Date: 7/28/2013
MASTERS OF METALLIKATO, PART 1
(At an alien bar...)
ALIEN BARTENDER: May I help you?
DRIFT: I am in need of information.
ALIEN BARTENDER: Yeah, in case you haven't noticed, pal, this is a cantina not a- wait a minute... You're one of them! You're one of those Cybertronians! Everywhere you go, war follows. Get out of here!
DRIFT: Our war is over.
ALIEN BARTENDER: Yeah? How long until it starts again?
(CHOOM! Someone blasts into the bar)
ALIEN PATRON: Yipe!
LOCKDOWN: I figured that I would find you here. Get 'im, boys.
(Lockdown's partners are Axer and Gunslinger. Gunslinger is based on SWTF Boba Fett.)
DRIFT: (narration) I'm sure you're wondering; how did I get into this mess? Let me start from the beginning.
(The Dead End, Polyhex; before the war)
DRIFT: Spare energon, anyone? Just a droplet? I could really use it...
THUG #1: Well, look what we have here. A poor little homeless 'bot begging for energon. We really should give him some.
THUG #2: Yeh.
(They cut Drift's arm)
DRIFT: AGGH!
THUG #1: Some of his own! Ha ha!
THUG #2: Huh-huh.
(Later...)
RUNABOUT: Hey!
DRIFT: Oh no...
RUNABOUT: You still ow us, punk! It's been nearly an orbital cycle!
DRIFT: Please, I don't have anything! Just leave me alone!
RUNABOUT: I think we should give this kid a lesson, eh, Runamuck?
RUNAMUCK: Heh.
DRIFT: No, please! Don't--
(Runabout gets shot in the back)
SFX: CHOOM!
RUNABOUT: AKK!
RUNAMUCK: Runabout...? (He gets shot as well) Oh crud...
DEVCON: This is Devcon. I found them; they were harassing a young 'bot. Yeah, from the Dead End. Looks a bit beaten up. ...Are you sure? Well, if you say so. You're coming with me, kid...
(Present)
GUNSLINGER: Any last words? Or are you just going to stand there like a-- (Drift slices his head off) ARRG--!
DRIFT: Any last words? Then let's dance.
(Before the war...)
DRIFT: Erg... where am I?
YOKETRON: I'm glad to see that you're still functional. I was afraid that you would not survive your repair. I am Sensei Yoketron, Grand Master of the Cyber-Ninja Dojo. You know Devcon here. He's one of my former students.
DEVCON: 'Sup.
DRIFT: Why did you bring me here?
YOKETRON: Well, you were heavily injured and--
DRIFT: Yeah, but you could've taken me to the local medcenter. Why here?
DEVCON: Tell him.
YOKETRON: This place is more than just a school, Drift. Far more. It's a shelter. Many of the students I've trained had lived lives as rough as yours. I took them under my wing so they could learn to protect themselves without going through the Elite Guard's harsh training.
(He leads Drift into a room full of holographic busts)
DEVCON: This is my favorite part.
YOKETRON: Behold... the Hall of Heroes! These are the visages of only a handful of my students. I'm not sure how are you are of life outside of Polyhex, but you may recognize some familiar faces.
DRIFT: Is that-?
YOKETRON: Yes, Councilor Dai Atlas.
DEVCON: This is me. The likeness is uncanny.
YOKETRON: So tell me, Drift. Do you wish to have your face among these others? Do you wish to be a Cyber-Ninja?
(Present)
AXER: Stupid Autobot! Maybe if you carried better arsenal, you wouldn't have to hide behind tables! I'm going after him!
LOCKDOWN: Wait, Axer! Do you want to end up like that? (He points to Gunslinger's headless body)
AXER: Not if I get to him first! Time to die, Autobot! YAAH! (Drift cuts off his axe arm) Oh... (Drift pushes a table into him) Hey!
DRIFT: Now it's just you and me!
LOCKDOWN: Yup. (He disables Drift with an EMP)
DRIFT: AGGH! Oof!
