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Back to the Future IV
by Aloiscious (secret.agentman@mailcity.com)

My Queen!" Inferno yelled, "I have found a supply of energon!" He stood over a small crack in the earth's surface.

Megatron flew over to Inferno. He knelt to examine the bluish white substance glistening beneath the fault. "Ah, yes, pure energon. A great deal of it if my scanners are correct," he confirmed. "Predacons," Megatron shouted.

Quickstrike, Rampage, Blackarachnia, Tarantulas and Inferno stood at attention. Waspinator had been left behind to guard the base while his comrades went on a mission to find energon.

"Help me break the crust away from the energon," Megatron commanded.

Together the six evil Transformers slowly hacked at the layer of Earth covering the energon. Carefully, so as not to damage the precious material. It was laborious work, but the fruits of their labor would prove well worth it.

Blackarachnia broke away the last chunk of rock protecting the energon.

Megatron looked at his glorious energon. The way the sun reflected off of it cast a soft blue glow on the Predacons.

Beautiful.

Suddenly their auditory sensors picked up a high pitch whistle. They looked around for the source of the odd noise. Holding their weapons at ready, they were ready for whatever might attack them. Then, they saw an explosion 100 meters away accompanied by a blast of light.

"Predacons, return to Beast Mode!" Megatron ordered.

As they transformed they saw a grey object screaming over the ground at exactly eighty-eight miles per hour powered by 1.21 gigawatts.

"By the pit," Tarantulas gasped.

"What in tarnation?" muttered Quickstrike.

The Predacons scurried about until all had found hiding.

The grey object was a Delorean, specially modified to travel through time. Inside was a white haired man named Emmit Brown who everyone called "Doc." He had invented the time machine. In his lap was the friendly dog Einstein. Driving the Delorean was a rebellious teenager named Marty. He was Doc's nephew.

The car slowed to a halt and Marty and Doc left Einstein in the car as they stepped out onto the land. They looked around at the dusty landscape. Marty had a disappointed look on his face.

"See Marty, I told you there wouldn't be any dinosaurs. Dinosaurs are all died out, they're extinct. If you want to see some dinosaurs you have to go back a lot further than 4 million years," Doc explained.

They whirled around as they heard a loud sound behind them.

"On the contrary, fool. We dinosaurs are most definetely not extinct!" Megatron's thundered.

"Oh my God," Doc shuddered.

"I told you! I told you!" Marty screamed jubilantly. For once he was right! The doc was wrong! He knew it! Yes!

"I-I thought d-dinosaurs had all died," said Doc with eyes full of terror.

"Your insolence shall not go unpunished. Megatron, Terrorize!" he rumbled.

A sharp backhand sent the doc flying back fifteen feet and onto the hood of the Delorean. His face smacked the windshield, leaving a bloody smear.

Marty screamed.

Rampage looked with longing eyes at Megatron.

"Go ahead, but don't kill him. We'll need to question him," Megatron said.

Rampage grabbed Marty with his pincers, lifting him into the air. The human screamed again.

"I feel your terror. My spark feeds on it! What an exquisite feast! Your fear is delicious!" Rampage screamed dementedly.

"Don't hurt me, please don't hurt me," Marty begged.

"Oh, the pain will be magnificent, I promise."

"But you won't kill me! He told you not to kill me!" Marty said desperately. A faint glimmer of hope penetrated the dark night of his terror.

"Some things are worse than death," Rampage cackled.

The screams could be heard for miles.

After Marty had gone into shock, Doc regained consciousness.

Megatron grabbed the front of his labcoat, and hefted him off of the dented hood of the car.

"I have a few questions for you," Megatron told him. "Inferno."

"Yes, My Qu...Yes royalty?" asked the fireant, eager to please his beloved commander.

"Carry these two weaklings back to base. When you get there, send Waspinator here."

"Yes, Royalty!"

Megatron tossed the Doc on Inferno's back. Inferno lifted Marty out of a pool of blood and vomit and headed back to the Predacon headquarters.

"The rest of you gather as much energon as you can, and take it back to the base," he ordered.

In a short time, Rampage had amassed a large supply of energon. He turned to show Megatron, but he dropped the load when he saw Einstein merrily licking the blood off the windshield.

"No! You beast! I was going to eat that!" he cried with frustration and anger in his voice. He aimed his cannon at the dog.

"No, don't shoot him," Megatron commanded.

"Please let me slag him," Rampage begged, "I have to eat something."

"Not until we question him."

Tarantulas spoke up. "Megatron, it's probably a Predacon in Beast Mode. The humans captured him, I'll wager."

"Yes, Yessss, an ally."

He looked at the dog.

"What is your name?" demanded Megatron.

The dog continued licking the blood.

"Answer 'im!" Quickstrike yelled.

"Maybe his circuits have been slightly damaged," Tarantulas suggested.

"Ah, yes," agreed Megatron.

They heard a buzz, and Waspinator landed in Robot Mode. "Waspinator here," he announced.

The dog looked at Waspinator, and with his tail wagging gleefully, he jumped off the hood of the car. Einstein ran toward Waspinator and put his paws on the robot's chest. The dog licked Waspinator's face.

"Wha-?" Waspinator was confused.

"Dang! That there varmint likes 'im!" Quickstrike exclaimed.

"Doggie...like Waspinator? Waspinator have...friend?!"

Waspinator patted Einstein's head.

"His circuits have been damaged, but he's a Predacon. He doesn't seem to be able to transform to Robot Mode," Tarantulas explained.

"Then Waspinator give Doggie CR bath when Waspinator get back!" he buzzed.

"You can carry him back to base Waspinator. The rest of you bring the energon," said Megatron.

"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyy!!!!!" Waspinator shrieked with delight.

He scooped up his new friend and flew back to base.

After all of the Predacons arrived, Waspinator told Megatron that he was going to give his friend a CR bath.

When Einstein saw the CR liquid he began to growl. Waspinator tried dragging him toward the bath, but the dog wouldn't budge.

"Waspinator confused," he said aloud, "Maybe bath too hot for Doggie."

He tested the water with his foot, but the temperature was just right. What was wrong? Maybe Doggie just needed a push.

Waspinator lifted the dog. Before it could squirm out of his arms, Waspinator dropped him in the tub.

The dog yelped and thrashed for a few seconds and then jumped out of the tub with Megatron's ducky in his mouth.

"No Doggie! Don't take that!" Waspinator scolded, but his friend wouldn't listen.

Waspinator tried to grab the Einstein, but the dog was too fast. After chasing him around the room he finally tackled it. Waspinator was laughing as he held the dog in his arms.

Then he saw Megatron's ducky. It had been decimated by Einstein's jaws.

"No! Waspinator put ducky back together," he whispered as he frantically tried to reattach the shreds of yellow rubber. It was useless. The ruined toy was beyond repair. Waspinator set ducky back on its special shelf, and dragged Doggie back to their shared quarters.

Megatron would not be happy.

"The interrogation went very well Inferno," Megatron complemented.

"Thank you, Royalty!" Inferno cried.

Both of the humans had third degree burns covering their broken bodies. Megatron laughed as he remembered how Marty had wept when he saw the blackened husk that used to be his arm. No CR chamber could fix that type of damage.

He had learned that the humans were from the future. He would send someone to retrieve the "Delorean," as the humans had call it, later.

But he would plan strategies later. Now, it was time for a relaxing CR bath.

Megatron entered the CR chamber and sat in the tub.

He reached for Ducky.

"Waspinator!"