Transformers Loud Road to Wrecker Style

by ECHO173

The Wreckers, an Autobot Subgroup that came to Earth stranded on the planet after their ship was damaged, now they are now tasked to aid the Autobots in stopping the Decepticon threat by taking on missions they normally couldn't with Sector 7 also known as N.E.S.T. However, a new threat emerges, the Terrorcons and their counter to the Wreckers, Mayhem.

3. Chapter 3

(A/N: Hello yet again everyone, I hope you're all doing well for you but I have some unfortunate news, a few years back I announced I was going to make a Beast Wars spin-off but to due countless editing and straight up writers block I had to cancel the project as a whole, sorry to my fans who would have wanted to see it but there was no way I could make it fit into the story either, it would be in the Loud Road Ahead universe with references but it just wouldn't work out, especially with half the major original villains from Beats Wars already in the Loud Road Ahead)

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 3: More you know

Story summary: After finding the underground bunker that belonged to Doctor Arkeville, NEST and Wreckers had to send human ally Ronnie Anne to search and shut down the secretary of the said bunker, but now they faced a new threat, Mayhem, luckily for Ronnie Anne she had acquired something that could help her.

"Holy scrap, this is so weird!" Ronnie Anne stood in the middle of the room, in a full suite of robotic armor that appeared out of nowhere. "Whoa, what is this stuff?" Ronnie Anne questioned as this was so odd, how was this possible? "Where did it come from?"

"Hiss, Powermaster armor?" Iguanas' words caught Ronnie Anne's attention; she looked curious about what he said.

"What? Powermaster? What is that?" Ronnie Anne asked.

"Why would I tell you anything." Iguanas then aimed his weapon at her, pulling a trigger that fired a powerful gust of wind that launched her back crashing into a wall, a shelf with parts and machinery was knocked off. "Grrrrah, humans." Iguanas then turned to look at the box he was holding and started making it to the emergency exit, ripping it off the hinges and tossing it aside, but stopped when he was hit by something that looked like a miniature car engine, making them stumble and looked back to see Ronnie Anne throwing another one that the Terrorcon dodged quickly.

"Whoa, I feel stronger!" Ronnie Anne's mask and visor covered her face then leaped out of the way as Iguanas blasted more powerful gusts of air from their weapon. They fired shot after shot missing every time making the room a mess. Ronnie Anne didn't notice but she felt faster, it had to have been the suit. She then noticed the emergency exit door, picking it up she charged at Iguanas who fired a few shots, but the door took each hit and used it as a battering ram pushing the Terrorcon into a wall, she then threw a punch hitting the door leaving a dent, hitting the Terrorcon in the chest. "Okay, I should make a run for it now."

Ronnie Anne then looked at the box, she needed to grab it and run, that is what Punch told her, she hoped they were alright, she also questioned who they were and where they came from. She picked up the case before seeing another case and red tape, she then had a plan. "Time to prove Lincoln isn't the only one to come up with plans."

Iguanas moved and removed the door, seeing Ronnie Anne pick up the box before running into the emergency exit, he then started to chase after her, she was faster than before. "GRRRAH! Curse you!" Iguanas shouted as he followed her into the hallway of the exit, just down the hall was a ladder that went up, she stopped at the ladder and leaped up, she was hoping to just skip a few steps but went up a few feet. "Okay, I should stop being surprised by this suit! I hope I get to keep it!" Ronnie Anne then started to climb, holding the case with some tape around her arm as she climbed, Iguanas following after her, she made it to a hatch seeing a lever that she pulled which opened to the outside.

Ronnie Anne then pulled herself out from the hole, slamming down the hatch of the exit to block Iguanas in but they stabbed through it with the energy blade they had cutting it open. "Oh scrap!" She then started to run only to stop as she saw the total chaos of everything damaged and the Wreckers beaten badly. "Oh scrap!" Ronnie Anne was then tackled to the ground with Iguanas holding her down, ripping the case out of her hands. "Oh Scrap! This is not my day…"

Iguanas then held the box, but it was off, it was lighter, and the tape pattern wasn't the same, he then ripped it open showing it was empty. "HISS! You little pest!" Iguanas then noticed the girl was out of his sight, he heard someone cry out his name and watch out, looking down he saw her hiding out of his sight before throwing a punch upwards, hitting them and sending them flying.

"Alright! This suit is awesome!" Ronnie Anne then turned around to see that things were still not good. "Oh right, I almost forgot-" Ronnie Anne was then cut off as three figures landed behind her, looking up to see three Transformers, one was in all white armor with a red face and yellow eyes, his helmet with horns on their head that make them look like bunny ears. One was had red body and tanned wings on its back and limbs with an orange face. And the last was grey armor with a green frame under the armor with their head looking like a cone, their face looked like a gas mask. "There is a lot of you huh?" Ronnie Anne took a few steps back.

"R-Ronnie Anne?" Hot Rod was confused, he looked at her wondering what happened down there. "What happened to you?"

"I have no idea!" Ronnie Anne answered with the one in all white reached down to grab Ronnie Anne, but his hand was shot at making him stumble back, they looked to see Hot Rod had aimed and fired a few shots with pipe arms. Blackout ran over and stomped on Hot Rod's arm, hard. "HOT ROD!"

