Both of there eyes trailed over to the explosion. Different compunds of metals and glass had been blown apart in the explosion throwing most of the bots around down to the ground. Through the muss of noise abyss called out, "What in the name of the matrix is that?" Sandstrike followed her gaze to the now cumbling building. Towering above the rather small forms were three huge forms.
Sandstrike watched them with aw. The first shot a red beam at one of the other two sending it crashing to the ground while the third congragulated the bot calling him "devastator."
"devastator? I remember hearing something about him in great war history calsses back in high school." abyss exclaimed.
"Me too, something about combiners...and decepticons."
"decepticons? we don't have the weoponry to deal with a ship load of predacons let alone a combiner decepticon and whoever that is." As abyss said this the third bot stood back up. everyone there recognized him as the ancient form of OPTIMUS PRIME. The crowd cheered.
"allright megatron your going down!"

What do you do now?

	continue the battle
	I say let devastator smash him

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Story program written by Valerie Mates