Chapter 7
"Sir, our scanners indicate 5 unidentifiable heat sources heading our way 3 klicks due south"
Silas stood in the dark room watching the movement of the 5 red dots. He knew that they would come, and he was prepared. He nodded to the MECH soldier and turned to face a man leaning against a desk, sharpening his katana.
"Agent 000, if you would please give our guests a proper welcome"
The agent looked up at the man who addressed him and smirked.
"Don't worry Silas" he said while putting his mask on. "I'll give them a show they'll never forget."
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The Autobots cautiously made their way towards the co-ordinates of the MECH base, given to them by Agent Fowler. They traveled through the clearing in a pentagon form, allowing the team to be able to look in all directions; Optimus in the front, Arcee and Bumblebee to his left and right followed by the two wreckers in the back. All optics were narrowed and ready for anything. There has never been this much tension between them.
Not before too long, Team Prime reached the MECH base. Multiple buildings were scattered, all connecting to one another. The entire area was fenced off with electrical wiring. It resembled a lot like Agent Fowler's own military base, a place the Autobots have been to plenty of times to meet government officials or a firsthand field report. The only difference with the MECH base was that there seemed to be no one in sight. Even the watch towers didn't have people stationed in side. Wheeljack spotted a couple Humvees which looked like they had been abandoned last second and he grit his teeth.
"Commander, they knew we were coming"
"We must not let our guard down," Optimus responded without looking at him. "Be prepared for anything."
"Hello Optimus Prime, to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?" came a familiar that could be heard throughout the facility.
"Silas! Show yourself you little weasel! Where is Jack?" Arcee demanded. She didn't care for the chit-chat and wanted to see Jack.
"Jack? Who is this Jack? I have not seen him since our last encounter" responded Silas, his voice booming over the speakers stationed around the facility.
"Liar!" Arcee called out, rage boiling inside of her. "We know you took him! Where is he?! If you don't tell me where he is, I'll-"
"A feisty one you have here Optimus. Is there a hint of fear I hear in your voice? Perhaps the fear of losing someone you care about?" Silas mocked.
Optimus stepped forward to address the voice. "Silas, you have taken a member of our team, a member of our family. If you return him to us, no blood or energon will be spilled on this day. However, if you do not, we will be forced to take action."
"Now that I think of it, I do remember bringing in a young man with black hair. Unfortunately, our scientists used him in one of our operations and sadly, he died during the experiment."
Silas' words hit Arcee like a shot to her spark. "No…" she whispered to herself. The female fell to her knees, refusing to accept what she has been told.
"Don't listen to him Arcee, he's bluffing." Bulkhead said, comforting his fallen teammate.
Wheeljack looked at one of the cameras that were attached to a building. "Come out here you coward!" Wheeljack challenged as he pointed his sword to the camera. "Come out here and fight me!"
Laughter could be heard from the speakers. Not joyful laughter but evil, almost mocking laughter. "I am the least of your worries at this moment. At this time, you have someone else to deal with."
All optics turned to a figure step out from the shadows of a nearby building. "So, giant talking metal robots huh? Silas, you are too good to me."
"Who are you?" Bulkhead asked the figure.
"Autobots, allow me to introduce Agent 000, MECH's latest installment and the ultimate soldier."
Agent 000 wore a black jacket, as well as black pants and black army boots. His masked covered his face ending just bellow his dark purple eyes. Once again, he was equipped with his katana and desert eagle, both still in their holders. Agent 000's dark veins pulsed as he grew ecstatic. Soon his blade that has stricken down many will have robot blood smeared against it. He secretly smirked at the thought of it.
Arcee looked at Agent 000, still on her knees. For a strange reason, she felt drawn to the man. Perhaps that is why she let her emotions get the best of her. "Please, have you seen a young boy with black hair? I'm begging you; please tell me where he is. Please…" Energon tears started streaming from her eyes, dripping on the ground in front of the man.
Agent 000 looked at the sobbing female on her knees in front of him and felt no sympathy. He has not seen anyone around with her description and also did not care. He looked into her optics and saw deep wounds of sadness and sorrow, yet he still didn't much care.
"Move out of my way robot, or you shall be the first to fall to my blade." Agent 000 turned away from her and walked away.
Bumblebee saw this and instantly became enraged. Arcee begged him to tell her where Jack was and he disrespected her like that. Even Megatron would have seen her sorrow of pain and at least tell her where he is. This Agent 000 was a man without a heart.
Seeing him walk away, Bumblebee activated his blaster and shot the ground in front of Agent 000, stopping him in his tracks immediately. The MECH agent turned to face where the shot came from and saw a yellow robot beeping angrily at him.
Not understanding a word Bumblebee said, Agent 000 let out a small, sinister laugh. "I see you lost your voice robot", his voice suddenly turned deeper and darker, almost threatening. "Do that again and you'll lose more than your voice."