Blackout then aimed a rifle at Ronnie Anne, telling her to back off and stay put, these guys had everything against them, they were a threat. "Five minutes!" Agent O'Neal shouts, catching everyone's attention. "We have been sending messages to the Autobots every once often, a coded message to tell them that everything is fine, once we miss one message they are to arrive and help, in five minutes the Autobots will arrive along with far more members." O'Neal stumbled their way, when the Insecticon duo was throwing others, he was one of them. "Can you take on everything the Autobots have, including a Titan?"

"The Autobots have a titan?! I thought the reports from Thunderwing were exaggerating!" Fractyl said that he was in total fear, he was panicking. "Oh, Primus! Oh, Primus! We are dead you hear me?! DEAD! We can't take on a Titan!"

"Calm yourself now Fractyl!" Blackout ordered but his ally was still panicked.

"This is bad! Bad! I don't want to fight; I shouldn't even be here! I'm no soldier! I was never a Decepticon to begin with! I'm a geologist given a bounty for landing on an organic-only planet by mistake! I swear I didn't know!" Off-Road then slapped Fractyl.

"Calm down you drongo! The titan is probably a fraggin' furphy!" Off-Road shouted. "Blackout, your call, mate."

"There isn't anything wrong with a tactical retreat, the Autobots will swarm us, and they might have a Titan with them!" The conehead jet spoke. He noticed Alpha Bravo, the two Insecticons finished beating him up, and their optics met, to the Terrorcon they looked familiar, but the Wrecker felt hate.

"As much as I don't like agreeing with them, Thrust makes a good point…" The odd copper-colored Terrorcon spoke. "Fighting a small army allied with a Titan is self-termination."

Then the Baja buggy called Ruckus spoke or rather shouted right next to Flatline. "I DON'T WANT TO DIE!"

"Agh! Ruckus, right in my Audio receptors, if you can't control your volume, control the distance, please." Flatline pleaded.

"SORRY DOC! NOT MY FAULT I CAN ONLY YELL NOW! I BLAME SHOCKWAVE!"

"Everyone blames him for everything."

Blackout looked around; he noticed some looked worried while others didn't react at all. "Iguanas, do you know where it was?" Blackout demanded an answer.

"I couldn't find it at all! She must have hidden it." Iguanas answered. "Another thing, he is here too." Those words caught Blackout's attention; he cursed under his voice.

"Frag, alright Mayhem, we're returning to base." Blackout announced before they all started to leave, some transformed back into their alt modes, but Blackout stopped for a moment before turning to Agent O'Neal. "Right, a friend would like to say hello to you, Jason." Those words shocked O'Neal, Blackout then transformed and flew away.

Once Mayhem was gone, everything seemed to calm down. Ronnie Anne ran over to Hot Rod, her mask and visor removing itself to see him with her own eyes. "Hot Rod! Are you alright?!"

"Yeah, but what about you? What is that armor you're wearing? Is that a suit or something?"

Ronnie Anne looked over her armor. "Oh, that lizard guy said it was something called Powermaster armor."

The other Wreckers were worse for wear, beaten badly, Broadside was covering his shoulder, a knife wound that cut deep, Rack'n'Ruin were helping them up, Kup stumbled back onto his feet walking over and helped Impactor stand back up from the ground, Ironfist and Whirl looked over Roadbuster, they were unresponsive and feared the worst, as for Alpha Bravo he just stared at where Mayhem had left not moving.

"So, when are the Autobots showing up?" Ronnie Anne asked with O'Neal shaking his head.

"It was a bluff, we didn't actually have any contact with them. Now then…" Agent O'Neal then pointed at her and the armor she had covering her. "What is all this about?"

Location: NEST HQ AKA Wrecking Pit

The base was busy, many soldiers were roaming around as they aided with most of the Wreckers that were injured, luckily it was a few dents that were easily being fixed, but more worriedly things were different for Broadside, Roadbuster, and Tankor, the triple changer had a deep stab wound that was slightly fixed while the other two were still out cold. They had even to bring the medical bed they had out to help out. Ironfist was up and about as he was using the medical bed controls with Minerva doing her main purpose, which was to heal the others.

Both Tankor and Roadbuster were still out cold, the Wrecker on the medical bed while Tankor was on the ground with a mix of mechanics and engineers were looking them over, but they were not alone. "How did this happen?" A voice spoke out, it was Ratchet that was looking over them all over along with his Minicon partner Red Alert. "They seem to be fine vitally, but it seems they experienced a spark cut off for a short time."

"I can answer that one." Impactor said getting the medic's attention. "Flatline, he was there."

"Flatline? I thought he would have been offline some time ago."

"That's what I would have thought since I heard he was moved on the list a long time ago, Ratchet," Impactor replied. "Agh, Ironfist, how is Roadbuster looking?"

"You should ask Minerva that, she is scanning them and keeping them alive." Ironfist replied.

"Technically Roadbuster isn't dying, but what Ratchet said is correct, his spark was out and came back on somehow?" Minerva explained she was confused as to how that happened, not having any information on the matter.

