Transformers MHA, Arc 2: Earthrise

by The Omni-Remnant

After a rather intense adventure and the U.A. Sports Festival approaching fast, Izuku and his friends have two important things to do; improve their Quirks in time for the festival… and hide a bunch of giant alien robots. That proves to be easier said than done, especially when enemies on Earth and from beyond the stars end up coming for them…

69. The Call to Rescue

A/N: Morning, everybody! Welcome back to Transformers MHA, and yes… get your chuckles out because we've finally THAT chapter number. Aside from that, though, it's business as usual, so let's get started, shall we? Time to mount a rescue mission! This is…

Chapter 69: The Call to Rescue

…..

"…So let me get this straight. You're telling me that the young miss was cavorting with ALIEN ROBOTS for the past SEVERAL months… and told NONE of us about it?!"

As his Lycanthropic head of security barked in his face—quite literally—Taro's smile didn't faulter for a second. He may not have been in his… usual fun-loving state at the moment, but even while reserved, he still enjoyed messing with his friends from time to time. "That is exactly what I said, yes." Taro affirmed.

Agent Barker, Maurice, Takeru and Toni were left completely speechless, all while staring back at the two giant robots who were sticking their heads into Momo's room. "Good god." Toni whispered… before her lips slowly curled into a grin, all while her giggles got louder. "Hehe… Hehehe! HAHAHAHA! Oh my freaking GOD! This is INSANE!"

"I must agree." Maurice concurred, the blue ape man approaching Prime and Windblade warily. "T-Tell me, are you capable of calculating the laws of relativity in your minds? Er—or is that processors?"

"We refer to them as both, actually." Windblade answered. "But if you want someone to run calculations, you're better off asking a science bot." She raised the handle of Stormfall and activated its bright purple energy blade, taking the whole group aback. "Me? I'm a warrior first and foremost. And I'm ITCHING to get to the people who kidnapped Momo."

Optimus gave the City Speaker a stern look. "Windblade, please, you are frightening them." Realizing her mistake, Windblade hastily returned her sword to her person, allowing the Prime to take things from there. "Now, while I would prefer a peaceful solution to the problem, that option was thrown out the moment that M.E.C.H. decided to kidnap innocent civilians and our friend. So please, what is the information you have that could aid us in locating them?"

"W-Well, we found a tracker that the young miss left behind!" Takeru explained. "We suspect that it's showing us where she is!"

Agent Barker put his sunglasses back on as he reentered his human form. "That location would be Okinawa, an island far from the Japanese mainland."

"I see." Optimus nodded. "So, Silas was accurate in saying that they would not be easy to find. None of us would ever suspect to search away from the mainland."

"But now that we've got Yaomomo's location, we can bridge right in there and storm the place!" Kyoka balled a fist with a determined expression. "We can bust her AND our parents out, and then take out the rest of those bastards in one fell swoop!"

Overhearing this, Jazz peeked his head into the window, taking the mansion's staff off guard. "Woah, woah, slow your roll there, Kyo. Trust me, I wanna free your parents as much as you do, but by this point, we shouldn't underestimate these M.E.C.H. dudes."

As much as he didn't want to admit it, Izuku agreed with the Autobot lieutenant. "Kyoka, Jazz has a point. If these guys were able to kidnap our parents in broad daylight… who knows what else they're capable of?" He was immediately on the receiving end of a pained glare from the girl, making him raise his hands. "I-I mean, if they were able to give regular humans superpowers with technology, then…"

"…Yeah." Kyoka huffed. "They probably have some sorta weapon they can use against us or even the bots."

Yua placed a worried hand over her chest. "W-Well then, what should we do? If M.E.C.H. are able to do such a thing, and they even have this Decepticon on their side, then how should we counter them?"

"Well, we DO still have the element of surprise." Taro pointed out. "That's something we can't afford to lose. As for how we can counter them…" He took a deep breath and faced the rest of his comrades. "I think… it's time we break out the old gear."

A collective gasp went through the room, though it leave Izuku, Kyoka and the bots perplexed as the others questioned Taro. "A-Are you serious?" Barker furrowed his brow. "But sir… that was put away a long time ago. We may still have our Hero licenses, but we haven't been properly in the field in almost sixteen years!"

Maurice scratched his chin nervously. "Indeed. Not to say that we've gotten rusty, but… would it even be plausible for us to go at the same pace we once did?"

Taro raised his hand to the group, trying to calm them down. "Yes, I know how big of a risk it is. But… I've already called my brother and he's on his way here." The looks of surprise from his staff—his friends—were plentiful. "Yeah, and as you know, he's still in the Hero business. It's been a long time since we were in the field, yes, but I have faith that we CAN do this."

"H-Hold on a sec, slow down, I'm trying to catch up here." Kyoka interjected, getting everyone's attention. "Sir, forgive me for being blunt here, but what the heck are you even talking about?"

"Y-Young lady, if you must know…" Takeru gestured to himself and the rest of the group, Taro included. "The master and us used to be… part of a short-lived Hero team back in the day." It was Kyoka and Izuku's turn to be astonished as the bird butler continued. "Indeed, it may be hard to believe, but it's the truth. We, along with the master's brother, were a fairly tightly-knit group known as the Avatar Rangers. Tell me, are you familiar with the Super Sentai TV series?"

Izuku's eyebrows rose and he smacked his fist down into his palm. "Oh, yeah! I've heard of it! It's the sister show to Kamen Rider, right? Only it follows a team of transforming costumed heroes instead of just an individual."

"Exactly." Toni affirmed. "Well, by sheer coincidence, our hero team matched a particular Sentai almost exactly; Avataro Sentai Donbrothers. So, we were inspired to base our look on them." She smirked over to the boys. "And lemme tell ya, The Avatar Rangers were an unbeatable team back then. Probably the most fun I've ever had with these clowns."

"Avataro… what now?" Windblade uttered, having no idea what they were talking about. "What do you mean?"

The Oni Quirk user rolled her eyes and pulled out her phone, searching up a picture and showing her. "These guys."

What the City Speaker saw next was… rather jarring. It was a group of people in matching costumes that had one bright color while being accented by white and black. The red and yellow ones were probably the most normal of the bunch, while the blue one was bulkier and had hairy arms, the pink one had long legs and wings coming out of his back, and finally, the black one was… very small and oddly proportioned with a big head, hands and feet, like a cartoon character.

The most unique feature of all of them, though, were their helmets, all of which featured white headbands with peaches on them as well as big, pointy sunglasses that Windblade was sure she'd seen in Earthen anime. The red one's helmet had the biggest peach—the only one that was pink—and had what seemed to be a ponytail sticking out the back. The rest had smaller golden peaches on their headbands and were more creature-like, the yellow one resembling a horned oni, the blue one a large gorilla, the pink one being a bird and the black one was a cartoonishly styled dog.

One thing was for sure, though, the aesthetic DID match. A regular man, an oni girl, an ape man, a tall bird man, and a dog person… though the latter DID have some discrepancies. "…Is it weird that this isn't the strangest thing I've seen from this country?" Windblade uttered.

"Not in the slightest." Maurice chuckled in amusement. "I've learned that Japanese media can be quite strange, but that's part of what makes it so entertaining!"

Agent Barker folded his arms indignantly. "Hmph, though I would prefer NOT to be compared to a cartoon canine…"

"We even considered copying the costumes one-to-one at one point." Takeru explained, rubbing his neck sheepishly. "…But we didn't want to risk TOTAL copyright infringement, so we changed some things up. No helmets, for one thing."

"I see…" Optimus peered closer to the image himself before eyeing Taro. "And you said that your brother joined you on this team, correct? What was his role?"

The billionaire gave a short laugh and answered; "Hah, well, he based himself off of the SIXTH Donbrother… though he really didn't much care for our worries and just ripped a lot of the stuff from the show." Taro's nose scrunched slightly before he peered down at his watch. "Speaking of which, where IS he? He was supposed to be here by—"

"Wait… do you hear that?" Yua piped up, bringing a hand to her ear as… a rhythmic chanting sound could be heard coming down the hall. One that was accompanied by music that got louder and louder even behind the closed door;

dora-dora-doragon!

Dora-Dora-Doragon!

DORA-DORA-DORAGON!

Taro's eyes widened and he spun around toward the others, shouting; "EVERYONE GET DOWN!" The teens were left flabbergasted as the man and his wife tackled them to Momo's rather large bed while everyone else scattered. And then…

*CHA-KOOOOOM*

A bright golden light erupted as the door was blown off its hinges… and sailed straight through the window where it knocked Jazz in the forehead, making him stumble back in surprise. A victorious music sting could be heard as the light died down… revealing Jiro Doragoku standing in the doorway. And, much to Izuku and Kyoka's surprise, he was flanked by Ochako and Itsuka, who were just as stunned as the rest of them.

