I don't own the series The Loud House or the Transformers or any car brands, make, and models in this story. The Loud House is created by Chris Savino for Nickelodeon, Hasbro owns Transformers, and all vehicles named or described are owned by their proper companies.
Disclaimer: This is a spin-off mini-series between the events of Volumes 1 and 2
Chapter 2: Let There Be Mayhem
Story summary: The Wreckers have made a base on Earth with human allies, they are getting used to the planet but were called on a call to investigate a possible lab of Dr. Henry Arkeville unaware of any threats within.
New Mexico is one of the four states close to the country of Mexico by just a gap, the smallest amount of land connecting them together, and one of the closest to being the whole shape of a square. Few theories speculate how the state received its name. The state was rich in some events in American history such as one point, the test for the nuclear bomb.
In the middle of the desert, far away from any town, a single cabin that looked run down with a chain link fence surrounding the property, just outside the fence, several armored vehicles and soldiers were surrounded by a truck with a trailer with monitoring equipment. The Wreckers were alongside the soldiers, some discussing what they were going to do upon breaching the building, not a single one past the chain link fence. There was a large giant container with the words "Tankor's kennel" spray painted on the side in blue letters.
Two of the Wreckers, Broadside and Alpha Bravo were close to the container, both guarding it so Tankor would have someone watching the former Vehicon super soldier. Both of them looked rather bored, wanting to do anything else and so Alpha Bravo had to make conversation. "Hey," The Aerialbot said to Broadside who turned to them. "Do you ever wonder why we're here?"
"That's one of life's great mysteries, isn't it? Why are we here? Is it because of cowardice like the odds of us being on this world where the War might be at its climax or was it fate, like some higher being is forcing us to make us be here for some purpose that they too don't know, like they had a plan but just can't figure it out completely. I don't know. But it keeps me up when I recharge… Really makes you think…" Broadside replied with Alpha Bravo just looking around, his body language giving off that he was uncomfortable after that statement.
"What the frag!"
"Huh?"
"I mean why are we out here watching this box? Tankor has half a Brain programming in his head, we tell him to stay put he'll stand for hours without moving. I was asking why we are here guarding a box with a light inside that is a single for him to come out and fight. What was all that you said, about higher beings and such?"
"Oh… um… nothing really, just had some stuff on my mind…"
"You want to talk about?" Alpha Bravo asked.
Elsewhere in the area, Agent O'Neal was close to a piece of the fence that fell over, looking at the building with binoculars, he lowered them and picked up a rock off the ground and tossed it past the fence when it landed on the sandy ground, something came out of the ground, a large torrent that opened fire at the thrown rock with a laser that destroyed it.
He walked away, returning to the truck with the mobile base trailer, where he saw Ronnie Anne being propped with body armor. Tactical ballistic vest, armored patterned clothing, knee pads, a helmet with face guard. "This seems a little too much…" Ronnie Anne said as a soldier was trying to attach a riot shield to her arm. "Do I really need this stuff?"
"Yes, you do need all that gear. It is for your own protection." Agent O'Neal explained as he looked over what they knew about the building. "So far, we don't know if Arkeville is alive or not, but since his systems haven't updated, it isn't a good sign. You remember what to do?"
"Get in, use a hacking device to get into his systems, turn off the defenses, leave." Ronnie Anne said board as if it was too simple. "This wouldn't take long right" Ronnie Anne asked.
"Should only take an hour, General Witwicky isn't too happy about this plan but gave us the green light to it." Agent O'Neal then helped Ronnie Anne out of the trailer with them marching to the front of the gate to outside the cabin. "No one will judge you for not doing this."
"C'mon, I thought I gave off the feeling I wasn't a quitter." Ronnie Anne spoke back, she was about to walk forward but O'Neal stopped her, making her confused. "Huh?"
"Remember always to keep your communicator on and carry this." Agent O'Neal then handed her his weapon, a flip phone that doubled as a firearm. "Just in case, always keep yourself safe, kid."
"Alright, thanks." She then pocketed the phone, faced the cabin, and started walking. She stepped past the fence with nothing happening, no defenses were activated. Ronnie Anne started to walk towards the entrance to the cabin, reaching for the door but the moment she grabbed it, the door fell from the hinges, which felt like a pin falling before a bomb went off.
Ronnie Anne walked inside to see it was a run-down building with old furniture, a hardwood floor that was creaking with every step she made, a couch with one of its legs broken and had some rips and tears, an old TV clearly broken, a bookshelf with nothing on it. A kitchen with a full view with a beaten fridge, sink with dirty dishes, and some cabinets missing doors. There were three doors, most likely two were bedrooms and a bathroom, if not, gross. There were a few framed pictures with some landscapes, but one stood out, it showed Arkeville, the second time she had seen an image of him earlier, next to him was a serious-looking man along with Vincent Witwicky, beside him was a man in a suit with a five o'clock shadow and short hair, they were in front of a wall with a flag with a skull with an ace of spades behind it and two lightning bolts beside it, the title "Sector 6: Cemetery Wind" was on the lower frame.
