning the body slowly to a crisp.
They didn't however read the reply. It simply said 'me Grimlock say, we on our way'.

Midnight, Methelusian time

The Terrorcons were celebrating. Hey had achieved all they wanted murder, destruction and food. They feasted while others took the bodies back home. They were in complete bliss. Blot was sat by himself. Well there was a few cons earlier by the smell drove them away. Cutthroat was reminiscing about the amount he slaughtered, it was glorious for him.
They contemplated returning to Tyranticul, but decided to enjoy their experience and savour it as long as they could; besides the Terrorcons didn't have a comm. System anyway.

(RM: Dinobot charge-AOE score)
Later unto the night the cons grew tired a recharge seemed like a good idea. However up on the hill came a primitive. This one was different. It was much larger, in fact larger than most of the Terrorcons and non Dino primitives. He looked down at the ruined city in rage.
'ME Slag gonna fight them all, Dinobots get ready' ordered slag. Behind him a couple of thousand Dinobots stood waiting. Slag was the lead knight for the upcoming fight. His comm received a call. 'This is Slag, Swoop you in position?' he asked.
He looked to rock formations to the west of the city that was where, Swoops forces were waiting. 'Me swoop, ready and Dinobots are too, awaiting the signal' he answered happily, awaiting his signal so he could start flying.
'Okay, Dinobots', he told his troops. 'We fight now, use strength they not ready for it. Punch through and crush them. Swoop will give us cover' he stated. His Dinobots nodded.
Slag looked down at the unsuspecting Terrorcons 'finally, me slag can fight, me show Grimlock that me can lead Dinobots into battle. Me slag will scrap all Terrorcons and Dinobots, one step closer to winning, war' he thought.

He raised his sword in the air 'now Dinobots charge' he ordered. The roars of his comrades were deafening as they followed him into battle. They charged down the hill and through the outskirts of the city. The few Terrorcons on the outside stood no chance as slag and his forces tore them apart. The Dinobots tore through the city like a beastly hurricane, suddenly slag got an idea.
He took his ceratopsian Dinobots (horned/frilled Dinos) and they charged at full speed towards a heavily damaged stone building. 'NOW DINOBOTS smash it' they collided at full speed into the building blasting apart the foundations. Then they pushed the building forward. The woozy Terrorcons had no time to react as the tall building fell down on top of them. About forty Terrorcons were crushed instantly. Their roars of pain were heard for a few Kliks before they were drowned out by the shockwaves of the collapse
. By the time they recovered. The full horde of the Dinobots was upon them. Sauropods used their tails and their tremendous weight to devastating effect. They reared up and stomped on the cons. Raptors worked in packs and tore apart large Terrorcons. Tyrannosaurs used their powerful jaws to tear apart enemies. Flame breath fire, lasts whizzed past.
Blot ran to the back of his forces to co ordinate. 'Terrorcons he shouted regroup. They did as was ordered, and were now more prepared for the assault. Allosaurs attacked, raptors jumped at their opponent. At this time slag was back with his 'team' they charged full speed ahead. The Terrorcons were too stupid to know to move out the way. The ceratopsians hit like a train, some cons were killed instantly by the force and the impalement. Slag's forces charges through lines of cons, until they were overwhelmed. The Terrorcons closed of their path through. Slag was trapped. His team formed a defensive circle. It was too loud for Slag to order the rest so they were on their own.

The Terrorcons had formed a defensive stance against the Dinobots. The Dinobots first they tried charging. The Terrorcons used their weapons to devastating effect, the hundreds of them managed to slaughter most of the Dino's in robot mode. And in Dino mode they were heavily damaged. They then tried their flame breath It had a better effect killing a lot but there were a lot of lines. The Dinobots then charged together. A bunch died but the forces clashed. Dinobots tore of limns and heads and melted their opponents. They also roared also intimidating some weaker Terrorcons. But the Terrorcons were also to stubborn to quit. They countered with slashes, bites grabs and blasts, casualties were about equal, with the Dinobots winning with overwhelming force and the Terrorcons using ferocity. A Ceratosaur jumped at full strength on a con, he bit into the cons neck. A pair of Giganotosaurs, worked as a team to hold a con down and tear his head off. Flames liquefied their enemies. The battle was still even however, no one could gain an edge.