"Right, that is Flatline, he can affect someone's spark from what I heard, cutting it off from the body and making others seem or feel like they are offline. It is terrifying when you think about it, no wonder when they suspected him of going rogue, he was put on that list." Ironfist explained.

"Hey, I have a request and a question!" Getting everyone's attention, Ronnie Anne shouted as she was being looked over by scientists and mechanics alike for the suit she was wearing. "Can I have people please stop being so close, I'm feeling really uncomfortable now."

"Decided until we get that suit off for a hundred reasons, one person one being that I want a suit like that." Agent O'Neal replied, getting a chuckle from a few of his peers as he didn't sound too serious. "The other being we need to get you home by 6 pm or mother is going to be asking questions. We don't want you to go home wearing a fully decked-out robotic suit made of what is best described as alien metal. Now for your question?"

"What is this 'list' you guys mentioned?" Ronnie Anne asked curiously.

"Yeah, that is a good question, I overheard, what is this list and the DJD you mentioned?" Agent O'Neal wanted an answer, Impactor really didn't feel like talking about it and O'Neal wanted answers. "What is it? Tell me now."

"DJD; Decepticon Justice Division, a squad of assassins and murderers with a list of targets Megatron made personally, most of them anyway. They targeted Decepticons who were either traitors, cowards, deserters, or those who didn't truly support the meaning of Decepticonism. They go by codenames, the five major cities the Decepticons took over during the beginning of the war." Impactor had explained, a chill shivered down Ronnie Anne's spine, they actually went so far that they had some sort of punishment team for their own. "They didn't just eliminate them too, they took their time with everyone on the list, I think I'm on it but Megatron made it an order that I was to always be on the bottom of it, thinking the first traitor should be the last to die most painfully way imaginable. Some even say that list is just practice before they get to me."

The room was nearly silent, many people looked sick from what they just heard. If anyone in this room didn't know or have any reason to dislike or despise the Decepticons before they did now. "How could… why?"

"It was meant to be a way to strike fear in every Decepticon, though something odd has happened lately, no one knows where they are currently, they have been M.I.A. as of now," Impactor explained as the medic looked them over, luckily it was only some dents that weren't too damaged.

"But why are you on the bottom of the list?" Agent O'Neal asked, it was something he didn't understand why he was always last on this list.

"It is because I was the first deserter of the Decepticons, sometime after the beginning of the war on Cybertron we set up a trap to catch Optimus off guard, but it went wrong, Grimlock dropped a building on top of me nearly getting me offline, then Ratchet found me." Impactor said while playfully patting Ratchet on the shoulder.

"How you survived was impressive, but it was a headache for what happened next." Ratchet added.

"Wait, weren't you always an Autobot?" Ronnie Anne was confused, it did make sense, at the beginning of the war some Cybertronians would stay out of the fighting before getting caught up in all the fighting.

"Not really, I was a freelance medic, I was treating the neutrals of the war, anyone who needed help I'd help them, I found Impactor and patched him together, there he saw how those who didn't fight were suffering. When Optimus came to me for help with a few Autobots, Whirl found him and was about to gun him down until I saved him again." Ratchet explained.

"Yeah, I beat him up afterward." Impactor looked at Whirl, pointing his harpoon at him before brushing it under his throat like a knife motion, Whirl just lifted one of his claws, and Impactor knew it was a rude hand gesture. "But I helped them get medical supplies, Me, Kup, Roadbuster, Whirl and five others were separated, and I took charge, pointing out what they needed to do, I ended up joining the Autobots and started the Wreckers."

"Hehehe! I remember that I still remember the ship I crashed into a Con named Rot Gut." Whirl added as he tried to get up. "And you losing your new hand and just to stick that harpoon in your wrist, iconic look really."

"Whoa, you've been through a lot, huh?" Ronnie Anne asked. "Maybe even too much for lifetime."

"This is war, and in war we tend to experience a lot, now then… where did they get those guys?"

"I think I might have an idea." Agent O'Neal looked over a tablet. "Around a month ago before your arrival, a bounty hunter named Lockdown arrived on Earth for Ratchet."

"Of course, they had to have been some of his prisoners." Ratchet added.

"That Fractyl guy said he wasn't a Decepticon and that he landed on an organic-only world, which would explain a lot." Ruin commented that everything was starting to make sense.

"We have recovered some of the data from his ship as we were looking for some of his prisoners. I can ask Wheeljack to send a copy of the data." Said Ratchet.

"No need, I already did." Agent O'Neal then pressed a few buttons on the tablet before a large monitor turned on, showing some data. "Alright, let's see." The screen then showed a list of prisoners, some they'd never seen before. "Scrap, guess this is everyone he ever captured, the list goes on and it is written in Cybertronian." They scrolled down the list finding anything, they ended up finding what he could before finding the bottom of the list along with the other Mayhem members they could remember. "Here we go, wish I can read it though."

"We can, the two Insecticons, Chop Shop and Barrage, they worked for Scorponok a while back but faked their deaths, geez, they have committed a number of crimes too, Larceny, arson, assault, what the frag is rockocide?" Impactor pointing out the two Insecticons.

