Date: 9/23/2012
TALES OF THE NEW WRECKERS
Part 1: Guns and Bullets
(Years ago, Manganese Facility...)
IRONFIST: Well, Skyfall, what do you think?
SKYFALL: What is that?
IRONFIST: An X1-class ion blaster.
SKYFALL: Nice. What does it do?
IRONFIST: I... I don't know. It's just a gun. Ah, well. I'm sure it'll be some use someday.
SKYFALL: Yeah. C'mon, we promised to attend Crosshairs' engineering convention. Let's hope he doesn't bore us to death again.
(Later, during the war)
CROSSHAIRS: We're under attack! Get your weapons and arm up! Optimus! Thank goodness you're--
OPTIMUS PRIME: Not now, Crosshairs! We need to evacuate! Everyone, move!
IRONHIDE: There's a lot of 'em out there, Optimus. I'm not sure our weapons can handle 'em.
OPTIMUS PRIME: Well then, Ironhide, we'll need to--
IRONFIST: Um, sir?
OPTIMUS PRIME: Yes?
IRONFIST: I made this X1 Ion Blaster. It packs a real punch, even on heavy Decepticon armor.
OPTIMUS PRIME: Thank you, Skyfall. I'll put it to good use.
IRONFIST: Actually, sir, my name is--
CROSSHAIRS: C'mon, man! Move it!
OPTIMUS PRIME: Autobots, open fire!
(Years later; a year before present day)
SKYFALL: Hey, Ironfist! I just overheard Brainstorm and the others talking about-- Ironfist?
IRONFIST: Ow...
SKYFALL: Dude! What happened?!
IRONFIST: I was testing my cerebro gun and... a bullet lodged into my head.
SKYFALL: Man! You should get to the medical center!
IRONFIST: Yeah... good idea.
(He leaves and Skyfall smashes the gun to hide the evidence...)
(Medical Center)
IRONFIST: How bad is it, doc?
FIRST AID: It's... pretty serious. I've had many patients who've gotten cerebro bullets lodged into their heads. Speaking of bullets... (He yanks Warpath's badge off)
WARPATH: Yowza! What was that all about?!
FIRST AID: Quiet, Warpath.
IRONFIST: So... how much longer do I have left to live?
FIRST AID: From now? I'm afraid... only a year.
Part 2: Bridges
BULKHEAD: So, uh, where do you want this, Grapple?
GRAPPLE: Right over there, Bulkhead!
BULKHEAD: Man, this thing is heavy!
HUFFER: Wideload, I told you to--
(Bulkhead drops the heavy thing on Huffer's foot)
BULKHEAD: Whoops!
HUFFER: Yeow! My foot!
BULKHEAD: Sorry, Huffer....
HUFFER: Gear-grindin, sharp-shootin', truck-lifting dolt! I don't wanna see your ugly faceplate again!
BULKHEAD: *sigh*
(Later)
GRAPPLE: Are you sure about this, Bulkhead?
BULKHEAD: Yes.
GRAPPLE: You do know we're on the brink of war, with all of these uprisings and stuff.
BULKHEAD: I know. It's just that... I'm not good at building things, like an engineer. I only break things, or even destroy them! I'm sorry, Grapple, but I... I'm just not a good space bridge engineer.
GRAPPLE: I understand. I'll notify the academy. They probably could use the likes of you.
(Years later; Bulkhead blasts the head off a Decepticon)
BULKHEAD: Ha! Ha! Take that, Decepti-creep!
BRAWN: Nice one, Bulkie!
GRIMLOCK: All right, you two. That's enough. Save some for the scraplets.
BULKHEAD & BRAWN: Yes, sir...
GRIMLOCK: Now then, I have some news. Intelligence is setting up a strike team. It's going to be called the Lightning Strike Coalition. They said I'll be able to choose who'll be able to join it. Now, all of you have served me well, and I am indeed proud. But for some of you... I'm not sure you'll be able to take the danger. Bulkhead, Brawn, I'm afraid you will not be part of the team.
BRAWN: What?!
GRIMLOCK: I know you are both skilled demolitions experts, but your methods are... extreme. You could put us in danger. I'm sorry... but you'll need to find a different line of work.
(Some time later)
BULKHEAD: So that's why I'm here. Intel seems to be the only place where I can place my skills to use.
LONGARM: Well then... you're in luck. I've been organizing a special ops team. And I think there's just a spot for you.
BULKHEAD: I'm in.
Part 3: (untitled)
ROTORSTORM: Ha! You guys can't mess with the best!
SCORCH: He's at it again...
BOSS: *Sigh* Can't take him anywhere. Rotorstorm...
(Long ago; Rotorstorm gets beat up by his trainer Jetstream)
JETSTREAM: Loser. Wimp. Get up, you pile of scrapmetal! Fight like a bot! You're always talking about joining the Wreckers. Then act like one!
(Present)
BOSS: Rotorstorm, behavior like that is inexcusable! To act recklessly and cocky like that, we could've gotten killed! One more act like that, and you're off the team!
(Long ago)
JETSTREAM: If you want to be the best, you have to act it. You know how Divebomb and the others graduated?
ROTORSTORM: Because you beat sense into them?
JETSTREAM: No. Because they weren't stupid like you!
(He beats Rotorstorm up so hard that he flies out of the room)
JETSTREAM: Powerglide, take him to the CR chamber.
POWERGLIDE: Er, yes, Jetstream, sir.
(Days later, Rotorstorm emerges from CR)
ROTORSTORM: Oog...
AIR RAID: Morning, sleepy head.
ROTORSTORM: Air Raid? Where's Jetstream?
AIR RAID: He left. Silverbolt's running the academy now.
ROTORSTORM: Did he say anything when he left?
AIR RAID: He only said that if you still felt strong after you left the CR... then you exceeded his expectations.
(Shortly before issue #24)
ROTORSTORM: I was requested for the Wreckers, huh? Who requested me?
SPRINGER: Well, his name is Whirl. But you might better know him as... Jetstream.
Part 4: Webs
(Present day; Arcee, Scattorshot, and Ironfist visit the site of where Arcee had been captured by Tarantulas)
SCATTORSHOT: So, this is where you and Tailgate went, huh?
ARCEE: Yes, I believe so. My memory banks are fuzzy though. Did you know him?
SCATTORSHOT: Yeah, Tailgate and I go way back! He was always panicking when a piece of engineering died. He thought computers were just like us. He drove me crazy. I miss being crazy. Who killed him?
ARCEE: Tarantulas. He was some mad scientist... not sure if he was a 'Con.
SCATTORSHOT: Well, when I find him, he's gonna lose plenty of wires! Wait. Why did Tarantulas capture you two?
ARCEE: I think he was going to experiment on us.
IRONFIST: But for what?
ARCEE: I'm not sure. C'mon, let's go back to base. I can't stand this place.
SCATTORSHOT: Yeah... same here.
(They drive away while being watch by a set of eight eyes...)
CHARACTERS
Autobots: Crosshairs, First Aid, Ironfist, Ironhide, Optimus Prime, Skyfall, Swerve, Warpath; Brawn, Bulkhead, Cosmos, Erector, Grapple, Grimlock, Huffer, Kup, Longarm, Smokescreen, Wheeljack; Air Raid, Boss, Fireflight, Jetstream/Whirl, Powerglide, Rotorstorm, Scorch, Springer; Arcee, Scattorshot
Decepticons: Onslaught
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