Mobius at night can be very beautiful when two lovers are walking under the stars. If you\u2019re trying to go for a solitary run and a girl who\u2019s obsessed with you is chasing you, then the beauty is less observed. That\u2019s what was happening to Sonic, our favorite blue, speed demon hedgehog, as he ran from Amy Rose, the aforementioned obsessive fangirl. \u201cJust one nighttime run,\u201d thought Sonic, \u201cthat\u2019s all I ask.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSONIC!\u201d shouted Amy in her shrill voice. \u201cCOME BACK HERE!\u201d The Blue Blur ran into the forest on the outskirts of Station Square. Amy followed close behind but lost him in the woods. \u201cSONIC!\u201d she called. \u201cWHERE ARE YOU?!\u201d Amy noticed a red sports car in the forest. It was shaped like a rocket with four anti-grav guiders replacing the wheels on each end. A blue hedgehog with blue eyes and a white hexagon on his forehead was looking on a data pad while leaning against it. His quill style was like Shadow\u2019s and he wore a red sports jacket with blue jeans, black boots, white, fingerless gloves, and a medallion around his neck. \u201cSonic,\u201d sighed Amy, \u201cthat\u2019s the lamest disguise I\u2019ve ever seen. Will you get out of that thing and help me investigate Club Dancitron?\u201d The hedgehog blinked at Amy, then shrugged and disappeared in a flash of bluish light and pixels. The car started shaking as well. The nose cone end extended to make three separate mobile parts connected by joints. It split in half and each half swung down to the ground while the halves of the tip of the car nose extended into five long slender fingers. The rear of the car split in half down the middle, and then each half split down the middle again and made legs. The feet popped out from the insides of the legs and swung down to the ends. The front anti-grav generators swiveled 180 degrees so they were upside down. The rear anti-grav generators attached themselves to the outsides of the feet. The steel like glass canopy moved to the back of the new robot while a head popped out from the upper torso. Amy didn\u2019t know the robot, but judging by the way the helmet on the head was blue and had antennae, I think we know who it is, don\u2019t you?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWell,\u201d thought Optimus, \u201cthis isn\u2019t awkward.\u201d His face said otherwise. He didn\u2019t use the universal greeting on Amy as he figured that most people would have the same reaction as Knuckles on this planet. \u201cErm\u2026hi,\u201d he began. Amy stared for a while.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAAAHHH! WHAT THE HECK!!\u201d she shrieked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhoa! Whoa!\u201d yelped Optimus as he raised his hands in a defensive manner, as well as trying to calm Amy. \u201cIt\u2019s okay! It\u2019s okay,\u201d he assured. Amy wasn\u2019t listening and pulled her hammer out of hammer-space. \u201cWHOA, WHOA, WHOA! Lady! Put the hammer down!\u201d shouted Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAre you one of Robotnik\u2019s?!\u201d hissed Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat?!\u201d asked Optimus in disbelief.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAre you one of Robotnik\u2019s robots?!\u201d snarled Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhoa, okay!\u201d gulped Optimus. \u201cI have several robotniks, yes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou have several?\u201d quizzed Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWell, lady, how do you think I operate?\u201d asked Optimus<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOperate?!\u201d yelped Amy. \u201cWhat kind of operation do you belong to that needs several Robotniks?! Did he clone himself?!\u201d Optimus blinked, confused at Amy’s line of questioning.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOkay,\u201d he remarked as he sat down cross legged. \u201cI think there\u2019s been a breakdown in communication. When I say \u2018robotnik\u2019, what leaps to mind with you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cA fat, scientific dictator that calls himself Eggman,\u201d replied Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026Yeeaah,\u201d sighed Optimus as he rubbed his face with his hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBut when I say \u2018Robotnik\u2019,\u201d asked Amy, \u201cwhat leaps to mind with you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTiny radios in my body that are connected to my central processor to keep my motions fluid like yours,\u201d replied Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOh,\u201d replied Amy as her cheeks went red and she put her hammer away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYeah,\u201d commented Optimus. \u201cLook, we got off on the wrong foot. My name is Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots from the planet Cybertron.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019m Amy Rose,\u201d introduced Amy. \u201cWhat are you doing here on Mobius?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOne of my men has come to your planet without my permission,\u201d explained Optimus. \u201cI\u2019m trying to keep a court-martial of his chassis and bring him back to Cybertron.