#motormaster

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Near a frozen lake, two mechs stood by a tree. Wildrider aimed his gun at icicles above him, his brother, Drag Strip stared at a wandering fox. “Do you think he’ll be here?” Drag Strip asked. “Dead End’s too busy polishing his armor.” Wildrider growled. “Chasing around birds who messed up his hood sounds fitting.” Drag Strip chuckled. “How funny.” Someone stated. (The two Stunticons turned their helms to the sight of Dead End. He approached the two, a frown on his golden face plates) “What, did the Decepticons get away?” Wildrider asked. (Dead End started polishing his armor)

    “There has been a change in plans.” Dead End explained. “What?” Wildrider yelled. “Motormaster knows how incompetent you are. I’m following Breakdown while you return to base.” Dead End explained. “What about the other Decepticons?” Drag Strip snarled. “They don’t matter, I need to focus on our youngest brother.” Dead End sighed. “Fine, its big brother’s orders.” Wildrider said. (Both vanished, leaving Dead End to look at a mountain) “At least those two left me a trail to follow.” Dead End whispered. (He transformed and vanished.

    Yellow optics focused on thick glass in front of him. Motormaster could see what was behind it. Bright purple optics filled with detail. Her, a femme frozen by time in a forever surprised expression. Something must’ve got her and sprung the trap. The bulky mech clenched his fists, where were his brothers?

    Time passed, yet, nothing. Motormaster’s temper was reaching it’s breaking point. Did they find out about a stupid race or disobey orders? He clenched his fists, this was the best time to break the seal of his brother’s killer. Yet, his two younger brothers wanted to be time wasting idiots. Motormaster screamed as he ripped the pod open.

    The eldest brother stepped back as a claw almost hit his face. He grabbed it and the femme’s chest) “Listen, I was the one who released you!” Motormaster yelled. (Airachnid’s optics widened, who was this mech, where she? Her armor remained tense as the other legs on her back tried to move. Motormaster’s grip was too strong, far more than Breakdown’s. Yellow optics glared at her) “Who are you?” Airachnid asked. “Someone who knows of your reputation. Learned of you after what you did to my little brother.” Motormaster replied. “So you want me dead for killing him?” Airacnid asked. “No, I want to say thank you and request of a favor now that I have released you.” Motormaster said. (He let go of the spider femme and leaned against a tree. Dull yellow stared at poisonous purple)

    “A favor, of what kind?” Airachnid asked. “You did kill Breakdown yes, but, he’s alive. Dang medic friend of his brought him back to life. Now here I am with my brothers from the Allspark ready to drag his sorry aft back there.” Motormaster growled. “Where can I find Breakdown now that he’s running around?” Airachnid asked. “Alaska.” Someone chimed. (The mech and femme turned their helms to the sight of Drag Strip. Wildrider appeared right behind him. Both staring at the femme)

    “So Dead End is following him?” Motormaster asked. (Wildrider nodded) “He’s been bouncing a lot.” Wildrider chuckled. (The King of the Road grinned) “Now Airachnid, kill Breakdown, and we’ll release you. If not, we’ll have to shove you back in that pod and never let you see the Allspark.” Motormaster ordered. (The femme smirked) “That won’t be too hard.” Airachnid said. “Good, because it’ll be a long trip, far up north. My two brothers will help you get there.” Motormaster said. (He vanished into the darkness, leaving her with the two crazy brothers) “Hey Wildrider, I’ll race you and the femme. I’m going to win!” Drag Strip yelled. (He transformed and drove off, his brother screaming before driving away. Airachnid sighed, of all things to wake up to, no chance at slaying Arcee yet. She transformed and flew off after the two crazy roadsters.

    Soundwave walked past a few Vehicons working on various machinery. It was the daily systems check for the Nemesis. Megatron had been planning out ways to attack the Autobots and get Knock Out back. It would be easy, yet after Dreadwing’s team stopped filing reports, all were blind to the snow. The silent mech’s shoulders drooped when he faced a window overlooking clouds. That has been the entire sight of the window all day. Nothing but water molecules gathered up to drift away. He lifted his helm upon the noise of footsteps)

    “Commander Soundwave.” A Vehicon spoke. (Said mech turned to look upon the soldier) “Yes?” (Megatron) Soundwave played. “A new life signal popped up. It’s Airachnid’s.” The Vehicon said. (He walked off, Soundwave follwed him up to a screen. It showed his, Megatron, and now Airachnid’s as still working. Yet, Starscream, Dreadwing, Breakdown, and Knock Out’s were missing. The silent mech started to press buttons, focusing on the spider femme’s location. A map appeared, zooming in on California. The signal kept moving north. He looked at the soldier before walking off. Megatron needs to know the whereabouts of one traitor, based on the path she would be going. The pieces were coming together.

    He left the room, moving across a long hallway within the Nemesis. His fingers clenched, Airachnid, the one who dared try to take command was back. She would soon be walking on eggshells.

What’s this?! A new chapter here? I apologise so much for the delays, as real life is pretty busy nowadays, but I’ll do my best to keep posting and updating this blog. Thanks @lonemaximal.

Two black cars drove through a long and frosty road, their engines roaring in the silence. Until two vehicles appeared right behind them and opened fire on the Vehicons. The two soldiers kept driving in their pathetic attempt to escape.

    Daffodil swerved on the frozen road and avoided her comrade. Badger drove further away from Daffodil, his mirrors focused on the two crazy cars. The two Vehicons stared upon the crevice right in front of them. A sharp turn to the left to avoid the danger ahead. Would it shake the two insane mechs behind them? Badger started to slow down, he and the two Stunticons gazed as Daffodil broke through rails. She screamed before a loud crash echoed across the road. Badger stopped right as Wildrider rammed right into him. The Vehicon tried driving forward, yet, Drag Strip headed right for him!

