A black helicopter flies across a desert terrain, not more then a few feet of the ground it whizzes by a few signs that warn of danger and trespassers will be shot if entered.  Inside this helicopter is agent Jack Connors and Mike Drakemore, it's the same copter they used when they had left the Autobot ship site.  Both men were looking at various documents all colored in different hues, faint blue letters streamed across the documents that read " Top Secret: Project N - Code 51".  Flipping through the many pages, they skimmed the text and put the ones the finished reading back into the dark red folder beside them.  Connors eyes flinched at what he was reading, as was his African American friend Drakemore.  Both stopped at the same time and looked at one another, it was like they finished reading the same last word and reacted.  Drakemore shook his head in disbelief.

"Damn.... I mean.... damn.  If this ever got out...sweet Jesus, no wonder they jumped onto that Chip Chase kid."

Connors was slightly bewildered as well, but maintained his professionalism, "He shouldn't have attempted such a stupid thing...at least we managed to silence him before it was too late.  Just remember to stay focused Mike, don't freak out on me now, I need to know you are solid with this.... can you deal?"

Drakemore takes a deep breath, "I...I can deal.  Don't worry, shit...don't want to see my ass buried in the dirt for spilling anything.  Just one thing bothers me about all this though..."

"Oh? What's that?", Connors asks.

"If Chase could break the code and figure out our data network, what's to stop the Autobots from discovering it too?  I mean...this will really piss them off.  If they know that we have..."

Connors interrupts him, "They won't.  The database is secure, not even the smartest computer on Earth can penetrate this new mainframe."

"But Jack...The Autobots are not of this Earth.  You'd better pray they don't discover what's been going on...because if they do...you can bet your ass they'll be hell to pay."

Looking over his shoulder and out the side window, Connors stares out and sees that they've stopped in mid air.  The helicopter now hovers in one spot and its blades now turn on to whisper mode. Connors then picks up a headset with a microphone attached to it, looping around to his mouth.  He looks back at his agent friend and finishes his last thought.

"Hell is coming whether we want it too or not Mike."

Over his headset, he hears a voice radioing in.

"A-51 to unidentified aircraft. Please state your business in this area or be prepared to be fired upon."

Connors acknowledges the voice and talks back, "A-51 this is contact Echo 741 and Hawk 452, clearance code N40 dash 876 dash 411 mark 7.  The password is 'Don't Panic' and I am requesting to enter the Area."

"Message received, code confirmed, password is accepted.  We have your visual and we approve your entry, welcome to the area gentlemen, the project leader is ready for you.", the voice says back in a cool but stale manner.

Connors smiles as he puts his sunglasses on, "Rodger that A-51"

The helicopter flies inward again, the blades don't even make a sound their so quiet.  As they pass by a few rather large fences they come up to a large mountainside, they quickly dart around it and now have a full view of an airbase that looks as if it was hidden from all sight.  Down below are military men dressed in dark black and grey fatigues, a massive amount of them marching around and loading up equipment into large trucks with canvases on top of them.  The helicopter sets down on the ground that shows the helipad symbol “H”, the whispering blades slow down but continues to spin.  Three men approach the helicopter and wait for the two agents to step out, two of them look like the soldiers running around in the special uniforms and the one in the middle is dressed in a dark suit and tie just like the two agents are.  Connors and Drakemore open the door and step out; they lower their heads as they step quickly away from the helicopter.  Once they are clear of the blades, they stand erect and greet the men.

"Agent West, good to see you again.", Connors says to the man wearing sunglasses like him.

"Jack, Drakemore...welcome home.  The N Leader has arranged all your gear and the weapon is ready for you to take."

Drakemore puts on his sunglasses as the glare of the hot sun becomes too much for his eyes, "Where is the Leader anyway?"

West looks at him, "He's keeping a low profile just incase, but lets just say he's still on the base and will be watching the progress from the spy satellite.  We've found the metal beings just not too far from where the alien ship is.  A small town is about to get a rude wake up call from them..."

Connors shakes his head, "Do we expect casualties on this one?"

West nods, "Oh yeah...there will be many.  We've been ordered to do whatever it takes to end this, even if that means innocent lives.  Gentlemen I don't envy your situation...but this is how it is."

Drakemore clears his throat and asks another question, "What about clean up?  Can we contain the people and keep the situation quiet?"

The agent laughs at his question, "No, this is definitely one we cannot contain...gentlemen I don't think you realize what's happened.  The international community has found out about this discovery, they now know about the ship and about the robots moving around.  Their spy satellites have also seen the location and the same thing we're dealing with right now.  The world is waiting to see what we can do and if we actually can stop these aliens, hell...Project N is in jeopardy of exposure if we don't kill these creatures.  Understand me?"

Both men nod and West points over to the far side of the base, "The machine is over there, the leader has told the men how to use it and all they need now is for you to carry out your assignments."

"You mean go to war.", Drakemore states.

