#sixshot

Hi guys, I’ve decided to change my schedule around and see if I’d be able to get things done! I’m still trying to find motivation like I used to.

Sixshot sighed as he inspected the thick metal constructing his bar. Business continued, although issues grew due to having no waiters on staff. The Ninja Consultant offered Energon to the mechs sitting at his bar. All savoring the taste of sake.

    He noticed two smaller sized mechs. Pounce and Wingspan, both grinning at the taste of Energon orange chicken. Sixshot lowered his helm. The twins always got free food because of their rank in Shockwave’s council. If the two weren’t satisfied, then the business was over.

    “We want more!” Pounce yelled. (Sixshot closed his optics before walking up to the two and taking their empty plate) “It will be out soon.” Sixshot said. (He walked away from his bar and began to cook. His red eyes focused on the bar in case anyone tried to slip sake bottles into their subspaces. None did, for they feared a blade to their chests. Sixshot may be a cook, yet, he still retained what made himself. The skills of a warrior rested thanks to all the cooking.

    Glowing rice sizzled alongside Energon shaped like vegetables. His ruby optics now focused on a photo on the wall. Where was Flow Spade now? There wasn’t anything he could do yet continue life like nothing happened. Still, what dangers existed outside of the city’s walls? No one could leave unless having orders to. Shockwave kept a tight grasp on everything. The place where one lives in fear and awaiting what will happen next. Sixshot closed his optics. The war may be over, yet it awoken to a new nightmare.

    The Ninja Consultant finished up the order and returned back to the twins. They took the plate and chowed down. Sixshot noticed a few mechs holding onto empty glasses out for him. He pulled out a few bottles and poured various sake for the mechs. Good thing he has plenty of bottles to savor their thirst.

    In the dark night, a few battered Insecticons crawled deep in the desert. Giant pillars stretched high above the night sky. The insects climbed onto the structures and crawled deep into darkness. Purple glowing goo coated everything. Sticking to their legs as they passed by other Insecticons who slept in various openings.

    The weary Insecticons entered a large room. Something hid within the shadows, giant red spheres glowed. It created a loud buzzing noise. Two pillars rose and slots opened. The Insecticons scurried to the pillars. Their frames secreting both Energon and plasma. All moved back as the pillars were now filled with a mixture of blue and yellow. The ground rumbled as the glowing eyes came closer to the pillars. Buzzing stopped, leaving everything in silence as it feasted upon the Insection’s harvest.

    Starscream groaned as he flew close to his ‘allies’. Shockwave always made things worse for him. Yet there was nothing he could do except do what he’s ordered to. The city appeared in the distance, it will soon be time to search, for all were unaware of what may happen.

Another one today? Quite the miracle to see more content. Anyways, on with the story!

Nightfall sighed as she placed the last dish down. Her Spark racing over all that happened. Sixshot, her boss connected to the most wanted in all Cybertron. And it all occurred as she was late, busy working on her craft. The femme turned to find Ravage staring at her. His red optics glowing. Nightfall took a few steps towards the cassette. “What did I get myself into?” Nightfall muttered. (A nearby door opened, Sixshot entered and stood close to the femme) “Your going with them.” Sixshot said. “To Combineropolis?” Nightfall asked. (The Ninja Consultant nodded, he looked at Ravage, who left the kitchen) “You’ll be going with them first thing in the morning. Megatron and Soundwave are going to leave soon, so they’ll greet us by then.” Sixshot answered. “Sir, I’m sorry this happened.” Nightfall apologized. “You stumbled onto this, be careful out there.” Sixshot warned. “I understand.” Nightfall said. “Good; you and Flow Spade need to stay here.” Sixshot said. (Nightfall nodded, hugging the Ninja Consultant

