Transformers: Burning Fury - Episode 13

TRANSFORMERS BURNING FURY

Episode 13: The Decepticlones for The Clones

A few days later, Wisecrack sits on the chair, during monitor duty, while Orcanka and Melita have a friendly sparring.

Wisecrack: Man, I'm bored. Where're those darned Decepticons when you need 'em? They've been quiet for days, and I really wanna bash some heads in!

Ironhide: For once, we agree, comrade. Why not go investigate their cavern, like we should have done ages ago?

Medjet: *walks past, holding a medical note* Because we know some humans love exploring those caves, so we have to be extremely careful.

Speedor: Yeah, and besides, if any humans DID go in there, they'd be reporting their findings to the media right about now.

Gemma: Unless it happened like that “car prank” thing recently.

Freddy: She's right there, ya’ know. Whoever made that whole thing up, is helping us lots - But who…? –sigh- I still don't know.

Ironhide: Well, what do you suggest then? Wait for the Decepticons to come to us?

Orcanka: *pins Melita down* Possibly, 'Hide. *helps Melita up* It’d at-least give us something to do.

Wheeljack: *walks in, holding a fist up* Ah, there you are, Gary! I have made something special for you and the others.

Gemma: Really?

Freddy: What is it?

Gary and the others head over to Wheeljack, as he kneels down and then opens his fist, revealing individually coloured boxes.

Gary: They’re just boxes.

Wheeljack: Ah, just wait ‘till you open them. ^.^ Yours is red, Gemma's is blue, Freddy's is green and Amy's is pink.

They each receive their chosen coloured box, then open the lid of each, revealing a device inside.

Amy: WOW!! *pulls her pink device out*

Gemma: *looks at hers* They're amazing!

Freddy: And they’ve got our favourite colour! Aw, Jacky, you shouldn’t have. ^^

Gary: So, what are they?

Wheeljack: I introduce to you four, the Autobot Communication devices - Or, the 'Auto-Com', for short! They can be used for keeping in contact with your partners, or even us other Autobots, including yourselves as well. It can even be used to record audio conversations, plug into any computer systems - via a USB plug at the bottom, and each even include a clip on the back, so you can wear it on your belt - or in your case, ladies, in your hand bags. ^.^ Orion suggested I make them for you four. Think of it as our way of officially welcoming you four into the fold.

Gary: They're wicked! Thanks, Wheeljack.

Gemma: These sure will come in handy.

Meanwhile, in the ocean, we see a giant submarine. It wasn't too long to know who it belongs to, as we see a Decepticon insignia engraved on the hull. Travelling next to it was Aqua, in her submarine form.

Starscream: We have been aimlessly searching these very oceans for many solar cycles now! Are you certain you set the signal correctly, Aqua!?

Aqua: *coms* Yes, for the umpteenth time!

Starscream: Then what is taking us so long to reach it?!

Delita: We must be patient, Starscream. If not, the others will think you'll go insane for not finding it.

Thundercracker: But Commander Starscream DOES raise a good point. Why exactly HAVE we been travelling in this big wreck for days? Surely we should've found our ship by now.

Lightblast: Unless the beacon went dead – or, in other words, something big ate it.

Aqua: Will you all shut up!? I'm busy tracking it here! *scans the area, for her beacon*

Megatron: *sitting on a makeshift throne* You bunch of incompetents. Unlike you all, I for one value patience. You all could learn a thing or two from Delita-1 as well. Her patience knows no bounds.

Delita: *thinks* I just love it when he says that~ ^w^

Lightblast: Noted, sir-- *the signal beeps* Oh, hello, I got something!

Starscream: Finally! This slowpoke made it!

Cloudsting: *looks at the screen* Look!

Megatron: *rises from his throne* This is it...

As the Submarine moves closer, they see a familiar Decepticon symbol on a large metal frame, to which reveals to be the hull of a huge ship.

Delita: Home, sweet home…

Megatron: At last, we reclaim our rightful vessel - The very ship that brought down the Autobot Ark itself within one fell swoop. The Nemesis...

*meanwhile*

Wisecrack: *round the back of the Ark mountain, with Gary, holding a Basketball* So, the purpose of this game is to throw this ball directly into that basket up ahead?

Gary: Yeah, that’s basically part of the game.

Gemma: Gary does Basketball a lot. He’s even once been part of a team at high school.

Wisecrack: Well, then, what sort of an activity involves throwing a ball into a basket? Honestly, you humans have some bizarre habits.

Gemma: Well, we find your activities weird too, even with that 'Lobbing'.

Near the entrance of the Ark, Orcanka and Melita are actually playing Lobbing at this very moment.

