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Cover Me
By The Black Dragon Queen Author's Note: :) Hope I do not disappoint! ANNOUNCEMENT: If you are not a part of my Yahoo!group, you probably haven't heard that Tierra has wonderfully taken on the task of getting a joint effort together to make Cover Me an Audio Book! She's taking auditions if you want to try out for your favorite character! The link to my group is in my profile, good luck everyone! Also head on over to the Y!group to download the Cover Me: Chapter 001 to 180 word document and PDF files!Chapter One Hundred Eighty Two: Complete Chaos, Round One-DING!
Optimus almost turned around to make sure they had come down the correct road. The compound in front of him looked nothing like the old air force base they had left behind those weeks ago. It looked more like a junkyard with I-beams and construction materials scattered about the yard in multiple piles. Added to that was the fact that all the boxcars seemed to have been pulled from the hangers and spread out haphazardly about the yard for some unknown reason. Optimus wasn't sure he wanted to know the reason. Whatever Red Alert and the others were up to was more than likely going to involve a long meeting with Red's actions, projected reasoning's and explanations on what they had done so far likely filled in triplicate if he knew the security director and waiting for his signature. Red also wouldn't let him get any other paperwork done until his own was approved. "It looks… nice," Skyfire spoke kindly, even as his tone said something more like "what a dump" as he looked about the place. Optimus groaned, anger and embarrassment warring over which would engulf him more. "It looks like the pit," Ratchet snorted as he wandered over. "Ratchet! What are you doing up here? Get back!" "I'm right where I need to be! I'm the medic damn it!" "It doesn't look like anything's going on though," Perceptor said with a frown as he and the other "non-combatants" approached upon realizing there was no one there. Sunstreaker instantly shoving a leash towards Sideswipe as he tried to hold on to Jetfire one handed while the flyer already pulled towards the fence line in excitement. "Why is there water around it?" Sunstorm sneered as he stared down at the murky water at his feet. "That would be the moat," Barricade informed him obligingly and Steve laughed from Barricade's other hand, the mech having taken the human from Prowl before the mad dash to the base. "But watch out for the crocodile." "The what?" Optimus pressed a hand over his optics and sighed heavily before turning to the larger flier. "It's not normally like this," he explained. "What the slag is with all the trash?" Ironhide frowned before he jerked in recognition. "Why is my spare canon on that boxcar?" "Now let's not panic!" Prowl tried to forestall any alarm as he took in the area in one glance. "It doesn't look as if there was any battle here. No scorch marks, no debris, that isn't in piles I mean. Nothing is scattered from-" "I can see that!" Ironhide snapped, interrupting the other mech. "But that better have not been left in the rain or so help me Primus!" Prowl stepped back a bit from Ironhide's growling. "Where are they? And why the slag were they in my hanger!" "Ironhide! Get back here!" Optimus hissed. "We have no idea what happened! Decepticons could be around!" "Or worse, thirteen!" Jazz called out after him. "No offense by the way." Soundwave and Barricade just glared at him. "Put us down!" Will insisted quickly, glancing about for any possible attack. "We're a liability like this!" "But stay back," Soundwave insisted, his optics watching Ironhide's path as he allowed his charges down. "Is that a burnt out rig under that tarp?" Perceptor suddenly exclaimed, startling most of them as he spotted the large shape next to his own hanger that Optimus and Ironhide had dubbed the "science corner". "I wonder what that's for," Wheeljack mused as he stared at the covered object. "You wonder if you can confiscate it for your own nefarious purposes," Ratchet countered, his optics still on Ironhide. Wheeljack shrugged unabashedly, ignoring Skyfire's rather wary glance. "Probably went with that," Jazz jerked a thumb towards one of the other buildings. "Why is there a Dew truck here?" Miles asked curiously. "That stuff is everywhere nowadays," Sam shrugged. "I doubt our mothers got it though." "Will you two move already," Rumble growled, snagging Sam's arm and hauling him back while Frenzy, or Megatron, who knew, snagged Miles. Everyone almost seemed to hold their breath as they watched the gunner navigate around the piles and over the I-beams