Optimus saw that Bumblebee did not take the challenge lightly and saw the scout aim his blaster at Agent 000. "No Bumblebee, don't-"
He was too late, Bumblebee let off a shot directly towards Agent 000. With inhuman speed, the man dodged the shot and began dashing for the young scout.
Taken by surprise by the human's speed Bumblebee started to back-up nervously, blasting blindly hoping to stop the man. However much he blasted, it came to no avail.
Agent 000 moved closer and closer to his prey as Bumblebee desperately tried to get away. Closing in the gap in mere milliseconds, Agent 000 leapt up towards the joint that connects Bumblebee's leg to his thigh. In one swift motion, the agent unsheathed his katana and sliced Bumblebee's leg clean off, landing on the ground with the katana back in the sheath.
Everyone stared in horror as Bumblebee fell back, howling in pain while clutching his left leg. Energon dripped from the joint onto the scout's disconnected leg. With Bumblebee on the ground, Agent 000 quickly leaped onto his chest staring into the optics of the young Autobot. He could see pain and fear on Bumblebee's face which only made him want to continue further.
Enraged, Bulkhead, Wheeljack and Arcee activated their blasters and aimed it at the agent standing on top of Bumblebee.
"No!" Optimus ordered, "You will hit Bumblebee!" The Autobots listened and lowered their weapons, each of them afraid of what might happen next.
The Prime turned around and looked at Agent 000. "Please" he said to the ruthless killer, "do not harm him any further. He was merely standing up to one of his fellow teammates."
Agent 000 looked at Optimus and turned back to look at Bumblebee's pained and pleading optics. He let out a menacing laugh as he turned to face the Autobot leader. "Optimus Prime, is it? As a leader, you should maintain order to your soldiers, otherwise there will be consequences." With that, Agent 000 cut off Bumblebee's forearms, disarming him and making the scout cry.
The precise life blood that is energon flowed from Bumblebee's injuries. A pool started to form around the whimpering scout. The injured Autobot tried his hardest to fight the pain but it was too much. The scout shut his optics and went into stasis mode; still alive, but unresponsive.
The Autobots looked at the agent with newfound horror. What he did to Bumblebee was cruel, selfless, and harsh. To make matters worse, the agent was enjoying every moment of it, even laughing at Optimus' plea for mercy. MECH created a monster without a heart. One with inhuman strengths and speed who enjoyed watching others suffer. It was as if he was the human version of Unicron himself.
Agent 000 hoped off the unmoving robot and looked towards the rest of the Autobots. This time, he was ready for a fight. He drew his Desert Eagle with his left hand while clutching the katana in his right. He looked around at all the optics starring at him until he found his new target; a big green one with both fear and anger in his optics, the perfect prey.
"Let's dance."
Without warning, Agent 000 sprinted at Bulkhead. The Autobots saw him coming and sent a barrage of blaster fire his way, only to have the man jump, dodge and weave around them. Agent 000 started shooting Bulkhead with his Desert Eagle, hoping to cause some damage, but it did nothing.
Damn it! He thought to himself. His armors too thick, I'll need to find an opening…
The agent smirked to himself while he dodged another set of blaster fire.
…I'll make my own.
Quick as lightning, Agent 000 sent his sword spinning in the air, stabbing Bulkhead in the chest. The wrecker stumbled backwards from shock and the sudden pain in his chest. Noticing the sword lodged inside his chest plate, he pulled it out and threw it to the side. Luckily for him, the cut wasn't deep enough to cause any damage. Unluckily, that was exactly what Agent 000 wanted him to do.
Seeing the agent get closer, Bulkhead activated his mace and attempted to smash the human. However, Agent 000 merely dodged the all the hits while shooting his gun at the exact spot his sword was inserted. Once on contact, his bullets immediately made the hole wider as well as deeper, breaking circuits inside of Bulkhead's chest as he screamed in pain. Energon began leaking out of the wound, forcing Bulkhead to place a hand on it to try to stop the stream.
Suddenly, Agent 000 changed directions, moving to retrieve his katana that had been thrown to the ground. Making his way to his weapon, the agent continued to dodge blaster fire as well as Bulkhead huge mace.
"Stay still you little bug!" Bulkhead said through his gritted teeth, trying to fight off the pain from his chest.
Finally reaching his katana, Agent 000 used it to block an incoming shot. Expecting to split the shot like a bullet, the agent was taken by surprise when the energon blast made contact, sending him flying and landing near Bulkhead's feet. The angry wrecker saw his opportunity and took it as he slammed his mace down on the fallen agent.