Orcanka: Heads up, Melita! *throws a makeshift metallic ball in her direction*

Melita: *catches it* Hahaha! coming at ya’, lass! *throws it back*

Wisecrack: *watching from a distance* Just be glad I'm not in there with them. Those ladies are some real tough cookies. >.>

Gemma: How tough?

As Melita throws, and it was too fast, causing Orcanka to duck as the ball flies straight into the corridor and then hits something, as we can hear parts falling down, as well as a bot falling downalso.

Ratchet: *voice only* I NEEDED THAT!!!! DX

Melita: Sorry, Lad!

Wisecrack: THAT tough...

Meanwhile, Medjet flies along, in her jet mode, on scout patrol. She was enjoying the view in the air, as she was in the same forest that Blackout attacked. But this time, no Blackout to ruin the moment.

Medjet: What a nice day. And, with Blackout out cold for months, I can finally be free to enjoy my scout patrol. ^^

Just then, she notices a shiny flicker in the distance.

Medjet: Hmm? *flies down to get a closer look* What could attract my attention, on this fine day?

Just then, the flicker fires plasma blasts straight at her.

Medjet: WHOA!!! *manoeuvres to one side* That was close! But who…? *uses her scanner, to check*

???: *as the being approaches towards Medjet, he doesn't appear to possess a spark, according to her scanners*

Medjet: A Decepticon with no Spark? What in--

???: *with her distracted, the being opens fire at her*

Medjet: *gets hit by the wings* AGH!!!! *descends really fast* *com* MAYDAY! MAYDAY! Medjet to base! I've been shot down! NEED ASSISTA-- *crashes hard, creating dust. As it clears, she is seen to be collapsed along the ground seconds later, as she groans in pain*

???: *lands on his feet, looking down at the downed Autobot. As he spoke, his voice was without emotion* Target neutralized. You will be terminated, immediately.

Medjet: *transforms to robot mode and struggles to get back up* Who are you? Your no--

???: Identification - 'Decepticlone' No. 10. My loyalty lies with Lord Megatron.

Medjet: So, he DID take his clone armies with him… *gets back up*

Decepticlone 10: Prepare for termination, Autobot. Termination commencing, now!

Medjet: Not if your aim is poor! *turns and runs*

It was the biggest mistake she'll ever make, as all of a sudden, several more Decepticlones leap out from the bushes, in front of Medjet, surrounding her.

Medjet: !! Oh, come on, Megatron! Don’t you think this is a lil’ bit overkill!?

Decepticlones: Prepare to feel the cold hand of death, enemy! *aims at her* All hail Megatron! Megatron rules! *all open fire*

Off-screen, we can hear Medjet, screaming in pain.

Back at the Ark.

Ironhide: *impatiently tapping a desk* Once again, Medjet has gone off on her own, keeping us all waiting. -_-

Gemma: Shouldn’t she be back by now?

Ironhide: She should ALWAYS be back by now! -sigh- Typical younglings. Always feel they can do whatever they want. -.-

Ratchet: *walks to Teletran-1, and sees that it recorded Medjet's recent contact* Orion, looks like she tried contacting us.

Speedor: Finally! I was getting worried.

Ratchet: *types then play the com*

Medjet's voice: MAYDAY! MAYDAY! Medjet to base! I've been shot down! NEED ASSISTA-- *the com gets cut off*

Speedor: Medjet?

Wisecrack: Orion, Sir, she's under attack!

Jazz: We’ve gotta go help the sweet thing!

Ratchet: I've locked in on the coordinates now, Orion.

Orion: Ratchet, stay here with the humans. Autobots, ROLL OUT!

They all transform and drive out through the Ark's exit, and out from the mountain, whilst Orcanka flies out from a built-in hatch on a side of the mountain. Back at Medjet's location, Medjet lays on the ground, on her side, with he Decepticlones who fired at her, surrounding her. She looks up, then see Starscream walking over – Clearly, he saw the action.

Starscream: *walks out from the surrounding crowd* Liking the newly restored Decepticlone army, Medjet? Well, I'll say one thing about them. They're certainly more dependable than Blackout was, wherever he is.

Medjet: Ugh... He had... A 'Black out'. *gets kicked by him* Ugh!!

Starscream: Well, with any luck, your comrades will see you alive, before the clones cut your head off! *pins her, as she tries to get up* You, Medjet, along with your comrades, have interfered in mine and Lord Megatron's affairs for far too long now. And now, with our fully resurrected army, we shall claim back the victory we so rightfully deserve.

Decepticlone 10: *picks up more signatures* More Autobots, approaching.

