Ratchet was put into stasis as Optimus checked both him and Megatronus over. \u201cBy Primus, this is nerve-wracking!\u201d he muttered to himself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt\u2019s-s-s n-n-not s-so b-bad,\u201d assured Megatronus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou\u2019re not the one wielding a laser scalpel!\u201d gulped Optimus. \u201cNow, please be quiet. I have to put you in stasis.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cG-G-Good luck,\u201d bid Megatronus. He laid down on the table and Optimus was about to induce stasis when a call came through. Grimlock came up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cPrime? Where\u2019s Ratchet?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cC-C-Currently b-busy,\u201d replied Megatronus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOh, Primus,\u201d growled Grimlock as irritation crossed his features. \u201cLook, we spotted MECH running around with a t-cog in tow and need your help to get it back, so we can properly lay that bot to rest.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTh-Th-That\u2019s n-not a d-d-dead t-t-t-t-cog!\u201d yelped Megatronus. \u201cW-W-We n-need\u2026!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOH FOR THE LOVE OF\u2026!\u201d roared Grimlock as he couldn\u2019t stand people with a stutter. \u201cGIVE ME SOMEONE WHO HAS A FUNCTIONING VOICE-BOX!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDanger!\u201d announced his warning.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHey! Don\u2019t be dissing my brother!\u201d snapped Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat?!\u201d called Ratchet as he sat up suddenly, looking loopy. \u201cDo I hear a Fuzor in need of voice-box repair?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWHAT\u2019S A FUZOR?!\u201d roared Grimlock. \u201cWHAT\u2019S GOING ON OVER THERE?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDanger!\u201d his warning said again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI am able!\u201d slurred Ratchet, sounding like a drunk. \u201cJust ask Bantor! He was all mandrill before I…put a tiger in his tank!\u201d He crashed back onto the berth. Grimlock\u2019s anger was replaced by confusion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLook, Megatronus lost his t-cog at the hands of MECH,\u201d explained Optimus. \u201cWe need their coordinates to get it back.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBut, what about Ratchet?\u201d protested Teletraan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cKeep watch on him and tell him what\u2019s going on the instant he wakes up,\u201d ordered Optimus. \u201cWell, Megatronus, surgery\u2019s been postponed. Let\u2019s roll out!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cR-Ratchet\u2019s not g-g-gonna be happy,\u201d gulped Megatronus as he followed his brother out of the med-bay.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe Prowler 500!\u201d announced a female Mobian Exotic Shorthair cat, Mrs. Samantha Urbana of Urbana Industries. She wore a red evening dress with one strap on her left shoulder and frill around the neckline and armhole. She had a red rose behind her left ear and had a hidden microphone on her ruby necklace. \u201cSleek! Fast! Fuel Efficient! Those words describe our newest car exactly! Perfect for a little racing or for a soccer mom! That\u2019s right, the Prowler 500! Autobot tested and approved! It won\u2019t just rock your world; it will transform it!\u201d The crowd gave their applause as the event ended. As she headed off to her car, Prowl cleared his throat. He was in his holo-form. \u201cAh, Officer Prowl!\u201d she said pleasantly. \u201cWhat can I do for the Station Square Police Department and the Autobots?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWe\u2019d like to know why you\u2019re advertising a vehicle that hasn\u2019t been retired from police service yet,\u201d explained Prowl. Samantha\u2019s tail stopped moving as her ears drooped slightly and a look of confusion crossed her features.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe police HAVEN\u2019T retired that type of car?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo, Ma\u2019am, the current fleet of police vehicles still has the type of cruiser that I turn into,\u201d confirmed Prowl.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLet\u2019s talk somewhere private,\u201d directed Samantha. When they were alone, she went deep in thought. \u201cWhat you said doesn\u2019t make sense. Market Research was told that the police is retiring their fleet for new cars.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat\u2019s unusual, given the record of your Market Research department,\u201d mused Prowl.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDidn\u2019t our dad say that it was poor taste to whisper in corners?\u201d asked a sleazy male voice. Samantha\u2019s ears flattened, and her tail was moving back and forth in anger. She allowed a growl to escape her throat as a large male Mobian Exotic Shorthair cat approached them. He had a white suit with mauve trim and a mullet. \u201cSamantha, my dear sister,\u201d said the cat with slime ball sleaziness practically oozing out of his words.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cPorter,\u201d she hissed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMr. Powell,\u201d muttered Prowl.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd Officer Prowl,\u201d bid Porter C. Powell. \u201cTell me, did you register the patent and copyright your name and image?