    Badger swerved away from the two Stunticons, a final shove from Wildrider sent him over the edge. The two Stunticons transformed and looked down the ravine. Grins on their faces upon hearing the loud crash. Ice shattering deep in the ravine. They started to laugh, Wildrider clapped) “I hope you enjoyed the fall!” Wildrider cackled. (Both vanished among the snow, their presence unknown, the icy winds blew, whispers grew silent.

    Three Vehicles drove down a ramp; Ratchet ignored the transformation noises behind him. Bulkhead stepped near the medic, optics focused on Knock Out) “What happened this time?” Bulkhead asked. “He still hasn’t woken up?” Arcee asked. “No, he woke up during your patrol.” Optimus answered. “What are we going to do now?” Bumblebee beeped. “Not sure, we didn’t find any Vehicons in Jasper. They must be up to something ” Arcee said.

    (Bulkhead looked around) “Is Jackie still here?” Bulkhead asked. “Yes, still handling those repairs, always telling me that its fine. Nothing to worry over with delicate equipment.” Ratchet groaned. “Heh, what about Smokescreen?” Bulkhead asked. “Still with him, always asking for crazy stories.” Ratchet answered. “I should get over there and tell him all that he needs to know.” Bulkhead grinned. (He walked away and left the Autobots to return their focus on Knock Out. Ratchet still doing his work over scarred red armor.

    Deep in the hall, the bulky Autobot walked, blue optics focused on the various doors. He stopped upon noticing a shadow pass by the glass. Bulkhead stopped and opened it; he froze upon sighting something phasing through one of the doors. The mech revealed his mace and glaring at whatever might be sneaking in. A capsule emerged, Motormaster revelaing himself gripping it. Yellow met blue as the Stunticon laughed. Letting the capsule roll off his back, he pulled out his sword)

    “Bulkhead, a suprise to see you again after so long. I kinda missed you.” Motormaster smirked. “How are you still alive?” Bulkhead asked. “Takes a lot of hatred to come back, so I give you a choice. Leave me alone or I’ll have to rip your Spark out like you did with mine.” Motormaster snarked. (A purple flame grew within his chest, it emerged from deep in his cold black steel. The Autobot opened fire and the black armored Decepticon stepped back. His armor phasing through the capsule as the shot hit it. Bulkhead’s armor tensed as Motormaster laughed) “Scrap!” Bulkhead yelled. “Come on, tell Jackie to come here!” Motormaster screamed. (He threw his sword, letting it hit Bulkhead’s armor. The Autobot yelped as he hit a pannel on a nearby wall. Sirens echoed across the base, Bulkhead stood up and ripped the blade out. He yelled, throwing it back at the Stunticon. Motormaster grabbed it and revealed his blaster. The black armored truck grinned as he fired it at Bulkhead, digging him deeper into the wall. Bulkhead groaned as the eldest Stunticon gripped onto the bulky mech’s chest. He grinned before starting to hear footsteps.

    Arcee and Bumblebee entered and are greeted by Bulkhead slamming into them. Bulkhead glared at Motormaster as he gripped onto the capsule and vanished.

    Ratchet lifted his helm from his work. Smokescreen stood nearby) “What’s going on?” Smokescreen asked. “I’m unsure.” Ratchet snarled. (Motormaster appeared behind Smokescreen, throwing him at Ratchet. The two Autobots fell to the ground as Motormaster gripped his sword, placing it over Knock Out) “Stop!” Smokescreen yelled. (Before anyone could move, a blaster shot hit Motormaster. He looked and saw Optimus standing near the entrance. Motormaster snarled before something jabbed into his shoulder. He turned to find Wheeljack standing on the table with him. Jackie kicked the Stunticon away, letting Optimus tackle him. Motormaster roared before disappearing. Optimus stood up; all looked around no sign of the Stunticon. Bulkhead ran into the room) “Did any black armored mechs enter here?” Bulkhead asked. “For a while.” Optimus sighed. (Ratchet stood up) “Knock Out wasn’t injured, how close he was to geting his Spark extinguished.” Ratchet sighed. “Who was that?” Smokescreen asked. “Motormaster, you remember that story Bulk told you?” Wheeljack asked. (The young Autobot looked at the former Decepticon) “So many questions.” Smokescreen mused.

    (Yellow optics focused on the jets. Dead End teleported, keeping up with the others. He stopped Orbital Bouncing upon sight of two vehicles on the road. Dead End sighed as they transformed) “Hey!” Wildrider cheered. (He hugged Dead End. The fatalist sighed) “Where have you been?” Dead End asked. “Busy killing Vehicons.” Drag Strip answered. “Motormaster hasn’t returned. You should hunt for Breakdown.” Dead End ordered. “Fine, should we kill him?” Wildrider asked. “I’m not sure. I would speed up the inevitable, although Motormaster wouldn’t approve.” Dead End answered. (The two brothers glared at him) “Fine, we’ll just stay with you!” Drag Strip yelled. (Dead End sighed; before noticing Motormaster with a capsule. He approached, placing the capsule down) “There you all are!” Motormaster yelled. “You decided now was the time?” Wildrider gasped. “Yes, now go find Breakdown!” Motormaster ordered. (Both brothers vanished, Dead End looked up at his older brother) “Except me?” Dead End asked. (The truck nodded) “Keep an optic on Dreadwing. If the spider fails, we’ll still have help elsewhere.” Motormaster ordered. He and the capsule vanished; the fatalist transformed, driving before teleporting further into the path.

STUNTICONS!