    Megatron and Soundwave gripped onto small boxes. They stood near the entrance doors with a small smile on the leader’s faceplates. Flow crossed her servos) “So, we’re going out tomorrow.” Flow muttered. “I know, its going to be a long journey. Except, what else can we do?” Megatron asked. “I’m not sure, still, are you sure about bringing Nightfall?” Flow asked. “If she does fail, then her knowledge will die too.” Soundwave stated. (Ravage leaped onto a dining table before hoping back to Soundwave’s chest. The Decepticon allowed the cassette to return to place. All noticed Sixshot standing near the kitchen doors) “Well, get going you two.” Sixshot said. (The two Decepticons left the building; Flow stood near a pile of armor and put it back on. She smiled, now in the elder mech disguise. Sixshot sighed) “Well, its best you get ready.” Sixshot said. “I know, still, I can’t believe this is happening.” Flow sighed. “Flow, when you do get to Combineropolis, tell me what it looks like. And if Trick and others are there.” Sixshot requested. “That’s what I’m hoping to see.” Flow said. (She walked away from the six changer. Sixshot opened the front door, finding Megatron and Soundwave long gone.

    The two Decepticons stood close to the shadows. Their optics focused upon the various Sentinels patrolling the streets. Bright lights shining down on the search for them. Megatron and Soundwave sneaked through the alleyways. The darkness revealing the red of their optics. No one outside of them step foot out in such a dark time. Always afraid of punishment if someone pulled the strings right. Megatron clenched his fists as they walked past a bunch of wandering Sentinels. Still stupid and unable to detect movement. Soundwave continued to walk in front of Megatron. He ejected Laserbeak and had him move further and away from them.

    After all the sneaking around, they arrived to their dilapidated building called home. They entered back into their small room. Mgatron gripped the small box. He opened it to the sight of various Energon treats. What Sixshot described as a bento box. He took a few nibbles from his food. Sixshot’s always the best cook. He noticed Soundwave giving his cassettes the bento box. They chewed onto the various parts of the box till it was empty and they rested on the floor. Megatron sighed as he finished up his own food. Soundwave looking up at his leader) “Is something wrong?” Soundwave asked. “No, I’m waiting for tomorrow.” Megatron answered. “I know we are ready.” Soundwave stated. “Still, I fear if Shockwave will discover what we’ve gained.” Megatron mused. “No, I know he has yet to even step place into the golden city.” Soundwave answered. “Why have we yet to even learn of Sovereign?” Megatron aksed. “Data, uncertain.” Soundwave paused. (He lowered his helm, the cassettes nuzzling up to him.

    Sixshot stood near Flow and Nightfall. He had blankets in his servos and watched as the two nestled onto piles of blankets. Sixshot knelt down, letting them rest with the thicker blankets. So many of them, and all from being a Sire with three Sparklings. Two of which, gone without a trace. Shockwave must’ve been responsible for it. At least, he had one left; his Spark sun at that; one left. Red optics glowed as he examined Flow Spade. Now hugging a pillow while most of the blankets covered her body. He sighed, Flow lost so much already, now she’s going out to the unknown. Where dangers roam undiscovered and causing chaos away from them. He stood up and away from his child and worker.  What might happen if Megatron is correct about her? Should he feel glad at that? He looked at Nightfall and sighed. Sixshot approached the door downstairs. Might as well spend a little more time to himself.

    Megatron sat on his berth while Soundwave typed on his computer. The Decepticon leader looked at the mech) “To think, all this time of sneaking around, we now have a chance at our goal.” Megatron chuckled. (Soundwave nodded; he turned off his computer and went to his own berth. Ejecting his cassettes and letting them rest near him. The blue mech rested upon his slab of metal, his visor dimming. Megatron stared up at the ceiling, still not willing to let sleep take over him) “Sovereign, why does it sound familiar?” Megatron thought.

    None of those answers would come to him. More important things put into motion that he needed to focus on. He couldn’t close his optics like the previous nights before. As now, the Decepticon leader began to remember it was his own fault that all this happened. He now has three at the best still loyal to him; Soundwave, Sixshot, and Flow Spade, can he count Nightfall as one? No, not until they begin their journey. When the sun rises, that will determine their fate. Megatron closed his optics, resting on the slab of metal. His fears would never die down until he crushed them.