(RM: Shockwaves revenge-dotm score)
Meanwhile in Slags defensive stance, hundreds of Terrorcons were coming towards him. He had a squad about a hundred strong. Slag sort of regretted not bringing more. Yes the Dinobots were determined to fight, but even they knew a losing situation. Slag was not going offline now 'Dinobots, fire keep them back till Swoop is ready'; he shouted over the ruckus, the Dinos roared in approval. They fired a stream of fire from their mouths. The closest Terrorcons were molten slag within a cycle. The Dinobots continued with this holding the cons back for a while. Slag applied his horn energy blasts to the mix. They burned through armour effectively, melting circuitry and causing howls of pain. His fire was especially effective. About a hundred were dead within two cycles.
Not enough to win however or even deter the stubborn animals. Some of the Dinobots transformed, so did some Terrorcons. In robot form they clashed with swords and blasters. The circle closed further and Slag and his group fired again. This time the Terrorcons had to fight robot and beast mode Dinobots. The robot mode Dinobots were holding their own but it was clear they would be over whelmed just as the first ones head was ripped clean off and eaten. Hs body fell with a thud, energon poured from the body.

Swoop was watching the battle unfold. He was forced to stay here with his forces, grounded. He couldn't believe it. 'Me get the first action in stellar cycles and me have to sit it out' he sighed. He looked around at his troops. Various Dinobots each had the appearance of a different pterosaur. He was told to wait for the signal, the signal being the Terrorcon air force, led by Cutthroat beginning their attack. Like him he knew CT would buy his time till the moment was right. 'Me hope the dumb Terrorcons don't figure it out, or we cannot help slag. It's an order from Grimlock and me would rather not, not obey' he thought. He looked at the battle, his primitive sensors along with the fact that flyers optics are more advanced mean that he could see the see tails of the battle pretty well. He saw the main force slowly ploughing through the cons but not fast enough to save Slag. Slag was holding his own, but he knew even he would not survive the thousands of cons. He waited and hoped that cutthroat would start attacking.

The main force was not having a good day. They were relishing in battle but they still needed direction, and they could not get to Slag. Sauropods created shock waves to drive the cons back. Raptors continued their slash tactics. Large carnivores attacked at full speed teeth, claws ramming any technique that could work.
Blot was directing the back forces telling them to focus on the robot mode Dinobots. Now overwhelmed the bots were putting up their final stand. Swords decapitated their enemies and fists hit like pile drivers. But that did not stop the Terrorcons tearing them apart limb from limb, circuit by circuit and feasting on them. The Dinobots Energon tasted sweet, this drove the Terrorcons into frenzies.
'NOOOO' screamed Slag, his tactics were backfiring, in his desire to fight he forgot one of Grimlock's teachings 'Fists can scrap cons, but brain can scrap cons too Slag'. Now he was paying the price. Now he had condemned his squad to death and his forces were directionless. Though this only succeeded to make him angrier. He released fire in a huge arc slagging multiple cons within 10 cycles. He then charged a few cons in front of him. His impact was like an asteroid. A few limbs were broken, others were heavily damaged. Slag didn't stop there; he fired his horn blasts at the unaffected cons, driving them back. Then he activated his fire breath at the cons on the ground. The melted like candles, their screams of pain, only making Slag laugh with pleasure. 'ME SLAG, no like Terrorcons, me melt them down, watch them scream' he shouted. At this some of the Dinobots were rallied to do the same. Some left their formation in ceratopsian mode, they charged at the enemies; others closed the circle and fired at the cons. The cons moved back to escape the slaughter.

Blot realised it would take a long time for this tactic to work. 'Terrorcons stay back, fire on Dinobots'. They did so and the barrage of fire killed a few Dinobots. The others shrugged it off. Slag ran around the defensive circle. The charged in front the circle, smashing through the first line of cons. Once they were down, he ran around again this time he fired his fire breath, slagging them. Blot was surprised he had not expected such resistance. The cons near him moved away from him, they couldn't take his smell any more. Blot sighed, he wished he could command the respect of them, rather than just order them. He knew he could deal with the Knight, but he need to take out that force, it was breaking through his ranks.