(Before the war)
YOKETRON: Remember to focus, Drift. If you are in battle and are distracted easily... you'll be defeated in no time. But don't worry; even the greatest of my students have made mistakes. Practice may take time but it will benefit you.
DRIFT: Sensei, there's an empty podium here.
(Beat)
YOKETRON: Everyone makes mistakes, Drift... not just students.
(Present)
DRIFT: Erg...
LOCKDOWN: Up and at 'em... Axer, prep up the Death's Head while I speak with our client.
AXER: Right.
DRIFT: Who in the galaxy would put a bounty on a mere lone Autobot?
LOCKDOWN: You'd be surprised... or perhaps not.
(He displays a hologram of Turmoil)
TURMOIL: Hello... Deadlock. Or is it Drift now? I sometimes forget.
DRIFT: Turmoil...
TURMOIL: I see I was right in hiring you, Lockdown. Send him to me immediately.
LOCKDOWN: Not yet... not until we've discussed the matter of payment first.
(Before the war)
YOKETRON: I'm disappointed in you, Drift... I would think that you would know better than to side with those savage Decepticons.
DRIFT: You don't understand, Sensei. The Senate is corrupt; they're practically enslaving us!
YOKETRON: Maybe so, but brutality isn't the answer--
DRIFT: Maybe it should be! Maybe we should beat the Senate at their own game! Show them how we feel!
YOKETRON: Drift, please don't--
DRIFT: It's Deadlock now... and I'll decide my own destiny. (He slams the door behind him)
YOKETRON: Even the greatest of us makes mistakes...
(Later, during the war; Dabola...)
DEADLOCK: Show no mercy, Decepticons. Kill everything/
TURMOIL: Very good commanding skills, Deadlock... but let me do the talking. Decepticons, hold your fire. You there. Are you the commander of this squad?
AUTOBOT: Yes...
TURMOIL: Do you admit defeat?
AUTOBOT: Yes.
TURMOIL: Are you ashamed by your failure?
AUTOBOT: Yes.
TURMOIL: Good. At least you're man enough to handle this.
AUTOBOT: I'll... take that as a compli-- (Turmoil blasts his head off)
DEADLOCK: No! You didn't need to do that!
TURMOIL: And why not?
DEADLOCK: He admitted defeat! He surrendered! The battle was over! There was no point in killing him! Have you no honor?!
TURMOIL: Honor? That word has no meaning amongst the Decepticons. Honor is for the weak, and in our world, it's survival of the fittest! Do I make myself clear?
DEADLOCK: ...Yes.
(Present, the Death's Head...)
LOCKDOWN: You shouldn't have deserted from the 'Cons, kid... Turmoil never shows mercy for traitors.
DRIFT: You think I don't know that? You think I don't know his wrath? Right before I left the Decepticons, he threatened me by saying:
TURMOIL: I will rid you of everything.
DRIFT: (narration) Back then, I didn't know what he meant. Until I returned to Cybertron...
(In the past, Drift finds the dojo in flames)
DRIFT: Master Yoketron!
YOKETRON: D-Drift?
DRIFT: Master! Turmoil did this. This is all my fault!
YOKETRON: No, Drift... you... were right in leaving the Decepticons. You... had no control over this. I have but... one last wish for you.
DRIFT: Yes, master?
YOKETRON: Go... to Theophany. Find... the Circle of Light. They... will complete your training.
DRIFT: Yes, master.
(Yoketron shuts offline for good)
(Present...)
LOCKDOWN: Touching. I don't think Turmoil will be in a mood for--
SFX: BWEEP! BWEEP!
LOCKDOWN: Huh? What is going-- oh.
(A red and black jet heads straight for the Death's Head)
DRIFT: (narration) Welp, that's my story. Hope you enjoyed it... 'cause I think this is THE END!
CHARACTERS
Autobots: Devcon (flashbacks), Drift/Deadlock, Windblade, Yoketron (flashbacks)
Decepticons: Axer, Dreadwing (flashbacks), Gunslinger, Lockdown, Skyjack (flashbacks), Turmoil, Vehicons (flashbacks)
Others: Bartender, Runabout (flashbacks), Runamuck (flashbacks)
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