- Motto: "I can totally prove that I'm not a zombie! Just lean over hear, and let me take a little nibble out of your brains."
- Weapon: Double Barrelled Shell Launcher
So someone stole a shuttle, but why and when? Does it have anything to do with the cyber-rat smell? Was a decoy, or some part of their plan, or was it all just a coincidence?
Red Alert's mind filled with questions, his processors working overtime to figure out what was going on, when he was startled by Wheeljack patting him on the shoulder. Fortunately for the engineer he didn't get the barrel of the security director's gun in his face this time.
"Slaggit stop doing that!", Red Alert frustratingly said.
Before the security director started alerting the other Autobots in the system, Wheeljack explained the reason for the missing shuttle. It was certainly plausible, everyone knew there was always a risk of something exploding whenever Wheeljack tested one of his new inventions. After taking the datapad from the engineer, Red Alert took a thorough look through the log. Aside from the fact it had been filed late, everything checked out. Rather than relief, though, Red Alert felt a great deal of frustration at the whole mess.
"Wounded pride is no excuse for creating holes in security!", Red Alert scolded the engineer, "I should have been informed about all of this the astrosecond it happened! Did it ever occur to you that someone might have taken advantage? If the Decepticons had known about this they could have easily planted a replica of the shuttle in here without me knowing any better, and loaded it with explosives or a commando unit to take control of the ship while our guard was down! And how do you explain for the cyber-rat scent, hm?"
At first Wheeljack wasn't sure how to explain the possible infestation, then he suddenly remembered something. Red Alert stood and watched as the engineer ran over to a shuttle far away, got down to the floor and picked up some kind of device. Like many of Wheeljack's devices it was difficult to tell what it was until the engineer explained it. A trap that used cyber-rat smell to lure them? That certainly made sense. Red Alert rubbed his chin a he thought about it.
That would seem to wrap everything up- the smell, the locked door, the missing shuttle. But it was rather convenient that Wheeljack would explain things only now. He's not an idiot, surely he would have remembered such things earlier. But still, I can't be chasing around phantom rodents, not when there's always the chance of a Decepticon attack.
"I suppose that does explain everything.", Red Alert said thoughtfully as he rubbed his cranial plate, "But can you get that trap running again? I'd like to confirm it was the same odor I picked up. And if you can get it to work it would be most assuring to know we have it, just in case."
Red Alert took a long look around the shuttle bay. Something still didn't feel right, he could feel it deep in his spark. Whether it was cyber-rats, Decepticons, or something else, he just knew there had to be something else going on, something he wasn't aware of. He hated that feeling and hating not having any kind of evidence to act on it. For now he would just have to monitor his sensors and play things as they came.
"Then I guess there's no more reason to stay in here.", he said to Wheeljack and Inferno, "We should go back to the bridge where we can keep a better watch on things. If they took my warning seriously, even though most bots don't, they should have run a sensor sweep of the ship for any rodents. And if there aren't at least we can keep a better watch on whatever the Decepticons might be plotting."
With that the security director turned around and headed out of the shuttle bay.
This isn't over yet. Something is happening without my knowing. I just need to be more vigilant.