Everything was quiet for a moment as blaster fire died down. The Autobots let out a sigh of relief until suddenly Bulkhead's mace started to lift off the ground. Pushing the mace away, Agent 000 slowly got to his feet, startling Bulkhead as the human managed to push up the entire weight of Bulkhead's body.
Once up and in a stable position, Agent 000 jumped to the side, letting Bulkhead slam the ground. The agent then began to climb up the wrecker's chest, using his katana as a mountain climber would use an ice axe. As Agent 000 made his way up with inhuman speeds, he made sure to dig his sword in deep enough to penetrate the thin material underneath Bulkhead's armor that acted as the last line of defense before the circuits. A steady stream of energon poured from each hole Agent 000 made, making the wrecker cry out.
Once he neared the wrecker's neck, Agent 000 stabbed him and dragged it along as he ran across Bulkhead's shoulder. After the wrecker attempted to cover the cut, the agent jumped off, sticking his katana in the back of Bulkhead's back and used gravity to push the sword all the way down, creating a huge gash. All the pain was too much for the wrecker as he fell to his knees, trying to stop as much energon as he could.
"Bulkhead!" Arcee and Wheeljack screamed as they rushed over to their fallen teammate. Optimus
Agent 000 saw them coming and stepped in front of Arcee's path, allowing Wheeljack to check on Bulkhead. "Not you female, I have a bone to pick with you." Agent 000 drew his sword as he paced forward.
"Please" Arcee begged, "let us go. We only want to find our friend."
Agent 000 ignored her, jumping up to her lower torso and slicing it clean open. The two-wheeler fell in pain, clutching her area that was attacked. Agent 000's slice not only opened her up, but damaged her T-Cog.
The MECH agent took note of the less protective area on the lower torso. He slowly turned around and walked to the fallen female, hoping to finish her off.
"You talk about saving your friend, but who is going to save you?"
Agent 000 lifted his sword, about to bring it down on the downed two-wheeler when he looked into her optics. He could see pain and suffering; not from her wound, but from her loss.
"His name is Jack and he's been missing for almost a week now." Arcee said painfully. "He, he means the world to me and there's nothing left for me without him. Please tell me where he is."
Something shifted inside of Agent 000. The monster on the outside revealed his true colors. He felt her pain and felt guilty about what he's done. He was sympathetic and wanted to help, but he honestly didn't know who this 'Jack' is.
"I-I'm sorry" Agent 000 responded in a soft voice. "I don't know anyone by your description." The agent had no idea this side of him existed. Something was different inside of him, the sensation felt weird, yet warm.
"Agent 000!" came Optimus' voice. Suddenly Agent 000 turned back into his menacing self. He turned to see the Prime standing with his blades raised. "You have hurt this family far enough. I will stop you, no matter what the cost!"
Agent 000 smirked and motioned for Optimus to come at him. The two warriors charged at each other, clashing swords. At first it seemed that Optimus had the upper hand, however, Agent 000's small size and agile form allowed him to maneuver around every one of the Prime's swing.
The continued clashing swords, sparks flying whenever the two metals made contact. Suddenly Agent 000 wielded back his katana, and swung with all his strength, shattering Optimus' sword in two. The Prime backed up, taken by surprise as the agent moved forward.
Optimus knew that he was at a disadvantage and had to retreat. He grabbed the broken piece of his sword and threw it at the agent like a Frisbee. Agent 000 jumped up to dodge the spinning blade, exactly what the Prime wanted him to do. Once he was in the air, Optimus stabbed Agent 000 while he was in the air with the other half of the blade, catching his leg as the agent fell to the ground in an awkward position.
Agent 000 got up slowly, wiping the blood of his mouth and smirked. "That was a nice maneuver" he said while checking his leg. A long, deep gash ran from the top of his thigh to his ankle. Blood dripped from his wound, a darker red that usual. The agent stood up and looked Prime in the eyes.
"Now, it's my turn."
With the speed of lightning, Agent 000 jumped up and sliced Optimus' lower torso, tearing it open and damaging his T-Cog. Falling, he kicked the back of the Prime's leg with such force, Optimus fell forward landing with a hard thud. Agent 000 saw his opening and started shooting his handgun at the spot where he cut the Prime. After every shot, the slice started to widen as the bullets started to penetrate the inner circuits. Optimus grunted in pain, clutching his lower torso while firing his blaster with his other hand. Agent 000 merely dodged the lowly shots as he jumped onto the Prime's back, digging his blade into his shoulder and pulling his entire arm off.
Optimus' eyes widen as he felt energon dripping from his missing limb. He tried to stand but the agent kicked his faceplate, keeping him down.
Agent 000 jumped of the fallen leader and laughed, looking at his handy work. He turned and glared at the last standing Autobot, the white one named Wheeljack.
"All right pal, you want to play with swords," Wheeljack pulled out his two blades while activating his faceplate. "I'll give you swords."