(Rm: 'it's our fight'- Dotm soundtrack)
'Cutthroat, me need air support, blast them tear them apart' he ordered.
'Yes, yes we have our fun, more killing for everyone KAWW' he screeched, before he took off in the air. The various dragons, birds, flying...things, took off into the air. They were like a swarm of flies. Thousands filled the sky. Cutthroat and his forces flew towards the battle. Drinking in the scene, his bloodlust could never be higher. They swarmed through the city like a swarm of locusts. Screeches and roars filled their air. When slag saw it he laughed, 'HA idiots, now Dinobots can do some real slagging'. He transformed to robot mode and activated his comm. Unit. 'Swoop, attack now, crush air force' he ordered.
'You don't have to tell me swoop twice' he said. His forces and he took off into the air. Like a flock of birds they quickly but grace fully flew through the air, towards the city.
Cutthroat's forces started Combating the main Dinobots, missiles, bombs and blasts killed many a bot. The Dinobots were attacked on two fronts. They had no chance, however then Cutthroat saw Swoop. 'Ahhh a real fight, now we show why Terrorcons are best killers in air' he stated. He ordered a large number of the front lie to fly towards them, to attack them head on. The rest of them continued bombarding.
Swoop hovered, he ordered the same tactic. The two ground forces clashed, gunfire littered the sky, dead flyers dropped like stones. The sound was deafening. The clash was even, none of the factions looked to be having an edge. Then Swoop saw his answer, he could cripple both forces at the same time. 'Me Swoop say, team one and two go to sides, attack air and ground' he ordered.

The bots obliged, and the large mass flew around the city, the Terrorcons were too occupied to do anything. Then they reached the back of the forces. There they strike, making a beeline for the forces not in combat. Both teams divided in two, half of each flew to the flying Terrorcons, while the others swooped down towards the ground troops. They were not expecting it; the Terrorcons were dive bombed by missiles, blasts and fire. Dragons were blasted apart, large serpents, mere melted into Slag. The Terrorcons had not the intelligence for this strategy. Blot ordered the cons to fire at them. The full force was now engaged on multiple fronts. Blot had not the intelligence to deal with it. He fired a few acid blasts, dissolving a bot that flew past.

The air forces were now also engaged, though this simply meant that the full forces of two air commanders were now engaged equally. Cutthroat was slaughtering bots not really caring for his forces seeing as he couldn't tell who was winning anyway. Then he saw Swoop, he was alone firing on cons from a distance and warning his forces here or there. Cutthroat smiled, he would be the perfect kill. 'HA HA I'm coming for you Dinobot 'SQUAWK' he flew at full speed dodging the various dogfights going on around him. Swoop saw him too.
'AUGHH Me Swoop show who is best flyer, stupid Terrorcon' he laughed. He flew toward him. They swooped down low, both between the ground forces and air forces. Both on a collision course. The area around them was a mess of death, fire, lasers and severed limbs. The sight was quite spectacular from the air. Then they both reached each other.
Cutthroat collided with Swoop sending him spiralling out of control, a couple of hundred meters. Swoop recovered and flew up further into the air. CT followed him. Swoop let loose some fire from his mouth, a large amount hit Ct burning his armour, but CT moved to the right dodging the rest. He then quickly collides with Swoop again, this time holding on to Swoop with his claws while he was sent flying. He jabbed swoops chest and torso with his razor like beak. These punctured his armour but not enough to cause serious damage, still it hurt. Swoop let loose more fire breath, knocking of CT and melting some of his armour. He screeched in pain. The two hovered in the air for a moment, sizing each other up.

'Terrorcons reign supreme, you are all nothing but food 'SQUARK' ha ha' he laughed.
'Me swoop say Dinobots win, Terrorcons dumber than a rock' swoop laughed.
'You do not mock Cutthroat, for that you will die. Me best killer in air'.
'Me swoop say you talk too much, bird brain. You prove it' he insulted.
'HORAHHHHHGH you die now Dinobot, then I feast on your spark' he threatened before flying at swoop. Swoop quickly dodged and flied away through the buildings. He had to get them both away from the others. Cutthroat followed and a dogfight ensued.

