Cliffjumper reported what was going on to Goldbug. He and Arcee then arrived, and they took up positions around an oil reserve late at night. \u201cNo one touches this unless they\u2019ve got clearance!\u201d declared Goldbug.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou know, I was gonna do some maintenance on your arm and leg,\u201d muttered Arcee.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThis took priority,\u201d answered Goldbug.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMore priority than making sure that you\u2019re up-to-date body-wise?\u201d muttered Cliffjumper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThis is war, we can\u2019t be distracted.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNot even by Enreil?\u201d The soldiers then looked at Cliffjumper. \u201cIt\u2019s like milk for Transformers. Same health benefits too. This guy, on the other servo,\u201d his thumb pointed to Goldbug, \u201cleft the bottle full this morning, from what Ratchet told me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026You didn\u2019t drink your Enreil?\u201d hissed Arcee. Goldbug looked away, embarrassed. \u201c\u2026Goldbug!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhy should I? I hate it. You drink it, I won\u2019t. It\u2019s like drinking vomit.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?! ENREIL\u2019S GOOD FOR YOU! DRINK IT NEXT TIME!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cFORGET IT! I HATE WHAT I HATE! IT\u2019S NOT LIKE I\u2019LL DIE BECAUSE I DON\u2019T DRINK THAT SCRAP!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cPRIMUS! AND THIS IS THE REASON YOU\u2019RE ALWAYS GONNA BE THE SIZE OF A BEAN!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cA BEAN?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYeah! A bean! Right, Cliffjumper?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWill you just do what she says and drink the stupid thing?!\u201d argued Cliffjumper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNot a chance in the Pit!\u201d replied Goldbug. \u201cI already told you I hate it!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYOU\u2019RE GONNA BE SMALL AND STUNTED FOREVER IF YOU KEEP USING THAT STUPID EXCUSE!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSHUT UP! I DON\u2019T HAVE TO DRINK IT IF I DON\u2019T WANNA!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYOU SOUND LIKE A SPOILED LITTLE BRAT, GOLDBUG MAGNUS!\u201d shouted Arcee.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThese are the\u2026\u201d the soldier stopped as he saw something. \u201cEr, guys!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat\u2019s our que!\u201d declared Goldbug, abruptly ending the argument. Cliffjumper and Arcee then leapt onto the jet that was flying towards them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTime for some jet judo!\u201d laughed Arcee. There was a Male Mobian Pharaoh Eagle-owl in the cockpit. He tried to fling the two bots off of the jet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAfterburn! AFTERBURN!\u201d he shrieked. A tank then rolled up to Goldbug.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cPulverize! PULVERIZE!\u201d roared the rhino pilot. The tank fired, but Goldbug then knocked the blast back with the Magnus Hammer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNice try, Decepticreep!\u201d he taunted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cPULVERIZE!\u201d roared the rhino again. A motorcycle then tripped Goldbug up. The rider was a male Mobian lion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOVERDRIVE!\u201d cheered the lion. The three then fled the scene.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAFTER THEM!\u201d shouted Goldbug.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cCLIFFJUMPER, TRANSFORM!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cARCEE, TRANSFORM!\u201d Arcee\u2019s transformation consisted of her arms folding behind her back, her backpack covering her head, and her legs collapsing into themselves to make a sleek sports car with a pink honeybee holo-form in pink overalls, a blue shirt, and white gloves and boots.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGOLDBUG MAGNUS, TRANSFORM!\u201d Goldbug\u2019s feet rotated, and his legs sunk into his torso as his shoulder pads folded up and his arms folded across his chest. The shoulder pads came together to complete the transformation into an armored van with two cockpits. His holo-form, still a honeybee, but in gold, sat in the left cockpit. The three Autobots and a few soldiers pursued the three. The chase went into the nearby desert. The chase was interrupted as the desert\u2019s sands were flung into the air by weapon-fire. A twin-rotored helicopter with a Male Mobian Osprey pilot was firing on them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOBLITERATE! OBLITERATE!\u201d chanted the Osprey as he fired, scattering everyone, and forcing Goldbug and his fellows into robot mode.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSomething\u2019s not right,\u201d muttered Goldbug. \u201cAt least one of them should have doubled\u2026\u201d A rumbling came from beneath their feet. \u201cSPREAD OUT!\u201d shouted Goldbug. Everyone ran as a tank-treaded mining vehicle with six drills circling in two groups of three above two shovels on the front burst from the ground.