OOC: Er... just a few reminders and notes, guys. One thing, Megas shouldn't be able to detect the distress signal as Soundwave is blocking the communication, making it only detectable to Decepticons. And I know Inferno might not be aware of it or anything, but the Stunticons wouldn't be able to pull themselves around regardless, as they're offline and at least one of them is devoid of any energy. So yeah, just a note.

OOC: Yep. He doesn't know that.

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Tarantulas had done it. Using sattelite uplinks he had managed to locate the autobots in his group, as well as the ones that were taken away. As Inferno was near there, he assumed that, that there must be some decepticons there. He opened up the autobot comlink chanell.

"Prowl, I think I may have found something that could interest you." Tarantulas printed off the sattelite image and ran back to the Ark piece to show the Autobot his discovery.

OOC: Just in case someone made a mistake, Eternity is a tiger. Sorry if you did know but the Dr didn't.
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Eternity wished she could understand what was being said but she couldn't read what they were saying from their lips, then something happened which took her by surprise, a strange red cybertronian cmae charging seemingly out of nowhere, she couldn't see the window from her angle or hear it, and started to blast at the restraints. Hoping that she might be able to take advantage of this situation, though she didn't really know how without enough energy to even twitch, she started to check the room.
While she was scanning the room for signs of an energy source she cancelled her distress signal, it was only using up energy she needed, no matter how small. Besides, by now either the rest of her autobot companions had either recieved it or not. Only time would tell.

Inferno hovered up into the air. "You will all burn in the Royalty's name! The robot fired off a round of flame, some of it burning through the metal holdings on the other stunticon and the autobots. Noticing a human soldier nearby throwing a bomb at him, he shot the bomb before it could hit him.

However, instead of simply exploding, it released a thick white substance that covered the Predacon. Humiliated by his mistake, Inferno tried to get up, only to be hit by another of these strange bombs. Unable to resist the barrage, he began shooting wildly, hoping he could kill as many humans as possible and stop this attack.

The car hung rather unceremoniously on the wall slipped as Inferno's blasts hit the clamps holding it, dropping it to the floor with a CRASH. The sudden jolt re-activated a subroutine deep in Fusion's silicon brain, and his mind flickered into life.

WARNING: POWER LEVELS CRITICAL!!!

Wearily Fusion scanned the area, trying to see what was going on around him. He needed to find a power scource in the next five minutes or he would go offline again! He was supprised when his scans picked up the chaos unfolding around him...there were other Cybertronian signals in the area, along with a number of Humans, and what in space were they doing to each other???

Right now, though, that was secondary. He needed a power scourse, right away!

Prowl mentally received the report from Tarantulus along with the remaining Autobots. Prowl was unsure how exactly Tarantulus had done it, but he had apparently discovered the location of several Cybertronians all emanating from a single point, an Earthen site. Five Cybertronians in fact; four of which were familiar Transformers: two Decepticon signals and two Autobots signals. The other one remained a mystery.

Roger that, Tarantulus, Prowl confirmed, as he speeded away from the site of Los Angeles in the direction of Nevada and specifically the military site that held his comrades. All Autobots, proceed to that location. Shockwave, if youre able to meet us along the way and pick us up, Ill be grateful.

Understood, came a reply from Shockwave, his tone slightly more jubilant then before with the knowledge that his ally, Fusion, had been found.

Tarantulus, I want you to stay where you are and to keep feeding us the necessary information, such as if there are any changes in position. I want to be kept up to date with the situation. Prowl commanded.

Why of course, my wise commander, Tarantulus hissed back, with a little eccentric laugh at the end.

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An undisclosed area in Nevada

Infernos barrage of searing hot blasts continued to break out across the large room, creating crevices within the walls with big circular impacts and throwing varying pieces of debris onto the ground with a loud clang, especially as another restraint collapsed to the floor. Several of the guards sent to deal with Inferno with either ablaze with fire, or their bodies had already been melted by the raging plasma.

Within the observation booth above, Dr. Haster could only look on in shock as almost all of the four Cybertronians they had newly captured, seemed to collapse to the ground, and even more personnel seemed to be killed by the smaller Cybertronian. He was robotic, alike the others, but his size was dramatically different, comparable to the humans themselves. But his firepower was simply out of their league.

What the hell is happening?! shouted out an all-too-familiar voice. Dr. Hasters attention was pried away from the chaos below him to the entrance of the laboratory, and the figure standing about it; General Lazer.

Our facilities are being attacked by another one of the monsters! Dr. Haster shot backwards, as General Lazer reached the glass window and looked down from the balcony to the raging battle below. General Lazers eyes bulged in surprise, before quickly returning to a more clam, strategic mindset.

Evacuate all technicians and personnel off the site! We need to lock down this entire site! Activate all external defence systems! He boomed, a nearby technician relating it into his computer and spreading the message out across the entire military facility.

But if youre doing what I think youre doing, then well lose everything! Dr. Haster argued back.

Are you kidding me?! General Lazer returned, running out of the laboratory with Dr. Haster and Dr. Rays quickly following. We want to capture live, docile specimens. If thats impossible then we need to terminate the threat at once, und-

Sir! shouted a grunt running towards the general, cutting him off mid-speech. The general turned away from the technicians, and looked expectantly at the soldier. The outer defences have been destroyed!

What?! The general repeated. How could that be possible? The enemy is still within the compound!

A loud rumble shook the entire compound, forcibly throwing all personnel within the laboratory, the large holding area where the battle took place, and all other corridors and rooms. This, however, was something far different from Infernos maddening blasts. He momentarily stopped firing, looking around him to locate where it was the quakes were emanating from, what was causing it

Not a moment later, a large explosion erupted upon the ceiling of the giant room, a huge fireball blanketing the top of the room. Small pieces of metal rained downwards, collapsing all around both the humans and Transformers present. Following the explosion, a figure fell through the roof itself!

It was large, robotic, humanoid Transformer, falling from the ceiling and landing upon the metallic floor, sending another rumble throughout the entire facility. Inferno looked upwards at the large, imposing Transformer who looked around himself and the room, before finally turning down and looking at Inferno himself!

Well, well Megatron was right, the other Stunticons and puny Autobots are all here. Weak and gift-wrapped to take home, came a large, booming mutter from Motormaster, the Stunticon that had appeared in the facility, smiling. But you youre something else. I cant get a proper fix on whatever it is you are

Motormaster was looking directly down at the almost speechless Inferno. My sensors indicate youre Cybertronian but I know of no Transformer thats as ridiculously small as you. I wonder if youre a joint collaboration with the Autobots and Earthlings. Either way Megatron would be glad to have you captured as well! Motormaster knelt down, stretching out his large imposing hand as he slowly moved to capture Inferno

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Outside the facility

Several auto-defence weapons blew up in smoke and small scaled explosions, as the remaining members of the Decepticon task force; Soundwave, Ravage, Deadend and Dragstrip. Several soldiers desperately tried to stop them but ended in failure, as more of the facility was destroyed by their presence

"Excellent." Tarantulas kneeled down next to the laptop he had fashioned out. "With the autobots out of the city, I can operate without interference by those self-righteous scrap-heaps."

He set to work. He had made a trio of spider-bots which were busy moving spare bits of debris from the ark piece into his lair.

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Inferno gasped as the giant robot landed on the ground near him. He eyed it as it spoke to him. "A creation of these pitiful fools!?" Inferno burst at these words. "I am a predacon warrior, a servant of the Royalty!"

The ant-like robot dodged the robot's hand as it came in. But when he mentioned Megatron, and ant-like robot went crazy. "I am Inferno, I too serve the Royalty!" he landed and saluted the large robot. "What are the orders of our great Queen, brother? Is he pleased with the carnage I have caused in his name!?"

