Beast Wars:
Amnesty
By: Michael
Chapter 4
Depthcharge and Maximus Primal clashed, their swords meeting. Both
fighters
pushed forward against each other, hoping
to force the other back. Finally, they both backed off.
Then their swords crossed again.
"Before you left to search for Protoform X, did you ever wonder why the
Predacon uprisings died down?" asked Maximus
as he stared Depthcharge in the eye.
"No..." was Depthcharge's reply.
"I killed their resistence leaders," stated Maximus, using his
distraction
against Depthcharge to force back the large blue
Maximal.
"And that's suppose to scare me?" growled Depthcharge who pushed
Maximus
back.
Depthcharge parried a blow from Maximus. He swung, hoping to take off
Primal's head with one slash. Maximus blocked
it. He did a turn-around side-kick to Depthcharge's side. Depthcharge
was
knocked back. When Depthcharge got up,
Maximus knocked the sword out of Depthcharge's hand. Maximus hit
Depthcharge across the face with a spinning
wheel kick.
"RAAAAHHHH!" screamed Maximus as he raised his sword and went in for
the
kill.
Before he could swing, his hand was caught in mid-air by Depthcharge.
"Lights out time," said the Manta Ray who viciously slugged Maximus
across
the face, knocking the General back several
feet.
"Alright you Optimus Primal reject, I want some answers!" said
Depthcharge
in an intimidating voice, "Where's Silverbolt
and what have you done with him?"
Maximus Primal got up. "Defeat me and you will know," he said
tauntingly.
Without warning, Maximus raised his arm-
mounted laser and fired into Depthcharge's side. "Aaaahhh!" screamed
Depthcharge. Maximus leaped back to his feet
and slashed his sword into Depthcharge's wounded spot. Depthcharge
screamed
even louder.
"Music to my ears..." said Maximus joyfully as he tasted the mech fluid
that
was on his sword.
"You wanna play dirty, huh?" said Depthcharge who was on the ground.
His
leg kicked out, sweeping Maximus's leg
and knocking down the dark Maximal. He got up, clutching his wounded
side.
He had not expected Maximus Primal to be
so fast of a shot.
"Now I see why you've risen in rank so fast," remarked Depthcharge.
Maximus charged Depthcharge. Reacting quickly, Depthcharge whipped out
his
gun and blasted the sword out of
Maximus Primal's hand.
"But there's a reason why I was the only one able to track down and
capture
Protoform X," said Depthcharge.
"I see I've underestimated you," said Maximus.
The two charged each other again. Depthcharge slammed into Maximus,
knocking the General down but Maximus
got his feet under and kicked Depthcharge off. Depthcharge backflipped
through the air and landed neatly on his
feet. Maximus threw a punch but Depthcharge caught it and threw
Maximus
down on the ground, knocking the wind out
of the Maximal General. Maximus' foot, however, lashed out and caught
Depthcharge by the chin, knocking down the
large blue Maximal.
Depthcharge got up and wiped the mech fluid from his mouth. "I haven't
had
this much fun since X," he admitted.
Maximus got on the offensive and charged Depthcharge. Depthcharge
step-sided it and smashed his elbow into the back
of Primal's head. While Maximus was dazed from that, Depthcharge ran
forward and kicked the Maximal general back
several feet.
Maximus got up again and attacked Depthcharge furiously. Maximus drove
his
fist into Depthcharge's stomach. Depth-
charge kneeled over in pain but punched Maximus across the face as hard
as
he could. Depthcharge then viciously
upper-cutted Maximus, followed by a roundhouse kick to the side of his
head.
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Rhinox, Cheetor, Rattrap, and Dinobot ran down the streets as fast as
they
could.
"How do you know they're in trouble, pussycat?" asked Rattrap.
"Trust me, in my dream, Blackarachnia and Depthcharge were in great
pain,"
replied Cheetor breathlessly.
"And seeing how most of his dreams foreshadow something, Cheetor's
concerns
shouldn't be considered lightly," said
Rhinox, "Cheetor, your flight mode can go up to speeds of Mach 2. You
can
reach Depthcharge faster than any of us
can. Just follow Depthcharge's signature on this scanner."
Rhinox stopped and handed Cheetor the small machine.
"On my way," said Cheetor. He picked up the scanner and blasted off,
leaving everyone behind in a cloud of dust.
Rattrap coughed. "I hate it when he does that," he remarked.
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Meanwhile, the fight between Depthcharge and Maximus Primal was getting
fiercer.
