by blackconvoy_D01 » Sat Feb 17, 2007 7:10 pm
Hello,
Its been some time ago since I wrote the first six acts to this story but i have added the seventh act and I will be posting the rest as fast as I can type them. Please enjoy!
Spawned Battlefront
By Thomas Moore
Act I The Calming Silence
“Time is never recorded when you live remotely. You tend to lose track of it, especially when you attempt to forget your past. Sometimes no matter how much positive input you devote to a just cause, no one can ever forget your past, and who you once were.” Great Shot leaned forward, facing the telecom screen. “That is why I choose to stay here. And here is where I will remain. You don’t know what it’s like Victory Leo. You are reformed from God Ginrai. You could have even motion forward to being a Convoy or Prime again.”
Victory Leo searched for some type of positive response to cause Great Shot’s ideals to change. But he had been down this road with him before. Both he and Star Saber were the only two to ever travel to Cybertron’s second moon to visit Great Shot. A part of Cybertron that is so distant from civilization, that Energon refineries will not distribute power to the territory. Great Shot must live off of power cells for his daily living arrangements. His only contact with the civilized world is a telecommunicator that only Star Saber and Victory Leo have the frequency too.
“Star Saber and I will be out to see you soon, so be ready for company.” Exclaimed Victory Leo.
“Very well, until then.” Replied Great Shot.
Victory Leo shut off his telecom. He learned back to gaze out his window. The view was that of a techno-organic paradise. With all phases of war over, both Autobot and Decepticon military factions had disbanded, Cybertron had become a planet of peace and prosperity once again. The planet Micron, once a penal colony has become a primary Energon refinery operated by the Micromasters and Mini-cons. The planet Zone, once a major military outpost had now become a scientific research facility. Autobots and Maximals had turned back to civilian life as Cybertrons. Deceptions, and Predacons to Destrons.
As for self-defense from outside invaders a military defense unit was formed under the Autobot banner. The unit consisted of warriors of both sides with extensive military background. A smaller paramilitary group was also formed to handle matter based domestically. Their primary focus is to maintain tabs on certain Destrons, especially two factions that had formed out of unrest and hatred of both sides. The Wreckers led by Grimlock, and the Destrongers, led by Black Convoy are in a rebellious conflict to end peace on Cybertron and destroy not only each other but also anyone whom will stand in their way.
'How times have changed, Victory Leo pondered to himself. He transformed to his lion mode and proceeded out for a walk. He continued, it’s amazing; we have Perceptor and Shockwave, who both follow logic and science working alongside each other. God Magnus, from the Car Robots wars, and Cyclonus from the Universe war are military generals. And I wonder if I should vote for Starscream in the upcoming presidential election over our current president, Big Convoy. Yes much has changed, but not too much. The most sinister and evil Decepticons are not held in prisons anymore. Instead their sparks have been removed from their bodies where they are kept in cold storage for eternity. The list is quite long, consisting of Megatron’s whole line from the beginning, to the last war. The list includes the line of Galvatron, as well as many other whom I shutter to think of. I wish Black Convoy could be included with them, but he was rescued by Ruination before they could detach body from spirit. His day will come soon.'
Victory Leo kept his pace of his stroll as he neared his destination of the residence of Star Saber. Passing and greeting neighbors Break of the Neo wars, and Sideswipe of the Second Coming. He even noticed a very strong match of Battlefront, a Cybertronian version of chess being played by Kup and Scourge of the Sweeps. It was almost as if the two were still locked in combat. Peace is good. The silence in the air is calming, and it feels good to function without the burden of constant battle and endless war on your back and mind.
Victory Leo had arrived at Star Saber’s residence. The door had opened. “Star Saber, are you ready? It’s time to go see Great Shot. I think he needs some company this week. Star Saber?”
Victory Leo used his infrared to scan the first level of the dwelling, only to find no sign of Star Saber. He transformed to his robot mode and proceeded to the next level of the retired commander’s home. When Victory Leo arrived his look of seek and find, turned to a look of horror and disgust, as he found his friend and long time battle companion Star Saber, murdered.
Act II The Practice of elimination
Victory Leo had sunk into the chair. Across sat Stakeout, a former battle companion during the Victory and Zone campaigns. Stakeout dictated, as Victory Leo recounted what had transpired up to this moment. Around the corpse of Star Saber, K9 and Nightbeat investigated the area surrounding the body. Outside Streetwise and Mach Alert had maintained crowd control, while back inside First Aid and Ratchet prepared to move the carcass of the one time Autobot Supreme Commander to the morgue.
“I can’t think of who would do it. All those who would seek revenge on Star Saber are either dead, or imprisoned in the Vault.” Exclaimed Victory Leo. Consumed by grief, Stakeout lifted his head from writing and replied; “I can’t think of whom it would be either. I would immediately think of maybe the Dinoforce, or the remaining Destrons who fought against Star Saber who are now civilians, but they all live peaceful lives.” Stakeout is aware of this because the CIPF (Cybertronian Internal Peacekeeping Force), keeps tabs on certain Transformers who, at once time may have had direct conflicts with any former Generals, Commanders, or Captains. All are accounted for with the exceptions of member of the rebel factions.
