I grinned as I looked at the newly made ship. It started out as scrap but now it looks like a ship you could actualy sell for credits. Cannons and guns lined the sides of the ship. Courtesy of Sharpshot and Dirge. The armor aloy of the ship was similar to that of our own armor. Boarding the ship I headed strait for the control room. I had to make sure everything was functional. The control room was up to spec and above. It looks like Bombshell made personal ajustments to the ships controls for estra speed and a forcefeild for extra protection. It was equiped with sonar as well. I grinned and left the control room.
Next I headed to the living quarters. Each room was desined for each con. Shrapnels had tesla coils in each corner for his electric exparaments. Bombshell's quarters looked more like a lab then a living area. Sharpshot and Dirge's quarters were quiet similer with blueprinds and data of weapons on each wall with a workbench in a corner. Acidbites Quarters looked more like a den for his animalistic personality. Ticktock's Quarters had orginised parts for different bombs everywhere and for his explosive tendencies he had blast proof walls. I had to reset my optics when I got to my own quarters. Slightly damaged holo-pics of cybertron detailed the walls. Datapads that looked like they were scavaged lined shelves. Under a moniter screen Holo-vids were stacked neatly along the wall.
When I was done looking at the ship I headed to a cliff that was above what was once Tarn. To my suprise Dirge was there, looking slightly troubled. When he saw me he tried to hide his expression. I sat down beside him. "I had a brother once." Dirge looked at me with suprise. "He was sent on a mission to explore a planet that was recorded Unstable. The council sent out two scientist to explore it first. Only one came back. The other was reported dead. They jumped to the conclusion the returning scientist killed him. My brother never came back. Niether did his team." Now dirge had a look of understanding. He knew what I was saying. I know what he is going through. "I know it hurts. Your brother is gone, when the two of you thought you were going to live be togeather forever." He looked down "I feel as though I made the wrong choice. I should have stayed with him." he mumbled sadly. I nodded and did the most unexpected thing. I raised my servos and punched the back of his helm. He grabbed his helmwith a yelp. "Don't you ever think that. What would Buzzclaw say if he heard you say that. He'd probly kick the crap out of you. If you deactivate what was the point of you being created. Nothing." he frowned still rubbing his helm. "i don't understand." he mumbled. I vented. "Think of it like this. You fell. Now get up. Buzzclaw Deactivated. Now you live for both of you" I said standing up and walking toward the ship then stopped and looked at him. He nodded and looked out to the stars. "Fine i'll live for him." I smiled and conteniued walkint towards the ship.
"Now we set out to Kaon. The last standing Decepticon City. Now we join the one who want what we want. The end of the autobots. They destroyed Out home. Our family. Our Hive! Now we destroy that which they hold dear. We will destroy what they stand for." I growled out to my team. They all shouted in agreement. The ship took off smoothly. We all settled down for a bit. We didn't know what to expect in Kaon. The cons might see us as enemies or exparaments. But we will prove to them we are worthy allies agenst the autobots. Thinking of the red symbaled bots I growled in anger. How dare they say they stand for pece when they destroied what we love. We were peaceful. We just wanted to survive this war. Now we will fight in it, and we will rule the battlefield. Never again shall we be caged up underneath their peds. We are free. We are warriors. And now we are pissed off.
The flight to Kaon was pretty uneventful but we lasted. When we landed I looked at the sharp twist of the buildings. The dark aura that surounded the place. And lastly the cruel atmospere. Civilians looked at us with distrust and fear. I din't care. I knew where I was going. The mech leading the decepticons was someone I met once before. When I was an enforcer. He was once a glatiator. Proud and strong. He was smart though. He new the treatment the gladiators were getting wasn't exacly good. He started an uproar. That turned into a rally. The rally advanced into a resistance. Then Megatron got power hungry. Now he has an army. I don't care if he wants to rule the universe. I just want freedom for me and my incecticons. I looked at darkmount. The base of decepticon activity. This could be a wonderful optotunity or a tourcherous pain in the aft for the rest of our lives. I thought as I took the steps to the door.