Chapter 1: On Earth

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A hard force awoke Smokescreen and Tinker up with a jolt. Their escape pod had crash landed somewhere. Smokescreen blasted the pod open and crawled out with Tinker in hand. Although there was a headache pounding in their helms. He set him down and made him his normal size. They scanned the land. It had these brown poles with arms and these green ... things on them. The ground was brown and green. It opened to its underneath easily as Tinker grabbed some to examine it. "Where are we?"

"Don't ... know." Tinker winced in pain when he tried to get up. Smokescreen noticed this and set his friend against the pod.

Maybe his spark was damaged? Smokescreen thought. He pressed his hand Tinker's spark chamber. His spark was fine, but what caused him pain? Using his powers to find the source, he found something in Tinker's gears! It looked like one of the keys that Arrow Strike and Alpha Trion were sending to this organic plant called ... Earth? Realization of where they were hit Smokescreen faster than that shock, he experienced when he was twelve. "We're on Earth!" he exclaimed loudly.

"How do you know?" Tinker asked between pains.

"Well one," he paused trying to find the right words.

"What?" Tinker asked.

Smokescreen saw there was no easy way of saying it. He sighed, "The Omega Lock key is in you."

"WHAT?!" Tinker yelled loud enough to send birds flying. After a few moments of fast talk, Tinker calmed down. "Can you remove it?"

"Maaaybeee?" Smokescreen wasn't exactly a medic, and he didn't want to make a mistake. "Can we wait for an actual medic?" he asked. "And not someone who has the powers to cyberized entire worlds?"

Tinker lightly laughed. "Yeah, but things will have to wait to do THAT!" he told him. "And we'll have to find some cover up for it."

"True." Smokescreen glanced around. "We should get going. Who knows if there's Autobots or Decepticons on this planet."

"Yeah." Tinker tried to get up and pain entered. Smokescreen placed his hand on him and ended the pain. Placing his friend's arm over his shoulders, they walked away from their escape pod. It was only about half an hour when they heard fighting back at their crash sight. 

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