Friendly Patience (A TFP Fanfiction) - Megatron x OC

CHAPTER 12 - He Takes His Final Stand

The Bullets finally reached them, the lack of gravity meaning they were simply propelled by the firepower each vehicon had. They came at a pretty quick speed, with no gravity to weigh them down and only their thrusters and pure will to push them down upon the awaiting Autobots. When they were close enough, they transformed and attempted to land around them one by one. The first few were met with a sudden end, a shot meeting their chest as Optimus Primes' aim seemed holy and the other Bots covered his back. One at a time, they managed to amass upon them and begin to land around them, all while Megatron watched his old enemy with a bored and analysing optic.

The Prime grabbed the helm of a Vehicon, slamming it against the metal at his feet before he threw the stuttering body at an oncoming jet, causing them both to float away unconscious into the void around them. Bulkhead, who was just beside Optimus, took his great and mighty wrecking ball and brought it down on the body of a Vehicon, who he had just shot and almost killed. Arcee used her small size to weave in and out of Vehicons, her agility unmatched as her acrobatic structure allowed her to overcome the Decepticons, kicking and shooting them before they could blink. Two blades came out of her forearms, curved and sharp, and she used them to practically dismantle one before she moved onto the next. Bumblebee, who stood close by, used his energetic youth to hop in and out of different bots, who fell one at a time to his short blade and precise aim. One landed upon his back, swinging himself back and forth to throw him out of balance and perhaps off of the Space Bridge altogether, but he swiftly swung his leg back and practically took his helm off with it. Tua, who was furthest from the Nemesis, used her own aim to gun down any Vehicons who got a little too close for comfort, before she too was attacked from behind. Using her quick wit, she saw the mech in question had the smallest limp in his right stabiliser. Exactly what she needed to remove the leg practically entirely and send a shot through the awaiting mechs helm.

But Megatron didn't care for them. He tuned them out entirely. For his oldest and most dearest enemy was all the crazed mech cared for.

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The dusty and small hallways were obviously unkempt. Not to the point at which the four humans thought the place was abandoned, but at least to the point where they assumed there was no cleaning staff. Which was good. That meant that any Decepticons on sight had less target practice. Miko peeked out of the small room they had taken up, the door creaking in protest to her even touching it, as she grinned to herself before drawing back into the room, where the three others awaited.

"Security sure is 'laxed in this place." Miko said and sauntered over, as Rose gave a stifled laugh.

"You think they pay security as much as the cleaners?"

But Raf interrupted as the small desktop computer beeped in response to his furious tapping. "I'm In!" He said, like a true hacker from a movie, before his eyes narrowed at the information he was sent. "And so are the Decepticons." He growled, making Rose bite her lip nervously and lean out the door in search for them down the hall.

"W-what!"

"How can you tell?" Miko and Jack asked, who leaned around him to watch the screen.

"Schematics! With the same Alien maths we saw on their ship. But this time, I can download them!" He announced, raising a small USB with a cheap sticker on it, alongside his initials in permanent marker.

"Then let's get started." Rose urged as she closed the door, joining the group as she suddenly wished that Echo was with her. Or Something that reminded her of her dear companion.

The USB entered the old pc, making the fans kick on and propel dust from the computer. "It's gotta be the Space Bridge!" Miko said, realising that the system was so slow because the system was being used to power such a great alien artefact. "The Decepticons are syncing it to the dishes. But I can sync to them." The boy, who was almost crying the day before, sounded so very confident in himself as the cyber combat began.