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026No\u2026\u201d replied Prowl.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGood, because it wouldn\u2019t have helped,\u201d chuckled Powell. \u201cFrancine was very clever in finding loopholes for you to get ahead, little sister.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026She lied!\u201d hissed Samantha. \u201cShe\u2019s one of your toads!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSamantha, Prowl is a public figure,\u201d countered Powell, \u201cand our respective companies have been making and selling these exact same police cruisers for years, supplying police departments and paramilitary organizations across the planet with these EXACT…SAME…VEHICLES. He\u2019s lucky I don\u2019t sue him. Besides, Francine\u2019s a Pig, not a Toad.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cPorter C. Powell, this is corporate sabotage at its finest!\u201d snarled Prowl.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd where\u2019s the proof that this conversation happened?\u201d asked Powell. \u201cOr your arrest warrant?\u201d Prowl gave off a dog\u2019s growl. \u201cJust keep in line and we\u2019ll call it even.\u201d He then sauntered off. Once out of visual and hearing range, Samantha gave off her angriest yowl.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAwkward position for your company?\u201d guessed Prowl.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cUrbana Industries can\u2019t afford a recall at this stage!\u201d she hissed. \u201cAnd I can\u2019t ask Powell to cover our rear, he\u2019ll attach strings to it!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWell, I don\u2019t need a canine\u2019s nose to smell the guilt radiating from Powell,\u201d remarked Prowl. \u201cThe Station Square Police Department and Autobots will assist you in any way we can.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI appreciate that, Officer Prowl,\u201d replied Samantha. \u201cIn the meantime, I better get some help from my lawyers and start finding out how many of Powell\u2019s flunkies are in my company.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYOUR company?\u201d quizzed Prowl.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMy husband willed his company to me,\u201d explained Samantha, \u201con the condition that I run it better than he did. I like to think I am and I\u2019m not letting my brother drag it through the mud!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAny particular reason why he wants to?\u201d asked Prowl.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cProbably to \u2018teach me a lesson\u2019,\u201d she hissed. \u201cUrbana Industries and Powell Motorworks were rivals once, and the fact that my husband was a Mobian Rex Fancy Rat stirred up the old racial purity thing!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cEven among Mobians, there\u2019s a belief in racial purity?\u201d wailed Prowl.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDisgusting, yes,\u201d agreed Samantha, \u201cbut most of us believe love conquers all. We just need to be vigilant with the rest of the population so we don\u2019t have any race riots.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI see,\u201d sighed Prowl. \u201cIn any case, I need to tell the Chief and Optimus about this. Let\u2019s meet tomorrow to discuss this.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAll right. Police HQ at 9:00 work?\u201d inquired Samantha.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cPerfect,\u201d confirmed Prowl. He then got a chime on his comms. \u201cYes? \u2026Really?! Where?! \u2026\u2026On my way!\u201d He hung up. \u201cSorry, ma\u2019am. Autobot business.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGood luck,\u201d she bid. Prowl headed to his vehicle mode and sped off to where he got the transmission, leaving Samantha Urbana to ponder her next move.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ratchet stirred from stasis. He did a visual sweep of the med-bay. \u201cWhere did everyone go?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThey\u2019re off fighting MECH,\u201d explained Teletraan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNOW?!\u201d yelped Ratchet. \u201cMegatronus is still recovering from surgery!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cEr, about that, you may want to switch on your laser scalpel,\u201d gulped Teletraan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHow?!\u201d quizzed Ratchet, Subconsciously, he activated it. The instrument came out of his forearm. Ratchet then put two and two together. \u201cThere wasn\u2019t a surgery! Those idiots! Why did they let themselves get distracted by MECH\u2019s move?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGrimlock found Megatronus\u2019 t-cog,\u201d elaborated Teletraan. \u201cThey\u2019re fighting for it right now.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGive me a Ground Bridge there!\u201d ordered Ratchet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou\u2019re still recovering from induced stasis!\u201d protested Teletraan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019m the doctor and I say I\u2019m fine!\u201d dismissed Ratchet. \u201cGround Bridge! Now!\u201d Teletraan, reluctantly, complied and sent him to the area MECH had set up their base of operations. Optimus, Prowl, Megatronus, and Grimlock were caught in a firefight. \u201cYou just couldn\u2019t make the incision, could you?!\u201d snarled Ratchet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNot now!\u201d snapped Optimus. \u201cWe need a way in!