Tacks backed up against the wall. These things...they spoke of another kind...maybe a schism in their race? He reached behind him, searching for anything. he found nothign but a small dynamo attached to a piece fo PVC...it would have to do. "All right, you two, freeze!" He brought up the dilapidated thing at the two intruders, "I've got a lightning gun and I'm not afraid to use it!" He silently thanked his drama teacher from high school for the lessons he waqs putting to such good use right now...until he tripped. His look changed from fear to shock as the contraption hit the ground, actually sending a bolt of electricity screaming straight at Motormaster!

Oh great, one of the Humans was trying to be a hero!

Motormaster was destracted by the bolt as it struck his chest...it did little damage, but it did send a jolt through his systems! He looked around for the scource of the bolt menacingly, holding his hand up to Inferno to silence him. "I'll deal with you in a moment, small fry. Don't go anywhere." His glowing eyes focused on the now trembling Dr. Tacks, and narrowed evily. "You Humans are more trouble than you're worth!"

Tacks stood up, looking round for any possible escape routes as the massive robot began to slowly advance on him...

"I can help you!"

He jumped and looked around again, looking for where the voice had come from. There was nobody close enough...where had...?

"I can help you, but you need to help me first!" His ears tracked the sound, and he turned somewhat disbelievingly towards the black car parked on the floor nearby. He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came.

"That dynamo!" Fusion hissed quietly, partly to hide the fact that he was active from Motormaster, and partly because he was so low on power. "Hit me with it...use it's full charge! I need the energy! After that, I'll do my best to protect you!"

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"Prowl, as I was flying in I didn't see any base or anything in the area." called Shockwave as he roared down the dusty road towards the location Terantulas had specified. "If it's here, it's gotta be hidden somehow, which probably means it's a major installation. It could be pretty dangerous."

(OOC: Sorry for the short post with Shock...my brain's been on hiatus for some time now )

"...r-right!" Tacks, without hesitation, picked up the dynamo and did as he was told. Setting it to maximum, he sent an even larger bolt hurtling right into Fusion...he hoped he could trust this one.

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"Danger, whatever. It's not like...what in the name of the Matrix..." Megas sped along the desert and saw several smoke clouds rising from the distance...coming from the coordinates he'd recieved! "Guys, this is Megas! Looks like the deceptichumps got there first. Either that or someone's having one heck of a barbecue." Inside the car, the stick shift moved on its own to the maximum position, and Megas sped off down the empty stretch of road he was on...there had to be an access road around here...anything leading him would be helpful. "Tarantulus, I'm sending you some coordinates...see if you can't give me a road map to it from my position."

Tarantulas busily worked at his computer console when Megas' transmission came in. "Hold on, patching you one now." he eyed the map he had made. He had thought about handing the autobots a fake one, but it would raise suspicion, something he didn't need.

Patching in, he transmitted the map. "Good luck."

It was pitiful...how much charge could a hand-held dynamo hold anyway...but it did give him energy, enough to last maybe half an hour, and that was what mattered! As Fusion felt the shock flow through his systems he absorbed it, bringing his systems back online. The yellow neon lights underneath the car flickered into life, and instantly he began to transform!

Tacks watched, spellbound, as the car morphed before his eyes, becoming the nine foot machine that was it's natural form! The featureless head turned to face the doctor for a moment, and the voice called out: "Get out of hre! I'll destract him!"

With that, Fusion was off, running at high speed towards Motormaster, his yellow powerlines glowing brightly! "Hey Decepticon!" he shouted as he ran. "Put down the starter...the main course is here!" Leaping forward, he lunged directly at the larger robot's chest!

Motormaster, taken aback by the sudden attack, was unprepared, and so off balance as Fusion hit him! The attack did very little damage, but the impact was enough to knock him over! There was a massive CRASH as the mighty metal form collapsed over backwards, leaving a large dent in the floor where he landed!

He clambered to his feet again with a roar! "Autobot scum!" he shouted. "You'll pay for that!!!"

Fusion had already made good his escape, using his impressive speed to dodge to the edge of the hangar. "You have to catch me first!" he retorted sarcastically. As he spoke, he noticed the other three robots by the wall of the hangar...two of them he didn't recognise, but the third looked like some kind of Autobot...maybe if he could help her get power too, she could help destract this big guy.

No time to worry about that now though...his destraction from Doctor Tacks had worked, and now Motormaster was steaming towards him like a changing bull! Fusion lept out of the way, beginning to dodge and weave around the attacks from the slower, heavier Decepticon with his speed, and get in a quick attack whenever he could, which wasn't much.

He just hoped his energy would last the fight!

"You dare attack a servant of the royalty!?" Inferno laughed. "You will burn, autobot scum!" The Predacon flew around behind the autobot as he and motormaster fought. It was difficult to aim, as the two were moving. His automatic weapon wasn't exactly true to it's name.

Not willing to risk the trust of his new ally, Inferno eyed the scientist that had just charged up the autobot. "You are the cause of this!" the ant flew down to the scientist and grabbed him around the neck. Aiming his weapon at the guy's head he laughed maniacally. "Desist your attack, Autobot scum!" Inferno grinded his jaw. "Or I will burn this fool's head."

Fusion momentarily turned his head to the side in surprise at Infernos exclamation; he had not been expecting it. Through the momentary distraction, Motormaster raced forwards, and using his right arm, swooped in and grabbed Fusion, Motormasters mighty hand somewhat crushing Fusions torso. Continuing the assault however, Motormaster continued running forwards and lifted Fusions body up aiming for the upcoming wall! Fusion could only register an sensation of inevitable fear and danger, before his entire body was smashed through the wall and followed by Motormaster! The larger Decepticon Stunticon had brought the pair of them into another room; this one significantly smaller then the other one but just big enough to contain Motormasters massive frame.

In a continual motion, Motormaster finally arced his arm, and threw Fusion into the ground, impacting a crater on the metal floor. Fusion cried out in pain, but quickly ended it, not willing to give the Decepticon the satisfaction.

Pathetic Autobot scum! Motormaster shouted. You are nothing to me!

Fusion quickly rolled backwards, and jumped backwards several times, hoping to put in-between them distance! He remembered the danger the human was in, but Motormaster was not giving him the opportunity to go to the humans aid!

Pah! Trying to run?! Motormaster shouted, and his form suddenly became smaller as parts shifted out and in, almost as if the large robot was falling apart. However, in actuality he was transforming, to his lorry form! Not even Prime could best me! he shouted aloud, and revved his engines, charging forwards along the narrow room towards Fusion.

Fusion jumped over Motormasters form just before he was hit, and Motormaster, unable to brake in time, continued onwards until he crashed into the wall behind them, splintering and bending metal around him as he seemed to disappear from view in the dimly lit view.

Oh man, this is not good! Fusion said to himself. Before he could move onwards, a familiar voice halted his activities.

Autobot scum! came a voice from the gaping hole that Motormaster initially caused whilst ploughing Fusion through the wall. It belonged to the Predacon Inferno, who still held onto his prisoner, Doctor Tacks. Desist your attacks, or I will burn this fools head! he repeated.

Rargghhh! came an altogether surprising and fearful voice from behind Fusion, at the other end of the corridor. Quickly recognizing who it was, Fusion braced himself, as the end wall where the lorry form Motormaster had ploughed through caved inwards, and an enraged, robot formed Motormaster burst back through. You! You will die!