"Hey O'Neal," Ronnie Anne called after hearing O'Neal's line. "I'm inside, found a picture, what is Cemetery Wind?"
"Cemetery Wind? Oh, Geez. Yeah, I remember them, they are called Sector 6, and they were a black ops department that handles paranormal activities they were mainly retrieving tech they find, anything alien. They were under the direction of a Director named Attinger." O'Neal explained to Ronnie Anne piquing her interest.
"What happened?"
"Attinger was dirty, he tried to make the Autobots seem like they were planning a coup to paint himself as someone who wanted humans to be safe, and didn't actually care. He stole millions by selling lots of tech they found. After finding out what happened they looked for him as he fell off the grid, but it was only for a day, found him in the middle of the woods, he was arrested when something went wrong."
"Should you be telling me this?" Ronnie Anne asked, maybe she shouldn't have asked.
"It's fine, you guys are already high priority anyway." Agent O'Neal explained. "Let's see, he was being transported by a plane but a sudden strike team showed up, and attacked the G.I. Joes on board guarding Attinger for transport, at first we thought they were recovering him, thinking they were hired help all I can say is he went skydiving without a pack," O'Neal explained, thinking she would understand.
"They threw him out of the plane?" Ronnie Anne asked. "Dang, which is messed up." Ronnie Anne then looked at the picture, remembering everything from the briefing and that the way to the lab was on a wall, it was behind this picture, the only one with anyone in it.
She picked the picture off the wall with a panel made of metal, it opened up with a camera popping out of it. Ronnie Anne lifted the face guard to let the camera look at her face, scanning it with a message speaking out. "Access denied." Ronnie Anne realized maybe that could have been the outcome, she then looked at the picture, a thought in her mind one she couldn't believe would work, this was a man of science with a brilliant mind, right? Ronnie Anne faced the picture frame, showing the image of Arkeville's face in the picture, it scanned his face. "Access granted, welcome Doctor Arkeville." She couldn't believe that worked.
She turned to the center of the room, and a hissing sound could be heard, the middle of the room opened up, a platform coming from the ground which she stepped on, and with the press of a button, it started to lower her into the ground. "Got it." Ronnie Anne said over the line. "So, I could get past the defenses but couldn't get in because of facial recognition."
"How'd you get in then?" O'Neal asked.
"Picture of Arkeville on the wall." She answered, O'Neal couldn't believe it either. "So, what happened to Cemetery Wind?" She asked, she was curious, if she was going to work on this, she wanted to know a few things. "I saw Arkeville and Witwicky in it, who were the others?"
"If a guy in a suit was in it, that was Attinger. He was a suit type but the other person, did they have a serious look, like they give off an "I'm allergic to smile" kind of look?"
"Yeah, they did, how'd you know?" Ronnie Anne asked with the platform stopping, looking forward she found herself in a dark room, stepping forward the lights came on and revealed a large room full of creations made of metal or wood, this was a storage holding facility from the looks of it.
"Well, that was Leland Bishop, but he went by the codename Silas, a huge Greek mythos fan, who named almost every project after something Greek. After Attinger went rogue and was eliminated by that third party, he was moved to director of Cemetery Wind, something was off so after being transferred from the G.I. Joe's Three years ago Witwicky moved me to Cemetery Wind, got close to Silas, turns out he was behind Attinger's demise, was working with him in acquiring the tech and worried he would be exposed. After that Cemetery Wind was shut down." O'Neal explained.
"It was known as Sector 6, right? And Nest is Sector 7, what about the others."
"Yeah, Sectors are mainly top-secret organizations, like G.I. Joes, M.A.S.K., and EDC, those are still active but the rest have been shut down, each is meant to be an organization for the protection from serious threats like terrorist organizations, keeping them down and out, hitting them hard enough they are lost in time, like Cobra."
"Who?"
"Exactly. It wasn't just Silas though, Witwicky and Arkeville were a part of it, Witwicky was sort of a higher-up the director reported to, and Arkeville was their head researcher."
"What did he do?"
"If I told you, I'd have to eliminate you…" O'Neal said sounding sinister before laughing causing her to also giggle, it was a dark joke but seeing how he is a secret agent played it off. "Hahaha! But not seriously you'd be in trouble if I told you everything, but I'll say it is secret stuff you'll never understand or something."
"Yeah, alright, so Cemetery Wind was shut down, right? But what happened to Silas?"
"Staying low as we speak, we have no idea where he is, planning and rebuilding, it has been three years, but we'll be ready."
Ronnie Anne walked around, following a path with a line on the wall, turning the corner to see a single door, walking inside the room to find it with a large computer and filing cabinets, walking towards it and pressing a button that started it up, asking for a password. "Finally." Ronnie Anne then placed the hacking device inside a slot that started to load and hack into the device. "Everything is set up; it is taking some time though." Ronnie Anne said as she started to take off the equipment she was given, she was down to the tactical vest. She was about to take it off to breathe but heard something, it sounded like a ripping sound, the same one from a ground bridge. "What was that?" Ronnie Anne questioned.
