Chapter 4

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"Experts say the tremor downtown Crown city just experienced was from a low level sonic boom just across the river. Scientists suspect a meteor might have finished burning up while passing through Earth's atmosphere." Denny Clay shut the news off. "Meteor? Exploration time." "You mean "wander through the woods looking for a sliver of rock that probably isn't there" time?" Russell muttered. Suddenly a bell dinged. "We'll have to go treasure hunting later. That's my 9:00 a.m. He wants to sell me a full set of life-size aluminum Billy the Breakfast Beaver figures. Wanna help your old man close the deal?" "Uh, why don't I go see if I can find that meteor?" Russell suggested. "Divide and conquer. Great plan." As soon as his dad left, Russell heaved a huge sigh of relief. Meanwhile miles away the alleged meteor was actually a crashed Cybertronian ship. And the one small orange robot was trying to send a mayday call. "Okay, stay calm, speak clearly. Mayday. Mayday, Cybertron Control. If you can hear me, this is maximum security prison ship Alchemor. We have crashed on an unknown planet. Many of our prison pods were ejected, but the one I can see appears to intact, so I'm hopeful that none of the prisoners has- -" suddenly a pod lid fell off. "Uh control? Updating that last report..."

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