(RM-Punch, hold, slide repeat-AOE OST)

Primitax, outskirts

Swops flew with great speed through the buildings making quick turns, trying to confuse Cutthroat. Cutthroat could keep up however. Swoop did a dive bomb but pulled up at the last second. Now he was flying in a straight line, several metres above the ground. Cutthroat let out a barrage of weapons, all nearly hitting their target. Swoop soon pulled up sharply. He then did an air sommersault and ended up right behind cutthroat. He fired his rapid energy blasts; they all hit with accuracy and took of chunks of armour. Cut throat moved sharply to the side he then moved away from the fight and around a group of building. Swoop couldn't see where he was. The cutthroat quickly burst out from behind a building, he fired a barrage, the blasts hit swoop damaging him greatly, and smoke tailed from his armour, wounds were evident. Cutthroat flied towards him and knocked them both toward a building. He then using his strength and wings in conjunction, slammed swoop into the side of a stone building, smashing and dragging him along the side of it Swoop cried out in pain during this. Even Knights could be heavily damaged. Cutthroat then flung him from his grip. Swoop crashed on the top of a building. Swoop transformed and groaned. The pain was excruciating.
'Me think that hurt, you gonna get hurt too' he promised. He stood up weakly, and brought his blaster too bear, he fired multiple blasts, a few hit Ct's beast form, he cried out in pain. Cutthroat then swooped down and tried to dive bomb him. Swoop rolled backward and fired some shots before jumping in the air and punching him. Cutthroat landed hard, he transformed and groaned, energon leaked from his body. 'You gonna pay for that Dinobot, now you have only made killing you take longer. Swoop held his shoulder, it wasn't too damaged but a lot of his armour was cracked or torn of, energon leaked from the back of him.
Cutthroat brought his blaster to bear. The charged and fired, swoop tried dodging, a few however found their mark. Clutching his wounds, he rapidly fired his blaster. Cutthroat as knocked down, but not out. They both go up groggily and ran towards each other, ready to get more personal.

(Rm- his name is Shane and he drives-AOE ost)

Cutthroat slashed, Swoops armour was scratched. Swoop blocked the next one and then punched, Ct's chest. He then kicked him away. Cutthroat ran forward and did a jumping side kick. Swoop was knocked back, clutching his chest. The kick had hit his wounds, but Swoop didn't show it. Ct ran towards him again, he let lose several punches to the chest before kneeing Swoop and kicking him down. Swoop had rarely ever faced anything so ferocious. And now he was already damaged as well.

Cutthroat attempted to punch again. Swoop blocked it, and the second punch and the third. Swoop pushed CT's arm to the side and did multiple fast punches to his torso. He then pushed Ct's arm down and punched his face. CT stumbled backward, he shook it off and came right back. Swoop landed a few punches to the chest. Before Ct grabbed his fist, out Swoop in an arm lock and kneed him a few times. He gave a punch t the face and Swoop was down again. CT was over Swoop, now aiming his blaster. Swoop reacted quickly; he kicked up and knocked the gun out of his hand, before he did a double kick from the ground. Ct was sent flying. Swoop ran towards him and as he got up, gave him a high kick to the chin, knocking him down. Swoop pounced on him and kept repeatedly punching him with his right hand. Ct grabbed his fist, giving him time to slash at Swoop multiple times.

Swoop was dripping energon. Ct kicked him from the floor. He then got up and stomped on him, he continuously did so till cracks appeared in Swoops armour. He gave a final punch to the damaged area. A huge chunk of armour was crushed and energon, spurted out. Swoop cried out, he clutched his chest. He was lucky it had not reached his T-cog or he could have went into a spasm and be defenceless. Cutthroat walked slowly away to pick up his blaster, he wanted to savour this moment. 'You are no match for Cutthroat, you should have surrendered perhaps you would have died quicker' he stated.
'Me never surrender, me no coward like you' he said scowling.
'How dare you, I am Terrorcon, we know no fear, you are stupid Dinobot' he cried angrily.
'You attack the weaker than you for fun, you have no Honor, Me fight for weaklings cos you scared to fight us' he told him, happily.
'Then you die knowing that, you fought to save weaklings instead of to kill me?' he asked.
'No me still want to kill you. But weaklings told us you were here, they chose us, now we avenge them' he stated.
'No you die now' Cutthroat said. He picked up the blaster and turned to swoop. He pointed it at him. Suddenly an explosion was heard nearby. A Terrorcon in the air had been hit with a pair of missiles and was sent hurtling towards them. 'Scrap heaps' said Cutthroat before he was hit by the body. The gun fell out of his hand; he was now struggling to lift the con up.
Swoop got up weakly, still clutching his wound. He couldn't believe his luck. He looked to the battle, his forced were directionless. He needed to return. He took one final look at Cutthroat before he transformed weakly. He flew off the building and off to the battle as fast as he could.