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAllow me!\u201d called Grimlock. He fired a shot through the line and then ignored his warnings, turning into his t-rex mode and barreling through. The rest followed him as they headed for the storage barn holding the attempted MECH Transformer and Sylvia and Blackarachnia. The Spider-bot fired her webs, but the two Pax children dodged. Sylvia then pulled out her gun and fired on the bots. The Autobots fired back while Grimlock tossed the soldiers around.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThis is getting intolerable,\u201d hissed Sylvia. \u201cBlackarachnia, stay behind to keep the Autobots in check while we move to our new facility. Purge the place of any sensitive materials. MECH, move out!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019m not one of your foot soldiers, I\u2019m a consultant!\u201d protested Blackarachnia to the retreating MECH soldiers. At that point, Grimlock headbutted her right into a wall near the robot. When she recovered, she swiped the t-cog from the robot and leveled her gun at it. \u201cOne more step and the t-cog is fried!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBlackarachnia, you\u2019d never dare!\u201d shouted Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019m a Decepticon, try me,\u201d countered Blackarachnia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cY-You\u2019re b-b-bluffing!\u201d stammered Megatronus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cB-B-Bluffing, am I?\u201d mocked Blackarachnia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBlackarachnia, hand over the t-cog!\u201d ordered Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou\u2019re in no position to make demands!\u201d shouted Blackarachnia. She forgot a rampaging Grimlock as she was tail-swiped by him She lost her grip on the t-cog, so she took the opportunity to fire on it. The two Pax children tried to reach for it, but to no avail. The shot hit its mark. They hit the floor, slowly to them, as the charred remains of a t-cog bounced uselessly before stopping. \u201cTime to roll out, because I can!\u201d boasted Blackarachnia as she transformed and sped off. Grimlock stopped in his rage long enough to see what had happened. The Autobots snapped out of their daze and scooped up the t-cog, rejoining Prowl and Ratchet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTeletraan!\u201d called Optimus. \u201cGround Bridge to Med-bay! NOW!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The Autobots had gathered outside the Med-bay as Ratchet worked on Megatronus\u2019 t-cog. All the Dyno-bots were there too. Grimlock was leaning against the wall with his arms folded, his features hiding his guilt. It didn\u2019t fool Optimus. \u201cIt was hardly your fault,\u201d he assured.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI allowed my anger to control me,\u201d argued Grimlock. \u201cIf I didn\u2019t tail-swipe her, Megatronus wouldn\u2019t be in this state. I owe him an apology. Don\u2019t bother saying it wasn\u2019t my fault; it was, my emotional state be damned.\u201d At that point, they heard the hiss of the Med-bay door opening. Ratchet and Megatronus came out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2026I did what I could,\u201d sighed Ratchet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMy brother could not have been in better hands, my friend,\u201d assured Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cW-W-Well,\u201d gulped Megatronus, \u201ctime to t-try.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMegatronus, easy,\u201d urged Ratchet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cB-But I n-n-need to t-t-transform!\u201d protested Megatronus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMegatronus, please!\u201d begged Ratchet. \u201cRecovery takes time!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cT-Transform!\u201d ordered Megatronus. The armor twitched, but no transformation happened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe damage was\u2026severe,\u201d said Ratchet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cT-Transform!\u201d repeated Megatronus. Still nothing. \u201cM-M-MEGAT-T-TRONUS, T-T-TRANSF-F-FORM!\u201d Still nothing. Megatronus sighed. Then, just as he gave up hope, the armor shifted and he folded into his vehicle mode! His holo-form came online, and he jumped for joy! \u201cI-I-If you w-will excuse m-me,\u201d he called as he climbed inside hid vehicle mode, \u201cI n-n-need to g-g-go for a d-drive!\u201d He then sped out of the base.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cEasy on the t-cog!\u201d shouted Grimlock. \u201cDon\u2019t wear it out!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSpeaking of t-cogs,\u201d replied Swoop. He then jabbed Grimlock in the back with a needle. Grimlock then grabbed Swoop and slammed him against the wall.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGive me one good reason I shouldn\u2019t tear you a new one!\u201d he roared.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDid the warning flash?\u201d asked Swoop.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAt the moment, I feel like\u2026like\u2026like\u2026like\u2026like I haven\u2019t heard it, what the scrap?\u201d quizzed Grimlock as he let Swoop down. Grimlock got an idea in his head, then decided to try something. \u201cGRIMLOCK, TRANSFORM!\u201d He did so, then the dino looked himself over. \u201cI\u2026don\u2019t believe it!\u201d he gasped. \u201cI can transform at will again!