Depthcharge staggered back after a vicious punch across his jaw by
Maximus.
Maximus leaped into the air, intent on taking down Depthcharge with a
powerful kick. Depthcharge had other plans
however, and shot an energy disc towards Maximus. The disc struck
Maximus
dead-on, knocking the Maximal General
to the ground.
Maximus Primal got up and wiped away the mech-fluid flowing down his
lip.
"I must say, I really underestimated you,
Depthcharge. But however, it's time I started getting serious with
you."
"Hahahahaha!" laughed Depthcharge.
"What's so funny?" asked a bewildered Maximus.
"All that time, I thought you were an actual threat! They say you,
Strika,
and Obsidian are Cybertron's greatest warriors
but all I've seen so far are three stooges who can't even locate
energon
with a radar! If your idea of getting serious is by
talking me to sleep then by all means, go ahead!" sneered Depthcharge.
Maximus Primal opened his leg compartment to take out something oddly
familiar. It was something that looked strangely
familiar to Depthcharge. It suddenly clicked with Depthcharge. It
looked
almost exactly like the Transmetal II Driver
Megatron used to create the new Dinobot.
Depthcharge's confidence suddenly changed to fearful caution. "Wh--
Where
did you get that?" he stammered.
"It was a gift from the Tripredacus Council," explained Maximus, "One
year
ago, General Ramhorn appeared in a private
audience with me and gave this to me as a gift."
"By the Matrix! What does the Tripredacus Council have to do with all
of
this?!?" wondered Depthcharge
"This Transmetal X Driver, as Ramhorn has told me, has become an
extension
of my fighting abilities. I rarely use it but
in a certain situations..." Maximus stared at Depthcharge intently, "It
becomes absolutely necessary."
Maximus' eyes glowed blood red and then, his chest compartment opened
to
reveal his spark. Depthcharge suddenly
found himself frozen with fear.
"Dear Primus... a Transmetal X?!? As if the Transmetal 2's weren't bad
enough... how did the Tripredacus Council get to
this certain 'X' stage???" wondered Depthcharge, "Come on, Depthcharge,
blast the guy now before he has a chance to
change into whatever creature that device will turn him into!"
Depthcharge raised his missile launcher and fired several rounds.
However,
the TMX Driver cracked with energy and
several bolts of electricity struck out and destroyed every one of
Depthcharge's missiles. Finally, a bolt came out and
struck Depthcharge's chest, knocking back the large Maximal.
Maximus held the Driver to his spark. A bolt of electricity connected
both
of them. The Driver suddenly grew legs that
attached itself to the spark. Soon, the TMX Driver forced its way onto
the
spark until it absorbed the spark, creating
a fused amalgam of both spark and Driver. Maximus Primal screamed in
agony
as electricity surrounded his entire body,
mutating him slowly.
Depthcharge got up and stared at Maximus' transformation in mute
horror.
Maximus' hands enlarged as razor-sharp claws
grew out. His chest got larger and larger, as well as his height. A
row of
spikes grew out on his back and finally, a pair
of metal wings sprouted out of his back. Maximus continued screaming
as
more and more energy surrounded his
body. Finally, a blinding flash of light engulfed everything.
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Cheetor saw the flash of light in the distance.
"Whoa! Wonder what that was!" he thought.
The tracking device in his hand started beeping.
"Depthcharge must be at where that big flash took place. I wonder
what's
going on with him and Blackarachnia?" Cheetor
wondered.
"Jets, Maximum Burn!" he cried.
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Depthcharge opened his eyes. To his surprise, there was nothing in
front of
him at all.
"Where did he go?" wondered Depthcharge, curiosity overcoming his fear.
"Right behind you," growled a low, voice.
Depthcharge spun around to look straight into the eyes of a
monstrosity.
The creature that was Maximus roared a fierce
mechanical roar that echoed for miles.
A monster now towered over Depthcharge. It's fangs gleamed with
Depthcharge's reflection. Before Depthcharge could
react, a fist crashed into Depthcharge's gut, knocking the Maximal
Manta to
his knees. Depthcharge clutched his stomach
in pain.
"I hope you like my new body," growled Maximus throatily, "The only
time
I've ever had to fight in this form was when I
faced the leader of the Predacon Resistance, Magmatron. Before I tore
his
throat out, he told me that his nephew
Megatron would return to Cybertron to conquer the planet and bring
about a
golden age of Predacon rule. But since
Megatron died in the Beast Wars, it's a threat that carries no more
meaning.