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhy does he need your permission to come here?\u201d asked Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBecause this planet was once part of a war that all Cybertronians were part of,\u201d answered Optimus. \u201cThe Cybertronian government imposed sanctions to keep us from visiting planets that our war touched in case there was still animosity towards us.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSo, you\u2019re trying to get this bot out of trouble,\u201d guessed Amy. She started thinking about something. \u201cMaybe I can help you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHuh?\u201d asked Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t know your way around Station Square,\u201d replied Amy. \u201cI live here. Maybe I can help find this bot you\u2019re looking for. If he\u2019s as tall as you, we can spot him easily.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNot that easily,\u201d countered Optimus. \u201cThat changing-from-car-to-robot thing I did, that\u2019s something all Cybertronians can do. On top of that, we can make a synthetic form to look like we\u2019re from your planet. That hedgehog you saw, that was me. My mind transferred to that artificial body once the atoms in the air were rearranged. I don\u2019t know what form Jazz took.\u201d Amy perked up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDid you say Jazz?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYep, that\u2019s the bot\u2019s name,\u201d confirmed Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDoes Jazz make light shows from things on his shoulders whenever he\u2019s scratching at a DJ table?\u201d asked Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026Yes,\u201d ventured Optimus. Then it hit him. \u201cYou know where he is.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI know where he is,\u201d confirmed Amy. \u201cHe\u2019s the owner and DJ at Club Dancitron. I went there last night and felt that there was something unusual about the DJ. I just didn\u2019t know that he was a robot in disguise. I wanted to investigate with my darling Sonic, but he just ran off.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI think we can work something out,\u201d grinned Optimus. \u201cLet me just change and we\u2019ll be on our way.\u201d Optimus changed back into vehicle mode and activated his synthetic body. \u201cLet\u2019s rock \u2018em out!\u201d cheered Optimus. Amy arched an eyebrow. \u201cEr, I was trying to make a cool \u2018move out\u2019 phrase,\u201d mumbled Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNeeds work,\u201d remarked Amy. Optimus shrugged. The canopy opened. The car could seat six people. The driver sat in the middle while the passengers sat behind or to either side of him or her. Optimus got into the driver\u2019s seat while Amy took the front right passenger seat. The canopy closed and Optimus moved onto the street. Amy told him where to turn until they came to a problem that still wasn\u2019t solved.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTraffic!\u201d hissed Optimus. \u201cI hate traffic! Cybertron has the worst traffic record in the universe! I swear I see at least 200 accidents a day whenever I\u2019m on the speedway!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd I thought having living cars would be better,\u201d remarked Amy. \u201cGuess a lack of common sense is everywhere in the galaxy.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIn the universe,\u201d corrected Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWow,\u201d commented Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYeah, my mom always says common sense isn\u2019t common, and there are moments when I agree with her,\u201d sighed Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI meant to ask,\u201d interjected Amy, \u201chow old are you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLet\u2019s see, in Cybertronian years, or stellar cycles,\u201d replied Optimus, \u201cI\u2019m about 125.57. In Mobian years, I\u2019m 150.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c150?!\u201d yelped Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYep,\u201d chuckled Optimus, \u201cyou\u2019re looking at the youngest Prime in Cybertronian history.\u201d Amy was about to register more surprise when a hologram of an angry wolf\u2019s head popped up inside the car.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWOULD YOU MOVE!!\u201d he roared.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDO YOU NOT SEE THE WALL OF NON MOVING CARS IN FRONT OF US?!\u201d Optimus roared back. He terminated communications.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI don\u2019t understand,\u201d quizzed Amy, \u201cwhy don\u2019t you engage flight mode?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIf I did that,\u201d replied Optimus, \u201cyou would have to get out, I would have to change, then I\u2019d have to pick you up in my hand, then it would take 10 of your minutes to warm up the thrusters and get any lift while standing still, and that would take up a lot of my power reserves. We\u2019ll have to suffer through traffic.