Roomie Amme got up and started to walk out of the room, looking back to see the hacking device was still, going back for the shield then started to walk out of the room to find that sound. The lights were old but looking around she could see some of the crates and containers all over the place, the layout was almost like a maze and could easily get lost in this place. How Arkeville managed to get all this stuff down here was beyond her. "Right? O'Neal." She tried calling but got nothing. "Hello, O'Neal, I heard a noise and thought of checking it out. Hello?" She got nothing, just fuzz on her end. "Scrap." She heard something pass by and looking back she saw nothing there.
Chills rose on her back as she heard strange movements, nearly clicking noises close by like someone was tapping the tips of nails on the ground. Walking along she looked around, unable to see in the darkness, the lights above were old and could barely light up the room so she couldn't see much, but something could see her. A pair of yellow eyes burned in the darkness watching her like a predator spotting its prey. Ronnie Anne then turned around as she heard a slashing sound, seeing something cut through the metal container, she started to run back to that room, thinking she could lock the door and find a way to get help, but she couldn't.
Something leaped over her and landed right in front of her, a large lizard man with purple scales and yellow eyes, a red chest with a golden chest plate and knee pads, black arm guards, their back had a white backpack-like equipment with two red wheels on the side of it, standing over her at around 8 ft. They released a vicious hiss, lowering their heads to make eye contact which startled Ronnie Anne, with instinct she hit them with the riot shield to their head, they looked more disappointed than anything. They rose up to stand up straight and looked over her, she was using the shield to divide the distance between them, the lizard then raised a leg and slammed their foot down, destroying the shield and knocking Ronnie Anne back a few feet and out cold.
Outside, Agent O'Neal was watching monitors in the trailer, they reserved a message from Ronnie Anne about her making it in, they were receiving data from somewhere, from the underground bunker. He wished the loading screen would hurry up to give them control. "O'Neal, how is Ronnie Anne doing?" Hot Rod asked as he looked into the trailer through the open door, O'Neal then walked out to see both he and Kup were outside waiting for an answer.
"She got in, and tried calling her but she wasn't answering, not a good sign." Agent O'Neal answered, he looked worried. "We need to get in ASAP."
"I wouldn't worry about this too much," Kup replied, making both the human and Autobot look at them questioningly. "It is an underground bunker so calls would be cut off once the entrance was closed, we can't worry too much or we could go in recklessly, just stay calm."
"How would you know that?" Hot Rod asked if he was clearly worried for Ronnie Anne, but yet he felt like he was at fault, he agreed to this plan and now they don't know if she was alright or not. Agent O'Neal turned back to the trailer as he heard a ding sound and returned back inside.
"A few Decacycles ago, we were after a Con named Switchblade, we got to him on a world where he was in a bunker but Roadbuster and Ironfist who just joined were locked inside as they reached them, we panicked before getting inside and Hyperion lost an arm but he was shot by Roadbuster, turns out they took out the Cons on their own thinking we were more Cons from going in recklessly. We panicked and paid for it, just keep your head on." Kup explained.
"That is a lot, but yet this is different, she is alone down there!" Hot Rod shouts at the old Wrecker as they pull out a knife to use it like a mirror to look at their own face. "Both Roadbuster and Ironfist were working together and were in a bunker of a few Decepticons?" As Hot Rod was talking Kup noticed something, a shimmer of light in the reflection in the distance. "I am worried about her because I was meant to be her guardian, and we don't know what is down-" Hot Rod was cut off with Kup putting a hand over their mouth making them stop speaking.
"Look." Kup showed his knife, reflecting to show behind them, and on a cliffside, there was a shimmer, a reflection of light in the desert, which meant they could have been seen. "Wreckers, Transform! Alt modes, we might be seen!" Kup shouts with the Wreckers going into their alt modes, soldiers around them roaming around and O'Neal running out asking for what was going on. "Saw a reflection of light in the distance, not one of ours and the desert doesn't randomly reflect light."
"Alpha Bravo, Whirl, both of you in the air, see what might be watching us!" Agent O'Neal ordered the two fliers to launch off the ground and fly off in the distance. "Alright, everyone calms down!" He ordered everyone to look towards their temporary director as he continued. "Alright, with any luck they are just lost tourists, if not we follow protocol, get them to believe a cover-up if not and Decepticons, we take them out. We just got access to the bunker, the breach team got ready to get in and get the kid out of there and-" Agent O'Neal was cut off as he heard something, music.
Everyone turned, the main road that led to the cabin showed a car, no it was an armored tannish yellow Baja Buggy with large purple wheels, the windows were covered in armor, it was driving casually towards them. "What the…" Agent O'Neal raised an arm, telling his men to stay on guard. The buggy was ordered to stop but slowly drove only stopping close into the makeshift camp of trailers and military vehicles, two soldiers armed with weapons moved close, both aimed at the side of the car, where the driver would be with one getting close and opened it showing no one was inside, they signaled no one was in and O'Neal was realized. "Get away from the car!"