An undisclosed area of Nevada

Tarantulus map upload was given to all Autobots; Megas, Prowl, Shockwave and Windrunner. They were all descending upon what looked like a military base, a base not normally found on Earthen maps! The fact that Megas could detect it, and Decepticons there, whilst on the ground and that Shockwave couldnt from the air posed an interesting conundrum, but one the Autobots didnt have the time to consider. They had more important things to do rescuing team-mates!

Prowl continued to speed through the deserted floor. A loud din approached him, and a shadow engulfed his form. Flying above him was none other then Shockwave, who had come to pick up Prowl, and had already, picked up Windrunner.

Good to see you, Shockwave! Prowl said, transforming into robot mode and continuing to run forwards, before jumping up into the air and transforming again into his patrol car form. The underside of Shockwaves secondary form slid open to the side offering a gap that Prowl could enter, and as soon as he was inside Shockwave, the gap closed, allowing Shockwave to now carry him.

This Earthen site was definitely not there when I passed over it before, Prowl. Shockwave reminded.

Hmm. Perhaps it was covered by the desert smoke? Or maybe the Earthlings have managed to develop a system which disguises the base from air and usual satellites. The only way to normally see it would be from the ground? Prowl suggested. Either way we havent got the time to worry about it. The Decepticons are there and so are our allies, we need to provide assistance immediately!

Affirmative! Shockwave positively shouted, and burst forwards at a greater speed.

In no time at all, the three had arrived above the base according to Tarantulus map. Indeed, it was impossible to see from the air, but regardless, the Autobots knew it was there if not for the sounds of explosions offered by the Decepticons carnage.

Shockwave, drop us off here! Prowl ordered.

From this height? Are you sure? Shockwave asked unsurely.

We dont have the time to land safely, and well be alright, wont we, Windrunner? Prowl added.

Thats right! confirmed the motorcycle form next to Prowl.

Okay then, he we go The hatch once again opened and slid to the side, and the patrol car and motorcycle were dropped from the air over the base, falling to the ground quickly as Shockwave passed over, turning around to return to the area.

Right, lets do this! Prowl shouted. Transform!

In a split second, the falling patrol car and motorcycle transformed, the transportation vehicles newly becoming war machine robots, their weapons firmly held and charged for battle. Looking downwards, the faade of a desert seemed to melt away and vanish, and return to what it should have been the Earthling military base! There, Prowl and Windrunner could already see the four attacking Decepticons on the surface of the base.

Take them down! Prowl shouted, and began firing energy blasts at the ground below, aiming for his eternal enemies, the Decepticons.

Tacks smiled silently. "Don't worry about me." perfect hostage tactics. "I've most likely seen everything after this..." If he kept his cool, this hotheaded robot would let go, like other hostages when they realized their pawns were worthless. as pawns. This of course would result in one of two things: his release or his death. He waited to see which it would be...

That moment never came. As he spoke, a 1970 Plymouth Barracuda came roaring through; the wide passageways and general panic made it easy enough for Megas to get in. Transforming midair, he folded his hands together, with a resounding WHANG upside Inferno's head, giving Tacks enough leverage to slip out of the hold with his small frame. "Thanks, uh," "Megas. And that," he said, pointing at Fusion, "and myself," he motioned to himself, "are for all intents and purposes, friendlies. This," he said, pointing at Inferno, "is an enemy. Just like the guy chasing down my buddy over there. Speakin' of buddies...Prowl! This is Megas, come in! I'm fairly certain I've found our buddies...though this annoying little ant decepticon...maybe a mutant Insecticon..." he said, holding his beam sword tip-to-nose at Inferno's face, reaching for his blaster with his free hand "...and one of those Deceptichumps we tangoed with at the site is here too. Not entirely sure how far down I am...but we have humans down here. I think they may be trapped down here, I'm gonna try to give them a lift out once we clean up down here. Megas out."

"You dare strike me!?" Inferno roared with laughter, flying up into the air. As his beast form was an ant, Inferno knew a thing or two about size. It doesn't always matter.

Flying into the air he began blasting at the robot which had hit him in the head. Using his small-frame and higher speed and maneuverability to his advantage.

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Tarantulas listened to the autobots discuss the battle as it took place. At the mention of an ant-like robot the spider groaned. "Already in trouble, are we?" Ignoring the rest of the banter, Tarantulas continued to work hard at his project.

Prowl listened intently to Megas' report, even as he continued to fall down mid air and fired a volley of shots towards the Decepticons below. It appeared that Megas had completely ignored the Decepticons battling on the surface and went down into the inner depths of the base itself. Exactly how Megas managed to do so without being discovered, Prowl didn't know, but regardless he was grateful. It would make things easier for their trapped allies.

"Argh! We're under attack!" shouted Dragstrip, as a laser blast from above collided downwards and almost sheared his arm off from contact with his shoulder. He instinctively looked back up and fired upwards, but by then it was too late, Prowl had just landed on the ground. Hunching forwards, his knees bent from landing, he quickly and fluidly moved onwards and swung his leg forwards in a long arc, before colliding with Dragstrip's back, sending the Decepticon flying forwards a distance. Before he even landed on the ground, Prowl fired another volley of shots, impacting on Dragstrip's back, before he finally landed on one of the military's defence weapons, erupting a small explosion.

The damage wouldn't have completely defeated his adversary, but it would have done suitable damage that the Autobots would need.

"Good, Megas!" Prowl shouted into his com-system. "Good lu-" The connection suddenly froze completely, and Prowl was unable to hear anything but static. Similarly, all of the other Autobots were unable to communicate with each other!

"Autobot designate, Prowl." came an eerily logical voice with a resounding echo. Turning around quickly to the source of the voice, Prowl found a slightly larger purple coloured Decepticon: Soundwave! Wincing slightly, he understood the cause of the communication problems... Soundwave, was, after all, a communications expert, and had telepathic abilities as well. He was interferring with the signal, and made it increasingly hard for the Autobots to succeed. "Foolish Autobot. To fight against us is to only futially refuse inevitable death!"

IC:
Windrunner followed in Megas' wake and tranformed as she came through, becoming her wolf form she moved to the human that ws once held by the ant.
"Do you know whre a power source is, I need to recharge my friend." She nodded over to Eternity who was still immobile...

Tacks sat up. "I can jury rig a power line...do you run on alternating current or direct current?" He limped over to the janitorial closet, clutching one arm. He turned the knob, noticably wincing in pain; his arm was broken. But he couldn't worry about that now...better fractured than dead! He pulled out a pair of wire clippers and opened an access panel.

Megas sighed. "Prowl? Prowl...come in. Ah well." he turned just in time to take a shot in the breastplate. "Aw man. I was hoping I'd KO'd hthe bug. Ah well." He held out one hand,l which spun around, its fingers assuming a circular position on his wrist, holes opening at the end of each fingertip. "Suck laser!" The hand spun faster and faster, releasing a gatiling volley of laser energy at the ant robot.

As the lasers opened up, a small squadron of troops finally made it to the lab. "Reinforcements here, sir," one said to Tacks, who was busy fiddling with wires, "What do you want us to-" "Shoot that one!" He pointed straight at Inferno. "Roger, sir! Rocketeers ready, and fire!"

The air was pierced by the sound of three screaming rocket-propelled grenades flying straight at Inferno's back...

Turning around hearing the rockets coming at him. Inferno flipped around and fired off three bolts of energy, colliding with each of the missles they exploded. He shielded himself from their energy using his arms, which caused him to be sent flying a bit. He noticed a set of lasers blaze past him, but as the force of the missles had launched him back slightly, he had avoided it.

"You will not defeat me!" The ant laughed and dodged around the remainder of the volley of lasers and missles coming at him. He landed next to a beam which ran along the wall. Tearing it out using his ant-claws, he turned to Megas and laughed. Rearing the beam back, he tossed it like a javellin directly at the larger robot.