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSo can the rest of the Dyno-bots,\u201d reported Swoop as he held up a gun-like device. It had a syringe on the end of it. \u201cWe finally found the genes that made us slaves to our rage. Granted, because genes are unique in every lifeform, it was different for us all. Long story short, we\u2019re cured. Tails, Ratchet, and Perceptor are geniuses.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI did say my technical staff would help you,\u201d reminded Optimus. \u201cI make it a policy to keep my\u2026\u201d he was cut short as Grimlock transformed and started hugging him. Que the awkward pat on the back from Optimus. \u201cYou DO realize some people will take this as an excuse to write a fanfic about us?\u201d mumbled Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat do I care?\u201d countered Grimlock as he released Optimus. \u201cI ain\u2019t gonna read it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat ARE you going to do?\u201d quizzed Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWell, we knew what we were doing was breaking the law,\u201d sighed Grimlock, \u201c so we made a promise to return the guns we stole, stand trial, and serve our sentence. If we do get an amount of jail time, we\u2019ll wait until we\u2019re released to undergo the Rite of the Autobrand.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat\u2019s quite a commitment,\u201d observed Ultra Magnus. \u201cAre you sure?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBeyond the shadow of a doubt,\u201d assured Grimlock. \u201cI want this temporary symbol covering up my Deceptibrand to be real!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t have the machinery to give you the Autobrand,\u201d offered Optimus, \u201cbut, if you\u2019re willing, you CAN take the oath.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAre you sure about that?\u201d asked Grimlock.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cVery sure,\u201d declared Optimus. \u201cNow, do you want to take the Oath?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAt once!\u201d replied Grimlock. He was about to kneel when Optimus stopped him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t kneel,\u201d explained Optimus. \u201cWe use the Old Cybertronian Salute.\u201d He crossed his arms in front of his chest and the Dyno-bots did the same. \u201cNow, repeat after me: I pledge my undying service to my Prime and the Autobot cause.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI pledge my undying service to my Prime and the Autobot cause,\u201d repeated the Dyno-bots.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI shall devote my Spark to achieving our goal of galactic peace,\u201d called Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI shall devote my Spark to achieving our goal of galactic peace,\u201d echoed the Dyno-bots.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cEven if I must give up my life,\u201d continued Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cEven if I must give up my life,\u201d recited the Dyno-bots.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI will defend the weak and helpless,\u201d proclaimed Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI will defend the weak and helpless,\u201d repeated the Dyno-bots.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd remove any threats from the planet that which we protect,\u201d said Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd remove any threats from the planet that which we protect,\u201d recited the Dyno-bots.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2019Til All Are One!\u201d finished Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2019Til All Are One!\u201d repeated everyone in the room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Blackarachnia sped through the forest, hoping the Autobots weren\u2019t on her tail. It would disrupt her plans if they were. She encountered Sylvia\u2019s MECH company and stopped. \u201cThe t-cog?\u201d asked Sylvia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDestroyed in the firefight,\u201d explained Blackarachnia, \u201cbut we can get another one soon enough.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNot soon enough,\u201d declared Sylvia. The tanks then leveled their barrels at Blackarachnia. \u201cNow.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDECEPTICONS FOREVER!\u201d roared a voice with a Russian accent. At that moment, a black motorcycle with hover generators replacing the wheels came into view with a male Mobian Panther riding it. He pulled out twin pistols and fired.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGET THAT FUZZY!\u201d shouted Sylvia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDevotchka! With me!\u201d called the panther. Blackarachnia changed her holo-form back into her Mobian one and followed the panther. MECH fired on them until Sylvia gave the order to stand down. They found themselves in a clearing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBLACKARACHNIA, TRANSFORM!\u201d announced Blackarachnia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cRAVAGE, TRANSFORM!\u201d called the panther. The front, paw-like wheel fork released the hover generator as it went into the bike. The fork then lowered to the ground as paws came out. Rear legs twisted from the underside of the bike as large rockets were deployed to the rear hips. A tail unfolded with the seat acting as a flail. The handlebars went to the shoulders as the whole thing stood up to reveal a panther-like head. The Decepticon symbol was displayed proudly on the new mech\u2019s chest. This was Ravage, the spy and hunter of Soundwave\u2019s minions. \u201cI\u2019ve observed your entire operation,\u201d he explained to Blackarachnia. \u201cQuite the ingenious bit of scheming you put together.