The battle seemed to go in the Dinobots favour. Attacking on four fronts left the Terrorcons, confused. Hey did however out up a fight worthy of a terrifying monster. Blot was attempting to direct his troops but his stench plus the lack of respect made it hard. Missiles and blasts reigned from the sky, Dinobots and Terrorcons were getting scrapped. Then blot had, had enough. He walked through the crowds of Terrorcons. His mental state focused on one task, therefore making oblivious to the huge explosions going in around him. He neared his target. The defensive circle led by slag. They were attacked by Terrorcons repeatedly as the Dinobot flyers couldn't reach that area, they were too occupied. Slag's forces were being weaned down, their exhaustion was becoming evident.
Once there was one hundred, now little over 30. These had managed to put up the greatest of last stands, but even they would fall. Slag was melting down cons with ease, though even his mighty rage couldn't fuel him for so long. His Dino ode giving him plenty of protection, but scars on his frill and face were there, Along with burns and wounds to his body. Still he kept on ramming.

Blot called out, 'Knight, I challenge you to a fight. The loser takes forces home. Winner gets city' he said.
Slag looked at the terrormaster, he wouldn't normally agree but the chance to possibly kill a terrormaster and win the battle was good enough. 'Me accept, my troops stand down if you do same' he said.
Blot obliged he called down the forces. Slag did the same. The flyers took perches where they could. Dinobots and Terrorcons moved to create an 'arena for the two to battle. The fighting ceased. The Terrorcons moved behind blot to watch the fight. The Dinobots stayed behind slag eager to see the fight. The Terrorcons were exited; when they won they had more food to take home and an expanded empire.

Slag transformed to robot mode and took his place. Blot did the same. 'You about to get slagged, slag he laughed. 'Then Terrorcons feed'.
Slag snarled, he was about to make the con regret he even opened his mouth. 'Me Slag, about o slag you, you ready to fight, cos me ready to smash' the threatened.

They faced each other each ready for battle, Blot was hungry to punish the Dinobots for ruining their fun. Slag was hungry to tear the cons face in half. Their forces roared in anticipation, cheering for their leaders. Blot took this as respect, but really they just wanted to see a fight. Slag's morale was boosted now he was ready to crush his enemy. And so it began.

(Rm- scorponok -9Tf 2007 score)
Both in robot mode they charged at each other. Slag shoulder barged the Con. Knocked back, Blot quickly recovered. He ran up to Slag and pounded into him. Fists hitting several times, before Slag kicked him away. Slag ran to him and punched him, he did it again and again, and then he grabbed him and threw him several tens of metres. Blot got out his blaster and fired multiple shots, a lot found their mark. Lag roared and charged at him. He tried to punch but blot blocked and pounded him with his fists. He then kneed slag and kicked him away, before firing a couple of shots.
'You are weak, too angry, me crush you and devour you' he boasted.
'Me slag can do fight all day, stop talking' he growled.
Slag jumped and delivered a kick. He then grabbed blots shoulder and punched him in the chest hard several times before delivering an uppercut. Blot flew back from the force. He spat out some energon and glared at him. Getting his blaster again he charged and fired rapidly, hoots damaging Slag's armour. The shots kept on coming till blot reached slag. He grabbed Slag's shoulder, kneed him in the body three times before punching him in the face a further three times and threw him to the ground. He attempted to stomp but slag caught it, he flipped the leg up in the air. And Blot went on his back. Slag jumped on him and pinned him down.
'You are nothing to me Slag, me TEAR YOU APART' he screamed. Blot quickly transformed to beast mode. His cannon aimed at Slag's face. 'You about to feel light headed he laughed. Slag gritted his teeth in anger. He would have to let go of the con otherwise the blast would kill him. Though if he let go could he still scrap him? This made him even angrier.

