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Ok...this page used to be about aliens, but now its not.Its a transformers fanfic homepage. This is now the web home of Transformers: The Next Generation a set of strories I wrote which take place between the end of season 2 of Transformers and The Transformers: The Movie.
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"Ironhide..." Optimus Prime pleaded. | "But Prime, there's only one other big jolly red robot here...and I'm not doin' it!" Ironhide laughed. "What about Cliffjumper?" Prime asked his old friend. "Think of the children, Prime!" Ironhide almost sounded giddy. "Alright...for the children!" Prime snatched the white beard from Ironhides hand. "Alright, he's gonna do it!" Ironhide announced as he left Primes quarter's. The other autobots cheered as they heard the news.They were going to visit St. Johns Hospital later that day, a hospital dealing especially in treatment of terminally ill children on Christmas Eve, so as to brighten their spirits. It had taken a few days worth of convincing, but Optimus had finally agreed. Wheeljack and Perceptor, along with Jazz and Sideswipe had already gone to set up a device which would protect all those within its rays of the harsh winter cold.Afterall, the last thing they needed was to become any sicker than they already were. Spike Witwicky, now seventeen, was making his rounds through the halls of the hospital as a volunteer nurse. He peeked into the room of littler Davy Mathews, a boy who was desperately fighting off leukemia. He had just been diagnosed a month ago, but his case was so severe that he was almost immediately transferred to St. Johns.He was looking out the window now, and it was a most pitiful sight. Spike almost shed a tear at the thought that this brave little kid might not make it. "Whats the matter, Dave?" Spike asked as he slowly approached the boy and sat at the foot of the bed. "Nothin'." Davey responded callously. "C'mon; you can tell me."Spike said easily. "Its just..." the boy hesitated. "I really want to go out and play in the snow...I always used ta'. But now I'm not allowed." he said as a small tear welled in his eye, but he quickly wiped it away. "Chin up...I got a feeling that you just might get that wish." Spike tilted the boy's chin to face him. "Oh... its not a wish...If I had a wish...it would be..." he stammered. "What is it, Davey?" "That I wasn't sick anymore." he quickly spit out his words, almost tripping over them. "Awe... I dont know about that one...God does work in some pretty mysterious ways, kiddo."he lifted the child and put him under the covers. "It's sleep time now. Santa will be coming soon." he tucked Davey in. "Santa isn't real!" he yelled at Spike. "Why do you say that?" Spike was almost afraid of the answer he would recieve. "I'm sick, not stupid." the eight year old answered "If Santa were real, he would have made it so I wasn't sick! He's just like God or the Easter Bunny!" "Ouch..." Spike was genuinely hurt by the statement.How could such a sweet little kid have such negative thoughts? He never had thoughts like that when he was that young.And then Spike realized that he never had leukemia. "What if I told you Santa were real?" Spike asked with amusement. "I'd say you were nuts!" the little boy responded with enthusiasm. "I'm tellin' ya' kiddo; He's real; and so is God.And maybe even the Easter Bunny." he got up to leave, giving David some food for thought. "You're on!" David called as Spike left the room. "Shut-up!" big Thomas yelled at him "Some people are tryin to sleep!" the older boy yelled. "Prime, when are you gonna get here?" Spike muttered to himself as he walked out into the cold winter air. Bumblebe was waiting for him, and transformed as he approached. "I got the heat on, just the way you like it." Bumblebee said as Spike climbed in. "Where to?" "Autobot City." Spike said as he rested his feet on the floor. He didn't know what he would do if he didn't have a friend to chaufer him around. Davey was once again looking out the window long after Spike had left. He didn't normally hear many cars out where the hospital was located at that time of night, but the little boy thought he heard a lot of them. Not quite right outside, but approaching. He looked around curiously to see if anyone