Next Wave Chapter 2 The advent of Neo-Convoy By: Fragragaham Lincon "Nightscream....." Feral's voice sounded through the massive structure. It echoed off the high ceiling and coaxed a hum from the steel of the rafters supporting the strucure. To the call responded a robot with a large powerful frame whom sported long hair and a goatee which was often worg as a sign of strength and maturity (considering that despite the advent of hair since technorganics transformers do not, nor have they ever had the abillity to grow facial hair). "Chee...Feral. Thought you'd never get here." said Nightscream adressing the big technorganic Cheetah. Feral didn't bother to transform. Nightscream never seemed to mind. Feral had always liked his beast mode. Nightscream walked over to a monitor and turned it on. It displayed pictures of various regions of stars which had been taken by the telescope of the very observatory which they were in. "So? A bunch or stars righ? Where's this giant object you were talking about?" Feral asked. Nightscream pressed a few more buttons below the monitor. "This is it. The picture is pretty blurry but I can tell you this. It's disc shaped which isn't natural for asteroids. In fact it's a perfect disk." "So you're saying it's not natural? someone made this?" "Yes but that's not all. It's also made of metal. and not just any metal. This stuff is different from any kind of metal I've ever seen. You see the object hit an asteroid while you were on the way here. The asteroid is in pieces now and that think isn't even screatched." "WHAT!!" Cheetor quickly transforms and walks up to the terminal and presses a few more buttons displaying a video replay of the event Nightscream had jsut described. "It must be one solid piece to take a hit like that!" "That's the other thing....It's hollow. Well partially. it contains empty space. and it's not all one solid piece like we thought before. This object has moving parts. It's.... ...a machine." Feral looks down and grits his teeth. "And tell me. Why hasn't someone sent a ship to investigate this." "We did. Twenty. We lost contact with them all." "SLAG!" Feral exclaimed punching through the monitor screen. "Calm down Feral. We can't get anything done like this." "Nightscream..." Feral streightens his stance "I want you to go to the Predacon Colonies. They're closer to this thing than we are. Chances are they'll know sooner than we do. And more importantly I want you to contact someone. Find Galvastorm and tell him this..." Feral is cut off by Nightscream "WHAT THE PRECADON REBEL LEADER!!! YOU HAVE TO BE CRAZY FERAL!!" "No, He and I go way back. Just tell him you know Optimus Feral. He'll listen to you then. Tell him to hold off on any plans he has to attack Cybertron. Tell him about this object and have him warn the other Predacons. They like cybertron are going to be directly in its path." "But how do you know you can trust..." "I SAID GO!!" Yelled Feral with a growl. Nightscream transformed into his bat mode and flew away toward the nearest spaceport. Elsewhere. An indy car and armored construction crane marked with vehicon insignias drive into the city streets. They both transform into Robots. Their smaller drones act in accordance. The two Vehicon generals signal to the sky and the drones begin firing. Above Purplebolt is trying her best to evade. "SLOW DOWN BOLT I'M GETTING NAUCIOUS!" Flytrap screams. "LOOK WOULD YOU RATHER BE SHOT?" "DISREGARD!" as soon as Flytrap finnishes speaking Purplebolt is winged and falls from the air. "I SAID DISREGARD" Screams Flytrap as he loses his grip and plumets alongside Purplebolt. Purplebolt transforms and stands up. Flytrap however has been knocked unconcious by the fall. The Indy General looks at her robot mode "My my how cute. Too bad you're made of that disgusting organic material" "TECHNOrganic Mr. I need a CR chamber to heal" Purplebolt replies. "More than a reasonable sacrifice for the harmony of technology." the indy general responds. "ENOUGH TALK!! TALK IS FOR THE WEAK! NOW WE FIGHT!!" Yells the Crane general at both of them. "Well at least we should introduce ourselves. It's only proper. I am called Mirage." Says Mirage taking a fanciful bow. He stands up to see Purplebolt Hightailing it with flytrap in tow. "Too much talking spoils the