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTERMINATE!\u201d shouted the pilot, a female Mobian Russian Desman with a thick Russian accent. The now five vehicles then fired again at the heroes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou\u2019re right!\u201d muttered a soldier to Goldbug. \u201cOne of them should have returned to the reserve! Something doesn\u2019t make sense! One-word idiots shouldn\u2019t be this clever!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026Unless they were playing us!\u201d realized Goldbug. Arcee and Cliffjumper then realized what was going on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe oil reserve wasn\u2019t the real target, WE were!\u201d yelped Arcee. The five then grinned as the Osprey spoke.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAlthough he wields the Magnus Hammer,\u201d he chuckled, \u201cGoldbug never truly learned the first rule of warfare: NEVER underestimate your opponents!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTerminate, obliterate,\u201d scoffed the Desman, \u201ccan you boys believe they fell for that?\u201d She then laughed quietly before speaking directly to the Osprey. \u201cDear, would you like to invite them or shall I?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIf you don\u2019t mind, Sweetspark, I\u2019ll do it. It\u2019s been a long time since I did it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTrue, I DID take up a lot of chances. Very well, enjoy yourself.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cInvitation to what?!\u201d demanded Goldbug.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGoldbug Magnus,\u201d called the Osprey, \u201cyou and your compatriots are hereby invited to surrender to the Lords of Cybertron!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhoever you are, you woke up in the wrong time! The AUTOBOTS control Cybertron, not the Decepticons!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOn the contrary, we were configured to ensure that the Decepticons remained in power or would return to it, and such has ALWAYS been our mission.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026Always? Who are you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWe are as we have always been\u2026the Thrashracons!\u201d Terror then gripped the Autobots\u2019 Sparks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cRequire proof?\u201d chuckled the Desman. \u201cLet us oblige. Thrashracons, transform and show them TRUE terror!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOh, I\u2019ve been waiting a long time for this!\u201d laughed the Pharaoh Eagle-owl flying the jet. \u201cJETSTORM, TRANSFORM!\u201d The sides of the nosecone split away from the cockpit as it folded to the underside of the jet as the sides of the rear split away from the rest of the jet and sprouted hands under the main guns while the thrusters folded down and to the jet\u2019s underside to reveal the head when feet folded out from the front. The bot then landed and grinned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOVERDRIVE, TRANSFORM!\u201d As the motorcycle\u2019s rider vanished, the exhaust pipes split away from the rear wheel as the front twisted to reveal the head and the piping became arms terminating in three-digited claws, revealing a robot that uses a wheel for locomotion instead of legs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTANKOR, TRANSFORM!\u201d The sides of the tank\u2019s front split away, and the rear tread assemblies unfolded into arms and pushed the bulk of the tank upwards while the barrel rested on the right shoulder and the unfolded part folded around the legs to make the front of the tank into feet. The cockpit of the tank then folded down to reveal a head with a Cylon-like visor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOBSIDIAN, TRANSFORM!\u201d The helicopter\u2019s underside split away and folded to the back, sprouting feet as the tailfin folded up between the wings. The guns then folded down from the wings and sprouted hands while the cockpit split in half and opened down the middle to reveal the head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSTRIKA, TRANSFORM!\u201d The shovel assembly under the drills sprang forward and revealed hands, making the drill assemblies shoulders with the drills pointing outwards as the rear unfolded and split into two legs with feet. The cab then folded to the back and revealed the head of a femme that wore lipstick like Arcee. All of the Thrashracons grinned evilly as they observed the terror on the Autobots\u2019 faces. \u201cNow, I will admit,\u201d mused Strika, \u201cthat argument you staged DID throw Jetstorm off a little. No one\u2019s been able to do that with any of us at all. I mean, he recovered quickly and turned the battle to his advantage, but your strategy was still innovative enough for one of us to falter by a fraction. You\u2019ve actually impressed me, so you will have the honor of me speaking directly to you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOh man!\u201d gulped Arcee. \u201cWe\u2019ve been tangling with the greatest group of tacticians in Decepticon history!\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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