Chapter 8 - Protect

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Roughly three and a half months had now passed after Hydra and his men successfully escaped the Decepticon prison. Now they are currently located on an outpost on Autobot city were they among the other Autobots are constructing a galactic transport under Optimus Primes orders. An Ark that would take them through the stars in hopes of finding a new home once all the rescources on Cybertron had been completely drained. The construction has been going well without any Decepticons attacking lately. But there will be no calm before the storm arrives....

Crossfire and Helios were working with the construction on one of the engine turbines. A heavy but important job for these two. They were accompanied by the Aerialbot Alpha Bravo to aid them in the construction.

Grapple: How's the construction going for you lads, he asked them, everything going well to construct this engine turbine?

Crossfire: Everything is a-okay here sir. Nothing to worry about, he said to him. He used the liquid of his fire grenades to make the bars stay together before welding them with his welding equipment, as you can see the construction is going well.

Grapple: Good to hear! I'll go inspect how Joyride, Landmine and Double Clutch is doing with the construction of the other engine turbine now!

Helios: Thanks for giving us a hand, Alpha Bravo. Would be painful to go all the way down there just to get some iron.

Alpha Bravo: Ey, no problem. As soon as we get off Cybertron the better, right? I mean, I surely don't wanna stick around once every rescource here on Cybertron runs dry.

Crossfire: Yeah but that'll be a big problem for a good place here.

Helios and Alpha Bravo: Like what? they both looked at him.

Crossfire: Maccadam's Old Oil House would hit the rock bottom and would probably have to shut down. No energon, no drinks to serve, no customers, he said and poured another layer of the liquid from his flame grenade on the bars.

Alpha Bravo: Bummer....always enjoyed that place while being off duty. Hanging around with the fembots there while just taking a sip from that famous energon cocktail of his.

Helios: Yeah, I can feel bad for ol' Maccadam. But he's been talking about retirement so he's not wrong about doing that. He grabbed the welding equipment end began to weld the other bar onto the liquid covered bar.

Nimbus was in charge of the programming of the defense system aboard the Ark.

Nimbus: Okay....let us see how this goes then...the red wire should be connected to the...blue wire!

Landmine: Want me to start it now? he asked him.

Nimbus: Yeah, sure, start it up, Landmine started up the defense system to see if it was working. It was working for around five seconds then it stopped, what happened?

Landmine: I-I don't know! It was going well for like five seconds or so then it it stopped working!

Nimbus: I must've connected the wires wrong then. Let's try the red wire to the purple wire instead. He unplugged the red wire from the blue wire and plugged it into the purple wire. Anything yet?

Landmine: Negative!

Nimbus: Give it a lil' kick, then it should work.

Landmine: Alright. He gave it a small, soft kick to see if it would work and the defense systems went online and was working with no problems. It's working! Nimbus snickered in joy after hearing that the defense systems were working.

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