CHOU ICHYRYU! ACHOOOOO!

Stamping his spear against the floor, Doragoku placed a hand on his hip and called out into the room; "Alright, I was told I could find my brother here, now where… where…" The man's voice was lost in his throat when he locked eyes with Optimus and Windblade, his jaw falling at the sight of the two Autobots. "…Oh my god, you girls weren't kidding."

"SEE?!" Itsuka smacked the man upside his helmeted head. "We TOLD you it was legit!"

"Gah! Jeez!" Doragoku's rubbed the side his head, spinning around toward the redhead. "S-So, the pink car and that motorcycle really are—"

*Whrr-tschzz-tschzz-tschzz-chkt* Optimus and Windblade spun around just in time to see Arcee and Flare-Up come onto the scene, the latter giving a salute. "Cheers, luvs! The cavalry's 'ere!"

Seeing the two vehicles transform, Doragoku's bravado was fully forgotten about, replaced with frustration as he swung around toward the girls. "WHAT THE HELL?!" He shouted, thrusting a finger at Arcee and Flare Up. "You coulda just HAD them transform this whole time and I probably woulda believed you! Instead you just dragged me along and expected me to go with it! What's up with that?!"

*BOOM* Without warning, Itsuka grew her hand and SLAMMED it to the floor, giving the man a sour expression. "FIRST of all, we couldn't just "have them transform" in front of you while we were in public. Otherwise, the secret would've been even MORE blown than it is now. And secondly…" Her features turned upward into a conniving smile. "This way was just a lot funnier, to be completely honest."

"Yeah!" Ochako brought her hand over her mouth, resisting the urge to laugh. "I always get a kick out of people seeing the Autobots transform for the first time. It's always so entertaining!"

To say that Doragoku was utterly galled by the explanation was an understatement. His jaw hung freely and his eyes glazed over as he slumped to the floor, crisscrossing his legs while drawing circles in the rug. "H-How can you say that? Kids these days are so cruel. By god, I've got SO many questions."

"SAME GOES FOR US, PAL!" Kyoka exclaimed.

Izuku did a doubletake at the scene. "U-Uraraka… Kendo… y-you're okay! W-When did—HOW did you—"

Ochako simply giggled and placed a hand on the despondent Doragoku's head. "Hmhm! This one came and saved us from that big guy just in time! And lemme tell ya, Deku, it was AWESOME!" She raised her fists into the air, swinging her arms while describing what happened. "He was all like WOOSH and BAM and GEKIRYUUNOMAI!"

That made Taro and the others all look down to the golden warrior. "I was wondering what was taking you so long." the elder brother knelt down, placing a hand on the man's shoulder with a grin. "Excellent work keeping these kids safe… Jiro."

…And now it was the kids and the Autobots' turn to be shocked and confused. "…I-I'm sorry, but did you just say his name was "Jiro"?" Kyoka uttered.

"That's right." Reaching up to take his helmet off, the draconic warrior revealed his tanned features and wild blond hair. His smile slowly came back and he gave the teens a thumbs up. "Jiro Yaoyorozu, younger twin brother of Taro Yaoyorozu, at your service." But all Izuku and Kyoka could do was stare at him dumbfounded, their unblinking gaze shifting between Taro and Jiro. "…Okay, what's something wrong?" Jiro deadpanned.

"Well, for one, how are you two twins?" Izuku inquired first. "Not to be rude, but… you guys don't really resemble each other."

"We're paternal twins." Taro clarified. "I received more of my father's features while he took after our mother." He gave a cheeky grin down to his younger brother. "And then he went to live in America and got so tanned that we're even MORE unrecognizable as twins than we were back then."

Jiro stood up and wore a cocky smirk, jerking a thumb toward his chest. "Hey, can't blame me that American ladies love a good tan." He puffed his chest out and held his head high. "And besides, as one of America's Top 5, I've got an image to uphold."

And just like that, Izuku went from curious to star-struck, his eyes shining with excitement. "Y-Y-Y-You're one of America's Top Five Heroes?!" In the blink of an eye, he was directly in front of Jiro, who doubled back in surprise. "W-What's your rank specifically? We really only hear about Star and Stripe over here and not many other heroes, so it's incredibly awesome to see one of you in person and—"

"Woah, woah, slow down, kid." Jiro pressed against Izuku's forehead. "I getcha, Japan's definitely got its own hero thing going on. Can't blame ya for not hearing much from other countries' heroes when ya got so many awesome ones here." He raised his thumb toward his face. "As for my rank, I'm Number Four."

"Which isn't surprising, Jiro, given how powerful you are." Yua noted. "And I'm certain you're popular with the children."

The draconic warrior couldn't help but laugh at that. "Hahaha! Oh, you bet they go ballistic about me. And I mean…" He struck a dynamic pose, thrusting his spear out with his stance widened and head cocked back. "Can ya BLAME 'em?! Hahaha!"

Off to the side, Kyoka cringed and facepalmed. "Good god, how is it that I share a name with this guy?"

That made Jiro do a doubletake. "…W-Wait, come again?"

"Hmph, yeah, that's right. And now a lot of things are starting to add up." Kyoka crossed her arms, sticking her chin out at the man. "My name's Kyoka Jiro, and I'm a close friend of your niece. Once could even say we're best friends."

"You're kidding." Jiro blinked before breaking out into a laugh. "Haha! No way! And she didn't even tell you about me, even though my first name is your last name? HAHAHA! That's honestly hilarious! Hahaha!"

Kyoka, however, grimaced. "Yeah… and I'm kinda starting to see why she asked to call me by my first name once we started hanging out, too. It'd probably be awkward for her to call me by her uncle's name and all."

"Yeah, makes sense to me." Jiro affirmed before putting on a stern expression. "Speaking of which…" His gaze drifted toward the Autobots outside. "While I'm still coming to grips with all of… THIS, if what you girls said is true, then these guys will help us, right?"

Itsuka gave a single nod. "They will, but we have to do it fast. Agent Fowler and Detective Tsukauchi can only buy us so much time before we have to get back to the station." The redheaded karate girl looked up to Prime as well. "They're keeping our parents distracted with questions, but I get the feeling that they won't be able to do it for long."

"Indeed, so if we are to put this plan into motion, it must be soon." Optimus concluded, his optics moving toward Taro and his staff. "However, we must know your decision, Mr. Yaoyorozu. Are you and your team willing to bring out your hero gear once more… to save your daughter?"

Tightening his lips, Taro's eyes went to those of his friends one by one; Barker, Maurice, Toni and Takeru… all of whom gave affirming nods. "That answer should be obvious, Optimus Prime." He tightened a fist as his eyes flashed red. "Yes. Yes, we are."

Another laugh escaped Jiro's throat as he rested an arm across his brother's shoulder. "Hahaha! That's great to here—erk!" All of a sudden, the man's disposition changed… along with his eyes and hair to a cool blue and silver respectively. Now with a hard glare and clenched teeth, he pointed at his brother accusingly as his hair fell over his eyes. "But know this, ya bastard! If you can't let your other self out as willingly as I can, then you'll be useless out there! Don't hold back, got it?!"

"Ah, Torabolt." Taro deadpanned. "Good to see you're still around, too."

Needless to say, many in the room were taken aback, though the staff and Yua weren't fazed by it in the least. "W-Wait a nano-click!" Windblade spoke up. "What just happened?! His appearance changed along with his mood! What's going on here?"

Taro cleared his throat with an awkward cough, moving away from his brother as the silver-haired man cracked his neck. "Ah, yes… I haven't explained that yet. You see, as twins, we share a lot of things… including something that came with our Quirks; alternate personalities." He glanced down to his brother, who by this point was crouched down like an animal. "Usually, Jiro's a pretty laid-back person. But his Quirk, Kinetic Storm, had the side effect of him developing this more violent personality. It's what we refer to as the "Toradora Effect"."

"Hah… that's incredible!" Izuku gasped. "I-I've heard that some Quirks can alter your mind in some ways, but I don't think I've ever heard of any that go that far!"

Kyoka raised a brow to the Jiro, who had a wild-eyed stare while growling constantly. "Okay, so if your brother becomes more beastly, then what about your other personality?"

"Um… well…"

Taro was interrupted when his wife answered for him, wearing a big smile as she slid in next to her husband. "He's a complete and utter ham."

"Y-Yua, please!" The man bowed his head, clasping his hands together. "I'd like to keep some semblance of dignity!"