was awake to protest, and with everyone sleeping, he slid the barred window up and silently listened. Indeed, it sounded like a highway at rush hour. And there was another sound to go with it...he couldn't quite put his finger on it though. Something light and... bells! He was hearing bells.The boy would have continued listening, but he heard the hospital staff coming down the hall, and he quickly shut the window and scampered off to bed. Miss Julie, the head nurse on his floor quietly opened the door, followed by several of the regular nurses. Davey had no idea what was going on as they began rustling the children out of their beds. As he stepped out of the room with several other children, Davey could see the same was happening all up and down the hall. "Whats goin on'?" Big Thomas asked as he rubbed his eyes. "What are we doin'?" "C'mon." a nurse grabbed Daveys hand. "We're gonna see Santa Claus now!" a nurse exclaimed as she grabbed the confused looking little boy's hand. "Not another fake Santa!" Thomas yelled as he was following the nurse who had grabbed Davey. "We get one of these drunks every mother-lovin' year!" the bully comlpained. But it was a different story when the kids were all led outside, where it was warmer than it was inside, and there was still snow on the ground, not melting at all! By now, a convoy could be seen approaching the hospital. "No way..." mumbled Thomas. "a Porsche... Lamborghini...red Mack... the Autobots!" Suddenly the vehicles were upon the mass of children, and Optimus Primes trailer was decorated with bells and Christmas lights. "Ho, ho, ho!" the mighty truck belowed as he transformed into robot mode. But his trailer didn't leave him, as it normally did. This puzzled Thomas, who fancied himself an expert on real-life super heros. The Autobot's were right up there with the Army when it came to being heros. "Merry Christmas!" Prime said as he sat on the chair Wheeljack had installed for him. His trailer rolled up next to him. "Lets see..." he pulled a list from his chest, the same location where he kept the Matrix. " Who's first?" "We got 'em!"came Fallout's bronx accented voice over the intercom. "How many we got?" asked Convoy.He'd been waiting for this for months now. The battle might finally end in this sector with this most precious cargo. Convoy's forces had been dwindling these past few years, ever since he set his ship down on this the planet called Sivilus 5. "Only two. The pilot of the drop ship said they didn't have sparks yet, either." "Great." It wasn't as thought his forces hadn't taken a huge chunk out of the decepticons. "wheres Ridge and Reamer?" the autobot commander asked his second in command. "Working on the ship, sir." replied Fallout. "I've been getting interference all day.It's that damned ion storm coming in from the south.It's screwing up everything." "Perfect..." muttered the yellow autobot.He didn't want to deal with this sort of complication. His only five troops consisted of himself, Fallout, Ridge,Tailgate, and Reamer, a young autobot soldier with a past unsure to himself. "Tailgate I want you to head down and tell Ridge and Reamer to get back here.There's a serious matter we have to discuss.I'm going to help Fallout with the pods."The mighty robot explained. "Aye, sir!"Tailgate called out.He took a running start and jumped into the air, transforming and landing all four tires as he hit the asphalt on the floor within the base. His tires skidded for a moment, demonstrating the black Ferarri's need for speed. "Computer, auto-guns, voice recognition;my voice only."Convoy commanded as he transformed into his yellow, '79 Peterbilt form, the trailer coming from nowhere as Optimus Primes once did. "Acknowledged." replied the sparkless voice of the computer. tailgate raced to the ship where repairs had been taking place for years. It was buried bneath a stone quarry that had at one time been mined by the natives and protected by auto-guns both above and below the surface. He didn't slow as he approached the entrance to the tunnel. "Recognized.Tailgate; Autobot." said the computer controlling the autoguns and overall security system of the inlet. "Anytime, babe!" exclaimed the Ferarri as he raced into the tunnel. Tailgate passed the two autobots gathering tools and replacing the ones they'd been