Transformers Galaxy Force: Thunder Storm

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Chapter 30

Lori sighed and checked her PDA, which was still recording the race between Rodimus Convoy and Override. The track at Blacklight City was a long, underground obstacle course, so Rodimus was sending her the information. She sighed again, leaning back on the bench midway up the stands. Rodimus had yet to pull ahead of Override, not wanting to tempt getting shot by her. He stayed close behind, waiting for the right time to make his move.

"How are they doing?" Nitro Convoy asked, coming up behind her. Lori projected the image in a larger resolution so that he could see. Nitro Convoy sighed in relief, "At least they're not shooting each other."

"True, but they sure are taking their time," Lori replied. She heard the sound of grating metal and turned to the Transformer behind her. "Something wrong?"

Nitro Convoy gave her a worried look. "That wasn't me," he answered. They both looked up towards the top of the stands to see a shape rip of the top bench and hurl it down at them.

Leaping into action, Nitro Convoy scooped up Lori in his hand and ran towards one of the isles. The bench struck the Transformer in the side of his head, knocking him to the ground unconscious. Lori fell from his hand, rolling to break her fall. The bench continued to clatter down the stands, but she was unharmed.

Plasma burst followed, streaking towards her. In spite of her deceptively fragile look, Lori was exceptionally strong, fast, and aerobic for a Human her age. She back flipped down to the bench below, easily dodging the blasts. She looked up to see Armbullet jumping down, intending to squash her underfoot.

Lori rolled out of the way as Armbullet's foot came down next to her. She jumped and latched on to his ankle where he wouldn't notice her. Catching her breath and planning her next move. She had to get her PDA and contact Rodimus.

Armbullet lifted up his foot and scratched his head. He was sure he had squashed the Human. So where was she?

As Armbullet's foot came up, Lori found herself level with the bench that had her PDA still on it. She jumped off his foot and landed on the bench to go retrieve it. Unfortunately, Armbullet felt her jump, turned, and brought his fist down to smash her. Fortunately, she was already running toward her PDA, so his fist missed.

Nitro Convoy began to stir, distracting Armbullet as the Destron turned toward the awaking Transformer to punch him between the optics, sending him unconscious again. Lori reached her PDA, punching in a command to contact Rodimus Convoy.

Rodimus was surprised that Lori was contacting him in the middle of a race, but he didn't mind and accepted her call. "Something up?" he asked.

"Yes!" came Lori's breathless, aggravated voice. "Armbullet's here, and he's trying to kill me!"

His brakes screeched as he came to a stop. Rodimus heard something get smashed on the other end before the connection died. Override continued along the track, but Rodimus didn't care anymore. He transformed and flew towards the ceiling, smashing through it and heading towards the stands.

Lori rolled under a bench as Armbullet's hand came down to flatten her. The Destron growled and reached under the bench, trying to grab her and pull her out. She backed away from his hand, kicking the tip of his sensor pad. While it seemed to be a desperate, useless move, it was actually just as painful to Armbullet as sticking a needle under your fingernail is to you. The Destron withdrew his hand with a hiss, and began to beet on the top of the bench with his other hand, trying to scare Lori out.

A blue and silver arm reached around Armbullet's neck, pulling him up in a choking headlock. Armbullet tried to wiggle out of it, but the hand attached to his arm shifted to grab the Destron's neck. The hand lifted him up and turned him around to come face to face with a very angry Rodimus Convoy.

"Will… you… let go… please?" Armbullet managed to gasp through Rodimus Convoy's choke hold. Rodimus scowled and cruelly threw the Destron down the stands, and then jumped to follow.

"RODIMUS CONVOY! SUPER MODE!"

If Armbullet wasn't scared before by the fury in Rodimus Convoy's optics before, he was definitely scared now. The Destron began to back away from the angry, imposing Transformer, whimpering.

"Not so brave now, huh?" Rodimus Convoy asked crossly, red electrical energy crackling in his hands. "Why don't you leave while you have the chance?"

Missiles came streaking out of the sky, landing around both of them and shrouding them in smoke. When the smoke cleared, they saw a horrid sight. Lori, who had crawled out from under the bench to watch, turned her head as she lost her lunch.

Thundercracker stood there heaving. Various fluids flowed from the multiple mass infections that made him look more like a car wreak than a Transformer. His crazed optics were glancing between Armbullet and Rodimus Convoy.

"Revenge," he breathed. Then he raised his gun and fired.