"…Darling." Much to his chagrin, Taro was met with one of the most intimidating stares he'd ever received from his wife, the woman staring down at him in disappointment. "What is more important at this point? Your dignity or our daughter's life?"

"…The latter." he squeeked out.

Yua's smile came back instantly. "Good! Then allow me…" She gestured to her dejected husband while he hung his head in shame. "You see, my husband's Quirk is called "Destructive Doppelgänger". But really… we all just call him "Momotaro" for short."

Izuku and the girls were surprised to hear that name. "…Momotaro?" they echoed.

Taro slumped forward in defeat. "Yes… that's where Momo got her name from. I've kept my… OTHER self in check for some time, repressing him deep into my mind. Mainly because… it'd be unbecoming of me as an important figurehead to display such… uncouth behavior." He reached out and grasped Yua's hand, the two sharing a smile. "But, as a way to remember him, we named our daughter Momo, a baby born as sweet as a peach."

"OOOHH!" Ochako cooed, clapping her hands together. "That's so sweet! …But wait, if this Momotaro is as "destructive" as you say, then how've you been able to keep him in check?"

"Well… it involves a lot of trips to the countryside to… let out steam." Taro's eyes flashed red briefly, making him double over. "Gah… but now, he's itching to get out and do some damage." The man's features, however, were etched in frustration. "It's just… I'm afraid. Momo's never seen him first hand. She knows about him, but… I fear she may think less of me if she sees what I'm REALLY capable of."

Optimus leaned his head in, catching Taro's attention. "Sir, while I understand your concern, I do not believe Momo would think any less of you." His craned his head down slightly. "Admittedly, I have only recently become acquainted with the human concept of "family", but from what I have learned, it is that if she truly values you as her father, then she will not care what you are like. I believe that is referred to as "unconditional love"." Prime raised his head back up, locking his optics on Taro. "So, what do you intend to do?"

Scanning his eyes across the room, Taro was met with several supportive faces. His staff, his kids, his brother, and of course, his wife, were all in favor of the plan. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "I say…" He whipped his arm up to the blue ape man. "Maurice! Call on the rest of the staff and have them ready my motorcycle AND its dais. Have them dress in the ceremonial garbs and be ready to depart in twenty minutes!"

"Y-Yes sir!" Maurice saluted before rushing out of the room.

"Jon!" Taro thrust his hand to his head of security. "Find our old costumes and bring them up at once! We have a job to do!" Without saying a word, Agent Barker dashed out as well… leaving Taro to look to everyone else. "As for the rest of you, be ready… my Avatar Rangers!" He opened his eyes… revealing that they had gone fully red. "…Because the festival is about to start!"

…..

Back in Musutafu, All Might wasn't having the easiest time, to say the least. It was one thing if this was just a giant crocodile that had somehow swam all the way from Australia. Hell, he'd actually BELIEVE it was just a natural part of that continent's ecosystem. But the fact that it was a Decepticon, successfully disguising itself AND causing havoc in public, made it all the more difficult to keep a pin on him. There were still civilians running away from the scene, and neither him, Kamui Woods or Mt. Lady could risk them finding out if they hit the Con the wrong way and forced him into robot mode.

Their only hope was that backup getting there soon. 'C'mon newbie, where ARE you?!' All Might thought to himself as the Predacon charged again, roaring at the trio.

"Gah, would you HOLD STILL?!" Kamui slammed his fist into the sand and sent out several branches, which erupted out from under Skullcruncher and actually managed to hoist him into the air. "Yu! NOW!"

Unfortunately, All Might realized what they were trying to go for just a little too late. "Wait! Woods, Mt. Lady, don't—"

"This is for BITING MY TOE!" Mt. Lady reared her fist back and punched the wide-eyed croc in the face, sending it flying straight back. And, as if in slow motion, All Might could see it happen; the holographic façade faded away, revealing Skullcruncher in his true mechanical Predacon form. And from there, the croc began shifting into robot mode… and then…

*SHYOOOOMM*

The three heroes put their hands over their ears as the sound barrier broke, signaling the arrival of a white and red fighter jet that SMASHED itself into Skullcruncher, carrying him off across the water. Woods, Mt. Lady and All Might were left dumbstruck by how sudden that was, the large blonde woman pointing at the scene. "Uh… was that our backup?"

"HAHAHA! I believe it was." All Might laughed before saluting the duo. "Make sure that the civilians are escorted to a safe distance! I'll assist our Autobot friend."

"Understood." Woods saluted. "Best of luck, sir."

From there, All Might blasted off across the ocean, following after the Autobot jet. Mt. Lady, however, after shrinking back down, puffed her cheeks and folded her arms. "Hmph, we're not gonna get much credit for this job, are we?"

"Is that really what you're most worried about right now?" Woods deadpanned.

But Yu deadpanned right back at him with a pointed finger. "See, that right there? That's why you have such a boring public image."

Across the water, Jetfire had successfully driven Skullcruncher directly into a small inlet island, one that was just barely large enough to have a decent fight on. Nothing much was on this piece of land aside from a few boulders and a handful of palm trees, but it would suffice. He stopped on a dime in midair and threw Skullcruncher to the sand, transforming himself before landing. "Hah! Well, well, if it ain't the grizzled treasure hunter?" Jetfire smirked before bringing up his battle mask. "Still stirrin' up trouble, ol' timer?"

Skullcruncher growled in anger… but then gave pause when he saw exactly who he was dealing with. "…Well, I'll be Primus damned. You?!"

"Yep, me."

"But… but word through the cosmos said that you—"

"Ha! Don't believe all the gossip you hear, Skullcruncher." Jetfire jerked a thumb toward his chest. "It's me, live and in the mesh."

Stretching his neck, Skullcruncher gave a short laugh as gears ground together beneath his metal muscles. "Hah… Jetfire. I bet the Cons on this planet 're quakin' in their boots now that yer here."

"Yeah, which reminds me…" All of a sudden, Jetfire raised his arms, aiming his arm-mounted blasters at the Croctobot and letting loose with a round of laserfire. But Skullcruncher proved more agile than he thought, rolling away even as he kept the pressure on. "Just what the pit are ya doin'? Tryin' to avoid the Cons an' all… allying with human bad guys? Doesn't sound like the what the grouchiest treasure hunter in the galaxy would do."

With a loud hissing roar, Skullcruncher bellowed; "Beast Mode!" and transformed, taking to his crocodile mode once again. "Grah! Not my decision! It was the kid's! RAAAAHH!" With a surprising leap, Skullcruncher closed the distance between him and Jetfire, snapping his jaws around the Autobot's leg.

"Agh! You litte—ACH!" As much as he tried to fight back, Skullcruncher only bit down harder, threatening to pierce through Jetfire's armor plating.

"Hehehe… that'sh right, shtruggle more! Shee where it getsh—huh?"

Out the corner of his optic, Skullcruncher spotted something flying in from the distance… and it wasn't what he was hoping to see. "ALABAMA… SMAAAAASSHH!" Swinging both fists up into the Croctobot's upper jaw, All Might successfully freed Jetfire and sent Skullcruncher sailing toward the other side of the small island, allowing the Autobot some reprieve. "HA! Finally! Don't have to hold back now that we're away from the city!" The Number One Hero gave a salute to the air commander. "And what about you, friend? You okay?"

Jetfire laughed, shrugging the pain off like it was no big deal. "Hah, yeah, I'll live. And thanks for the assist." He settled his fists onto his hips, mimicking All Might's stance. "So, I take it that you're All Might. Optimus has told me quite a bit about you."

All Might nodded back. "Indeed! And that would make you Jetfire! Optimus Prime has spoken praises of you to me as well."

"Heh, yeah, and you'd better believe 'em." The Autobot jet peered up to see Skullcruncher roll back to his stomach, shaking the daze out of his head only to roar back at them once again. "…And now seems like the perfect time to prove him right about us, don't ya think?"

"Oh, YES! I've been waiting for—herk-hak!" Without warning, All Might gave a cough and brought his hand up, catching the blood that came out of his mouth. '…Shit.' His smile took on a more serious demeanor as he faced off against Skullcruncher. "Change of plans. We'll need to dispose of him fast. I'm on a time limit with my powers…"

Hearing how grave his voice was, Jetfire understood immediately. "Ah, yeah, Prime mentioned something about you not being able to use your powers for long." He sent the hero a thumbs up. "Don't worry. With the two of us, Skullcruncher should be no problem."

The Croctobot sneered at the comment. "You'd LIKE to think that, wouldn't you?! GRAAAHH!" Barreling head-first toward the duo, Skullcruncher opened his maw, ready to bite down again. "I'll DEVOUR both of you! Starting with you, Mr. Hero!"