towards his cannon, glancing this way and that. Reaching the boxcar, he instantly lifted it up and frowned. "Fully charged and ready," he shrugged back before his optic caught sight of something else. "My mini-gun!" Everyone turned. Sure enough, there was Ironhide's mini-gun on yet another boxcar not that far away. In fact, there were a few assorted weapons scattered about just as many as there were boxcars. Ironhide quickly stomped over and snagged that gun as well. "Ironhide!" Optimus snapped again. "Don't worry, there's no one here!" Ironhide huffed as he yanked out the shell casings. "What the-? What the slag is this? This isn't ammo!" "What is it then?" Will called out worriedly next to Sam where Ravage had herded him. Sam's attention was pulled from Ironhide's answer by Miles' tugging on his jacket. "Hey Sam, is it me or is this lay out a lot like the paintball course at the sports center?" "What?" He took a look at the scattered piles and assorted boxcars. It did look like some bizarre course layout. He and Miles were social outcasts enough to have frequented the sports center for a game of paint ball, laser tag or just whatever. "You think they were that bored?" Miles asked curiously. "With Mikaela left here, anything is possible," Sam admitted as he waved towards Jazz who had been sent back away from the group by Prowl. The silver mech noticed the hail and had started towards them when there was a sudden yelp from the yard. "Slag it! Something bit me!" Ironhide yelped irately, almost leaping onto the boxcar he was next to. "What? What the slag does that mean, something bit you?" Ratchet demanded, already headed towards the yard. Wheeljack made a bid to grab him but Ratchet was well use to avoiding flailing arms and desperate grabs from patients and avoided it easily. "Ratchet! Come back here damn it," Optimus snarled as he went after the medic. "Here we go again," Wheeljack sighed to Prowl. "You two, fan out left," Prowl ordered pointing at both him and Sideswipe. "You two, right." Barricade and Soundwave nodded and headed off. "Bumblebee…" Prowl didn't get any further than that as 'Bee was already headed towards where the humans were along with Jazz, Perceptor right behind him, snagging Skyfire as he went. Sunstreaker still with a firm grip on Jetfire and Sunstorm, holding onto a rather put out Jetstorm's leash, following. With a nod, Prowl made his way into the base proper and looked about for whatever it was that had attacked Ironhide while watching the three ahead of them at the same time. Ratchet and Optimus had made their way right to their friend and teammate and Ratchet instantly knelt down and snagged Ironhide's ankle, ignoring the squawk of surprise. Holding onto Optimus for balance, Ironhide glared down at the medic who was examining a tiny hole in the outer plating. "What is this?" Ratchet frowned as he prodded the small hole. "I told you something got me," Ironhide grumbled, trying to stand on one foot as Ratchet pulled his other this way and that. "Is it bad?" Optimus asked worriedly. "It looks like acid got on him," Ratchet replied. "Nothing too damaging though. It didn't seep into -" "Slag it all to the pits!" Ratchet's head whipped up as Sideswipe suddenly did jump up onto the boxcar closet to him. "There's something down there!" "What was it? Sideswipe! What was it?" Prowl demanded, his gun trained on the ground making systematic sweeps over the area. "What the slag is going on?" Barricade shouted as he and Soundwave started heading back towards the Autobot's center position. "There it is!" Wheeljack yelped, borderline hysterical. "Where?" Optimus whirled about and Ironhide went down after losing his balance supporter, Ratchet yelping as he jumped away so as not to be crushed under the gunner. "I think it went over there!" Sideswipe pointed frantically and everything looked in the direction he was pointing. "Ack! It got me!" Wheeljack yelped, hopping away from where he had been. "What got you?" Soundwave asked as he jogged after Barricade and began looking at the ground. "And what the slag are we looking for?" "Where did it go!" Ironhide demanded as he clambered back to his feet. "Wheeljack, what did it look like?" Prowl called back to the engineer. "A white blur, that's what!" "Gremlins!" Ironhide yelped, whirling this way and that trying to spot whatever it was that was attacking him. "Ironhide! Focus!" Optimus barked out. "Where the slag did you lot come from?" A new voice suddenly yelped in surprise and the whole group turned stunned towards the direction of the runway where Optimus noted that it was not only open but also had three strange mechs making their way from its