Stakeout and Victory Leo were interrupted by K9, who transformed from beast to robot mode. “Our observation is complete, we will return to base to compile all information for the final report… I am sorry to both of you for your loss.” K9 bowed his head and turned as Nightbeat, silent and distracted with his thoughts exited behind him. First Aid and Ratchet followed them, as they carted Star Saber off to the morgue. A place that has not been used in many years.
Stakeout proceeded to leave, he turned to Victory Leo first, “and who is powerful enough to blow two holes into Star Saber’s chest the size of my body, shred his limbs, and literally rip him in half?” Victory Leo thought to himself, as a long list of names came to mind. Anyone could have shot Star Saber, but his body too, was brutally ravaged. Broken in half at the waist, amongst other damage. “We should have more information once the data is complied.” Ended Stakeout, as he exited.
Hours later, at CIPF headquarters, officers who had investigated the scene of the crime had gathered in a meeting to share their information. At the head of the meeting sat the chief officer of the CIPF, Fire Convoy. Stakeout was first to relay the statement made by Victory Leo.
“At 1435 hours, Victory Leo entered Star Saber’s residence, seeking out Star Saber. Only to find Star Saber’s body, face down with two blast holes, straight through him. Star Saber’s body was also mangled and torn in two at the waist. Victory Leo also found that Star Saber’s antennas and hands were removed from his body. His limbs not only shredded, but broken as well.”
K9 has shared his findings next; “There were no signs of a Trans-organic entity within the parameter of the body. The wounds, other than the blast wounds, were done by a large entity. More than likely a transformer with a large beast mode.” Nightbeat followed with his statement; “The blast were from a weapon designed and engineered after the first two wars. Its particle beam has a limited blast that disintegrates after its target is hit leaving no residues or scorching anywhere for us to trace.” Mach Alert and Streetwise, who besides maintaining the parameter, took reports from civilians in the area. No one on the watch list was seen in the area, nor was suspicious activity noted.
Fire Convoy looked downward then raised his head. “And what was found in the autopsy?” exclaimed the chief. Ratchet looked at the seasoned yellow warrior, then proceeded; “To start, his hands and antenna were removed postmortem. The wounds from being mangled were made before the laser fire delivered their final blows. Now, here is the interesting thing. The wounds as K9 said could not have been done by a trans-organic being. But a transformer with a large bestial mode could have inflicted the wounds. Most definitely larger than a Grimlock. Stronger too. Savage, and cold-blooded, yet intelligent enough to know just how far to go without killing Star Saber immediately.”
Fire Convoy leered at Ratchet in horror, he responded to the surgeon; “Whom would you have in mind?” Ratchet paused to as he scanned his memory banks to find who could act out such a crime in these modern times. “I could think of a whole slew of candidates, but they’re all in the Vault. But few in the Vault had direct conflicts with Star Saber. Where is the motive?” Questioned Ratchet. As Fire Convoy pondered deeper, Streetwise commented; “If there is one aspect I think we can all agree on, it is that this was the work of more than two beings.” Fire Convoy shook his head in agreement, then spoke: “Here is our course of action: Nightbeat, I want you to return to Star Saber’s to see if there is more than what we have uncovered. K9, you will round up all transformers with beast modes, organic and otherwise. Stakeout, Mach Alert, Inferno, Streetwise, Groove and Siren will assist you in the round up; bring them all in for questioning. Ratchet, you and Fixit prepare the lab to take samples from the suspects and see if they match up to whatever you can find on Star Saber. I will go personally to see God Magnus. We’ll need military support to get to Grimlock and Black Convoy.”
The teams had disbanded, and were off to fulfill their assignments. As they ventured off in their separate directions, Fire Convoy has placed a call to the Vault on a hunch. He was patched through to Demolisher.
“Demolisher, I want a list of all visitors to the Vault, as well as prisoner inventory list ASAP!” Demolisher looked into the telecom with angst. “Do I have to right now? Responded the clerk, I just placed a bet and I…” Before he could continue, Fire Convoy intervened; “NOW DEMOLISHER!”
Demolisher complied without any further hesitation and transferred the requested data to Fire Convoy. Fire Convoy ran through the data that had appeared legitimate. He then summoned TAI. “TAI, examine this data from the Vault and see if it has been tampered with. Also please check all surveillance records at the Vault and report your findings to me.”
“Right away Fire Convoy!”
TAI ended the transmission as Fire Convoy continued hit route to God Magnus. He could have easily called him, but it had been some time since he had seen his younger brother, and he felt a personal visit was due. As he hurried pass traffic on the expressways with sirens blaring, Fire Convoy received and emergency alert transmission from TAI.
“Fire Convoy, we have an emergency! The former Powered Master Commander Dai Atlas is being attacked. I have all CIPF patrols moving out to the area at this time.” Fire Convoy without any hesitation pulled an extensive u turn, with horns blowing, tires screeching, and emergency lights flashing, he moved at top speeds to the coordinates that TAI had relayed to him.