He continued to grab the beams off of the walls. Unfortunately, Inferno didn't notice that by doing this, what was left of the ceiling was crumbling apart. Tossing each one at Megas.

Motormasters spurt of madness was not so easily distinguished. As the battle raged further within the underground corridors of the base, noticeably so with the arrival of Megas and Windrunner, the entire area quaked and shook. Infernos attempts at destroying Megas meant that the support columns for the narrow corridors were being destroyed, and in no time soon, the entire corridor was likely to give way and collapse. That observation however, was completely missed by Motormaster, who was more concerned with destroying that of the robot who had made him collide into the wall earlier: Fusion.

The larger robot swung a mighty arm downwards and was about to completely hit Fusion, before he was moved out of the way by Windrunner. The two Transformers looked upwards to the imposing Motormaster, who continued his assault with random swings and lunges. These continued to narrowly miss the Autobots and instead do greater damage to the narrow corridor that could barely fit Motormaster within.

Pieces of the ceiling began to collapse, and large chunks smashed on the ground. It was quickly evident to all that the corridor would not hold and that they needed to get back out of it, and into the far more spacious room that the two Stunticons, Fusion and Eternity were once held in. In fact, that was the only exit, for the other was barred by the quickly approaching and insane Motormaster.

Sir! This ceiling isnt going to hold! shouted one of the guards assisting Dr. Tacks.

Ugh! Move out! The scientist cried out, signalling the first people to exit the corridor back into the spacious room that served as the initial battleground.

Infernos attention turned to the moving humans. They were of little consequence really, their power nothing compared to a mighty Predacon elite but they were a noticeable annoyance! Charging after them, he madly laughed as he fired even more shots towards them. Megas, sensing Infernos movement away from the corridor, chased after him to finally defeat him.

Lastly, Fusion and Windrunner barely escaped the falling corridor as Motormaster charged after them, the large purple form shouting loud and insane grunts. As the corridor they were all in crashed down into nothing more then rubble and ruin, all present were reminded of Motormasters presence, and the danger he brought with him!

You! All of you Autobots! I WILL DESTROY EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU SCUM! he shouted out at the peak of his vocal sensors.

Motormaster activated his laser blade, and was just about to slice every single other occupant in the room in half, when his actions were suddenly halted by the introduction of another voice.

Motormaster, this is Soundwave. Do not forget, that whilst we are to destroy the Autobots, we are also to ensure that our allies are retrieved. Came a mental thought that only Motormaster could hear. The voice belonged to Soundwave, the only Decepticon to have mental, telepathic abilities. Think about how easy it would be to achieve this as him.

Motormasters eyes glowed brightly, and a sane laugh escaped his metal lips. Ahahaha! How right you are, Soundwave. The Decepticon shouted, surprising those assembled. They were confused, as it didnt seem as though a Soundwave was IN the room. That that would be even sweeter still.

A loud explosion rocked the ceiling above them. Seconds later, crashing through where Motormaster had entered, were two more figures. Two more Decepticons two more Stunticons! They both landed next to Motormaster, their landing creating imprints upon the metallic ground of their footprints. They all looked to the humans, the Autobots and Inferno, and laughed wickedly.

The two downed Stunticons that were defeated by the Autobots also suddenly arose, their eyes glowing with life, yet their movements betraying that of any conscious. They walked determinately and joined their allies, completing the team of the five Stunticons.

Humans Autobots. Its time for you to understand what true fear is all about! Motormaster shouted, raising his mighty sword in the air, before the energy blade disintegrated leaving a metal hilt. Stunticons!!! Transform! Merge, into Menasor!!

The Stunticons laughter reached an alltime high, and then they each transformed, into a form different from both robot and vehicle. Certain Stunticons were lifted into the air, and then an astonishing feat appeared before the Autobots! The five Stunticons new transformation all joined together, forming an altogether giant, menacing new form. A new robot, and their most strongest foe to date the combiner; Menasor!

Towering high above the Autobots, humans and Inferno, Menasor laughed at the power surge running through his body that was the result on the combination of five Stunticons! However, whilst their power greatly increased without any equal, another facet of Menasor began to suffer his mind! With five, evil, conflicting throughts making up his mind, Menasor began to lose all rational of sense, leaving only one dominant thought. That of power, that of destruction!

Rarggh! The insane beast shouted, and swung his mighty arm that was the size of one Stunticon into the nearby wall, leaving a large crevice and impact, and shaking the entire room, putting it under greater strain. Destroy! Destroy!!! he shouted, and lifted a might foot ready to squash the Autobots beneath him.

Success! Tarantulas laughed gleefully. Using his own personal radio transceiver, and his personally made lap-top, along with his knowledge of the ancient frequencies used by the decepticons. He had finally managed to tap into the decepticon communication frequency. It was hazy, but he could make out various bits of information. He listened atentively. He worked attentively at his lap-top. If he could find the signal's sources, he could locate the Nemesis.

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Inferno gasped at the giant robot as it stood overtop of the gathering of humans and autobots. The predacon did not know what to think. Without the future Megatron's orders, the cybertronian ant was clueless. He looked up at the giant robot again, noting the decepticon logo on the robot, he saluted. "Great servant of the Royalty! What are our masters orders?"

(OOC: Sorry for the delay all >< )

IC:

"DUCK AND COVEEEEERRRRRRRRRRR!!!"

Prowl looked round at the shout, barely audible but growing louder all the time, then quickly dived sideways in shock as the black form came screaming past! Shockwave must have been nearly burning his vocal circuits out shouting like that, but it was the only way of letting Prowl know he was coming without communications!

Not to mention the dangerous airobatics! The underside of Shockwave's Blackbird form was almost scraping the floor as he screached past, creating a sonic boom that blasted rocks in the area to gravel and threw sand and dust up into the sky from his powerful engines!

Even Soundwave seemed supprised by the sudden movement...focused on Prowl and the others, he hadn't noticed the large plane diving down behind them, heading straight for him! He quickly began to dive backwards, but Shock was moving too fast!

"Take this!!!" roared the plane as he releaced a long thin missile, dark black just like his skin, from under his wing, a smoke trail from behind the rocket piercing a direct path zeroing in on the Decepticon! Soundwave barely had time to blink...!

BOOM Rock and sand erupted from the ground and a huge gout of flame mushroomed into the air from the explosion! Shockwave, going far too fast to stop, mentaly gritted his teeth as he entered the flame cloud, the searing heat burning at his skin as it balooned into the atmosphere! Fortunately the Blackbird he had mimmicked was designed to take high skin temperatures with simple high velocity flying!

As the plane burst out the other side of the cloud like a black hawk from hell, Shockwave transformed, flipping over in mid air to land on his feet, facing back towards where Prowl was stood. The smoke was already clearing, the heat from the flaming creater where the missile had struck causing a flickering haze in the air, and as Shockwave's massive form landed with a thundering KROOM, he could just make out Prowl on the other side of the hole, standing up after jumping out of the way. The two Autobots nodded to each other through the haze for a moment, before both of them looked to the crater between them, wondering if the Decepticon that had been stood there could have survived the blast! Shockwave narrowed his eyes...he didn't expect those guys to go down that easily. Slowly he began to step forward, peering over the lip of the crater to try to see inside, see if Soundwave had actually survived...

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"Great servant of the Royalty! What are our masters orders?"

"You metal-head!!!" exclaimed Fusion as he dived forward, grabbing Inferno and dragging him backwards away from the raging Menosaur. "I don't think he's quite in a frame of mind to give out orders right now! Look at him!!!"

Megas raised a hand, slapping Fusion over the back of the head. "You dimwit! He's the enemy! You should have left him to get what's coming to him!"