The agent nods to him, "yeah...you're now in charge of the battle boys.  The General will be the first wave of attack, and then when his men are spent, you come in with the weapon and finish the job.  Good luck."

West and the two soldiers beside him walk away; Connors and Drakemore turn around to see the object that the man pointed out to them.  At the end of the base, a large vehicle sits with massive wheels and covered over with a massive tarp.  It looks like something massive is mounted on the vehicle and sticking out well beyond its frame.  Whatever it was, Drakemore and Connors walked across the base towards it, a row of soldiers stood in line waiting for their commands and all armed to the teeth with odd-looking weaponry.  Three massive helicopters hover down over it, large grappling hooks lowered over the huge thing sitting there and waited for the men to attach them.  With one hand signal from Drakemore, the men carried out their duties and got the machine strapped on.  Connors smiled with delight seeing all of this; he was ready to see what this thing exactly was and more importantly what it could do.


Spike, Bumblebee and Carly were entering the edge of the small town, Dawson Valley, the sleepy community that had a population of over one thousand people.  It was rather well kept, the roads looked freshly paved, the houses and few apartment buildings looked cozy and well managed, and the town folk were busily walking out in the streets.  It was the ideal thriving town that was on the verge of a major boom.  It had all the necessary elements to it, schools, a couple of factories, energy facilities, and even construction was well underway as the town was expanding outward.  As Bumblebee drove in, he observed how tranquil and peace loving these humans were.  It amazed him that not all humans lived the same way, that there was more then just the two sides he had seen, the military and the workers.  Here he saw families in the park together, older couples walking about as they shopped, and children frolicking in the school grounds.  This was all very strange to him, humans seem to live a simple life, although Spike and Carly inside were much more complex to deal with then what he had observed coming into town.  Carly saw the bus stop coming up and collected her self and her things, putting on her hand and shoving her water bottle back into her shorts' pocket.  She cleared her throat and sat up.

"Just drop me off over there if you please.  I'd like to unburden you as soon as possible."

Spike grumbled to himself, but tried to put on a good face for her, "There ya go.... Ms. Jenkins, sorry I was so rude earlier...hope you don't have too long of a wait."

The yellow Volkswagen pulls up to the bus shelter and stops; Carly gets out of the car and slams the door shut.  Not even so much as a 'thank you' she just walks over to the bench and sits herself down away from them.  Bumblebee didn't appreciate the woman closing his door like that, he was glad this tempered woman wasn't inside of him anymore, because he was tired of the over emotional drama the two of them were beating on him.  Spike sighed for a moment and looked over at Carly.  Even though she was sort of being rather rude to him, he in turn knew that his rudeness didn't help matters either.  His mother used to say he was just as stubborn as his father was, too arrogant to open up to anyone and too proud to take it back.  Bumblebee wondered what he was waiting for, not to alarm the people around him; he continued to send out a text message on his speedometer.

WELL?  ARE WE LEAVING OR WHAT? COME ON SPIKE, WE'VE GOT TO GET BACK TO HEADQUARTERS OR ELSE OPTIMUS PRIME AND YOUR DAD ARE GOING TO WORRY!

"Oh Bumblebee...I can't leave her like this.  Give me just a second, ok?  I need to do something that’s not in my nature...apologize."

Spike gets out of the Autobot and walks over to Carly.  He plunks himself down next to her and looks over to see her diverting her eyes from him.

"Look...I'm.... I’m sorry I snapped at you."

Carly still keeps her eyes elsewhere and doesn't say a word. Spike continues to talk to her, "Maybe I was being a bit of a male idiot...I dunno...I really can't tell you anything about what’s going on right now."

She quickly turns her eyes to him and finally speaks, "So...by that tone I guess I'm supposed to know that you were lying to me in the car.  Well Mr. Witwicky...I don't appreciate people acting like total jerks when I ask them a simple question and then..."

Spike interrupts her, "Hold it, Hold it...That was no simple question.  You basically came out and demanded I tell you about something I may or may not know about...so yeah I got a bit defensive only because you were being so damn forceful."

Carly blinked, scrunched her mouth and sat back in her spot, "Ok.... maybe.... just maybe I was a tad.... pushy.  But I'm tired, I'm filthy, I haven't had a decent night sleep in awhile.... and I guess I'm just tired off people mocking of what I do.  So...I'm sorry for being rude to you as well.  There...I said it."

Spike rested his hand on her shoulder, hoping she wouldn't snap at him for doing that as well, "For the record Carly, I didn't make fun of what you do.... well...not so much anyway."

His slight snicker after that made her start to crack a smile.  She looked over at him and giggled slightly, "Yeah whatever...I know you think I'm a weirdo.  I just wish for once I all my theories and shadow chasing wasn't for nothing.... just once...I'd love to be surprised by something.... anything...."