Still, I wish to know which of you survivors
killed Megatron?"
Depthcharge did not reply. Instead he managed to stand up again and
emitted
several energy discs through his chest
that blasted Maximus full force.
"There's your answer," smiled Depthcharge.
But soon, the smoke cleared to reveal Maximus unscathed. "That's no
way to
treat the future ruler of Cybertron," he
snarled. Maximus' serpent-like tail whipped out and coiled itself
around
Depthcharge's throat, lifting the blue Maximal
into the air. Primal's wings extended out as well. His wingspan was
even
larger than Megatron's. Maximus gave Depth-
charge a swift punch to his stomach again, knocking the air out of the
water-based Maximal. Maximus then smiled,
revealing his razor-sharp fangs. He then bit down on Depthcharge's
shoulder
hard.
The pain was agonizing! Depthcharge attempted to scream but Maximus'
tail
squeezed his neck even harder until he
coughed out mech fluid. Maximus Primal loosened his tail on
Depthcharge's
neck and grabbed Depthcharge's face with
a giant hand. He slammed Depthcharge's head into the ground hard.
Depthcharge's systems sizzled briefly before he
went into stasis lock.
Another roar was heard behind them. Maximus turned around to face the
Transmetal II named Cheetor.
"Whoa! What the spotted heck are you?!?" wondered Cheetor loudly.
This
large creature frightened him no doubt but
Cheetor was sure that he had seem something similar to this on Earth.
He
remembered the large, terrifying creature that
sometimes stalked and killed cheetahs and their cubs in the wild. He
once
scared one of them off from killing a small batch
of cheetah cubs with a few blasts. Tigatron had berated him afterwards
for
getting involved in what he considered the
circle of life. Then it came back to him. Cheetor remembered the name
of
this terrible predator. The creature that had
defeated Depthcharge and stood before him now had the face of a Lion.
Except in this instance, this Lion's face was
mechanical and skeletal, with glowing red eyes. It also had
dragon-like
wings along with a serpent-like tail. Its back
included a long row of spikes and its claws looked like it could even
slash
through Transmetal II armor.
"Who.... who are you?" asked Cheetor cautiously.
"I am... that which haunts the darkest depths of your nightmares,
Cheetor!"
it growled
"How do you know my name?!?" yelled Cheetor. He quickly Maximized and
aimed
his gun at the monster.
"You'll know soon enough," snarled the creature. It raised a huge claw
hand
and a blast of lightning came out of it. The
burst of electricity struck Cheetor. Cheetor screamed as he was
electrocuted. He fell to the ground, wounded.
"Ooowwww..." murmured Cheetor. He could barely stand now after such an
attack.
The creature lifted Depthcharge up and flew off.
"Man..." said Cheetor weakly, "I think I'd rather be filled with
cybervenom
than have to go through that again!"
He spotted Blackarachnia's body a few feet from where he stood.
"Cheetor to all units," he said weakly, "I've found Blackarachnia....
just... follow my signal.."
He activated the radar to give notice to the others and then fainted.
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Several cycles passed before Rhinox and the others found Cheetor and
Blackarachnia and took them back home. After
the two recovered, the group sat down together and discussed all that
had
happened.
"We still don't know where Silverbolt is.. AND Depthcharge is missing
now.
Talk about a disappointment," said Cheetor
gloomily.
"At least we know Obsidian and Strika are behind Silverbolt's
kidnapping,"
said Rhinox.
"But the question is, are they acting on their own or from orders from
above," mused Dinobot.
"Dinobutt's got a point! I'm willin' to be some of those sneaky
senators
may be behind all this!" declared Rattrap.
"I'll try to bring this before the High Council," offered Rhinox, "I
hope
they'll be willing to listen."
"Not a chance!" said Blackarachnia bitterly, "Those bureaucrats don't
care
about any of the pain or fear we're going
through right now! I say we find Obsidian and Strika and pump their
fuel
rods full of cyber-venom!"
"Cheetor," asked Rhinox, "What exactly was it that took Depthcharge
off?"
"I dunno.. it was some sort of lion creature with wings," Cheetor
responded,
"It blasted me with lightning and took off
flying."
"Whoa, kid!" cried Rattrap, "First of all, any 'bot on Cybertron
shootin'
lightning outta their palms seems kinda
outlandish!"
"I'm telling you, that's what he did!" insisted Cheetor, "He seemed
like
some sort of mutated Transmetal II... or more!"
