Transformers Galaxy Force: Thunder Storm

Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers.

Author's Note: Sorry. I intended to update sooner, but then my computer went thbbbbbt!

I'm taking a poll right now for Lori's Terraformer form. Vote soon. (For those who don't know, Sonic Bomber turns into a A-10 Thunderbird II, also known as a Warthog Jet.)

Species Update:

Micromasters: A Transformer sub-race, the Micromasters evolved on Seibertron in a similar way that their cousins, the Microns, evolved on Gigalonia. Few Micromasters work in the Cybertron Army, due to their nature against fighting unless they are directly threatened. Micromasters also cannot summon Force Chips, as their bodies are not large enough to withstand the power or be equipped with a Chip Slot.

Bio Update:

Ace "Thunderwing" Johnson (Male Human, 32) – Leader of the Thunderwing Squadron, a group of pilots that test experimental aircraft.

Tanner "Tech" Benson (Male Human, 31) – Member of the Thunderwing Squadron.

Jason "Big Bad Wolf" Johnson (Male Human, 29) – Ace's younger, larger brother. Member of the Thunderwing Squadron.

Mary "Wondergirl" Celina (Female Human, 30) – Member of the Thunderwing Squadron.

Joe Ricker (Male Human, 31) – Former member of the Thunderwing Squadron. He was relieved from military service for his actions as a member of Human Liberation.

Sara "Mom" Sasha (Female Human, 28) – The youngest and newest member of the Thunderwing Squadron.

Ambassador Cornel Michael Franklin (Male Human, 34) – Alliance Chairman for Humanity, 'Mike' Franklin worked for the government on a secret project trying to find Transformers on Earth, using various sightings. Mike himself was one of those who had seen an Earth Transformer. As a boy, he fell into a river while fishing, and was saved by Live Convoy. Now that the Humans and the Transformers work together under the Space Bridge Alliance, Mike has found his duties expanded as the official representative of the UN, and therefore Humanity.

Signal Lancer (Micromaster, 96) – One of the newest generation of Micromasters, Signal Lancer didn't like hiding on Earth too much, but did so because he knew he would be of little help. While hiding, he studied various forms of martial arts, mostly those that made good use of his quarterstaff. He is one of the few Micromasters that joined the Cybertron Army, and was assigned as Ambassador Franklin's personal bodyguard after the creation of the Space Bridge Alliance. Alternate mode is a traffic light.

Part 10.0 To Kill is the Hardest

Chapter 85

A single ship drifted through space, slowly, its crew was revived, and repairs were made. Each member only had one thought, to obey their captain, and get revenge.

Unknown to the entire crew, they were being watched carefully. Watching their every move through a portal in Fire Space, Chromia chuckled. Behind her, Master Galvatron also watched, and was pleased with what he saw.

They repair their ship, thinking that they can defeat Live Convoy.

"Perhaps they can, though they would loose many in the process," Chromia stated. "But perhaps we can convince them to help."

Oh?

Chromia allowed herself a small smirk, "The death of the Human brats would deal a powerful blow to Live Convoy. Even better, the distruction of their hometown would do even more nicely."

And such an attack would draw Live Convoy to the scene. I see.

"The only problem is what the Human Military could do," Chromia frowned.

Perhaps they can be taken care of through our Contact.

"Let's see what they say first," Chromia said. "Gasket! Armbullet! Come!"

"Can I sit this one out? I'm still in pain," Gasket whined.

Chromia turned on him, "Do you want me to finish what your ex-girlfriend started and completely remove your reproductive unit? You can come with, or without it!"

"I prefer with," Gasket said, humbled.

Master Galvatron whispered a suggestion into Chromia's mind and she nodded. "If you do well, Gasket, I will let you come to my quarters tonight." This cheered the small Destron up.

The crew of the Flying Dutchman had gathered on the bridge to make their reports when they struck. Chromia opened a Warp Gate right behind the captain and pointed her gun at the back of his head. Gasket and Armbullet were at either side, their weapons drawn. The crew never had a chance to blink.

"Don't move," Chromia warned. "If you help us though, we'll help you."

"What do you want?" Davy Jones asked.

"Same as you," Chromia answered. "Revenge. You want to hurt Live Convoy, correct?"

"Yes."

Chromia grinned, "We want his Human friends dead. You kill them, it will draw out Live Convoy, and then we'll help you kill him."

Davy Jones chewed on that. It wasn't a bad idea. However there were some things that needed to be ensured. "First off, we're not under your command, we're just being hired. The second I don't like things, we're leaving, and you don't go over my head and order my men around." He turned, offering his only hand. "Do we have a deal?"

"Yes," Chromia said, shaking his hand. She was going to backstab him anyway, eventually. Armbullet and Gasket lowered their weapons. "We'll tell you when and where to strike. Give us time to ensure the Humans won't interfere." They stepped back into Fire Space.

"Wait!"

Chromia turned and looked over her shoulder, "What?"

"Who are you?"

"I am Chromia."

"Cannonball." The crew gasped. Their captain had not gone by his real name in a long time.

Closing the gate, Chromia now concentrated on contacting one of their Human allies through his cell phone.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Ricker?"

"Lorili!"

"Yes, it's me. I need some information."

"No can do. I got kicked off the force. They found out about my involvement in Human Liberation. I was going to call you and tell you that."

Its so funny that these Anti-Transformer Humans don't realized that their being led by Transformers, Chromia thought to herself. "It doesn't matter. I need you to contact some of higher rank anyway."

"All right. What's the plan?"

She told him.

"Bad idea. The Thunderwing Squadron is going to be testing a new type of fighter jet that can operate in space. Their getting the girl to temporarily replace me for the testing."

"We can work around that," Chromia smiled. "Here is what we're going to do."