Fusion paused, looking round at Megas, then back at Inferno, before shrugging his metal shoulders. "I wanna finish him off myself." he justified, somewhat randomly. "Besides, we'll need all the help we can get to take Bios features!"

All the other Cybertrons turned to look at him, looks of confusion on their faces, and he shook his head. "Oh, come on, we've been on this planet goodness knows how long and you lot aren't streetwise yet? Bios, the computer program the Humans used to use...ugly, slow...ah, forget it!"

"If nobody minds me interrupting, I think we have more pressing issues." muttered Windrunner, pointing towards Menosaur quickly. The others looked over to see the Human soldiers running forward, weapons raised, taking aim at the mighty robot before them!

Fusion groaned. "Oh, for crying out loud! What is it about these Humans and playing the hero??? Okay, Wind, you get Eternity up and running! We need all the help we can get! Me and Megas will keep ugly chops off your back! You..." he turned to Inferno and paused a moment. "...just...uh...stay here until we can deal with you properly, okay?"

"Who put you in charge?" spat Megas as Fusion began to run towards the massive Cybertonian again. Fusion didn't stop, but he called back over his shoulder:

"Not really got ime to discuss that! Let's roll!"

Inferno fired off his gun a few times at the autobot who had grabbed him. While the autobots had thicker plating than a more modern transformer, the heat from Inferno's gun, and the lack of any sort of range allowed him to break free.

Flying into the air he stood atop the giant transformers shoulder. "You will all be destroyed!!!"

The ant laughed again.

Menasor, through his moment of madness and burst of insanity, his attack and destruction upon the nearby surroundings, suddenly paused as Inferno stood upon his shoulder. Menasor looked dimly confused at the small being, Inferno was just taller then regular humans but much more smaller then the standard Autobots and Decepticons besides. He... didn't look familiar.

"Pu-pu-pu..." Menasor stammered. Inferno turned to look to Menasor's eyes, and quite exaggerately, jumped up and down, almost as if he was dancing.

"Yes, my ally! Together, we will squash these Autobots bugs for the rooooyyaalty!" Inferno exclaimed.

Before he could have a chance to react, and large and imposing hand suddenly swung downwards and smashed against Inferno, crushing the bright red Predacon somewhat. The damaged Transformer fell off Menasor in a daze and collapsed to the ground.

"Pu-pu-puny bugs! Squash them!" Menasor shouted, and his rage only served to intensify. The laser blade that belonged to Motormaster now served as Menasor's and upon activation, a much large energy blade appeared, and with a mighty swing, cleaved a giant gap into the ground, barely slicing in half both Megas and Fusion.

He continued to do this, slicing the surroundings, the walls and the ground with his might weapon. The swings themselves didn't seem random... whilst Menasor's mind was seriously damaged, the warrior's own capabilities remainded, far dangerously.

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Shockwave edged closer, tension running through his systems. He was sure that the blast would have dealt Soundwave enough good damage, but then the Decepticon could take a lot. He had to be sure.

"Yearghh!" came a cry from behind him. Quickly turning his head to look over his robust shoulder, he saw Prowl falling forwards, from a swift attack from behind... by Ravage! The puma shaped Decepticon was a deception master and used stealth to his advantage. But not only that, he was powerful, and the instincts inherent in his form made him a danger to be cautious of!

But, that was all the distraction that was needed. Suddenly, Shockwave felt an eerily warm grip latched onto his foot. Turning his attention downwards, he saw Soundwave, kneeling, firmly grabbing it, and now looking up at the larger Shockwave.

"Autobot... it is time you felt small!" Shockwave shouted, and a glow escaped the decepticon's eyes.

All too suddenly, Shockwave's perceptions themselves transformed! The smaller Soundwave, who was once kneeling before him, grew larger, and imposing, Soundwave's head now being the only thing he could see! Shockwave was in the palm of Soundwave's hand, and suddenly, Soundwave glasped his hand tightly shut!

"Now, Autobot... kneel before your better!" Soundwave commanded. In reality, the size of Soundwave and Shockwave were the same, but Shockwave was unaware. He was trapped in Soundwave's telepathic enthral, and was subject to an environment that didn't truely exist, but felt harrowingly real...

Megas rolled to one side, his saber igniting, catching a wild swing from the monstrosity, being sent flying back as he did. He shook his head and looked up...and noticed something. While that idiot was throwing beams at him, he'd weakened the structure! "Fusion! Aim at the rafters above his head!" Megas pulled a plasma rifle from his back and opened fire on the ceiling above.

-elsewhere-

Tacks stood in an elevator, lost in thought. The other scientists had already left...the doors opened in front of him and he stepped out onto the bunker level.

The slightly damaged robot got up. How did he not see that clunky hand's thing coming at him? Kicking himself he tried to flow back up into the air, only for his jets to let out. The ant growled.

"You traitour to the royalty! You dare strike his greatest servant! You will buurrnnn!" the predacon laughed and transformed back into his ant-form.

Using his incizors he dug down into the ground, digging large tunnels underneath the robot, losening the the earth beneath him.

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Tarantulas listened in on the decepticon channell. Unfortunately, due to his rather... unreliable matierials, the signal was not strong enough to listen to what they were saying.

The spider eyed the computer as he began typing vigorously on it, using the radio signals to hack into a pentagon computer. Though it didn't take as long as it had to hack into the decepticon computers, he now had access to two United States WMDs. "Oh, my mandibles." the evil predacon laughed. "I'll take out the decepticons AND the autobots with one attack, the remnants will be too weak to fight, and then the tricapedicus council will rule!"

Typing away at the computer, he caused one warhead to be aimed at the facility in Nevada. He then typed further, getting a loose location of the Nemesis, and caused the other to target it. The scientist laughed, as he pressed the red 'launch' button.

He eyed the timer in front of him. It read an hour and a half. "Now I play the waiting game." the spider laughed and sat back in his chair.

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Windrunner nodded and moved over to Eternity, detaching the last few restraints and she crumpled to the ground, now she needed the energy source...her eyes fell upon the a strange machine on the ground, scanners indicated it could supply Eternity with necessary power, staisfied she grabbed it and fiddled with it, struggling for a few seconds before firing a blast of electricity at the dormant tiger...

Menasor laughed in his own, insane jubilant joy at the destruction he was creating. However, through it, a sense of impending anger was swelling up and building inside of him. The Autobots werent being destroyed instead, they were proving to continually be the annoying gnats that they were!

Laser blasts soared above Menasors head and crashed into the already weakened ceiling above. It was through here that the other three Stunticons had arrived, and as such there was already a giant gap. It was the Autobots plan to bring the rest of the debris above crashing down upon Menasors head. At least, it seemed the best plan.

However, although it did work, the pieces of discarded and bent metal were far too small to truly weaken Menasor. Instead, it served to anger the giant Decepticon even further! As a ray of light from the surface, far above them, beamed into the dimly lit battleground, Menasor charged forward, sweeping his energy blade in a long curve aiming for Megas and Fusion. Through sheer luck, they managed to dive separate ways and avoid the blade, as well as Menasors footstep afterwards.

Whilst it seemed as though the battle above him wasnt going too well, Inferno continued as his frantic pace to weaken the ground beneath Menasor by destroying the metal underneath. It was a valiant effort, but unlike soil, the metal of the ground below was far more sturdier and resistant there was a slight shake, as Menasor moved further upon the battleground, however it was proving not enough to truly dampen the combined Stunticons ability.

Until finally! The ground quaked, and suddenly split! A large gap arose throughout the floor, splintering the metallic flooring into several cut sections. Not only was Menasor thrown off guard by this, but so were the Autobots, who collapsed to the ground by the quaking.

