"......"

You stared in horror as the robot stepped into view, flexing his enormous claw-like servos and its long tail. Russel had been right-there had been packs of Decepticons-on Earth.

Your legs shook as the wolf-like Decepticon peered down with his glinting yellow eyes. But before you could even take a step back, two of the other Decepticon stomped forward, and with one swipe, held you, Denny, and Russel up from the ground.

The red-one that looked similar to a crab held Denny while the taller one with antlers held you and Russel.

"Ugh! Let go!"

"Watch it!"

Russel shouted as he tried to break himself free from the grip, kicking and yelling as he did so. You did the same as you flared your arms and legs, trying to escape, but the grip around you only tighten. The inspector who was holding you scowled and shook his dark antlers in disgust, as you hit his digits with your fist.

"Eyo this human's annoyingly active. Would' t ev be better if I just crush it."

"Now, now, brother. Those humans are in important need. Killing them right now won't do."

The deer like Decepticon growled as he stared down at you and Russel with his glowing red optics, which send you shivers down your back.

You felt numb by his words and stopped moving-He was right, he can squash you like an insect.

"Fracture, perhaps one of your little friends can help relieve the Minicon of his duties for a while."

The purple, lanky bot nodded and turned toward the command center. And with your surprise, his shoulder armor detached itself from the bot, which transformed into a small, round bot. It jumped on to the command motor control and started to click on codes.

"I beg your pardon?!"

Fixit whirled to face the wolfish bot as if to stand his ground.

"Oh, don't worry. Just upgrading your security system."

The bot answered slyly, now on his knees, peering down at Fixit with his utmost smugness.

"Well, with the limited amount of materials on Earth, there is possibly nothing to do to upgrade"

Fixit tried to butt in but was stopped again by the towering bot.

"But you are wrong, or aren't you aware of my previous crimes? Bring up my dossier, Airazor!"

The small bot called Airazor opened up a screen, which contained the picture of the bluish bot from the front and back.

"Oh, I am well aware of your crimes-jailed for instigating a rebellion, knowledge of subsonic-"

"Precisely-Subsonics! Your security system can be easily rewired to emit sonic impulses that don't affect BOTs outfitted with the special chips I cobbled for my friends and me. But aren't nearly kinda standard auto and Dinobots as Bee and his team will soon discover."

With that, the bot flicked Fixit with his sharp servos, sending the tiny orange bot's head backward. You gulped and glanced at Denny and Russel, who stared back at you with blank expressions on their faces.

There was nothing they could do-you were literally stuck between Decepticons, now who are in packs, and if you even unintentionally piss them off, only luck would give you the chance to survive.

⭐️

The five automobiles screeched down the highway and stopped in the scrapyard gates. Within seconds, they transformed and saw Underbite standing guard at the entrance.

"Sorry Autobots, you ain't on the guest list."
"You have that backward Underbite."
"Yeah? Then why don't you tell Thunder cruncher and bold smasher?"

The bot answered as he flexed his armors.
Instantly, Bee ran forward for the attack, but as he did so, the bot immediately fell to his knees as he covered his audio receptors in pain.

"Bee? What's the matter!"

"Ugh..th-the sound! Agh!"

"Like the tone of our new ring bell?"

The bots looked up and saw to their horror, the rest of the Decepticons, carrying Denny, Russel and you. You shook your head violently as the hot-headed red bot angrily stepped toward you.

"No! Sideswipe! Don't come near. We are perfectly fine!"

You yelled, trying to cover up the fear in the tone. The other bots followed suit and instantly fell to their knees like Bee.

"Autobots, turn off your audio receptors!"

The yellow bot yelled, but he once again covered his helm in intense pain.

"I would have modified the defense field to destroy you, but the power source was too limited."

"Bee, we are okay. We are fine!"

"Yeah, Bee! Don't listen to him!"

You shouted but soon regretted as the grip around you tightened like hell as if to burst out your lungs.

The other small bot, or Minicons, had a sturdy grip for its size and the sharp claw-like servos were big enough to rip through flesh.

"Let them go Steeljaw!"
"I am warning you, leave (y/n) alone!"
"Before letting them go, how about listening to our team's demands first?"

The bot then slowly lowered his servos, which directed toward your throat only inches away.

You internally yelled in fear, but just stared back at the Autobots. All of them instantly froze as the sharpened servo glided up and down dangerously your body.

"It would be a shame to slay such a beautiful femme, wouldn't it?"

Steeljaw purred toward his onlookers as he now gradually closed his digits one by one around your body. Your legs were becoming wobbly as you stood there, motionless like a statue. All you could do is plead to your robot friends with your wide, fearful eyes. Bee's blue optics widened as your eyes met his.

"Don't...Listen!"

You mouthed, but the bots had no choice. One move, and you and the others could be in grave danger.

"Throw us your weapons~."

At his words, the bots instantly drew out their Decepticon hunters and threw them toward their enemy.

"Bumblebee don't!"

Russel yelled as the weapons hit the floor with a clang.

"Thunderhoof, bring them here."

"Go here-do that-I was a boss on Cybertron!"

The bot named Thunderhoof yelled in disgust.

"This is not Cybertron."

Steeljaw growled at his companion as the Decepticon glared back at him with his red optics. Thunderhoof grunted at his words, then grudgingly scooped up the weapons and tossed them in front of the Decepticons.

"Fine, just leave them here. There is no way you and your motley crew to retrieve them through the sonic field."

"I..will!...find..a...way.!"

"By the time you do so, you will be outnumbered by our Decepticon brothers and be ripped into shreds."

The bot than turned and the others followed, still having you and Russel, Denny in their hands. You stared at the Autobots with a sad expression on your face as you were half-dragged away from your friends, who were also sharing the same devastated look on their faceplates.

You were done, you knew it.

There was no way they could help you, and all you could depend is on whether the Decepticons would crush you now or later.

Back at the command center, you followed the bots with your fearful eyes and prowled around the area. All three of you couldn't run because even if you were free from the Decepticon's grasp, they were standing side by side, towering over you like giants.

"Open up the pods and set our brothers free, Clampdown."

The Decepticon obliged as he menacingly flexed his claws and headed toward the pile.

"Wait, wait!"

You gulped again as the bot closed nearer to the pods. It is the end. Now, Earth had no hope. Then with your surprise, Fixit dashed forward, blocking the bot approaching further. Steeljaw stared down at the bot with his optic ridge raised in half amusement and annoyance.

"Uh..the pods can only be opened at the command counsel or-or-or"

With a loud clang, Clampdown hit the small bot on the back.

"Or..they explode!"

Underbite sniffed at the bot then murmured in a deep voice, "He is lying...I could smell him!"

But before he could do more than sniff, Steeljaw swiftly lifted Fixit from the air and threw him hard, toward the command center.

"Then you will open the pods..."

The Decepticon growled as Fixit yelped in pain while landing on the hard surface.

"Haha, I will be happy to!"

You looked at Denny and Russel.
"Seriously, what can we do now?"

"We don't have a chance...Not with these normal Robo crooks waiting to stomp us at any moment."

Denny sighed as he averted his eyes from you and stared at the ground.

"I am not sure, Dad. Look!"

You stared at the direction Russel was pointing. Underbite was standing guard around you guys, but not entirely. He was staring at something else-a white boat that was on the other side at the scrapyard.

"Um...."

You heard him gulp as he stared at the machine as if he was...hungry? You were initially confused at his action-I never thought they would eat metal. However, the thought was soon wiped away as you locked eyes with Russel. He grinned, and you then realized, you now had the chance.

"Run!"