Title: Messages from the grave!
Chapter 10 - The battle!
'...blah...' normal talking.
'...'blah'...' ghost talking/flashback talking.
Steal-Thind continued laughing hysterically, as Bluestreak's body fell closer and closer to this machine that squashes the material, even as hard as steel.
'Goodbye!' Steal-Thind laughs.
'NO WAY!'
Steal-Thind stopped his laughing, and turned around, seeing the Autobots and Decepticons! 'WHAT? NO!'
Proton flew up ahead, and caught Bluestreak before he fell into the grasp of the machine.
Bluestreak woke up, and looked worriedly at the machine. 'Thanks dad.'
Steal-Thind growled, and flew out the controls of the crane, and towards his ship. Jazz, Rodimus and Ultra magnus got in his way.
He stepped back, glancing around at all the Autobots and Decepticons surrounding him. Was it all over?
'Give it up!' Bluestreak ordered.
'No way! I want that prototype to work my machine!'
'Guys!' Bluestreak said. 'He's got an extra copy of the machine! He has another real weapon. If he gets the prototype...'
'Then I rule Cybertron!' Steal-Thind finished his sentence, and clicked his fingers.
A nearby wall of the base rose, revealing a whole load of warriors!
'You think I work alone. Guess again! My army, of sparklings I kidnapped and raised to be trained warriors in martial arts and skilled combat. They're brilliant fighters!'
The Autobots and Decepticons gasped as they saw this huge army.
Steal-Thind smiled evily. 'ATTACK!'
The army roared, and ran towards them.
A battle rages...
The Decepticons in the air attacking the army, but some were trained at ninjas, using a 'fly' technique, flying in the air and attacking the Decepticons.
Rodimus and Ultra Magnus took cover behind a large crane, and fired at the army as they came.
Prowl, being invisible to the army, but visible to the others, he took control of one of the weapons Steal-Thind had made in his base. Steering it, he fired a flamethrower at the army as they ran towards his comrades.
Jazz took control of another weapon, a machine gun. He aimed the machine, and fired at the army as they passed. He saw some of them had golden plaitings on, so they were some commanders of the squad! Jazz took aim, and shoot the head of one of them.
'Nice shot!'
'Thanks Prowler...' Jazz said. 'ON YOUR RIGHT!'
Prowl saw one of the warriors climbing up the ladder to where he was. He turned the flamethrower, and fired, setting the warrior alight.
'Nice one Prowler!'
'Thanks.'
Steal-Thind smiled as he watched his warriors defeating their enemies one by one. He runs to his machine, and gets it set up for when he installs the prototype. He dragged the machine onto the ship.
He looks at the weapon in his storage, and gasped spotting the scratched paint. He inspected the machine. 'The fake!' he smiled. He unplugged the fake machine, and installed the real weapon.
'Finally. Now for that prototype!'
He rushes to the doorway of the ship, and looks around at the fighting going on.
He smiles, spotting the prototype in Proton's arm.
'Say cheese!' he shouts.
Proton looked up, as Steal-Thind dropped down, his foot stamping on his face. The prototype rolled along the ground away from them.
Proton quickly got to his feet.
'I've been waiting for this fight Proton!' Steal-Thind. 'Go down in history as the powerful Praxien, who lost to not an Autobot or Decepticon! Future generations hearing about the great Proton losing to a powerful mech like... let's say, ME!'
Proton threw the first punch, instantly sending Steal-Thind backwards, hitting the landing wheel of the ship.
'Very clever!' Steal-Thind growls.
He flies back towards Proton and the both fight each other.
Bluestreak who was nearby, watched his father face Steal-Thind. Proton throwing more fists, till his hands glowed red. 'Dad?'
Proton twirls, unleashing a fire ball at Steal-Thind, sending him backwards again.
'My My.' Steal-Thind said. 'The strenght of his great grandfather Rynox, wiseness of his grandfather Earth, and keen skills of his father Hydrid, makes the one and only Proton. Fool!'
'DAD!' Bluestreak yelled.
Proton looked as a huge cannon standing meters away from him, was lit, and blasted at him, sending the powerful Praxien backwards, and breaking through the steel wall.
Bluestreak cried, Prowl turned and gasped, everyone else stopped what they were doing, and gasped.
Steal-Thind roared with laughter. 'My warriors. Into the ships!' as he ran towards the prototype.
Bluestreak was quicker, and caught it, throwing it towards Jazz. But Steal-Thind punches Jazz, and takes the prototype, runs into the ship, and steers it out the hill and into the distance.
As the army and Steal-Thind fled in the ships, the Autobots and Decepticons ran over to the hole in the wall.
'Proton?' Rodimus said.
A faint groan was heard. Rodimus and Ultra Magnus reached in and helped Proton out to safety.
Proton was badly hurt, but still functional.
'Dad...' Bluestreak cried.
'I... I.. I'm... alright son. A little down, but not out completely. But ... the prototype.'
'Steal-Thind has it now. So we gotta go after him!' Jazz said.
'Anyone want a ride?'
They all turned around, and gasped seeing the last ship in the depo, a small ship, large enough to fit them all in, with Prowl in the cockpit, holding the steering control. 'Let's chase them down!'
'Attaboy son!' Proton chuckled.
With Rodimus and Ultra Magnus helping Proton into the ship's cockpit with Prowl (Prowl was a good pilot, but Proton was better).
'I'm helping!' Proton said. He sat in the pilot seat, and accelerates the ship out the side of the hill, tracking Steal-Thind's ship.
The ship flew out the hill side and towards the sky.
So, Steal-Thind had an army waiting, but now HE has the PROTOTYPE! What awaits the future of the Autobots and Decepticons, now that their enemy has the weapon's energy source. Plus he had extras of the weapon, so now he has the real weapon, and the real prototype.
Find out more in the next chapter of who wins this fight.
Please review if you haven't :)
I know the chapters are getting shorter, but with too many chapters, and splitting up the story between them I guess. Will make changes and make them longer, but review, and if you prefer them longer, let me know. thank you for reading.