"I can see data on the wolf, Carnivac, a hunter from Eukaris in exile for eliminating his tribe's leader, hmm, odd, doesn't take me for the disloyal type." Kup added.

"Look, the lizard guy, Iguanas huh?" Rack pointed out. "He wears a bio-shell that is permanently attached to him, looks like he's done a few assassinations and breaking and entering in a… lizard sanctuary on several worlds. Huh, it looks like Lockdown caught him by laying a trap too." Ruin said taking this info rather oddly. "He just put a hologram of a rare lizard in a cage and set it, in the report he said he felt disappointed that it worked.

"Then there is Octopunch, a scientist from Aquatron, he was arrested for being a pirate who robbed anyone he believed to have any wealth, caught by Lockdown but… wait." Ratchet spoke and read some more. "That's odd, he was a respected researcher who got well paid for his job but why would he… oh, it was that he was let go from the Aquatron research division but was let go for suspicion of… Cyber-Grafting." This made us all the Wreckers look horrified, if they could puke the ground would be covered in liquids no one wanted to see. "By the looks at some physical checks, it looks to be true too…"

"Blackout said that, but it might be true, Primus, some of these guys needed to be locked up." Impactor was shaking his head in disguise.

"Cyber-Grafting?" Ronnie Anne looked confused. "What is that?"

"It is something you don't want to know, trust me." Hot Rod said to her comfortably, he had some care in his optics but was clearly disturbed.

O'Neal turned to Ratchet. "Guessing it is like Grafting but with Cybertronian autonomy?" Ratchet's silence confirmed his question's answer.

"Mayhem is a mix of Ex-Decepticons, criminals, and killers… great, they must fit right in with the rest of those Cons, what do we do now?" Kup questioned.

"What do you expect? We have to take them out when we can." Impactor admitted, no shame in his voice, they had to do eliminate their enemies.

"Now that is settled, now how about that armor?" Agent O'Neal pointed out; he needed to get the armor off of her as soon as possible.

"I've got it!" Ironfist spoke up, out of everyone, he was the least bit injured. "After the battle some people went into the lab and some took that emergency exit into a lab and found some papers, they sent me some of the stuff they found, it is something called Powermaster armor."

"Powermaster armor?" Everyone questioned the name.

"Oh, that weird lizard guy, he mentioned 'Powermaster' maybe that is it!" Ronnie Anne added she remembered what Iguanas had mentioned, and it did help.

"Yeah, Powermaster armor, apparently the locals of Earth thousands of years ago was given the armor, they thought the aliens who gave them it were deities or something and called it Godmaster armor but apparently Arkeville found the real name of it with some research, turns out it wasn't in one Isolated area either." Ironfist then pulled out some weird-looking pistol, pulling the trigger it showed a hologram showing different images of hieroglyphs and carvings. "Aztec, Greek, Roman, Egyptian, there have been some Powermaster armors popping up in history giving some powers and abilities."

"That could explain a lot too, people back then didn't understand and wanted to find a reason for anything they didn't know about and pointed to Gods for answers for their questions, some mythologies could be the result of this stuff." Ronnie Anne replied.

"Oh, we already knew that most stuff we learned was aliens, they didn't build the pyramids, but we met one who pointed out the design was similar to their home world, we built it, but they gave us the blueprints for it." Agent O'Neal pointed out. "Honestly, aliens aren't the result of everything, but they can be tied to a lot of it." Agent O'Neal then turned to Ironfist. "Any idea how to take it off?"

"That's the thing… you don't" Everyone was silent for a moment, but before panic or frustration could start, he spoke up again. "FULLY! SHE CAN'T FULLY TAKE THEM OFF! Let me explain, the armor is merged with her biologically, whoever designed the armor wanted it to merge with organic hosts, no idea why though, but she can turn the armor off and into a passive state. She just needs to focus on the armor and wants to take it off then the armor would turn back into its original form, but you can't just remove them easily, try it out."

Ronnie Anne nodded, and everyone around her took a few steps back from her, she took a deep breath, she wanted to take the armor off, she wanted to look normal, she imagined how she looked before the armor appeared. The armor started to glow a red light before moving, across her body before they started to separate into two rings that banded around her wrist, the armor was off. "WOOOO! I feel free-" She lifted her arms up before stretching then hitting her arm on a tool cabinet. "Ow! Suddenly wished I had the armor again." She then noticed the bands on her arm, she grabbed one before it grew in size and removed it from her wrist. "I thought you said they can't-" Before she could finish O'Neal snatched it from her. "HEY!"

"Ours now kid."

"Not quite," Ironfist added. "The armor is linked to her, biologically anyway. They can't be used by anyone other than her and the programming should only accept her unless she is deceased and from Arkeville's notes said… let me see them." Ironfist was then handed the bands where he transformed and started to drive off, going down the hall before a red glow could be seen with the two bands rolling down the hall followed by Ironfist, the bands rolled up to Ronnie Anne, she picked them up smirking while O'Neal looked disappointed. "They'll find their way to her every time. It also seems to summon the armor she just needs to have the bands on and clash them together."