Minutes later Fire Convoy had arrived at the scene of yet another crime. Crowded in a circle were his officers. They surrounded the body of Dai Atlas. Disappointment had fallen over his face, as Fire Convoy thought to himself. ‘We are not the same as we once were. Once, long ago, when being attacked we could fend off our assailants long enough until support would arrive. Now, let alone defend ourselves, it seems we can’t arrive in record time either.
As the team of patrolmen scurry about securing and investigating the area, First Aid arrived with a team of Patron Medics to tend to Dai Atlas’ wounds. After moments of examination First Aid turned to Fire Convoy to give his report. “He still functions, although he has many injuries; His voice box has been ripped from his neck, his spark almost torn out of his chest, also he has fallen…” First Aid’s diagnosis was cut short as TAI had interrupted with a message. “Fire Convoy, I’ve completed the scan of the Vault’s records, including all surveillance. It’s no good. All the files are corrupted. I had Teletran cross reference the information, and my findings are confirmed.”
Fire Convoy Responded; “I understand TAI. See if you can decipher what is fact and what is not, then report back to me.” Fire Convoy surveyed his surroundings, and he began to review the facts. ‘Two former Autobot Commanders attacked. One murdered the other in severe stasis lock. Both mutilated. Ripped apart by strong powerful beings. Who could have done this? Doctored information from the Vault produces more suspicion, possibly leading to whom. But are the log counts of all prisoners correct? Who knows until a physical count can be made.’
First Star Saber. Then Dai Atlas. There is a connection between them, which is certain. The ultimate question that remains was clear, and had Fire Convoy shook to his core.
Who will be the next victim?
Act III Deposits and Withdrawals
“I wasn’t always here. Once I was one of the most dedicated and decorated warriors of all time to serve under Megatron. I served two terms with him. Yeah, I was brash and loud, but good at what I did. Now, I just sit here. Wasting away while I keep tabs on those who I would have followed in a glorious assault. I’ve come to realize that peace holds no true purpose for readymade warriors. I was rejected from military enlistment, so I tried out for the CIPF, no luck there. I even helped out Black Convoy in hopes that he would bring me on board with him and the Destrongers. But he hated the fact that I served loyally under a Megatron. I turned out to be a pawn. Damn, something’s gotta give.
Demolisher shrugged in front of the monitors that surveyed in and outside the Vault. He had a bad habit of falling out while standing. When he awoke he noticed something peculiar in the monitor. A shadowy figure had been seen advancing towards the Vault. Demolisher’s look of desperation had turned to confusion, as he could not make out who this was. A distorted voice had echoed over the intercom in a thunderous roar. “Demolisher, I wish to speak with you.”
Demolisher had been taken back. He knew he was strong, and that he could go up against almost any other Transformer. But this time he was hesitant of what he was not familiar with. “Why should I? Exclaimed Demolisher. I don’t know who you are or what you want.”
The voice did not reply quickly, but as Demolisher turned to the monitors, he noticed that the shadow did not motion to turn away either. A response had echoed through; “You have tried many different ways to remain active in a combatant role. You have gotten lazy and bored. You also have an outstanding debt with several individuals, who seek your spark as payment. But there is a solution to all of these, and a way to provide you with the sense of purpose you have been seeking.”
Demolisher had heard this speech from Bludgeon, the Destruction, and Mega- Octane, of the Combatrons, when they approached him for assistance in the rescue of Black Convoy. He was reluctant to hear more empty speeches of rebellion and grandeur. He sought something real.
The shadow revealed a hand from its shadow stealth cloak. The hand reached back and pulled out a large case. Large enough to store a Transformer the size of Astrotrain. After holding it for a few moments, the hand released the case. Once it hit the ground, it cracked, and from its base gold credits began to seep out on to the ground. Just what had come out would have been enough to pay off the majority of his debts.
Without a second thought of hesitation the desperate Destron raced from his tower station, down to the main entrance. He had checked the video feeds one last time, he even used the infrared so as to detect any others in the area before opening the door. When he was comfortable enough with the stranger’s proposal he opened the door.
“Do you wan to come in?” asked Demolisher, as he scanned the large camouflaged figure, attempting to make out any distinguishing characteristics. “No I do not, nor will I reveal myself to you.” Replied the shadow. He reached behind himself again and pulled out another case, carefully planting it next to the money case. He then handed a list to Demolisher. “Here are the ones I am here to collect. Make sure you give me the proper sparks, bring them to me now, and take your payment.” Instructed the shadow. Demolisher scanned the list. He shuttered at the names noted for which were on the list. He looked up at the figure one last time, then proceeded to fulfill his task.
Act IV High Alert
Victory Leo returned home from Star Saber’s. He was heavy with anguish and pain from Star Saber’s demise. Why did this have to happen to him now, especially with such a long term of peace within Cybertron? What had troubled Victory Leo more was the fact that he would have to be the one to inform Great Shot of his friends’ death. As he usually did, Victory Leo turned to his window and tried to enjoy his outside view. The view did not give him the same sense of comfort as it once did earlier. He turned from the window to his telecom. He had finally mustered up the courage to inform Great Shot of the recent events. He channeled into the frequency, “Great Shot, its Victory Leo. I need to speak with you. Great Shot? Great Shot!”