A sudden knock was heard at the door.
"Cock and load your weapons, Maximals," whispered Rhinox, "We could be
expecting anything."
Rhinox walked over and opened it. Down on the floor was the
unconscious
body of Silverbolt.
"By the Matrix!" exclaimed Rhinox.
"Silverbolt!" cried Blackarachnia.
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After what seemed like hours, Depthcharge woke up. He looked down and
noticed that his body was strapped down
with energy bonds on a chair.
"Oh slag," he muttered. He then noticed that all his wounds were
healed.
He must've been in a CR chamber while he was
out.
"The only question remaining is, how the slag do I get outta here?" he
wondered. Suddenly, the door slid open and
in came Maximus, in his normal robot mode, and Senator Nero.
"I knew you were behind the whole thing, you dirtbag!" snarled
Depthcharge
at the Maximal senator.
"Temper, temper, Depthcharge! I only wish to talk with you, my
friend,"
said Nero smoothly.
"Yeah? And you can just kiss my aquatic skidplates!" retorted
Depthcharge.
Maximus immediately punched Depthcharge across the jaw.
"You will address my master in a polite manner," said Maximus.
Depthcharge glared at Maximus and spat in his face. Maximus' eyes
glowed
red with anger and reached for his sword...
only to have Senator Nero stop him.
"Calmness, Maximus! We have much to discuss!"
"I bet we do," said Depthcharge sarcastically.
"What I want to know, Depthcharge, is what EXACTLY happened to the
Protoform
X experiment that was aboard the
Axalon with Optimus Primal's crew," said Nero.
"He's dead. I rammed an energon shard right through his twisted
spark!"
said Depthcharge, savoring every word that he
said.
"What a shame... I had plans for it," said Nero who was somewhat
disappointed.
"So you can set it loose on Cybertron?" asked Depthcharge angrily.
"What exactly was Megatron doing on planet Earth?" asked Nero, ignoring
Depthcharge's question.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" hissed Depthcharge.
"I do know, in fact," said Nero, "The discs contained information on
revealing major energon sources... as well as
instructions left by the original Megatron to killing Optimus Prime
while he
slept, disrupting the flow of time and space. If
his instructions were followed by any rogue Predacon leader, think of
the
consequences," said Nero, "Now... what
happened to the golden discs?"
"How should I know?" said Depthcharge, "All I cared about on that
planet was
killing X."
"You're being difficult, security chief," said Nero, "Maximus, you know
what
to do with people who are difficult."
Maximus nodded. He took out an energon blade and slashed Depthcharge
across
his wrist, causing mech fluid to
gush out.
"YAAAAHHHH!!!" screamed Depthcharge at the agonizing pain. He finally
gritted his teeth together and stared Maximus
in the eyes.
"Do your worst," growled Depthcharge.
"With pleasure," was the response.
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In a laboratory deep in the underground labyrinth of Cybertron's
sewers, a
new spark had come online.
"What.. am I?" he said to himself. He emerged from his capsule still
feeling groggy. He looked around at his surroundings
carefully.
"Better yet, where am I?" he said softly. From the test tubes to the
machines, he could tell it was a laboratory of some
sort. He saw two capsules right next to him.
"I wonder if there's anyone else in these?" he wondered.
Peering inside one of the capsules, he saw a spark and in the other,
another
spark.
"These must be my brothers," he said in amazement.
He wandered across the laboratory, noticing how he travelled on a
singular
wheel instead of legs.
"This must be how I get by," he said. He looked down at his hands.
They
were not hands in a conventional sense of
having five digits. Instead, they were three-digited capture claws.
"I wonder what I can do..." he said and instinctively pointed his arm
towards one of the test tubes that lay out on the
table. Without warning, a blast came out of his hands and destroyed
the
test tube.
"Whoops," he said sheepishly, "I hope nobody saw that..."
The young 'bot wheeled himself towards what looked like a mirror.
"So.. this is what I look like," he murmured. He was a short, pink
'bot
that stood on one wheel. His head also faced
forward, making him look more hunched. He also had a visor for his
line of
vision instead of two optics.
"Still, one question that hasn't been answered yet... who am I?" he
said
aloud.
"You are... Thrust," said a voice behind him.
The pink 'bot who was now known as Thrust turned around to see two
large
'bots who were badly damaged.
"You're injured!" cried Thrust, forgetting about himself and rushing
forward
to help the two 'bots.
