This is the second time I tried to make this story dead and come back. The reason why? It's just…I don't feel like a good writer, I really feel like I need reviews, I need critics, I need to know what I'm doing good, and how I can do better. Anyways, to the story.

Orion carried two members of the infamous criminal group known as the Stunticons Wildbreak and Dragstrip in his vehicle mode, the two were unconscious and he had Stasis cuffs on their hands as they stayed inside his cargo, and they had just arrived at the the Rodion Police district, wasn't as much Criminals he wanted to catch, but these guys worked for Motormastor, hopefully he could get something out them, (he bet he could get Wildbreak to break immediately) but he had to ignore the nagging in his head.

He never did get an answer with his talk with D. Sure, he got reassured, got told he needed to keep going, but it didn't change his doubts. Was what he was doing mattered?

The Senate was corrupt. Everybody knew that. He knew that now. But he underestimated how corrupt it was multiple times. He could be underestimating it even right now. And if D's right, things could get ugly, urgh, think later, do job now, bring the two to cells, than interrogate them, if they don't have anything that's actually useful, he could talk to Motormastor in person, an trade, Motormaster may be small time, but he has connections, he might know somebody who works for the Senate, and he might get an answer to an question he had been asking answered, who caused that explosion?

Well, time to do that. Orion dumped the two Stunticons on the ground and transformed back into robot mode, he promptly grabbed the two by their heads and dragged them by the Energon leashes connected to the Stasis cups and walked with them to the door, pressing the numbers of the password on a computer terminal next to the entrance, he expected it too open…but it didn't, so Orion simply put his fingers between the doors (dropping the Stunticons) and forcibly opened them! Electricity cackling before shorting out, Orion promptly re-grabbed the two criminals and walked inside.

The entire room was dark, power out, several cables hanging from broken ceilings, bullets were laying on the ground, and bullet holes littered the entrance room, but something else took Orion's notice.
"Wheelarch!" Orion yelled as he dropped the two Stunticons (again) and went to the body of his friend, and upon seeing it, Wheelarch now lacked his head.
"Dead." Orion muttered. His eyes narrowing, Orion brought out an Ion Blaster, and was no guard. He went through the various rooms, checking for the people who caused this, even walking past his own office, where he didn't know the heads of Springarm and Wheelarch were placed in his trophy case…

Orion walked through the corridors, the lights that were once dimm, get brighter, and brighter, and Orion began charging his Ion Blaster, and entered a corridor…where Kroma, Dreadwind, and Whirl? Currently, handcuffed, stood.
"Nobody move!" Orion yelled, pointing the charged Ion Blaster.

"Heh. Well, look who it is. We were afraid we'd miss you officer." Kroma sneered, looking at Whirl.

"Captain, just so you know, these guys aren't my friends, this wasn't my idea, and I would be gladly on your side ripping these guys apart. " Whirl admitted, causing Dreadwind to hit his shoulder with a blaster, which caused Whirl to hit Dreadwind's leg.

"Uh huh. I hope you all have an calm and reasonable explanation once I'm done with-wait, where's Darkwin-GAH!" Orion was blasted from behind, dropping his Ion Blaster as he fell to the ground. Moving quickly, the police captain, Orion grabbed the Ion Blaster and aimed at Kroma, firing, however Kroma dodged quickly, with the blast going towards Whirl and Dreadwind, with Dreadwind letting go of Whirl, and the Bot was hit in the leg.
"AW SON OF SCRAPLET!" Whirl fell to the ground, Orion grunted, and was ready to pull the trigger again, but Darkwing stomped his foot on Orion's head and crushed the Ion Blaster with his fist!
"Heh, you know, call me a hypocrite, but I don't like Bots who have faceplates, I prefer to see them scream y'know" Darkwing said mockingly, transforming his right hand into an arm cannon and putting in on Orions' head, ready to open fire.

" ." Orion simply raised both his legs and they hit the ground.

TSU-CHU-CHU!.

Orion's transforming legs shifted into his vehicle's mode left side, putting Darkwing face plant onto the ground, and he promptly drove to the armory room, and transformed back into robot mode, running.

"I'm not really one for macho sound bites…" Orion commented as he reached to grab an Ion Blaster, also disappointed that there were quite literally no weapons, although that did make him think that since none of the Bots he was fighting right now were holding them, how big of a fight did Springarm and Wheelarch put up? Orion would have to think about that later.
"But for your cases, I'm willing to make an exception!" Orion said, pointing his new Ion Blaster at Kroma and his goons along with Darkwing and Dreadwind, clicking it…only for nothing to happen. It was out of ammo.
"...son of a-" Orion jumped to the side to avoid their blaster fire, and transformed into his vehicle mode, and drove to find a place to find cover, Kroma grinned, as he and the others chased after Orion, finding his tire trails leading to Springarm's office.