"Really?" Ronnie Anne questioned before putting the bands back on and clashed them together, a blinding light surrounded her and covered her in the armor. Just like before she focused on the armor before it turned off and back into the bands around her wrist. "WHOA! So cool! I feel like a superhero! Lame-O is gonna be so jealous. Like Agent O'Neal is right now."

"What? No, I'm not- Okay yeah, I am very jealous." Agent O'Neal admitted.

"Sweet!" Ronnie Anne then remembered something important, she nearly forgot because of everything that had happened. "Scrap, sorry I almost forgot something, when I was underground in Arkeville's lab I saw someone, an Autobot named Punch."

"Punch?!" Hot Rod spoke, he sounded surprised, didn't expect it, then he remembered Iguanas saying 'he' was there, must have been referring to Punch himself. "If Iguanas was fighting Punch, then that means he was the one they were talking about too."

"Punch? The spychanger?" Kup questioned the name.

"Yeah, he saved me from being attacked by Iguanas at first before getting separated, he should have still been down there." Ronnie Anne then turned to Agent O'Neal.

"We didn't find anything or anyone down there, they might have used another exit to get out, there was signs of a fight, so it is plausible that he was down there, but I thought he was one of the Autobots they were K.I.A. Was he undercover?"

Ronnie Anne was confused; she had to ask some questions. "Undercover? You know Punch?"

"Yeah, he was known as a Spychanger, he could sneak around without being caught, he was an undercover expert, could get in and out of any base without being caught or even suspected. He was the best." Hot Rod explained to Ronnie Anne. "He went missing a few years back, Optimus said he was on an important mission, it has been a long time since he last checked in, so we assumed he was offline, killed by a serious threat named Counterpunch."

"Counterpunch? Let me guess, Decepticon with some history with Punch?"

"That's debatable, Punch has claimed to have fought Counterpunch before but so far no Decepticon has seen a fight but Optimus and Wheeljack have." Hot Rod informed her. "Though he was one of Megatron's best, might still be too, spychanger, info gatherer, recon expert, the guy knows how to get into anywhere and knows how to counter anyone in close-quarters combat, he was in Megatron's inner circle."

"I've seen him before," Ironfist spoke up, he did his best to remember everything from back then. "Back on Cybertron, me and a few Elite Guardsmen had recently captured Soundwave, we were transporting him before Counterpunch had attacked us and freed Soundwave, even taking a shot for him to get him free, even had enough time to get Ravage who was in a different transport ship later, he earned Soundwave's loyalty and Ravage's respect."

"Well, he has been sighted on Earth, guy hasn't been seen though in a long time. It could be he knows about Mayhem and has been tracking them, Counterpunch might even be helping them." Hot Rod added.

"Let's hope Punch is alright, last thing I need is another old friend being confirmed dead again." Ratchet replied to Hot Rod's theory, he wasn't alone, Hot Rod knew Punch, they weren't exactly close as friends, but they did trust one another.

With all this, Impactor slouched against the wall, Ratchet went to help Alpha Bravo as he was beaten rather badly. "Hmm, Counterpunch huh?" He took a moment to realize that they could have been wasted easily and now they are dealing with enemies they knew barely anything or little to nothing about. "Scrap, we're gonna have to go after them at some time in the future, until then we wait."

"Why not just go after them now?" Alpha Bravo spoke up. Everyone looked at him, some confused. "Mayhem, we can go after them, they got the jump on us, but we can take them. Can't we go after them anyway?"

"We aren't going after them yet Alpha Bravo, we need to rest and wait, we'll have to be patient for a lead which could be at any different time and-" Impactor was trying to speak but Alpha Bravo interrupted them.

"No! We should go after them as soon as possible!"

"Calm down kid, we don't know just how many there are, and Mayhem was-" Kup tried to put reason in his words, but the Aerialbot did not have it.

"We need to go after him now!"

"Wait, 'him' what do you mean by that?" Impactor asked Alpha Bravo's eyes would have given away that something was wrong as his optics went wide in worry, but then Impactor remembered something or someone there. "Thrust, isn't it?"

"We need to take them out!" Alpha Bravo shouted in clear anger.

"Hey, kid, calm down ASAP!" Kup ordered. "We don't take personal vendettas! I know you've been through a lot-"

"That traitor with them, with Mayhem! Do you know what he has done? We should take him out!" Alpha Bravo was angry, they clenched their fists.

"Us or you?" Impactor replied Alpha Bravo was looking as if he was about to lose it. "I get it, you have a personal vendetta with Thrust, but you can't let that drive you, you need to keep your head in the game. Set on revenge you'll lose focus, I should know." Impactor raised his harpoon hand. "I wanted revenge on the high caste like Mirage during the war that treated us low caste like the dirt we dug around."

"This is different! Thrust is a traitor!"