Starscream: What? How did they find us so quickly?! Oh, no matter... Decepticlones, total them!

Orcanka: *flies in the area, with the Autobot in the hangar inside her alt. mode* We're nearing Medjet's location now, sir.

Speedor: Whoever's done this to Medjet, I'll be more than happy to return the favour. And they’d better not give us a welcome wagon along the way.

Wisecrack: *looking on the monitor* -gasp- Make that a DOZEN welcome wagons!!!

A whole fleet of Decepticlone Flight Units fly up, towards Orcanka.

Optimus: !!! Orcanka, EVASIVE MANEUVERS!!!

Orcanka: *flies down, avoiding the shots* Decepticlones!? Megatron must've found his lost ship!

Melita: Now we know why they’ve been so quiet lately. We’ve got to land.

Orion: Orcanka, find a safe place to land, quick!

Orcanka hovers down near the cliffs, then opens the hatch, as one by one, the Autobots jump out.

Orion: Let's go, Autobots! MOVE! *transforms and drives out, from the cliffs*

The ground team follows, as Orcanka ascends back up.

They reach the ground, only to get fired at by the Decepticlone Ground Units. The Autobots transform and seek cover by the trees and rocks, then fire back.

Ironhide: *firing* It makes no sense, Pax. There's no possible way for them to have ever reached their ship at all!

Speedor: *looks ‘round, while firing* We'll worry about that later! Right now, we need to find Medjet!

Orion: I'm on it. Ironhide, cover me! TRANSFORM! *drives off, through the nearby trees*

Ironhide: *brings out his big iron* One cover up, coming right up! *aims at the Decepticlones* Eat this, sharkticon fodder!! *opens fire8

Up ahead, two Decepticlones, with Starscream, hold Medjet by the arms, whiles she's on her knees, still unable to get up from the damage she's taken.

Starscream: Now then, how would you prefer your execution, meddling Autobot? You prefer it nice and quick, or utterly painful...? Then again, How would "I" prefer it? Hmm... *goes closer to her, holding his claws near her face* I believe a vote has been taken!

Medjet: *looks up at him, not showing fear* Go to the pits....You glitch…

Starscream: !! Ohh, you've REALLY done it now!! *about to strike, but then suddenly gets socked on the head, from behind* !!! GAAH!!

The Decepticlones look ahead, seeing Orion.

Orion: Excuse me. But I believe you two have a friend of mine there. *shoots the two clones, through the head*

Medjet was about to fall, when Orion quickly catches her.

Orion: Easy, I got you. *helps her up*

Medjet: They outnumbered me, sir.... Didn't get a chance.... To fight back..

Orion: Save it. We have bigger things to worry about right now – Like, finding a safe path back to the Ark...

*back at the battlefield*

Speedor: *Shoots next to Wisecrack* Take this!

Decepticlone 10: Eliminate the Autobots! *fires missiles at them*

The Autobot ducks for cover, as it explodes on the ground from behind.

Ironhide: This is insane! It's almost as if they can determine our every strategy!

Wisecrack: He's right. It's almost as if we're shooting blanks here!!

Wheeljack: Normally, I'd come up with an invention to help us out of this mess. But they'd probably end up ascertaining that as well!

Irohide: Forget inventions! WE NEED ACTION!! *gets a grenade out, from a container in his Big Iron, before throwing it in the direction of a few of the clones*

The clones get blown up, by the exploding grenade.

Melita: He loving this, isn’t he?!

Jazz: Hey, that's why you and me try to calm him down – well, Gemma, mostly.

Ironhide: YEEEAAAH! COME GET SOME, DECEPTI-PUNK!!! *firing his Big Iron, in a circle*

Wisecrack: Ah, just let the big "I" get it outta his systems! I always do. ^^

Orcanka: *fires at one clone, after it aims from the side at Ironhide – then she transforms, lands and opens fire with her rifle shooting one clone’s head clean off.

Decepticlone 10: Results - Disappointing. Autobot victory - Most likely. Option - Reinforcements. *com* Drop-Ship, Deploy the ‘Heavy Unit’!

Then, a Drop-Ship appears out of the forest, as it ascends from the trees

Orcanka: Oh, what now?!

Ironhide: *turns and looks, seeing what's being deployed from the ship* Uh, guys? I think we're in for it now...

A larger, much bigger Decepticlone lands on its feet, then stands and aims with its arm-mounted Gatling guns.

Melita: Oh scrap, I hate those things!

Wisecraack: A Heavy Unit!! Aw, this day keeps getting better and better!

Heavy Unit: *fires its pair of giant Gatling Guns*

Melita: *rolls for cover, as do the others* Slag! I DO still hate them!