Great Shot had not replied. Did he too fall victim to the recent assault by the unknown attackers? Victory Leo knew better than to speculate on this, yet he couldn’t help but to feel discomfort in Great Shot’s unresponsiveness. He then checked his messages; The CIPF had issued a state of High Alert.
‘All civilians were to be on guard for their own safety and personal well being. Especially all former generals, commander, and captains, of either Autobot or Decepticon factions. Anyone that notices any suspicious activity, please report it to the Cybertronian Internal Peacekeeping Force.’
Fire Convoy has always moved swiftly on matters of safety. He would see this through, thought Victory Leo. He went to another portion of his home where he stored reserve cells of Energon. He would need them, being that he would have to venture out to see Great Shot without the combined effort of he and Star Saber. He grabbed 10 cells and proceeded out of the room.
As he exited the storage room, he felt as if he was not alone. He turned to look behind him, to find emptiness. He then motioned to go on his way, when he heard the sound of what could have been a large blunt object piercing through the atmosphere. He motioned to dodge it, but there was no telling where it was coming from let alone what it was or it’s size. His turn had been for the worse, as he felt a heavy blow to his head. Unconsciousness began to overcome, as he felt a numbing sensation go from his head to his legs. Victory Leo fought of the drowsiness, as he knew that whoever this was, they were the attackers of Dai Atlas, and Star Saber.
As he fell to his knees, he was ready to fall face first to the ground, but instead he twisted around and landed on his back, covering himself with his forearms, to block any further blows. As he anticipated, there was a second strike. He attempted to grab hold of the object and use it towards his advantage, to no avail. Still dazed, he attempted to make it to the front door and outside for help. It’s impossible to fight what you can’t see. Even more so when you’re training is so far behind. He leaped up to dash, but instead tumbled towards the door. He was close, close enough for the doors to open automatically. But as relief began to fill his senses, he tripped over an invisible object. Once on the ground Victory Leo was dragged back into the inner section of his home.
Death seemed imminent at this point; he had been reborn once in his lifetime. He sealed his optics and thanked Primus for the second chance that he received.
“Open your eyes, old fool.”
The voice seemed distant, as if it were miles away. But extraordinarily familiar. Victory Leo, in his current state could not distinguish who it was, but the current presence of two beings was certain. The voice continued; “I’m having two of my friends pay you a little visit. I wanted you to witness how easy it is to infiltrate and attack. Your two friends had felt the full effects of my onslaught. If you were still Ginrai, you too would have been killed at this point. Alas, you have saved yourself by becoming Victory Leo. This is the third time I’ve had you in a similar situation, you’re very fortunate.”
Victory Leo searched the room to find a direction to reply; “What do you really want?” cried Victory Leo.
A small burst of laughter echoed through the room. The voice continued; “As I said before, if you had remained Ginrai, your life would have been over moments ago. But nay, not for you my dear Victory Leo. Instead I will leave you with this parting note. After the next is slain, and I drink the Energon from his body, I will go to the point of origin. And then, you will have never come to be.”
Confusion and exhaustion fell over the Cybertronian as he drifted into stasis lock. In his sub conscious, Victory Leo had many thoughts and premonitions race through his mind as he replayed the voice’s parting words continuously. More questions came to him as he drifted through the records of past and present events stored in his memory banks. Black shadows began to fill the visions. Swords slicing through steel. The burning sound and sensation of piercing laser fire. Then, white lights began to form. And once again Victory Leo had been turned back into Ginrai. As Ginrai he traveled backwards into himself. From his demise at the hands of Lio Kaiser, to his encounter with Star Saber on Micron. To Overlord’s defeat at the end of the Masterforce war.
Finally, Victory Leo saw clear, as to who would be so desperate to conjure a diabolical attempt these acts.
The voice behind the maddened scheme. It was he. He who hated not his master, but not only his nemesis either. It was he who hated all.
The white light that had engulfed Victory Leo as he positioned himself in a kneeling stance for his last moment. Until a great and large hand had reached out and grabbed hold of him. A hand, as large as that of Uncron but that grasped him gently and carried him upward. Victory Leo jerked feverishly, as if one hundred thousand volts had been sent through him. He shook it off, examining his surroundings; he noticed the hand’s increase in speed as it moved upward. Shocks ran through him two more times. Victory Leo closed his optics, when he had reopened them he saw Ratchet standing over him.
“Can you speak or move Victory Leo?” asked the doctor.
Towering over Ratchet to look in on Victory Leo was Fire Convoy.
“Are you alright?” asked the chief.
“No.” exclaimed Victory Leo. “There will be another attack soon. There is not a moment to waste, because he is too vicious, and now too powerful to slow down now.”
Act V Raiding the Underground
The Underground. At one time it was the original surface of the planet Cybertron. Home to beautiful structures of glass and steel. Manufacturing, Production, science and technological development were the primary functions of most of its inhabitants. Until the war. With millions of years of conflict waged on the planet, its environment had taken a horrendous turn for the worst. After the final war, it was decided that Cybertron rebuild over the damaged land, rather than rebuild the damaged world. Giving its citizens a fresh start.
On Cybertron’s new surface, peace loving Transformers live in harmony and understanding. But the Underground is home to the warmongering renegade factions. Who have not let go of the past, and seek to make the future their own.