Spike smiled at her for a second, but as he sat there grinning at the girl, he started to notice the bench was vibrating.  Looking around he could see the windows on the near by shops were also starting to shimmer, he rose up out of his seat and notice that the vibrations were getting stronger and stronger, in fact...the ground itself was shaking too.  Carly also felt this tremor building, as did all of the other people around town.  Grumbling louder and louder, the land beneath all of their feet shook violently, nobody could stand up for much longer as it quaked and caused them all to fall.  Everyone saw the buildings sway and crack, the sound of car alarms filled the air with the massive grumble of the Earth moving.  Spike looked over at Carly, who in turn looked at him, the frightened look in their eyes was a shared emotion. Bumblebee was having a hard time keeping stable himself, most of the cars where all starting to flip and roll away from the massive earthquake tremor.  But something told him this was no natural disaster happening.

"Whoa! Can't keep stable...", he voiced out loud to himself, "Wait a minute...my scanners are picking up two distinct tremors...that can't be right...unless...."

The shakes became even worst now, the ground began to spilt wide open and the buildings collapsed, people screamed and shouted, as the whole place became a nightmare around them.  Phone poles cracked, the wires snapped and whipped around in a fury of electrical sparks.  The waterways underneath the roads split open and shot up towards the sky, fires began as the sparks from the hydro wires touched wooden structures and flammable objects.   Spike crawled over and grabbed onto Carly, together they desperately tried to get to Bumblebee hoping to climb inside to shield themselves from the devastation.  As they finally reached the yellow beetle, the tremors suddenly stopped, as if someone just simply turned it all off with a flick of a switch.  It was quiet, apart from the people still hollering and screaming about what happened. But as they all stood up to recover, a large blast came ripping through the middle of the street.  Debris was streaming everywhere, Carly and Spike raised their arms up to protect themselves from the explosion.  As the two dropped their arms back down, large clunking sounds could be heard coming through the billowing smoke and fiery ash, as they looked up to see the direction it was coming from, out came Megatron.  The sliver robotic giant came into view like the devil stepping out of his hellish fire.  Towering over all the people, he looked down at them and gave the most evil grin one could imagine. Spike remembered this menace from before; this was the same creature that attacked the guards at the ship, a memory he'd never forget and one that he was reliving again standing there with his mouth ajar looking at him.  Carly screamed as she saw the sizable giant, everyone did as they saw this creature walking through, a horror to all their innocent eyes.

"MEGATRON!!” Bumblebee uttered aloud when he saw whom it was, "Spike!! Get in!!"

Spike heard his Autobot friend call out to him and looked back at the Volkswagen as he snapped out of his terror, looking over at Carly, he grabbed her arm and pulled her to the car.  Carly was mesmerized by the sliver robot, but stopped cold in her tracks when she shrieked at Spike and pointed up at the sky.

"SPIKE!!  LOOK!"

Out of the smoke filled sky, came more robotic monsters, all looked just as big and menacing as the one that stepped out of the explosion.  Jets transformed in front of all their eyes and became those robotic figures as well; they landed on top of debris and buildings as if they weren't even there.  The people all panicked and ran to their cars, some just ran and ran, but all made they're way straight out of town.  Starscream terrorized those that were too frightened to move as he walked over and taunted them.

"Puny weaklings! Stand and fight us...hahahaha...if you can..."the warrior said in his evil yet irritating voice.

Megatron shouted to the people as they ran and screamed for their lives, "Foolish humans!  None shall survive the might of the Decepticons.  You are ours to do with as we see fit!!"

Pointing his large arm mounted cannon, he fired at the fleeing horde of people, and it was a hideous sight to see as the energy discharge washed over them all and burning them into vapor.  Carly couldn't believe what was happening, people that were there one minute now have been wiped away from existence.  Spike eye's welled with tears; they streamed down his face as he shouted.

"NOOOO!!! YOU GOD DAMN MURDER!!!"

Bumblebee was helpless, what could he do?  If he transformed, he would be alerting the Decepticons the Autobots survived too soon, not only that, but he was vastly out numbered to fight back.  He opened his car door and shouted at Spike once again.

"Spike!! Get in for Cybertron's Sake!! Come On!!!  We've got to get out of here and warn the others!!"

Spike shook his head disapprovingly, "Bumblebee we can't just leave these people to die! We have to do something!"

"We will Spike!  We have to tell Optimus.... please Spike...I can't fight all of them, I need to get help!!” the young Autobot yelps back.

The Decepticons were busy blasting away at the humans and turning the whole town into rubble for their own use.  Spike had no choice but to listen to Bumblebee, he grabbed Carly who was still in shock and crying for the many lives being lost in front of her.  He shoved her into the car closed the door, quickly running over to the drivers side he got in and shut his door as well.

As Bumblebee locked the doors automatically, Carly looked out the door window and watched the carnage, “We can’t just leave….We can’t…..the people….Spike…what about the people…”

Spike hung his head in shame, he too saw the various crowds fleeing for their lives and felt powerless to do anyting.  He leaned over and pulled Carly away from the window and held on to her tight in his arms.

