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Chapter 9: Seeing Red
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"Y'know, I can tell you about someone that will help ya out." Rattrap said.
"Who?" Sandstrike asked.
"Well, I dunno if I should tell ya....." Rattrap said, hinting at something.
"All right, all right. I'll keep my mouth shut!" Sandtrike said, "Who is it?
"Good, yer learnin'!" Rattrap laughed. "His name is Red Convoy. An ole frat buddy of mine. We used to parte togetha."
Sandstrike thought about this for a minute. A college buddy of Rattrap's? "A college buddy? You think you could me any more bad luck?"
"Hey scalebelly, you want help or not?" Rattrap poked a finger in Sandstriker's face. "You can find Red Convoy back on Cybertron."
"Cybertron? But I'm heading to Earth!!!" Sandstrike protested.
"Fine, then. Suit yourself." Rattrap said and jaunted off.
Sandstrike thought about this for a nanacycle. If I head to Cybertron real quick, get the help I need, then high tail it back to Earth, I can stop Megatron.
Sandstrike walked along the dark corridors in the underground catacombs of Cybertron. He checked the coordinates that Rattrap had left him with. He was close to find this Red Convoy. Or whoever he really was. He stopped when he had reached the right point. He faced a small metal door, barely his shoulder width. Judging the size of the door, he assumed Red Convoy must be pretty small.
He weighted the idea in his head, go in or leave? He decided to try this luck since he had come all the way across the galaxy to find this guy.
The door opened automatically before him and he walked in. To his surprise he found the room to be several stories high. The big room captured his attention until a voice sounded from across the room, "Why'd you come in the micro door?"
"Huh?" Sandstrike said, looking around for who said that.
"Over here, lizard." The voice came again. This time from behind Sandstrike. He twirled around and faced.....a knee?
He looked up into a massive transformer. His first thought was Prime.
"I'm Red Convoy." The red transformer said, "And you are...?"
"I'm Sandstrike." He said, "Rattrap told me I would find you here. You look kind of like-"
"Prime? I get that a lot. But no, I'm just a Cybertronian fire fighter. Rattrap and I were college buddies." He said.
"It's great to chat, Convoy, but I've got some important business to attend and I need your help." Sandstrike said.
"Sure. If the vermin recommended you, then it must be important." Red said.
"Yeah." Sandstrike said.
What do you do now?
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