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also i am still trying to fix any mistakes that i might have missed in past chapters (i.e spelling, grammar and so on)

Simmons had just poked his head out of the small ditch that he had been taking cover in when he saw through the now pouring rain the form of Fury rushing towards Sam his shotgun like weapon flaring blue against the dark surroundings. Two shots from Sam signaled that he wasn't going to make this easy for his counter part and in a collision of metal the two giants began to grapple with each other forgetting their close range weapons. As the two leaders were locked in combat Bumblebee began exchanging fire with the larger of the three remaining Decepticons while Apache was switching between the remaining two trying his best to keep them off balance as he searched for an opening. Simmons could do little to help anyone in the battle so he just stood a silent witness to the growing destruction. "so how did this happen to you fag, did the autobots decide that they didn't want a pet any more so you begged them to turn you into one of them so you could stay under their protection" snarled Fury as he tried to over power Sam. The young prime didn't respond to the comment he just fought back harder as he slipped an arm free and delivered a familiar blow to Fury's mid section. The Decepticon leader was knocked back for a second before he tried to grab hold of the young Primes arm in an attempt to tare it off.

While two old enemy's tussled Bee was having little luck in fighting Tank, the Decepticon had incredibly thick armor that repelled most of his attacks leaving almost no damage at all. The only up side was that this large Decepticon seemed to have little in the way of ranged weapons as he preferred to use a massive war hammer at close quarters. Fortunately Bumblebee was more than quick enough to avoid his attacks which left them both in a sort of stalemate in which neither could deal damage to the other. Apache was not so lucky as both his opponents were able to fight at range though the smaller of the two was only able to deal a small amount of damage with every shot and the larger had an unwieldy weapon that reminded him of human anatomy for some reason. The smaller bot tried to make a break for him and in a second Apache pulled off a shot that sent the small bot flying backwards and out of the battle for the moment. Now that he had a few precious seconds where he only had one bot to fight Apache jumped into the air and transformed into his alt bringing it's weapons to bare on the single target that he was facing. Seeing as he was now up against a far more agile target Interface transformed into his Aston Martin alt as raced for the one spot that the fliers weapons could not hit him, directly under the flying Autobot.

Sam managed to get his arm free of Fury's grip before the Decepticon could place any real force on it. "so you wanted to know how I got this way?" asked Sam as he searched for an opening., "well I'll tell you that I was brought back by the power of the allspark when I died fighting a real battle as a human, something you never had the nerve for". The expressionless face of the Decepticon leader showed nothing as but those burning optics gave away the truth that this information had thrown Fury off his balance slightly. Sensing an opening the young Prime continued "the thing is the power that brought me back was lost after that point which means you must be nothing more than some decepticon science experiment that got out of their control". The red optics looked ready to explode at the comment and Fury renewed his attack though his fighting style had lost much of it's control. Sam had managed to push the right button and as the self proclaimed Decepticon leader lunged at him Sam managed to activate his whip sword and put a deep scar down the right side of Fury's face. Though the mark burned Fury quickly recovered and with a quick roll that crushed a few trees before he got to his feet ready to fight with a little more self control. "so does you boy toy know that he's banging a bunch of wires and circuits or haven't you told him that you not human any more" said Fury as he circled Sam just out side the range that he though the sword could reach. The smirk behind the young Primes face armour could almost be seen even through the pouring rain as Sam replied "he knows and he loves it". The statement gave Sam a slight opening in which he unlocked his sword turning it into a whip that now reached the Decepticon leaders position.

The opening however was to small and in the last second Fury dodged the burning whip as it caused a halo of steam to form around it in the falling rain. "you really know how to find the sick ones don't you fag, did you look for him epically as no-one else would have you like this" said Fury his voice dripping with malice. Sam did not rise to the bait instead he just retracted his whip sword ready for the next attack. Seeing that his last attempt to provoke his old opponent didn't work the Decepticon leader tried another tacit "so is your little human sex toy here or did you have to leave him behind when they sent you on an errand?". Fury waited for an answer to his question but Sam did not respond instead he kept himself focused on the battle and his opponent. "this isn't working" though the Decepticon leader as he searched for a way to throw Sam off guard so he could deliver a killing blow. Though Fury hated to admit it this new Sam was far harder to deal with than the old one, he was stronger both in form and though. The young Prime looked at his old enemy still wondering how he had become a Decepticon and if there were others like him, "so how did you convince these guys that your were a true decepticon after all real decepticons hate anything that isn't like them?" said Sam as he tried to get some information and distract Fury with the question. The optics in the Decepticon leaders helmet narrowed at the question and he spat back "we are the new decepticons not the old weaklings that you were used to dealing with". For a moment the young Prime glanced at the other bots who were fighting on Fury's side, could they be more humans transformed by what ever had done this to Trent. But Sam had little time to think about that as Fury rushed him again this time moving as fast as he could so he could avoid Sam's whip sword.