Mechs and femmes walked out of the Japanese themed restaurant. Sixshot waved goodbye to each guest while the elder started to clean the tables. Soon, all exited, leaving the two remaining in the building.

    “Another busy day.” Sixshot sighed. (He sat on a chair at the small bar; pouring himself a glass of Energon Sake. The elder mech smiled) “You know it’s almost time before our usual meeting.” The mech said. “I know, a little Energon Sake won’t bother me.” Sixshot replied. (His mouth plate retracted, letting him take a small sip of his tiny glass.

    The elder mech groaned as he held a large pile of table cloths) “Sparklings and Younglings always make a mess.” The mech groaned. “I’m glad your working, I can’t stand how that other worker is always late.” Sixshot growled. “What can you do? We have low staff to ensure our secret isn’t blown.” The mech said. (Sixshot took another sip before both heard faint knocking. The Ninja placed his cup down and approached the kitchen.

    He opened a back door to the sight of Megatron and Soundwave) “Hello Sixshot.” Megatron greeted. “Come in, business closed for the night.” Sixshot said. (The Decepticon leader nodded, he and Soundwave entered.

    Sixshot poured a few glasses of Energon Sake) “What have you discovered at Old Iacon?” Megatron asked. “Flow Spade found a map to what appears to be Combineropolis.” Sixshot said. “Where is she?” Megatron asked. “Cleaning up things, a lot more parents brought their Sparklings here again.” Sixshot grumbled. “Quite sad to hear.” Megatron said. (The Ninja Consultant glared at Soundwave) “Your Cassettes got in here and ate my ramen!” Sixshot yelled. “We decided to go on another raid before we could eat.” Soundwave answered. “I still don’t forgive them.” Sixshot said. “Ah, Megatron, Soundwave, how nice to see you again.” Someone said. (The three mechs turned their helms to the elder mech. He smiled before taking off his armor; revealing Flow Spade)

    “Ah, a new disguise.” Megatron complimented. “Why yes, its been a while since we’ve last met.” Flow said. “The map.” Soundwave added. “Oh, that.” Flow paused. (She stepped closer to the table; revealing the sphere. It opened up to reveal a map of Cybertron. Sixshot pointed to the text over the Sea of Rust) “Here is where Combineropolis lies.” Sixshot said. (Before anyone could speak; glass shattered, leaving everyone to pull out their weapons.

    A femme Seeker trembled, a pile of broken glass beneath her. Wings stuck down and she rose her arms) “No!” The femme begged. (Sixshot sighed and lowered his guns) “I wasn’t expecting to see you here Nightfall.” Sixshot growled. “Sixshot, what’s going on? Why are the most wanted criminals here?” Nightfall shook. (The restaurant owner stood up and approached the femme. Her blue optics stared upon the ninja’s red) “I’m still loyal to Megatron, if you dare to speak a word, I’ll kill you.” Sixshot threatened. “I promise sir; except.” Nightfall paused. (Her optics focused on the map) “What?” Sixshot growled.

    “Combineropolis; my brother told me to go there when Shockwave took over.” Nightfall answered. “And who is your brother?” Megatron asked. “Daybreak.” Nightfall whimpered. “Which Combiner is Daybreak a part of?” Flow asked. “Sovereign.” Nightfall answered. “Never heard of him.” Megatron grumbled. “I recognize that name.” Sixshot mused. “You do sir?” Nightfall asked. “Yes; for interrupting our little conversation, I want you to wash the dishes.” Sixshot said. “Sixshot?” Nightfall asked. “Go now.” Sixshot ordered. (The femme nodded and ran to the kitchen. Soundwave ejected Ravage, the panther following her) “Ravage will keep an optic on her.” Soundwave explained.