(Rm- 'hong kong chase' –AOE score)

Swoop was still flying, he saw Slag ahead and was about to join the fight when... He was struck down by Cutthroat; he had recovered and wanted payback. 'Hah you got lucky. But you are weak and me is going to scrap you' he laughed. Swoop had to agree the situation didn't look good. Then suddenly CT flew at him, colliding with force swoop hit a building hard.
'AUGH' he groaned. He tried to get up but CT swooped again this time with enough force to send Swoop crashing through the side of the building. Inside the room, Swoop had only just recovered before CT transformed inside the room and ran towards him. Swoop was ready this time. Cutthroat tried to do a jumping roundhouse but swoop caught his foot and swung it, using Cutthroat's momentum he swung him around a few times before letting him go. He smashed into the stone wall causing huge cracks. CT s spit out energon, some of his internal mechanisms were damaged, he felt the pain, but he knew swoop was fairing worse. Swoop was in agony but he hid it and used it to fuel him. He remembered his shoulder launchers, he fired twin grenades.

They exploded on impact. The force sent CT through the wall and spinning through the air outside. He quickly transformed to beast mode. He was majorly damaged, suddenly swoop transformed and flew towards him, swoop fired blasts and fire at him, Cutthroat was knocked back. Swoop grabbed him with his claws and spun him around several times before letting him go. He crashed into a nearby building. Swoop entered, transformed and punched him over and over, in the chest and face. Armour flew off, energon covered his face and swoops fists. Cutthroat grabbed his fists and they were in a deadlock neither being able to move. Cutthroat kneed him several times before punching him in his wound. Swoop cried out I pain, Ct punched his face, armour and energon flew out. He then grabbed him and threw him to the ground; he grabbed his head and slammed It to the floor. He kicked swoop forcing him to roll over. He tried again, but swoop grabbed it and then the top of his leg. He twisted it forcing the con to fall on his front. Swoop jumped on him grabbed him by the shoulders lifted him halfway up and slammed him on the ground a few times. Energon poured out of the wounds on both of them. Swoop let go and waited to see if he got up, after waiting for a couple of cycles. Then he walked to the hole.

Cutthroat ran at top speed. He tackled him out of the window. Luckily about halfway down the building there was a balcony. Swoop back head butted him. Then he broke fee of hid grip and punched him in the face before kicking him away. They both landed on the balcony creating huge dents. They now had massive damage. Both weakly got up and crawled out of the hole. Pieces of metal and energon fell from their bodies. Swoop coughed out fluid, he had never had such a fight in his life. Cutthroat laughed the fight was a lot of fun. 'You are good fighter Dinobot, maybe one of us dies next time he said, before he went into stasis. Swoop dragged himself up on his knees using the nearby railing. He managed to see the fight between Slag and Blot. 'Go smash Terrorcon Slag' he said before going into stasis as well. With their fight ended the sky returned to the peace it once was.

(Rm- Optimus vs Megatron TF 2007 score

Slag jumped off, just in time as Blot fired, slag dodges as best he could but a lot of the blast hit his side corroding his armour. He knew that he could shrug it off, it wasn't a vial spot. 'You try harder than that Terrorcon, YOU FACE A DINOBOT' he shouted. The Dinobots cheered at this, their leader was back in the fight. Blot jumped up and shoulder slammed Slag. He delivered multiple punches. Slag punched him with his left servo, then backhanded him and then grabbed his shoulder and kneed him. The he kicked him away.
Blot fired his cannon a few times, a lot missed but some managed to spread over Slag's body. Slag cried out. Blot ran to him punched him and then head butted him with his beast mode head, it was heavily armoured. Slag fell to the ground. Blot jumped on top of him, lag could now really smell him, it was disgusting. So disgusting he couldn't react to Blot punching him repeatedly till his armour cracked, energon flew out and dents were made in his armour. Slag was in bad shape for all his boasts and all his rages; it appeared that the stubborn and simple brute had the better of him. Blot stopped and strangled slag. Slag felt himself offlining. He would not allow it. 'NO ME DINOBOT', he grabbed his shoulders and with all his strength threw him off. He got up weakly, spat out energon and held some of his major wounds. Then walked towards Blot, blot fired is cannon at Slag's shoulder. Slag roared with pain. He wanted to clutch his shoulder, but his was being corroded.

Blot laughed as he ran over to him and uppercut him. Slag fell back. Blot them picked him up above his shoulders and threw him right through the rubble of a building.