Kroma and the rest opened fire, the laser blasts tearing through the office, Orion hiding in Springarm's desk, where he turned his head…and saw Springarm's decapitated body.

"... Springarm…" Orion mournfully muttered, however before he could continue, laser fire had continued and had been plowing through the desk, forcing Orion to stay in place, he looked down and saw several police badges.
"I have to ask you officer…all those trophies…all those commendations, all those awards…what use are they to you now?" Kroma mocked Orion with a grin,and then suddenly a flurry of badges came flying towards them, one hit Darkwing's visor, cracking it and knocking him to the ground, another clogged Dreadwind's blaster, while one hit Kroma in the face, making him stumble, giving Orion time to retreat into the closet room, while carrying Springarm's body.
"I'm so, sorry Springarm, you deserve so much better than to die like this." Orion said as he entered the room and closed the door. Orion stared at Springarm's body, and put his hands on his face in panic and frustration.

"Nice work Pax. You're stuck inside a room so small, you can't switch to your alt mode, and your only weapons are Arms Cannons that ran out of ammo, long before you went on your earlier patrol." Orion muttered.
Outside, Kroma was scowling, with Dreadwind reloading his gun, Darkwing was covering his optics, wiping away Energon and pulling carefully the remnants of his broken visor.
"Come out and face us! At least your colleagues had the guts to confront us…head on." Kroma's scowl turned to a grin, as he chuckled at his dark joke of what he and his goons did to Springam and Wheelarch, but then his grin turned into a scow due to hearing awkward laughter from Dreadwind.
" Heh, "Head on", it's funny, cos, y'know, we cut of their-" Dreadwind stopped talking once he saw Kroma glaring at him.

"Yes. I know. I said it, on purpose." Kroma said, to which Dreadwind decided to finish reloading his gun instead of continuing to talk.

Inside the room, Orion had opened Springarm's chest component, revealing his T-Cog.

"Transformation Cog. It's still warm. Which means, that in theory, it should be possible to…" Orion paused in hesitation. He then heard the sounds of a gun, energizing. He turned back to Springarm, pressing a button his palm, his finger changed into a wire, and connected it the T-Cog, filling it with Energon, causing it to turn and move.

"If you're in there Springarm, or if your watching from the Allspark, I hope you can forgive me for what I'm about to do to you…" Orion said, a loud noise came from the T-Cog.

Outside, Kroma and Dreadwind heard a noise.
"You hear that?" Kroma asked Dreadwind who raised an antenna from his earpiece to try to hear the noise better.
"Is-is he growling at us?" Dreadwind asked. Kroma's ear also raised an antenna, and tried to hear the noise better as well.

"No. It sounds like…an engine!?" Kroma said in confusion, before an explosion came and destroyed the door! The smoke cleared and out came Orion Pax riding on the transformed corpse of Springarm, using Springarm's weapons, he blasted Darkwing down, and slammed Dreadwind into a wall! Kroma only narrowly dodging, as Orion jumped onto Kroma and punched him down on the ground.

"You have the right to deactivate your vocal cords." Orion said, he grabbed Kroma and then punched him in the face.

He then punched Kroma's gut.
"Anything you say, will be recorded and replayed in front of a court of law." Orion said, before punching Kroma again, knocking out some of Kroma's teeth, before pulling Kroma to his face.

"You have the right to Xaaron-Approved Defense Attorney, do you under the rights, as they have been read to you?" Orion said, staring into Kroma's cracked and clearly frightened visor…where Darkwing was walking behind them, clutching his broken visor while holding a spike, clearly intending to impale Orion, Orion dropped Kroma and turned to face Darkwing who was read to stab Orion.
"ARRRGH!" Darkwing groaned in pain, giving Orion enough time, to improvise. He punched Darkwing's face, then pulled out his face plate…and put his hand inside Darkwing's mouth, knocking him out.
Whirl, freaking hated his life now, more than usual he meant, still crawling out of his former workplace is one the least terrible things that's ever happened to him.

Then he heard footsteps.

Whirl, sighed and turned his head back, "I didn't ask them to rescue me." He said to Orion.

"...that, was a slaughter." Orion said in contempt.

"...Your talks with D-16 were monitored. You were their target." Whirl said, Orion crouched to Whirl's level, and right now Whirl felt…nervous.
"If they hurt D, or Maccadam,then what I'm about to do, is gonna be even more easier for me."
Orion said.

"What are you gonna do?" Whirl asked Orion, who simply looked at the door.
"...first, I got two Stunticons to put into custody, after that…you're helping me." Orion said.