Impactor started to look impatient, he rose up from where he sat and towered over Alpha Bravo, not a word said to get him to stop talking but he needed to imply reason. "Listen here and listen well, I won't repeat my words. We don't do things personally, we do things our own professional perimeters even if others don't think so, If you go in there without your head in the game, you'll either get yourself dead or someone else, and that guilt will be on you. Drop it until we get to him and if he surrenders, we take him a prisoner." Alpha Bravo's fist was tightening, he wasn't taking everything. "Get to your hanger and cool down," The moment he said that Alpha Bravo just turned around and started to walk away but Impactor wanted to say one more thing. "You leave the base to go after them, you're out of the Wreckers, I can tell you want to but don't!"

Alpha Bravo just turned his head before going back to walking away. "Understood sir…" He said with venom in his voice.

"Rack, Ruin, you both good to move?" Impactor asked the twins who nodded, they weren't that beaten up. "Good, follow him to ensure he doesn't do anything stupid." The two changed to their alt mode and started to follow their teammate, Impactor sat back down, the awkward silence was loud.

"Soooo…" Ronnie Anne broke the silence. "I know it isn't my place but… what was that about?" She knew she didn't have any rights to know but she still asked to get a foot of understanding, Impactor let out a sigh. "Don't want to-"

"No, no, I'll explain the best I- actually Ironfist, you're better at explaining things, I might mess up explaining," Impactor said with his weapons expert nodding.

"Right, before joining the Wreckers, Alpha Bravo was originally an Aerialbot, a squad of aerial combat experts during the war, Thrust was one of them, one day during the war his leader, Silverbolt, received a mission from Ultra Magnus, turns out the mission was fake… Thrust sold them out, the Aerialbot were seven once, and now it is just Alpha Bravo, he was left for dead until he was found by a medic named First Aid who nursed them back to health later we met up with him, he showed he could be a Wrecker."

Ronnie Anne felt so sorry for the Wrecker, the once Aerialbot who lost everyone he cared about and those he trusted. "I'm so sorry for him." Ronnie Anne said looking down, he must have been through a lot. "So, Thrust was an Autobot?"

"Yeah, we believe he was bribed or something, if we find him, we'll take him down if needed but we can't take our unstable emotions in a fight…" Impactor started to get up and ready to leave. "We've all lost someone in war kid, some of us can take that pain and use it but some go through it differently, I won't judge how as long as they don't harm the wrong person."

Location: ?

In the middle of nowhere, a desert or rocky location like the side of a mountain, the members of Mayhem walked over to a wall that started to open up, each of them walking in, Blackout ordered them all to either rest or patch up. Blackout, Flatline, Off-Road, and Fractyl walked deeper into the base. "Well, this was a wreck, we didn't get the blasted case, and we lost Mohawk, this couldn't get worse."

"I don't see why us losing Mohawk, I never loike the bloody oath," Off-Road commented.

"I think our master wouldn't like how we lost so much and revealed ourselves," Flatline replied.

"Whatever, they'll try to watch over the blasted object, I don't understand why we're after it but that spy of ours said it was something that could help our master's goal." Blackout made it to a room where upon opening it, the room looked like some sort of office, they then found three figures inside it, Bludgeon, Oil Slick, and Rampage who was sitting behind the desk like he was a businessman. "Rampage, what are you doing here?"

"Our master sent me here. He has a message for you." Rampage said with a smuggled tone in his voice, the smirk around his face made Blackout want to empty every weapon he had in the Terrorcon with deadly force.

"Alright, tell me then, what is this message, tell me so you can leave and never see you until the next time our master calls us." Blackout said holding back any anger.

"Our master was furious about what happened earlier, the disaster of that operation earlier… how you messed up trying to recover something he didn't ask for or about. What was that about?" Rampage's words showed he thought little of Blackout, he sounded like a parent lecturing a child.

"That isn't you right to know! Mayhem is my operations, and we are after something that you don't have to worry about! If Thunderwing wants to know then he'll have to show himself and ask!" Blackout scolded back; he was showing his anger.

The air in the room fell off, a crackling sound could be heard, and static was going off around the room. "Well then, how about you ask him yourself then." Rampage replied with his smirk going wider.

The electricity around the room started to move and strike the center of the room, wrapping around the air to form a figure, a skeleton made of lighting to form a body. The energy started to disburse to make a tall being, they were humanoid in silver armor and dark blue patterns on his chest and limbs and a brow on their helmet, their face was made of gold however it looked damaged, the mouth looked more like fangs that were ripped, chipped, and shaved to make some sort of demonic teeth for inside was another mouth that could almost be barley seen, hidden in the shadow of the mask.

"Lord Thunderwing!" Blackout said in surprise of their master's sudden arrival, unannounced and unexpected of them. He and the others all bowed, taking a knee and placing a hand on the ground, showing the respect and dominance, their master had over them. "Forgive us we expect you to arrive so-"

"Silence!" Thunderwing demanded, his voice was rough like static as they spoke up. "Blackout, Rampage, stay, and everyone else, outside." They ordered when Oil Slick and Bludgeon started to leave but they stopped Bludgeon to say something. "Make sure they don't listen in."

"I shall my Lord." Bludgeon replied to Thunderwing's demand as they left.

