- Weapon: Oxidating Laser
Bottom of the Yellow Sea
As Onslaught worked, a series of transmissions he had been waiting for began to filter through. He had trusted that Razorclaw would make progress on his end, just as Onslaught had. His current strategic operations had hinged a great deal on that reality. Would he and his unit survived and prospered even if it had been Starscream on the other end of that comm-line? There was no doubt, in Onslaught's view. All the same, he was exceedingly relieved to hear that the Predacon commander had taken the next, and arguably the most important, step.
Transforming, Onslaught's optics immediately sought out Scrapper. This would be a strong step forward for all of the special teams. If they wanted to carve their own vision of the Decepticon empire and not find themselves under the bootheel of one vying tyrant or another, this would be their golden opportunity. Onslaught was a little leery about anything other than face-to-face communications, given both Shockwave, and certainly Soundwave's, technical proficiency in such areas, but it was a risk that had to be taken. They couldn't remain in the dark, strategically, regarding the progress that the other was making.
>>It is good to hear from you under such circumstances, Razorclaw. With this success, our strategy is emboldened further. Scrapper is open to what we discussed. Starscream was a major obstacle. Shockwave is obviously another. And there may yet be others who think they are best fit to carry Megatron's burden. You will have to be on guard, now moreso than ever. You still have my support. It was not given idly.<<
>>"As to the base itself, it holds much potential, but it is still in its formative stages. It is highly vulnerable. My unit and the Constructicons are the only dependable Decepticons present right now. I have no confidence in the loyalties of the others until they make it clear. I will keep you apprised."<<
Climbing out of the trench, Onslaught approached Scrapper once again. He had been content to continue developing this base of operations. But the political ramifications of their situation were developing as well, and they would be fools to ignore them.
"The winds of change shift again. This time, in our favor. Scrapper...now it's time to go all in. Razorclaw understands the unique burden that you and I do as unit leaders. Motormaster will follow the strongest, and since that was Razorclaw sending that transmission and not Starscream, I suspect his allegiance has been secured. Megatron respected our talents, undoubtedly. Amongst the Decepticon ranks, there were few he favored more...but they did exist. At the end of the day, we were still carrying out the orders of others. Now....now we will execute plans that we have developed ourselves. We will be the high command of the Decepticons. Any spoil of war to come from our inevitable victories will be ours to claim first."
Onslaught paused, taking a moment to consider his next words. They would almost certainly sound like a threat, but he would do his best to minimize that effect.
"But you must commit--fully. If you stand on the sidelines, the talents of your unit will be co-opted by some other would-be tyrant-king with the power to force you to bend to their will. You are too valuable to be allowed to operate independently. Everyone knows this. And I can guarantee that you and your men will not hold the same degree of esteem under the command of Shockwave, Starscream or anyone else that you would in the alliance we can forge with Razorclaw."
And that was that. Onslaught could not make the case for what he and Razorclaw had been building since their time on Cybertron any better than he had right there. Scrapper would see the wisdom in that path or continue to try and find a better option. In Onslaught's view, there was no such thing. For the specialty units, they would have no better opportunity than the one that now lay before them. Would Scrapper see the landscape similarly? That was the million-chit question right now.
Internally, he acknowledged Swindle's update.
>>"Understood. Savages, most of them. When the time comes, their loyalty will be determined by power. And we are in the final stages of securing as much as we will ever need."<<