battle." Says the Crane general. "Ah my dear Scavenger. What a warrior philosopher you are. MIRAGE TIREBURN!" Mirage transforms into an indy car and takes off in persuit of the fleeing maximals. "SCAVENGER DEVESTATE!"" Scavenger transforms into a construction crane rig and also persues at a much slower speed. Purplebolt continues to attempt her escape. Flytrap is now again concious and running for his life. "What did I do wrong?" Purplebolt pants while in a frantic run. "They're Vehicons. You were born!" Flytrap replies. They continue down a back alley only to find a dead end. "How cliched is this" Flytrap complains. Mirage and Scavenger Close in. "Clever of you to evade us." Says Mirage. "I won't make my brother's mistake" Says Scavenger pointing his guns into position. A quick flash darts across thier line of sight. Scavenger's gun berals fall off. Mirage too finds his weapons disarmed. They look over to their side. Sanding before them is the intimidaiting vissage of Optimus Feral. He does not speak. He simply reaches behind his back and gathers a few throwing blades which he tosses into the nearby drones. Mirage already knew he didnt' have time to talk. He took a page from Scavenger's book and went right into action. "VEHICONS TRANSFORM!!!!!" They two generals yell in unison. "MIRAGE TRANSFORM!" "SCAVENGER TRANFORM!" The two vehicons unite into a single robotic monstrosity which stands as tall as Feral. "OVERKILL!" "DO THESE GUYS JUST KEEP GETTING NASTIER" Purplebolt exclaims Feral turns his head to notice her. At this time Overkill rushes in and pins him to a wall. Feral quickly plants a knee into overkill's chestplate loosening his grip which allows Feral to escape. Feral then flips over Overkill's head and kicks him in the back...with razor sharp toe claws. Overkill is empaled and stuck to the wall by Feral's own leg. Feral removes his leg allowing Overkill to collapse on the ground. Overkill however is up on his feet quickly. "Honestly do you think that will work against us?" Feral steps back. "Not really. But I've done all I need to do." Overkill notices the two young Maximals are nowhere to be seen. "Don't underestimate the little guy. He's more than meets the eye." Overkill takes a battle stance. "Then shall I finnish with you?" Feral takes a stance in turn. "Yes let's." Overkill again Rushes Feral whom rushes in turn. They lock hands when they meet and attempts to overpower one another. In a darkened room the sounds of the battle can be heard. Three sets of glowing eyes can be seen. "We shouldn't interfear we don't have any place here." "We are only trying to stop history from changing any further. HE has already interfeared. we must simply try to counteract him." "Then we act?" "We have to. He may very well be the ONE." Feral is now nearly toppled by Overkill. Overkill Final nudges Feral off balance then lifts him throwing him into another wall. Overkill Leaps with his claws drawn and prepares to strike down on Feral. But before his blow lands the wall collapses everywhere but around Feral and burries Overkill. Behind it stands a giant black robot. Long cables extend from the back of its head almost like hair. Feral then sees another Robot of equal size tear up from the street and pull Overkill out of the rubble with on hand. He simply tosses overkill some distance out of sight. Finally Feral now compleatly in disbelief sees the drones that Scavenger and Mirage had brought with them being plowed through by.....A MACK TRUCK! when it has dispensed with the drones a voice eminates from it. "NEO CONVOY TRANSFORM!" after which it transforms into yet another massive robot. Feral stands up and walks over to the now silent robot. He pokes it a few times. It's stiff metal. He then slaps himself in the head a few times. "No you aren't dreaming kitty" Says the "longhaired" black robot. "You see I told you he wouldn't believe it." says the second robot. Feral is almost twitching. "Longline, Lastride, stand down. Don't confuse him any more. This is going to be hard enough to explain." Says the robot calling itsself Neo Convoy. "excuse me but.....who and what are you?" Asks Feral. Neo Convoy kneels down to face Feral in the eyes. "We.....are autobots. And you sent us here." ----------------------------------------------------------------