[Original RPG] Invasion Pt. 1: Cybertron

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Invasion Pt. 1: Cybertron

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The Scraplets continued to multiply as they made their way
towards Vector Sigma...the few guardians that stood in their way
were quickly made into meal...though it did little to curb their appetites.
Time was running out.
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On a remote area of Cybertron, a jet swooped down from the blackness of space. Seven transformers bearing the Autobot symbol emerged. Upon the last one's exit, the jet fired its thrusters and took off, coating the 'bots in soot and ash.

"That dirty...." One of the bots began.

"Leave him... Mudbogger. We have more important things to attend to. Let's find the Autobot headquarters, our best bet to check is Iacon, so we'll start there. Recovobots, Transform... and roll out." The seven changed to their car modes and took off, headed for the Autobot city on Cybertron.
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Location: Polyhex
Date: approx 3 million years B.C. (Earth standard)

Bludgeon stared straight ahead, unable to believe what he was hearing.

"You're actually going through with it, eh Trannis?"

Trannis glared at Bludgeon, shocked at the manner in which the soldier was speaking to him. If it had been anyone else, he would have been shot for even considering questioning his commander's judgement. "If it's the future here you are concerned about, we have no dangers - Scorponok, Straxus and Thunderwing are more than capable of filling his shoes."

"I don't care about what happens to the Decepticons left here - things have been stable for long enough."

"Then what is your concern?" Megatron's golden boy was beginning to try Trannis' patience

"Sending a party of Decepticons into space in this manner is absurd - Jhiaxus is insane and we don't know enough about biomorphic reproduction yet. What happens if they turn into soul-less watered down zombies?"

"It is a glorious plan. Your concerns are completely unfounded. The Decepticon influence will be spread."

Bludgeon still couldn't believe it "You are a glorified CARETAKER! Your main concern should be preserving Cybertron for Megatron's return!"

"MEGATRON is DEAD, Bludgeon! As will you be if you do not back down! Scorponok has requested your assistance - your techno-organic shell is ready for testing. You are honoured to be the test droid" Trannis mentally added "if I'm lucky it will kill you"

A squadron of guards moved in to escort Bludgeon away... "You'll regret this Trannis!" As Megatron's appointed head of the Mayhems, I could have your head if I wanted to... but then they wouldn't be top secret would they? I bet you'd kill to find out who holds the datatrax listing the squad members... hehe
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[still way back when]

Bludgeon strolled into Scorponok's laboratory, glancing up at the night sky, wondering what could be causing such violent electrical storms. He located Scorponok in the far corner, and gave his best Decepticon salute.

"Ah, the testdroid has arrived!" Scorponok marched forward, gesturing to a large glass/metal pod behind him. "If you'd like to step this way, we can begin the procedure"

Bludgeon stepped into the pod, and took one last look at his gleaming body - his brown chest, still glistening despite the orns of scars and dents that had built up on it. He glanced at his green shoulders, admiring the bulky impression they gave, and noticed a spot of dried oil in one of his tank treads. Oh, his tank mode... if this procedure went awry he'd miss it so much... but, Trannis orders and Trannis expects. If all goes well, Bludgeon knew he'd theoretically be powerful enough to slaughter the acting Decepticon commander... the worthless drone who'd jumped into Megatron's throne before the announcement of the Ark's disappearance had finished it's firt echo... yes, the idea appealed... despatch the Mayhems to kill Trannis, and put somebody more deserving in power... Scorponok maybe, Jhiaxus would be out of the picture, leaving only Scorponok or Straxus... Bludgeon knew that to attempt to seize control himself so early would be suicidal... no, his time would come eventually... if this doesn't kill him...

"Is the patient strapped in, Mindwipe?" Scorponok's harsh voice broke the soon-to-be Pretender's reverie

"Yes, my lord."

Bludgeon started to like the idea of Scorponok being in command... he already had loyal support...

"Excellent. Begin the procedure."

Bludgeon suddenly spasmed in pain, as his neuranet was flooded with energon, and the pod filled with a strange metallic gas, which began to cling to his exostructure...

"Is it working, Mindwipe?"

"Uncertain. Untested parameters make it impossible to tell at this stage."

"Hurry, the storm is closing in, I want this perfected soon, otherwise Straxus will overtake me in Trannis' favour!"

suddenly a bolt of lightning hit the lab, and the equipment exploded.

