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Chapter 6: The Plot Thickens.
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In the back of the large hall, a lone figure stood up. He was cloaked and well hidden amongst the countless Maximals in attendance.
The figure, head bowed and shrouded in darkness, made his way to the stage. All the attendants, including the Elders and the humans we shocked. No weapons were allowed to these gatherings.
The figure reached the stage and began to speak.
"These humans are liars and theives. For countless years they have stolen Cybertronian technology to use for their own ends. They masquerade as 'Power Rangers' claiming they are the protectors of the Earth. We all know who defended Earth. It wasn't a band of underdeveloped teenagers. The Autobots protected Earth." The Galaxy Rangers looked terribly astonished at the accusation.
"Sir," asked Hot Rod "who are you to accuse these delegates from the Leage of Planets."
The hooded figure reaches to pull back his covering.
"I... am..." the figure pulls back his hood. "...Dinobot!" gasps escape from the Maximals.
"You... are a Predacon." screams Kup in a near fit of hatred.
"Me Grimlock say arrest him!" snarled the elder.
From behind the stage four Maximal Police Officers rush up to Dinobot and strip away the rest of his cloak.
All shriek.
"What is this!?" Goldbug nearly screams.
"I... have a long story to tell. One that may not be welcome here." answered Dinobot as he dropped his head.
"W-What is this creature doing here? We were assured this would be a forum of peace!" asked the red-clad Galaxy Ranger.
Grimlock whipped his head in the direction of the humans. "Me Grimlock say you be quiet, we still not hear all your story. Sit down, shut up, and wait your turn!"
The Rangers, astonished, took a seat and began to talk amongst themselves.
Dinobot, still standing, snarled at the gaurds who were still trying to keep their distance from him.
"Why are you here, Predacon?" asked the impatient Hot Rod.
"I am here to save Cybertron from destruction." replied Dinobot, rather quickly. Chatter arose from the crowd. Hot Rod raised his hand to silence them.
"What has happened to your commander and his ship?" Hot Rod's questions drove on.
"Megatron was mad. He attempted to conquer Cybertron in the past. I defected to join the Axalon's cre-" Dinobot was interrupted.
"The Axalon and her crew survived?!?!?" Kup asked with concern.
"I... Don't know. I'm not even for sure how I was returned here."
Before Dinobot could continue with his story, the power to the building is cut off. Darkness ensued. An explosion came from the back of the room, lighting all for a brief second. Dinobot made out seven figures entering the room. Gun fire errupted as the panic stricken Maximals scattered about.
Dinobot ran for cover, nearly running into Sandstrike.
"You... A Predacon!" Sandstrike nearly lost control of his anger. "This is your fault!"
"No, it is not. There is no time to explain what has happened. Stay with me or you will die." Dinobot spoke like a true warrior.
The two ran behind the stage. Sandstrike tripped and toppled over. When he got to his feat he realized it was a grouping of bodies that he had stumbled over. He knelt down. He knew he couldn't see in the dark. He had almost forgotten. His reptillian form could see near perfectly in the absence of light.
Quickly, he transformed. Dinobot just looked and watched as Sandstrike inspected the bodies.
Hot Rod, Kup, and Goldbug were dead. The wounds on their bodies were far too horrific for even Sandstrike to stand. He looked away only to see a large grey monstrosity bearing down on him.
Sandstrike quickly moved out of the way. Grimlock nearly fell over in pain. He was heavily damaged.
"We should get out of here." Dinobot commanded.
"But what about Grimlock? He's not dead, we have to help him!" pleaded Sandstrike, ever respectful of his elders.
"Yes. He could assist us greatly. Quickly, before we are spotted. I know of the back exit."
Dinobot lead Sandstrike through the darkness. Each had to drag a portion of the large elder. After about a cycle of manuvering through the labryinthine tunnels of the Maximal building, the trio was outside.
Dinobot turned to inspect the surroundings. A battle, although small, had taken place. There were a few bodies scattered about.
A damaged, but functional, transport lay off of the road a few meters from them. Dinobot motioned Sandstrike and they loaded Grimlock's body onboard.
The day had just started, and so had the adventure.
What do you do now?
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