Part of the conversation had made it's way over to Bumblebee who was still moving as fast as he could to avoid the incoming blows from the armored Decepticon's hammer. After one large and vicious swing Bee found himself rolling on the ground as the large bot swung at him in rapid succession. Another huge swing saw the hammer just miss the side of the scouts face as the weapon drove through the road surface and into a an under ground storm drain where it got stuck buying Bee precious time. Bumblebee got to his feet in a flash and decided that now would be a good moment to try and distract this Decepticon from the fight. "so what do they call you?" asked the yellow scout as he put some distance between himself and the armored bot. With a powerful movement the Decepticon pulled his hammer free ripping the road apart as he went, now able to use his hammer again the large bot turned to the scout and said "call me tank, what's you name so I can keep score?". "it's bumblebee and you won't need to keep score past today" replied Bee as he fired a few shots at the Decepticons feet hoping to knock him off balance on the wet and weakened surface that he now stood on. "was that it?" asked Tank as the shots bounced off his legs leaving little damage to the thick armor that protected his body. The armored Decepticon let out a deep "huff" as he rested his hammer on his shoulder while brushing his hands against each other, "this won't even be a challenge for me, the least you could do is to try aiming for my face or something vital, because you'll never win fighting like this" cried Tank as he rushed towards Bumblebee the thrusters on his hammer pushing him forward faster than he could have moved alone.

Interface was giving Apache a processor ache as the Decepticon seemed to be able keep his alt out of the firing arc of his weapons no matter where he flew. At one point the aerial Autobot was hovering just feet above a group of thick trees in an attempt to keep the Decepticon in his field of fire but it didn't work as the small Decepticon that he had hit before positioned himself ready to spring a surprise attack from the upper part of the of the group of threes. Apache whirled about flying in an uncontrolled manner as he tried to shake the small bot loose before the Decepticon was able to do any damage. Unseen held on like he was trying to tame a bucking bronco and as the helicopter alt seemed to slow for a second he released one hand ready to drive a blade into the closest vital area he could find. The moment the small bot loosed his grip Apache spun faster and faster as he tried to shake the Decepticon off his body. Unseen was starting to loose his grip and just as he felt the hold his legs had loosen he made a stab toward what he though was this Autobots spark chamber. Metal connected with metal and for a moment the small Decepticon thought that he had done it but as he tried to drive the blade home he found that he was moving away from his target as the force of his jab he only succeeded in leaving a small mark while the rest of the energy of his attack had broken his hold on the Autobots alt completely. Unseen fell and for a second he though that he would impact with the solid ground below but instead he found him self being caught in mid air by Interface who had jumped and grabbed him before he had fallen more than twenty feet.

The meal was good, the power hadn't stopped in some time giving the thing a chance to savor the relief that came with the power. The line that it was feeding on shorted out causing the creature to cry out as it's relief stopped once again, then the sent of a stronger power filled the air. This smell was familiar like those on the place it had come from only more developed, more powerful. The creature turned it's deformed feet finding it hard to grip on the wet ground as it searched for the source of this sweet smelling meal. The power was close, very close, the thing let out a howl letting all around it know that this new meal belonged to it and no other. The howl echoed under the dark turbulent sky as a bolt of lighting illuminated it's distorted features and a rumble of thunder drowned out it's howl in the soaked air. The thing lurched forward towards it's meal and the ease from the pain that gripped it almost constantly. The wet ground caused the thing to stumble and slide as thr creature tried to move faster and faster not wanting to loose it's meal. Another trip sent the misshapen body tumbling forward and only the massive distorted arms stopped the creature from falling flat on it's face. The creature screamed as it tried to move it's legs ill-suited for any kind of movement on the soaking wet ground. The thing looked at the twisted limbs and cried in pain as they began to transform in an uncontrolled manner. This was not a smooth seamless movement where every part fit perfectly together for a purpose, it was a mass twisting and moving as it tried to become something that it was not meant to be. Screeches of pain and the sound of warping metal cut through the air as the creature's body altered it's self trying to gain the ability to move on the wet ground. Parts not designed for the function they were performing sparked and fell to the rain soaked earth in a ruined mess as the deformed legs reshaped them selves into one massive foot that allowed the creature to move using it's arms to take the weight of it's massive upper body. Now able to move again the thing lurched forwards swinging the massive foot between it's arms as it moved in a tripod like fashion.

The cries had been noticed by only one now aware of the battle, Simmons felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end as something in him said that the thing they had come here for was now looking for them. "SAM, SAM" he cried into the pouring rain only to have his voice drown out by a mixture of thunder, weapons fire and battle cries. None of them could hear him, not Autobot or Decepticon and Simmons feared that the battle would start to turn in the favor of the Decepticons should this thing get to close to them. Sam was able to get off a shot a Fury as the Decepticon made a run at him trying to knock the Young Prime off his feet. The blast scorched the back of the Decepticon leaders right leg but it did not slow him as he managed to grab Sam by the waist. Fury reached back ready to drive his fist into the armor that covered the young Primes face when he caught sight of Simmons rushing towards them carrying a large fallen branch like a spear. The wood collided harmlessly with the armor of the hand that held Sam down and just Fury was about to swat the annoying pest the young Prime twisted beneath him flipping him off in a single move. Sam then place himself between Fury and Simmons saying "get your ass under cover right now I can't protect you and fight him at the same time". The former S7 agent remained rooted to the spot as he yelled back "it's worse than you think, I think that thing is on it's way here right now and you guys are on the menu". At that moment a huge roar and a crashing sound split the air and all those fight turned to see the creature stand silhouetted against the dark sky. A flash of lighting that illuminated the thing told them all Autobot and Decepticon that this fight was now out of anyone's control.