"TOO LATE!" A voice spoke up with a soundwave going off, the two men fell over with an ear-piercing sound making every human cover their ears as the sound was as if someone stabbed their ears with screwdrivers wrapped in barbed wire and turned them while they were still in the ears. The Wreckers had it nearly worse, they transformed back into robot mode, some of them tried to aim but couldn't stay focused, yet the sound stopped. "SCRAP!" Screamed the car as the Wreckers all took aim before Roadbuster, Broadside, and Rack'n'Ruin were knocked back by a blast of missiles knocking them back.
Looking up they saw a black attack helicopter, it came just out of view from another cliffside, the helicopter was getting closer with the Wreckers getting back to aim at the enemy vehicle, it then landed. Upon touching the ground, a powerful shockwave left him, like a sonic boom or rather an electromagnetic pulse, shutting down all machinery that wasn't Cybertronian. The helicopter then started to change, transforming into a large robotic being with the blade of the helicopter on its back like a cape and large cannons on its shoulders. They had a mask across their face that looked like a variant of a Decepticon symbol. "Great work Ruckus, now then…" The large transformer looked around before raising an arm. "Let there be Mayhem!"
Three ground bridges opened up one opening behind the helicopter, two sets of extra transformers started to swarm out, with one having two insectoid-looking transformer one being bronze color and the other green, along with a large wolf with a tactical vest on its body, a large hulking blueish-green armored robot with some purple pieces of armor along with tentacles out of their back with their head looking like an old divers helmet. T
he other released others like a small skinny robot with a bear trap jaw and green paint around its body with a mohawk, a large orange one with a gladiator-looking head and machine gun on its arm and wrecking back in the other, a similar looking one with all black bulky armor and red face carrying a large shield. The Baja buggy drove up to them and transformed into a large tannish yellow robot with a purple helmet over its head and limbs, they giggled as they looked around.
Behind the helicopter were just two robots that looked identical yet different, they had similar builds and paint on their armor, midnight black with one having blue highlights while the other had red, one showed a yellow face with a twisted smile with an ax in one hand and the other had their face covered with a gun in hand. Hot Rod noticed that each one of them had one thing in common, it was the Terrorcon symbol.
Just out of range, both Alpha Bravo and Whirl heard the explosions going off, they thought of heading back but couldn't, it was too late as where they were going, four jets suddenly came flying out from where they were going, they had some sort of paper Mache covering them and a hole they were in, each were different models and colors, one was green with brown spots, black with lime colored weapons, a red one with tan wings, and a white one that looked more like a Cybertronian jet. The four quickly flew past the two Wreckers making them fly out of control, almost crashing on the ground before transforming back to land safely. "What was that?" Alpha Bravo questioned.
"Crazy flyers that's what!" Whirl then started to follow after the four jets with one, the red wing with tan colored wings, transformed into a transformer with a red body and tanned wings on its back and limbs with an orange face, firing two rifles in their arms with the two Wreckers getting cover. "WHOA! Sniper?"
"Has to be, he must have good vision to make a shot like that." Alpha Bravo looked over the edge of the rock he was hiding behind to see the flier was still in the air before flying off to catch up with the others. "Alright, let's go, hope things don't end up being bad."
With the Wreckers things were going bad. The over dozen bots who just arrived were dealing with the Wreckers, humans were taking cover, and some fired back hitting some of the robots, the two insectoids and Baja buggy were mainly scaring off the humans along with the strange man who was with them while the Wreckers were being torn apart. Such as with Broadside who was fighting off the small Con with a mohawk that was running around even jumped onto the triple changer pulling out a knife, as they tried to grab it, they made it onto his shoulder and stabbed into him, cutting into him.
Ironfist and Rack'n'Ruin were facing the orange Con that was swinging around a wrecking ball like a fling around before firing his minigun, Ironfist used a shield device to block the shots but once they swung the wrecking ball, the chain hit the side of the energy shield using it to alter the direction of the ball to hit Ironfist's back knocking him down. The twins ran towards the orange Con as swiftly as they could but were knocked back as shield-tackled from the side by the other large robot.
Kup was facing the giant wolf who was facing him off, Kup was aiming his rifle at the hound that was growling, before he could fire, some sort of automatic gun came from the tactical vest that shot his rifle out of his hand. Kup looked at his hands before pulling out his knife ready to just stab the animal. "Alright, c'mon, I dare you!" Kup told the wolf.
"Hehe, fine." Said the wolf. "Carnivac, Terrorize!" Said the wolf that transformed into a purple robot with a golden chest place that looked like the lower half of a canine jaw with white fur on their shoulders and wolf head on their back. "C'mon, old man!" He was ready, he even pulled out his own knife, making it a fair fight, a fight that was cut off as a tentacle was wrapped around Kup and flung him around before throwing him into the side of a trailer. "Octopunch!" Carnivac shouted at the blueish-green robot that just laughed. "That was mine!"