Like Optimus, Wheeljack specialized in swords so he was able to fight against Agent 000 almost as well as Optimus. However, even after his extensive training, Wheeljack struggled against the onslaught of the MECH agent. After every swing or block, the wrecker would receive a slice on the hand or the forearm. Not after too long, Wheeljack's arms were covered in slices, energon dripping from his wounds.
Suddenly, a swirling green vortex appeared near Bumblebee. Wheeljack saw Optimus get up and trot over to the fallen Arcee. "Autobots, we must retreat into the groundbridge! Wheeljack, provide cover for our injured!" Optimus commanded as he helped Arcee up, both of them leaning on each other for support as they made their way to the groundbridge.
Bulkhead heard Optimus and used every ounce of his strength to get to Bumblebee. He picked up the unmoving scout as well as the limbs and clambered into the vortex, leaving behind a trail of energon.
"Leaving so soon?" Agent 000 mocked as he paired his katana against Wheeljack's crossed swords. The wrecker didn't answer the question, gritting his teeth he continued to fend of the agent as the Autobots retreated through the groundbridge. The agent continued his assault, slashing the Autobot's arm. Using his enhanced speed and agility, Agent 000 jumped onto Wheeljack's left hand, running up the wrecker's arm until he reached his shoulder. With a little maneuver to get up, the agent sliced his sword, cutting off Wheeljack's arm, leaving only circuits to keep the dead limb from falling. Wheeljack grit his teeth in pain as he clutched his dislocated arm from falling off.
Knowing that he was outmatched, he waited until Optimus and Arcee made it through then dashed towards the vortex with Agent 000 right on his tail. The wrecker jumped through the groundbridge, landing on the other side with a thud. Looking up he saw Ratchet helping Optimus with Arcee's limping body.
"DOC!" he screamed, "CLOSE THE BRIDGE NOW!"
Quickly Ratchet pulled the lever for the groundbridge control, closing the vortex just in time as Agent 000 was right on the other side, about to hop in. Seeing the groundbridge close, the agent smirked while putting his katana and Desert Eagle back into their respective holders.
"How was that Silas?" he asked, turning towards the cameras that captured the entire battle on film.
On the other side, Silas grinned seeing the amount of energon that was splattered on the ground.
"An excellent performance Agent 000, however I do not believe this is the last we'll see of the Autobots" his voice answered. "Head over to your dorm, you have done well today and deserve a rest."
Agent 000 nodded as he made his way to his dorm. He enjoyed watching robots suffer but something nagged at him on the inside. He remembered the blue female, her pain and desperation to find the kid named 'Jack'. He still felt the same feeling of guilt and sympathy from before and it made him feel uncomfortable on the inside. Still deep in thought, he felt a pain in his leg and looked down to see blood flowing from his wound.
Damn it, he thought to himself, I forgot about this.
Agent 000 turned around and headed for the medical bay. Walking through the dark facility, he forced himself to put his earlier thoughts away. Although, something still felt weird inside of him, like someone trying to pull free from their restraints. He heard a voice and looked around, only to see no one. Ignoring the voice, he quickly continued on his path.
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In the Autobot base, Ratchet was rushing to stabilise everyone's injuries. Bumblebee needed to be placed in stasis-lock before he could operate on him. Bulkhead was quickly bleeding out and need immediate welding. Wheeljack was covered in deep gashes and needed to have his arm re-attached. Optimus also held onto his broken limb as well as a damaged T-Cog. Miko and Raf watched as Ratchet operated, moving from one Autobot to another. Both of them were crying and holding on to each other, hoping they're Autobot friends would be okay. It was worse for Raf as he saw Bumblebee's broken state. He ran over to his guardian and stood by his side while the doctor put him in stasis.
Arcee seemed to be the one with the least amount of injuries, only needing to have her T-Cog fixed and her lower torso welded. However, she was emotionally unstable and that was something Ratchet could not fix.
The female lay on a berth in the medical bay and closed her eyes as she felt tears trickle down her cheek. "I-I'm sorry Jack" she whispered, "I-I couldn't save you."
Then, everything went dark.
Author's Note: Hey guys, I hope you are enjoying the story so far as I've been having fun writing them. Once again, please do leave a review and tell me how I'm doing. Any kind of review will be accepted, positive or negative.
Currently, I've ran into a problem with maybe getting a bit too dark and graphic in my chapters. In fact, there was comment saying my writing style is sadistic. While I disagree, I completely see where you're coming from. The reason for my darkness is because I'm setting up a series that are based on the events in this story. I needed to set a tone for the first story and gradually, it will change through the course of the series. However, if you truly believe my writing is too graphic, please leave a review or pm me about it. I'm still new to this writing thing and if there too much violence, I'll cut down on those scenes and change my writing style.
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