(Rm: torture lab-TF fall of Cybertron OST)

Slag didn't get up. Blot loomed over him. 'hah just as me thought you not as tough as you say' he laughed. Slag wanted t make him suffer but he couldn't find the strength to move. He could only slowly crawl away. Blot was extremely satisfied. The Terrorcons were pleased, though they would prefer not to have the smell. The Dinobots were shocked, never had they expected defeat. They had been brought up the ideas that they could not.
'look your Dinobots think you weak, they think that you have failed, and you have, you are weak and don't even deserve death' he turned around and faced his warriors. Slag ha found something. A large Terrorcon dragon head.
'Hey Terrorcon...' said Slag weakly.
'What Dinobot, you surrender now?'
'No...Me just want to say that if you want to win, you got to get A HEAD' he shouted. He spun around with the head, and at full force used it to uppercut Blot, the head giving slag extra damage against Blots beast mode. Blot fell down he clutched is jaw he hadn't expected that. Slag got up and crew his blaster. He preferred not to use it but now was a good time. He fired multiple shots at Blot, then he weakly transformed to Dino mode. He stomped towards Blot and rammed him across the arena. The he fired his horn blasts a few times, majorly damaging him. He then charged again. Blot moved to the side and grabbed Slag's frill. The swung it while he moved, sending slag rolling across the ground. He then grabbed Slag's head and continuously pounded it. Slag's Dino armour was muck more resilient. Seeing his chance he bit and held Blots arm, though it tasted disgusting, and activated his flame breath, within several kliks it was destroyed, Blot screamed. Slag left out a quick strike with his foot on Blots head knocking him down. He then reared up and stomped on him. He looked into Blots eyes and Blot could see the rage, the pure unstoppable anger.

'YOU FINISHED TERRORCON, SURRENERER OR GET MELT DOWN' he ordered.
Blot hated this but he obliged. 'Fine, Terrorcons we have lost return to Terrorcor' ordered Blot weakly. Slag let go of him and limped towards the Dinobots. He roared and they followed suit. The day belonged to the Dinobots.
The terror cons were defeated. The fliers and ground troops left, a large amount of the Terrorcons lay dead. Blot lead them back to the Alps of Terrorcor, though now any respect he might have gained or had was even lower after their defeat. No one had seen cutthroat so the Terrorcons left without him. Besides they didn't really care for their own anyway. As thousands left the city, the Dinobots expanded to cover it. This ensured they would be ready if they returned.

(Rm- 'Decision' AOE score)

Slag was getting emergency repairs. The Dinobots had held the city for over two megacycles. Slag was awaiting someone to come and see all they had accomplished. The over the hill he saw the bot he was looking for. The three knight stood there with a majestically grace in the light of the sunset. Slag couldn't help but be impressed.

Swoop had been in stasis for megacycles, then slowly but surely he had rebooted. His systems recovered his memories. He looked to his left, his optics were fuzzy and he couldn't make out much but he saw that Cutthroat was gone. He senses energy readings near him and looked forward. Two Dinobots were near him. One he recognised as snarl by his stoic expression and form. The other tall and bulky one was sludge, his innocent but brutish face was instantly recognisable.
'Me sludge, say swoop awake, now can be get energon?'
Snarl sighed 'later sludge we look after Swoop and Slag first'.
'Oh okay, Swoop you okay yet'
Swoop felt too weak to answer, ten he saw a massive, powerful looking Dinobot headed towards him. It constantly carried a massive, personalised energo sword and walked constantly like he would angry/or had a purpose, but he also walked with a form of natural grace that was admirable. The bot kneeled down just as Swoops optics returned.

'ME Grimlock say, you get up Swoop, you not Terrorcon weakling, get off your aft' he offered a hand up.
Swoop took it and felt the strength as he was pulled to his feet. 'Dinobots scrap Terrorcons?' Swoop asked.
'Yes swoop, Dinobots are still strongest in universe' he stated.
'Me swoop think that good'
'Me sludge want energon now'
'STOP YOUR WHINING SLUDGE me Grimlock command it'. Grimlock ordered them to leave.

Swoop was pleased the Dinobots had won and everything was back to normal. Grimlock and the Dinobots walked off to get some energon; they hoped they would get a battle soon. Grimlock partly wished he was here to munch metal, but it didn't matter. Next time he would show enemies who 'The King' is.

hey guys if you managed to read all this good on you. yes this is a long fight, but it was intended to be. i hope you enjoyed. next time things will quieten down.
I look forward to seeing you reading or reviewing any of mys stories. i have no schedulle so i couls make a chapter for any of them.
see you then and remember.

'Me Grimlock want to munch metal'
(hmm that wasn't as thought provoking as i thought)