Wisecrack: Focus, Melita! Even I know, we need strategy here!

Heavy Unit: Your termination commencingm now! *fires missiles from its shoulders*

The Autobots quickly split up, from the enormous explosion.

Wisecrack: That sucker's a death trap!!

Speedor: I just hope Orion found Medjet, before IT finds them!

Wheeljack: SHH! We don't want that big guy to know about them yet.

Ironhide: But how? That thing's practically all over us, never mind all these flying bozos and their car-based friends!

Wheeljack: How about we find a weak point on him? It's always worked before.

Speedor: let' justs hope they didn't upgrade more, beyond that stage.

Meanwhile, Orion is supporting a limping Medjet, through the forest.

Medjet: I guess scouting alone can cause me to be more vulnerable.

Orion: It happens to the best of us, Medjet. Just need to learn how to work your way through it.

Medjet: Yet, I failed to call for back up... I’ll bet Ironhide thought I was gone for too long.

Orion: Don't let him get to you, Med. Ironhide may have a short temper – Personally, though, I don't blame him. We're all a little different inside.

Medjet: -nod Nevertheless, we’ve got to help the others, before those clones defeat them all.

Orion: You sure you're up for it? I'd hate to bring you into a battlefield if you're not.

A different, medium looking Decepticlone suddenly drops down behind them both.

Medjet: *looks behind her* Seems like we don't have a choice anyway!

The Decepticlone aims at them.

Orion: ...... *quickly transforms and loads Medjet into the back of his truck mode, before departing quickly, with Medjet holding on* A ‘Commander Unit’! Their tactical methods are without boundaries!

Medjet: This feels more like a suicide mission right now, Orion!

Orion: Their lethal strikes have been known to strike fear into the enemy. We have to re-join the others, before it reaches them!

Medjet: That’s a good plan. But what if he gets there, before us!?

Orion: Why else am I putting the pedal down??

Back in the battlefield, with the Heavy Unit.

Ironhide: *pounding at the Heavy Unit, with his fists* Come on, you gigantic rust bucket, FALL OVER!

Heavy Unit: *then stomps onto the ground, which then creates a shockwave*

Melita: Oh Slag!! SHOC--

The Shockwave sends some down and some flying into the trees, like Melita, Wisecrack and Ironhide, as Speedor and Orcanka hit the ground, hard.

Wisecrack: Ngg! You just had to rush into that, didn't ya’!?

Ironhide: I don't see you coming up with anything more useful, ‘Wise! >_<

Orcanka: If Orion doesn't find Medjet soon, I shall--

Orion: Actually... *pulls up, underneath the trees where they are, then transforms intoo robot mode, after Medjet got off* Consider yourself lucky you don't have to.

Medjet: And me also.

Speedor: Med! You’re alive!

Ironhide: You okay, Medjet?

Medjet: Besides getting shot at many times, only to be wounded, I'll be okay - for now.

Ironhide: Well then, next time, don't scare us like that. Okay?

Medjet: We'll talk about this later; Right now, we need to deal with those Decepticlones.

Wheeljack: I agree. They’ve had their advantage for far too long now.

Orion: Ironhide, we're being tailed by a resurrected Commander Unit. We could certainly use your assistance on this one.

Ironhide: -salute- I'm on it.

Orion: The rest of us? Let's find a way to bring down the rest of these Decepticlones, for good.

Orcanka: Wheeljack, scan and find any good ways to shut them down!

Wheeljack: On it, ma'am! *scanning all the Drones, including the Heavy Unit* There's a control chip embedded within each of the Drones’ heads. Take out the heads and they're off-lined instantly. Or, if you wish to speed things up, the controlling signal appears to be originating from the Heavy Unit. Take that out, via the three weak rounded points on his back, and you should be able to knock out the Drones all at once, including that Commander Unit back there.

Orion: -nod- Orcanka! You and Wisecrack target the 3 weak spots on the Heavy Unit's back, while we distract it.

Medjet: I’ve got an idea, sir. If you get him to focus on us more, that Heavy Unit won't even notice them from behind.

Orion: Sound advice, my friend. *deploys his axe* Let's do this! *drives his axe into the ground, which shoots forward a stream of fire*

Medjet: COME AND GET US, YOU PATHETIC ZOMBIE DRONE!!!!

Heavy Unit: ... *raises his foot again*

Orion: !! Medjet, GET DOWN!

Medjet: EVERYONE, TAKE COVER!!!

As the Heavy Unit stomps the ground again, sending out another Shockwave, everyone seeks cover, just in time to avoid damage. Then Orion, in vehicle mode, drives at the Unit, with Medjet hanging on.

