Chapter 1
Jetstorm was busy patrolling by himself. It was one of the times Drift would let him and Slipstream his fellow minicon patrol alone. Jetstorm was looking around carefully. He was making sure there were no signs of Decepticons anywhere. "Things seem to be clear here," Jetstorm said. He was not aware he was being watched.
A few transformers who were cons hoping to do something to make some money on earth with other Cybertronians noticed him. "Look at that, boys that's a minicon," one of them said.
"I can see that Markblast," said second con. "You know we promised those bots that we would bring them a minicon and sell it to them so they can sell it as a slave," he said.
"Yes we did, that one looks like it has a lot of life and strength in it," said a third con.
"Yes it is young minicon which is a good thing, let's go," Markblast said.
Then they jumped Jetstorm. "Whoa," Jetstorm said. Then proceed to fight. "I better call for back up," he said when he saw he was out numbered.
Then the second con hit him on the side of his head damaging his com. "You can call for help now minicon," he told him.
Jetstorm continued to fight and was able to land some licks on the Decepticons attacking him. Then they broke the crest of his helmet. They manage to gag him and tie him up. Jetstorm was captured and he was freaking out. He was going to get out this mess?
Meanwhile at the scrapyard Slipstream returned and Drift and others noticed Jetstorm didn't come back. "That's strange, Jetstorm should've returned by now," Drift said.
"Maybe he got himself lost," Grimlock said. "It can sometimes be easy to get lost in a forest," he said.
"Grimlock does have a point there," Denny said. "Maybe he got himself turned around," he said.
"Or maybe something else happened," Russell said.
"I will com him to see where he is and what is going on," Drift said. "Jetstorm come in, where are you?" he said. All he got was static and feedback. "I am getting nothing but static and feedback that means his com link is broken," he said.
"Fixit see if you can locate Jetstorm's energy signature," Bumblebee said.
"On it," Fixit said. "I am working on it," he said. "I am not picking up Jetstorm's signal anywhere, but I am picking up something," he said.
Then a ship landed. Optimus, Bulkhead, Arcee, Wheeljack, Smokescreen, Ratchet and Ultra Mangus came out. "Greetings Bumblebee we came to see about helping you for the time being with a few things," Optimus said.
"Right now we do need some help," Bumblebee said. "Jetstorm is missing," he said.
"He hasn't come back from this morning's patrol, I tried com him only to get static and feedback," Drift said. "His com-link is broken," he said.
"I can't locate his signature any where," Fixit said. "But I am going to keep trying to find him," he said.
"Well let's see if we can find the little minicon because who knows the kid might be in over his head in trouble," Wheeljack said.
"I have a bad feeling that is what it might be," Drift said.
"Arcee you and Smokescreen look to the area west of here with Side swipe. Strongarm you and Ratchet and Ultra Magnus look to the east. Grimlock you Bulkhead and Wheeljack look to the south. Optimus, Drift, Slipstream will be with me we will look to the north. Denny and Russell you stay here with Fixit just in case Jetstorm comes back or you locate his signal," Bumblebee said. "All right let's rev up and roll out," he said.
The team was about to start their search.
Meanwhile Jetstorm was struggling trying to get free. He saw he was being take to a ship. "Here you guys go one minicon just like we promised," Markblast said.
"Good now here is your pay." the bots who were on ship said paying them. Jetstorm was starting to formulate a plan. Then once thrown into a cell he manage to pull something sharp from his pocket and began to work on cutting himself free. He noticed that the group who took him kept his nunchuks for themselves. He would figure out a way to get them back or get new ones. After all his nunchuks can be replaced.
He managed to free his hands and when right to work getting out of the cell. Jetstorm saw that the panel had a code. He heard the one of the bots say the code to his cell quietly. But he was able to hear it but tuning up his audios when he was noticing. Then he proceed to press the number buttons and the right order and made a run for it. He manage to give almost all the guards the slip. They noticed he was escaping and Jetstorm managed to get to an escape pod an get away.
"He got away," the guard said.
"Let him go there are more minicons in the universe one minicon is as good as the next," the ship captain said.
The pod crashed back on earth. But Jetstorm didn't know where he was. This place didn't look like the forest back home in crown city. "Where am I?" Jetstorm asked. He began to search around hoping to find away back home.
Meanwhile the others were searching for him. "Where can he be?" Drift asked. He was getting very worried. Then all the bots met in one area. They had no luck finding him.