direction. "Oh, Autobots," the large red one sighed. "Decepticons!" Ironhide yelped and raised the cannon, ignoring Barricade and Soundwave's sudden shout of "wait!" and aimed at the perceived threat. Two of the mechs dropped their load, which seemed to be even more construction material and dove for cover behind some piles while the red Decepticon gasped at the cannon in the Autobot's hand. "Wait not that one!" Ironhide had already fired the cannon however and there was an explosion of white fluffy liquid like stuff. "Foam?" Optimus asked incredulously as he stared at the white gunk covering the now glowering Decepticon. "Wait a minute," Barricade quickly ran to the front of the group, pushing Optimus aside and stared in complete and utter shock. "Rollerforce?" "Boss man!" the now named Rollerforce yelped happily. "Red said you were a day out, max!" "'Red?" Prowl frowned as he looked back towards the runway where the Autobots were emerging with their own stuff. Red Alert jerked in surprise upon seeing them before he took off at a run towards them waving his arms frantically. The others doing the same as they saw what Red had seen. The smallest Decepticon suddenly jumped up out from his hiding place and snagged the arm of the foam covered mech. "Duck!" he hollered, yanking his companion behind the pile. The first five and the Decepticons ducked as the others glanced at one another confused. "What? -ACK!" Sideswipe suddenly propelled forward as something exploded against his back in a shower of liquid. "Sideswipe!" Sunstreaker's shouted from his position and they could hear the sparklings calling out in dismay as well. "What the slag?" Wheeljack yelped, leaping away from the red mech. "What the slag is that!" Prowl instantly whipped around and fired. The small green… thing yelped and dove behind a boxcar as there was a roar from one of the hangers and a large black mech ran out and made a beeline for Prowl. "No! Don't shoot him!" Red Alert could be heard as he ran full tilt towards them. "Who the slag is this?" Optimus yelled back as Prowl, hesitant over what to do, finally lowered his gun, thinking the mech would stop seeing as he was no longer aiming at him. That didn't seem to deter the mech as he plowed right into the tactician and brought him to the ground, shaking him frantically and making some strange clicking, snarling hissing sounds at him. "Prowl!" Jazz shouted, already pelting towards the base even as Optimus and Ironhide ran to Prowl's rescue and tried to haul the black mech off him. The green thing, or mech, appeared again, shoulder smoking from the hit Prowl got in and fired his own cannon at them again. Another green projectile got Optimus' front, the liquid blinding him momentarily as it splashed upwards and allowed the black mech to shove him to the ground as well. "Prime!" Ironhide called out. "Ironhide, watch you back!" Barricade suddenly barked as he spotted a white thing clambering up the gunners back. "Whu-?" Suddenly something was on his face and Ironhide jerked back, his finger squeezing the trigger of the cannon in his hand automatically and another blast of foam hit Sideswipe this time, causing him to fall back just when the unknown Decepticons emerged from their cover while Red and the others finally arrived. "Don't hurt them! Don't hurt them!" Red Alert was shouting frantically as Soundwave made his way to Ironhide's side to try and pry the, thing off his face while the foam covered mech went to help Barricade get the other mech off of Prowl. "We're not doing anything to the Decepticons!" Sideswipe retorted angrily as he tried to get up, slipping and sliding a bit in the foam. "Not them! Them!" Red shouted as he dove for Ironhide and pushed Soundwave's hands away and peeled the small white creature off the gunner. "Duck!" Blaster cried out suddenly and Inferno yanked Ratchet aside as another green projectile went flying. The shot exploded on the ground by Sideswipe and he finally lost his footing in the foam and went down again. "Why are they attacking us?" Optimus demanded as he got back up and went back to Prowl's side to assist. "Who are they?" Prowl demanded at Red Alert, the order clear in his voice. Before Red Alert could even open his mouth to answer, there was a sudden cry from the other side of the moat and unexpectedly the sound of jet turbines filled the air as two small jets barreled towards them. "No!" Sideswipe cried out horrified even as it was joined by Sunstreaker's own cry as he sprinted towards the group, dropping the end of the now useless leash while Sunstorm shifted himself and went after the two sparklings. "Seekers!" Inferno hollered alarmed. "Blaster! Get 