Chapter 4
A/N: I don't own TFP or Jurassic Park.
"SHUT UP!" Shade screamed, silencing all the arguing mechs. "Look by moving the t-rex sparkling into our camp we widened the adults' perceived territory."
"The what?" Biohazard asked completely lost.
"It's why they persisted in destroying the trailers, they think they have to defend this territory now," Preceptor said.
"Meaning we need to leave," Shade said.
"How? Your boat? Our hovercrafts?" Lockdown said.
"Wait, there's a communication center on this island, Quintus had everything filed, if we can get there, we can radio for help," Biohazard said.
"How far a walk?" Thunderwing asked.
"Ten days," Biohazard said, "but that isn't the problem…"
"What is?" Magnus asked.
"Velociraptors," Biohazard said, "Especially, this yellow and blue femme. She figured out how to swim in between the islands, and took control of the packs here and on the main island. Incredibly smart, she'll be a challenge."
"We'll need to keep to exterior if we want to avoid them," Thunderwing said, and Biohazard pointed in agreement.
"What's a Velociraptor?" Lockdown asked.
"Carnivore, pack hunter," Shade said, "I've dealt with more than I would've liked. The adults are just a little taller than me, strong, fast, great jumpers, and very, very smart. Not to mention we still have to worry about the t-rex adults, they'll continue to track us if they see us as a threat to them or their offspring."
"Sorry Dr. Shade, but they won't, once we leave their territory, they should leave us alone," Preceptor said.
"Excuse me, but are you the world's leading expert on predacons?" Shade asked.
"No ma'am, you are," Preceptor said.
"Exactly," she growled. "They have the largest oil factory sensors of any predacon, with the exception of one."
"Right," Preceptor said, "the Hydra, its multiple heads allowed it to smell its prey from up to eighty miles away."
"I say that we head for the compound," Lockdown said.
"And face the velociraptors, no thanks," Firestrom said.
"Will your boat return?" Magnus asked.
Thunderwing shook his helm. "No, he knows better, and he fears these islands."
"Then the compound it is, at least there we can find shelter," Magnus said, "and call for help. With the t-rexes fed, we don't need to worry about them hunting us for food."
"Just fed?!" Thunderwing snapped. "That was our friend Blackout; he gave up his life to save ours. So show some respect." He glared down at the tall blue and red striped mech, Magnus may be tall and strong, but he was taller and stronger.
"Move out!" Ultra Magnus ordered.
-.-
They walked for hours going through fields and dense jungle, eventually, it began to rain. "Gum?" Firestrom asked Magnus. He shook his helm. "You seem like you have at least some common sense, so what you doin' here?"
"Somewhere on this island is the greatest predator that ever lived. And I'm planning on mounting it on my wall," Magnus said.
Firestorm shrugged. "I wouldn't call the t-rex the greatest, I've been on the brunt end of that thing. Turns out it can only see you if you move, but the velociraptor, which I've also been on the end of, it's smart, alone it's dangerous, together they're beasts."
Magnus gave a nod of understanding. "You and your group have my respect, after all not many can go face-to-face with some of the Cybertron's most dangerous predators it's ever made and live."
Thunderwing was walking keeping an optic on Bluestreak, as he Icefire, and Firestrom huddled together. Looking next to him he sees Biohazard. "Oh, I have yet to say good on your new business venture," he said, "you're off to a promising start."
"You attacked our camp, and lost a mech, sorry about that," Biohazard said.
"Just so you know removing the predacons off this island is the worst idea in the history of bad ideas," Thunderwing said, "and I'm gonna be there when you learn it."
"What about Firestorm's predacon?" Biohazard saked.
"The thing with Skylinx and his brothers, is that they were born and raised with constant interaction with their caretakers and each other, these predacons have been living in the wild since they hatched," Thunderwing stated.
-.-
They had just finished walking across a large field when the calls of the tyrannosaurs reached them. The stopped for a sec, before continuing with renewed haste. Looking at a plant Shade brushed, Magnus sees energon. "Break time," he ordered and everyone flopped down on their afts.
Shade sat down and Magnus approached her. "Are you injured?" he said pointing at her energon covered side.
"It's from the sparkling, its broken leg was leaking pretty badly," she said and Magnus nodded.
"Speaking of sparklings," Thunderwing said sitting next to her. "How you feeling?"
"Tired," she said.