    “I’m sorry Megatron, I wasn’t expecting her to show up.” Sixshot sighed. “You should’ve kept an optic on everything.” Megatron growled. (Flow stood between the two) “Sixshot, can you please tell us about Sovereign?” Flow asked. “I’ve learned about him before the war. When Combiners once roamed alongside us. Their leader brought them together by bearing the Enigma of Combination. This leader, he alongside his closest friends transformed into one. The King of Combiners; Sovereign.” Sixshot answered. “And if Nightfall’s connected to this king.” Flow mused. (She turned to Megatron, still glaring at Sixshot)

    “If this Sovereign does exist, then we are to find the Combiners and bring them here. Let them fight against Shockwave and ensure that we regain control of Cybertron.” Megatron said. (He approached the map; red optics focused on the floating text. Soundwave stood close to it) “Based on the map, it will take around ten days to reach it from our current position.” Soundwave guessed. “When are we to leave?” Flow asked. “The best time is in at dawn. We cannot let anyone know of our plans.” Megatron said. “And we failed at that.” Sixshot said. “No, I’ll be taking her with us. If she dies, then so does her knowledge on us.” Megatron smirked. “Are you willing my lord?” Sixshot asked. “Yes; we’ll be far from any optics.” Megatron said. “What about you sire?” Flow asked. “I’m staying here; I still want to keep a close optic on Shockwave.” Sixshot said. “Good.” Megatron said. “Except we’ll be out of communication range.” Soundwave explained. “You know how fast I am, so no issues should arise.” Sixshot answered. “I hope so.” Flow sighed. (Megatron looked back at the map, optics focused upon the text) “Sovereign, the King of Combiners.” Megatron mused.

Two Cybertronians appeared on the outskirts of Kaon. Sixshot glanced at Flow before transforming. The ninja femme sighed, having to take a more complicated route. Shcokwave decided to list her as wanted. Her armor shifted to a car and she drove towards one part of the unknown. All while the sun continued to rise.

    The Ninja consultant landed on the roof of a building; he transformed and stretched. It was quite the night for him. Not what he expected based on memory. Sixshot opened up a part of the roof and found a bunch of stairs leading down.

    Going down them lead to a berth room covered in Japanese elements. Shelves of various vases and tea sets. He turned his helm to a tea pot resting on a stove, steam escaping the opened part. Grabbing onto a cup, he then retracted his mouth plate and took a sip of the fine Energon. His favorite way to start any day.

     Upon emptying his tea pot, Sixshot turned off the heater and sighed. Where could Flow be? A nearby clock chimed, taking the mech’s thoughts away from his child.

    He walked down another set of stairs outside of his room. Upon opening a door, he looked around the place. Hanging lanterns, bright red and gold decorations, large tables with a lazy suzy on each. A nearby bar with countless rows of High Grade Energon stacked on various shelves. Sixshot sighed, time to get everything ready until he opened shop.

    Upon walking up to a door, he pushed it open to find stains on the floor. Sixshot pulled out his guns and crept in, turning on the lights. No reply, except for the rattle of fine china. Sixshot walked closer to where the noises echoed. Then, he moved, aiming at whoever got in here.

    Rumble and Frenzy; both having big bowls of Ramen over their helms. They froze, screaming at the Ninja Consultant) “What are you doing in here?” Sixshot yelled. “Sixshot!” Frenzy yelped. “You have a few seconds to explain yourself.” Sixshot growled. (The two Cassettes removed their bowl helmets and ran up to the Ninja Consultant) “We were waiting for you and got hungry!” Frenzy cried. “I made that ramen for myself!” Sixshot barked. (The Cassettes cried; noddles on their cheeks) “Please don’t kick us out!” Rumble begged. “Tell me what Megatron wants and I may spare you.” Sixshot spat. “Well, he came to ask you for any news.” Frenzy yelled. (Sixshot aimed his gun at the two. Both screamed.

