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The space bridge erupted to life in the sweeping entrance hall of Autobot Detainment Facility 214, drawing the attention of a few nearby Eradicons that were milling about on the prison ship. The sudden awakening of the bridge cast vibrant, dappled light across the dark chassis of Blackout, who stood on a slightly raised platform across from the bridge, awaiting the newest addition to his airborne prison. He didn't have to wait long before Rumble and Frenzy staggered through the bridge, each holding one of Cliffjumper's legs in their arms and dragging his unconscious body, face-down, behind them; leaving a smeared trail of energon in their wa

Cliffjumper stalked cautiously through the deserted energon depot, one arm already transformed into one of his ion cannons, ready to blow any threat that may spring up from the shadows to bits. But no such threat appeared as the red Autobot scanned the abandoned fuel pumps for any trace of energon that may have been left or had gradually leaked up from the underground piping system over time. Nothing. Cliffjumper scowled in bitter disappointment. It seemed like the Decepticons were always three steps ahead of them when it came to energon resources, sucking up every available drop they could get their oily claws on. Cliffjumper lifted his ha

Knockout stepped out on to the frozen landscape from the confines of the ship. He dragged his heel across the frozen ground that was dusted in a light, powdery snow; something he'd never encountered before. He turned his hull toward the lilac sky that was casting a lavender tint upon the compacted ice crystals that he was now standing on; taking in as much as his processor could handle. From the fluffy, cotton-like clouds that laced the sky to the towering pine trees that loomed in the distance. So, this was Earth? From the ship's lowered door ramp, Knockout's less adventurous traveling companion poked his head out timidly, "Any sign of 'em

Starscream fell back against a rock face and slid down the jagged surface into a sitting position. He winced and ground his dental plates together at the searing pain that swelled in his pinned wings. They were starting to cramp very badly from being restrained for so long by the Autobots' wing clamp that they had so graciously bestowed upon the captured seeker. Starscream had been wandering aimlessly through the Nevadan canyon for the past two hours, mainly trying to get away from the Autobots. His escape plan, of course, was being complicated by the fact that he couldn't fly away. Now that he was certain the Autobots were not coming after

The Decepticon spy coiled six of his massive tentacles around the Autobot Scout, pulling him to within a few feet of his featureless face. The Autobot squirmed and writhed in the Decepticon's grip but couldn't seem to move his arms, having them been pinned to his sides by the purple and black mech. Bumblebee's thoughts wandered to a television show he had once watched with Raf back at base; a documentary with a particularly disturbing scene of an anaconda killing a rabbit by squeezing it in the way that Soundwave was now constricting him. His spark gave a slight jolt as the image of himself being crushed under the massive feelers slithered i