"Slag! Abandon base!" yelled Scorponok, as the occupants evacuated the laboratory, leaving the patient dazed and confused in his pod, as the storm enveloped the area...
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Doubledealer stood at the controls on a shuttle he had commandeered from Charr. He pointed the shuttle towards Cybertron and began to descend.
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He crept through the shadows, never making a sound, never disturbing a speck of dust.

Normally, that is. Today was different. Today he was pelting full speed through corridors and drainage tunnels, desperately avoiding the fire from autoguns.

He knew that it was pretty pointless running, he could just engage his cloaking device and disappear again, but the first shot (the one that had caught him by surprise) had temporarily knocked out that circuit.

And here he was, alone, running for his life down a series of tunnels underneath the old Autobase, knowing full well that no Autobot had been down here for years, dodging age-old automated machinery.

Ravage was NOT happy.
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It was when he rounded the last corner that it all started getting worse. Well, "worse" isn't really the right term - "different" is probably the best word.

He was moving fast enough to stay a few yards ahead of the tracking guns, but slow enough to register the "A" on the tunnel wall, and to realise that it meant the surface was nearby, when he was thrown off his feet by a mini-tremor.

He spun around to see that the gun had stopped on it's wall-runner, and was now firing into the collection of oil and grime at the bottom of the piping. Ravage glanced into the distance and realised what had happened - the tunnel had been shaken with enough force to derail the moving cannon.

Rumble stepped out of the shadows, retracted his piledrivers, unsheathed his rifle, and blasted the autogun to smithereens.

"Yer gettin' sloppy in yer old age, Rav. Once upon a time ya never woulda tripped somethin so obvious."

Ravage glared at his associate with an air bordering on contempt. "It wasn't me," he growled "something else disturbed the tunnel - something topside... storm or something."

"Oh yeah, Rav - blame the weather... heh heh"

"What are you doing here, Rumble? Shouldn't you be helping Thunderwing reinforce the base?"

"Woulda been - Buzzsaw hasn't come back from patrol yet... the boss sent me out to find him."

Ravage was confused, he'd seen Buzzsaw less than a picobreem before the autoguns came online "Buzzsaw shoulf be right above us... at least, that's where he was earlier..."

"Fine, but... how do we get out? Beastbox spent days lost down here..."

Ravage lifted his head in the direction of the "A" on the wall. "Autobot markings - indicates the surface is nearby... I'd think you'd know that by know... then again, Frenzy was always the smart one..." he skulked off into the shadows, heading in the direction of the surface, leaving Rumble to chase after him
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Ravage sat perfectly still, staring at Buzzsaw. Beneath him he could hear Rumble scrabbling about, trying to find a way out of the tunnels.

It was strange, he knew that Buzzsaw missed Soundwave (after all, they all did... not even a chance to say goodbye... just vanished), but this sort of behaviour would be bizarre even for Squawktalk.

The condor was perched, perfectly motionless - as if Ravage had been giving lessons - atop a mound of debris. Just staring into the distance. The storm was getting worse, lightning was sparking in the distance, and Ravage didn't approve of any Decepticon being topside for any length of time. Not with so many Autobots about.

"Buzzsaw...?" he growled.

No response. Hmm. Ravage would have to resort to less subtle means. He fired a cluster bomb at the bird, praying that the Autobots would accept the noise as part of the storm.

Buzzsaw's head snapped around, he met Ravage with a cold, icy glare, and let out a solitary "caw" before returning his gaze to the distance.

Ravage suddenly realised what was happening - Buzzsaw's cranial camera was operating. He turned his head to follow the condor's line of vision... and understood... "By the Primal program..."
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On the dark side of Cybertron, in what is now the last remaining Decepticon controlled area of the planet a large figure lands and begins to search. gone from his homeworld for millions of years, he knows not why he has returned only that he seeks something familiar. Suddenly a noise draws his attention.

"HALT!" a single shot glances across the strangers back.

"Who dares?"

As the stranger turns the seeker drops to his knees begging forgiveness.

"L-L-L-Lord J-J-Jhiaxus...you-you-have returned? After all these years?"

Jhiaxus: "Yes...I have returned...and I am most displeased with the lack of progress the Decepticons have made in my absence..."
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Bludgeon stretched, feeling the flow of power through his new body. Scorponok and Mindwipe had run as if they'd spotted a Scraplet. No matter. It seemed that the proto-technology had worked perfectly.

