3.June.06

The Fuzors 2

By: Mairilyn

Set after code of hero, between transmutate)

I don’t own beast wars or Hasbro or any of the characters in this fic.

This is my first story (and also the first in a series).

In a valley, on a waterfall, lay the axalon, the ship that had crashed to earth with the four intrepid maximal explorers that the predacons were in hot pursuit in their own (stolen) ship the darkside.Today it was too quiet. "Eh, ever since scalebelly got vaped, things have been pretty quiet." Remarked rattrap. "I know" agreed cheetor "’bolt has seen Zippo on his patrol." Hold on!" cried rhinox."Theres fou-slag!" "What is it?" asked optimus "two stasis pods have landed in grid Vega but the other two have landed in sector 375 and sector 566!" "But that’s below the lake!" exclaimed silverbolt. "I’m afraid that’s one risk we have to take, especially about rampage, since he is the only aquatic transformer out of everyone." Sighed optimus.

Meanwhile, at the darkside, the computer had detected the pods as well."Quickstrike, inferno, tarantulas, blackarachnia, retrieve the pods in grid Vega." "Rampage, I know I can count on you with the other pods, so off you go!" ordered megatron. With a grunt, rampage transformed into tank mode and rumbled off.

"Severe scanner damage.Protoforms condition is critical." Yet the DNA scan was still functional. A couple of cycles later, silverbolt and rattrap arrived. "The stasis pod! It’s empty!" Indeed, the stasis pod was open, but there was no protoform within."Aw slag! Where did he, eh, go?" suddenly a voice came from behind them."Fullcharge, maximise!" the two maximals whirled round to see a tortoise with a buffalo’s head transform. The shell split in two and became the body. The buffalo head became a shoulder and the tortoise legs flipped up on to the other shoulder to become chain guns, similar to rhinox’s.

Robot legs flipped out beneath the shell. The other tortoise legs became arms."Congratulations, comrade.you made it through. Come with us to our base." Smiled silverbolt."I really can’t-"he was cut off by "quickstrike, terrorize!" and "inferno, terrorize!"

"You tin horn toads may have got another maxi, but ya’ll won’t live ta tell the tale!" "You must be destroyed, the royalty commands." The trio dived behind a boulder. "Let me guess, these guys are our enemies." "Well no!" remarked rattrap sarcastically. But, fullcharge had gone, leaving the duo to fend off Quickstrike and Inferno. "What?!" yelled rattrap "where the slag has he gone to?!"

Elsewhere, blackarachnia and tarantulas had reprogrammed the helpless proto maximal, and were beginning to commence DNA scan and replication.

"Don’t make it another insect" ordered blackarachnia "we know what happened the last time we did that" "don’t remind me" muttered tarantulas. Suddenly a spark flew up from the scanner. "SLAG!" "The DNA scanners were damaged by the alien explosion! Oh well, we’ll be able to scan something but sadly it won’t be an arachnid, because none live in this filthy swamp" Slowly the DNA scanner whirled around. It found a crocodile lurking in the reeds, and a hippopotamus swimming in the swamp. It began to replicate. After a moment the new predacon emerged. A mixture of a hippo’s legs and head and a crocodile’s body and tail. "Slagsmash, terrorize!" The hippo head flipped to the side to make a hand and the tail became a quasar blaster. His arms folded out from the inside, while the legs were on his back. Finally, a head emerged. He had green optics and a strange symbol on his head that didn’t look like the predacon one. "Hello, new predacon I am tarantulas-""sorry I‘ve…got to go and meet someone" and before they could say anything, slagsmash darted off, surprisingly fast.

By the outskirts of the lake, fullcharge was pacing up and down the beach. "Come on, come on! Where the slag is he?" suddenly slagsmash came out from behind a boulder. "My brother!" exclaimed fullcharge "I’m pleased you have survived too!" "Indeed" replied slagsmash. "Has he arrived yet?" "Yes, he just needs time to set up" explained fullcharge thoughtfully.

Ebirohus didn’t know what had happened to him. He had come out of a pod, had a nasty encounter with one of the planets life forms-a shark. He felt quite uncomfortable. All he knew was his name and that there were three others he knew somewhere on the planet…"Hold on, one them is near me, almost right below me!" sure enough, a pod was lay amongst some coral. But the funny thing was, the pod hatch was open, and no protoform within.

As rampage rumbled along the seabed, he couldn’t help feeling somebody, or something was watching him. Every now and then he thought he saw a…shadow. Suddenly his scanners beeped frantically. On them, there was a symbol. It looked like a pale white skull, with tentacles coming out of the back of it. "Warning, alien machinery ahead." Rampage squinted through the inky water. Hold on, why was it inky? All of a sudden, as if answering his thought, he felt someone behind him.

Caylphin was confused, as well as angry. First she came out of a stasis pod, and not being able to find her fellow comrade. Now one of them had come. "Who are you?" she said fiercely. Before it could answer, she kicked him hard. Right into the machine.

End of part one.