“We can’t save them!  We can’t do it alone….we need to go get help Carly.  We need to find someone who can…”

The Decepticons where everywhere, blasting everthing in their sight, Spike looked up again out the windshield and saw a group of the metal monsters heading their way.  One last look at the whole place crumbling around them made him shout out to his Autobot friend in sheer panic.

"Floor it Bumblebee, if we don't hurry these people will all be dead by the time we get back!"

Bumblebee revved his engine and squealed his tires as he raced out of town.  The little car avoided all the debris and sped down the clear part of the remaining road.  Megatron looked over and saw the fleeing vehicle, he glanced over at Thundercracker and Skywarp giving them a nod to stop it from leaving.  The two flew up in their robotic forms and managed to land in Bumblebee's way.  They both pointed their slim lined arm attached weapons at the small car and opened fire.  Bumblebee darted and shifted as they shot at him, but still managed to maintain his speed, he saw the confused look on the two Decepticon's faces when they realized he avoided their shots.  Again they aimed their weapons at the car coming closer and gave a wider field of laser shots, but this was all too late, because Bumblebee used some of the debris that lay ahead and jumped it into the air.  His Volkswagen frame crashed through Skywarp and Thundercracker, as they fell on their backs in total shock and awe.  The little car landed safely on the ground again and continued on its way out of the area.  Megatron witnessed it all and was disgusted to see his warriors beaten by some humans in a primitive vehicle.

"You morons!! Beaten by frail organic beings...I want that vehicle stopped!!  No one makes a fool of the Decepticons!” the evil leader looks over at Soundwave standing beside him, "Soundwave...make them pay!"

"As you command Megatron!", the resonating voiced robot says, "Laserbeak, Ravage.... new instructions, track down the escaping small yellow vehicle and attack!"

High above in the sky hangs Laserbeak, it's yellow eyes flash as it hears Soundwave's instructions, the dark red and black robot bird swoops down and locates Bumblebee from high up.  On the birds back are two sliver metallic thrusters with large laser cannons sticking out of it, they are permanently posed on either side and begin to shoot down at the small car.  Laserbeak screeches like a hawk as it attacks them, the black head of the bird almost does resemble an Earth type hawk or eagle.  Bumblebee once again has to dodge the blasts raining down on him, all the while keeping Spike and Carly safe from harm.  Carly, still in shock, clutches on tightly to Spike as he also holds her in great fear.  Each time a blast comes near them, they both scream out in terror. 

"Damn...I've got Laserbeak on my tail!  Can't shake him!  Hang on Spike ol' pal.... I’ll try to radio for help!"

Carly soon realized the car is talking, with all that’s going on, she frantically asks her new found friend who's talking, "S-s-s-Spike?  Where is that voice coming from?  Why is your car talking to us?!"

Spike nervously laughs, still flinching as the ground explodes randomly outside, "Now is not the time to ask Carly!!  Just sit tight and hold that thought for later!"

As Laserbeak fires away from above, a shot rings out and clips the robotic bird's wing.  Screaming in pain, Laserbeak spirals out of control and crashes on the ground, suddenly a voice booms out to the yellow beetle racing down the road.

"HAHA...nailed that lil' sucker in one shot!"

Bumblebee realizes whose voice it is and laughs in joy, "Hound?!  Hound is that you?!"

"You better believe it buster!"

Pulling up along side of him is a dark green hummer with Autobot symbols on it and that's when the small Autobot new it was indeed his friend Hound.  Then another voice came out and Bumblebee instantly knew whom it belonged too.

"Hey Bee man.... you trying to take on the Decep's by yourself or something?"

Bumblebee laughs again as a red Mini cooper pulls up beside him with a large white Autobot symbol sitting on its roof, "Actually Cliffjumper, I was bringing them to you...I know how much your looking for a good fight."

Cliffjumper laughs at the yellow Volkswagen’s remark, "Wouldn't be a party without a good fight buddy!  I'm just we can't go in there and give them the full pounding they deserve."

"What do you mean?  Look we have to go back and help out...", Bumblebee shouts back at them as they all speed down the road together.

"No can do little guy, Prime wants us only to report back with their location...", Hound says back to him.

Spike hears the whole thing and shouts at the fleeing yellow Autobot, "We gotta go back Bumblebee...make them go back and stop the Decepticons.... Please...."

Bumblebee agrees with Spike, "I know, I know.... come on you guys...we have to go back and help those poor humans being attacked!  To hell with our orders...for Primus's sake...people are dying!!!"

Cliffjumper wasn't one to say no to something like that, he cursed Megatron under his breath, "That sick evil transformer...I'm gonna rip out his heart!  Let's do it.... we’ll turn around and...."

