Date: 10/1/2013
STORMBRINGER, PART VI: A DREAM COME TO LIFE
(The Xantium, en route to Charon)
SPRINGER: Are you sure it's Styx, Topspin?
TOPSPIN: Positive, Springer. The Sky Spy was shot down as soon as it reached the moon.
SPRINGER: Alright. Wreckers, gear up. The 'Cons are probably gonna outnumber us. While that hasn't stopped us before, we've still been out of action for a while.
(The Wreckers gear up while Scoop is just beaming)
WHIRL: Yo, noob! Why are you grinning like an idiot?
SCOOP: It's Scoop, and I'm grinning because this is my dream! I've always wanted to be a Wrecker, especially when Springer took over. And now... here I am!
WHIRL: Cool. Let me know if you still feel that way when you get your head on fire.
(Soon...)
SPRINGER: All right, Broadside! Dispatch!
BROADSIDE: Got it.
(Broadside, carrying the Wreckers, drops from the Xantium towards Styx)
BROADSIDE: Approaching Styx. T-minus five minutes.
SCOOP: Here we go...
(Down below, two Decepticons spot Broadside)
DEMOLISHOR: Y'see that?
"GENERIC": See what?
DEMOLISHOR: That. It looks like an Autobot ship.
"GENERIC": I don't see noth-- (He gets his head blasted off)
WHIRL: Tally ho! (He shoots Demolishor)
DEMOLISHOR: Ack!
SPRINGER: Leave it to Whirl to start things off.
WHIRL: Less talking, more shooting! I'm about to have the time of my life!
SPRINGER: Scoop, Sandstorm, go find the prisoners. The rest of us will handle things here.
SANDSTORM: Right!
SANDSTORM & SCOOP: Wreck and rule!
(Inside)
SFX: THOOM!
BLUDGEON: Hm. We have visitors. I suppose I'll have to learn about your sword some other time. I have things to do.
DRIFT: You're not going anywhere.
BLUDGEON: Oh, really? And how exactly are you going to--? (Drift frees himself) Ah. Didn't know Yoketron still taught processor-over-matter.
DRIFT: Speaking of which, you have no right whatsoever to be wearing his helmet. You're disgracing his legacy!
BLUDGEON: Am I? (He charges up Drift's Great Sword) Then I'm all the more deserving.
(Elsewhere, Sandstorm and Scoop are shooting through 'Cons)
SANDSTORM: Hey, Scoop?
SCOOP: Yeah, Sandstorm?
SANDSTORM: Where did you learn to shoot so well?
SCOOP: Say thanks to these guys!
(One of his guns transforms into a Targetmaster Mini-Con)
HOLEPUNCH: Watch out, everyone! They don't call me "Holepunch" for nothing! (He punches through a Vehicon's face. He transforms back to gun mode and finishes them off)
SANDSTORM: Mini-Cons. Impressive.
TREADSHOT: Think that's cool? Then try this one for size. (Catgut transforms into a gun and lands in his hand)
SCOOP: Challenge accepted.
(Prison block. Bludgeon and Drift are duking it out)
BLUDGEON: You are defenseless. You have no weapon. What possible hope do you have at beating me?
WINDBLADE: Hey, did I mention that I have a second sword hidden in my back?
DRIFT: Ha! Plot twist!
BLUDGEON: Raagh!
DRIFT: (draws Windblade's sword) Come at me, bro!
(Meanwhile)
SPRINGER: Sandstorm, how's it going down in the prison blocks?
SANDSTORM: We're cornered by a gunslinger and his cat. What do you think?
SPRINGER: Right, and we're cornered by a bunch of Decepticons. What do you want us to do?
SANDSTORM: I don't know! Have Broadside cave the ceiling or--
SCOOP: Hey, Sandstorm?
SANDSTORM: What?
SCOOP: Do you suppose this button unlocks the cells?
SANDSTORM: I don't know, but DON'T PRESS IT!
SFX: KA-CHUNK!
TREADSHOT: What the--? (He turns to see a whole punch of released prisoners. Angry released prisoners.) Scrap.
(They beat him up)
SCOOP: How did they fit that big guy in a cell?
SANDSTORM: No idea. Let's find Perceptor.
(Back with Bludgeon and Drift)
BLUDGEON: I'm impressed, boy. If I didn't know better, I would think Yoketron taught you everything he knew. But I do know better. I know that a Cyber-Ninja master never teaches everything. And I happen to be such a master. (He uses processor-over-matter to lift up Drift)
DRIFT: Wh-what the--?
BLUDGEON: I will admit, I was a bit impressed by that show of processor-over-matter you displayed. However, I have developed my own abilities, enough so that I can not only move objects... but crush them.
WINDBLADE: NO! LET HIM GO!
BLUDGEON: Hm. I don't think so.
SCOOP: Wanna bet, skull face?
BLUDGEON: I'm sorry. But I don't gamble. (He knocks Scoop down)
SCOOP: Yeow!
BLUDGEON: What is the deal with you Autobots? You go about your lives, fighting endlessly for... what? The war is over; what possible drive do you have to keep fighting?
SCOOP: Because... I have a dream. A dream to purge the universe of evil... and to help others. To bring an end to conflict!
BLUDGEON: Typical heroism. Any thing more to add before I kill you?
DRIFT: I do. (He stabs Bludgeon through the back) Nighty-night.
BLUDGEON: Heh heh heh.
DRIFT: What's so funny?
(Bludgeon begins to dissolve)
BLUDGEON: I take it no one ever warned you about solid light avatars...
(He dissipates completely)
DRIFT: Well... crud.
(Outside, the Wreckers watch as a ship takes off)
WHIRL: I have one rocket left. Maybe--
SPRINGER: No. If Bludgeon is on that ship... he's already one step ahead of us.
(Bludgeon's ship)
BLUDGEON: Next stop: Earth. Then, once we recover the ore, we can resurrect Thunderwing and begin the Apocalypse. Enjoy your home while you can, Autobots... it's all you have left!
TO BE CONTINUED
CHARACTERS
Autobots: Broadside, Drift, Holepunch, Perceptor, Roadbuster, Sandstorm, Scoop, Springer, Topspin, Whirl, Windblade
Decepticons: Banzai-Tron, Bludgeon, Catgut, Demolishor, Skullgrin, Treadshot, Vehicon(s)
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