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Okay, this is my first hardcore fanfic where I really buckle down and focus on one or two characters. This particular one will be the first in a three-part series. As in the title, I will be adding a new chapter each weekday and Saturday, so please, stay tuned. This should last two to three weeks.


I


The infiltrator's green armor glinted as he climbed into the ventilation system. Below him, two gold-plated guards walked by, chatting among themselves. They were flanked by four drones. The infiltrator closed the vent hatch and began crawling.

"Why was I chosen?" he thought.

He was startled as a cleaning drone scuttled by. It looked at him, its single eye scanning his body. For a second, he was terrified, thinking that the drone would sound an alarm. But the four-foot tall cleaning droid merely came closer and cleaned the infiltrator's feet off. As it scuttled off, it didn't give him a second glance.

"That was close," he muttered.

He continued crawling. He bit his lip as he saw that the vent ended just ahead. Opening a second hatch, he jumped down into a silent room. The spy's advanced scanners swept over the room and he found what he was looking for: a computer console. He typed furiously and stuck a datadisk into the computer. Hearing a noise, the infiltrator leapt into the vent, closing the hatch behind him. The Decepticon Sparkcrusher walked into the room, gave it a passing glance, and shut the door before walking away. The spy jumped down and grinned.

"That's one dumb 'Con," he muttered.

He took the disk from the computer and crawled back into the vent. Opening a panel in his back, the infiltrator pulled out a pillow and blanket. Though Autobots did not require these things, he liked earth-culture, and they made him more comfortable.

"One console down, the rest of the base to go," he muttered.

****

Now, you're probably asking yourself, 'who is this mysterious Autobot who would be brave enough to sneak into the Decepticon base to download information from every console?' In order to get up to speed, you must go back to the beginning of this mission.

Optimus Prime examined the crowd of Autobots before him. They each knew the deadly mission that one of them was about to embark on, and every one of them wanted to go. They were dedicated, Optimus had to give him that.

"Alright, Autobots," he began. The crowd instantly quieted. "I know that this is a dangerous mission, and I do not wish to send any of you. However, I am needed here, so one of you must go. I pick..."

Every Autobot quivered in anticipation. Would it be they who went on this mission? Would they return? Would they be successful?

"Strongarm," Optimus Prime said.

The experienced old Autobot in the back picked up his axe, and without a word, approached his commander. Optimus knew just how much Strongarm had been through. As a younger Autobot, the hero had lost an entire squad of Autobots to a single Decepticon. Strongarm wore a scar on his face as remembrance of that failed mission.

"I'm ready, sir!" Strongarm said.

"Good. Ratchet will open the spacebridge, which will teleport you to the Nemesis. Call us when you are ready to return. Good luck, my friend."

"Thank you, sir."

****

Strongarm awoke early the next morning. Of course, he was just assuming it was morning. After all, the Nemesis had crashed on a planet where there was little to no light. For all he knew, it could be the middle of the night.

"Better get going," he muttered. After picking up his pillow and blanket and eating his daily ration of energon cubes, he set off in a different direction. Below him, he could hear the common Decepticon chatter about making the Autobots slaves when the war was over.

"Yeah, right," he muttered to himself. "You talk like you'll be winning."

He carefully and quietly descended into the next tech room and inserted the disk in the computer. Hoping that no one opened the door, he crawled around the room, examining each little detail on every wall, every desk and table. On the far wall, a weapon rack sat menacingly, waiting for Decepticons to come in and take them to battle. Strongarm saw three rifles, two energon spears, and a sword that looked like someone had polished if for weeks without stopping. He pulled out his energon axe and looked at it.

"Could use a little work," he muttered. "But it cuts deep."

Putting his axe away, he took the disk. Making sure no one was watching, he continued down the hallway. No taking the ventilation system this time, he decided. He ran from cover to cover, hiding quietly whenever a guard or drone appeared.

Transforming into vehicle mode, he raced down the hallway, transformed back into robot mode, and entered a third room. So far so good. He just hoped things remained that way.

"Hey. YOU!" a voice called.

Strongarm whirled around. Two Combaticon warriors and three Payload drones ran toward him. Taking his axe, Strongarm slashed the head off of one drone before kicking the decapitated body into a Combaticon. The much bulkier body pushed the dead drone aside and attacked. Strongarm did a whirling attack, slashing through the sparks of both Combaticons and cutting the arms off of the Payloads.

"It's not going to be that easy," he said.

He leapt into the vent and cringed as the alarm blared. He was caught!

Now onto the really exciting parts. Here, we see the true Decepticon nature: ruthless and uncaring for life, even for their own. However, you may see some caring between Decepticon counterparts, similar to Barricade and Frenzy, but with the larger Cons, as well. The Decepticons featured will include the members of Bruticus Maximus, Sparkcrusher, Tankor, and several other toyline-only Decepticons.

