Cybertron's Outcasts; The Crash Landing

Chapter Fifteen- Discovered

Raptore waited for the clown to leave before trying to contact Raistlin again. He held his hand up to his audial array and commed the old knight.

"Raistlin, you there?" He hissed into the comm.

"Indeed," The mech replied, "What have you?"

"Why didn't you tell me there was a clown in here?!" Raptore seethed.

"A what?"

"A clown! A bot with a creepy face and bright armor!"

"Ah, you have acquainted yourself with Pera Jinx I see."

"That thing is a decepticon?"

"Yes, she is a decepticon, and a crafty one at that!"

"If you hadn't just told me that was a femme, I would have never known."

Raptore peeked out of the doorway to make sure that this Pera Jinx was actually gone, stepping out of the doorway when he was sure.

"What do we do now?" Raptore asked Raistlin.

"We are to take down the decepticons." The knight replied blandly, "I've sent Ferris to retrieve the ship, which probably wasn't the best idea, we need to take out the decepticons before she returns."

"You make it sound so simple..."

"That's because it will be. Once we get the two of them cornered,"  Raistlin said, "Yes, as I said they are crafty, but cornering them is simple; but fighting them won't be. I'll meet you in the far West corridor, don't engage them until I get to you."

Raptore thought over what Raistlin said. Yes, he would meet the old knight in the corridor, yes he would try to avoid the two esteemed decepticons, but if he ran into them, he would hold his own.

He took a deep breath and turned away from the door that he had been hiding in front of and turned down the other hallway. The dome like-base was bland, very gray and shiny. Raptore hated it, he wasn't used to that kind of environment.

It reminded him of a hospital, and he was sure that there was nothing more that he hated than hospitals. Raptore sighed as he walked down the hall, his heels clanking against the shiny silver floor.

He only stopped his trek when he heard a voice. It was coming from one of the doors to the right of him, labelled in Kaonian lettering. He didn't know too much of their dialect, but he could faintly make it out.

It said security. The door had been stuck open, it looked like the keypad had been stabbed at some point. Whoever was in the room was a mech, yelling loudly into his comm, or what he assumed was his comm, he couldn't tell.

"Can you please tell me what you meant by intruder? You never told me how you came to that conclusion!" The voice yelled.

Woah, these decepticons really catch on quickly, Raptore thought as he stopped just beside the door frame, just out of sight.

"The door had been opened," The same scratchy voice from earlier, this Pera Jinx lady was either in the room, or across the building, there was no way to tell.

"That does not mean there is an intruder," The first voice said, "That door malfunctions so often it's impossible to tell who's in and who's out."

Raptore peeked around the corner. He almost sighed in relief when he saw that there was only one bot in the room, but at the same time he was concerned.

The bot, who he assumed was the other decepticon, Scorpio, was much taller than him. The mech was a seeker, his paint being black, purple and maroon. He had sharp looking wings sticking out of his back and his audial fins peaked over his head.