Fire Dome

[Thunderclap]

Shipwreck turned around until he saw a little lever. Optic band dimming, he sighed and bent over, so he coudl see the lever closer. 'Don't touch anything... well I'm touching HAHA.' With a grin, and using his first finger and thumb, he pressed the lever down gently, or atleast gently for him rough for the lever. he felt the metal bend and groan slightly from the pressure, and to Shipwreck's releif... did not break. Exhaling loudly he stood back up.

++COMM++
"Aye aye! Awaitin' further instructions!"
++END COMM++

[Neo Calrissian]

As Shipwreck pulled the lever, pistons steamed overhead. Cylinders pumped, cogs spun and the pipes filled with molten magma. Rushing like blood through arteries, it was poured systematically outside- straight on top of the army of Supremacy Drones...
Super-thick metal burned, drones melted in their droves. Feats of Decepticon engineering were reduced to dust and liquid. However, the battle was not won yet- the Supremacy Drones were still coming in their hundreds, lining up and hammering the outiside wall, some firing there missiles. Peregrine's heavy fire held them for a while, but they were still coming...

"It's no use... the defences aren't enough. We're gunna have to take the fight to the enemy!"
++Comm++
Shipwreck, leave that room, go right, left, straight and second left! We'll be waiting!"
++End Comm++

Disgrace, still in Fortification's 'defender' mode, ran for a second hatchway. At the same time, Bloodhound came through another with... Darkk.
(Bloodhound: Yellow Darkk: Navy)
"We gunna start shooting back, sir?"
"I do believe I would enjoy that. Greatly."
"Yes. Let's go, boys!"
The three left through the second hatch, leaving Prominence to himself....

[Thunderclap]

Shipwreck watched in wonder as things around him started moving around. He was pleased that he hadn't knocked anything over yet despite his abnormally large size. Grinning, he pumped a fist in triumph.

++COMM++
"Alright! Time ta kick Decepticon afterburner!"
++END COMM++

He grinned and spun on his heel to where Disgrace had mentioned to leave the room. Leaving as carefully as possible, he backed up to where he had come from and just when he thought he was clear and smiling, he turned around to whack the dead centre of his forehead into the dooframe.
Knocked off balence, he tumbled backwards with pinwheeling arms. "Yikes!" He roared as he tumbled over falling on his backside. The ground seemed to jump slightly at his fall, and Shipwreck definitely felt something squish beneath him. His optic band dimmed while his face screwed up in a wince. 'Oops...' He mumbled to himself, standing back up dizzily and squeezing threw the frame. With a furious, frustrated shake of his head to clear black fuzzy spots, he took a right, then a left, straight forward and then took his second left just as intrusctions.

[Neo Calrissian]

The three Autobots continued through the pipes, until they reached a massive chasm, stretching many hundreds of meters across. Disgrace turned to Darkk, a serious look on his face.
"Darkk. I need to know that I have your loyalty. I let you out because I believe that I have it, that you will do the right thing. Will you?"
Darkk hesitated, then nodded, whispering menacingly about genocide and prophetic words.
"Good."
The three geared up, getting ready to move as soon as Shipwreck arrived.

[Thunderclap]

Shipwreck rubbed his forehead with a wince. That was gonna leave a mark. Shaking his head briskly, he squeezed threw the pasasgeways until he came to a massive chamber, not to bad for him, yet probably pretty big for the others. Smilling, he walked in as if nothing was going on. "Ahoy mateys!" He smiled, strolling over with a small wave of his hand in greeting. His optic band flickered light blue back to it's regular darker blue colour. His smiles turned graver, yet curled at one side in a half smile.

" 'Bout time we got this party started, wouldn' ye agree?" He said, looking down at the little mechs. His arm clicked and there was a quiet grinding noise as the torpedoes wedged their way into place and ready. It was like the chamber of a pistol, the armour able to pop up to be refilled then pushed back down into place to shoot. Except these were no bullets, these were torpedoes that exploded with contact, and despite their weight and the amount of energy it took to fire them, could do quite a lot of damage whent hey hit their target.

[Neo Calrissian]

"Indeed, Shipwreck. This is Bloodhound and Darkk, I have taken the liberty of downloading their schematics to you."
At this he lent in, whispering to Shipwreck.
"Be careful of Darkk..."

[Thunderclap]

Shipwreck dipped his head politely to the two other mechs. "Ahoy there Bloodhound, Darkk." He smiled cheerily. He quickly went over the schematics and then puhed them aside for now. 'Bah! It can wait I suppose....' Now he was ready.

Be careful of Darkk. Why? What was so dangerous or different about him? Shipwreck gave a puzzled expression to Disgrace. But the question could be answered later, there wasn't really time fr discussion.

He drew up to his full height, giving a hesitant, this isn't over look as he pulled himself back upright. "Aye aye, sir...." He said, then pulling himself up to his full proud and tall height he looked down at the smaller bots. Ready.

