The Past Always Comes Back to Bite (RID2015 Fanfiction)

12. Battle For Crown City

Smoke plumed from the city by the time the bots reached the perimeter. "Scrap, we're too late...!" Strongarm hissed.

"There's no such thing as too late!" Sunstreaker replied, "What're your orders, Sir?"

"Sunstreaker, Swoop, go to the places already hit; make sure there aren't any humans trapped." Optimus commanded, "The rest of us will intercept the Decepticons."

"Yes sir!" Swoop replied, and then the yellow Lamborghini and pterosaur took off towards the smoke, while the rest headed in the directions of the immediate explosions.

There were four bots responsible, six if you counted Fracture's minicons, and there were eight of them not including Sunstreaker and Swoop on rescue operations. They outnumbered the Decepticons, but they already knew that numbers didn't always matter. They needed to keep on their guard...

"Hit them where it hurts, Team!" Bumblebee ordered. "But try to minimize damage and don't let humans get harmed!"

Drift caught sight of his rival almost immediately, and he transformed into bot mode, kicking Fracture aside. The decepticon went flying a few meters down the street, scraping up the asphalt. "Fracture...!"

Fracture chuckled as he got up from the ground, "Drift...I was hoping they wouldn't have you on the sidelines."

Both deployers released their minicons, and then rushed into battle.

Grimlock punched one of the other bounty hunters back, teeth bared. "That's for Sideswipe! That's for Swoop and Transmutate! And THAT!-"
He swung his tail, throwing the bounty hunter across the parking lot they'd gotten into. "...Was because I like punchin'...!"

The hunter wiped energon from his lips, "...Just like all the Primitives...Simple-minded, unintelligent beasts."

Grimlock growled, and then let out a roar as he rushed his opponent.

Strongarm and Bumblebee found themselves facing the same bounty hunter that had taken out Sideswipe's sight. Strongarm fired her laser rifle, teeth clenched. "You won't get that chance again!" She snarled.

"Don't let your anger cloud your judgement, Strongarm." Bumblebee reminded, and then yanked the Cadet to cover as a missile was fired in their direction. "Okay, is it just me, or that guy's armor really dense?"

"It's not just you. We need to find a weak point."

Bumblebee nodded, peering over the wall they were hiding behind. "The question is how without being obliterated in the process..."

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While the shaking and loud explosions had faded into the distance, none of the market's occupants moved from their hiding place. Not that they really could, a loud crash and the light under the door vanishing alerted that a wall had broken and blocked the door, preventing them from escaping.

Fresh oxygen was still coming through a grate in the ceiling, but nobody wanted to try to climb out that way.

The good thing was that the barrage was over, and the panic of those inside had subsided a little; the bad thing was that they were still trapped, with no idea how long it would be until help got to them, and the fighting was still audible in the distance...It wasn't over.

Russell leaned his head against Denny's shoulder, trying to think of something other than being trapped in a concrete cell with dozens of other people.

But then he heard a sound that caught his attention, and he scrambled closer to the door.

"What is it?" A girl asked.