He punched out. Shattering the glass around him, and for the first time caught a glimpse of a gauntleted hand. As he stepped into the open, he recalled Scorponok's words - "the biomatter will configure itself according to designs present in your sub-psyche"

Bludgeon wondered what designs his sub-psyche held. He strolled towards a deck of equipment, itching for a glimpse of his reflection. "B'ah. Nothing. All dead metal."

Then he spotted it - a sword, sheathed, lying atop a deck. He reached out, drew the sword, seeing his new face in the blade... and smiled.

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Doubledealer landed his ship and got out.

"I need to find some allies to bring to Earth with me" he said to himself. He then noticed Bludgeon.
"Yes. He will do." He said, walking up to Bludgeon.
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Ravage could barely believe his optics. Not four hundred yards away from him lay Scorponok's old laboratory. Not that that was in anyway remarkable, it had stood there for nigh on five million years, in one shape or another. Some time after the launch of the Nemesis, before Ravage's return to Cybertron, the lab had been destroyed in an Autobot attack.

But now... now it was stood firm, 100 per cent complete, as shiny as the day Ravage skulked past it on what he called "the last day"... the day they went after the Ark, and it all changed forever.

Then, there was a flash of lightning, and momentarily it was as it should be - derelict.

Ravage realised what was happening. He glanced at Buzzsaw, motionless, transfixed, and out of the corner of his optics saw a pile of rubble moving - Rumble still struggling to exit the tunnels. He turned his attention back to the sight in front of him, and saw that the lab was neither derelict nor complete, but that images of both condition were overlayed on each other.

He remembered it all. The long trek through the storm, climbing the mountain to Shockwave's castle to recover the remains of Cyclonus... the storm... it was the same as the one engulfing Cybertron... a time rift.

He kept looking, seeing the image of past overlayed above the present... and spotted something else... something he could have killed himself for missing - a shuttle. Near the lab. Clearly in the present, but obscured by flickers of the past. He saw something else. A robot, approaching the lab, staring through a hole in the wall... as if looking at something...
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Bludgeon was impressed. It was a strange sensation, looking at a reflection of yourself, and seeing somebody else's face staring back.

He eventually summised that it was the eyes that did it. Black, deep, with no trace of the optics within. Optics are the path to the soul. If they can't see your optics... He knew immediately what was to be done. He was no henchman, no piece of cannon-fodder, and now he had the look to prove it. Megatron had left him in charge of the Mayhems, and on his command they would jump into the smelting pool itself.

Trannis wouldn't stand a chance. Suddenly a noise caught his attention, he glanced in the direction it had come from - the floor. A hatch was present in the ground, obviously an escape route to the tunnels below. Somebody's trying to come in the exit... Bludgeon grabbed the sword, and creeped silently toward the hatch, raised his sword high, and placed a gauntleted fist on the handle.

Come on in, and meet your death! He lifted the hatch.
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As Doubledealer worked the hatch, he saw it open. He also saw Bludgeon hold his sword, as if he intended to slice him in half.

"Hey, whoa. Don't hurt me, Bludgeon. I just want to talk" he said.
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Bludgeon eyed the intruder cautiously.

Without moving a muscle, and with the point of his sword still directed at the newcomer's forehead, he spoke in a hushed, rasping monotone.

"Move one inch and I'll slice your cpu in two, Autobot. Three Questions - answer them, and I may let you live. Question One - Who are you? Question Two - How do you know my name, did Scorponok send you? Question Three - What were you doing underground?"

***

Ravage glanced toward Buzzsaw as he saw the stranger disappear around the back of the lab. "Come on, Buzzsaw. I think it's time we took a closer look."

"Where ya goin' to Rav?"

the voice came from the other side of the pile of rubble. Ravage recognised it instantly. He could have kicked himself for not noticing his presence earlier. He'd been so entranced by the spectacle of super-imposed pasts and futures that he'd stopped looking around as soon as Rumble had found them. He hadn't heard the robot's mould-brother approach.

"Unlike you to approach without any noise, Frenzy. Did Thunderwing send you?"

Frenzy slid down the pile of debris, cradling a carry case. "Yeah, he sent us to look for ya. Nasty storm, eh? Perfect cover to do a bit of Auto-bashin'"

"Us?" Rumble was confused.

Frenzy lifted the carry case in front of him, and shook it gently. "Yeah, Rumbs - US. The gang's all here!"