[Neo Calrissian]

"He is... easily upset, shall we say..."
Disgrace came away, giving the troops a reassuring look.
"Okay! We're against pretty steep odds, but I have a plan! Supremacy Drones are totally dependent on a close-by controller, so if we can reach that controller, there is hope! I assure you, friends, I will lead you today through the gates of Pit, but lead you I will! Who's with me?"
"I!"
"I..."
"Aye... I!"
Prominence dashed up after them, tripping over himself several times.
"I."
Blindspot calmly walked up a different corridor. Bloodhound went to greet him, but Disgrace stopped him.
He looked the seer up.
He looked him down.
He raised a hand, and sent billions of volts of charged electricity through him, causing him to crash into a wall with a dull thud...

[Thunderclap]

Shipwreck raised a mighty fist and thrusted it up above his head, being careful not to smash the ceiling. " I! " He roared in approval. He smiled then turned slightly to see Blindspot appear. He was about to say something, when there was a bizzap and the thud of mech on wall.

His mood darkened and he roared angily, bending over and thrusting his hands to separate the two mechs. He slapped one in front of blindspot with two fingers to hold him there, while blocked the seer from Disgrace with the other hand, the back towards the bot. He turned his head to look at Disgrace, his optic band dark and questioning.

" Ye 'ave an explanation?"

[Neo Calrissian]

Disgrace remained totally calm.
"Certainly, Shipwreck. Perhaps you detect three slender lengths of steel, showing from under each sleeve of Blindspot's robe? Perhaps you might even detect a certain level of malice, and static in his voice that was absent last time you met him?"
"Oh, Primus... You mean..."
"Yes, Prominence. That is not Blindspot.
It is Termination."
The body of Blindspot jerked, and a cold, sadistic laugh issued from it.
"Heh heh heh... Well done, Disgrace. I woudn't of thought that I was so undiscreet. Still... enough smalltalk..."
With a roar, Termination fired three phsycic bolts, one at Disgrace, which sent him sprawling, and two at Shipwreck...

[Thunderclap]

Shipwreck's optics widened in surprise. He was about to say something, again, and was cut off by the phsycic bolts. They caught him off guard and he fell backwards with a roar in pain. He clutched the sides of his head, feeling as if he would rip out the radio and ship antanae out and retreated a few steps.
With a roar, he got a hold of himself, shaking slightly from the shock and if looks cold kill, Termination would be mince meat.
"NO ONE EVER DOES THAT AND GET AWAY WITH IT! I'LL SCRAMBLE YOUR CUIRCUITRY SO BAD NO ONE WOULD BE ABLE TO TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN YOUR HEAD AND YOUR STERN!" He roared with his head spinning, leaping forwards with his large arms spread wide in front of him as he kicked off the ground to tackle Termination with the force of a battle destroyer! "THE WORLD WILL KNOW THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN THE COLOUR OF YOUR ARMOUR AND THE COLOUR OF YOUR INSIDES! YARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!"

[Neo Calrissian]

"No! Don't hurt Blindspot!"
Prominence hurled himself at Shipwreck's ankle, bouncing futiley off his armor.
Termination laughed crulely, and fired another pshycic bolt at Shipwreck.
"Your attacks are meaningless to me, giant oaf!"

[Thunderclap]

Shipwreck stumbled, falling stomach first on the ground. His mind screamed panic and pain, and Shipwreck did his best to push it all away. Prominence's attempts were failing slightly, Shipwreck seemed to be going at a slower pace but still furiously angry. With a roar, he raised a hand and reached to snatch Termination up.

"Come HERE, MMMMMAGGOT!" He screeched.

[Neo Calrissian]

As Shipwreck stumbled, Termination laughed again. He grabbed the hem of his robe, and pulled it over his head. In one swift motion, he pulled it off and threw it away, standing tall and menacing in his true form.
"There, you see! Even the greatest Autobots dare not stand before me! I-"
Termination gasped, as a blade pierced his back, and sank in almost three inches. In the confusion, Darkk had sneaked up behind the warlord and rammed his sword into him. He yanked it away, with a quiet whisper of; "Thank you, Apocolypto..." And turned to meet Shipwreck with the blade, thrusting at his shin...

[Thunderclap]

Shipwreck saw Termination go down and when the sight of Darkk reached his optics and registered in his head, he was skidding on the breaks. He swerved to once side, trying to miss the mechs. He flipped over onto one side pushing off the ground to miss the blade aimed at his shin, giving a mighty leap. He crashed into the wall on the other side, missing Darkk by a few metres.

Grunting, Shipwreck flipped over onto his back and rubbed his head. The room moving about, seeing double. His head really hurt now and the tear down the side of his armour was a few inches longer. He groaned and sat up, back to the wall. He put a hand ot the side of his head and tried to focus on Darkk. Running head long into a wall really kncoked some sence into you...