using in their repair duty. He tried stopping, but at his current rate of speed, it was impossible.So he gracefully turned the fumble into 180 degree fishtail. It was a maneuver he was accustomed to making, as he was prone to being somewhat of a clutz when it came to his speed. "Whats goin on?Are communication down again?" demanded Ridge, a hardened veteran from the Third Cybertronian War. His Firebird hood was clearly visible in robot mode. "Yeah." responded the black robot. "I hate this planet..." Reamer stepped out from under the ship." "Now what's goin' on? Who bought security watch?"Ridge asked Tailgate, who smiled broadly. "Thats it!" Fallout yelled at Convoy as he stepped out of the trailer."Good."his leader yelled back as he closed the doors of his trailer and started along the wide, rocky path back to the base.Simultaneously, Fallout transformed into his red bigwheeled car mode and rolled alongside the much bigger Convoy. Meanwhile Ridge, Reamer, and Tailgate began their ascent through the narrow tunnel to the surface.They were halfway to the top when the distinct sound of gunfire could be heard echoing off the walls of the tunnelway. "What's goin' on?" demanded Reamer. "Decepticons!" Tailgate cried as he picked up speed. The other autobots followed suite. The auto-gun fire stopped as the three autobots reached the exit of the tunnel and transformed, removing their handguns and Tailgate one of his dual rifles. ridge slowly stepped out and looked around carefully but was quickly forced back to the remote safety of the tunnel mouth. "Convoy; come in, over! I repeat,Convoy; come in!"the veteran autobot yelled as he took cover behind a rock and returned fire. "at -- it, Ri---" came the replie over the com system. "They got us pinned down in here! I repeat; requesting support, over!" Indeed, only two of the seven decepticons left on Sivilus; both of the veteran seekers, Deadlock and Nosedive. "--- trouble -- our owe-!" came Convoys garbled response. "What?" demanded Reamer. "He said they they got trouble of their own." Ridge said heavily. "We gotta get outta here!"Reamer yelled as he fired blindly out the mouth of the cave. "Tailgate, you and Reamer find Convoy. I'll draw 'em off for ya's." "No!" Tailgate yelled as he ran away from the exit. " "Whatta ya' doin'? Ridge demanded as he stood up, almost being shot before he ducked back to relative safety. "Due south of Badrock canyon about half-a-klik." He said as he transformed. "Somewhere between there and homebase is where they'll be." he wheeled around, skidding his back tires as he pulled a 180 "I'll draw them off!" "Kid, no!" Ridge yelled, but it was too late; the young autobot was already out the exit. "We're coming back; don't worry."Reamer called ahead, but to no avail. The Ferarri was already out of sight. "You're not gettin' away so easy, Convoy!" a black racing bike yelled as it pulled up beside the massive truck.It transformed into a roboot and leaped onto Convoy's trailer as he did so. "Not likely, Stalker,!" fallout yelled as he transformed.He had been side by side with Convoy up until he hit the stony surface. The tracter-trailer was pulling away quickly as Fallout took aim.He fired. "Uh!"erupted Convoy.The shot had hit his trailer right next to stalker."Tell me again why you didn't get that sharpshooter gig on Antaris?" he hollered at the smaller autobot. "I'm tryin'!" he hollered back.This shot hit and Stalker fell, rolling from Convoy's trailer, his arm being crushed beneath the truck tire. "I don't have a clue!"Fallout replied to Convoys earlier remark. Tailgate hit the exit and plunged headfirst between the two Seekers, Nosedive and Deadlock. They both ignored the fire from the auto-guns as they took off into the air and fired at the black car that had just driven between them.trying to asoid their fire, Tailgate swerved into a loose mound of gravel in the quarry, which slid his back end up onto a pile of rocks and ultimately flipped him onto his back. He transformed on the spot, his hood forming his chest and, and pulled out both his heavy repeating rifles. As he was pounding the decepticons with his dual rifles, Ridge and Reamer hit the mouth of the tunnel and sharply turned toward the north. "Oh, shit..." Tailgate mumbled as he downed one of the decepticons.He rolled onto his feet