    An elder mech entered the room, staring at the screaming Cassettes. He sighed, approaching Sixshot) “Must’ve been hungry again.” The mech sighed. “I’m never used to these two.” Sixshot growled. “Frenzy, Rumble, be sure to tell Megatron and Soundwave to come here once we close shop tonight.” The mech said. (The two hugged the elder) “Thank you!” Frenzy said. (Both ran away, slipping into a bunch of potato sacks. The Ninja Consultant turned to face the elder)

    “Why did you do that?” Sixshot asked. “We need to give them the data. It wouldn’t be easy with them dead.” The elder mech chuckled. (He walked up to a dishwasher, pulling out clean dishes) “Fine, at least they didn’t try to steal anything outside of food.” Sixshot sighed. “It’s still desperate for them, having to hide and scavenge for food.” The mech said. “At least we know their still alive.” Sixshot said. (Both heard a bell ring) “It’s time to start the morning shift.” The mech said. (He walked out, carrying onto menus. Sixshot groaned; picking up the bowls. Best to focus on meals rather than those two.

    Both cassettes ran across silent streets. Bright lights illuminated high above, showing familiar faces. Megatron, Soundwave, and Flow Spade. A large red warning underneath each of their faces. Purple flags hung above on the restaurant, the Six Shots Restaurant. Rumble frowned as he saw the flags bearing Shockwave’s symbol. Frenzy tapped onto his twin’s shoulder and grinned) “Hey, we still have yet to get caught.” Frenzy smiled. (Rumble looked around; no one else came out, so this was their chance.

    The two ran through the towering buildings; hiding in the shadows. Red visors focused upon wandering Sentinels. They slipped by any soldiers. Their size being able to prevent them getting detected by anyone.

    A dilapidated building stood alongside various others. The outskirts of Kaon; where none would wish to explore. Unless their foolish enough to leave their safe haven cradled by Shockwave. At least, what’s considered one under a one optic freak’s rule. The two Cassettes approached the building. Among all others to chose from to slip into, it was this. They entered through a broken window.

    Dust kicked up underneath their feet; pieces of glass cracked. Both wandered deeper in the building, finding a closet with a latch blending in as metal scraps. Both pulled on it, letting it squeak before more dust brushed away from the movements. Frenzy grabbed a piece of metal, letting it hold up the trap door. He observed as Rumble slid in. Then he followed the other, removing the metal to seal it shut.

    Metal clapped down the aged steps, leading deeper to the basement. A call in their Sparks pulsed. The wish to snuggle back within their master filled their processors. Which allowed Frenzy to trip down the steps. Both fell down, both crashed into a metal door. Frenzy rubbed his helm, right as a fist crashed into his cheek) “What was that for?” Frenzy barked. “You tripped me down the steps!” Rumble yelled. (The two started to fight, punching and screaming. They kept at their little argument till the door opened.

    Both froze, optics widened upon the sight. Megatron stood over them, gripping the door) “What are you doing?” Megatron asked. “Err, we fell down the stairs.” Rumble explained. (Megatron knelt down and shoved the Cassettes into the room. He looked up the stairs and found nothing. The Decepticon leader nodded before closing the door.

    Frenzy and Rumble exhaled, feeling the cool metal. Both looked around, finding two berths, large crates covered in tarp, and a computer. Where Soundwave stood by it; typing various keys. He stopped and got up, facing his Cassettes. The two hugged his legs, Megatron chuckled)

    “So, any new reports?” Megatron asked. “Oh yeah, Sixshot told you and Boss to go to the Six Shots Restaurant after they close up shop.” Frenzy explained. (Megatron smirked, turning towards Soundwave) “It’s best we stay here till the time runs out.” Soundwave mused. “And once the sun falls, we’ll be on the move.” Megatron said. “What have you been doing while we were gone?” Frenzy asked. “Worked on music.” Soundwave said. “Good luck on that Boss; we saw some Sentinels running around in the main part of the city.” Rumble replied. (The two transformed, leaping back to Soundwave. He opened his chest and let the Cassettes enter. Soundwave lifted his helm to the sight of Megatron looking over a large board on the wall)

     “We have much to do, although I’m unsure on what Flow and Sixshot found.” Megatron said. Soundwave looked down and nodded. Whatever they have hidden away, it’d better lead to something great. Before all could come crashing down.

I apologize for deleting the original post containing this chapter. But I rushed the contents within, so I had to go back and edit it.