On one side are the Wreckers, lead by the Dinobot commander Grimlock. Alongside him are his captains the original Dinobot army. Supported by a group of some of the most noble and well-known Autobots in history. Members include Blacker, Braver, Springer, Chettor, and Ironhide to name a few. Battle hardened, yet they do not carry out acts of terrorism against the new civilization. However, they will not adapt to the fact of Cybertrons and Destrons living harmoniously either. This is due to a lack of trust not only in the Destrons, but a lack of trust in the government and military that has yet to find a solution to the cause of their origin, the Destrongers.
The Destrongers, led by the infamous Black Convoy are a strong and powerful cohesive unit. Their ranks are made up of those who had served during the Robots in Disguise wars. Recently they were able to make additions to their ranks by breaking one of their most solemn codes of no bestial alliances. They were joined by Cryotek, the criminal warlord, and his bodyguard, the watchdog Bruticus. Including other villains such as; Bludgeon, Skywarp, Tankor, as well as many more, the Destrongers make up a challenge that make even those in military ranks nervous in combat. Their goals are simple. Elimination of all Cybertrons, and Autobots. The termination of any evidence, living or otherwise from both the Megatron and Galvatron line, including any Transformer who had or has served under either. And the death of any Transformer that would serve in the presidential office.
The battles between the Wreckers and Destrongers have been fought on my fronts. Pitting Wreckers against Destrongers, Destrongers against the Military, and CIPF against the Wreckers and so on. All adding up to a vicious cycle of disorder and violence. Neither side has been far from their goals in this conflict. The Destrongers have made almost two successful attempts on the president Big Convoy within his first term. Grimlock has had Black Convoy under his blade more than once, and vice versa. At one point the Military was successful in capturing Black Convoy. But before his spark could be removed and confined in the Vault, he was set free by Bludgeon and Ruination, who had employed Demolisher as participant.
These are times of peace, yet no matter how hard anyone tries to maintain prosperity for all, it is our differences of opinions, ideals, and morals that can cause friction and divisions. Grimlock knows this all too well. He has been in a command situation from the start of the Great War. Black Convoy has also seen much in his time and understands the divisions that separate all. Experienced and intelligent, yet stubborn and unyielding to the simple fact that they are holding on too tightly too old ideals.
Through a network of informants and spies on the surface, news travels quickly to the Underground of the demise of Star Saber, as well as the assassination attempts made on Dai Atlas and Victory Leo. This would anger Black Convoy the most. As the commander sat at his desk, arms and legs crossed he listened carefully, as Axer and Obsidian relayed the news they had received. He was cross for two reasons; first that he did not carry out the attacks himself against the high-ranking citizens, and second reason was for the repercussions that would befall the Underground. As the two had completed their report they remained standing in the presence of the dark commander, waiting for a response. Obsidian had raised his voice to ask; what course of action are we to take? The Military and CIPF will be at our door within moments.”
Black Convoy had sunk deeper into his chair, using all of his strength to hold his rage. When suddenly he arose from his chair collected and focused. He reached from behind to unsheathe his Sword of Fury, then proceeded out of the room. “Ready the troop, we must welcome our guest. They’re outside.”
The two Destrongers proceeded out of the office to carry out Black Convoy’s commands, when suddenly a ground shaking thud, rocked the foundations of the hideaway. Shaken, but not thrown off of their feet the three warriors rushed out of the office and into the main chamber. In the main chamber, Bludgeon, Smokejumper, Dreadwind and the others were arming themselves. At the front door, the Combatrons stood armed and ready for whatever would come through. From another portion of the hideout, Cryotek, and Bruticus emerged battle ready.
The Destrongers, made their stance at the front entrance made up of triple steel plated doors, ready for whatever would come through. A third attempt was made to break the door down. As it gave in a little more, Black Convoy exclaimed; “I tire of these fools. They don’t know how serious I am today. Today we battle. Today we kill.”
Silence fell as the barrage came to a halt. But no one had relaxed from their position. Suddenly creaking and the sound of steel tearing was heard overhead, as two sets of hands were ripping through the roof. As the gap increased the identities of the invaders came to light as Omega Supreme and Abominus were widening the opening far enough for Bruticus Maximus to swoop down into the hideaway. The Combatrons responded immediately, leaping into the air forming Ruination. They smashed into each other in mid air, exchanging enormous blows as they locked into combat.
Back on the ground, the doors had given way to one last and powerful blast. As the steel doors flung in opposite directions, foot soldiers from the Military began to flood in. Yet the Destrongers showed no sign hesitance, and immediately charged the on coming invaders. The first wave of troops were known for their fearlessness in battle, led by Roadbuster, Mirage of the Energon war, Scattorshot of the Cybertron war and a group of others stormed through and clashed with the renegades head on. From above, aerial units swooped down. Dogfight, Doubledealer, Nightcruz, and others followed Whirl into the fray. The Destrongers responded, as Jhaxius of the Robots in Disguise war, Skywarp, Windsheer, and Skyfire, followed Cryotek to challenge the Military aces.