and simultaneously changed clips as the auto-guns again found their target, buying him time.But that time was short lived as the Seeker quickly regrouped from the autogun's assault.He was once again dodging with great ease. By that time Prowler, a purple with black trimmed elcomino had caught up with Convoy, and Highbeam, a primer grey big wheeled four-by-four was tring to bash heads with Fallout.He drove up an incline of rocks and off an incline of red rocks along the ground, coming off it at such an angle that he landed on top of Fallout. The blue and yellow Seeker that had been dodging fire from the auto-guns had landed amongst the rocks to avoid the strafing of the guns while he stalked his prey."C'mon, autobot! Come out and play!"he called as a means to unnerve his enemy as hr crept around a boulder "Momma told me never to talk to strange automatons!"Tailgate tackled the Seeker and twisted his arm gun as it was brought up into his chest in such a manner that it exploded against the decepticons side. He then tried to pick up the jet robot, Nosedive, and throw him agianst the rock quarry wall, but his efforts were thwarted when he realized that the decepticon was going to pull the same trick as he had a moment ago. "I don't think so!"Tailgate dropped his foe and slammed the gun hard against the boulder, smashing it. Then the autobot grabbed Nosedive and proceeded to crush the equally sized decepticon.Before he could finish it though,the Tailgate heard a laser blast behind him and a look of surprise washed over his face. "Nor do I, autobot." said Deadlock, the second Seeker. As Tailgate fell backward, Nosecone saw that his brother was holding chest. "Little heartburn eh, Deadlock?" "Shut-up!" snapped Deadlock."He damn near killed me.You'll have to help me back to base." "Help yourself.I'm going to kill some more autobots."he said in an almost Starscream-esque manner as he took off in robot mode.Deadlock looked around wearily.He might be able to fly, but not very fast. And not nearly agile enough to evade the autobots infernal auto-guns around the quarry. He was trapped.Trapped like a petro-rabit in a cybertromium cage.Deadlock sat down and crossed his legs, waiting for someone to arrive to help him out.He wasn't sure how long his comrades would make him wait, as he was well aware of his own most unpleasant personality. As they came up on the approaching convoy resembling a scene from "The Road Warrior", Ridge and Reamer transformed into robot mode, retrieving their blasters ,and firing on Prowler.The elcomino veared off from the pursuit as a distinct beating could heard.If he could sweat, Convoy would right now.He knew his arch enemy was now entering the approach vector, and that he had to get the combiners to the basecamp before Bonepile arrived. "Reamer, follow me! I need your help." "But Convoy!I can fight! We can bring their numbers down here and now!" "There's only two of them now, but Bonepile's on his way. I don't want you caught here when he arrives. You don't have enough experience!Follow me! Fallout...take the figh to the canyon!" "Aw..."Reamer transformed as Convoy came up on his rear and they drove to base together.The two autobots transformed and drove for the canyon, a mere three klicks from their current position. As expected, the decepticons followed them in vehicular modes, Stalker clinging to Highbeams bed, but as they approached where the autobots were waiting, he fell from the bed. Fallout and Highbeam were having it out almost two klicks from Ridge and Prowler. Stalker was coming up on him quick in robot form.He quickly backhanded Highbeam and kicked his legs out just in time to grab his blaster and shoot Stalker in the stomach region just as he was within melee range.He fell, but he wasn't dead just yet.Without paying attention to the approaching decepticon behind him, he kicked Stalker's rotor blade away just as Highbeam picked him up and hurled him against the rocky surface. "Nhh..."Fallout muttered as he regrouped. The attack didn't do too much damage, but the kick to the spark bearing chest did. As he fell, he grabbed the decepticons leg and pulled it from under him.He fell on top of Fallout, just as Stalker managed to drive the rotor blade into his fellow decepticons back. Fallout snickered as he pushed the fallen Highbeam off