Chapter 20

AT THE FUNERAL…

Bumblebee: I don't get it. We have the AllSpark, the creator of all life on Cybertron, including the Maximals, and we can't even fix them!

Ratchet: Calm down. They aren't being buried.

Jazz: You must really have your head stuck in the clouds, Doc.

Bumblebee: Yeah, they are being put into the graves right before your very eyes!

Ratchet: Those are just dummies. The real ones are in my office.

Jazz and Bee: What?!?

Ratchet: With this whole funeral thing, Optimus Prime is acting like I had never repaired anything in my time of functioning!

Jazz: Cool your circuits, Doc. Optimus is sometimes stupid, that's all.

Bumblebee: Yeah, he has a valid point Ratchet.

Ratchet: When I have the right training and the right tools, I never give up on anyone! I can bring them back on-line. I know I can!

Ironhide: We believe you could, Ratchet. I just hope that Prime would fall for the dummies.

Bumblebee: Me too. I liked those guys. They were brave, loyal, and willing to give up their lives for their own freedom.

Jazz: Yeah, they were really cool too.

Ironhide: Like you Jazz?

Ratchet: Well one thing for sure is that I'm going to wait for Optimus Prime to leave, and then I'll repair them!

TWO DAYS LATER, OPTIMUS PRIME LEAVES…

Jazz: Hey Ratchet! Optimus Prime just left. He's gone to make sure that there are no more Decepticons wandering around; except he's not checking at the Decepticon base.

Ratchet: Good now I can start repairing the two Maximals!

Bumblebee: You said that you've started working on them at night.

Ratchet: I know, but now I have to repair their sparks.

Ironhide: Are you sure you can do that? *he got a dirty glare from Ratchet*

Ratchet: Of course I can! They don't call me the Autobot medical officer for nothing!

Jazz: Then what are ya waiting for Doc? Get their sparks repaired!

FIVE HOURS LATER…

Ratchet: *he stepped out of his medical office*

Jazz: Well?

Ratchet: *he flashed Jazz a V-sign for victory*

Bumblebee: How are they?

Ratchet: They're just sleeping now and…

Sam: *he came out of his house* Who's sleeping now?

Ironhide: Umm. Promise not to tell Prime?

Sam: Sure. What's up?

Ratchet: The Maximals that were buried are dummies. I have the real ones in my office and I fixed them, spark and all!

Sam: You were told not to interfere with the way of life…

Ratchet: I would've thrown away my position as medical officer if Prime says that I can't fix them with my tools that do work.

Sam: Let me guess, they are just sleeping now?

Ratchet: Exactly.

AT LEAST TWELVE THOUSAND FEET BELOW SEA LEVEL…

*Starscream stirred and his eyes opened*

Starscream: Where am I? It's so dark, cold, and wet. *he turned on his lights and shined them all around and he saw his fellow Decepticons, dead* I must get to the surface and go to Cybertron. I must bring back reinforcements to help us destroy the Autobots! *he transformed and activated his engines to full power and roared out of the depths of the Challenger Deep…*

ABOVE THE MARIANA TRENCH AND THE CHALLENGER DEEP…

*a military submarine hunter was holding position, due to the fact that something came on the scanners*

Admiral: Prepare to launch depth charges. There's something moving down there.

Captain: Sir?

Admiral: Yes? What is it?

Captain: Whatever it is, it's rising fast. Our scanners detected it when it was at the bottom of the Challenger Deep. Now it's 8000ft below sea level and rising!

Admiral: Launch depth charges!

Captain: 7000ft…6500ft…

Admiral: What ever it is, it must be powered with nuclear engines if it can rise that fast!

Captain: 4000ft…3000ft…2000ft…1000ft…it's here!

*suddenly an F-22 Raptor exploded out of the surface of the ocean, right through the submarine hunter which sunk, crew and all*

Starscream: I must tell the other Decepticons on Cybertron that I'm coming. Doo new sta! Nabor tu rey, destruj goi. *(Translation: This is Starscream, all Decepticons, I'm heading for Cybertron, stand by.)*

IN RATCHET'S MEDICAL OFFICE…

Silverbolt: Huh…where am I…what happened?

Ratchet: You're in my medical office. Blackout's body fell on top of you, and you were dead, but I repaired your body and found out that you were in stasis lock, so I fixed that problem.

Silverbolt: Right, I remember. We were fighting the Decepticons. Was it a success?

Ratchet: As a matter of fact, it was. All the Decepticons were killed and casted away into the Challenger Deep. You are to be given an award for your valour.

Silverbolt: An award? I don't deserve an award for valour. Besides, I wasn't the only one who showed it. Ironhide, Jazz, and Mudflap are the ones to receive one, not me.

Ratchet: I like you Silverbolt. You always put others before yourself.

Silverbolt: Why would I recognize myself when there were better warriors than me?

Ratchet: Don't you ever recognize your own skills?

Silverbolt: No. There's no need to give myself praise when others deserve it.

Ratchet: Doesn't that make you just want to be like them more?

Silverbolt: No, well kind of…

Ratchet: Well then don't you think you should give yourself some appreciation every now and then? Trust me, when you know you've done well and you know that others have done better, still you should compliment yourself on doing a good job.

Silverbolt: If I do that, I'll over compliment myself…

Ratchet: There's no such thing as over complimenting. If there is, I call it stupidity.

Silverbolt: I say that I'll over compliment myself, because I'll want to do something brave yet foolish at the same time…

Ratchet: How do you know that? You've never complimented yourself before.

Silverbolt: I guess I've never tried it.

Ratchet: Well you can try it when you get your award. Come on, let's get you outside for some fresh air.

Silverbolt: My legs feel numb. *he tried to move his legs* I can't move them!

Ratchet: Perhaps Blackout broke them when he fell on top off you. *he gently picked up Silverbolt and carried him outside*

SOMEWHERE IN SPACE…

Starscream: Time is running out…

*he flew past Jupiter, and rocketed away from the solar system*

Starscream: I got a very long flight ahead of me. Megatron and the other Decepticon warriors must be resurrected! I'll bring most of the forces of the Decepticons with me to Earth to crush the Autobots once and for all!

*he put his engines on full throttle including his Cybertronian power and flew fast to Cybertron, faster than the speed of light…*