"Sorry, I'm not into that." All Might smirked. "But I can tell you what I DO like, and that's making fools out of bad guys like you!" Jumping backwards, the blonde hero put more distance between himself and the Predacon, ushering Jetfire to join him. "C'mon! Let's play a little game called "Follow the Leader"!"

Jetfire merely gave a shrug, activating his thrusters to follow suit. "Eh, why not? I'm assuming you've got a plan, right?"

"Oh, indeed." From there, "Follow the Leader" turned into a game of cat and mouse as All Might and Jetfire led Skullcruncher on a wild goose chase across the small island, making him trek across nearly every centimeter of the sandy atoll. Eventually, All Might could tell that with his growing frustration, Skullcruncher was also getting quite worn down, and at points would just flail wildly and blindly whenever he got in close. 'Perfect, he's desperate. Time to cinch the deal.' "You seem tuckered out, Decepticon! Ready to throw in the towel?" All Might teased.

"Hah… hah… says… the fleshling… who's been AVOIDING me the entire time!" Skullcruncher bellowed back. "What even is your game here?!"

All Might wagged a finger at him with a sly smirk. "Ah, but that's just it, isn't it? It IS a game… and one that we intend on winning! Jetfire!"

The Pred's eyes widened and shifted upward… only to realize he couldn't look up far thanks to his beast mode's short neck. He'd been had. It was just a distraction so Jetfire could get in an attack from above. Bringing out his laser rifle, Jetfire charged the weapon up and shouted; "Bombs away!" before letting loose a powerful shot that exploded the second it hit Skullcruncher in the back.

"YAAAAHHHGG!" A massive divot in the sand was left in the aftermath, along with a very scorched Croctobot in the very center.

Jetfire landed next to All Might and lowered a fist down to him, the two sharing a hearty laugh. "Hahaha! That was great!" the Air Commander commended. "Ol' Cruncher never coulda' seen it comin'!"

"Quite literally! Haha!" All Might winked. "Crocs are violent predators, but their fatal flaw is that their necks are practically nonexistent. Can't look up for the life of 'em!" The duo went over to the edge of the hole, ready to retrieve the unconscious Con. "Now, let's take him to Sector Seven and get him in a—"

"AAAAARRRRGGHH!" Much to their astonishment, though, Skullcruncher actually JUMPED out of the hole, careening forward with his mouth open wide. "ALL MIGHT! I've had ENOUGH of you!"

"MOVE! NOW!" Jetfire advised, which both did immediately as Skullcruncher closed the gap.

…And as it would happen, that would wind up being a lot more help for them than expected. Because behind the two… was a giant boulder, one which inadvertently became Skullcruncher's new target. One snap of his jaws later and…

*CRACK*

The Croctobot's optics shot open as an intense pain spread across his body from his mouth to his tail, accompanied with a high-pitched whine that coursed through his very being. All Might and Jetfire instinctively cringed at the sight, seeing several of Skullcruncher's teeth being cracked upon impact. It took little time at all for the jolt to sent him flying and make him transform back into robot mode, his hands flying to his face in agony. "AHAHAHAHOWWW! DEAR FRAGGIN' PRIMUS, THAT SLAGGIN' HURT!"

"Yeesh… yeah, even I gotta admit, that didn't seem pleasant." All Might winced.

"Maybe not…" Jetfire echoed before his lips curled into a smirk. "But gotta admit, ya kinda had it comin', ol' timer."

Skullcruncher had to fight through the intense agony just to get a response out. "Sh-Shut up! Gah, that's it!" Keeping one hand on his jaw, the Predacon brought out his tail sword and glowered at the duo. "I'll just take care a' this the old-fashioned way—OWW!" He had to take a quick knee, gritting through the pain as best as he could. "…Bastards. Like I was sayin'; the old-fashioned way… BRUTALLY!" And just like that, the fight resumed, with All Might and Jetfire remaining up for the challenge.

'Still, hopefully we can wrap this up soon…' All Might glanced down to his body, which was beginning to steam heavily. 'Young Midoriya, I sincerely hope you and the Autobots are making good progress!'

…..

~Hidden Facility, Okinawa~

Hearing the door open, Momo, Inko, Kyotoku and Mika all raised their heads, glowering at Silas as he stepped into the room first. Then behind him, a large hand came down and raised the garage door even higher, allowing its owner entry. "Well, well, I gotta say, this is quite unexpected." Swindle said as he approached with his ally. By the expression he wore, they could tell he was a bit irritated… but in an amused way, if that made any sense. "Your allies are doing a lot of moving and shaking. Here I thought they'd get the picture that they couldn't do anything, but they quickly found out about the distraction we set up for All Might."

"Oh, sure, send a giant crocodile to try and divert the Number One Hero's attention away from what's REALLY happening." Momo rolled her eyes. "Surely none of the Autobots would be able to figure out what's happening." She furrowed her brow in suspicion. "Still… it's weird that you don't seem too worried about it. What if Skullcruncher actually gets beaten and they force some information out of him?"

"Ha! Skully's a tough old bot. He ain't gonna say anything to those strait-laced dumbafts." Swindle reached into his chest compartment and pulled out a small remote. "And even if they DID beat him, I could just pull him away with a push of a button. Ya wanna know what this does? Huh? Do ya?"

"A teleporter, right?" Mika piped up, folding her arms over her chest. "Kind of obvious if you say you can just "pull him out of there"."

Swindle grimaced toward the woman and put the remote back in his chest. "Well, you're just no fun at all. But yeah, it's a teleporter." He narrowed his optics at Momo with a sneer. "One of the few things I managed to SAVE from my ship. I managed to get Colossus Rhodes back here in record time after his mission failed, and I can do the same with Skully."

If anything, the news made Momo brighten up. "Hah! I KNEW that the Autobots wouldn't let you capture any more of us once the news spread!" She directed her smirk toward Silas. "Izuku and Kyoka would NEVER stay silent about it."

"Actually, believe it or not… the Autobots are not responsible for hindering Rhodes' task." Silas clarified, taking Momo by surprise as he glared at her. "But rather… a hero in golden armor is what deterred him. A rather strong one at that who you might know." He took out a picture from his belt pouch and tossed it into Momo's cage. "It seems that your own father has called the cavalry."

Kneeling down, Momo procured the photo, and what she saw made her gasp. There, closing in surrounded by a dragon-shaped energy attack… was her uncle. "HAH! U-Uncle Jiro?!" She nearly dropped the picture out of shock, her free hand flying up to her lips. "B-But… where did he come from?!"

"The Toradora Hero, Jiro Yaoyorozu. Also goes by Jiro Doragoku and Torabolt. America's Fourth-Ranked Top Pro Hero." Silas recited, having looked up the man's profile just a few minutes before. "You have quite the family, Miss Yaoyorozu."

"W-Wait, your uncle's name is Jiro?" Kyotoku uttered, he and Mika doing a doubletake.

"I-It's a complete coincidence!" Momo insisted. "I was just as shocked when I first met Kyoka on the first day of school… to the point where I asked if I could refer to her by her first name the further we hung out."

An amused hum passed Silas' lips as he went over and snatched the picture out of Momo's hand. "Very humorous, indeed. But you must know what ELSE this means, correct? You know your own father's history, I assume?"

Momo pursed her lips, knowing full well what he was talking about. "That he and some of my mansion's staff used to be a hero team back in the day before my grandfather died, yes." But then, she remembered something, and her mouth curled up into a confident smile. "…Which means you people are history."

"Highly unlikely." Silas stated bluntly. "Even if your father were to bring his old team back together again, there's nothing they or the Autobots could do about it until tomorrow." He wore a sly grin as he added the last part; "And by then, we'll be ready for the—" *CHYOOM* "W-Wha… WHAT?!" The man's gloating was cut short when, from out of nowhere, a massive vortex opened up behind the cages, startling the adults while Momo wore a victorious smile.

"N-No! NO!" Swindle backed away in horror. "Th-This is impossible! How did they—"

"Hmhm, you really should thoroughly check your captives when you bring them in…" Reaching down into her shirt, Momo procured a tiny device the size of a pea from her bosom, one that was flashing with a tiny red light. Swindle and Silas could only stare at the device in shock, all while Momo smirked triumphantly. "Because you never know WHAT they may be hiding."

Silas was absolutely beside himself by that point. "You… you cheated! You knew no one would search you there!"

Momo flicked the tiny tracker away with a haughty laugh. "Hah! Well, for someone who boasts about their superior technology, you'd think you would have some sort of detector to do that job FOR you. But now…"

"SWINDLE!"

*CRASH*

The con-bot was blown off his feet and through the garage door as Optimus Prime came through and rammed straight into him, forcing Silas to duck while shouts of panic were heard in the next room over. "…You lose." Momo finished.