"We're not going to do anything!", Hound interrupts, "Listen guys, we can't fight the whole group on our own...we'd be out gunned and out numbered in no time!  Now don't make me pull rank on you two, so smarten up and pull it together.  If Optimus wants us back, then we go back...understand?  I can't hear you soldiers.... Do you understand?!"

Both Bumblebee and Cliffjumper grumble, Hound is the superior to both of them and also very right in his answer.  Both agree and respond back at the same time. "Yes Sir!  Understood Sir!"

As they continue to drive away, a black, sleek looking robotic panther watches them come his way.  The glowing yellow eyes on the creature stares at them as they pass.  Ravage, as he is called, jumps up towards them and transforms.  He takes the form of a minidisk and shrinks down to the human equivalent size of the object. Ravage attaches himself to the back of Hound, who clearly doesn't feel him magnetize there. Riding off back towards the highway, Hound, Cliffjumper and Bumblebee all make their way back to the Autobot ship.  No one is aware that Ravage is coming along for the ride, the perfect spy to discover their secret.




In the smoldering ruins of the now destroyed town, Megatron walks amongst the dead and debris and stand there laughing, it reminds him of the days of Cybertron when he began the war against the Autobots.  Those where the days of high casualties and spreading fear, his fear to be exact, Megatron was a force to be reckoned with at the beginning of it all.  But then came Optimus Prime, who showed the Autobots that Megatron's fear was an illusion and one that could be pushed right back at him and his followers.  Laughing at all the carnage reminded him of those times, the times before Optimus Prime, now he laughs again knowing that Prime shall never interfere with his plans ever again.  Soundwave approaches his leader very carefully and becomes the bearer of bad news.

"Megatron, The human vehicle has eluded us...” the blue/grey transformer says to the laughing maniac.

"What?!” Megatron yells as the mention of it breaks his laughter, "Idiots!  Morons!!  A bunch of Karpalian Octo-droids could kill those fleeing cowards with out even trying!!"

Starscream comes walking over with a badly damaged Laserbeak in his hands, "It appears the humans have managed to cripple your precious spy, oh mighty Megatron.  Perhaps they're more of a threat to us then you think."

Laserbeak squeaks in pain as Megatron sees the extent of the damage done to the minidisk robot.  Soundwave takes the injured robot bird and converts his hand into a laser tool for repairing it.  His hand slips inside and a bright flash of light soon brings out the weird looking cutting device that has multiple miniature arms for careful work.  Starscream snickers at Soundwave's delicate care and continues to berate Megatron about it, "Look at this...already we have one casualty and you've managed to wipe out a small harmless village.  I am impressed with your leadership thus far...."

The sarcastic tone in the air commander's voice irritated the sliver-polished leader to no end; he quickly grabbed Starscream by the throat and held him up into the air, "Once again you are pushing your limits Starscream!!  I told you if you don't learn to curb that tongue of yours I'd rip it out of you!!  Now stop this playing around and get to work on the computer needed to helm the new ship, I want it to be fully functional by the time the vessel is complete. NOW!"

He throws the struggling Decepticon down onto the ground again, the air commander coughs and gasps as he tries to regain his voice, "Yes...Megatron.... I...I will do that..."

As Starscream gets up and walks away from the towering leader, a group of purple and pale green Decepticons approach Megatron and salute him.  The one robot of the six steps out and asks the evil commander a question.

"The place is fully destroyed Megatron.  Rumble and Frenzy have given us an excellent condition to begin our work."

The leader looks over at the robot, "Good, then all is prepared for our new launch pad.  Have you enough materials and energy to build? "

"Enough to make the platform and some of the engines.... but we require more metal and more energy if this is going to work.", the purple, faded green robot says.

Megatron rubs his chin lightly with his index finger and thumb, "Hmm, perhaps we can forgo the luxuries and make it worthy enough to simply get us back to Cybertron.  We'll look into it later...but for now begin your work.  Constructicons, Transform!"

The six robots do exactly as he commands; they all transform and become Earth style construction vehicles.  Together they begin to push, plow, remove and dig into the dead town, as they convert the place into the new Decepticon launching area.  The bodies of dead humans lay about, but with the help of the other Decepticons, they simply pile them into a ditch and have Thundercracker and Skywarp vaporize them with their lasers.  Those that managed to survive were the lucky ones, for the Decepticons have no interest in preserving life; theirs is the only one they care to call 'life'.  Soundwave finally repairs Laserbeak and replaces the tool-device back into his own hand again.

"Laserbeak...Transform", the resonating monotone voiced robot commands.

The bird squeals and turns into its minidisk form in Soundwaves hand.  He then places the minidisk Decepticon back inside his open chest front loader and closes it once it's stored in him.  The robot then walks over to the leader, all around him are busy Decepticons, working on various projects and cleaning up the area.  The Constructicons move about quickly and manage to form new materials out of the human buildings.  One of the Constructicons is build like a mixer truck, as it gets loaded up by the others, it rolls its centrifuge and pours liquid that instantly hardens into flat sheets of fortified concrete.  The slabs are then cut by the various Decepticons and are brought over to where the main area of construction will be.  Megatron looks on as his warriors build, not lifting a finger to help any of them, he doesn't see the need too, he is after all...their leader.  Soundwave finally manages to reach Megatron and reports on Laserbeak's status.