Slipstream noticed something and ran over to it. "Look it is part of the crest of Jetstorm's helmet, he was over here," Slipstream said.
"Look signs of a fight," Smokescreen said pointing at the damaged trees and other damage. "He must've been in a fight and that is how his com link broke," he said.
"Black paint chips," Arcee said.
"They could be Jetstorm's he is mostly black," Side swipe said.
"Judging from what I see from over here in this area looks like the minicon got ambushed," Wheeljack said. "From the foot prints here and the number of them I think more than one bot is guilty of it," he said.
"Yes and they are clearly bots that are not minicon sized," Bulkhead said.
Drift was worried. "We have to keep search we need to find him," Drift said. "Whoever captured Jetstorm, if they injured him in anyway they will feel the sting of my swords," he said.
They kept looking around. Then they saw a few cons. "That was a great job, let's see if we can find another minicon to capture and give them," one of Markblast's team said.
"Yes and maybe we can fetch a good price on these nunchuks," the second one said.
"Sounds good," Markblast said.
The Autobots soon came up to the cons. "Autobots," Markblast said. "What do you want with us?" he asked. "We are just doing things are earth to get a little money," he said.
Drift saw the nunchuks. "Where did you get those nunchuks?" Drift asked with his voice low.
"You mean these?" Markblast asked. "Why you want them?" he asked.
"Those minicon size nunchuks belong to my student Jetstorm," Drift said. "Tell where you got them and how you got them now and if you have seen him." he said.
"Student?' Markblast said.
"I do remember we captured a mainly black minicon early today remember boss?' the second con said.
"Shut your mouth Outburst," Markblast said.
"He's right though boss," the third minicon said.
"Whiteout both and Outburst be quiet," Markblast said.
"You captured my student?" Drift asked starting to get angry. "Where is he what did you do to him?' he asked trying to remain in control.
"He was your student I had no idea he was partnered up with someone let alone a hero who saved Cybertron from that fake high council," Markblast said.
"We kind of tied him up and gagged him," Outburst said.
"You tied up and gagged my student tell me where he is now!" Drift said getting even angrier.
"We sold him, to some bots planning on selling him as a slave, he most likely of the planet by now," Markblast said.
"You sold my student into slavery?" Drift asked he was now extremely angry.
"I don't know where they took him, but wish I had information for you to give but that is all I know," Markblast said.
Now Drift was raging mad he so mad that a sword that he kept hidden came out of a hiding place and it proceed to react to his anger. Drift took the sword out anger and proceed to use it on nearby rocks and trees in his rage. He was about to attack the cons who stole his student. But Grimlock stopped Drift and proceed to hug the raging samurai.
Drift normal disliked getting hugs he was so hurt and angry at the moment. Finally Grimlock's embrace began to calm his anger. Drift's anger turned so sadness and he proceed to sob and return the hug. He was so upset he didn't care others were watching. He didn't care that Slipstream was watching. Slipstream was clinging to Side swipe because Drift's actions really frightened him.
"You are under arrest for kidnapping," Strongarm said cuffing the bots. "You have the right to remain silent," she told them.
Drift finally calmed down from his rage. "You okay now teamie?" Grimlock asked.
"Yes thank you Grimlock," Drift said. "I normally tell you I don't like when you hug me like that, but that time I could see you could tell that was the time when I really needed it," he said.
"You calm now?" Slipstream asked timidly coming out from hiding behind Side swipe.
"Yes," Drift said.
"You really scared Slipstream," Side swipe said. "He was so scared he proceed to hide behind me," he said.
"I am sorry I frightened you my student," Drift said.
"We have to find a way to find him," Slipstream said.
"But how he could any were by now," Bulkhead said.
Wheeljack was doing something. "I picked up some chatter from slave ships apparently they said a black minicon with a broke head crest escaped into a pod and it landed somewhere on earth, since his signal was damaged they won't be able to find him by tracking him." Wheeljack said. "So they decided not to go after him and continued on their way, if that minicon is Jetstorm he could be anywhere on this planet," he said.
"We are going to search this whole planet for Jetstorm," Bumblebee said.
"I won't rest easily until my student is found safe." Drift said.
Meanwhile Jetstorm was worried and scared wondering what to do now to get back to the scrapyard.
Now it was time for him to take a big journey home. While the others are out to find him.
To be continued.