"Thank you, my son," coughed the smaller 'bot who looked like he had
quite a
nasty fall, "There is a CR tank a few feet
away from us, would you help us to it?"
"Of course," said Thrust.
He helped both of them step into the CR tank.
"You will be okay, right?" asked Thrust, with his voice full of
concern.
"Of course, little one," said the larger femme-bot smoothly, "After we
are
healed, we will talk."
"Got it," said Thrust, glad that they would be alright.
A megacycle later, the two injured 'bots came out of the tank, fully
healed.
"Thank you for your kindness, Thrust," said the large female 'bot,
"It's
time we introduced ourselves to you. I am Strika
and this is my partner Obsidian."
"Are you my parents?" asked Thrust. Obsidian and Strika both blushed
at the
question.
"Not quite, young on," said Obsidian, "But we will look after you. You
see
Thrust, you are a Vehicon, as your brothers
will be once they wake up. Our duty is to defend Cybertron and follow
those
strong enough to lead our planet to glory
and victory."
"I see," said Thrust, "And who is the one strong enough to lead us?"
"Only Maximus Primal is powerful enough to rule Cybertron and it is he
whom
we follow!" declared Strika proudly.
"You see Thrust, our goal is to defend Cybertron and we define our
loyalty
to Cybertron by whoever is powerful enough
to rule it!" explained Obsidian. He was interrupted from going into
detail
any further by the two capsules suddenly
glowing.
"Ah, I see your brothers have awakened," said Obsidian to Thrust.
Thrust
stared in amazement as two of his "Vehicon"
brothers rose.
"I hate having my beauty sleep disturbed," said the blue, jet-like
Vehicon
who rose up.
"Where the slag are we?" asked the other in a gruff voice. He was a
large
tank-like drone with a single cannon on his
shoulder. He wore a large red visor.
"I see you're all awake now," said Obsidian, "Come with me now and I
will
explain everything. You will understand your
purposes soon enough, Thrust, Jetstorm, and Tankorr."
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It was a very tense night. Waspinator, Rattrap, and Rhinox managed to
go to
sleep. Blackarachnia was still awake, full of
concern for Silverbolt, whom she was tending to.
"Don't worry, Rover," she said to a sleeping Silverbolt, "I'll make
sure
Obsidian and Strika pay for this!"
Meanwhile, Dinobot, with his more enhanced senses, stayed awake on
guard.
He looked down upon the city, scowling
at the sight that he was seeing. The sight of Cybertron was certainly
magnificent but deep down, a part of him longed
for the natural beauty of Earth, as much as he hated to admit it.
Cheetor, in the meantime, had drifted asleep from fatigue.
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Cheetor awoke to the sound of nature. He opened his eyes and before
him,
the sun gleamed.
"Whoa! How did I get back here?" he wondered.
Around him were several rolling fields of grass. He saw humans around
him
sitting there and having fun. The children
ran across the grass, playing their Earth games.
However, the skies slowly darkened. A sinister, familiar voice was
heard
from above.
"Teehehehehehehe!" it laughed.
"No... it can't be," exclaimed Cheetor.
"Oh, but it is, pussycat," teased the voice.
Several giant tendril-like claws appeared from the sky and dug
themselves to
the earth. Soon, the ground rumbled and
massive earthquakes, tsunamis, and hurricanes erupted all over the
world.
Cheetor stood his ground but even he was afraid. Suddenly, the ground
beneath his feet opened and he fell down into
the abyss screaming, while the evil voice cackled insanely.
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Morning soon came and Cheetor woke up with a gasp.
"Man, these dreams I have keep getting worse and worse," he said,
"But... it
wouldn't hurt to get some more sleep."
He dozed off again, this time peacefully.
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Meanwhile, the interrogation session between Maximus and Depthcharge
was
over. Depthcharge had been beaten and
battered to an inch of his life. It didn't help matters that Maximus
had
used the energon blade on both his wrists and his
neck. Nero couldn't help but notice how much delight Maximus took in
the
torture of another being. Now the large, blue
robot was in stasis lock and the Maximal Senator was still upset that
he had
obtained no information from Depthcharge
whatsoever.
"Maximus, bind him and take him to the CR chamber," said Nero, still
upset
that Depthcharge told him nothing, "We will
begin this sequence again tonight after he has made a full recovery."
"At once," said Maximus Primal. He broke the bonds holding Depthcharge
and
dragged away the water-based Maximal.