'Grinder back!" Red Alert ordered even as Inferno tried to push him behind his larger bulk. "No! Don't shoot! They're kids!" Ratchet yelped alarmed. "Those are not baby goats!" Hound hollered back as he tried to help Blaster pull the black mech away from trying to lunge at Prowl. "Sparklings! They're sparklings!" Skyfire shouted as he ran after Sunstreaker who was running right for where Inferno had his gun trained on the two fliers inbound. "Who the slag is that?" Red Alert asked surprised as he saw the large mech running towards them. "That one is not a sparkling!" Bluestreak bellowed where he was trying to run interference with the orange Decepticon against the small green mech. They were covered in dents and liquid but the smaller mech wasn't attacking them directly, they were just getting in the way of his shots and he seemed more frustrated the more they blocked him. "He's with us! They're with us!" Perceptor shouted, running towards them as well. "And why are there two sparklings? That are fliers? Where did they come from?" Red Alert demanded. "Don't you dare shoot at them!" Sunstreaker suddenly bellowed as he leapt into the air and dove towards Inferno. The large fire rig instantly jerked, pulling Red Alert with himself to the side, causing Sunstreaker to sail right past them and land on the slight Decepticon who had been trying to pull Red Alert away from the mayhem. "The slag?" he yelped and went down hard. "Groundhog!" his companions cried out even as Barricade headed towards them. "Slag it Sunstreaker! We do not have time for this!" he growled as he ducked, sidestepped and just went over the insanity. "Sunny!" Sideswipe looked torn from going to his mate's side to keeping an optic on the two slight fliers dive-bombing the whole group and shouting rapidly in Russian. "How did they get free?" "They had to have managed to get the latches off!" Sunstreaker responded. "Or Sunstorm let them go," Barricade offered helpfully as he reached down for the yellow mech still tangled with the 'Con on the ground. "Slag it!" Sideswipe hissed, his gaze whipping back to the two fliers. Barricade yanked Sunstreaker off of the smaller 'Con and glared at Red Alert. "What the slag are they?" he demanded as he pointed towards the large mech still taking swipes at Prowl even though the Autobot had made his way far around both Optimus and Wheeljack and away from the unknown mech. "Well what the slag are they?" Red Alert cried out pointing towards the two jets still circling them. "Those are my sparklings!" Sunstreaker informed him heatedly. Red Alert stared at the yellow Lamborghini shocked. "There's two?" he asked amazed. "Oh Primus, there's two?" Inferno groaned even as Red turned to him excitedly. "There's two!" he repeated gleefully and Inferno groaned again. "Red's not pregnant with two!" the green Decepticon quickly assured him from the ground where he was still flat on his back. "And how would you know?" Sideswipe asked puzzled even as he pulled Sunstreaker away from Barricade and Inferno. The mech snorted as he finally sat up and tried to dust himself off. "I haven't been his physician for the past few weeks for nothing you know!" "You're a medic?" Ratchet cried out gleefully. "Oh Primus, there's two!" Ironhide cried out horrified. "But who's the third flier?" Hound managed to ask before the black mech finally shrugged him and Blaster off and made for Prowl. "Slag it! Gravelgrinder! Get back here!" "Prowl!" Jazz cried out again and made to move in front of his husband. "Slag it Jazz!" Prowl yelped. "Jazz, move!" Optimus quickly dove in front of both he and Prowl. That was when the ground beneath them shook and there was a sudden explosion of dirt and dirt, temporarily blinding them. With a mechanical roar, Scorponok leapt from the ground and snapped right at the group. The fact that he went after both the large mech, that had quickly turned tail and ran away back towards Hound and Blaster, and Optimus, Prowl and Jazz was not unnoticed by the base mechs. Optimus quickly snagged both Jazz and Prowl and hauled them away from the attacking scorpion. "What the slag is that?" Inferno yelped, his gun leaving the larger of the flying seekers towards the newer more imminent threat. "How in the pit did he get past the moat?" Ratchet yelped. "Who cares?" Inferno shouted back. "Stop him!" "Don't hurt him!" Skyfire shouted frantically. "Optimus?" Inferno called out. "It's with us too!" Optimus confirmed even as Scorponok turned and followed the running Gravelgrinder. "Ack!" Blaster yelped and dove out of the way and Hound cursed before he too moved, trying to pull Gravelgrinder with him. "Motorhead, left!" Bluestreak