"This… this isn't over!" Silas said as he sprinted out to aid his men, hoping to avoid conflict with the Autobots himself.

But Momo simply shook her head. "Oh, I doubt that…" Peering behind her shoulder at the sound of approaching engines, the young woman watched as almost the whole Autobot team came charging in on foot, shouting vengefully all the while. Bulkhead led the charge with Flare-Up, Strongarm, Sideswipe, Sunstreaker and leaping over the cages after him and toward the battle much to the amazement of Inko and the Jiros. Airazor flew in overhead and Springer transformed into his helicopter mode on the way in, joining her in the fray. "…This is as good as over." the Creation user concluded.

"C'mon, Autobots!" Bulkhead encouraged, arming himself with his laser cannon on one arm and a wrecking mace on the other. "Let's WRECK N' RULE!"

"I'm all for that, Bulk!" Springer agreed, launching Sawback and Fangblade out to cause some havoc on their own.

Through another doorway, Nanosec, Angry Archer and Professor Sutton came charging out, the latter already riding Powdered Sugar. "Agh! L-Like, what the hell is going ON?!" she exclaimed.

"We are under siege! That's what!" the Archer reached into his quiver and procured two explosive arrows, taking aim at Sideswipe and Sunstreaker. "TALLY HO!" Shooting the two arrows, they flew across the battlefield and hit the twins in the back… which only barely left a scorch mark. "…Oh bollocks."

Sunstreaker tilted his head to his brother. "Did you feel that?"

Sideswipe only shrugged. "Kinda." He craned his head back, seeing the Archer brandishing his bow. "My guess is that guy did it. Wanna take him down?"

"Oh, absolutely." The twins aimed their guns at the Archer and fired at his feet, causing him to let out a shrill scream and leap ten feet into the air.

Nanosec sped away quick as a flash, chuckling cockily to himself. "Hehehe, just try to hit me, Auto-boobs! Ahahaha—AUGH!" Just then, in the blink of an eye, something kicked him right in the gut… and then in the back, and finally landed a punch right in the face. "Ack! OOF! ERK!" By the end of it, Nanosec was flung into the far wall, dazed and confused as Flare-Up appeared before him in a blue flash of light.

"Challenge accepted, challenge beaten." Twirling one of her pistols around, Flare-Up set it to stun and aimed for the man. "Check and mate." *PEW* One shot was all it took to leave Nanosec a convulsing mess on the floor, to which she dashed off to deal with other agents.

"Gah! You big mean robots are gonna get it!" Penelope pulled back on her flying horse robot's reigns, taking to the sky to intercept Springer. "Let's go, Powdered Sugar! Take that nasty chopper down a pe—EG!" But before they could even get anywhere, a loud shriek made Professor Princess flinch as Airazor swooped in, grabbing hold of the robo-horse in her talons. "AAH! No! NO!"

As she jerked the young woman around, Airazor declared; "I have no patience for you in my skies! Strongarm! Take her out!"

Strongarm saw the Maximal toss down her prey, and wasted no time pulling out her laser crossbow. "Affirmative!" With several consecutive shots through the horse's wings, the cadet sent it tumbling down to the floor in a heap, leading her to glower down at the distraught teenage professor. "Here's a little piece of advice; next time, DON'T make deals with Decepticons."

Meanwhile, Optimus and Swindle were still tumbling through the base, until the Autobot leader eventually got his footing and managed to toss Swindle straight out through a wall. They were in a heavily forested area, so thankfully there were no civilians, which gave Prime the opportunity to bring out his Energon Axe. "You should've left well enough alone, Swindle." he said, approaching the con-bot while running his weapon across the metal wall, sending sparks across it. "You would've been better off simply rejoining Starscream and the others. Instead… you've chosen the WRONG people to ally with."

While Swindle normally would've been cowering and begging for forgiveness at this point… his anger was boiling over, and he was NOT having any of it. "Oh, don't you DARE pull that scrap with me, PRIME!" he raised his arm cannon and shot at Optimus, only for him to roll out of the way. "You know I wouldn't give up my freedom to STARSCREAM of all bots! And I sure as PIT ain't gonna risk those Combaticon idiots finding out where I am!"

"…I will admit, you being away from them is preferable." Optimus conceded. "But taking Momo and the parents was a bad move."

"Oh yeah? Well how d'ya like THIS move?" He reached into his chest compartment and pulled out a disk-shaped device, tossing it between himself and Optimus before taking his remote back out, his thumb hovering over the button. "Skullcruncher, TO ME!" *click* In a split second, the disk lit up and a flash of light erupted, teleporting the Croctobot there in an instant.

…But he wasn't alone. As it turned out, he had been grappling with Jetfire and All Might at the time, the two holding onto his arms and legs respectively. Needless to say, all three were taken aback. "Uh… what's going on?" All Might blinked.

"How the pit did we—oh." Jetfire noticed Prime in seconds, and sent him a wave. "Uh, hey Optimus! We were just wrappin' this up! …Mind tellin' us what's goin' on?"

"Not much." Optimus narrowed his optics toward Swindle, who now realized that he was in VERY deep slag. "Just making sure Swindle learns his lesson—huh?" The sound of chopper blades alerted the Autobot leader to a large helicopter lifting up into the air… and its weapons systems seemed trained on him. "…Silas."

…..

Back inside with the prisoners, Windblade, Arcee, Bumblebee and Jazz had just come in through the GroundBridge, the former bringing out her sword and shouting; "Everybody down!"

"Do as she says!" Momo instructed as well, following her guardian's orders before Inko and the Jiros did the same. With a single clean swing, Windblade cleaved off the tops of their cages with her blades, sending them clattering to the floor. "Haha! Yes! Nice entrance—WAH!"

Without any warning, Windblade reached down and scooped Momo up into her hand, bringing her up in a relieved embrace. "I WAS SO WORRIED ABOUT YOU!" In one fell swoop, Momo was practically being smothered, the City Speaker hugging her tightly against her chest. "I promise I won't ever leave you by yourself again!"

"W-WINDBLADE! I'm suffocating!" the heiress screamed.

"…Oh, sorry." Bringing her charge out of the crushing hug, Windblade set her down and lowered her head down so they were looking eye-to-optic. "B-But I'm really, truly sorry! This wouldn't have happened if—"

Raising her hand, Momo shook her head with an understanding smile. "No, you stop right there. Listen, Windblade, I know that you're probably feeling bad right now, but there was nothing you could do, not while I was at home." She reached out and placed her hand upon Windblade's cheek reassuringly. "I'm safe now, though, and you've got nothing to worry about now, okay?"

Despite still being frustrated with herself, Windblade couldn't help but admire the optimism her partner displayed, and she gave a relenting sigh. "Hm… I suppose you're right. Still, the job isn't done, not by a long shot." She craned her head toward the other cages, watching as Jazz, Arcee and Bumblebee helped out the Jiros and Inko respectively. "Is everybody here alright?"

With hysterical laughter, Kyotoku held his head as he himself was being held in Jazz's hand, still in utter disbelief. "Hah… hahaha! Are you kidding?! I'm doing better than alright! This is freaking phenomenal!"

"I must say, this IS a first." Mika noted, smiling up to Arcee who reciprocated in kind. "Being rescued by giant, alien robots. Never would've imagined."

"Hah… this is so much to take in." Inko breathed out as Bumblebee lifted her up. But right then and there was when she noticed something about the bot. The prominent vehicle mode parts on his feet and chest were distinctly familiar. In fact, they belonged to the SAME yellow VW Beetle that dropped her son home every day after school. She met Bee's optics and her countenance grew rather stern, much to his surprise. "…Brian?"

Been winced, glancing down to Momo briefly who could only shrug back. "Zrkt—Guilty as charged, ma'am." he replied, rubbing his neck sheepishly.

Inko stood up in his hand, balling her fists as she shouted; "I KNEW it! I thought it was so strange when Izuku started being brought home by a young man with such a vintage car! You and Izuku did such a good job at hiding it, too, I… I can't believe I fell for it." By that point, she started going on a full mumble-fest. "I should've asked more questions like why he was coming home so late every day, how he was improving his Quirk he only JUST discovered so quickly, d'oh, I'm such a ditz…"

While Inko rambled on, Kyotoku had recognized Jazz's own vehicle mode parts as well, raising a brow up to the bot. "Huh, so you're the one who drops Kyoka off every day."

"Uh… heh, yeah, got me." Jazz gave a nervous and cheeky grin. "But uh… please don't be too hard on your girl for this. She only kept the secret 'cause we asked her to."