II

The first Decepticon to follow Strongarm to the vent was Reedman. Since the tiny villain was very sleek and agile, it was easy for him to get into the vents. He fired small burst of machine gun fire at the retreating Autobot. Strongarm blocked the bullets with his axe and slashed downward. The axe cut open the vent's floor, and both Reedman and Strongarm went toppling down.

"Aw, great!" Strongarm muttered.

He stepped on the tiny Decepticon and ran down the hall. Alarms were still blaring. An occasional missile slammed into the walls close to Strongarm. The brave Autobot continued running. Suddenly, a fast-moving Pontiac Solstice came roaring down the halls, transforming into robot mode as it sped. Its white body was marked with red stripes. The Solstice Decepticon fired its machine gun at Strongarm. The Autobot slid to the ground and slashed the Decepticon's legs.

"Yow!" cried the Con.

"Runamuck, you okay?" called Sparkcrusher.

The big tank Decepticon ran over to his sleek, speeding counterpart and helped him stand. Swindle, Vortex, and Brawl went running by.

"We'll get you to a CR Chamber," Sparkcrusher said.

"Thanks...Sparkcrusher. He...got my legs," Runamuck muttered.

Meanwhile, Strongarm leapt over an oncoming Decepticon drone and grunted as he hit the floor. Transforming into his jeep mode, he hit the throttle and went speeding down the narrow hallways. Brawl transformed into his anti-aircraft tank mode and rumbled down the hall after him. Swindle and Vortex attempted to transform into their helicopter modes, but immediately hit the ceiling and crashed down.

"Not a good idea to fly in cramped quarters!" Decepticon Blast Off cried as he ran by.

Swindle and Vortex nodded, transformed back into robot modes, and ran after Strongarm. The Autobot's vehicle mode turret swivelled around and fired at Brawl. The big tank kept coming. Grunting, Strongarm turned the turret back around and swerved into a small room.

"I'll have to fight," he decided.

Brawl turned into his towering robot mode and followed the Autobot in. Strongarm slashed at Brawl. The big Decepticon grabbed his axe and ripped it from his hands, bringing up his fist to slam it into Strongarm's chest as he did so. Strongarm slumped over.

Swindle and Vortex walked up, followed by tank-mode Blast Off. He transformed into robot mode and snarled as he saw the limp, unmoving form of the Autobot. He gestured down the hall.

"Brawl, take him to Onslaught," Blast Off said.

"Right."

Brawl hauled his prisoner down to Onslaught's office. The Decepticon sub-commander stood and looked at the Autobot. A grin spread across his face. He motioned for Brawl to revive Strongarm. Brawl roughly kicked Strongarm until the Autobot awoke.

"I-I'll never surrender, Decepticon," he said.

"Yeah, I think you will," hissed Onslaught. "Because if not, Brawl here is going to vaporize you. And trust me, it'll be simple. Like shooting a pillow."

Strongarm grumbled to himself as Brawl and Blast Off shoved him forward. Onslaught stared down at Strongarm. After a moment, he looked at Swindle and Vortex.

"Search him."

First Vortex, then Swindle slowly examined every portion of Strongarm's body. Strongarm mentally kicked himself for not hiding the datadisks. As the two Decepticons gave Onslaught the disks, Strongarm lost all feeling in his arms. Brawl was gripping him tightly.

"Interesting," Onslaught said. "Take him to Fearswoop. Let our insane ally take care of this invader." Looking at Strongarm, he continued, "He'll rip you apart within an hour of having you."

A Decepticon leaning against the wall chuckled and walked over to help shove Strongarm out of the room. Onslaught motioned to him.

"No, Tankor. I need you to do something for me."

The Decepticon nodded and walked back into the office and leaned back against the wall. He frowned.

"Fine. Wasn't going anywhere, anyway."

Onslaught grinned. If this Autobot knew anything, Fearswoop's insane methods would get it out of him. And this Autobot would go out with a blaze.

"Tankor, get Megatron. I want him to see this...personally."

Can someone please comment so I know if I'm doing well?

Today, we'll see the maniac that is Fearswoop. I was going for a deadly, insane torturer who doesn't care what information he gets out of prisoners as long as he gets to rip them limb from limb.

*SPOLIER ALERT* Stay tuned, by the middle/end of next week, we may have the Autobots coming to the rescue. *SPOILER ALERT*

III

Fearswoop's immense body and outlandish color scheme was enough to scare Strongarm before the torturing even began. He knew that he was in for some pain the second Fearswoop looked down at him. As Strongarm tried to look back bravely, Fearswoop's single eye seemed to brighten. Then, the Con laughed.

"This will be fun!" he said. "I have a defiant one!"

"You won't get anything out of me!" Strongarm snapped.