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo, I mean activate your vehicle mode\u2019s flight mode,\u201d elaborated Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI don\u2019t HAVE a vehicle mode flight mode,\u201d argued Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLook in the sky,\u201d instructed Amy. Now Optimus was even more confused. He looked up as she asked and saw things flying in the air. He looked a little closer and saw flying cars. Some of them were like his vehicle mode and some were like semi-trucks. \u201cAll vehicles come with a standard issue flight mode,\u201d explained Amy. \u201cThey don\u2019t have the necessary power to go higher than 200 stories in the air. If road traffic is too awful, just say \u2018Engage flight mode\u2019 and it\u2019ll take you to the skyways.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat\u2019s so cool!\u201d cheered Optimus. \u201cI gotta try it out! Engage flight mode!\u201d Optimus twisted his driving joysticks a full 180 degrees.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOptimus!\u201d cried Amy. \u201cNot that much!\u201d The car shot straight up and almost knocked a couple of cars out of the sky.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cFRACK!\u201d swore Optimus. He gained control of the car, but his flying was very shaky.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI was going to tell you about the auto-drive on the thing,\u201d sighed Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWait, this thing can drive itself?\u201d asked Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYeah, but only on the\u2026\u201d began Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAuto-drive!\u201d interrupted Optimus. Nothing happened. \u201cActivate auto-pilot!\u201d ordered Optimus. Still nothing. \u201cAuto-flyer, engage!\u201d Optimus was still on manual. \u201cHow do I turn on the auto-drive?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt doesn\u2019t work in flight mode!\u201d replied Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI could really use a steering wheel!\u201d snarled Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t have steering wheels!\u201d shouted Amy. \u201cWe have driver sticks!\u201d They argued for a few seconds until Amy pointed out the rooftop landing for the night club Dancitron. Amy and Optimus hopped out of the car and walked toward the main door when two beefy warthogs stopped them. \u201cDon\u2019t worry, you two,\u201d assured Amy, \u201che\u2019s with me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSorry, Miss Rose,\u201d replied one of the guards in a Brooklyn accent, \u201cbut da kid ain\u2019t on da list.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWell,\u201d asked Optimus, \u201chow do I get on the list?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou\u2019ll need to speak with the DJ,\u201d answered a voice. Optimus and Amy turned and saw Sonic walking towards them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd you are?\u201d asked Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019m Sonic, Sonic the Hedgehog!\u201d Sonic gave his usual cocky smirk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOh, so you\u2019re the Sonic that Amy was talking about,\u201d realized Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat\u2019s me!\u201d chuckled Sonic. He then saw Amy next to Optimus and remembered running from her an hour ago. Amy looked very red in the face. \u201cUh oh,\u201d he gulped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSONIC!\u201d screamed Amy. \u201cHOW COME YOU MADE ME LOSE YOU IN THE WOODS?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWait,\u201d yelped Sonic, \u201cI can explain!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cStow it, both of you,\u201d sighed Optimus. Amy just glared, and then turned around huffing in annoyance. \u201cNow then,\u201d called Optimus to the bouncers, \u201cwhat do I have to do to get on the list?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLike Sonic said,\u201d answered the first bouncer, \u201cyou\u2019ll need to talk to da boss, but he\u2019s scratchin\u2019 away. He\u2019ll be doin\u2019 it \u2018til closing, and then he hits the sack. You\u2019ll have to come back tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI don\u2019t think you realize that I need to see him now,\u201d insisted Optimus as he flashed his wallet. The badge had an Autobot symbol on it. The bouncers blinked in surprise, then raised their pistols. Sonic, Amy, and Optimus stepped back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHey, whoa!\u201d called Sonic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGuido, Melvin,\u201d protested Amy, \u201cput the guns away!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLook, pal,\u201d said Guido to Optimus, \u201cit\u2019s nothing personal. The boss just doesn\u2019t want to go back.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDude,\u201d gulped Optimus, \u201cthere are some things you don\u2019t know about your boss.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWe know what planet he\u2019s from,\u201d replied Melvin, \u201cwe saw him change.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOh, you know about Cybertronians,\u201d sighed Optimus, \u201cthat sparks.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLook, you\u2019re nice and all,\u201d continued Melvin, \u201cbut we can\u2019t let our boss see you. We don\u2019t want you to arrest him.