"She's sparked?" Magnus asked looking worried and shocked. He got a nod in return. "Oh, dear."
"Magnus," Biohazard said. And the two walked off talking.
Lockdown walked up a small hill and spoke to one of the mechs. "Wait for me, I'm taking a leak." The mech he spoke to though had his music on and couldn't hear him.
Going a little ways away, he was about to go, when the sound of hissing got his attention. Looking around, he was startled when a small campie growled at him. Lockdown laughed. "Didn't learn your lesson last time?" he said pulling out the electric rod. The campie immeadiately darted off into the bushes. He began calling out to the mech he talked to, to find his way back to camp, but was getting nothing. He continued walking and fell, rolling down a steep, but small hill. The bushes around him were rustling like crazy and the pack of campies attacked biting into Lockdown as they did the mech. Crying out he started ripping the little things off of him, and chunking them away as far as he could. They all jumped off, and ran a little ways away before stopping and looking at him. Turning around he started walking away, and they fallowed. Turning around he lunged at them, and shot a blast from his arm cannons. With that he began to try and find the group again.
-.-
"Break over," Magnus said, and everyone started getting up. With that they all started walking.
-.-
Lockdown was still calling out when the campies began moving towards him again. Running away he tripped over a log in the stream. One climbed onto his back, and he shoved it off running again, but he didn't get far. The campies caught up, and began to eat him alive, turning the oil stream blue with spilled energon.
-.-
"When did you last see him?" Magnus asked the mech.
"Fifteen minutes ago," he answered.
"Ok," Manus said straightening, "Firestorm come with bring Skylinx, we'll find him. And we can catch up."
"We can make this faster if Skylinx has his scent," Firestorm said.
"Here," one mech said tossing him something.
"Thanks," Firestorm held it up to Skylinx. "Hide and seek Skylinx, find him." With that the predacon took off with the small group in tow.
"Let's go everyone," Biohazard said standing up. They all ignored him.
"C'mon guys let's get moving!" Icefire said, getting everyone on their peds.
-.-
Thunderwing and Beachcomber sat on guard and in wait for the search party to return. Hearing shulling in the bushes. Thunderwing spots distinct yellow spots that belong only Skylinx. The two silently walked over.
"You find him?" Thunderwing asked.
"Only the parts they didn't like," Firestrom sighed.
"We'll give them one more hour of rest then start moving again, the tough spots are getting close," Magnus said.
Thunderwing began to walk back to his tent when the familiar thumpin came to him, looking down in the oil puddles, he sees them ripple with each thump, just like it did four years ago.
-.-
In her, Bluestreak's and Thunderwing's tent, Shade woke up to the sound of thumping. From what Thunderwing told her about it she recognized it instantly. "Slag." She hid the food they had underneath the sleeping bags, and turned out the light, right when the t-rex arrived.
Thunderwing stood outside perfectly still, knowing the best bet wasn't to move.
The t-rex shoved his head inside the tent, both inhabitants froze knowing if they did they'd die.
Much to Thunderwing's relief and horror, one mech woke up and screamed, scaring everyone else.
"Don't move!" Thunderwing called, only to be ignored. They all ran away, the t-rex chasing after. Some were shooting it, trying to kill or deter it. One mech tripped and was squashed like a bug under its huge ped.
-.-
Magnus loaded his rifle and chased after. Coming up to the t-rex he sees it eating one of the mechs. Shooting it, he shot it in the side, and it looked at him and roared. Loading another dart he fired again.
-.-
Firestrom, Icefire, Shade, and Bluestreak ran behind a oilfall, going as far back as they could. Preceptor joined them after a moment, the helm of the t-rex fallowing him. Firestorm was yelling something indistinguishable, and the t-rex stuck out it-s glossa and licked Shade.
Preceptor felt something crawling on his armor and looking down he saw a cyber-snake. "Snake! Snake!" he yelled moving away from the safe walls, right into the waiting jaws of the t-rex. It lifted him out of the oilfall, and all the small group inside could see was the black oil, running blue with energon.
"It's coming back!" Icefire yelled in terror. They all began to scream, but stopped when Thunderwing and Skylinx appeared, instead of the t-rex.
"SIRE!" Bluestreak shouted clinging to him.
"You all alright?" Thunderwing asked, as the other two teens held onto him as well.
"Fine."
"Alright."
"Tramatized."