"Hm, well, be that as it may…" Mika folded her arms, "I still feel it's necessary to—"

"THERE!" All of a sudden, a loud shout brought their attention to the doorway, where several armed M.E.C.H. agents with guns and taser batons came running in. "There's the escapees! And the other bots! Incapacitate them before the bigger ones come back!"

Windblade scowled at the group. "Heh, good luck with that." She craned her head down and advised; "You all might wanna cover your ears." The humans followed her suggestion while she smirked back to the M.E.C.H. agents. "You've only experienced wave one. Now it's time for wave TWO!" She reached up to her commlink and called in the reinforcements; "Everybody, NOW!"

*BWOOOOOOMMM*

Through the GroundBridge came an absolutely MASSIVE sonic pulse that left the M.E.C.H. agents writhing in pain, their hands flying up to their heads trying to drown it out. Once they'd dropped all of their weapons, though, that's when things REALLY ramped up. Leaping through the portal first were Izuku, Ochako and Itsuka, all of them in their hero gear and making a mad dash for the operatives while belting out angry battle cries. "You people… ARE GONNA PAY!" Izuku belted out.

"I-Izuku!" Inko exclaimed, worried as she watched her son charged in. "Oh, my gosh!"

"W-Wait…" Kyotoku and Mika peered back through the portal. "Then that means…"

Sure enough, next came Jiro Doragoku on his cloud hoverboard… and he had Kyoka on as a passenger. The Earphone Jack user was keeping the pressure on her sonic wave attack, making sure none of the agents got any reprieve. "Get in closer to these assholes, Jiro!" she barked.

"You got it, Jiro!" Doragoku gave a thumbs up while laughing and swinging his spear at the agents. "Hahaha! This is GREAT!"

The sight made Momo elated… but also cringe in the worst possible way. "…Oh god. They found out already."

"Yep, sure did." Jazz chuckled. "But ya know what ELSE that means, right?"

"GRAAAAUUUGHH!" Momo let out a gasp and whirled around as something careened in over her head… and once it landed, she went slack-jawed. Standing before her in full Avatar Ranger costume was none other than her ape-man valet. Maurice was in a suite that had thick blue armor up top and black spandex pants down below, with a huge pair of blue boots to finish it off. His arms were still exposed, as was his head… but adorning his face were a pair of big, curved sunglasses and a white headband with a golden peach on it. He peered back to the astonished Momo and bowed politely. "Bon jour, madame. We're here to help!"

Momo nearly doubled back in shock. "M-Maurice! What in the world are you wearing?!"

A laugh escaped the blue ape man as he reached up and caught an incoming M.E.C.H. agent, slamming him into the ground casually. "Hah, isn't it obvious? You know we used to be heroes, right? Well, this is what we wore!"

"…And here I thought it was JUST my dummy of an uncle who wore spandex."

Just then, a strong hand rested on Momo's shoulder, making her jump a little before realizing who it was. "Nope! It was all of us!" Toni assured. Her Avatar Ranger suit was bright yellow just like her hair, and her shoulder pads had some spikes to them. She also had black sleeves with yellow gloves, and her anime-esque sunglasses were much sharper. Otherwise, the team's armor was clearly made to match. From the identical the headbands to the thick, black stripe down the center of the torso with thinner white lines bordering it. "Now, ya might wanna step back. Maurice?"

"All set up!" Maurice brought the agent up again… right as Toni brought her club up to SMASH it across the man's head, sending him flying.

"WOO! Now THAT'S a home run!"

"Grr… would you please focus?" Stalking his way through the portal was Agent Barker in his lycanthropic form, and he was just as decked out as the others. However, his Ranger suit lacked sleeves AND boots all together, allowing his canid paws to be free for slashing. Also, his sunglasses were much more jagged down the sides. "We're here to take the young miss back, not… what?" He saw Momo out the corner of his eye, desperately trying to hold back her laughter. "What exactly is so funny, young lady?"

Momo snickered, but the tried to be as polite as possible. "I-I'm sorry, Agent Barker, b-but you just do NOT make that suit work at all!"

Pursing his canine lips, Barker slumped his shoulders and sighed. "Blame your father. He's the one who insisted on these costumes back in the day. Now…" Flexing his neck to the side and popping some muscles, Barker lowered himself to all fours to charge into battle. "Let us take care of these idiots!"

Flying through the portal came a flash of pink, which came to a halt in midair. "I hear that, Jonny!" Takeru saluted, and his appearance was probably the most jarring to Momo… namely because he had his hair styled into a big, pink mohawk. His own sunglasses were also lined around the edges to resemble bird wings, and of course, his pants were longer to accommodate his legs. …But his pink boots were made to accommodate his bird feet, meaning there were three toes and an elongated heel. "Young miss! Glad to see that you're well!" he said to Momo before flying into battle, somehow picking up two M.E.C.H. agent with his feet and hoisting them into the air, tossing them away effortlessly.

"…I am INCREDIBLY confused right now." Mika uttered, shifting her gaze toward Momo. "I thought your family was supposed to be these high-class entrepreneurs."

"Well… it all depends on who you ask." Momo admitted cheekily before eyeing the Autobots. "But what're we waiting for? Let's get in there and help!"

But Windblade stopped that idea on the spot. "Ah-ah, that's a hard no. You've already been through enough tonight, young lady. You aren't going anywhere near that—"

*BYOOOOM*

"AAH!" All at once, a powerful energy pulse spread out through the entire room, the epicenter being from the huge skirmish itself. Bodies were sent flying all around, with Izuku and the others careening toward the Autobots… along with a few scattered M.E.C.H. agents as well. The group landed on the hard floor, though Izuku nearly slammed back-first into one of the cages. …That is, if it hadn't been for Bumblebee catching him at the last second.

"HAH! My baby!" Inko crawled her way across Bumblebee's hands as he brought them together, allowing her to reach out and touch the sides of his helmet. "O-Oh my goodness, a-are you okay?! Are you hurt?!"

Izuku managed to get his hands on his helmet, though, undoing the locks and taking it off himself. "M-Mom, I'm alright!" he reassured, letting her see his face. "See? Nothing bad, I promise."

Placing a hand on her chest, Inko breathed out in relief. "Hah… good." But just then, she snapped her hand back up and gave him a hard pinch on the cheek, making him shout in pain. "But you have a LOT of explaining to do, mister! LYING to your mother, keeping THIS whole thing a secret!" she gestured to a rather guilty Bumblebee to make her point. "Just what ELSE were you hiding, hm?!"

'…A lot more than you think.' the One for All inheritor thought to himself before standing up. "Mom, trust me, I know I have a LOT to explain. But it's gonna have to wait until AFTER we're out of here and we're all safe."

In the air, Takeru and Doragoku had been thrown off course as well… and Kyoka lost her balance on the hoverboard. Thankfully, Jazz was quick on the draw as well, rolling across the floor to catch the Earphone Jack user. "Gotcha!"

"Augh! Damn!" Kyoka grit her teeth, rubbing her head as it throbbed slightly. "What the hell was that?! It's givin' me a damn headache—AH!"

Without warning, her father suddenly leapt over from Jazz's other hand, bringing her into a hug. "Oh my god, sweetheart! A-Are you okay? You didn't break anything, did you?"

"D-Dad, please!" Kyoka tried to shrug her father off, but couldn't escape his grasp. "Not on the battlefield! We're trying to get you guys outta here, remember? Reunions can come later!"

"I-I know, it's just…" A sigh passed Kyotoku's lips as he smiled softly to her. "…I'm glad you're okay, honey."

Despite the sappiness of it all, Kyoka reciprocated with a grin of her own. "Yeah… I'm glad you guys are safe, too."

"Aw, well isn't that just precious?" came a snide remark from across the room. The group all turned their attention up to see Nanosec, Sutton and Angry Archer come walking in, seeming to be rather worse for wear, but still upright and walking. Leading the way, however, was a certain skinny old man with a white handlebar mustache… who quickly grew into his muscled-up form. Colossus Rhodes glowered at the team, Autobots and Heroes alike, with distain. "But now, it's the end of the line for you." he pointed at Doragoku in particular. "And WE have unfinished business, ya monkey!"

Stamping his spear upon the ground, Doragoku got to a knee and smirked at the chemically-enhanced man. "Hah… so, ya got your little muscle juice injectors back up and running, huh? Well, bring it on then… we can go all day, right guys?"

The other Avatar Rangers all followed suit, slowly getting to their feet themselves. "Yeah! We're not done!" Toni screamed.

Nanosec rolled his neck, loosening himself up for what was about to come. "Oh-ho, trust me, lady, you're gonna be soon enou—"

"AAAAH-HA-HA-HAHAHA! AAAH-HAHAHA!"