Thunderwing

-Terrorcon

-Demonic Jet

-Unknown terror of the skies, they are not who they seem

Once the three were alone, Blackout was still on his knee, showing how he respected his master and feared them. They lifted their heads to see Thunderwing tossing a large rag to him landing it in front of them. "Your weapons are used, clean them with this rag I found, a weapons expert is only as good as the weapons they keep clean after all." Thunderwing sounded like he was mocking as they started to walk around Blackout who grabbed the rag and removed one of his weapons to clean it. "You disobeyed my instructions about laying low, if a Relic was indeed in that base, you should have arrived before the Wrecks."

Blackout dropped the rag and looked up. "Lord Thunderwing, we only learned it was there after they arr-" Blackout was interrupted as Thunderwing suddenly arrived up close, their optics meeting with Thunderwing's darkened with hate and malice.

"Excuses!" Thunderwing's voice made them panic and lower their heads again in total shame. "I had high expectations for you Blackout, your warrior code showed you were capable of leading this band of criminals and former Cons on that foolish list of the DJD. If it wasn't for me…" Thunderwing raised an arm, energy surrounded his hand with a damaged mask that looked exactly like the Decepticon symbol appeared. "You and half my Terrorcons would be wiped out from Tarn himself, be grateful I took them out before they could. I saved you all… I did not have you follow me because you're in my debt but because there would be more to find you almost as strong as Overlord."

"We know my Lord, we know this…" Blackout said with panic in his voice, he didn't want to experience their wrath. "I…I will accept any punishment you give me…"

"You reveal yourself to the Wreckers, failed to retrieve this suspected Relic, and you lost one of your own, you think I wouldn't notice you lost one, it was Mohawk, right?" Thunderwing asked with Blackout nodding. "At least it wasn't anyone we needed. Still, you're relieved from leading Mayhem, Rampage will take over… as long as he doesn't let his vendetta get in his way. Hot Rod is in the Wreckers."

Rampage's face looked furious; his hands tightened with fury. "I… will control myself to the best of my abilities… Lord Thunderwing…" He swallowed his anger and pride at the thought of Hot Rod, he had his reasons to hate, everyone had reasons to hate for personal reasons.

"Good, just remember, if you face Hot Rod… imagine I'm behind you to see what you'll do." Thunderwing ordered Rampage. "We are shadows, we have to wait at the right moment before we fully strike. Terror is never sudden; it happens when you never expected." With that Thunderwing suddenly disappeared leaving the two alone with them rising from the ground.

Blackout tightened a fist as he lost his ranking among his Mayhem, it was his, he started it and now it was taken from him and to Rampage of all Cons. "C'mon, let's go address the troops and tomorrow, we'll get that case."

"What?" Blackout asked confused.

"What, you think they'll simply transport it via the ground bridge, no, they'll move it by vehicle. Humans tend to not trust our technology." Rampage explained with them following after them. "Also, where is our Spychanger?"

"I saw him going outside with a few others."

Just outside the base, four of the Terrorcons were together, the white armored Decepticon Ferak, the orange one called Battletrap, Berserker, and Thrust. They looked around before seeing a Blue Honda NSX, one of their headlights was damaged. "I see you made it." The Terrorcon named Thrust spoke up.

Thrust

-Terrorcon

-Lockheed Martin X-35 JSF

-Will stab everyone in the back before actually betraying them

"I had to make sure no one would listen in." The Blue Honda spoke before it started to change and shift and change into transformer, their upper body was covered in the shadows with their blue legs with wheels in the side of them in the legs. "What happened back there?"

"Iguanas messed up, apparently he ran into someone and a human, I guess you could guess who that other guy is, huh pal," Thrust said almost mockingly at the hidden member of their team. "Maybe you should take them out before-"

"I can't do that, and you know that!" They spoke up pointing at Thrust, he then started to talk more. "What about the relic we needed?"

"We didn't retrieve it, we think Blackout also suspects the "relic" isn't actually a real one, they might find out your little plan." Thrust explained to him, their fellow Terrorcon balled a fist and slammed it into a wall of rock. "Sorry for that, guess it is a minor setback?"

"Minor? I think you mean major! We want to end this pointless war, and we could if we just had that fragging thing and now it is in the hands of humans! We were so close to ending it all!" The hidden figure shouted in anger.

"Calm down my friend, we agreed with you about ending this war here." Thrust tried to calm their ally down who was still quickly still in anger. "We can hit their transport when we can then we'll get what you're after and we'll go to the next-"

"Better idea, I get in there." The figure said surprising the others. "I'll sneak in, and we can grab it when I can, I am a Spychanger after all, I have been through worse situations, and I could learn a thing or too while I'm-"

"Hold it!" Ferak spoke up, everyone eyeing him as he spoke. "I have been thinking and this is all starting to get too dangerous!" Ferak's words were trying to sound logical, but to the figure he was finding it annoying. "Listen, when you said we could end the war with one move, I thought it would be a great play, but this is getting crazy, we could get snuffed out if one thing goes wrong."

"Calm down Ferak. It isn't like they haven't thought about it, we'll have a way off the planet and leave behind everyone else as the plan goes off, maybe save a few of them, but I think the sacrifice of a single world is enough to end this war that's been going on for millions of years." Thrust commented at Ferak who would let up and still showed his uneasiness.