"Laserbeak fully repaired Megatron.  But energy consumption has drained his power nodes. And my calculations suggest that more of our warriors will loose valuable energy as the work progresses."

Megatron nods, "Yes...we are low on energy that is for certain.  This planet is rich in it. We must drain it and take it with us...but since the ship will have to be more compact, storage will be limited."

Soundwave's chest plate quickly darkens and turns into a viewable monitor for him, scrolling designs and electronic blueprints fill the viewer as he suggest certain options, "If we convert the energy into stable Energon Cubes, the ship could have a special cargo hold, one that could contain nearly 9000 units of deco-quads."

Megatron grins at the numbers, "9000 units?  It would be enough to rebuild our world and fuel my armies.  Are you positive it could be achieved?  Energon Cubes are a lighter load to take back...but much more deadlier if they are dropped or even jolted around too much."

"Being more compact would make them very fragile...but it is the only solution in order to take as much energy back with us as possible.” the yellow uni-eyed transformer says with certainty.

Megatron thinks about it, pacing back and forth, then stopping suddenly and looking back at the blue robot, he makes his final decision, "Very well...Prepare a new ship schematic and create the perfect cube force field stable enough contain all that energy."

"As you command Megatron."

Soundwave bows to his leader and stands there calculating within his super advanced computer brain that also shows on his display screen as he processes it all.

Megatron sighs and places his finger to his chin as he thinks again, "Now all we need is a suitable power source capable of giving us unlimited amounts of energy.  Hmmm...Plus we'll need to refuel soon...there must be a quick source of energy to tide the Decepticons over for now."

Suddenly he could hear a voice cry out, it was Rumble and he was warning them all of something headed their way, "INCOMING!!!"

A streak came across the sky and impacted on the surface near a group of the Decepticons, the massive explosion jolted them all out of position but quickly recovered.  They didn't even look damaged as it hit them all, but did manage to stun them for a mere few seconds.  More streaks and impacts came across to them, causing Megatron to wonder where it was coming from.  There didn't look like there was anything around for miles...and yet the attacks where striking hard at them as if something was close by.

"What is this?!  I can't see anything on the horizon..."

Three blue, grey and green Decepticons ran up to him, the middle one had a large lens that looked built into his gut.  As if they shared one mind, all three talked in unison to the leader.

"Then perhaps we can give you a better look!"

Megatron smiled, "Ah, Reflector...Transform and give me a clear visual."

The three transformed, shrunk in size to fit in his hands and looked like a digital camera. The digi-cam was capable of taking snapshots, filming and even zooming in to distances too far for the transformer eye to see.  Megatron held Reflector up and aimed him in the direction where the rockets were coming from.  On the back of the digi-cam, the LED screen showed him everything as Reflector zoomed in at twice the power.  There on the electronic viewer it showed the General and his armies moving in on them, tanks were rolling and rocket carriers where sending off the missiles.  Zooming in even more, it showed the entire group of soldiers running on foot and racing ahead in armor plated gun turret vehicles.  Reflector commented on the situation.

"It appears the humans have assembled a large force to attack us.  Should we retreat?"

Megatron quickly lowered the viewer away from his face and scoffed at the idea, "Retreat??  Are you mad...those puny weapons can even dent or Cybertronian armor you idiot!  This is only a temporary set back, let these humans come...we will deal with them and make them pay for their stupidity!"

The Constructicons stop and transform back into robot form, the middle one steps forward and speaks, “Should we form Devastator and wipe them away for you Megatron?"

"No Scrapper...this isn't even worth your attention, get back to work and finish building the platform.  You wanted to have some more material?  It seems your about to get more...” Megatron says to the Constructicon.

The six robots re-transform into their various construction vehicle modes and continue building the area.  Megatron lets Reflector leap out of his hand and transform back into his three separate identities.  Starscream, Skywarp and Thundercracker walk over and Megatron gives them instructions.

"Starscream...take your men and sweep the area.  Show them the price for their arrogance!"

Starscream and the others all laugh, "As you command Megatron!"

The three run along the ground and quickly transform into their jet modes, they all blast off from the surface and kick their thrusters into over drive as they streak through the air towards the human army.  Inside Starscream's cockpit, a holographic screen pops up and targets the surface below, green and red indicators show that he his locking his weapons on the main group of tanks. 

"Pathetic Humans!! No one attacks the Decepticons!! DIIIIEEE!!!!"