Back at the door, Sonic Bomber and Roadfire, who were comrades of Dai Atlas during the Zone war, entered the battle as the second wave. As they leaped in, they cried out “Revenge for Dai Atlas! Revenge for Star Saber!” This had infuriated Black Convoy as he leaped from his tier, and crashed into the two Autobots, driving them into the ground. As Black Convoy rose over them he raised his sword and sliced off the right arm of Roadfire. Roadfire’s shriek echoed the room as the turned over in pain. Black Convoy again raised his sword to deliver a final blow but was cut short as Sonic Bomber tackled him down to the ground before the act could be completed.
On the opposite side of the floor heavy blows were exchanged, limbs taken, and the stench of laser burn off of steel as detected everywhere as Destronger and Military soldier beat into each other further. They fighting came to a halt, as they began to scatter, as Bruticus Maximus beaten, began his decent towards the ground. When he landed he instantly split into fives. The Decepticons who made the limbs of the mega warrior transformed into their robot modes and carted off Barricade, who had taken the brunt of the assault. Strain had come over them as the team captain fell into stasis lock feverishly jerking about.
Then Ruination dropped to the surface, kicking and swatting off more attackers. Artfire, Stepper, Browning, and even Abominus were thwarted like flies. Ruination raised his arms as if victory was nearing his grasp. Until Omega Supreme charged towards the titan, crashing into him, pummeling him to the ground. Ruination attempted to regain ground, but the overbearing size and weight of the super combatant proved too much when caught off guard.
As the battle continued, more Military troops pressed through. The combined ranks were followed by the generals God Magnus, Cyclonus, Prowl of the Binal Tech war, and four Omega Sentinels. It was their strength in number that had turned the tide, as Cryotek and the other aerial Destrongers crashed down in defeat.
Black Convoy, raised his sword once more to deliver death to Sonic Bomber, but he was stopped short by the super weapon of God Magnus, Blue Bolts stared him down. “It’s over Black Convoy, your Destrongers have lost.” Exclaimed the general. Black Convoy burned a hole through God Magnus in a deadly stare, then dropped his sword in surrender.
After moments of securing the area and rounding up the Destrongers for arrest, God Magnus hailed Fire Convoy. “ Fire Convoy, we have the Destronger’s. Have any of the Wrecker’s released any information?”
“Negative, replied the chief. Everyone is sticking to their ‘I don’t know’ story. We do have TAI and Teletran restoring the data from the Vault so we’ll have something concrete soon. What about you?”
Boldly, God Magnus replied with much satisfaction in his voice, “I hope we have enough interrogation rooms and holding cells, because the Underground is completely cleaned out.”
Act VI Coming together
Fire Convoy sat at his computer in his office. He reviewed the corrupted documentation from the Vault, attempting to decipher what was fact and what was not. With all the names on the Vault’s tampered registry, there was no telling who could have been released. The raids on the Underground, which proved successful in capturing all of the renegades, lacked any evidence that would link either side to the Vault.
Fire Convoy leaned back in frustration, as he closed his operating screen. At CIPF headquarters, all fifteen members of the Wreckers were being held, while at the hideouts for both rival factions K9 and Nightbeat searched for more clues that would link the rouges to any of the recent events.
All captives will be shown no form of quarter or reprieve, regardless if linking evidence is found or not. Other crimes against the new society have been committed to justify trial and judgement, not to mention imprisonment. Both Fire Convoy and his brother God Magnus are more than comfortable with this process. As he began to process the formal charges TAI interrupted him; “Fire Convoy, we have rectified the video surveillance from the Vault for your review. It’s dated to from the escape of Black Convoy to the present. Are you ready for the download?”
“Yes TAI, exclaimed the chief. Let me see it.”
TAI streamed the footage to Fire Convoy. There he witnessed the meeting between Dmolisher, Bludgeon, and Mega- Octane, then forwarded to Black Convoy’s escape. He noticed how the security clamps for Black Convoy were not secured properly around his wrist, as well as the security field surrounding the Vault had been disabled. Fire Convoy noted other discrepancies, but the events of seven days ago bothered him the most. He witnessed the stealth-cloaked figure, the exchange of services from Demolisher to the unknown figure, and their final transaction.
Furious, Fire Convoy slammed his fist into his desk. “TAI!” called out the chief. “Yes Fire Convoy?” He paused at her reply so as to regain his composure, and then gave her instruction. “I need that registry list ASAP! We need to know whom we are up against. I also want to know who is working on stealth concealment on Zone, Please.” TAI replied in affirmations she set out to complete here tasks.
He then called out to Mach Alert, Siren, and Groove. “ I want you to go to the Vault. You till arrest Demolisher. Groove, I will charge you temporarily with the security of the Vault until a proper replacement can be made. I will have God Magnus dispatch two Omega Sentinels to give you support. “Roger that!” replied Siren. Fire Convoy left his office. He proceeded to the interrogation survey room to monitor the questioning of their suspects.