of himself and lunged for his smaller comrade. Stalker tried to defend himself with the rotor weapon, but to no avail.Fallout only ripped it from his hands and hit him hard on top of his head with the handle-end of his own weapon,dropping him. "C'mon G! Le's get it on!" Prowler took a shot at Ridge. "The hell with that!" Ridge peeked up from a rock "And I'm not your 'G'!" He fired back. Prowler returned fire,and as Ridge hit the ground to evade the barrage of laser fire coming at his head, he picked up a large hand sized rock from the ground as he came up, he again fired back, only when Prowler shot again, Ridge threw the rock and hit the decepticon, who was caught off-gaurd.Before he could fire another burst from his rifle, Ridge had tackled Prowler, bringing him to the ground and forcing him to drop the weapon.He sat on top of Prowler and began punching his enemies face until it was barely recognizable."Whatta ya say, decepticon; you give? Say Uncle!" "Never!"the decepticon rolled over, Ridge going with him. He stood and began kicking Ridge over and over again."Weak autobot! Y'all make me sick bein' all like 'mercy' and 'blah-blah-blah!' I hate your ki--" A look, the same as that given by Tailgate before his death, a look of surprise and pain flashed over Prowlers face.As he stumbled face forward, Ridge saw Fallout looming over him, the light of the fading Sivilus sun cast him as a gaurdian angel."Thanks, man.Looks like we got em."he said panting. "Not quite!" came a voice from behind Fallout. "Hurry up back there! Convoy yelled at Reamer. "I am!"the young autobot yelled back."These things are heavy!"he dropped the first pod on the ground just inside the autobot basecamp." I don't know why you wanted me; fallout's the heavy lifter-slash-science officer. I can't even throw Stalker!" he griped as he put all his effort into dragging the pod from the trailer. "Which is exactly why I don't want you going out there in a battle scenario with Bonepile. Those two can hold their own until I get there" "But Convoy, I swear..." he dragged the pod onto Convoy's ramp "I can!" "I'll be the judge of that!" Convoy snapped as he transformed into robot mode. "Finally." he whispered to himself. "Now... where were we..? Oh yeah; Ridge, Fallout and Tailgate have been with me since the beginning. They have years of experience. But at any moment, they too can be killed. It only takes a microsecond for a decepticon to shoot down even the best of us.And you... you're fresh out of boot!" "...Tailgate..." Reamer mumbled to himself. "What now?" Convoy asked precariously. "We left Tailgate behind! We gotta go rescue him!" "Believe me... He's got better chances than Fallout and Ridge..." he said callously. Then, when he saw the look in the young autobots eyes, he realized how harsh his statement was. It was a harsh world, but he knew his friend didn't deserve to be left hanging in the tunnel's like that. "Alright."the unit commander said to Reamer. "Go get him." "Yes!" Reamer exclaimed, exchanging the puppy dog eyes for the sleek exterior of a Lotus sports car.Convoy too transformed, and they both drove in almost opposite directions. A jet screamed in from above as Reamer exited the building. He avoided the fire for a moment until it was concentrated on a new target... the autobot commander, Convoy. "Tailgate!" Reamer whispered as he realized what the jet flying from it's target area meant. granted, it wasn't surprising to see a decepticon abandoning his post in fear, but if that wasn't the case, there were only two other possibilties...and both were grim.The purple autobot didn't want to think about them. The crash of Bonepiles immense fist against his back as he was fleeing was a horrible feeling of pain to Fallout. His body fell to the floor, almost nothing to the terrible power hidden behind the Apache helicopter robots frame.Why, he was more powerful than any tank transformer Fallout had faced. The decepticon commander was walking toward him when the riflle blast delivered by Ridge fizzled against his almost impervious armor. The brute smiled a broad grin. " I should suppose you're next?"He pulled the gatling laser from its holster on one of his landing pylon wings. Convoy quickly transformed to robot mode as the jet came screaming at him, gun's blaring." You've got some