The humans kept scattering, some tried to regroup but had to scatter to avoid being stopped by the two giant insectoid robots. One was firing from a gun that shot out green goo that trapped some humans in spots that hit them, the bronze one was easily picking them up and throwing the humans around like toys.
With the last of the Wreckers that were still standing, Roadbuster, Hot Rod, and Impactor, they were facing the helicopter and his backup. The one with the Ax charged in, slashing at Hot Rod who swiftly blocked the slash with his sword that he started to heat up, but the ax wasn't heating up. "What? Is this-"
"Tetrinite, tough metal that doesn't heat up easily!" The robot answered as he threw a punch, slugging Hot Rod across the face and making them go off-balanced.
Roadbuster ran to Hot Rod, both to help him and take out the enemy but the other one managed to get in between them. Roadbuster aimed his rifle at the enemy but they moved swiftly and just touched his chest, suddenly Roadbuster fell over and was out cold. "Sorry, don't worry, you'll get up soon." The enemy started before he ducked down as Impactor was thrown just over him and he landed into the trailer O'Neal was using.
Impactor spat out something, it was a piece of metal almost looking like a tooth. "Ah scrap, why is it always my teeth?" He flung the tooth before getting back up. "Hehe, never thought you were good at throwing a punch, eh, Blackout?" Impactor said to the helicopter, Blackout.
Blackout
-Terrorcon
-Sikorsky MH-53
-Whenever he lands everything goes out
"Glad to see you still remember me, Impactor," Blackout said as he walked forward and grabbed Impactor by his neck.
"Agh! You've never been this strong before, new upgrades?"
"Here and there and slight Nucleon injections over the years!" Blackout then threw Impactor who landed on Broadside's back knocking them over. "Squadron X has nothing on us."
"Ah… who the frag are you guys? The last time I heard from you, you got in trouble with Megatron for hoarding Energon from us and got on the list… same thing with everyone here." Impactor announced as the fighting stopped all the humans were either hiding or running, the Cons all looked at the Wrecker leader.
"That's right, most of us were on the list, like Off-Road and Flatline. Flatline was on that list for opening a clinic that aided both Decepticons and Autobots. Off-Road abandoned the Cons after- What was it you were on the list for?"
"Axing my commander, Motormaster, literally over the head, no one liked him to begin with." The Terrorcon named Off-Road explained.
Off-Road
-Terrorcon
-4x4 double-cab pickup truck
-On or off the roads he can take you on
Flatline
-Terrorcon
-2022 Chevy Silverado
-Wants to help but yet is surrounded by death
Blackout then looked up to see the four jets, he waved a hand with the green and brown jet lowering down, transforming into a green robotic figure land, they had what looked like a rocket on their back but it was actually the cockpit of their alt mode, they also had a helmet that looks like Impactor but they had a green mohawk. "Fractyl, how was the skies?"
"Clear for now. Can we leave now?" The jet named Fractyl asked, he didn't want to be here. He looked uncomfortable when he got a thumbs down as an answer. "Scrap…"
Fractyl
-Terrorcon
-Green Grumman F-14 Tomcat
-Doesn't like to fight, he just wants to do his job
"Never heard of that guy before… He isn't a Con." Impactor pointed out as he tried to get up and looked around, the humans were hiding with weapons aimed from a distance, and his Wreckers were beaten down. "I can recognize most, like you Ruckus, see you're still a loudmouth." Impactor who turned to the Baja Buggy, giving them a name. "And same to you Battletrap and Berserker if I remember it right and that ugly psycho, that you Mohawk?…" He said to the orange-looking warrior, the dark-looking Breakdown, and the Mohawk-looking mess of a bot. "And I can see three above, Ferak, Windsweeper, and Thrust…"
"You got that right man!" Said the small Con named Mohawk.
"Last time I checked, everyone here committed either cowardice or treason, all of you made it on the list!" Impactor shouted at the ones who he mentioned looked a little terrified at what he said before collecting themselves.
"The…" Hot Rod was about to ask but was struggling. "AH! What list?!" He asked as he pushed Off-Road away from him. "Wait… you mean THE list?"
"That's right mate!" Off-Road said kicking Hot Rod back, knocking him on his back. "We blocks were on that bloody loist," Off-Road spoke with an Austrian Accent?
"Was that an- Whatever! You were on the list? The list of the DJD?!"
"Good on ya, you that right we were on the bloody loist. Took ya for a drongo I made." Off-Road replied making Hot Rod unable to understand him, he turned to Fractyl who walked up to them.
"Yeah, he picked up the accent." They answered the question Hot Rod didn't actually ask.
"Then who are the rest of them?" Impactor asked, he has never seen these guys before.
"Right, most of us were found by someone, let's just say most of us were locked away, like Fractyl here was arrested by a bounty hunter." Blackout explained. "You never met him, but some Autobots did."