Menasor seemed unfazed by this, and simply smiled and laughed loudly at the Autobots predicament! He swept his energy blade once again in a low curve, aiming this time for Windrunner and Eternity

[T-minus 80 minutes remaining until nuclear warheads reach destination]

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Windrunner dived out of the way transforming into her wolf form and then leapt up onto Menasor's arm, before reaching his head, then she slashed at his eyes before diving back to the ground again, she didn't know how effective the attack would be though...

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<SUFFICIENT ENERGY SOURCE LOCATED>
<TRANSFERRING ENERGY TO MAIN POWER CORE>
<ENERGY LEVELS RISING>
<SYSTEMS CHECKING...>
<SYSTEMS ONLINE>
<POWERING UP...>
<FULLY RECHARGED>
<REBOOTING SENSORS>
<ENERGY LEVELS STABLE>
<HAVE A NICE DAY>

Eternity pushed herself up off the ground, only to be thrown back down by the ground shaking violently, gaining her balance agin, she rolled to avoid a laser sword from Menasor, she was so glad to be able to move again.
The tiger suddenly transformed into her tall robotic batural state, then slammed into Menasor's side, forcing him off his feet and slamming him into the ground.

Tacks rtaced over to a comupter. "WHAT? You're sure?" "I checked the codes, sir. This is no simulation. We have two bogeys inbound, ETA ninety minutes. T-minus 90 and counting." Tacks grunted slightly in anger. "Sir, we have an incoming transmission...the two bogeys are ballistic, WMD-class missiles. Pentagon says their mainframe got hacked." Tacks let out a slight huff of disapproval. "Get me in touch with the nearest air base."

Seconds later, at another military air base...

Two squads of F-22s rolled out onto the runway. "Your mission is to disable and down the two weapons." said the control tower, "We've equipped your planes with the disarming codes. Once you're in range, transmit the codes, then fire on the missiles. A recovery team is standing by for the news of your success. Squadrons Theta and Hydra, take off!" Six twin-thruster engines roared to life as the F-22s shot off into the sky after the missiles...

"Noo!" the spider robot screamed as he listened in on the transmission. "Damnit, I need a blunderer to take out those planes... someone who won't ask questions..." the spider giggled. "Innfferrnoo."

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The ant-robot blasted his way out of the ground, back in robot-mode. "You will burn, traitor!!" the ant fired off a repeated set of blasts at the giant robot. Like a maniac, he began soaring even closer to the robot, laughing even as Tarantulas attempted to contact him.

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"Inferno? Inferno!? INFERNO!?" the spider growled. There was no time to deal with that liability... he'd need to do something himself.

He vigorously worked at his keyboard. Maybe if he could somehow distract the fighters. But what could out-do a nuclear disaster? He couldn't hack into the missle guidance systems... but perhaps he could trick the jet-fighters. Typing in a code, he watched as the tracker in the computer began creating duplicate missles all over the screen, veering off and perhaps buying some time for the missles to reach their targets.

"Can't disable them if they can't find them..." the predacon laughed.

(Uhh... kinda hard to describe what I did... basically the radar is reading more missles than there actually is, in very different locations.)

"Sir, something's up! There's more...there's more missiles than we have ammunition for! In different locations! The radar's like a Christmas tree!" "What?!" screamed another pilot. "Sir, I have visual confirmation of their trails!" shouted another pilot. "Roger that. Accelerating by 50 km/hour. Missiles in visual range. Repeat, we have visual confirmation of the missiles." Tacks was listening in on the radio inside the bunker. What on Earth were they waiting for?
The radars were jammed, but the targetting computers were just fine. "Theta 2, Box 1, firing!" "Hydra 2, Box 1, firing!" Under two of the planes, two small heat-seekers dropped under their guardians, then flared to life. Their shriek pierced the desert skies as they closed in on the targets. "The missiles will be within broadcast range in 3...2...1...send disarm codes on...MARK!"

Both missiles screamed out one more burst of speed and a small, spikelike antenna protruded out from the warhead.

Beep. Ba bip. Ba bip. Ba beep bip. The coding filled the missiles' computers, sending one simple message to each.
"SECURITY OVERRIDE, PRIORITY ZERO. DISARM."

"Kneel before you?" Shockwave hissed. "Never!" He hadn't heard about Soundwave's abillities, and so had no idea what was going on or how it was happening, but he remained defiant none the less. He raised both his arms, aiming at Soundwave's head with his wrist lazers, and fired!

Soundwave laughed as the energy struck his face and simply dissipated as though it was never there! Unknown to Shock, their relative sizes were in reality making the blasts simply go clean over Soundwave's head! "Truly hopeless." drawled Soundwave with a grin. He tipped over his hand and let Shackwave drop to the floor, his metalic brain making the sensations real as he fell over with a loud BOOM on the sand! Soundwave raised his foot.

"Time to die, Autobot." he hissed as the shadow of his massive foot fell across Shockwave. In reality he was nowhere near big enough, but Shock's mind was making it so real that if the foot came down, his mind would collapse in on itself!

Shockwave looked over at Prowl in despair, unable to do anything! "Prowl...help!"

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Fusion continued to dodge and weave through the chaos, getting a hit in whenever he could. Being built for speed, he only had one offencive weapon besides his fists, and that took time to activate...time he didn't have at present!

"Can't get through his armour..." he muttered to himself as he ran. "Must be some way...unless...can't beat 'em, stop 'em..." He stiffened as an idea came to him. "Hold on...!"

Pausing just long enough to shout to the others "Keep him occupied! Give me a distraction!" He began running towards Menasaur, still weaving to avoid the energy blade. He charged round the back of the massive metal monolith and fired off his powerful leg servos, leaping high into the air and landing with a clunk on Menosaur's head, just above his neck!

Smashie smashie!" His arm began to morph, splitting in two to become a large rail gun, his only weapon, which he swiftly pointed at the back of Menosaur's head. At point blank range, the powerful magnet-accelerated bullet punched a hole clean through the metal armour and into Menosaur's insides, only a small hole, but there none the less! "Okay buddy." muttered Fusion as he reached into the hole. "How about a labotomy to get rid of those agressive tendancies eh?"

Tarantulas slamed his fist into his make-shift desk. "Damn them to the pit!" the spider narrowed his eyes as the message "Missle Disarmed." flashed across his computer screen. After having the estimation timer suddenly jump from 80 minutes to 90 minutes suddenly, the spider had thought his missle-troubles were over. Now it truly was over.. he had a plan B, but he wasn't sure if it was going to work.

Grumbling, he imputed a few keys into the computer. The voice of Doctor Tacks came up as he hacked into the voice radio that the military was using.

"Sorry to interupt, sir... but I have something to discuss with you..." the spider laughed, cutting off the military network from contancting him or listening in.

"Who is this!?" the doctor barked back.

"Just a fellow Scientist, Johnathan." Tarantulas laughed as he looked up at the man's military record. He had stolen it when he had hijaked into the pentagon computer. "I must say... you're quite a looker."

"Get to the point... what do you want?"

"This scare of a nuclear disaster was just an apetizer of what's to come." the cybetronian giggled. "You see, though your computers may read otherwise, those missles are still hot, hot, hot. And if your toy planes try to shoot them down, then I'll just detonate them over a majour city." the spider bluffed. "Half-destroyed military facility where alien robots are destroying everything and an off-shore location... or a pair of heavily populated cities, thousands of lives are in your hands, doctor...I truly hope you make the right decision." the robot cut off the connection.

The predacon was grasping at hairs... even if he did get the planes to back off... how was he going to re-activate those missles?