All of a sudden, from out of seemingly nowhere… a loud, boisterous laugh echoed through the entire room. It caught everyone's attention immediately, and it didn't take them long to realize where it was coming from; the GroundBridge portal. And what came through… was something that neither Inko, Kyotoku, Mika or even Momo herself would've ever expected.

The sound of traditional yet high-energy festival music came blasting in as… several dancing women in long, white robes emerged from the portal, all of them sporting ornate hairstyles while waving around flowing paper fans. But what was most astonishing to Momo was… that she recognized all of them. …They were her mansion's maids. And coming in after them were the chefs from her family's kitchen; ten men in total… all completely shirtless and wearing white headbands and matching shorts with zori sandals. The men were also carrying a large, red dais on their shoulders… and on that stage was something that made Momo's jaw drop.

"AAAAH-HA-HA-HAHAHA!" Wearing a massive smile, Taro Yaoyorozu sat upon his throne; a red motorcycle with the front customized to resemble a bird's head. He was in the same Ranger armor as the others, his being red. His hair was done up in a pseudo chonmage, which was wrapped up in tape with a tuft sticking out the end. The biggest difference from the others, however, was his headband, because he had a MUCH bigger peach on it that was even bright pink to boot. With a paper fan in one hand—which also had a peach on it—he kept laughing as everyone stared on in complete and utter shock. "COME! LAUGH! THE FESTIVAL HAS ARRIVED! AAH-HA-HA-HA-HA!"

Between the dancing women, the servants carrying the stage and Taro sitting atop that stage on a MOTORCYCLE no less… no one could even come close to comprehending what was going on. "…What the HELL am I looking at?"Kyotoku uttered.

"I said the same exact thing when he brought all that crap to the base." Kyoka muttered, jumping down from Jazz's hand while Izuku followed, the two regrouping with Itsuka and Ochako. "Is it really festival time already?"

"No goddamn clue." Itsuka deadpanned.

Momo, however, could only gawk at the scene as she approached, her mansion's staff all smiling at her as she passed them by. Finally, she made it to the stage, standing in front of it to make sure the man who raised her saw her. "…Father?"

Taro's smile widened from ear to ear as he jumped off his motorcycle, did a flip through the air, and landed in front of her, spreading his arms out wide. "AH-HAHAHA! My darling! You're safe!" Bringing her into a hug, the man's energetic tone disappeared for just a moment as he whispered; "Thank god." into her ear.

"Is… is this really your other self?" Momo whispered back.

Pulling back, Taro seemed to stare at her quite seriously for a moment… only for him to go back to laughing just a second later while fanning himself. "HAHAHA! Indeed! And let me tell you, your mother will be thrilled when we get back! But first, we must defeat those who stand before us!" Turning toward his team, Taro snapped his fan closed and used it to point down at them. "Ah, this is just SAD! Come my Avatar Rangers! On your feet! Declare yourselves!" He nudged his chin toward the other U.A. Students. "You as well! Come, join us!"

The teens were left utterly confused. "Uh… what's he talking about?" Kyoka asked.

Barker groaned and rubbed his temple. "Ugh… he wants us to do a roll call."

"AH! Like those old shows used to do!" Izuku exclaimed, his eyes lighting up with glee at the prospect. "So cool! I'm in!"

"Yeah, me too!" Ochako pumped her fists up and down. "Sounds exciting!"

Itsuka gave a shrug. "I'm down if they are. What about you, Kyoka?"

"I… hah, guess have not much choice if everyone else is in." The purplette flung her hands in the air with a relenting grin. "Sure! Why not?" As much as Kyoka wasn't too thrilled, she had to admit, seeing Izuku absolutely giddy at the idea was enough for her to get into it. And it was all too fitting that he was the one to start things off, complete with dynamic posing.

"Ahem… Ensuring justice for the future! Deku!"

"Bringing peace through sound and fury… The Hearing Hero, Earphone Jack!"

"Introducing the Combat Hero, Battle Fist!"

"Floating through the vastness of space! The Anti-Grav Hero, Uravity!"

From there, the Avatar Rangers picked it up… with additional sound effects.

"Able-bodied and Dragon-willed! Jiro DORAGOKU!"

CHOU ICHIRYUU!

"Erk! And Jiro TORABOLT!"

EX-TORA!

"Saying Farewell to this Transient World… SARU RANGER!"

YO! MUKI MUKI!

"The Master of Manga! ONI RANGER!"

YO! ONI NI KANABOU!

"Escapee Number WAN! INU RANGER!"

YO! WAN-DERFUL!

"A Bird Aiming for the Top! TORI RANGER!"

YO! TORI-CKY!

Finally, though, came Taro's turn… and he quietly stepped into center stage doing nothing. All he did was stand completely still, his silence taking everyone by surprise. "T-Taro?" Toni asked, the Rangers all facing to him in concern.

"Father?" Momo approached him cautiously as he kept his head down.

"…Momo." Taro craned his head up slightly to her. "Do you remember… what you and I used to do when you were little?" He reached his hand out and cupped his fingers, curving his thumb slightly in while keeping his other digits completely straight. "Where we made a heart and turned it into something different?"

The young girl was perplexed, but only for a second as the memory came flooding back. A small gasped past her lips, her eyes darting up to see her father's hopeful smile. She slowly smiled back, choking back a slight sob as she brought her hand out and made the same shape, touching her fingertips to her father's to create the shape of a heart with their hands. Then, they brought it above their heads, only to flip it around so that wasn't a heart anymore. Rather, it was the shape of a certain fruit…

"BORN FROM A PEACH! TARO…"

*STOMP*

"YAOYOROZU!"

YO! Nippon-Ichi!

From there, all of the heroes lined up side by side, and from his pocket, Taro produced another white headband that he passed to his daughter. "I want you to finish it off for us, my dear. Show them that our family are natural-born heroes!"

"I'd be happy to." Wrapping the headband around her forehead with a bright pink peach on full display, Momo thrust out her hand toward the villains, who all seemed to cower in fear at the sight. "Prepare yourselves to face the Specialized Squadron…" With one last pose, the group announced with all their might; "AVATAR RANGERS!"

Colossus Rhodes, however… wasn't too impressed. "Really? THIS is what you think is gonna beat us? Come on, guys, let's—" *SHOOM* "W-Wha?!" Spinning around, Rhodes felt his jaw drop as Angry Archer, Professor Princess and Nanosec were all running away. "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU GOING?!"

"I-I just remembered that we've gotta get the escape ship ready for Silas!" Nanosec hastily explained. "But hey, if you wanna try takin' down ALL of those heroes by yourself, then be my guest!"

"Or you could be smart and join us!" Penelope added. "Either way, your call!"

Angry Archer waved back without even looking. "For now, we shall call this a tactical retreat! Fare thee well!"

"G-Get back here, you pansies!" Rhodes stomped indignantly. "Don't you DARE leave me here alo—HEY!" Like clockwork, the rest of the M.E.C.H. agents all beat a hasty retreat as well, sprinting out of the room as if their lives depended on it. "You idiots, too?! Where the hell is your sense of—" *tap-tap* "Grr… WHAT?!" The large man spun around and saw Taro directly behind him… and he was now wielding a long sword. The handle was bright yellow while its blade was a shiny black, the light bouncing off of it in several different colors. "…And what do you expect to do with that?"

With his head held high, Taro confidently stated; "Defeat you. That's what."

"HA! Good luck! GRAAH!" Swinging his fist around, Colossus Rhodes brought his hand straight down upon Taro's skull, intent on crumpling him to pieces. Instead, what happened was quite the opposite. Taro remained standing as straight as an arrow as if nothing had happened. The only thing Rhodes achieved was making the floor crack beneath the unflinching man. "…Oh no."

"Hm, so you finally realize your folly." Taro reached one arm up and wrenched on Rhode's wrist, making a sickly cracking sound. "Well too little, too LATE!" In a move that left the quite a few slack-jawed, Taro hoisted Colossus Rhodes over his head and swung him down into the floor HARD. So hard, in fact, that it left a crater upon impact. "See, depending on how long I'm repressed, my strength increases in proportion to that. And let me tell you…" He lowered himself down next to Rhodes' head. "It's been a while since I was able to cut loose."

Rhodes growled and went to get up. "Grr… you bastards! I'm gonna—OOF!" But before he could so much as sit up, Jiro over and stomped on his chest, now in his silver and white armor. Directly behind him were the other Avatar Rangers as well, along with the U.A. Students.

"Ah-ah-ah!" Torabolt wagged his finger. "We've got unfinished business, ya piece of shit! GET HIM!"