"I'm surprised he managed to hold out for that long," muttered Nero,
"Nevertheless, his strong will will die off given
enough time and torture."
Maximus dragged Depthcharge to the CR tank. After punching a few keys
into
the computer, Maximus produced some
brand, new energy bonds, which he tied up Depthcharge with. He set
Depthcharge down in the CR tank.
"You're certainly a sentient being worthy of respect," said Maximus,
"Most
Cybertronians would have given up their
secrets after the first slash."
He left the room quietly.
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Soon, the entire Axalon crew were awake. They were discussing what
happened
to Depthcharge.
"We don't even know where to start looking for him," said Rhinox.
"Yeah, and if we're lucky, we'll all disappear one by one because of
some
big bad monster," joked Rattrap.
"Grr, I'm telling you I didn't make that up," growled Cheetor,
"Everytime I
tell the truth about something, as unbelievable
as it may sound, it always happens to be true. And every time, you
choose
not to believe me until it's too late!"
"Alright, alright," said Rattrap, who knew from experience to not
discount
Cheetor's words, "Calm down, pussycat."
A knock was heard at the door. Blackarachnia opened it to look down
upon a
small pink 'bot whose vehicle mode was
that of a motorcycle.
"M'am," he said politely, "Your friend Depthcharge is in our custody.
We
found him badly injured in an alley and we
remembered how he was with your crew. Right now he's recovering and
we'd
like for you to go see to him if at all
possible."
"They've found him!" exclaimed Silverbolt, "Let us hurry to greet our
friend!"
Dinobot narrowed his eyes in suspicion at the small pink 'bot.
Waspinator
also felt the same.
"Hmm, Waspinator not so sure about cycle-bot," Dinobot heard Waspinator
whisper.
"This is probably our only chance to get Depthcharge back," thought
Rhinox,
"Even if it is a trap, we have to risk it if
we want to rescue him."
"Let's go," Rhinox gestured towards the Maximals and the two Predacons.
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The motorcycle 'bot led the team of Maximals down the street. Rattrap
noticed how most of Cybertron's citizens eyed
them suspiciously. Most sentients on Cybertron had never seen
Transmetals,
Fuzors, or Transmetal II's before. It was
natural for them to feel some curiosity mixed with fear.
"By the way, the name's Thrust," said the pink 'bot, "I'm new to this
section of Cybertron. I've heard various stories of
your exploits in the Beast Wars. About how Protoform X came alive, how
Optimus Primal led you to victory, and how
Megatron had big plans of genocide against the Maximal race."
"Most of these stories are just myths and rumors," said Rhinox,
"Chances
are, history won't even have any mention of the
Beast Wars. The real Beast Wars isn't as glamorous as many people on
Cybertron think it is. We lost friends in that war
and almost our lives because of a madman. The Beast Wars took away the
innocence of some and changed us all in many
ways."
"I see," said Thrust, "Ah, we've arrived. This is one of the new
police
stations set up on Cybertron while you were
battling Megatron."
They entered the building.
Blackarachnia leaned next to Silverbolt. "I don't have a good feeling
about
this, Rover," she said softly.
"Fear not my love," said Silverbolt, "No matter what, I will stay by
your
side. And whatever dangers we face, good will
always triumph in the end."
"I wish I had your positive attitude," whispered Blackarachnia softly.
"Wha? How can Depthcharge be in here?" asked Rhinox. The whole area
was a
wide dome without Depthcharge in
sight. Cheetor, Rattrap, Waspinator, and Dinobot looked around in
bewilderment. The lights turned off.
"Vehicons, attack!" a voice rang out. Without warning, Thrust turned
on the
Maximals, opening fire on the unsuspecting
Maximals who were not prepared. The lights came back on and the
Maximals
found themselves surrounded by Obsidian,
Strika, Thrust, and two new robots.
"Boys and girls, this is where the fun begins," said the sleek, blue
jet-like robot, "The name's Jetstorm, pleased to
meet your acquaintance." He looked at Blackarachnia and whistled.
"Say,
babe, why don't you ditch that dog-faced loser
and come with me?"
Blackarachnia growled and aimed her gun at him. The large tank-drone
spoke
as well.
"Tankorr SMASH!" he roared. He cracked his knuckles eagerly and aimed
his
mega-cannon at the Maximals.
The Maximals went into their fighting stances, readying themselves for
battle.
"Ladies and gentlemen of the jury," said Obsidian ominously, "Enter the
Vehicons."
To be continued.