Shots ring out from the Decepticon Jets, the ground is littered with laser beams slicing and impacting down on the troops below.  Screams of the soldiers dying and tanks blowing up fills the air, the jets pass by in flurry of weapons fire from them and the soldiers below.  Still the human army pushes on as they continue to march towards Megatron and the Decepticons who are starting to come into view.  Starscream, Thundercracker and Skywarp swing around to make another pass at the ground assault.  But then shots fly by at the three and in their rear viewers they see a large squad of jet fighters heading straight for them.  It's as if the entire air force was brought in to bomb the metal giants, the sky was filled with the crafts as they all began their descent at the three lone jet crafts.  Skywarp didn't seem too worried, he kinda laughed at the sight of the humans coming to take them on.

"Heh! Look at this will ya...the humans think their superior to us.... time to show them a new trick."

Megatron watched them all from his location, he too saw the mass number of air force coming in, but then on his chest, two indents on either side of his chassis flashed and the voice of Skywarp could be heard as it glowed to his words, "Skywarp to Megatron.... Skywarp to Megatron.... permission to separate from the group and teleport."

Megatron tapped the flashing indent on his chest, "This is Megatron...permission granted!  Teleport and fire at will Skywarp...that goes for all Decepticons available!"

Skywarp once again blurred into the sky and vanished, the human jet pilots where astounded by his vanishing act and wondered where the hell he went too.  Then they saw him re-appear from the top of the sky and fired down at a group of the jets.  All of them exploded in a fiery ball of flames and were sent crashing to the ground.  Skywarp once again teleported and vanished from the sky.  He kept repeating this pattern of attack all over the place, never giving the pilots a moments notice of where he'd show up next.  The human fighters scattered as their numbers decreased by the hundreds, in order to continue their mission, a small group broke away from the fighting Calvary and tried to make a run towards Megatron's location.  Thundercraker flew straight by the group at mach speeds; well ahead of them he managed to do a 180-degree spin that seemed to astound the human pilots.  No jet could attempt such an aerodynamic stunt like that, it was practically impossible, stopping the jet and spinning around would surely tear a plane in half.  As Thundercracker faced them he took aim and fired his side rockets towards them, the jets tried to break their tight formation hoping to elude the incoming rockets, but they exploded into several different smaller versions and managed to hit each jet trying to move out of the way. The once blue sky was now red and grey, fire and smoke clouded over the whole area like the coming of doomsday.  The General was well away from the main frontlines, monitoring everything further back where the second wave of men and weapons sat awaiting orders to move in.  The General and a few other ranking soldiers were standing in a pitched tent with monitors and radios surrounding all of them.  The screens showed the insides of various tanks and planes, each one blacking out and switching over to the next available one.

"My God!  This is a slaughter...Lieutenant are we even half way in there?!” the General blurted out.

The soldier standing next to him in the small tent held a radio head set to his right ear, he tinkered with the tuning knobs and kept moving his eyes from one monitor to the next, "No sir...Squadron A just reported heavy losses at the front lines and ground assault can't seem to move ahead with the vehicles.  The foot soldiers not wounded or separated from their platoon are trying to maintain the course.  It's a nightmare out there sir..."

"I can see that damnit!  You don't need to tell me that!” The General yelled to him, "Give me estimates...how long before we can bring in the second wave? "

The lieutenant stared at him blankly and gave him the only answer he could, "Sir...the first wave will be gone within a matter of minutes.... We have to send in the second squad now!  The men are dying by the hundreds out there..."

The General sighed and banged his fist on one of the makeshift monitors, "And thousands more if we send in the second wave...these aliens are going to kill ever god damn last one of us.  Alright.... lord forgive me for this.... send in the second wave."

The soldier returned to his headset and spoke into the small microphone, "Squadron B you are a go!  Attack force Delta you are a go!  Rock and Roll boys...move it out!!"

Outside their tent, a huge number of military vehicles and troops began to march inward to the valley of death awaiting them.  Apache helicopters and Blackhawks rose from the ground and began to fly beyond the ground troops.  More rocket-propelled rockets launched towards the Decepticons, hitting around the same area as before, the incoming fire managed to strike at the base of the Constructicon's slowly rising launch pad.  The explosion blew apart their work and made them all recoil from the impact.  Megatron was furious at the humans, to think mere flesh creatures could stop him in his conquest for universal domination.  Some soldiers that managed to get through the area unharmed now sprayed the evil robots with their bullets; it hit all of the Decepticons like rain, not even scratching their armor.  Megatron had enough of their games, and called out to all Decepticons.

"These humans want a war do they?  Fine...Let's show them the true meaning of war!  Decepticons!!  Transform and attaaaaack!!!"