Hot Rod figured out who he was talking about. "Lockdown."
"That's right, Chop Shop and Barrage were arrested as they worked for someone named Scorponok but faked their deaths to get away from him, Carnivac was a hunter who took on hits on senators on certain worlds, Octopunch was a scientist before trying out Cyber-grafting disgusting work, but we've done worse. Blackout explained as his soldiers all riled around him, some of them just stopping the fight as they looked around at their work.
"HAHAHA! Look at all that we did!" Chop Shop said as they noticed Ironfist getting back up, he looked at Barrage where they walked over and tried to pick him up to beat them down some more.
"Hey! Back off!" Ironfist pulled out a remote with a big red button, confusing the two.
"What is that? A bomb?" Barrage asked.
"No, an alarm for a tank." Ironfist pressed the button, the container started to open up, a blaring alarm could be heard with the door slowly opening only for Tankor to burst through it like a madman, or Bot in this case. They looked around confused before Ironfist pointed at Stranglehold. "Um, T-Tankor, Pulverize!"
"Tankor, Pulverize?" Tankor asked concerningly.
"Yes, Tankor, Pulverize!"
"Tankor, Pulverize!" Tankor then started to charge towards the Insecticons who seemed more concerned for a minute before getting punched in the face by the rampaging super soldier.
"Ooooh, so that's what it feels like…" Chop Shop stammered before getting back up.
Both Insecticons looked at each other before charging in the green one turning into a rhinoceros beetle while the bronze one turned into a stag beetle both charging before like Stranglehold was grabbed by his pincer hands, but instead of being thrown he slammed them into each other and thrown across the ground both turning back as they stopped in position. The mohawk-looking Terrorcon moved around like a crazed lunatic but was slapped across the face. The odd blueish green Terrorcon with the diver helmet launched several tentacles almost like whips, wrapping them around Tankor's arms but he quickly released one of his saw blades into his clawed hands and cut the tentacles freeing him, he then grabbed the other and pulled his foe towards him. Then slamming them into the ground with a stomp to their back.
"OCTOPUNCH, GET OUT OF THE WAY!" The Baja Buggy transformer shouted with the Terrorcon called Octopunch, transforming into an overwater hovercraft, using it to scurry away with the Baja Buggy screaming a powerful soundwave that wasn't affecting Tankor. The former Vehicon super soldier just tilted his head before firing a powerful shot from his shoulder-mounted cannon and sent the Terrorcon flying.
"Flatline, could you handle that?" Blackout asked with the medic nodding his head and transforming into his alt mode to drive fast, Tankor tried to slam a fist into Flatline, but the Terrorcon medic transformed back into robot mode, jumping over them and placing a hand on their shoulder, Tankor then fell over. "Great work."
"Tankor!" Ironfist ran over, he could see they were still active as those who had had their sparks snuffed out lost color, he then turned to the Terrorcon, Flatline. "What did you do to him?!"
"Relax, I just knocked him out like Roadbuster. He'll be fine." Flatline then noticed Broadside, who was holding onto the wound he reserved from Mohawk, he then pulled out a box with the image of a line that shifted up and down like a heart monitor, tossing it over to him. "Medical box, use it to stop the leaking!"
"Hmm, once a medic I suppose." The wolf-like Terrorcon called Carnivac spoke with slight respect for the medic, helping the Baja buggy, known as Ruckus, on his feet. The others looked at the sky when both Alpha Bravo and Whirl arrived, Carnivac transformed back into his beast mode and howled, making some sort of soundwave that reached both helicopters with both of them suddenly going out of control, moving around before they both crashed. Both back into their robot modes slightly injured.
Alpha Bravo tried to get up but was kicked from someone, the Insecticon with bronze armor with the other green one grabbing him from behind, holding him while the bronze Insecticon threw punch after punch to him, hitting him like a schoolyard bully.
The Terrorcon with the mohawk named Mohawk was running towards Whirl, swinging the blade they had in hand to slash at them, but Whirl was fast, he didn't get up, he aimed and fired a shot, hitting the psycho in the arm, destroying it completely. Whirl then reached and grabbed Mohawk in one claw easily using his other arm to aim at them. "Alright, nobody moves! I have a hostage!"
"What are you doing?" Blackout asked.
"I'm holding your friend here, both physically and metaphorically, he is my hostage! Now stand down!" Whirl demanded. "I'll do it! You know I'll do it! Heck, I'll rip his head off anyway, but I won't until you let my team go!"
"He isn't kidding, he'll- AGH!" Alpha Bravo tried to get out more words but took another hit to the torso. "Ow, yeah, he isn't joking."
"Hey, man! Let me go!" Mohawk demanded but shut up as Whirl tightened his grip, hurting them with a crushing sound that could be loudly heard. "I don't agree or consent to being a hostage!"
