Split Spark {Sequel}

4 Mess (Part 2)

"Grimlock! We have not hurt you. It is only fair that you do the same."

"Fair? Since when have I ever been fair?" Countered Grimlock.

"If you do not stop we too, will use force," warned Optimus.

"Go on, give me your best shot!" Grimlock let out a loud roar, extending his jaws out towards the sky with pride.

Arcee looked up at Optimus waiting for the order. "Are we going to attack?"

Optimus gave her a curt nod and took out his sword. He charged for Grimlock who grinned mischievously. He transformed. The jaws of the T-Rex were on his shoulder plates, and a helmet covered his helm. He flicked his mace side to side. His red optics narrowed in fury at his opponent. He swung his mace towards Optimus, who dodged. Grimlock growled but kept trying. He threw his mace and it crashed into Optimus' chassis. Grimlock smiled at the thought, Optimus was dead and he could be leader. Leader of autobots and dinobots. To his dismay Optimus pushed over his mace. His chassis was slightly broken, but only the windows. Nothing to serious that couldn't be fixed.

Arcee battled Slash. He extended his claws that glowed with heat. Spikes ran down his back strut. His helm was covered with a helmet with a long spike. Green optics blazing, he lashed out at Arcee with accuracy. She activated her blades blocking Slash's attacks. He battled furiously, lashing constantly. He finally raked his claws down Arcee's forearm. He smirked and kept sinking his claws deeper into her armor.

Bulkhead battled Scorn. Scorn had spikes poking out from his shoulder plates and all over his back strut. His entire faceplate was protected by a helmet where only his optics were visible. He had a long chain coming out of one of his servos. His optics were bent and blazing with hunger despite already having a meal. He wasn't just hungry for refueling, but also for a nice long battle that he would win. He threw his chain around Bulkhead and tripped him. Scorn yanked out his sword and put it under Bulkhead's helm. He brought his sword down but Bulkhead blocked it with his wrecking ball. Scorn growled in frustration as he was pushed off.

Soundwave electrified Slug who shook with irritation and released Soundwave. Soundwave grabbed Slug's horn and twisted it. The dinosaur wailed in pain. Slug pulled as Soundwave tugged. Soundwave kicked him in the helm so he staggered back.

"Your going to regret that." Strafe flew overhelm and grabbed Soundwave. He did a few spins in the air before finally letting him loose through a building. The wall collapsed under the strength of the throw. Soundwave's helm ached in pain as the bricks toppled down. He pushed the rubble aside as he dug himself out. His whole frame hurt with an unbearable throbbing pain. Strafe and Slug both transformed.

Strafe was mostly a silver with patches of sky blue and bright blue optics. He had two long chains coming out of his back strut. He had a crossbow in one servo and an arrow in the other. He his wings were tucked in behind him and a sharp point popped out of his helm. His dinobot jaws shot out of his shoulder plates.

Slug was all silver with burning red optics. He had a large sword and a shield. He had a lot of sharp edges and two large plates on his shoulder plates. He had a lot of spikes shooting out from his legs and his dinobot jaws were hanging from his hip.

Slug raised his sword and slammed it down near Soundwave. Strafe placed an arrow in his crossbow and aimed a Soundwave. The arrow hit his forearm and sent pain up his nerve wires. He tugged at the arrow and finally pulled it out only to be shot with another. Slug took the chance and swiped his sword at Soundwave's legs. Soundwave fell backwards, luckily his legs were still intact but weak. Slug raised up his sword so it pointed downwards and used all his might to pierce Soundwave's chassis armor. Pain crawled around his frame. Burning with anger, Soundwave kicked Slug's legs and snatched his sword as he fell. Scared, Strafe battered his wings thus giving Soundwave a chance to slice them. Soundwave launched the sword in hope of it slicing through Strafe's spark. Strafe fumbled his crossbow and switched it for a sword. He quickly blocked the attack.