In the first room, Streetwise was harshly grilling Hot Rod and Cheetor. Both appeared unfazed by the officer’s threats of imprisonment in the Vault. In the second room, the former CIPF strategist, turned Military officer Prowl, sat calmly discussing the details of the case with Ironhide and Sunstreaker. In the last room, Stakeout delivered the horrible details of Star Saber’s demise to his comrades of the Victory war: Blacker, Braver, and Laster. It seemed as a reunion of sorts. At least that is the angle the CIPF officers are portraying to the criminals. When you are comfortable and surrounded by familiar faces you tend to let go of certain information. Fire Convoy was pleased that he and his unit didn’t have the burden of holding and interrogating the Destrongers. ‘I think God Magnus would have wanted it that way.’ He presumed to himself.
He left the room, upon his exit Victory Leo approached him. “So how goes the investigation, any new leads?” Fire Convoy straightened out his back as he replied; “Yes we have a few, but surprisingly not from either the Wreckers or the Destrongers.
Victory Leo had donned a look of confusion as Fire Convoy told him about the security video from the Vault, and what it had revealed. Victory Leo commented; “If that is true then, my of the assailant theory is coming into light.” Fire Convoy confirmed his statement, when suddenly the stationhouse became silent.
All had turned their attention to main entrance as he walked through. Some stepped away; others snickered with distaste, most simply turned their backs. As the visitor approached Fire Convoy and Victory Leo, Victory Leo cried out gleefully; “Great Shot, you’re here! Thank Primus!”
Great Shot extended his hand to Victory Leo, It’s good to see you too, sorry I took so long.” “Nonsense. Replied Victory Leo. You do know Fire Convoy, yes?” Fire Convoy moved forward and extended his hand to Great Shot. At first Great Shot was apprehensive, but noted that Fire Convoy’s gesture was sincere. Great Shot reciprocated: “Thank you for all of your efforts, of bringing these wrong doers to justice.” Fire Convoy bowed his head in acceptance; he was about to offer his condolences when they were interrupted by Stakeout.
“Fire Convoy, the Brainmasters are requesting to see the body of Star Sab... Great Shot? Is that you?” Great shot smiled as he leaned over to acknowledge the micro officer. Fire Convoy replied to the request; “Yes Stakeout it is fine. In fact, why don’t we all go.” The four robots retrieved the Brainmasters, and proceeded down the shaft way to the infirmary.
“We took the body out of the morgue so we could match any samples we can find to the ones were taking from the bestial Transformers to see if there is a match. I’ve even sent Fixit to the Military’s base to remove samples from Cryotek and Bruticus.” As they reached their floor, the group found Sonic Bomber and an injured Road Fire checking in on Dai Atlas. They exchanged both greetings and condolences, then went on to Star Saber. “Here he is, I will leave you all be.” Fire Convoy went to the lab to check in on Ratchet and First Aid’s progress with the sample analysis. The six companions had stood around Star Saber’s body. Each bowing their heads offering silence, as to their commander during the Victory war. Once finished they went to Sonic Bomber and Road Fire to give their attention to Star Saber’s successor Dai Atlas.
“This should not have happened. Exclaimed Sonic Bomber. I haven’t seen as much combat as some others haven’t, but I know we live in different times. Why would someone do this now?”
Braver responded to Sonic Bomber’s inquiry. “Because they could. It’s easier to wait until your enemy is completely off guard and attack them. You almost guarantee your victory.” All nodded in agreement. Stakeout turned and asked; “Here is an even better question, with all the Destrongers and Wreckers rounded up, along with the majority if the CIPF out conducting investigations, and the military in stasis lock or on duty, who will peruse the attackers?”
Stakeout’s question rang true to all. With all appropriate factions indisposed who would take down this menace? Great Shot raised his voice and replied; “We will, since we are directly affected by these events, we’ll dedicate ourselves to this cause. Who will stand with me?” The other looked at Great Shot, most with admiration, little with angst. Out of the group, Victory Leo, Sonic Bomber, and Braver stepped forward and rested their hands on the shoulders of Great Shot. “We will stand with you.” The four sealed their pact to take on the aggressors, and extract revenge.
At that moment, Fire Convoy bursts out of the lab. “Quickly, we must go!” He ran towards the shaft way and waited for the lift. “TAI has given me the roster of captives from the Vault, and Teletran has completed a physical count. It is, as you feared Victory Leo, it is he. And he is definitely not alone. We have also determined who the next victim may be. Our forces are depleted, I’ll need volunteers.” The four stood forward affirming their pledge to bring forth justice. Fire Convoy looked in hesitation, turning then to acceptance as he replied. Looking for redemption Braver? Very well. Being that Sonic Bomber is already on active duty, I Fire Convoy, am reactivating you three: Braver, Great Shot, and Victory Leo. Now let’s go before it’s too late.”
Act VII- Out from the Shadows
“Mmm, Staislock is wearing off. Beginning to come ‘round. Which mode am I in? I remember getting off of the transporter from Zone. I remember driving home, opening the door…, and the lights. The lights, nothing went on. My home was completely dark. Are my eyes open? My mind is beginning to clear. It’s still dark, but my eyes are now opened. I am not alone.” Star Convoy turned over to try and see if he was familiar with the room he was in, but he was too tightly bound to reach out to any object succumbed by the darkness. He suddenly felt a presence standing over him.