"Shut it." Whirl warned Mohawk before turning to Blackout. "Like I said, I'll execute him if you stand down and-" Whirl was cut off and taken aback as Mohawk's head was suddenly blown off, a shot that came from Blackout, a smoking gun on his shoulder, none of the Terrorcons looked shocked. "Aw scrap…"
"Like we cared about Mohawk, no one liked him, he was annoying and always had a fork in his arm. Now, what are you doing?" Blackout asked again.
"I am… currently thinking of good last words…"
Back inside the bunker, Ronnie Anne was regaining consciousness, her vision was foggy and felt like she was being dragged. Looking around she noticed the lizard man that knocked her out, dragging by her legs in one hand, they were taking her somewhere. "Oh scrap!" She panicked and tried to slip out of their hold to no avail.
"Foolish fleshy…" The lizard said with a rough and hissy voice. Ronnie Anne then noticed something on his back, it was the Terrorcon symbol, Clyde told them about these creeps a few days ago and from what he told them they were no good.
She then remembered something, the weapon Agent O'Neal handed her, the flip phone. She pulled out the phone, flipping it open with a press of a button that made the screen bend over and the antenna started to glow red. She aimed it at the back of the lizard's head and pulled the trigger, hitting the lizard on the back of the head making them stumble and letting Ronnie Anne go. She started to run away.
"RAGH! You little brat! How dare you do that! Iguanas will hunt you down again!" The Lizard named Iguanas screamed before starting to chase Ronnie Anne.
Iguanas
-Terrorcon
-Monstrous Motorcycle
-A savage hunter who has a love for lizards
Iguanas started to chase Ronnie Anne who was running around, trying to lose the Terrorcon. Ronnie Anne tried to fire another shot but the way Iguanas were moving was outlandish as he was jumping around, leaping off the walls so she couldn't get a clear shot, so she started to run again. "SCRAP! Can you hold still?!" Ronnie Anne shouted as Iguanas were aiming for some sort of weapon.
"I shall not!" Iguanas then aimed his weapon, it was a large gold color weapon with a large hole in the middle of it, a motor could be heard, and harsh winds. He then used his free hand to grab a spike on the side of the arm guard, ripping it off before it grew back, crushing the spike, and dropping it behind the weapon before being sucked into the weapon and fired from the other side of the weapon, launching the shards of the spike into a wall nearly hitting her.
Ronnie Anne tried to give them the slip, seeing a cargo container slightly open, she snuck inside and saw Iguanas run past her. She got back out and started to run quietly again, ran down the halls breathing heavily, stopping to hide behind some crates, looking around worriedly. "Okay, maybe I shouldn't have said what is the worst that could happen." Ronnie Anne said as she leaned over the creature to rest for a moment, something then dropped on her shoulder, it was droplets, but it wasn't water it was saliva. Right above Ronnie Anne, standing on the metallic crest, Iguanas were watching her, they made a hissing sound before they dropped on top of her.
Ronnie Anne quickly jumped out of the way, she ended up in a wide-open area, extra space for moving cargo and supplies. She looked back to see Iguanas standing closer to her, intending to slash her with his class, but the honking of a horn caught his attention. Turning his head he saw a blue car, a Blue Honda NSX that was coming towards them as fast as they could, Iguanas aimed their weapon and fired one of their spikes hitting one of the headlights but it was in vain as the car crashed into the Terrorcon then stopped beside Ronnie Anne and opened the door showing no one inside. "Get in!" A voice demanded.
"What the- who are you?" Ronnie Anne asked. She wasn't surprised by the fact that there was a talking car anymore but shouldn't just trust a new one.
"I just hit someone trying to harm you, took a bullet, and offered you help, that makes me your best friend down here. Now get in." The voice asked Ronnie Anne jumped inside of the car before it started to drive off, making it to a tunnel that took them deeper inside the bunker. "This Arkeville guy liked having large hallways huh?"
"Yeah, I guess he liked having Transformers around."
Iguanas got up to start chasing them, transforming into his alt mode, and started to chase after them. The blue car then dropped something from the back bumper, small ball-shaped objects that exploded the moment Iguanas was too close, throwing them off their balance and making them crash. They made their way to some sort of lab, large enough for a transformer with several doors and equipment, one door highlighted with red tape around caught Ronnie Anne's eyes. "Alright, listen kid, I am sorry that you were caught up in all this-"
"I'm used to it at this point."
"Whoa, you've been through a lot huh? Anyway, I need your help, see that door? Inside there is some electronics, on a table is a transport case wrapped in red tape, grab it and get out there should be an emergency exit there close by."
"Okay, slow down! I don't even know your name!" Ronnie Anne didn't want to be too trusting, they saved her, but she didn't even know just who they were or if they were an Autobot.
"Check my grill." The car said opening his door, she ran to the grill, she could have sworn she heard a clicking sound, but when she got to the grill of the car, it was the Autobot symbol. "I'm an Autobot… call me Punch." The Autobot named Punch spoke before hearing a motorcycle engine coming closer. "Iguanas, kid go now!"