Tacks shrugged. He didn't have command over the planes. He was a doctor. Military, true, with top clearance, but he didn't have authority over what the Air Force did. He DID, however have access to just about every satellite that NASA or otherwise ever put up in the name of communications, spying and whatever else. He whirled to the comm officer next to him. "Lieutenant! I want a trace on that signal ASAP. Priority One!" "Yes, sir!" The lieutenant began working on the appropriate instruments, and a large bar came up on-screen, words above it saying, "Triangulating Position..."

As the radio cut out...

"Missiles disarmed, Theta One," said one pilot, "permission to disable." "Permission granted," said the lead pilot of Theta Squadron, "Squadrons Theta and Hydra, aim for the engines and take the missiles out!"

Bullets pelted the steering fins of the two missiles, forcing them into a downward spiral. "This is Hydra One to Tower. We have disabled and downed the missiles. Is the recovery team standing by?" "That's an affirmative, Hydra One. The radar interference seems to have cleared itself, return to base." "Roger. Hydra One out." The six jets banked sharply and turned around, heading home.

On the ground, power lifters and cranes carefully lifted the downed missiles and detached the warheads, loading them onto trucks, strapping them down and sending them on their way. Massive flatbeds then lifted the engine portions onto their beds and drove off...

"Sir," said another comm officer, "we have confirmation. The missiles are disarmed, dismantled and in transit." "Thank you, Seargent Major." Tacks put one hand to his goatee, stroking it slightly in thought. Whoever hacked the Pentagon's mainframe to get to HIS file, not to mention two nukes, was GOOD. "Patch me through to the Pentagon," said Tacks, "They need to upgrade their firewalls."

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"Right!" Megas morphed his hand into the gatiling cannon again and opened up on Menasaur, pelting its chestplate with energy rounds. The shots weren't doing much beyond annoying the giant, but that's exactly what Megas wanted.

Tarantulas slammed his fist down. His bluff had failed. 'Curse that doctor's hide' Tarantulas said aloud. He needed a new plan. If he was going to use his time without the autobots looking over his shoulder wisely, he may need to reveal himself to the decepticons off the coast. But how was he to do that?

He sat pondering his dilenma. He needed to act quickly.

The plan came to him in a stroke. Perhaps he could kill two birds with one stone. Get the attention of that fool Tacks, and at the same time the Decepticons. He transformed into motor-cycle mode and set out down the winding tunells underneath Los Angeles. This next plot was going to take a bit of time, time he hoped he had.

Prowl had heard the cry for help, but truly, he was unable to give out aid to the Transformer in need. He was pinned, barely holding back a vicious, dark purple coloured metallic Puma as the Decepticon desperately tried to come down and bite the acting Autobot leaders head off. Prowl continued to desperately struggle, his servos working overtime to try and pry the unrelenting Ravage off from him. It didnt seem to work.

Cant keep going on like this. Im just going to burn all my energy out, and Ravage is far more energy efficient then I. When that happens Im finished! Prowl desperately thought to himself. It was only then that he suddenly realised his fault!

He was a tactical advisor, meaning logic was his forte! He couldnt believe he had given away to panic and fear, desperately struggling through this method. He should have been keeping his calm and searching for a far more suitable solution!

Huh, dont how this is going to work, but I havent got the time to waste! Prowl thought to himself as he had hit upon an idea. He instinctively transformed, his metal parts moving and shifting, reforming into another shape. As his form turned, Ravage was unexpectedly thrown off backwards! However, being of a shape from the cat species that he was, he easily landed on all four feet, growling as he looked towards Prowl.

He was in his Patrol car form, facing Ravage, silently still. Before he would act, he was gauging and weighing up his options, relating to his time, millions of years ago, when he had last once fought Ravage. He had an idea how to win, given Ravages weakness

Prowls headlights suddenly switched on to their maximum brightness, penetrating Ravages gaze and turning the Puma blind! Ravage was at his peak performance in pitch black, and anything of this brightness was more then he could handle!

His optical sensors seeing spots, Prowl took this time to strike, revving up and charging forwards at Ravage at all his speed! Growling loudly, Ravage could do nothing to prevent the sleek white patrol car crash into him and throw Ravage in a spin and land still on the floor behind him.

I think hes finished. Hope hes finished. Prowl mentally thought to himself and transformed into his robot form. He then turned, and aimed his own laser blaster towards Soundwave, who continued to hold Shockwave in his solid mental grip. Prowl fired off a volley of shots, and the larger, bright purple Decepticon was suddenly hit by the attacks and thrown backwards, his mental concentration shot. With it, Shockwaves senses returned to reality.

Shockwave, be careful that wont have finished him! And if I remember Soundwave well, he has the capability to hold other Decepticons inside of him, so we could still be quickly over-run by numbers! Prowl shouted out.

Not this time, Autobot. Came a loud, echoing voice from Soundwave, who had already returned to his feet, and aimed his shoulder born gatling gun and hand blaster at the two Autobots. Much to your own luck, apparently. But regardless, it has run out Im more then sufficient to destroy you!

Within the Nevada military compound

Menasor screamed. Fusions attack hit home on Menasors senses, and he violently shook all over, trying to be free of the pain. Instead, he madly began to swing his weapon this time, uncaring of his surroundings or aim. As it cleaved massive gouges into the walls, and sent sprawling debris onto the Transformers below, Menasor began to, in a way, renew his attack more madly then ever before!

Inferno was narrowly missed by a bit of falling debris.

The area around them was almost decimated. Without support for the roof it had almost caved in. And with Inferno's digging, the ground was nearly impossible to stand on. Things weren't improving with the rampaging decepticon.

Inferno pondered his predicament for a minute. The last time he had charged at this robot without thinking he had gotten slapped upside the head.

"What would my queen say?" the predacon asked himself. Hovering over one of Menosaur's punches, dodging it. Inferno thought about Megatron's wise words "Inferno! You're my most loyal servant, and greatest follower! The rest of you should all follow Inferno's great example!!"

Inferno thought about the looks of disappointment on Rampage, Waspinator, Tarantulas, Quickstrike and even Dinobot's faces as they realized they would never be as good as him. Inferno chuckled to himself before realizing he was getting a little off-task.

"Inferno! Have I taught you nothing, the large robot seems content to smash up Autobot's... simply hide yourself while they destroy eachother!" the ant laughed. "Yes, my queen!" he said to his own imagination.

Hovering around, he looked for a place that wasn't completely annhilated to hide in.

"Slag!" Megas rolled to one side, barely dodging a wild arm swing. He switched to Barracuda form and drove under and between Menosaur's legs, then, once behind, changing back and leaping up and onto a shoulder. "Need a hand?"

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Her attack hadn't penetrated the armour so she calmy waited for an opening in the rabid swining of the energy sword then charged up to the head again, balancing herself on the opposite shoulder to Megas.
"Guess I'll try and help two." Having to transform again she chided herself for the continuos use of energy, she'd have to stay in one form more often to cserve it.
She held onto the side of his head while, moving closer to Fusion and trying to see if she could help, noting the hole in the armour, she wondered if she could do the same at close range. Placing her gun point to her side of the head from the shoulder, she fired, almost falling off from a combination of discharge and recoil. Checking her attack area she found a small hole where the concentrated part of the weapon fire had punctured the metal, with a weakspot open she started repeating the action, careful to keep out of falling range of the energy sword.

Eeeyarggggh! came a loud, booming screech from the imposing Menasor. The damage to his already warped mind and mental processes was becoming too much. He dropped his energy blade, which crashed to the ground and gouged a giant chunk of the floor before dissipating to leave a handle, and following this, he swung both his arms upwards and clenched both side of his massive head with his hands. Megas and Windrunner managed to jump in the air just in time to avoid the swinging hands, and then landed on the combiners wrists, instead of his blocked shoulders.