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLook, I\u2019m trying to keep a court-martial off his chassis,\u201d assured Optimus. \u201cLet me see him, and we can all walk away from this unharmed.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSorry, dude,\u201d sighed Guido, \u201cNothing personal.\u201d The bouncers opened fire. Sonic, Amy, and Optimus scattered and hid behind separate cars. Optimus hid behind his vehicle mode and drew his own pistol. He deliberately missed Guido and Melvin. He didn\u2019t want to hurt them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou realize that you have no cover, right?\u201d he called out. \u201cThis place is pretty open.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhoa, whoa, whoa!\u201d called a voice. \u201cWeapons down!\u201d A male porcupine with his quills in dreadlocks stepped out of the club. He had a muscle shirt with blue vertical stripes running down the front and white baggy cargo pants. He had a blue visor over his eyes and fingerless gloves. \u201cDudes, let\u2019s not harsh the party here.\u201d directed the porcupine. \u201cLower your guns and we can talk like the civilized dudes I know we are. Now, what\u2019s the problem here?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDat hedgehog over dere is part of your people,\u201d replied Guido. \u201cWe\u2019re not letting him take you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cJazz,\u201d called Optimus, \u201cI\u2019m not here to arrest you. I just want to talk.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGuido, Melvin,\u201d ordered Jazz, \u201cput the guns down. That\u2019s Optimus Prime, my boss and the boss of all the Autobots. We\u2019re friends. He\u2019s a little brash, but he is reasonable.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBrash?\u201d protested Optimus. He popped out of hiding and holstered his gun. \u201cExcuse me!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt\u2019s okay, dude,\u201d assured Jazz. \u201cWhat can I do for you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBoss,\u201d called Guido, \u201cwhat about da partiers here?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe firefight just killed the mood,\u201d hissed Jazz. \u201cThanks for that!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSorry,\u201d said Guido, sheepishly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnyway,\u201d replied Jazz, \u201cOptimus, that whole thing about sneaking to Earth, Mobius now, I can explain. You see, someone is digging up Cybertronian corpses and disturbing their place of rest.\u201d Optimus raised an eye ridge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhen did this happen?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt was a few Earth months ago,\u201d reported Jazz. \u201cI made several requests to you through Tarkana-5, but apparently they didn\u2019t get through.\u201d Optimus scrunched his face and rubbed his chin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat doesn\u2019t make sense,\u201d he muttered. \u201cShe\u2019s usually so diligent about telling me about this.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWho\u2019s Tarkana-5?\u201d asked Sonic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMy secretary,\u201d answered Optimus, \u201cas well as my girlfriend\u2019s cousin. Something doesn\u2019t add up here.\u201d Optimus shook his head. \u201cNever mind, we better contact Iacon.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d asked Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe capital city on Cybertron,\u201d explained Jazz. He turned to Optimus. \u201cDo you have an intergalactic transmitter?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGot one right here,\u201d answered Optimus as he pointed to his trunk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLet\u2019s get Iacon on the horn after the clubbers leave,\u201d suggested Jazz.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGood thinking,\u201d replied Optimus. It took a good half hour, but the clubbers cleared the place and soon the Autobots, the bouncers, Sonic, and Amy were the only ones left. Optimus motioned for Jazz to help him get something out of his trunk. He opened it and Jazz helped him get out a strange machine with a satellite dish on top. They took it inside and hooked it up to the DJ table. Optimus fiddled with a few buttons until the satellite dish pointed up to the ceiling. \u201cOptimus Prime calling Cybertronian Elite Guard, come in.\u201d A human in 1700\u2019s French Noblemen attire appeared in a bluish hologram. \u201cWheeljack?\u201d asked Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBonjour, Monsieur Prime,\u201d greeted the robot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhere\u2019s Ultra Magnus?\u201d quizzed Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSomething had come up,\u201d replied Wheeljack in his French accent. \u201cThe Throttlebots had hijacked the Harbinger<\/em> and he, Megatronus, Perceptor, and Jhiaxus were on board to try and turn it around. They have not reported in yet.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWell, Ultra Magnus can take care of himself,\u201d figured Optimus. \u201cUs Pax brothers are a hardy bunch. In any case, I found Jazz.