Split Spark {Sequel}

3 Mess (Part 1)

"Optimus, I have found 5 autobot signals. Will you investigate?"asked Ratchet as soon a as Soundwave entered.

"Yes Ratchet. Open the bridge. Soundwave, Bulkhead."

"Alright! More members," cheered Bulkhead.

"These signals seem bigger than normal," commented Ratchet not moving from his computers to the ground bridge.

"Maybe it's a ship?" Tried Bulkhead.

"I don't think so. It's far to small to be a ship. The signal is not that much bigger than your own."

"Maybe we should contact them?"

Ratchet thought for a moment, "Should we contact them Optimus?"

"Yes."

Ratchet selected one of the signals. A fuzz of wind came over the com and a couple of swirls.

"Where's our next target?"

"It's not far," somebot growled from a distance.

"Who is this?" Asked Ratchet through the com link.

There was a loud bang and grunt. "You dare try and contact me? What is your name?"

"This is Optimus Prime," interrupted Optimus. Ratchet stepped aside to give him some room.

"What is the autobot leader doing call me? I am not under your command. I am far to great for such submissiveness!"

"Who is this?"

"Typical autobot leader. I answer to no one but my leader."

"Who is your leader?"

"Did you even hear what I said? I said when do I ever answer your questions? Never."

"Who is it Strafe?" Called out a voice closely.

"Optimus Prime slagger! Why can't you just stay on your own side and not other me?"

"Oops. Well don't get angry with me, I didn't know. If you had said something then I wouldn't have said anything."

"I wasn't talking to you so you shouldn't have said anything because I said something!"

There was a few more crashes before it ended with a sudden hard voice, "Give it up you two!"

"Grimlock."

"Optimus? I should have known you would be here. End the line," growled Grimlock through the other side of the link.

"Bye!" Gleefully hissed Strafe and severed the connection.

"The dinobots? Here?"

"Cool! I wanna see them!" Called Miko leaning over the edge of the platform.

"It would be nice to see some dinosaurs," commented Jack.

"Yea!" Added Camellia. "When do we go?"

"Never! The dinobots are far more dangerous than you can imagine! They are much to hard to contain, much less command!" Argued Ratchet.

"Dude, we're on the same side. They follow what Optimus says right?"

"Wrong. The Dinobots follow a ruthless leader named Grimlock."

"They wouldn't hurt us right?"

"I can't say for sure."

The door slapped open and out came Agent Fowler. Arcee entered the room with Ultra Violet by her side just as Agent Fowler began talking. "Prime! What is this I hear about large animals that are metal destroying military as well as civilian buildings?"

"I do not know Agent Folwer."

"What kind of metal creature?" asked Ratchet looking away from Miko.

"Large dinosaurs. Five of them. It appears to be a T-Rex, a two-headed flying thing, a velociraptor, triceratops, spinosaurus. Did Jurassic Park lose its dinosaurs?"

"Optimus, you don't think it is the-" Arcee began but was cut off by Optimus.

"Dinobots? I do Arcee. Ratchet, activate the groundbridge. Rest assured Agent Fowler, we will investigate."

"Cool dinosuars? I want to see!" Miko jumped up and down by Bulkhead's pede.

"Certainly not Miko. We do not know what they will do if they saw you,"added Ratchet.

"I wasn't talking to you," Miko shot back, a scowl plastered on her face.

"Arcee, Bulkhead, Soundwave, get ready to roll."

Ratchet nodded and opened the bridge. "It's ready."

"This is so not fair! It won't hurt me right? We're on the same side! You gotta let me go!" Miko argued again.

"Miko! These dinobots are crazy. You don't know their next move!" Bulkhead informed.

"Let's roll." Optimus transformed and left for the green portal. Bulkhead gave a last glance at Miko before doing the same. Arcee followed Bulkhead and Soundwave after her. He gave one last glance at Ultra Violet who waved slowly.

Soundwave looked around the destroyed base. Jets crowded most of the space. Pieces of jets. The roadways were cracked and shaped into a pedeprint. A large pedeprint. Buildings were torn down. A few human bodies were scarcely thrown about. Some had a few missing limbs. Nothing was in good shape, or in any shape for that matter. Dust showered Soundwave's frame.

Two shapes, in the distance, pulled a vehicle apart. Another three shapes broke a lonesome building on the edge of the runway. It tumbled down as horns were prodded into its side.