All at once, the Rangers and students practically swarmed Rhodes, almost as if it were a mugging. They beat him down with a flurry of punches and kicks, the ones from Maurice and Takeru being some of the most potent. Toni came down hard with her club weapon as well, while Barker slashed his claws across any area he could reach on the man. Kyoka unleashed hell upon his eardrums with her Quirk while Itsuka and Izuku aimed straight for his head with their own blows, successfully knocking him for a loop before Ochako came in and touched him, making him float high into the air.

"You're in for a hard hit!" the brunette assured. "And that's a promise!"

Hopping over to his brother, Taro let out another laugh and smacked Jiro on the back. "AHAHAHA! Perfect! Our enemy is right where we want him! Let's finish this together, brother!"

Torabolt snarled and cracked his neck, finding his sibling's words annoying. "Grr… you're lucky I hate him more than I hate you, brother. Fine, let's go!" Pressing the Tiger symbol on his chest, the armored hero signaled the beginning of his final attack.

TIGER OUGI!

As Jiro charged up with white, crackling energy surrounding him, Taro brought up his sword and clenched it with all his might, pouring his stored-up power into the weapon and making it glow with multiple different colors. And all the while, the sword began… chanting.

Mo~Motaro Zan! Momotaro Zan!

Mo~Motaro Zan! Momotaro Zan!

The entire room almost seemed to darken with how much energy was being let loose, to the point where everyone else went to duck for cover. After a moment, though, the two were ready to unleash their power. "Toudai Muteki… SHIN AVATAR RANBU!" With blinding speed, Taro shot forth toward Rhodes, the energy of his blade being the only thing anyone could see of him.

Pulling the trigger on his axe, Torabolt lunged forth as the energy surrounding him took the form of a huge, white tiger, which pounced at Rhodes as well. "Raijin… YAMIKAGE BYAKOU!"

Hissatsu Ougi! MOMOTARO ZAN!

MIDARE RAI KO! HOWATTAH!

The brothers crisscrossed each other's paths as they slashed their weapons across Rhodes' back, destroying the pilons on his back and creating a MASSIVE explosion that sent him flying out of the room. The frail old man SMACKED against the wall and took a spill to the floor, only to scramble to his feet and scream in fear as he ran away. "AAAAAAH! Everyone! Wait for ME!"

"That… was very impressive." Windblade remarked.

"Zrkt—Lit 'em up real good!" Bee gave a thumbs up.

The adults, however, were much less enthused. "…I think I'm ready to go home now." Inko resolved as Izuku came over, resting his hand on her back reassuringly.

"Yes, so am I." Mika agreed, walking over to her daughter to give her a warm hug. "And you… we need to talk about all of this."

"Hah, yeah, I know. I—" *BOOM* Kyoka was cut off when the sound of a distant blast cut her off. "AH! W-Where did that come from?!" But as the seconds passed, several more explosions could be heard… and they seemed to be getting closer. *BOOM-BOOM-BOOM*

With each blast, the foundation of the place shook more and more, until bits and pieces of the building started coming down around them. "…Aw, shoot." Jazz realized what was probably going on. "They're tryin' to go scorched earth on us! We gotta get outta here!"

Arcee wasted no time in activating her commlink as all of the humans gathered around them for safety. "Red! We need pickup! NOW!" On cue, the GroundBridge reopened and the pink Autobot hastily ushered everyone to go through. "Come on! Let's go! Move, move, MOVE!" Once all of the humans were through, Arcee, Jazz, Bumblebee and Windblade jumped through the vortex themselves, leaving the building to collapse as the GroundBridge closed. "Prime, this is Arcee! The objective is secured, we're headed home!"

…..

Back outside, meanwhile, Silas smirked as the missiles he shot took the entire structure down, all while the Autobots could do nothing but watch. "First rule of combat; never leave the enemy with the spoils." Out the corner of his eye, he could see the M.E.C.H. transport ship come flying up from its hidden location in the nearby woods, which he took as his cue to leave. "Swindle! If you wish to fight another day, I suggest you pull back for now." he said through his chopper's onboard speaker.

"My thoughts exactly, pal." Swindle agreed as Silas flew his helicopter into the massive transport ship. The con-bot set his optics upon the Autobots across the way… only to be met with ALL of them aiming their weapons at him and Skullcruncher. Not to mention that All Might was there as well… however, he seemed a lot worse for wear. "…Though I get the sense that none of you will let us leave without a fight."

"You're damn right!" All Might raised his fist. "Now, get ready to learn what it REALLY means to be PLUS—" *POOF* "Ultra—huh?" Just like that, the Number One Hero's body finally gave out, returning to his skinny form. "…Agh, dang it."

Optimus briefly glanced down to his friend. "Worry not, All Might. He has no where to go." The Autobot leader and his troops kept their weapons concentrated on the Con duo. "He cannot fly, after all."

"Yeah! Now put yer hands up where we can see 'em, ya couple a' scrapheads!" Jetfire demanded.

Swindle rolled his optics… but strangely complied with the demand, as did Skullcruncher. "If you insist. But just so you know…" With a flick of his wrist, Swindle brought his remote back out and quickly pressed the button, setting his other hand on Skullcruncher's arm at the same time. *FLASH* The Autobots were taken aback when a flash of purple light erupted from where they stood, with Sideswipe, Sunstreaker and Springer even shooting at them when it happened. But unfortunately, it was too little, too late, as Swindle and Skullcruncher reappared in the M.E.C.H. transport's open entry hatch with arrogant smirks. "A good business man ALWAYS keeps an insurance policy!" the con-bot finished.

"NO!" Bulkhead aimed his cannons up at the ship, the other bots following suit. "They're gonna get away!" The team let loose with a barrage laserfire… but to their shock, all of the blasts rebounded in several different directions off of seemingly nothing. "W-What the scrap?!"

"It would seem to be a forcefield." Airazor noted. "I could see the rippling effect as the lasers bounced off."

Jetfire whipped his head toward his leader. "Sir! Permission to head after 'em!"

The Prime, however, shook his head. "No, it would not be wise. Human settlements would undoubtedly notice if we give chase." Optimus craned his head back up, catching Swindle's gaze just before the rear hatch closed and the transport ship went rocketing off into the night. "But I doubt this will be the last we see of them. Besides, we have what we came for." He touched his hand to his temple, activating his commlink. "Arcee, excellent work."

"Thanks, Prime." Arcee responded on the other end. "But we're still not done yet. …There's gonna be a lot of clean up to cover."

"Yes… yes there is." Optimus noted, gazing upon the destroyed warehouse while his Autobots regrouped. "Have Red Alert contact Agent Fowler. It is time that we begin doing more research into this organization called "M.E.C.H.", and hopefully end their threat before they become considerably more dangerous." His optics narrowed seriously. "No more families shall be kidnapped under my watch. This, I vow."

…..

A/N: Well, that was… an interesting rescue, to say the least. Not really what you'd call "conventional", but hey, it still worked out in the end! Momo, Inko and the Jiros have all been rescued and no one got hurt in the crossfire! Unfortunately, Swindle and Skullcruncher DID get away with M.E.C.H., but you can be sure that this won't be the last we see of them. The Autobots just gotta get that teleporter away from Swindle to prevent these kinds of escapes in the future…

But going over the chapter itself, we got some extra light shed on the backstory of this old semi-retired hero team that Mr. Yaoyorozu led himself… as well as the nature of his and his brother's Quirks giving them split personalities. But hey, with powerful Quirks like theirs, you'd expect them to come with SOME kind of catch. Though while Jiro's Quirk comes with a more violent personality, Taro's is… more hyperactive, to say the least. And VERY over-the-top to boot. And yes, in-universe, they based their appearance off of the Avataro Sentai, so they're not 1-to-1, but very heavily inspired by them.

Aside from that, though, the rescue mission was pretty much your standard base-storming, complete with quick action, lots of fighting and… a roll call. Yeah, wasn't about to pass something like THAT up, as ridiculous as it may seem. Ya can't really have a Sentai/Ranger homage without the classic roll call. And hey, it even allowed for a nice moment between Momo and her dad, so there's that. Still, Colossus Rhodes just can't catch a break, it seems. At least the rest of the S.U.V. know when to quit when they're ahead. But now that the adults have been rescued…

And now, the Preview! Things in Autobot base go from calm and happy to rather heated as the adults argue over what to do about their children getting involved in an alien war. Of course, Optimus tries to quell the conflict as best he can, but will it be enough to save the kids from permanent grounding? The next day at school is bound to be interesting, though… as the threat of Finals looms over the horizon. Next Time; Of War and Studies. Thanks for reading, everybody, and I'll see you all next time! Stay safe out there, and remember;

GO BEYOND! PLUS ULTRA!