Megatron’s optics narrowed, a vicious smile spreading across his metal lips as he considered what was happening, and what he would do. Optimus Prime, with his foolish Autobots, had launched their remaining interstellar capitol ship on a desperate attempt to find new sources of energy. They had thought they managed to slip by undetected, but the fools were wrong.
They had been seen, followed, and Megatron himself swore he would ensure that this would go down in the records as a suicide mission. Just blowing them out of the sky would not do, though. He wanted to board the Ark, to see the fear and terror reflected in their optics as the end came. He could not wait to tear the Matrix from Optimus Prime’s twisted wreckage.
“Megatron!” Starscream exclaimed in his shrill, obnoxious, and prissy tone. “We should just blast them and be done with it! Why do you insist on waiting?”
“Because Starscream, I have waited ages for this moment. I want to see the look on Prime’s face as he dies.”
“Like I haven’t heard that before,” Starscream scoffed. “Besides, we’ll never get that close. They’ll blast us out of space!”
Teeth gnashing at the unveiled insult, Megatron was amazed he managed to keep his temper in check. There was one aspect of Starscream the tyrant respected, and that was his self-preservation. Whenever Starscream’s life was on the line, he tended to be very perceptive. The treasonous coward just might have a point.
“Explain Starscream.” He growled.
“They will detect us long before we reach boarding range,” the seeker stated.
Megatron scoffed. “We are riding their ion trail, Starscream their sensors will not be able to pick us out of the interference.”
“No.” Starscream replied, “Our sensors would not be able to pick us out of the interference.” He pointed to the screen and continued. “That is an Autobot Vanguard class Interceptor. They were built for colonization and exploration as well as war. They are equipped with scientific grade sensor systems. They are far more sensitive then our own.”
Megatron glanced at Starscream. “They will never detect us.”
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“Prime, I’m detecting an anomaly on sensors,” Prowl stated, “It seems to be riding out ion trail.”
Optimus Prime’s optics narrowed. “Can you identify it?”
“Switching to optical scanners and running a profile check.” Prowl paused as Teletran-1 completed the scan, and scowled as he saw the results.
“Well Prowl?”
Prowl glanced to his leader and replied, “It’s the Nemesis.”
“Well I’ll be damned,” Ironhide growled. “It’s the Deceptiscrap! Just give the order and I’ll have them eatin’ laser!”
“Hold on, Ironhide” Prime replied. Turning to Prowl he asked, “Do they know they’ve been detected.”
“I don’t think so, Prime. They have not changed course.”
“Are with within their weapons range?”
“Yes”
Prime nodded and cupped his chin. “Ironhide, what is the status of the weapons system?”
“I always keep ‘em warm and on standby just incase.”
Optimus nodded. “Lock onto the Nemesis using passive sensors. On my mark, blow the gunnery hatches and open fire with everything we have.” He glanced over to prowl. “Inform me when they are within optimal firing range.”
“You want me to raise shields?” Wheeljack cut in.
“No. That would only let them know they’ve been seen.”
Wheeljack glanced to Prime. “Without them we’re an easy target.”
“Megatron’s not going to shoot us down. He’s waited too long for this. He’ll want to board.”
“I hope your right.”
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“We are entering the optimal firing range of Autobot weaponry,” Soundwave stated.
“Have we been detected” Megatron asked.
“No change in targeting profile. Conclusion: Negative.”
Megatron grinned. “See Starscream? What did I tell you?”
Starscream glanced at Megatron. “Don’t count you functions before they’ve processed, Megatron.”
The Decepticon commanded scowled. He’d deal with Starscream, but first, Prime.
“Soundwave, target their engines. Starscream, Bring the tractor beam online.”
---------------- “Prime, they’re within optimal weapons range! I’m detecting a weapons lock!”
“Jazz!” Prime exclaimed. “Evasive maneuvers, hard to port! Ironhide, fire at will!”
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The Ark turned hard to port, gun ports along it’s sides flying open as it did so. Charged particles gathered at the turrets in preparation for the barrage to come.
The Decepticon craft came to full stop, maneuvering thrusters firing as it turned in time with the Ark. Quicker on the draw, streamers of ionized particles shot from their turrets, shooting in deadly arcs towards the more massive Autobot Capitol ship.
The Ark proved to be far more maneuverable, thrusters firing just in time to push the out of the line of fire, barely. Weapons charged, the Ark returned fire.
Unable to maneuver through the raging maelstrom of ionized photon blasts, the Decepticons received the full brunt of the assault. It’s mighty frame shook with each consecutive blast, and for the briefest of moments it looked ready to break apart under the stress.
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Explosions trailed down the hull of the Decepticon starship, gouging massive holes in he hull, destroying sensors, power relays, and computer systems leaving them all but dead in space.
“Prime! I’m reading massive damage to the Decepticon vessels. Sensors down, Computer heavily damaged, the severed power relays are exploding, compromising hull integrity.” Prowl sighed, “They’re dead in space.”
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“SEE!” Starscream exclaimed, “I told you! I told you they’d detect us!”
Megatron roared and threw Starscream to the side. He ran to the primary weapons controls and set them on manual and disabling the safety system. If he was going to die, he would drag Optimus Prime to the Inferno along with him.
“Warning!” Soundwave exclaimed. “Weapons set to ten times safe output. Chances of catastrophic explosion: 99.95%.”
“I know!” Megatron growled. “I will not be beaten!”
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“Aha! We did it Prime!” Ironhide exclaimed! “They’re as good as slaged!”
“Not yet Ironhide. Bring us around for another pass.”
“Prime!” Prowl exclaimed, “I’m detecting a power surge from their weapons systems!”
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The Nemesis’s remaining forward guns suddenly charged up, a massive lance of deadly energy blasting from the remaining turrets. The energy overload super heated the weapons, melting them only a moment before they exploded violently, crippling what few systems the ship had still functional. Out of power, ship heavily damaged, the Nemesis soon found themselves drifting on a collision course with the moon.
The Ark faired littler better. Overconfident at their apparent victory, the Autobots could not dodge the final volley from the Nemesis. Tearing through the ships armor like a hot knife through butter, the resulting internal explosions caused massive system failures. What was worse, however, was the location of the destruction. The beam hit the aft port, dangerously close to the Ark’s five engines.
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“We’re hit!” Wheeljack exclaimed. “Engines off line! The ships systems are going out of control!”
“Can you fix it!”
“Yes, but it’ll take time…”
“Slag!” Prowl exclaimed.
“What is it Prowl?”
“Optimus, we’re being pulled into the planet’s gravity well!”
Optimus looked to the other. “To the escape pods! Abandon ship!”
“No time!”
“BRACE FOR IMPACT!” ----------------
The Ark slammed into the volcano that would one day be known as Mount Saint Hillary at over 5 times the speed of sound.
It was a testament to Autobot engineering skilled and mastery that the Ark survived the ordeal intact, the impact, compiled with massive system failures and explosions, caused the remaining Autobots to shut down.
As if the world itself claimed revenge for the damage of the ship wreak, the Volcano erupted, shooting ass high into it’s atmosphere as lava smothered the ship. In the end, the Ark, and it’s sleeping inhabitants, were sealed in a tomb of igneous rock.
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