Ignoring him, Fearswoop stepped back, as if waiting for something. Was there a special torture routine that Strongarm wasn't aware of? But as the tall, shadowy figure entered from the other side of the room and the rest of the Decepticons bowed, Strongarm knew exactly what Fearswoop had been waiting for.

"Megatron," he whispered.

Megatron looked down at the pathetic prisoner. Strongarm noted that Tankor and Starscream had also apparently wanted to see the torturing, as they were behind Megatron. The Decepticon leader knelt down so that he could look Strongarm in the eye.

"Whatever you know, Autobot," he said, "it will soon come out."

Fearswoop stepped forward and ignited his flamethrowers. Strongarm cried out in pain as the heat began to melt his green armor and overheat his internal systems. The Decepticons began to laugh. Strongarm bit his lip to keep from exclaiming everything he knew about the Autobots' plans. The heat would've knocked Strongarm back against the wall if he hadn't been clamped to the wall already by electric cuffs.

"YOW!" he cried. "NO! NO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"

Fearswoop chuckled and turned up the heat - a lot. Strongarm's screams escalated. The more Strongarm burned, the better.

When Fearswoop finally stopped baking him, Strongarm was unrecognizable. His armor had been charred black, his eyes were dim, and the hole in his face was leaking oil.

"I won't tell you...anything..."

Megatron laughed, his deep voice ringing through the chamber. He turned to a warrior in the back of the room, Skywarp. He motioned towards Strongarm.

"Take him to the prison cells," he commanded. "Fearswoop, take a break for about an hour. When we come back..."

"Say no more," Fearswoop hissed.

He laughed out loud, looking down at the disfigured Strongarm. The Autobot could no longer look up in defiance, for he was too injured to even raise his head. Skywarp hauled Strongarm off.

****

After half an hour, Strongarm had regained some of his strength and color. He was still injured, but the hole in his face had stopped leaking. He groaned occasionally.

"Okay," he muttered to himself. "Got to think. Must be a way out of here. Too many guards."

He looked up. At the top of the wall, there was a ventilation shaft just big enough for him to fit in. He climbed the wall quietly and snuck into the vent. Careful not to let the hatch fall to the ground, he climbed inside and shut the hatch.

"Now, to get my weapon back, and call the Autobots."

As he crawled, he noticed something. The vent was beginning to heat up. A lot. He looked around. The metal walls were turning red. Moving quickly, he exited the vent at the next hatch. As he fell to the hallways below, he raised his battle mask to cover his scarred face. He landed directly on a gold Stunticon guard. Kicking the guard in the face, he stole a rifle from the guard and blasted Decepticons coming down the hall toward him.

"So much for escaping!" he cried.

He suddenly saw a guard holding his axe. Thinking fast, he fired on that guard and picked up his axe. As drones charged down the narrow hallways, he hacked and slashed at them, ending many of their short lives. Suddenly, his heat sensors overloaded. Fearswoop.

"Fall, Autobot!" the torturer cried.

Already weak from the previous torture, Strongarm fell easily. At Fearswoop's command, three drones led him down the hallway to the torture chamber.

"Alright, Autobot, let's do this!" Fearswoop hissed.

Awww poor strongarm!! I hope he manages to escape somehow. Brutal torture almost like mine he he I like it keep going I want to know what happens to Strongarm!!

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.

IV

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.

Yay go strong arm...

Alright, glad you like it!

This chapter will feature recently announced characters: Sonar (the Depthcharge boat repaint), Dirge, Bludgeon, and possibly more. For the official pics of Sonar, Dirge, ect, please check TFormers.com. Also, Wideload is the repaint of Rollbar and Armorhide is a repaint of Movie Landmine.

V

Strongarm was under fire almost as soon as he charged out of the room. Explosive shells fired by Tankor, Brawl, and Blast Off made him duck behind a corner before he was destroyed. Transforming, he raced forward and rammed at full speed into Brawl. After doing so, he changed form again, drew his axe, and slashed Tankor's treads.

"Hey, Autobot!" a voice called. "Remember me?"

Runamuck came rolling down the hall, firing rapidly using his machine gun. Strongarm blocked the bullets with his axe, they ricocheted off the blade, and hit Blast Off. Strongarm tossed his axe through the air, cutting through Runamuck's arm.

"This isn't so bad," he muttered.

Picking up his axe, Strongarm turned to find a giant, skull-faced Decepticon weilding a katana. Bludgeon! This wouldn't be an easy fight! As the huge Decepticon brought his sword down, Strongarm knelt and blocked the blow with his axe. Extending his legs, Strongarm knocked over Bludgeon, using the Decepticon's size to his advantage.

"Sound the alarm!" called Decepticon Dirge. "He's attacking!"

Dirge transformed into jet mode and swooped down the hallway, firing a barrage of missiles straight at the small Autobot. Strongarm barely made it out alive as the missiles hit the hall's ceiling. However, a single projectile suddenly slammed into his back. The Decepticon Sonar approached from behind him, shoulder guns smoking.