“Attempting to find familiarity within your surrounding? Don’t fret. You’re home. But soon, your spark will join your counterparts who I’ve dispatched in this period of time. I’m even going to go back to the world that was to wrap my fingers around the neck of your forefathers, squeeze, then twist. After that, it will be as if you and your line will have ever existed. You Star Convoy, and all of the Convoy’s and Primes in all time will have never been created.
Star Convoy focused his optics towards the direction of where the voice had spoken from. He was puzzled. Question and doubt began to formulate in his conscious as to how an explanation could be produced that could explain this current circumstance. How could he be here, standing over me in the darkness as if it were almost fifty years ago ‘How as it come to be that Overlord is here at this present time, and I at his feet?’ wondered the seasoned veteran.
Overlord glanced down and responded to Star Convoy’s thoughts. A grind fell over him. “And that’s Master Overlord to you, Star Convoy. Yes, I can scan and read your thoughts in this new form of mines. True, it does suit me well these new abilities. And with this new form, I had more eased to dispatch Star Saber and Dai Atlas to the afterlife.” Star Convoy looked outward with distress. He worked on Zone, and his duties of exploration and research had called for him to be gone for weeks at a time. Word of this new had not reached Zone by the time Star Convoy was en route to his home on Cybertron.
“Show yourself!” demanded Star Convoy. His curiosity was stimulated by the Overlord’s claims of murder. ‘And what of these new abilities, and a new body?’ Before Star Convoy could speculate further as to whom may be working alongside Overlord the room lights were turned on. As his vision cleared, Star Convoy scanned the room to find it empty. He then looked upward to find a strange apparition seemingly standing over him. The apparition removed its apparent stealth cloak to reveal the nemesis Overlord. Overlord looked down at Star Convoy with disgust and malcontent. He knelt down to Star Convoy; “And now your time ends at my hand. And when I and my comrades fulfill our purpose in the past, it will never be. Good night, my fearless adversary.”
Star Convoy, now completely coherent looked up at Overlord. He looked at him in awe of his new physical form, and then turned to shame, as he knew his time had come. Above him in his new body, Overlord pointed and aimed his fist downward at Star Convoy. An electro-magnetic charge had started from his elbow, and formed at his hand growing lager in girth as to deal a deadly blow. His arm trembled in anticipation. Holding the charge steady, a grin formed from the corners of his mouth as he felt his self imposed task nearer to completion.
Curiously, the charge began to dissipate. Overlord looked up and gazed at the wall. His listening receptors had perked as the sound of voices and scuffling became louder from room to room. He pulled off and away from Star Convoy so as to anticipate the intruders preparing to interrupt his kill. Overlord dug his feet into the ground and pointed his fist to the door. Standing ready for who would come through. His years of inactivity could not help him to counter what initial would knock him to the floor.
“Power Stream!” shouted Fire Convoy. As a tremendous amount of water burst forth, knocking down both doors and tyrant, flooding the room thus flushing the assailant out of the home violently through a wall and out onto the street. There curbside Great Shot and Victory Leo charged towards the unrecognizable assailant. Overlord seeing the two titans drawing closer regained his composure. He took a defensive stance and with the thrusting charge of Great Shot lifted him off of his feet spinning him round in mid air, and proceeded to smash him into Victory Leo.
From the sky Sonic Bomber swooped down unleashing a barrage of laser fire which Overlord was able to fend off easily. He reciprocated by returning deadly fire which hit the ace, and sent him crashing to the ground. Then from the corner of his optics, Overlord turned to find a blaze of red coming towards him in the form of Braver, firing lasers and moving at high speeds. Cunningly Overlord converted into this new vehicle mode and at a much more potent velocity smashed straight into the red flash that was Braver sending him many feet into the air until Braver landed side first falling into stasis lock from the brunt of the impact.
Overlord, pleased with the results converted to his robot mode. With his newly acquired body, and skills from years experience he had fended off some of the most powerful Autobots of his time. Yet his moment of gluttony was spoiled as was reintroduced to Fire Convoy, via Fire Convoy’s fist smashing into Overlord’s face. Overlord did not fear Fire Convoy, though he was cautious. Overlord directed his attention to the head officer; “You are of the Convoy line. I can see this clearly. You will meet the same fate as the rest.”
Before Fire Convoy could lean into him further, Overlord leaped into the air, and transformed to his newly acquired flight mode to take off. Fire Convoy surveyed the damage around him. As Great Shot and Victory Leo tended to Braver and Sonic Bomber, Fire Convoy reentered the home of Star Convoy. There, in the room where Star Convoy lay, Fire Convoy converted into his robot mode and released the mega warrior from his bonds. The newly commissioned Autobots tricked into the room. All of them looked to the ground in self disappointment of their failure to capture the criminal.
Star Convoy then addressed them; I cant thank you enough for what you did for me. I couldn’t ask for better saviors.” Braver looked at the former commander; “Who was that and why is he going around murdering?”
“It’s Master Megatron supposedly from the Galaxy Force campaign. replied Fire Convoy. I recognize him from the recent war logs.”
“No. interjected Star Convoy. That is Overlord. And I think if we’re to get to the bottom of all of this we should get to Zone immediately.”
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