"No, look I just don't want to be a part of this anymore! You said this plan would end our war and any problems for our kind, but it is just too crazy, even if we take out both Optimus Prime and Megatron someone else could take over, there is still higher-ranking Autobots and Decepticons out there. After Thunderwing found me and told me that he snuffed the DJD out and offered to keep us safe I took it, and this is going too far, we can stop it here." Ferak said with the figure's eyes glowing in anger.

"We can't and won't stop, we need to keep going! We can do this!"

"Sorry, but I'm out-" Ferak's words fell blank as he felt something, a pain in his chest, looking down he saw a hole in his chest before taking another sharp pain, a shot from a gun, to the chest, he fell onto a knee while holding his chest, the figure at a gun in their hand. Ferak used whatever strength he had left to look up to see the figure walk over and stood over him, aiming his weapon at his head. "W-wait! I-I thought you were once an Auto-"

Click! Bang! Thud!

Ferak's headless body fell, the white armor turned a dull grey with a blue liquid spewing from where his head was, flowing out like oil. "You knew my plan; you think me being a former Autobot would make me think twice." The figure then turned his head to the others, all worried but yet they said or did nothing. "He tried to leave, he wanted out of Mayhem and the Terrorcons, we worried he was going to sell us out to the Decepticons, we all killed him. Give him to the master, he'll give the corpse to that human Doctor as a gift." He then started to walk out of the shadows before transforming back into his Alt mode. "I'll give my same pitch to Blackout, if we run into our other half, we'll take care of it later, until then, don't put them down." They explained before driving off.

Location: NEST HQ AKA Wrecking Pit

At the Wrecker's main base, Ronnie Anne was in the Powermaster armor, she was testing it out. She was going through so many different training exercises, strength training that involves lifting heavy materials such as training weights that reached weight around on over 200 kg, speed training involving her running around on a track that was a total of half a kilometer in length running through it and just under a minute, there was endurance training where she was shot by a cannonball, knocking her through a wall but getting back up almost instantly.

Agent O'Neal was standing next to the cannon that just shot her. "Okay, so far you've managed to lift weights beyond the average human can't, ran for miles on them without stopping, and now you just took a cannonball to the chest and now you feel fine, right?"

"Better than alright, I feel invincible I can take on anything in this suit!" Ronnie Anne announced proudly. "I bet I can take on a soldier in combat too."

Agent O'Neal Snickers at that idea, her a teenage child taking on a fully armed capable soldier who's had years of training, then again, her suit could I'd give her the advantage. "With the suit, maybe, without it, it would be a one-sided fight with you getting into a headlock and passing out from a chokehold. I would rather not explain that to your parents."

Ronnie Anne just scoffed, rolling her eyes as if she was seeing all this as a challenge. "Oh, come on! Look at me, I feel and might be invincible! who wants a piece of me?" Ronnie Anne then heard something slamming on a table, turning to see one of the soldiers of NEST, she heard their name was Hardcore Eddie, having their arms up for arm wrestling.

"You said you wanted the challenge?" Eddie said with confidence, several soldiers who were in the training area of the base started to form around the two wanting to see what was about to happen. "Come on kid!"

"You are so on Eddie!" Ronnie Anne then sat down across from Eddie, raising her hand on the table, both hands clenching.

"Kid no, we don't know just how strong you are." The cheers of soldiers surrounding them deafened Agent O'Neal's words, they wanted to know what was going to happen, to see if Eddie would show off he was strong enough to take on a robotic suit or see him get humiliated by a teenage girl, it didn't matter as they wanted to see something entertaining.

One of the soldiers placed their hands over the two being held, being the arm-wrestling referee to get this ready. "...3!" He started to count, the cheers kept going. "...2!" Agent O'Neal was still trying to protest this idea; he didn't want this as they still didn't know what would happen. "...1!" Both of them tightened their hands with Eddie saving face as Ronnie's grip was strong, almost too strong, he then realized he may have made a mistake. "GO!" The referee shouts letting go of the hands with it starting.

Then it ended.

CRACK!

Everyone was silent, Eddie's arm was lying on the table, the cracking sound from the arm breaking, everyone was shocked, and Ronnie Anne looked horrified. "AH!" Eddie held in a scream as he held onto his arm, which snapped like a twig out of its socket. Others held onto him, two helping him up, Ronnie Anne looked worried and wanted to go forward to look at the arm to see if he was okay.

"E-Eddie! I am so sorry I-I swear I didn't! Dios mío! I swear I-" Ronnie Ane was freaking out, but Eddie spoke over her.

"K-Kid! It's fine! AH!" The pain was a lot to handle, soldiers do expect to experience pain, but no one can always handle everything.

"Medical! Now!" O'Neal spoke up with two soldiers helping Eddie to the infirmary, he then turned to Ronnie Anne, she was looking at her hands, her eyes showing worry, she has hurt others with punches and kicks, ruffled them up a little but never broke anyone's limbs before, she seriously hurt them. "Kid, are you alright?"

"I…" Ronnie Anne's armor than disappeared, and she was shaken a bit from what she just did. "I didn't mean to do it… I swear, I'm… I'm so sorry."

End of chapter