Medjet: Come and get us!

Unknown to the Unit, Orcanka and Wisecrack both hide behind some trees, weapons at the ready. Orcanka uses her scope on the rifle, and then sees Orion approaching, with the Heavy Unit close behind, stomping after them.

Orcanka: Here they come…

Wisecrack: *seeing the other Drones closing in* And here THEY come as well.

Orcanka: We need to aim at those three spots on the Heavy Unit's back, while our teams keep the other clones distracted *aims* on my command.

Wisecrack: *Aims with weapon* Got it.

Orion: *Sees then two Autobot ready* Hold on, Medjet! *using his brakes and skids to do a circle, then drives pass the Heavy Unit*

Orcanka: *See the Heavy Unit turn its back towards her and Wisecrack* NOW!!!

They both open fire instantly. And, in slow motion the fired shots hit the 3 spots, dead on. Then, with it instantly damaged, the Heavy Unit topples over, onto his front – then, one by one, the clones that followed the Heavy Unit shut down instantly as well, just as Wheeljack theorized*

*meanwhile*

Irohide: *while he was combatting the Commander Unit, that eventually shut down as well, much to Ironhide's disappointment* Aw, man! Pax never lets me have any fun. -_-

Melita: *looks around, as the clones fall down, one by one* Is everyone okay, lads?

Orion: *drives over with Medjet, Orcanka and Wisecrack following, then transforms to robot mode* Yes, we'll live.

Medjet: *holds her arm, then nods*

Later, at the Ark, Medjet was sitting on her berth, in her quarters, recovering from the day’s event.

In the command centre.

Ratchet: Medjet will make a good recovery, Orion, luckl the damage done to her wasn't fatal, she'll live to fight another day.

Ironhide: I blame myself. Had I'd been there when she was attacked...

Melita: It's not your fault, lad. It was those cons. They must've found a way to get those clones back and waited ‘till one of us was on scouting duty. Once again, they’ve proven that they’re unfair players.

Ironhide: I know, I know. It's just... -sigh- Just another femme I failed to save. *walks off*

Melita: *watches him go* Ironhide.....

Orion: *hand on her shoulder* He still needs time, Melita. And, with the Decepticons with an even bigger advantage now, he’ll have even more steam to let off, more than ever… The war has even now stepped up to a higher level, for us all…

In Medjet's quarters, Medjet checks on her own wounds.

Speedor: *at her door* Hey. Uh, is it okay for me to come in yet? Ratchet won't let me.

Medjet: *looks up, seeing him* Sure, I mean, just one bot to see me wouldn’t hurt. Besides, Ratchet is so like my overprotective doc - I mean, okay, I may have been shot many times, but it's not life-threatening, I assure him. But still, you know what he's like.

Speedor: *enters and sits down beside her* You gave us all a pretty good scare, y'know. How're you holding up?

Medjet: Getting there, But, as Ratchet said, I'll be back on duty tomorrow. And… Sorry if I scared you and the others today.

Speedor: It's okay. I'm just glad you're alive, y'know? I just can't stand to live without you... *blushes* Well, um, what I'm saying is, I-I consider you a close friend. W-well, a sister more like! I-it's not like I'm saying anything beyond that. I-I mean t-that would just be crazy. I mean-- *she suddenly holds his hand* !!...

Medjet: Speedor...You worry AND talk too much.

Speedor: Well, I... I care about you a lot. We've known each other since we first met, all those stellar cycles ago, in the Academy. Of course, Silverbolt never really let us get that close...

Medjet: Even though I am the youngest, he knows that I need to start the life I wanted, and I did... I wanted to help and repair bots in the field, and it was his job to look after me, whiles I was there.

Speedor: You may not know this, but... I was always quietly cheering you on. ^^

Medjet: Oh? When was that?

Speedor: *smiles* Since we first met.

Medjet: *blushes as she smiles softly*

Speedor: You’ll always be by No. 1, Medjet. Not even the Decepticlones could beat you down. It’s thans to you, that we’ll always achieve victory…

*they then exchange caring smiles, before gently resting heads against one another… Before kissing*

Meanwhile…

Starscream: *enters the large bridge of the Nemesis spaceship, bowing* Lord Megatron. The test-run of your resurrected Decepticlone army, um... Seems so have met with some failure.

Delita: Impossible... No one has ever defeated those clones and lived to tell the tale!

Starscream: Permission to troubleshoot, my lord. I am certain I can expand upon their weaknesses.

Megatron: You have my permission, Starscream... And, at-least we can look upon one bright side of today... My Decepticlones still work… And, with the development factory within our mighty Nemesis, they shall never stop returning…