Alright, then. It's time to see how our hero (Strongarm, of course
) will escape (or not) from this terrible torture and get back to the Autobots' base.
As the two drones took Strongarm back to Fearswoop for the third day of torture, the Autobot raised his battle mask in determination. He would not give up any information to Fearswoop. When they approached the towering Decepticon, Strongarm looked defiantly in his enemy's eye.
"Do what you want!" he barked. "I don't care!"
"More and more feisty every day," Fearswoop said. "Good, very good. That will make it so much sweeter when I finally break you."
While the drones pinned Strongarm to the wall, the Autobot studied the room, as he had done the past two days. The walls were strong, so there didn't seem to be a way out. The doors were guarded by Vortex, Swindle, Brawl, and Blast Off, and the vent sysems had been locked down.
"Time for fun," Fearswoop said.
He activated his flamethrowers. After many agonizing hours, Strongarm had finally learned to deal with the pain and focus on his surroundings. If only there was a way to break his bonds, he could fight off all five Decepticons, plus the two drones. Then, it came to him. Shifting his weight to one side, he forced Fearswoop to focus all the fire on one side of the wall. Focusing on ignoring the pain, Strongarm stayed in that position for many moments.
"You really are tough," Fearswoop muttered.
Yes! The high concentration of fire was melting one of the bonds! Soon, the bond was liquefied, and Fearswoop didn't even notice. All at once, Strongarm pulled his arm free from the goop and smashed his other bond. Leaping over Fearswoop's head, he bashed the tall Decepticon's back, knocking him over. Grabbing his axe from the guard table, Strongarm whirled around and slashed the heads off of two drones. After that, he whirled around and picked up a pair of stasis cuffs.
"What's he doing?" cried Vortex.
The four Decepticons charged to attack. After slapping the stasis cuffs on Fearswoop, he whirled around and slashed Brawl's legs. The lumbering Con screeched and fell. Ignoring the other Decepticons, Strongarm transformed and rolled away. Hiding in a small room, he turned on his comlink.
"Optimus Prime, this is Strongarm. Can you hear me? I need help. I have been found by the Decepticons, and I need immediate reinforcements. Please, hurry!"
Hoping for the best, Strongarm raised his axe, and with a deep breath...charged into the corridors.