"But what about you?"
"Don't worry about me kid, I've got this now go!"
Ronnie Anne nodded before running towards the door, barging inside hearing a transformation, looking out the window she could see what looked to be a large blue wing with a wheel in the leg, fighting the Terrorcon. It was a small room, seeing cases, boxes, and tech scattered around the room. She saw what looked like blueprints, looking at them they showed some sort of armor for humans to wear but they seemed unfinished, there were schematics for weapons and gadgets just scattered, Arkeville must be bad at organizing his papers. "This guy must really have a problem, maybe he did everything alone too, seems small and sad." Ronnie Anne noticed the lab was odd, it was so lonely, and nothing made it feel like others worked alongside him. There were maps and markers, but it was most likely for others who visited.
One thing she found odd was an old-looking stone box, looking around the size of a music box with what looked like an engraving either a cyclops with spikes and a pair of antennae on its head or an upside-down squid, she could tell what it meant. There were papers around it with images, some sketches, and others were printed, seemingly showing images of Aztec drawings showing people looking at a giant with spheres that surrounded it, another showed warriors covered in armor, the giant being leaving by flying. Another paper was written down with several words she couldn't understand but it kept talking about "Binary bonding" and "Godmaster = Powermaster" She was very confused.
There she found the case wrapped in red tape. She picked it up from the desk it was on, it was around the size of a small briefcase but light, the contents must be small. Ronnie Anne started to look for that emergency exit, but she couldn't see it before seeing some boxes covering the emergency exit. "You've got to be Slagging me!"
Ronnie Anne tried to move them, but the boxes were rather heavy, she needed something to move them out of the way but couldn't. She looked at the door she went into, the sound of fighting died down and checked. The outside seemed to be a big fight leading back to the tunnel they had entered. She took one step outside with a loud BANG just back in the tunnel then a motorcycle coming back down. "KID, GET OUT OF HERE! RUN!" The voice of the Transformer named Punch cried out to Ronnie Anne, she could see the alt mode of Iguanas coming close at her at full speed.
Ronnie Anne ran back into the room, closing and pushing a cabinet in front of it, blocking it off. She guessed Iguanas found a way to block the tunnel after following them back out and left Punch. She ran to the emergency exit and tried with all her strength to move the heavy boxes, seeing a crowbar she picked it up and started using it which was helping.
Just outside, Iguanas was bashing himself across the door to knock it open, he was big but small enough to get through the door. The door was sturdy but it wasn't indestructible so it was only a matter of time, she could even see it denting inside the room. She panicked and remembered the weapon she had but she dropped it earlier, she was defenseless, what was a crowbar going to do?!
The door was getting dented more and more before it stopped. Ronnie Anne thought he just left or got bored, but then he spoke. "HISS! What am I doing, I have a sword!" Iguanas stabbed into the sword with a blue burning blade melting into the door, pulling it out he looked into it. "Here's Iguanas!" He then started to slash into the door even more, so Ronnie Anne rushed the door pushing the rest of the boxes, revealing the emergency exit but Iguanas slashed the rest of the door getting in the room.
Ronnie Anne tossed the crowbar that hit the Terrorcon in the face but did nothing, she then grabbed the case and started to run for it but she only could open the door before Iguanas grabbed her from the hood of her jacket and tossed her across the room, sliding off the desk with the small stone box, hitting the ground and crumbled upon falling on the ground. Iguanas saw the case and walked over, Ronnie Anne saw him reaching for it, she tried to get up, but she thought of just running, she couldn't do anything, could she?
Pressing her hand on the ground, it was on the pieces of the stone box, the contents of the box exposed, a pair of golden bands, her index finger touched them they started to glow, a paper was on the ground with the contents exposed: "The Godmaster Bands, known in the Aztec language renamed to Powermaster Bands, they seem to be some sort of armor made by one of a few alien races that came to earth, depictions of images imply they were gifted to the Aztec people. Upon research into the bands, they seem to need a pure organic host as they don't seem to work on cybernetic life or enhanced, further research is needed, project is on hold for the Headmaster Project."
When the glowing died down, Ronnie Anne saw two bands across her wrist, they weren't loose and fit on her perfectly. Only one thing came to Ronnie Anne's mind: "What the frag?" She then saw Iguanas looking at her, he aimed his strange weapon at her, pulling off a spike and ready to launch it, by instinct she blocked it with her hands, both bands clanged together, a flash of light blinded the room, this one brighter than the last.
Iguanas saw Ronnie Anne was gone, in her place was in dark armor, they had some sort of helmet that almost looked like Optimus Prime's helmet. Their face had a mask that suddenly split open and a visor covering her eyes, the mask split and the visor rose revealing her face. "Holy scrap, this is so weird!"
End of Chapter
(A/N Welp, this was a good chapter, an introduction to Mayhem and the beginning to Powermaster tech, also to who can't understand what Off-Road is saying he has an Australian accent and I have no idea how to write one so I did the best I could.)
