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"Fish are friends, not food!"
Level 4 Autobot
Searcher stood crouched in his vantage point - a dilapidated building overlooking the vast lake that was once the Hydrax Plateau. Why in Primus' name he let himself be talked into running this mission he'll never know. Day after day for a solid week he'd peered through his sniper scope just to see swarms of hungry Sharkticons rise out of the waves, as well as numerous Autobot and Decepticon copters and sea-based creatures attempt to study and/or capture the beasts only to be subjected to any number of teeth-related injuries.
"I came back to service for this?!" Searcher muttered to himself.
A flash of movement below him caught his optic, so he adjusted his aim toward the approximate area of the movement. Several hundred yards away, on the bank of the giant lake, Searcher saw three figures. Two of them he recognized and knew by name. The third he recognized but...there was something weird about it.
Dreadspawn and Redimus stood there regarding the creature they had found. It was indeed a Sharkticon, but it was behaving oddly. For one thing, it was in robot mode rather than its beast mode. And it seemed to be...talking to the two 'Cons. And not just talking, but pleading with them and waving its arms in the air frantically.
"The pit...?" Searcher zoomed in as much as he could to get a better look. The Sharkticon was indeed trying to say something to the two Decepticon warriors, and it seemed quite urgent. Dreadspawn and Redimus, however, just stood there staring at it, arms crossed. Searcher couldn't tell what they thought of the strange creature before them since their backs were to him. He briefly thought about taking a quick shot at one of them...but quickly backed out of that plan knowing full well he'd have to run for his life again after that.
After a few more minutes of pleading, the Sharkticon stopped waving its arms and stared back at the two 'Cons. Dreadspawn and Redimus moved for the first time, turning their heads to look at one another. Their faces were emotionless for about five seconds. Then they both exchanged sinister grins and looked back at the Sharkticon. Before the poor beast could react, Redimus immediately lunged forward and kicked the Sharkticon in the ball bearings, launching him into the air a couple of stories. Dreadspawn flew up after it and punched it square in the face. The Sharkticon zoomed away and fell back into the lake with a huge splash. Then Dreadspawn looked down, said something to Redimus, and then both 'Cons transformed to vehicle mode and raced off.
Searcher kept his optic on the lake where the Sharkticon landed for about another three minutes before moving. Stowing his rifle, he transformed into his Apache helicopter mode and flew toward the water. He hovered above the spot where the beast vanished, hoping and praying it didn't leap out of the water to take a bite out of his chassis.
To his infinite relief, that did not happen. Instead, he saw the tiniest bit of movement from the bottom of the water headed toward the shore. His sensors registered an energon signature, neither Autobot nor Decepticon.
"Must be him. Guess I could find out what he wanted..."
Searcher tracked the signature as it headed toward land while he hovered where we was. Eventually, the same Sharkticon walked up out of the water onto land, shook his head, and then turned to look at Searcher. After regarding each other for a few moments, Searcher decided to investigate and flew toward the Sharkticon. He transformed some distance away and immediately trained his sniper rifle on the beast.
The Sharkticon waved at Searcher despite a gun being aimed at his face. "Hullo!" the Sharkticon said with a very deep British accent.
"Uh...hi," Searcher replied questioningly.
Searcher took his optic from the scope and regarded the Sharkticon with confusion and awe. "'Bruce?'" he said. "What kind of a name is..."
"Fish are friends, not food!!"
Searcher blinked at the outburst. It took him a few seconds to register what he said, and when he did...
"Wait...did you just quote Finding Nemo?"
The Sharkticon just grinned.
"Oh Primus...." Searcher lowered his rifle and reached up for his commlink, contacting the Pride.
"Yo, this is Amp," the stoned-sounding voice on the other end said.
"Amp, it's Searcher."
"Yo man. What's shakin'?"
"Who's on watch now? I got something to report..."
"Uhhhhh..." Amp trailed off for a few seconds, prompting Searcher to wonder if he fell asleep again. Before he could say anything, Amp came back on the line.
"Dragonslayer is up here now, I think Altius left him in charge...or something..."
"Fine," Searcher said indignantly. "Put him on."
"Hold your servos, man," Amp retorted slowly. Searcher still wondered what Command was thinking with their whole Rehabilitation and Conscription Plan as he waited for Dragonslayer.
A more energetic, slightly Southern accent came on the comm. "Dragonslayer here. What's going on Searcher?"
"Well, you're not going to believe this but...
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