Transformers Prime: Tarn & Spectra

The other ones

Arcee dashed towards Spectra and made a flying kick, but Spectra ducked, avoiding it and managed to make Arcee stumble.

"You're pretty good," Arcee stopped her fall and got up.

"I'm more than that," Spectra replied. 

Before the fight could continue any longer, space bridge appeared, and Megatron emerged from it, followed by Starscream, Soundwave and many Vehicons. The Autobot team slowly got up from their impromptu nap and faced the newcomers.

"Oh great," Bulkhead groaned as he sees the Decepticons getting closer, "All that was missing was them."

"Well, well, well," Megatron's chippery voice was laced with something much darker, more teeth than smile, as the GroundBridge closes behind him, "Who do we have here?"

"Megatron," Ultra Magnus spat out the name like a curse.

"This mine is already occupied," Wheeljack declared to Megatron. The latter didn't seem phased by the assurance with which his proprietary rights have just been denied and even lets a lazy smirk appear on his faceplate.

"Well, I'm sorry, but there's going to be a change of owners," Megatron looked at Spectra, "And who's she?"

"None of your business!" Spectra and Smokescreen snarled at the same time.

"That offended me" Megatron informed them, "Starscream."

"Yes, Lord Megatron?"

"Clean this mess out of my way."

"At your service. Decepticons, kill them!"

But as soon as the Vehicons were charging the blasters a second space bridge appeared behind the Autobots, bigger than the precedent and purple.

"What the-" Bulkhead muttered.

"What's that?" one of the Vehicons squinted at a shadow that was walking toward the Autobots out of the purple space bridge. The shadow looked like-

"Tarn?" Megatron blinked several times, not believing what he saw.

The Tarn-like cybertronian emerged from the GroundBridge. He was identical to Tarn, but he lacked pupils in both eyes and he was holding a red, flag-like banner with a black Decepticon insignia printed on it.

"Who the hell is he?!" Smokescreen yelled at anyone who could answer him.

The Tarn-like cybertronian looked at the Decepticons, and then at the Autobots, encompassing all the present around the mine, to ultimately turn to the purple GroundBridge. When he talked, his voice is quiet, unbothered.

"It's okay, we can go"

'We'? Who is 'we'?" Starscream asked out of confusion.

Several rows of Tarn-like cybertronians came out of the purplish space bridge. The one with the banner planted it and spoke.

"This mine and all its resources now belong to Supreme Lord Megatron!"

"What!?" Everyone except the Tarn-like cybertronians screamed.

"You created them?!" Wheeljack shouted to Megatron.

"I didn't create them!" Was Megatron's reply, at very much the same volume "I don't even know them!"

"That's because you're not Supreme Lord Megatron," the Tarn-like cybertronian in the lead stated curtly.

"You dare!" At this point, Megatron was positively fuming.

"Decepticons, kill them!".

The order came from Starscream. The Vehicons split into two rows, the first one on their knees and behind, the second row standing, both lines ready to shoot.

"Fire!" Starscream shouted.

The Autobots and Spectra started to get out of the firing range. The Vehicons shot at the other ones multiple times, but only managing to shoot down 6 of the 19 Tarn-like others.

"What the-?" one of the Vehicons said after seeing the results of the shooting.

The other ones charged their blasters and aimed for the Decepticons.

"Retreat!" Megatron ordered straight away.

The Decepticons's space bridge emerged behind the Decepticons at the same time the Other Ones opened fire. Spectra used her intangible device to phase through the wall of the mine she was leaning on, to finally stop in another of the mine's tunnels, parallel to the one she just left. Her breath was quick for a moment, but she managed to calm herself and sit down, looking disappointed. She lamented to herself:

"If only you were here, Tarn"