Mongolian Valley – Shuttle Landing Site
Oil Slick’s systems slowly reactivated from the sudden, powerful and violent attack from Tracer. Apparently the experimental syk he had given her acted as some sort of extra fuel boost. That was the only explanation for the success of her attack as he was acquainted with her physical prowess from past dealings. That was an unexpected, but interesting, side effect. If he could isolate that element it could prove quite valuable in the future.
The Decepticon sat up to see the Autobot shuttle taking off, presumably with both of the Autobots on board. The ember of anger inside of him flared up as he climbed to his feet, aiming his sprayers at the vessel. The ember was quickly doused with a dose of cold logic as the shuttle rapidly flew out of the range of his weapons. Firing now would only be a waste.
The chemist considered his situation. He had failed to obtain the data he required and lost a sample of experimental syk. The only possibility of salvaging the situation lies in the addictive properties of the chemical. He was one of the only beings alive to have extensive expertise in syk, and certainly there were no Autobots who could match him on that. Oil Slick found it unlikely that Tracer would be able to find a new source for her addiction, or anyone who could replicate his formula, particularly since he had upped the addictiveness of it. She would have to come back to him eventually, and then he would extract a harsh payment indeed.
Oil Slick leapt into the air. Flying low to avoid detection he began making his way back to the Decepticon base in construction.
