Decepticon Island (TF Aligned continuity AU)

TRANSFER AND TRIAL

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Trigger Warning: Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con [scattered throughout]

Octane guided the Daytrader to a planet he previously visited, basing his choice on what Moonracer and the others described. Upon arrival, the bots familiar with Earth are surprised by how much this planet resembles the former.

"Looks nice," Knockout commented. "Doesn't seem to be a dominant species..."

"Or any species for that matter," Starscream added.

"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't hopeful," Bumblebee admitted. "What do you think, Steeljaw?"

"Personally, it appears well and good to me," Steeljaw said. "Unfortunately, it's not only my opinion that will matter."

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The main crew is in one of the storage bays, far away from sensitive equipment and cleared of workers. The room contains a bridge, where their precious cargo has been timely sent through.

"You sure about this, Bee?" Jazz asked, waiting for Bumblebee to finish signing forms.

"I knew what I was getting into the moment Knockout started talking about it, and trust me, after all we went through..." Bumblebee gestured to his team-mates. "I am not backing out now."

Jazz smiled.

"All right, Bee. I trust you. I just hope this doesn't come back to bite you in the aft."

Only Steeljaw heard that last part, but he didn't comment on it, because he completely agreed with Jazz. He is worried that this will be for naught, and even if by some miracle it all works out, word is bound to get out and bring trouble. Something Steeljaw, for once, wishes to avoid.

Hiss...

The stasis pods open, releasing the familiar mechs that were locked inside: a cobalt blue Cervicon, a purple Chompazoid, a sharp-edged mech accompanied by his color-matching minicons, and a colorful Insecticon partly resembling a horned beetle.

Coming to their senses, they looked around, confused...

Until their optics landed on Steeljaw.

"YOU?!"

A cacophony of complaints and grievances were vocalized, one much louder than the rest.

"OF COURSE IT'S YOU! SINCE WHEN IS IT FRAGGING NOT YOU?"

"Thunderhoof..."

"DON'T THUNDERHOOF ME, STEELJAW! I HAVE HAD IT UP TO HERE DEALING WITH YOU AND YOUR SCRAP!"

"Thunderhoof..."

"WHATEVER IT IS YOUS ARE PLANNING, I AIN'T INTERESTED!

. . .

Well, what excuse do yous have this time? I can't wait to hear it!"

Steeljaw didn't answer. He remained silent, a rather bored look upon his faceplate. Arms crossed and tail tip twitching as he waited. The lack of a response irritated Thunderhoof.

"Why ain't you answering me?"

"Depends. Are you done yelling?" Steeljaw retorted calmly, completely unfazed.