Soundwave approached the various soldiers shooting at him on the ground; he simply rose up his arm and touched one of the buttons on his top chest area.  A massive high pitched sound wave filled the whole battlefield, the noise was so painful it seemed like it was stabbing right into their brains.  The men collapsed and screamed in total agony, those that couldn't take it any longer ran back from where they came from.  Some still tried to raise their guns to attack the monstrously huge blue robot, but Soundwave took out his weapon and fired at them all as they coward in pain.  A quick flash from his gun and the laser vaporized the soldiers as they sat there helpless.  Reflector also came across the open valley, the various surviving tanks and armored carriers tried to fire at the three robots, but the robots all smiled and began to glow bright neon green.  As the men shielded their eyes from the light, they noticed the three robots had somehow multiplied themselves in to a growing number of copies.  For each Reflector drone, there was at least three more made, perfect replicas of the original three and all armed with weapons.  The humans tried to fire at all of the robots aiming their weapons down at them, but little could be done to stop their deaths.  In a quick barrage of laser fire from the robots, the humans died in bright light of death.  Nothing remained, only fragments of their vehicles and the odd uniform scraps.  The Constructicons kept their vehicle forms and drove to the other human vehicles breaking inward, it was the second wave of ground troops trying to move ahead.  Scrapper took lead and gave his fellow Constructicons an idea on how to deal with the attacking horde.

"Ok Constructicons.... lets run these bugs down!"

One of the Constructicons, disguised as a dump truck and in the same unified light green color as the rest of the group, spoke out to the lead robot, "Should we combine into Devastator and finish them all off Scrapper?"

"No Long Haul, let's not waste our energy...besides it won't take much to squash these creatures!"

They all laughed and began ramming the humans as they tried to get by them, nothing could stop this group of Decepticons and they made sure that everything that was crushed was pushed, buried and demolished out of their way.  The human soldiers realized they were losing badly and fled in retreat back to the main camp site, it was a hopeless cause and thousands lay dead all around. In the skies, Starscream was taking out helicopters as he zoomed in and shot them all down into burning chunks of metal.  It was a flawless victory for the air commander, the choppers were too slow to track him and unable to react fast enough to do any damage.  One of the second waves of jet fighters moving in managed to shoot a rocket at Starscream; it impacted on his right wing, which knocked him around.  The air commander shuttered in pain as he felt the blast, but quickly recovered to see whom it was that got in the cheap shot at him.

"You little twerp!!  How dare you attack me!!"

Starscream rushed in towards the human pilot, who didn't move a muscle as the Decepticons came racing in towards him, he thought he was going to get a clear shot at this evil alien...but it would never come.  Starscream transformed into his robot mode, reaching up he grabbed the jet and looked inside the cockpit.  The human was screaming in fear as the giant robot's eyes stared at him.

"So...you thought you could take me out did you?  Pathetic...all of you humans are pathetic. I am Starscream...and no flesh creature can harm me!! Die you worthless creature!!!"

Starscream crushed the plane with his bare hands; the twisting metal and crunching of the cockpits glass soon left only a bloodstained splatter inside.  Starscream laughed at the sight, for him it was no worst then stepping on an ant and as far as the giant robots were concerned...that’s what the human species where to them.  Megatron did nothing to aid in the destruction of the humans, still standing where he was at the beginning of the conflict, he watched the war with a sinister smirk on his face.  Nothing could touch him, these humans were losing to his warriors and that pleased him a great deal.  Now they would understand that no one could defeat the Decepticons, these weapons they were using were completely worthless against theirs. And sitting back in the tent, over in the temporary campsite of the human resistance, the General was beginning to finally understand that Optimus Prime was right all along.  They didn't get a war, it was a slaughter.  He was just about to phone the President of the United States, when the lieutenant monitoring the communication traffic got an incoming message for the commander.

"Sir...I've got someone on the radio named Connors...he's coming in with a bunch of weapons and men, he wants to know if our forces have been unable to stop the alien threat."

The General looks over, "Connors??  What's that damn fool brought now?  Tell him...tell him...."

The army commander struggles to think of exactly what to tell that secret government agent, he knows that they're bringing in a special type of weapon that might save the war, but rather then admit defeat he'd just like to say no and keep the agent back.  But as he looks up at the various monitors and the sounds of the troops dying over the airwaves, he hangs his head and sighs.

"Tell him to proceed with his plan...begin the retreat of our troops..."

The lieutenant's eyes widen, "But...but sir...."

The General kicks the monitors down with his rage, "Son of a Bitch!!  Just do it.... we’ve lost this round...its up to Connors now and whatever the hell he's brought."

“Yes sir…”, the soldier says back to him, slightly shaken from the army commander’s outburst.

In the sky well back from the war taking place, the group of heavy armored helicopters lifting the secret weapon still covered comes flying in.  Inside the main double bladed helicopter sits Connors and Drakemore.   All around them are troops dressed in the black and grey uniforms with pitch-black helmets.  Connors has the radio headset attached to his head and listens to the General’s lieutenant grant him permission.

“You are hereby given the go to proceed Mr. Connors, the war is now yours.”

Connors smiles listening to the soldier saying it over the radio and responds back, “Rodger that…and tell the General…This war is about to be over real soon.