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cC’est merveilleux,\u201d replied Wheeljack, \u201cbut he\u2019s still facing a court-martial. Have you got anything out of him?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSomeone is digging up the final resting places of Cybertronians from the war here,\u201d answered Optimus. \u201cTarkana-5 hadn\u2019t given me the copies of Jazz\u2019s requests to leave for this planet.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThat explains a few things,\u201d mused Wheeljack. \u201cTarkana-5 has abandoned her post. She hasn\u2019t reported in for a while since you\u2019ve gone.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThe mystery deepens,\u201d mumbled Optimus. \u201cIn any case, I think that should clear Jazz\u2019s name.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOui, Monsieur,\u201d confirmed Wheeljack. \u201cI will inform the Elite Guard and clear the court martial charges.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cGood work,\u201d Optimus grinned. Jazz did as well. \u201cWe\u2019ll give the dead a proper send-off and leave when we\u2019re done.\u201d Wheeljack grimaced.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cA lot of warriors died there,\u201d he recalled. \u201cAutobots and Decepticons alike died to finish the war quickly. It would take months on Earth to send them all off even with the proper equipment.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhich we need right now,\u201d replied Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI don\u2019t think the High Council will agree with it,\u201d sighed Wheeljack. \u201cI\u2019ll do what I can, but even if they agree, sending the equipment will take a lot of time.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI understand,\u201d replied Optimus. \u201cDo what you can. I\u2019ll tie up loose ends here.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOui, Monsieur Prime,\u201d answered Wheeljack. \u201cWheeljack, out.\u201d The hologram fizzled out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHm,\u201d muttered Jazz, \u201clooks like there\u2019s going to be political grandstanding before a vote.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSo it seems,\u201d agreed Optimus. \u201cWe better get started and start investigating. I\u2019ll call the others.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWho came with you?\u201d asked Jazz.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBumblebee, Cliffjumper, Ratchet, and Ironhide,\u201d replied Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cPractically a small squadron,\u201d chuckled Jazz. Optimus went out to his vehicle mode and took a small handset in his hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOptimus to Ironhide,\u201d he called, \u201ccome in.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThis is Ironhide,\u201d came the Texan drawl. \u201cGo ahead Prime.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI\u2019ve located Jazz and have cleared his name,\u201d reported Optimus. \u201cWe have a new mission though.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhat\u2019s that?\u201d asked Ironhide.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSomeone\u2019s digging up the final resting places of Autobots and Decepticons. I don\u2019t know the reason, but we can\u2019t have that,\u201d affirmed Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSo once the Elite Guard convinces the council to send the vaporizer, we should be able to give the dead a proper send off,\u201d guessed Ironhide.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou got it.\u201d Optimus heard something strange over the radio. \u201cWhat\u2019s that sound?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThat\u2019s the sound of feet,\u201d replied Ironhide. Optimus noted a rhythm to the footsteps and guessed on how many pairs of feet there were.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c\u2019Hide, is that an army marching?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cA robot army\u2019s marching on Station Square,\u201d reported Ironhide. \u201cI\u2019m in their way at the moment.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cIronhide,\u201d ordered Optimus, \u201cdo not engage! Repeat, do not engage!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cToo late for that Prime,\u201d replied Ironhide, \u201cthey saw me and are leveling guns towards me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAt least, wait for backup!\u201d protested Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cPrime,\u201d answered Ironhide, \u201cremember when you were a little Orion Pax and I would visit? I sat you down on my knee and told you stories about me and my partners, the Wreckers. Do you remember what we always said?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cIronhide, no!\u201d pleaded Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWreckers don\u2019t call for backup, they call for cleanup! Ironhide out.\u201d Ironhide ended the communications channel.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI have a feeling that being in command\u2019s a lot harder than I thought,\u201d sighed Optimus to no one in particular.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Mobius at night can be very beautiful when two lovers are walking under the stars. 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