"That might've been bad," he said. "Wake the others, Dirge. I'll get this guy to Megatron."

With a devious grin, Dirge nodded.

****

Optimus Prime was carefull to pick out the most powerful Autobots to save Strongarm. Standing at attention in front of Prime were Brawn, Ironhide, the Aerialbots, Stratosphere, Rollbar, Crosshairs, Wideload, and Armorhide. Optimus picked up a black jet engine and placed it on his back.

"I'd hoped to never have to use this again," he said.

Putting the rest of Jetfire's armor on his back, Optimus looked at his eight allies. The strong Autobots saluted bravely.

"We will go save Strongarm now!" he said. "While Ironhide, the Aerialbots, Brawn, Rollbar, and I hold of the Decepticons, the rest of you find Strongarm! Autobots, roll out!"

The Aerialbots combined into Superion and flew through the portal, followed by the rest of the Autobots. They all hoped that everyone would make it out alive.

You'll see a few references to the original G.I.Joe movie here, including Megatron beating Strongarm down (Serpentor beating Falcon) while the other Autobots defeat his men and rescue Strongarm. Be ready for some intense action, this should wind down some time next week, it's getting rough! Also, Strongarm's 'Moronitron' insult came from the ROTF Wii game, where Ironhide called Megatron that while saying something about hitting someone from behind. Here, Strongarm says 'kicking while you're down.'

VI

Megatron's blade slashed through Strongarm's raised battle mask. The Autobot's cicuitry flared, and he fell to his knees. The two drones holding his arms with an iron grip didn't release him, even when he started to collapse. Megatron slapped Strongarm with his normal hand, and the mask cracked. Strongarm's knees buckled.

"YOU WON'T HOLD OUT FOREVER, AUTOBOT!" Megatron cried. "TELL ME ALL YOU KNOW ABOUT THE AUTOBOTS' PLANS OR I WILL VAPORIZE YOU!"

"I...don't need...to fight...you," Strongarm said. "If...you kill me...then fine...but I should only... have to resist for...a few...minutes..."

Megatron struck Strongarm in the gut. Oil now began to leak from Strongarm's chassis and faceplate. Megatron slashed through his mask completely, shattering the Autobot's only defense. He moved in for the kill, slashing downward and bashing Strongarm on the back and picking him up.

"YOU WILL BREAK!"

HE head-butted Strongarm. It was all the brave Autobot could do to stay conscious. But he wasn't through yet. Raising an arm weakly, Strongarm slapped Megatron across the face. Stunned, the Decepticon leader backed away. Too weak to fight, Strongarm flopped over in front of the two drones. Angered at the sight of someone striking their commander, the drones began kicking Strongarm.

"Never...too brave...to kick someone...while they're down," he muttered. "You...should know something...about that...Moronitron."

"Moronitron?" Megatron cried. "You dare mock me?"

He stood over Strongarm, sword arm raised. The brave Autobot never moved. If this was the end, then he would face it bravely.

****

But it was not the end for Strongarm, because at that moment, the Autobots' spacebridge had dumped them in a hallway not far from the throne room. Optimus motioned in the direction of the noises that were quite obviously marking Megatron's constant blows.

"He's down there!" he said.

Suddenly, Bludgeon, Tankor, Sparkcrusher, and the combined form of the five Combaticons - Bruticus Maximus - came charging down the hall. While Superion battled Maximus, Ironhide dueled Bludgeon, Optimus took Sparkcrusher, and Brawn began bashing Tankor. Crosshairs, Rollbar, and the others transformed into vehicle modes and began rolling toward the throne room.

"Bludgeon, as ugly as ever!" Ironhide mocked.

Bludgeon slashed wildly at Ironhide, and the huge Autobot opened fire. The missiles and plasma that erupted against Bludgeon's metal armor caused such a bright flash that even Bruticus Maximus was temporarily disoriented. Transforming into tank mode, Bludgeon returned fire. Ironhide was thrown into the far wall.

"Ironhide!" Optimus called.

Blasting Sparkcrusher with Jetfire's blaster and then impaling him, the Autobot leader turned to help Ironhide to his feet. Bludgeon helped Sparkcrusher escape while Optimus and Ironhide ran to assist Strongarm, leaving Superion and Brawn to hold off the Decepticons.

****

Wideload rammed at full speed through the throne room door and transformed into robot mode, taking out two Constructicon guards in one blow. Immediately behind him, Crosshairs tossed his axe, killing both drones that were holding Strongarm. Stratoshere broke down the wall and kicked Megatron through the far door.

"Come on, Strongarm!" Rollbar said. "We gotta get out of here!"

But just then, something terrible happened. The entire ceiling came crumbling down and something huge crashed down, its four legs barely missing them. Devastator had arrived.