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGreat,\u201d muttered Blackarachnia, \u201cI have a stalker.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou will pardon me for not helping you in the firefight with the Autobots earlier,\u201d replied Ravage. \u201cI only wished to avoid any regrettable\u2026accidents to my person.\u201d A Cybertronian sized, non-Mobian, Sydney Funnel web spider appeared in a hologram.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNext time, try some loyalty to your team, you punter!\u201d shouted the spider in a female Australian\u2019s voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cFunnel, please,\u201d bid Blackarachnia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cPLEASE?!\u201d complained the spider. \u201cCome on! The only thing worse than Soundwave are his minions!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShut up, Funnel,\u201d hissed Blackarachnia as she switched off the hologram. \u201cForgive me, I just suffered a lot in my alliance with those fleshlings.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cFor which, the Decepticons are DEEPLY apologetic, I assure you,\u201d answered Ravage. \u201cHowever, our plans need an expert on this planet, and that is you. You need to tell us what you know, and I was sent to bring you to us.\u201d He then stood to attention and saluted. \u201cCovert Agent Ravage, at your service.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWait a cycle,\u201d snarled Blackarachnia, \u201cwhy didn\u2019t your master come himself?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019m afraid Soundwave is busy with getting our communications online,\u201d elaborated Ravage. \u201cOnly I was available to assist you. You understand, given our current fugitive status, we would prefer to handle things\u2026discreetly. I must say, you\u2019re\u2026different than what I was expecting.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019ve had some interesting times,\u201d remarked Blackarachnia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Megatronus had arrived at a small grassland where no one could see him. He transformed and set up a communications terminal. He grabbed a microphone. \u201cSoundwave, this is your master,\u201d called Megatronus. Noise came out before Megatronus got a response.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDUUUUUUDE!\u201d cheered the surfer-dude voice of the Decepticons\u2019 Communications Officer. \u201cWe just picked up a sweet Arachnoid Femme!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBe careful about her!\u201d barked Megatronus. \u201cPrepare to receive a list of all Autobots on the planet, including Spy-changers!\u201d Megatronus then plugged a cylinder into the terminal and pressed a button. The data was sent over to Soundwave.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSweet!\u201d replied Soundwave. \u201cData received and\u2026wait, the spider-femme\u2019s how old?! Dude, way too young for me! And\u2026a Spy-changer?! Man, what a buzz-kill!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLet her stay the night,\u201d ordered Megatronus. \u201cGet rid of her tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDone and done!\u201d confirmed Soundwave. \u201cWould you want her alive or dead?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDead bots tell no tales,\u201d answered Megatronus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDead, it is,\u201d cheered Soundwave. \u201cI\u2019ll tell Starscream. Over and out!\u201d The call ended.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBest return to base,\u201d mused Megatronus. \u201cNeed to keep up appearances until the plan is set.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Ratchet was put into stasis as Optimus checked both him and Megatronus over. \u201cBy Primus, this is nerve-wracking!\u201d he muttered to himself. \u201cIt\u2019s-s-s n-n-not s-so b-bad,\u201d assured Megatronus. \u201cYou\u2019re not the one wielding a laser scalpel!\u201d gulped Optimus. \u201cNow, please be quiet. I have to put you in stasis.\u201d \u201cG-G-Good luck,\u201d bid Megatronus. He laid […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":1058,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_bbp_topic_count":0,"_bbp_reply_count":0,"_bbp_total_topic_count":0,"_bbp_total_reply_count":0,"_bbp_voice_count":0,"_bbp_anonymous_reply_count":0,"_bbp_topic_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_reply_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_forum_subforum_count":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[98,230],"tags":[146,337],"class_list":["post-1358","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-transformers-mobian-chronicles","category-transformers-mobian-chronicles-arc-6-harbinger-of-doom-and-betrayal","tag-sonic","tag-transformers"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1358","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1358"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1358\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1359,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1358\/revisions\/1359"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1058"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1358"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1358"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1358"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}