shouted suddenly but the green projectile from the small green mech sailed past him and landed in front of the scorpion mimic, halting him from attacking Gravelgrinder who had followed Blaster, pulling Hound along for the ride. The scorpion whirled about and changed direction and Motorhead leapt towards Bluestreak and shoved him out of the way even as Scorponok plowed into his legs, sending the mech spinning end over end before crashing to the ground hard. "Motor!" Bluestreak yelped horrified, making his way towards the Decepticon. "When did that happen?" Barricade asked Groundhog even as he watched the scorpion and ducked from another angry dive bomb from the jet twins simultaneously. Groundhog just shrugged in reply. The green mech shot at the scorpion but even getting hit by the spraying liquid didn't deter Scorponok as it dove for the mech. There was a flurry of clicks, growls and snarls before Scorponok spun around and lashed out with his broken tail. The next thing anyone knew, projectiles were flying everywhere from the cannon now firmly wrapped in the scorpion's tail, apparently stuck on auto fire. "How in the slag did he manage that?" Ironhide yelped stunned. The smaller mech didn't seem to like the fact that his cannon had been taken away and leapt onto the scorpions back rodeo style, chattering angrily and trying to snag his cannon back away from the mimic. "Dispensor! Get off him!" Red Alert commanded and Inferno turned to him stunned. "Do you really think he's going to listen to you now?" he asked incredulously. "You know how attached to that thing he is!" "Duck!" Rollerforce shouted as Scorponok spun around trying to buck off the now named Dispensor even as the cannon continued firing, randomly connecting with someone or other and coating them in the sticky liquid. "Slag it!" Wheeljack raised his gun again only to lower it a second later, uncertain. "Use the foam! Use the foam! Use the foam!" Bluestreak was shouting at Ironhide even as Inferno turned and fired his own weapon at the pair, foam showering the two. Scorponok didn't seem able to keep a grip on the ground as well with the thick slippery stuff all about and Ironhide firing his own foam-cannon didn't help matters either. Dispensor lunged for his cannon, Scorponok jerked it back and the foam caused him to loose his grip on the object and it went flying into the air- where it was suddenly snagged by a transformed seekerlings balancing on his brother's back like a surfboard and aiming towards the group. "We have next fun!" Jetfire crowed excitedly and fired sporadically at the mechs. Ironhide yelped as he dove out the way even as Jetfire shot at Bluestreak and Motorhead next without even pausing to see if his first hit had connected. "Jetfire! You drop that thing this instant!" Sunstreaker instructed firmly. "But we have no fun yet!" Jetfire replied, aiming this time towards Soundwave and Skyfire, Gravelgrinder having gone to Dispensor's aid even though Scorponok had once again buried into the ground below. However even hopping up and down, Gravelgrinder could not reach the flying jets. "Slag. He's headed back towards the moat!" Ratchet yelped. "Get him!" Wheeljack shouted towards Perceptor. "How?" Preceptor argued. "Jetfire! Jetstorm! Get down here, NOW!" "But we can fly now! Ratchet promise!" "Fly, yes. Cannon, no!" Sunstreaker retorted. "Come on now," Sideswipe called up to him "That's not yours, you have to give it back." "But we caught it square and fair!" "Just what have you been teaching those two?" Ratchet asked suspiciously. "We've just been trying to keep they on the ground before we got here!" Sideswipe countered. "Ack!" Wheeljack jumped away from another round of random shots from the fliers. "Jetstorm! Come! Down!" "No!" Far back outside of the Cybertronion consulate, Bumblebee, the humans and Soundwave's team all watched the insanity going on within the fence line. There was another fire and a yelp as mechs dodged from the random firing of Mountain Dew bottles. There was more yelling and shouting between the two sides and Scorponok appeared again and dove towards Bluestreak and Motorhead again Optimus shouted at Sunstorm to get his minion under control. "Anyone else really, really glad that we're on this side of the moat?" Ravage finally asked dazedly as they watched the pandemonium that was happening before them. A chorus of "me" answered him and he nodded in agreement. "That's what I thought." ~To Be ContinuedAuthor's Note: :P Well I hope you liked it. A wonderful THANK YOU To Fianna9 For agreeing to edit this monstrosity! The first 10 chapters have been re-done. :)
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