nerve, decepticon!"He cried as the jet passed above him, seizing fire. The screaming plane came at him again, firing almost blindly at the running autobot. Convoy pulled his big blaster-cannon from his holster and commenced fire on his decepticon foe, his barrel following the plane wherever it flew.As Nosedive passed above him again, he must have realized that breakneck speed wouldn't kill the gargantuan robot before him as he transformed in mid-flight. "As do you; taking on one of Mighty Megatron's best warriors!" the Seeker said as Convoy focused his sights on Nosedive's chest "Prime and myself have killed many of your kind. Don't take Megatron's favor for honor."he said to the naive decepticon before him.They didn't come any other way. Just as he pulled the trigger, however, Nosedive realized what was going on and demonstrated a Seekers best quality--split second decision making.He was too late and he was still hit, but it wasn't nearly as bad as Convoy would have hoped. But you take what you get on Sivilus 5. "Tailgate!" Reamer screamed as he approached the quarry."Taigate, answer me!" "Recognized; Reamer" was all Reamer heard. He transformed and jumped into the shallow quarry, hoping he would find his missing friend. But he didn't hear his response. For a moment he thought it was hopeless. He searched behind several boulders and was about to leave the quarry without success. But just before he could, a laser blast just missed him. He dodged behind the boulder he was standing near at the sound and drew his own laser blaster, just glimpsing Deadlock behind him. "Not cool, Deadlock!" "What would you know about 'cool', auto-brat!" The decepticon demanded of his prey. Reamer had been at the mercy of Deadlock once before. He knew what the most derranged decepticon was capable of. Once he had locked onto his target, he would pursue until either himself or his opponent had been killed, despite personal injury or even an outclassing autobot such as Convoy's appearance. Reamer imagined that the other decepticons didn't get along with him and his twisted sense of humor. But how would he know? For all he did, perhaps all decepticons are as vile as Deadlock, only they hide it on the battlefield. "I had hoped you would show up!" Deadlock yelled out, though it was directed more at Reamer than to him. "And I'd hoped Tailgate killed you! But no worry; We've got a score to settle!" the autobot called from behind his rock. "'Tailgate'... was that his name?"Deadlock snickered as he moved amongst the boulders.His ploy had worked, for Reamer was came out of hiding in anger at this statement. "You knew his name!" he fired at the decepticon who evaded the slow moving bolt of light.His enemy laughed as he fired back. "Be glad you're not with the others of your kind now; Bonepile would have eaten you alive!" he yelled as his laser bolt hit the armor on Reamer's chest, only denting it. "Nhh..." Reamer ducked behind another boulder, holding his chest, as Deadlock's next shot hit the rock. Deadlock set down again from his evasion maneuver as the auto-guns targeted him once more. Again he began to pursue his enemy, or as he thought of it...his prey... "So...are we having fun yet?" Bonepile asked as he shot off a few rounds from his gatling gun.He raised it to his mouth and blew the smoke away. He had them running... but which one should he kill first..? Decisions, decisions, he thought to himself. "Why can't you stand still, autobots? I promise it won't hurt...for long!" the commander fired another burst from his weapon, directed at Fallout. "Fallout...why don't you...fall?" he smirked wickedly. "Why don't you, Bonepile?"a mighty voice boomed from behind the decepticon leader. "Convoy..." he turned slowly to face his old enemy. By now Highbeam had sat up and was cheering on his leader. Prowler was slowly gaining consciousness and a well sized black decepticon with green flames was running up to the battle. Prowler stood and transformed, slowly gaining speed as he approached his fellow defeated decepticons. "Highbeam, transform and git back to base!" the Earthen ghetto accented decepticon commanded as he passed his two fallen comrades. "C'mon, little buddy."Highbeam said as he stood and scooped up Stalker in his big arms. "Here... you deserve it." he said as he tossed the small decepticon