Buzzsaw suddenly shook himself out of his reverie, and lurched from his perch to sit comfortably atop the case.

"Yeah, Buzzy," Frenzy smiled "Laze' is in there too"

The condor motioned his head at the pile of rubble, and projected back the images he'd observed of the stranger entering the area around the lab. The picture zoomed in, clearly showing the sigil emblazoned on the stranger's shoulder.

"Well, Frenzy" Ravage smirked "it seems as though you may get to exercise your fists after all."

And with that, the panther skulked off across the scarred terrain, leaving Rumble, Frenzy and Buzzsaw to trail behind.


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Doubledealer wondered what Blugeon was talking about, then realized that he was still in his Autobot mode. "oops!" he thought to himself. "He thinks i'm an Autobot."
Knok left his body and Skar affixed himself to Doubledealer, causing him to turn into his Decepticon falcon mode.
"That's better", he said. "As for your questions, allow me to answer them. My name is Doulbedealer, the Decepticon double-spy. I used my ship's onboard sensors to spot you. I know nothing of Scorponok or his plans. I came underground because it was the only way to reach you. I would like to suggest an intersting propositon. Would you like to join me. I seek leadership of the Decepticons, but there are those, such as Galvatron and Scorponok, who would oppose me. If I were to gain a force of powerful allies, I could take control, and you could be my second in command. What do you say?"
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Bludgeon pulled his weapon away, still leaving the blade close enough to skewer the bird who had appeared before him.

"You speak of Scorponok as if he is in command. What has become of Trannis? and Straxus? Who is this "Galvatron" of whom you speak? And you still have not told me of how you know my identity."

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Doubledealer looked confused.
"Trannis? Straxus? I know nothing of these characters. And I see the Decepticon insignia on you. Unless you have had a memory wipe, you should know all about Scorponok and Galvatron."
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Bludgeon frowned. "You waltz in here, apparantly an Autobot, then do some sorcery with some bipeds, and expect me to believe you are a Decepticon. You know my name, yet are the first to lay eyes on my new Pretender shell. And you claim to know nothing of Trannis, he who has commanded Cybertron in the million years since Megatron vanished attacking the Ark?"

He relaxed his pose, before aiming his sword directly for the falcon's nose. "Who are you, and where do you come from?"

****

Ravage stopped. Rumble and Frenzy saw, and automatically followed suit.

"Whas up Rav?" mumbled Frenzy.

Ravage shot him a glare, and turned his head back to the building they had approached. They were within twenty yards of it, and Ravage had been in good hearing range for a considerable while longer. "Listen." He growled. "Voices - inside. Two of them."

Rumble smiled. "Two? Hehe - that means twice as much Autobutt to wail on, eh Frenzy?"

"What makes you think the're both Autobots? What if it's Blitzwing or somebody, and he's gonna beat us to the kill?" Frenzy replied.

"By the spires, you're right! Let's get in there quick while there's still a fight to be had!" Rumble darted forward, but Ravage spun around and stopped him in his tracks with a low pitched growl.

"Neither of the voices belong to Decepticons known to be on Cybertron. I do recognise both, however. One is that of Doubledealer, a Decepticon spy who departed Cybertron some time ago."

"And the other's the Autobot!" Rumble could barely contain his glee.

"Grrr. The 'Autobot' we saw is Doubledealer's alternate form. Now I am close enough to hear the voice I am sure of it. The other voice, though... strange. It's familiar... from a very long time ago... yet sounds odd, as if it's echoing around something."

Buzzsaw cawed.

"Hmm..." Ravage looked toward the bird. "It may be time for us to make an entrance. Frenzy - release Beastbox."

Frenzy carefully placed his carrier unit on the ground, and Buzzsaw hopped onto his shoulder. Opening the box, he reached in and removed a purple-coloured data-cassette. He placed it onto the ground, and watched as Beastbox transformed into his gorilla mode.

Beastbox looked up at Frenzy, searching for instruction.

Frenzy pointed to the wall "Get us in!"

The gorilla silently turned, and charged full speed toward the wall.
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Befor Doubledealer could respond, the side wall collasped, and Beastbox, Ravage, Buzzsaw, Frenzy and Rumble walked in.
"Thank goodness you guys are here", said Doubledealer. "Will you please tell him I'm a Decepticon? For some reason, he doesn't believe me."

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