Galvatron hadn't been in power for more than twenty four hours and he was causing chaos around the globe. The entire population of central London had been wiped out, including the royal family, Galvatron was the only Royalty.
He had made sure that no part of NEST tried to stop him by removing each factory, base and strategy hideouts. But despite his victories, he was still weak without the matrix and the spark of Adam Witwicky, for example he didn't know it yet, but the central NEST base had already deployed an elite team to rebuild NEST once Galvatron destroyed it. They had been sent with Optimus Primes trailer. The team leader, Captain Willis was left to find the Autobots and stop the Decepticons at all costs.
Even so, by the end of the week the entire NEST base of action would become Decepticon factories, where they would use car and vehicle pieces to create Decepticons with the little power they had to create Sparks, unwilling for the main decepticons, but perfect for the drones. It seemed that the Decepticons had given up on Energon, and had begun looking for a new source of life and power, the matrix of leadership and the boy, Adam Witwicky.
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“Captain, where are we going?” Asked a tall, scrawny man sat next to Captain Willis in his Peterbilt 379. The truck is pulling the Primes trailer, which is covered black, so not to draw attention as it is normally quite visible. The truck is black. The rest of Willis' team are in 2020 Chevrolet Trax concepts, which are black. There are four, full of soldiers. “I don't know.” The Captain said, trying to keep an eye out for Decepticons. “But sir?”
“Not now.” The Captain demanded. He was looking around, making sure the area was free of Decepticons. Even though it was night, the headlights were off and street lamps weren't working, Willis had a good sight at night. He still couldn't be one hundred percent sure there weren't Decepticons out there.
The fact was if there were any Decepticons out there, they'd be lost. The only other one would be newly created Decepticons. All other Decepticons were patrolling other cities or one a new trail, one that would lead them to the Autobots.
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Optimus Prime wandered the forest in which they were hiding that night. The boy, Adam, had still not returned with some of the Autobots, and the other humans. He was beginning to worry. The other Autobots were keeping in vehicle form as to not attract attention, but Bulkhead, being large as a robot and vehicle, decided to sit in a large clearing. Optimus sat on a large rock, and put his head in his hands. Thunderblast walked out into the clearing, and sat next to Optimus. She looked up at him and smiled. “Don’t worry Optimus, they’ll be back.”
“I hope so Thunderblast. If Galvatron gets his hands on Adam, or this matrix…” He opens his chest and removes the matrix. It glowed softly in the night, shining on their faces, before Optimus grabs it and puts it back, “… Then this world, and perhaps the Universe, will collapse around us.” He rises and walks towards the trees. Vector Prime walks out of the clearing, and pats Optimus on the arm. “They are on their way here. The boy is still alive.” The wise old Prime said, smiling slightly. “Where are the other Autobots?” Thunderblast asked, innocently. “They are out patrolling, why?” Vector answered, slightly confused by the question. Thunderblast shook off the question and got up.
She waited until both Primes had their backs to her and pounced. She drew a blade and thrust it in the direction of Optimus’ neck. Vector threw her back. “What is the meaning of this?!” Vector roared. “I always fight for the winning side.” Thunderblast retaliated, lunging again. Optimus grabbed her by the throat and lifted her up. “What is to stop me ripping your head off?”
“How about them?” Thunderblast managed to splutter. Optimus and Vector look up and see, falling from the sky, Ransack and Ramjet, along with an elite team of Decepticons, powered by a more powerful spark than the drones.
