Primus' Hellscape Horrorland

Kronos

A trio of robbers steal from a vault in New York's Transformer-run bank. One of the items they take is a relic donated to the city and awaiting unveiling. After the heist, Jordie soon discovers something is not right as his vacation becomes a roller coaster with each passing day.

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 "So, what are we looking for, Jordie?"

"You'll see. Now shut up and start drilling, Larry!" Larry did what he was told with a grunt of disapproval as Jordie gestured to the third person in the room. "I need you to grab anything in your path, Valiant, as soon as we open it. You have the subspace."

The orange mech nodded, "Copy that. You break it and I'll take it."

"That's what I like to hear."

As Larry drilled into the lock and played around with the next step of opening the safe, Jordie smiled to himself as his Velocitronian companion crouched down beside him. They had waited all day to do this. With the bank having just received donations and the city needing to store valuables meant to be unveiled at the new mayor's inauguration, it was the perfect time to take whatever lay in the vaults. It paid that he had a few friends in the right places to get security off their backs for the night as well as Valiant having the means to scramble the automatic alarm.

Larry gave an okay gesture and twisted the handle to the vault. The large door opened to reveal cash, gold, and several items of interest. They made way for Valiant to do what he did best. Shoving the cash and gold into his subspace first, the mech snickered while the two humans moved around him to grab the remaining artifacts. A necklace made with unrecognizable jewels, most likely worth a fortune, and a trophy of honor that was meant to be presented to the mayor as tribute to his success. However, Jordie glanced over all of them when he spotted an unusual item.

"Hey, boys, get a load of this."

Valiant slowed his movements but didn't stop while Larry raised a brow as Jordie grabbed a peculiar staff. It's gleaming black metal with a levitating large blue crystal and several smaller ones rotating slowly around it was a sight to see. It was taller than him at 7 feet and its grip had various symbols upon it. The Kanjian language was a mysterious tongue even among the other cybernetic worlds. It was nonetheless fascinating to see such an item in the vault and Jodie could only smile to himself how whatever it was meant to be or do, it was now his.

He stroked its neck admiring the engravings firsthand until it flickered. He paused as the crystal turned a hellish orange briefly before returning to blue. He looked between it and his crew who also froze. When nothing happened, he simply shrugged.

"Guess it just wanted to read who I was," he laughed.

Larry frowned and slowly shook his head, "I wouldn't think that's a good thing. What if it's a security precaution?"

"What, like read our minds, our intentions? Sounds stupid coming from you-"

Valiant then hissed at them. "Hey, any minute now that alarm can go. I can't hold it off forever! If you want the damn thing, take it or leave it!"

Jordie merely chuckled at his companion's persistence and threw him the staff which he put in his subspace like all the other items. Once they had as much as they could load, Valiant made sure the coast was clear before jumping out the window and transforming into a muscle car, making a donut maneuver to park and wait for his human colleagues. Jordie and Larry quickly entered when his doors swung open, and Valiant hit the gas as soon as they were settled.

They sped through the town, taking as many backroads as possible to minimize getting caught, especially after hearing the alarms finally blaring at a distance. Police patrols responded and they made themselves disappear. Once they got to the outskirts of the city, Valiant pulled into the warehouse they called their base and let the humans out before emptying himself of their loot. The last he threw out was the staff, but Jordie caught it before it hit the ground and stumbled afterwards careful not to fall.