up into the air as he transformed, landing him in his bed. "Hey!" yelled the newly arrived transformer, Typhoon. "The fun's just starting!", he climbed the only big boulder near the canyn, crossed his legs and watched the battle between Convoy and Bone pile. " C'mon out, autobrat! We all die someday!" Deadlock crept around a boulder in the now dark sky. "Not today, decepticon!"Reamer lunged at the sparks flying from the decepticon's chest. He grabbed his opponents' arm and smashed his gun against a rock as his friend had earlier. "Looks like you were wrong again!" Deadlock grabbed Reamer and smashed the young robot against the boulder once. The slamming jolted Reamer enough that he could get a better grip, one he would use to knock the life from the smaller transformer.But before he could get his motor-control back, he could have sworn his optics had picked up a shadowy figure against the night sky. And as the decepticon was about to slam him again against the pumelled boulder, his sound receptors picked up laser blasts.Deadlock dropped the autobot and keeled backward, smoke pouring from his mouth. It took him a while, but Reamer eventually came to. Standing above him, strong and unfaltering was Tailgate. But as that image of strength developed, it was quickly replaced with an image of sorrow as his friend faltered and dropped to his knees, his finger still on the trigger of his blaster. "Tailgate!"Reamer exclaimed. "What is it? What's wrong?We'll fix-it!" "Oh Cybertron, I hope so!" the black robot said in a hushed tone. "I was going to head back on foot... auxiliary power...couldn't have supported...transfrormation though." "Oh, no..."Reamer said with realization." Are you gonna...make it?" he asked sadly. "If I shut down... maybe. But you'll have to...drag me back...I don't have enough energy to do it myself." "I'll try." Reamer said to his friend." But you have to get yourself out of this pit." "Lets find some cover..." Fallout clenched his chest. His arm was also badly damaged, hanging limply by his side. "Help me." Ridge Tried standing, but both his legs had been mangled by Bonepile's gun, aptly named "The Ripper". He fumbled and almost fell, but managed to grab Fallout's shoulder's before he did. "Hey, you wanna take them out before we get goin?"he asked Fallout. "Nah..."his fellow replied."They're on the run now. It just doesn't seem right." "I don't know...feels like we should take 'em out now. Like somethin' bad's gonna happen." "Well, the cowards are out of range by now. Besides, if they retaliate, we're screwed. I mean, really, we should be glad Typhoon can't fight!"Fallout replied. Ridge laughed out loud "I hear that!" and they both hobbled to some rocks protruding from the ground. Reamer and tailgate had just barely gotten up the quarry wall when a laser blast grazed Reamer, who stumbled and almost fell. Tailgate got between his friend and the second laser blast, taking it to the back again.Tailgate's main power battery had come between the blast that had destroyed much of his backside, and his spark chamber, but without it being there, the precious chamber was fractured. "No!" Reamer grabbed his friend and pulled him out of the way before another shot could be taken. They both fell away from the quarry as Deadlock stood up. "Run, Reamer! Get the Hell out of here!" Tailgate said with his last few breath's.When he didn't run, the dying autobot grabbed his arm and gave him a look that told him it was pointless. "Awe...Tailgate." Reamer whispered with pain in his voice. "No..." "Go. We all die someday. Today isn't your day; its mine...Now get outta here, before I start takin' shots at you!" Reamer wanted vengeance. But he knew Tailgate was right. He knew he didn't have nearly enough experience to finish the seeker. But he killed his friend! How could Tailgate expect him to leave, knowing how badly revenge would burn inside of him? "You're dead Seeker! You hear me? If its the last thing I do, I'm going to kill you!" " If that comforts you as you recharge..!"Deadlock snickered as Reamer transformed and drove away. "I hear you running, cowardly autobot! Believe me; there is nowhere to hide!" Reamer was going to turn back and at least give try to finish the decepticon, but then he remembered Tailgates words. Maybe he was right; everbody has his