Chapter 2
Mirage crept the corridors of the Nemesis, listening in on the various decepticons he encountered, hoping to get any Intel on the next move they would pull off.
Jazz had been severely injured in the last fight, and it was now his job to acquire the information the saboteur usually got from his trips to the enemy base.
He had guessed right when he looked inside the rec room and saw that most of the decepticons were present there more of less inebriated. He noted the absence of Megatron, Soundwave and the command trine together with the constructicons. The latter expected as the decepticon medics if they could be called medics at all, probably had been quite busy patching and repairing.
That meant his only chance at any knowledge would be the high command. The decision made he went in the direction of the command center. Megatron or any of his officers would be present there at any given time.
In the corridor leading to the entrance to the command center he was lucky to watch Thundercracker leave, a menacing scowl on his faceplate. 'So the tyrant isn't satisfied?' Mirage mussed as he passed the blue seeker.
Before the doors closed he managed to swoop inside unnoticed and saw that sure enough Megatron and Soundwave was still present.
"Do you think my plan will succeed Soundwave?" the tyrant asked the telepath.
"Plan: 65% chance to succeed if processed. Decoy: essential to succession." The telepath droned.
"Yes yes. You have persuaded me, but it better work!" Megatron growled.
"Seekers: committed to it. Incitement: revenge." Soundwave reminded the tyrant, and the smile forming on the face of the decepticon leader was one of joy.
"Ah yes. Revenge. A nice motivation." Megatron laughed.
Having heard enough Mirage left silently, tracing down the blue seeker. It sounded bad the next decepticon ploy.
Reaching the quarters of the command trine he heard murmurs on the other side of the door. He didn't dare to activate the door; instead he drew out a listening device which enhanced the sound around it, making it possible for the spy to better hear what was being said on the other side.
"…No more jetjudo." He heard Thundercracker say. As the blue seeker continued a chill ran down the spinal cord of Mirage, as Thundercracker relayed the plot to his trinemates.
'The twins. They are targeting the twins.' Mirage had no love for the brutish twins, but he was an autobot and even if the two menaces shared no love for him too he saved his recordings for Prime and Prowls audios and left the Nemesis, his duty done.
Aboard the Ark:
"It seems Megatron isn't satisfied with the success the seekers provided him." Mirage told Prime and Prowl when alone with his two commanding officers an cycle later. "He wants the disturbing element gone." He said with some dread in his voice.
Prime and Prowl watching the spy grimace waited expectantly for the next he would say.
"They are targeting the twins"
"Hmm." Was the only sound Prime emitted, clearly in thought, while Prowl silently ran his battle computer calculating the benefits of such an act.
Then the tactician spoke.
"Yes. I can see their benefits by such an act. We have almost no mech able to battle in the air, the twins strengthening our forces in their special way of engaging enemies. If they are out of the question the decepticons have almost full peace among their fliers when in battle. Our losses will be 20% greater if we lose the twins." Prowl summed up.
"Can we counter their plan in any way beyond leaving the twins at base?" Prime asked.
"If we leave them safely at base Prime, we are still losing our 20% more. There is no way of protecting them by risking any other of our warriors. We will have to counter their attempt. At least we know they are a target now. Thanks Mirage." Prowl finished, dismissing the spy.