- Motto: "Transform and smoke 'em!"
- Weapon: Twin Shoulder-Mounted Rocket Launchers
Stationary Orbit - Dark Side of the Moon
A large subspace tear opened from the blackness of the void, revealing the immense Decepticon battlecruiser known as the Thanatos. Once the vessel had completely exited hyperspace, it settled into a stationary orbit on the dark side of the Earth’s singular moon, the rip in subspace remaining open for the forthcoming arrival of the Obliteration behind it. Physically, it had been a long trip, spanning thousands of light years, but the time it had actually taken was rather short in comparison thanks to advanced wormhole technology.
Razorclaw peered at the main view screen in front of him as the darkness of the lunar surface filled his forward field of vision. On the other side of this dead rock was the mudball of a world called Earth. It had been a while since he and the Predacons had been here, but it hadn’t been long enough for his liking as this planet was nothing in comparison to what Cybertron used to be. It was a filthy world crawling with disgusting flesh creatures he’d sooner crush underneath his foot then take a first glance at. But, here they were once again and for very different reasons than before. Now, it was to deal with the leadership conundrum and in the process hopefully avoid a full out Decepticon civil war, which would benefit no one but the Autobots, themselves.
“Divebomb, report our status,” Razorclaw’s voice boomed to his pilot and navigator. The aerial Predacon was a loner amongst the team ranks, but he had his usefulness even if he had his moments of failure. Thankfully, that did not happen often enough to become a grave concern to the Predacon Commander.
“Yes, sir,” Divebomb responded as he checked all systems. Several astroseconds later, he turned around in his chair to face Razorclaw. “All systems are operating at optimal standards, commander. However, energon levels are down more than thirty percent, but that’s to be expected after a warp jump of this length. We will need to refuel before making another jump, but we have adequate power to sustain our systems for the time being.”
“Excellent,” Razorclaw replied, interlacing his actuators in front of his faceplate as Divebomb nodded before returning his attention to his console. The Predacon leader then opened a comm line to the Military Operations Commander in order to inform him of their arrival:
>>”Lord Shockwave, this is Razorclaw. We have arrived in the Sol System and assumed a stationary orbit on the far side of Earth’s satellite body. Should I attempt to contact Soundwave, or would you like to do so yourself, sir?”<<