day. Maybe today wasn't his. "I'll be back to finish what I started!"Reamer yelled as the quarry became smaller and smaller behind him. The other autobots tensely watched as Convoy and Bonepile fought near the canyon. They continually exchanged blows, occasionally attempting to pick each other up and throw themover the edge. Perhaps Bonepile did't realize what Convoy was doing as he led the fight toward the canyon. It would be his last stand should the case be that Bonepile didn't fall. Finally, Bonepile attempted for the last time to throw Convoy over the edge. The mighty robot managed to kick away, but he fell, grabbing the edge of the cliff. With some effort, he managed to pull himself up onto the leagde before Bonepile could get up to attack him again. The Apache lunged at the recovering autobot and as he approached him, Convoy moved to the side slightly and slammed Bonepile hard on the back, stunning him momentarily as he flew over the edge of the canyon, hitting the far side of the cliff before finally falling down the chasm. Convoy looked down the canyon satisfied and said to his two friends "Autobots; transform and roll out!" "No!!!" Typhoon yelled as he got up and ran to where his leader had fallen off.
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I used to have a decent collection of transformers toys, but I lost them in a fire. I am looking for several to rebuild my collection, and I'm really hoping that someone out there can help me! Well, heres what I need: | Optimus Prime (Just the trailer, but if Ramjet a cab is included, I'll most likely take it) Dirge Overdrive Thundercracker Downshift Skywarp Wheeljack Soundwave Jazz Devestator (All of them; G2 is even fine) Inferno Bombshell Hoist Kickback Trailbreaker Shrapnel Hot Rod Astrotrain (Mine broke) Smokescreen Blitzwings turret (or a decent Blitzwing w/tight joints) Prowl Reflector Sunstreaker Onslaught Sideswipe Vortex Silver Bolt Blastoff Slingshot All Stunticons but Motormaster Airraid Trypticon Skydive Starscream fists and tailfins (I have all the acessories for Thrust black left fist Superion, just not individuals) Hound accessories Metroplex Bluestreak Mirage Broadside Those are what I want in decent condition for a fair price... this next list is going to consist of broken toys, worn toys, toys missing things, etc... I plan on "kitbashing" them. What this means (chances are, you didn't happen upon this site, you went looking for it, in which case you most likely know what kitbashing is)is I want to change them to fit my own vision. Like turning an Overdrive(Red Ferarri) into a Tailgate.If you can help me out, I will tell you my progress along with pictures sent via E-mail.(These don't have to be good condition; they just have to be cheap*!) Any jet bodies. No wings or tail fins, are fine, but whole is desired Swindle Hoist Hot Rod Onslaught Whirl (2 preferably) Jazz/ Smokescreen/ Bluestreak(Jazz is prefered) G2 Motorcycle (either one) Brawl Swindle I have these two (who doesn't?) but they are pretty crappy; I might be interested in better conditioned toy's instead. G2 Laser Rod Optimus Prime (the blackor even white Peterbilt tanker version) Vortex Hubcap Overdrive *cheap is like the ten dollar or under range. If you help me out, I wont be able to thank you enough!
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Save the Autobots/ Decepticons!
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Naturally, being a fan of the original transformers, I'm going to ask you to support the movements of any group who wants you, the people, to beg companies that might re-air the original cartoon, with the original autobot hero...Optimus Prime! | But also, keep in mind that if enough people beg, maybe Hasbro and Mainframe (the company that owns transformers and the company that makes Beast Wars/Beast Machines) would consider making a second cartoon.I mean when there is a hit show, some companies have been known to make two continuities (the technical term eould be "spin-off") at once, such as the two current Power Rangers spin-offs, "Power Rangers in Space" and "Power Rangers in the Lost Galaxy" A computer generated epic like Beast Machines.Maybe it will be a traditionally animated cartoon made by a seperate company from Mainframe.
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