Concealed by darkness, two figures drove through a desolate landscape. A black and purple car, alongside a white and light blue off road vehicle. Both drove past dilapidated skyscrapers; driving over a sign bearing its former name. Iacon.

    The smaller black car transformed, Flow Spade looked around; Sixshot shifted modes. The two walked around the ruins. “This might be our last visit here.” Sixshot said. “Why?” Flow asked. “I fear Shockwave will know about our activity here.” Sixshot answered. “What lead you to believe this?” Flow asked. “I noticed Sentinels running around here. They’re more common and that worries me.” Sixshot answered. “I’m going to miss this place. The last where you can rest from Shockwave’s rule.” Flow paused. “Calm down Flow, I’m speculating based on our previous times here.” Sixshot answered. “Best we get to exploring and finding anything that might help us.” Flow said. (Sixshot nodded; both faced a large building.

    They entered a large room; finding rows and rows of empty shelves on long stretched walls. Sixshot walked down a hall. Flow followed, passing by fallen pillars and deceased frames. The mech looked at the femme) “Something bothering you?” Sixshot asked. “No, I’m looking around.” Flow replied. (Sixshot looked around) “Nothing’s changed, so there isn’t a reason to worry.” Sixshot said.

    (Deeper into the room, mech and femme searched for anything. Nothing, except for broken pieces, more frames, and empty shelves. Both continued to wander; red optics glowing to search for more details. Flow sighed) “So, what do you think Megatron is doing?” Flow asked. “Trying to find hope.“ Sixshot replied. “Its like this for two years and now, Autobots are gone for good.” Flow growled. (The Ninja Consultant placed a servo onto Flow’s shoulder) “I understand your fears, knowing that everyone close to you; Empress, Trick, Moon, and Luna are gone.” Sixshot sighed. (Flow glared at a corpse and kicked it)

    “Why? Why did they kill Empress?” Flow yelled. “Because we’re Decepticons; Shockwave knew how close Empress was to Megatron.” Sixshot exhaled. (The ninja femme sighed, red optics focused back on the body) “Huh?” Flow mused. (She knelt down next to it) “What is it?” Sixshot asked. (Something clattered onto the ground.

    Flow stood up, holding onto a box. She stared at Sixshot) “This.” Flow replied. “Can you open it?” Sixshot asked. “No, its locked.” Flow sighed. “Now to look for a key.” Sixshot mused. “How? Do you know how huge this place is? All the little cracks it could be in.” Flow sighed. “Then let’s start searching.” Sixshot said. (Both continued to look through the darkness.

    A yellow optic gleamed against the moon light. Shockwave stood; watching over the city of Kaon. Purple flags hung below, all bearing the Cybertron Guard symbol. Among the buildings was the one he stared at the most. The second tallest building compared to the one he stood on.

    One with a glass dome at the top; revealing crystals glowing. Such beauty sealed away; it was logical to hide what he wished for the most. To ensure none would take it away; he turned away from the sight. Leaving the balcony he stood on; passing by the two Sentinels who stood guard.

    Footsteps echoed in the dark halls. Lights illuminated below murals; on walls. Each bearing a piece of history. Shockwave standing over his soldiers. Another of Optimus and Megatron, Autobot and Decepticon symbols crumbling. While Optimus’ frame was grey, Megatron still retained color.

    The one optic leader stared at one painting. Combiners exiting Kaon, vanishing to the unknown. After the fall of the Decepticon empire. They made a logical choice to flee for their lives. Ignoring all that didn’t bear their technology. Silence, nothing heard from them. It was still a mystery even he couldn’t answer. Shockwave glanced upon another illustration.

    Not yet completed; leaving Megatron’s colors in a blotchy manner. Why was it taking the artist this long to do it? Its to be the final piece unless he was to distinguish Megatron’s Spark. Let the emperor join his deceased empress in wherever they go. In the glowing light of the Allspark, or forever rot in the Pit. He sighed, continuing to stare upon the unfinished piece)

    “What a nice night for a little walk through memory lane.” Someone whispered. (Shockwave turned; finding Starscream wearing a purple cape. He smirked, bowing before Shockwave) “Your lucky I didn’t fire.” Shockwave said. “I like to introduce myself in such fun ways.” Starscream chuckled. “It is quite strange, fine.” Shockwave said.

