Now for that Epilogue I promised.
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Anyway onto the story and disclaimer.
Transformers Animated is owned by Hasbro/Takara. I own nothing.
It was the morning after the "dramatic" capture of the Constructicons and the Autobots stood gathered at the top of Sumdac tower.
Jazz had an uneventful night as it seemed Scoop, Scrapper and Mixmaster had elected not to return to their hide out. No doubt due to the possibility of the Autobots finding out about it. A smart move on their part, but one that frustrated the Autobots to no end.
Still they had recovered the oil, well most of it, and were now ready to ship their three prisoners back to Cybertron.
"Is it bad I wish we had the facilities ta hold an alien robot?" Fanzone asked, eyeing the mouth clamped Dirt Boss.
"I didn't think you;d want these guys in the city after all they pulled." Bulkhead commented as he fiddled with the communications relay.
Sumdac Tower was still under re construction after the incident with Soundwave. But as it was, the Autobots only communications relay was located here. At least one they could use without altering anyone to their base.
"Yeah but I'd kinda prefer a place to hold them instead of just hoping they don't escape."
"You mean like all of the super villains?" Asked Sari, who crossed her arms.
"I'm gonna ignore that." Fanzone said, glancing at Optimus. "So I thought you said that this thing had been wrecked up."
"It is, well mostly, Bulkhead says that he can rig it up to allow one jump." Optimus said.
"One jump every so often, we've gotta be careful or else it'll burn out..or worse."
"How worse is..worse?" Fanzone asked.
"Cause a crack in time and space, maybe make a black hole or two, cause an implosion, or worse explode.." Bulkhead began, counting the possibilities on his digits.
"I'm sorry that I asked." Fanzone said with a sigh.
Bulkhead began to hit the controls and the bridge began to power itself on. The familiar blue bubble began to swirl to life, though it was flickering at the odd interval. Seeing that it was stable, Optimus glanced at the Autobots.
"Alright, they know we're coming so we just-"
Right then, a pair of jets burst out of the space bridge. Their color schemes indicated that they were Jetfire and Jetstorm They zoomed up, going around the tower before transforming and hitting the deck.
The tower shook from the impact, almost knocking over Sari and Fanzone.
"Woah, you two might wanna be careful!" Jazz shouted to the jet twins.
"Sorry sir, but we wanted to make an entrance." Jetfire explained.
"Sentinel says it's a must!" finished Jetstorm.
"Not when the place is about to fall down!" snapped Ratchet. "Why are you two here anyway?"
It was then Sentinel chose to exit the Space Bridge, followed by a pair of Autotroopers
"They're here under my orders to help detain the one called Hightower." Sentinel said.
"Wait..me?" hightower asked.
"Sentinel..I didn't expect you to oversee this personally." Optimus said. Sentinel walked over and roughly pushed Optimus away from the Constructicons.
"I felt that, for the security of Cybertron, I should oversee...where's the other one?"
"You mean Scoop?"
"Yes him, I wanted both of them!"
"We haven't caught Scoop yet Sentinel but-"
"Then why did you call me here?" Sentinel said, angrily tapping Optimus chest. Optimus was about to explain that he didn't call Sentinel but he stayed silent as the "Magnus" continued.
"This is a serious threat to my domain as Ma-I mean Cybertron!"
The Autobots, except for the recent arrivals from the Space Bridge, frowned. Optimus recalled what Ratchet had said in the past about the bot who lead Scoop to believe in Sari being the Priestess. No doubt Sentinel was trying to prevent history to repeat itself. But only because it might turn Cybertron against himself.
"We needed to get these Decepticons to jail before they did something else." Optimus explained.
Sentinel rolled his optics and glanced at the three. He didn't care WHAT Dirt Boss had done. Didn't even know who he was for that matter. Optimus was making a big deal out of the petty crime of stealing oil.
Organically cultivated oil at that. Dirt Boss and his buddy would probably serve some time and then sent off.
Hightower however….
"Get them all to jail, except that one." He said pointing at Hightower.
"Wait what?" Hightower asked again. Sentinel responded with this by literally slapping a mouth clamp over him.
"MUTE IT!" He shouted. "You're going to interrogation!"
"That's a bis Harsh isn't it SP?" Jazz asked.
"It's not, especially when he's got ties to a dangerous organization." Sentinel said Pompously.
Hightower's optics bugged out and he started screaming through the mouth clamp. The Autrotroopers roughly grabbed his shoulders before dragging him to the portal. Jetfire and Jetstorm grabbed Skipjack and Dirt Boss before re entering as well. Sentinel strode toward the portal and then snapped his head toward the team.
"Also, none of you grease grunts better bother me again unless you have a real emergency." He said.
"I'm too busy to respond to every little call for Decepticon prisoners ; do it again and I'll see you all brought up on charges!"
With that, Sentinel jumped up, into the Bridge, and then vanished.. The Space Bridge whirred and then shut off and silence covered the area.
"Anyone else feel like we made a mistake giving Hightower to him?" Bumblebee asked to no one in particular. Several of the rest of them team agreed with either shakes of the head.
Though they all felt, somewhere, that this might be the start of something much bigger.
"So just ta recap, we lost all the pil, we lost our home again, and now we don't even have a leader."
Mixmaster and Scrapper both glared at Scoop as they hunkered down in the old tunnel. They'd been forced to flee there after finding Jazz guarding the warehouse. Already injured from fighting the Autobots they elected to make a hasty retreat.
"Yeah...I'm starting to wish we had freed Dirt Boss." Scrapper said, pulling his foot from the water.
"Do you know what we would have endured if we'd done as you say?" Scoop asked.
"No." they both said in unison.
"He was have punished us for our failure, worse punishment than any site manager on Cybertron!" Scoop glacned at his data pad and grinned once more.
"But do not worry my friends, a leader shall come."
"Wait..I thought you were running the show now/." Mixmaster explained.
"Oh no my friends, I merely readied you for the arrival of the one who opened my optics." Scoop turned his data pad, finally letting them see the contents.
On the screen was a signal, blipping on a space map, and heading towards Earth. A time stamp in the corner gave its arrival to Earth in less than a few days..
"When High Speaker Wing arrives, retribution shall come at last."
Alright everyone this is it. Next time the plot really kicks off!
If anyone even bothers to read this because I'm getting more than a little bit aggravated at the lack of feedback.
Anyway, the next story will come after a bit of fallback time, but it will come don;t worry. Things will get interested indeed. Till next time!"