"I WAS JUST ALMOST EATTEN BY A T-REX! WHAT DO YOU THINK?!"
-.-
The group of mechs kept running, out of the forest into tall grass. Beachcomber stopped realizing the danger as he spotted a bright yellow and blue flash move through the grass towards the group. No one in the group had that color pattern which only left one option. "DON'T GO IN THE HIGH GRASS!" he shouted fallowing them and ditching his pack. "WE NEED TO GET OUT OF THE TALL GRASS!" They raced through the grass, but stopped when the dreaded high pitched hunting cry was heard. One mech at the back of the group was attacked by a maroon and grey flash. The group scattered, some transforming to try and get away.
"WAS THAT THE DOMINANT FEMALE?" one guy asked.
"NO, SHE ISN'T ATTACKING YET, BUT SHE'S HERE, I SAW HER," Beachcomber responded confirming all the mechs' worst fears.
-.-
Skylinx lead the way as the group ran into the grass, away from the t-rex. "Wait! Wait!" Firestrom said as he picked up the pack.
"It's Beachcomber's pack," Icefire said.
It was then the screams reached them. One particular cry reached the groups audios, and they all looked at each other nervously, and started running. Getting to the tree line they kept running, but slid down a small ravine. Getting up Thunderwing grabbed his ped and fell, obviously having injured it.
"Alright," Firestorm said grabbing the map out of the pack, "Skylinx and I will go to the communication's center to get help, from what the map says it's not far from here." With that he and the predacon took off.
After a minute of running they were racing up the steps of the compound. Opening the door the two went inside. Firestorm was flashing his flashlight around nervously, as they walked through the main room. Looking at the mural on the wall he recognized the main park; where he almost died and found his best friend. Something creaked and the young mech turned startled, muttering to himself. Going to one door, he silently, forced it open. Looking around the room, he found the main switch, and turned it on. Going to the comm, he put it on the required frequency. "BioTech harvest team to base do you read?"
"Loud and clear."
Firestorm sighed in relief. "Thank Primus, the operation has suffered severe casualties, and the survivors are in mortal danger, I need you to send rescue immediately! Our coordinates are: nine degrees, fifty eight minutes north…"
-.-
Thunderwing and the group, made their way to the center, seeing the gates to it they walked in. "Firestorm?" he called out.
Shade walked past one of the trucks, when the yellow and blue female jumped over it. Landing on Shade's back, she ripped the pack off, giving the other femme the opportunity to run. They began to run, but she noticed them.
"Here, here, here, here," Thunderwing said smacking a stick on some metal. "Get inside!" Just as they closed the doors, two more raptors showed up. thunderwing ran through another door, but she jumped through the glass, and he went back outside. They did a quick game of going back and forth between the two spots, before Thunderwing put the door between them. She slamed into the door, and sent him through the glass. Getting back to his peds he ran into a car and locked the doors. She stood out there watching him. "I remember you," he said after a moment, "you're that little hatchling we saw Ratchet hold."
-.-
Inside their safe place, the walls were shaking. "Just as strong as last time," Shade muttered. And one breathed through the bottom of the door. "And just as smart." Grabbing the kinds she moved them all to the back and began shaking the weak walls.
-.-
Thunderwing watched in horror, as the female forced her muzzle through the glass, looking back where the others were hiding he sees the raptors starting to dig. "Scrap."
-.-
Inside the girls, and guy, were doing the same thing, digging. Figuring they got deep enough Shade started to kick away some of the wall, when one of the raptors put their helms through their escape route. Bluestreak ran to some vines, and started climbing, the others quickly fallowed his lead.
-.-
Thunderwing looked back at the now available door, and the raptor, who had he helm in the window. Taking the opportunity he opened his door and ran for it. Closing the door behind him, he looks for the others.
"WATCH OUT!"
Looking up he sees them all in the banisters. Looking where they were pointing he sees a raptor clawing his was through. He climbed up with the others. Bluestreak saw the raptor jump up and start moving to his sire. Jumping out he grabbed a pipe and started using it as a gymnastics bar. "Hey lizard lips!" he called out getting its attention, he swung out, sending it flying out the window, and onto a sharp piece of metal. With that he jumped to the ground.
Thunderwing climbed down and looked at Bluestreak in shock. "And you say they cut you from the team?" he asked, Bluestreak just shrugged.
"Guys, I think we should get outta here!" Icefire yelled.