    (Starscream walked up to Shockwave; turning his helm to the patches of paint on the wall) “When is the artist going to get this done?” Starscream asked. “I ask that myself, for now, I have an important meeting to attend.” Shockwave said. (The purple mech moved towards a door. Starscream slid over to the door as well. It opened, revealing Sentinels. They rolled away, letting the two enter.

    Many computer screens showed the city. Sentinels examined the videos; they moved the cameras. Search, find, and destroy. Starscream walked up to one of the drones) “Anything new happened while we were gone?” Starscream asked. (The Sentinel didn’t reply. Starscream groaned; turning to face Shockwave) “We cannot assume something major will happen now. They could be planning. Waiting for the right time.” Shockwave paused. (The Seeker crossed his arms and leaned against a wall) “Including those remaining Decepticons. Any news over the main three?” Starscream asked.

    “Nothing, Commander Starscream, they continue to slip from our grasp.” A Sentinel Guard answered. “I still have many things to plan, their still a concern, yet not as much.” Shockwave sighed. “We’re still searching through the city from the Golden Age.” The Sentinel added. “Anything new to reveal Combineropolis?” Shockwave asked. “Nothing yet, my lord, its still a mystery.” The Sentinel explained. “Are you sure that city exists?” Starscream asked. “It’s mentioned in the ancient texts of the Golden Age. I still have nothing to prove it’s existence. I’ll find it and the Combiners. With their power, all Cybertron will come as one.” Shockwave said. “Now that the Autobots are gone, you have to worry over those weak groups. How the mighty Megatron fell.” Starscream laughed. “Continue the search through the fallen cities. Ensure nothing gets stolen; all it is vital.” Shockwave stated. (The drones nodded and drove out of the room.

    Deeper within the darkness, two figures continued their path. Red lights scanning each of the empty shelves. Flow gripped onto the box. Sixshot pushed away bodies; turning them over to reveal damage to the floor) “No keys.” Sixshot growled. “Have we tried searching anywhere else?” Flow asked. “Everything, except for this hallway. It was meant for the most top secret information before the war.” Sixshot paused. (He examined another body; Flow kept looking around)

    “I found something!” Flow called. (Sixshot pushed away the frame and approached Flow. Both stared at a metal piece sticking out from the rubble. The femme brushed it away, finding the piece attached to the shelf. She pulled it away, finding a key hidden in a slot. Sixshot grabbed it, flipping it with his digits. He turned to Flow, placing the key into the lock and turned it.

    The box opened, revealing a small circular object. Flow picked it up, inspecting the item) “Could it be?” Sixshot asked. (It split open, revealing a gem; a holographic image appeared) “All these locations, its Cybertron before Shockwave’s reign.” Flow mused. “I can recognize these places, Iacon, Kaon, Vos, huh?” Sixshot paused. “What’s wrong?” Flow asked. (The six changer pointed to a location at the Sea of Rust) “It’s Combineropolis!” Sixshot declared. “Impossible, I thought it never existed.” Flow mused. “We need to tell Megatron and Soundwave of this.” Sixshot stated.

    (Both exited the building, finding themselves within darkness. They drove further away, reaching the city’s limits. Sixshot flew up, Flow turning off her lights as the ground shook. In the darkness, something giant rolled by; Flow’s driving muted by giant wheels. She swerved through the noises. Trying to escape from what she feared.

    Soon, Flow transformed and fell to her knees. She noticed bright lights filling the city of Iacon. The ninja femme stared upon it, ignoring the movements from the Ninja Consultant) “I can’t believed we avoided Shockwave’s army.” Flow sighed. “Now, we have something that may bring hope to us.” Sixshot said. (The ninja femme looked upon the object in her servo. It formed the map once again, Flow’s red optics fixated upon it) “Our one hope.” Flow muttered.