L-l-leave me ALONE!!!! he shouted, shaking furiously. His entire upper body convulsed wildly, in a spasm from the attack dealt by Fusion. Megas and Windrunner both grabbed onto Menasors wrist, desperately trying to stay on top but finding great difficulty in doing so.

Menasors hobbled to the nearest wall, which wasnt difficult as the room wasnt that much bigger then himself, and finally, once he reached it, he grabbed onto it with both of his hands. Following this, he proceeded to lift up and down his head, crashing it furiously against the wall itself! It took all of the Autobots effort just to not fall off!

E-e-e-gargh! he cried out again, and finally, transformation sequence began. What was once one, giant, towering Decepticon suddenly splintered into five, smaller parts. Megas and Windrunner was thrown off the once Menasors wrists, whilst Fusion himself was blasted away to the ground below.

All at once, the eight Transformers again landed on the floor, sprawled out in a heap upon the fractured and splintered metal ground. Each one groaning, and reeling in pain.

Slowly, but finally, one of them rose up, standing on his feet again. It was Motormaster, and no doubt he was one of the most damaged of the fighters here. He clutched his chest, a massive gaping hole apparent through it. The injury here was the one that Fusion had given to Menasors head!

Au-au-tobot, fools he spoke out. His teeth was gritted tight as more and more oil and fluids poured from his mouth and his wounds. Huh to think, a pitiful band of Transformers such as you could ever defeat Menasor

Boss what do we do? asked Dragstrip, wobbling on the spot as he got onto his feet himself.

Huh we leave. We managed to retrieve our companions. And we have one Autobot already. That should be enough. Motormaster added, his speech becoming more pronounced and clearer, as Motormaster was coming to terms with the pain.

Ugh Megatrons not going to be pleased Wildrider added, him to standing up.

Megatron will have to make do! Motormaster finished, turning from the scattered Autobots and towards another, locked, exit. Picking up his blade, he aimed the hilt of the sword towards it. A second later, a blast of energy left the hilt, careening through the air and impacting against the locked metal door, turning it into rubble and proving the Decepticons an escape route.

The match this time goes to you, Autobots. Next time, you wont be so lucky. Motormaster glared, and then transformed. The rest of the Stunticons followed suit, and followed their squad leader out of the large room and once battlefield.

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Soundwave, this is Motormaster. Failure to defeat to Autobots, I repeat, failure to defeat Autobots. Came a transmission only the purple Decepticon could hear. Soundwave muttered an expletive, before looking back towards Prowl and Shockwave.

Fine. Regroup and retreat. Soundwave finalised. He looked at the pair of Autobots one more time, and then turned around, walking away.

Prowl looked up in surprise at the sudden gesture. Shockwave gritted his teeth, and began to step forward, following the departing Soundwave. Leave it, Shock, Prowl said, grabbing on to the larger Autobots arm. Our main priority is to get our men out of this military base, and then to go back home to the Ark.

Inferno's scarlet eyes glanced at the flying robots as he searched for a place to avoid the combat that was going on. 'Goooood. That traitor of a decepticon is gone.' the predacon thought to himself as he followed his ancestors up into the sky. It didn't appear that they had noticed him, so he hovered slowly behind them.

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Tarantulas laughed as he re-emerged from the winding caverns underneath the city. "Now that takes care of that." he approached his computer, having not looked at it for a short while. He noted a multitude of a decepticons and a single predacon signal retreating from the military base. The spider spoke into his computer's com-link.

"Prowl? The decepticons are retreating?"

OOC: Just a quick point, Aldri, the Decepticons that are leaving aren't flying. In fact, they haven't got the form or capabilities to do so! Their alternate forms are land based vehicles, meaning they can't fly away. Rather, they're leaving through some other military corridors which lead upwards and to the surface from the military base.

After the Decepticons retreated, a Humvee accompanied by two tanks rode up, spraying desert dust up as it skidded to a halt in front of Prowl. "Excuse me," said a voice as the young, bespectacled man opened the door and stepped out, "but perhaps an explanation is in order before you go?" Another voice came from a tank. "With all due respect, sir, I don't think..." "Can it, soldier! These things just saved our hides, even if they wrecked half the base in the process. I think I can at least thank them." Tacks looked up at Prowl. "My name is Jonathan Tacks." He looked down at a scrap piece of paper. "Let's see here...I think the proper phrase is," he cleared his throat. Years of studying alien transmissions all built up to this point. "Ba weep granna, weep ninnybom," He looked up, half fearful he said something wrong, "isn't it?"

Prowl stared down at the small, yet incredible man. He had assumed all Earthlings would have ran away in terror and fear, yet this one came up to him and thanked him! But... how would this man know that Prowl was on his side? For all the human could know, Prowl could have been a decepticon, and Tacks would have been squashed.

However, he couldn't help but raise a smile.

"Ba weep granna, weep ninnibom." Prowl replied, nodding. "I'm impressed, Johnathan Tacks, not only in your knowledge of this saying, considering Earth's lack of space travel, but also your courage. You do your planet proud. My name is Prowl, and I'm the acting leader of the Autobots. It, er, appears that we unexpectantly threw our confrontation with the Decepticons onto your planet. Still, all considering, your Earthling race didn't exist four million years ago... but I digress. I feel bad for bringing our conflict to your planet."

Inferno smacked his head. His perception module had made it look like the decepticons had been flying. "Bah..." he corrected himself and flew a little lower, still out of sight. Following them was his top priority at the moment.

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Tarantulas grumbled at the lack of response. "...Prowl?"

IC:
Windrunner sighed thankfully, at least the three of them had defeated the large decepticon but it seemed they had attracted more human attention. Checking breifly to make sure, everyone else was pretty much okay, she wandered cautiously off hoping to get to the top level again, maybe she could help somehow while checking over her systems, though she didn't recall being damaged at all during the fight, save for a mild dent to her shoulder when Menasaur had been thrashing around. As she moved she transmitted a message to Prowl.
"Prowl, what do we do now?"

(OOC: Dangitdangitdangitdangit sorry for the dissapearance all ><

Small note Ferret, I think Windrunner and the others are still underground, while Prowl and Shockwave are up on the surface. Be a little hard for Windrunner to walk up to Prowl if that was the case...)

Fusion was looking round quickly, almost as though he had lost something. Megas looked at him curiously. "What's up with you?"

"Where'd shortstuff go...you know, the guy who tried to kiss Menosaur?"

Megas blinked, putting a hand to his head. "Darn, yeah, I forgot about him! Where'd he get to?"

Before the others could reply, though, several rocket armed infantry units came running over to them, bending down and pointing their weapons at the group menacingly! Apparently they either hadn't heard Doctor Tacks' view on the situation, or simply didn't agree with it! Their faces looked full of fear now as they aimed their weapons carefully. "Freeze!!!"

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Shockwave was still a little freaked by Soundwave's unusual attack! He had never come across him before, and never experienced anything like that in his life! He gritted his teeth though, putting the thoughts out of his mind as he looked down at the Human delegation before him and Prowl. He eyed the tanks a little coldly, but didn't react to them...he couldn't really blame the Humans for taking precautions, at least they were asking questions first, rather than shooting.

Then he heard Tarantulas speaking over the radio and quickly cut in, quietly so as not to desturb the conversation with the Humans. "Tarantulas, this is Shockwave. Yeah, the Decepticons are retreating...they got their injured, but we managed to save our own. Prowl is just talking to the Humans at the moment...it looks like he may actually be able to forge an alliance with them like we hoped! He'll get back to you when he's able okay?"