Silas: Leader Of M.E.C.H

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[m-e-c-h-official]

A metallic tap echoed out from somewhere inside the base Silas and his men were based. Where they had dragged Slingshot back too.

…

Activate security and take us to the safe house. I don’t want any of his little friends to get any ideas.

[motormaster-official]

Another metallic tap then silence, pure utter silence. Something was here and hunting. The tapping might've been whoever was here testing the strength of the walls.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas signaled his men to carry the prisoner into the lower parts of the base]

“I want him in the secured room with the reinforced concrete. We are not have a repeat of that Decepticon we captured”

[Silas himself climbed into an elevator and began his descent]

[motormaster-official]

No steps echoed out, hard to tell whoever was here was moving at all. The silence, if there were no other sounds, would be deafening.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Meanwhile in the secure zone at the bottom of the structure Silas stood and watched as Slingshot, still unconscious, was strapped to the ground. Various M.E.C.H scientists approached with tools of every kind preparing to cut into him. Silas jerked his head at one of the soldiers]

Wake him up.

[the soldier nodded and administered an electrical shock to the bindings. Slingshot awoke with a gasp. He tried to yank at the restraints but every time he did he was only met with another intensely painful shock]

I hope you suffer and die.

[he spat. Silas only smirked.]

Even if I do, you will not function to see it.

[motormaster-official]

Slowly the hunter got lower and lower. Eventually made it the lowest part and stood at the entrance of the secure zone. Silent, calculating. Thud. Thud. Thud.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Screaming filled the room as the scientists took metal grinders to the mech’s chassis. Saws and torches pealing away layers of plating and living metal. Some soldiers milling about routinely wiped away the pooling energon. Silas looked on with a bored smile as Slingshot’s optics flickered dimly behind his visor]

[motormaster-official]

Thud, THUD.

SMASH!

Motormaster stepped in after he broke the wall. His steps slow and yet calculated as he observed everything in the room; the humans, the equipment, before his gaze finally landed on Slingshot. His engine revved and growled loudly, smog coming his smokestacks. Seeing the flier in so much pain and hurt so much, pissed him off in a way he never felt before.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[the various humans all seemed to cower except one. Silas scowled as he turned to the soldier next to him.]

I thought I told you to activate security specifically so things like that—

[he jerked his helmet toward Motormaster]

—don’t get in here.

[Meanwhile, Slingshot lay very still, chained to the ground as energon bubbles out of his wounds. He groaned slightly, seemingly not very aware]

[motormaster-official]

Mean like this, Silas?

Motormaster chucked a piece of one the security measures at the soldier next to him, with such speed and velocity it impaled.

Pathetic, really.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas looks on, seemingly bored]

Hm. Guards, bring him down too, his strength is impressive.

[about a dozen armed guards step forward out of the shadows]

[motormaster-official]

Motormaster only glanced, seemingly not impressed. He began to approach where Slingshot was bound down and went to free him. Not caring to look where he stepped. Definitely squished quite a few of the people who didn't move in time.

Go ahead. Try.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[the soldiers began to fire at Motormaster while the smarter scientists tried to make a run for it. Silas just stood there.]

[the pool of energon on the floor around slingshot continued to grow]

[motormaster-official]

He was completely unfazed by the fire on him. Didn't even make him flinch as he crouched down and grabbed one of the smarter scientists.

Repair him now and you just might get to live.

[m-e-c-h-official]

Hm, particularly more resistant than other specimens.

[he turned halfway towards the nearest scientist]

Do note that.

As for you,

[he turned back to Motormaster]

You do not get to make demands of me.

[motormaster-official]

Motormaster rolled his optics, and then dropped the scientist from high place and had their bones shatter. He turned his focus to Slingshot. Never was a healer, he was meant to destroy... but maybe he could do some emergency patching. Even while being attacked.

He stomped to kill more humans as he grabbed things to try and stop Slingshot from bleeding out. To close the wounds as best he could. Didn't need him offlining. Couldn't even bear having the thought of losing Slingshot.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas glanced around at the blood soaked concrete and finally seemed to realize the fact that they weren’t winning.]

M.E.C.H. tactical retreat. Now.

[motormaster-official]

He finished the patch jobs best he could. Motormaster gaze then flicked over to Silas. Stood up tall and made fast steps over, lunged and grabbed Silas. He held him up high and made sure his grasp was crushing him.

You don't get to leave.

[m-e-c-h-official]

Urgk—!

[m-e-c-h-official]

A metallic tap echoed out from somewhere inside the base Silas and his men were based. Where they had dragged Slingshot back too.

…

Activate security and take us to the safe house. I don’t want any of his little friends to get any ideas.

[motormaster-official]

Another metallic tap then silence, pure utter silence. Something was here and hunting. The tapping might've been whoever was here testing the strength of the walls.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas signaled his men to carry the prisoner into the lower parts of the base]

“I want him in the secured room with the reinforced concrete. We are not have a repeat of that Decepticon we captured”

[Silas himself climbed into an elevator and began his descent]

[motormaster-official]

No steps echoed out, hard to tell whoever was here was moving at all. The silence, if there were no other sounds, would be deafening.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Meanwhile in the secure zone at the bottom of the structure Silas stood and watched as Slingshot, still unconscious, was strapped to the ground. Various M.E.C.H scientists approached with tools of every kind preparing to cut into him. Silas jerked his head at one of the soldiers]

Wake him up.

[the soldier nodded and administered an electrical shock to the bindings. Slingshot awoke with a gasp. He tried to yank at the restraints but every time he did he was only met with another intensely painful shock]

I hope you suffer and die.

[he spat. Silas only smirked.]

Even if I do, you will not function to see it.

[motormaster-official]

Slowly the hunter got lower and lower. Eventually made it the lowest part and stood at the entrance of the secure zone. Silent, calculating. Thud. Thud. Thud.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Screaming filled the room as the scientists took metal grinders to the mech’s chassis. Saws and torches pealing away layers of plating and living metal. Some soldiers milling about routinely wiped away the pooling energon. Silas looked on with a bored smile as Slingshot’s optics flickered dimly behind his visor]

[motormaster-official]

Thud, THUD.

SMASH!

Motormaster stepped in after he broke the wall. His steps slow and yet calculated as he observed everything in the room; the humans, the equipment, before his gaze finally landed on Slingshot. His engine revved and growled loudly, smog coming his smokestacks. Seeing the flier in so much pain and hurt so much, pissed him off in a way he never felt before.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[the various humans all seemed to cower except one. Silas scowled as he turned to the soldier next to him.]

I thought I told you to activate security specifically so things like that—

[he jerked his helmet toward Motormaster]

—don’t get in here.

[Meanwhile, Slingshot lay very still, chained to the ground as energon bubbles out of his wounds. He groaned slightly, seemingly not very aware]

[motormaster-official]

Mean like this, Silas?

Motormaster chucked a piece of one the security measures at the soldier next to him, with such speed and velocity it impaled.

Pathetic, really.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas looks on, seemingly bored]

Hm. Guards, bring him down too, his strength is impressive.

[about a dozen armed guards step forward out of the shadows]

[motormaster-official]

Motormaster only glanced, seemingly not impressed. He began to approach where Slingshot was bound down and went to free him. Not caring to look where he stepped. Definitely squished quite a few of the people who didn't move in time.

Go ahead. Try.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[the soldiers began to fire at Motormaster while the smarter scientists tried to make a run for it. Silas just stood there.]

[the pool of energon on the floor around slingshot continued to grow]

[motormaster-official]

He was completely unfazed by the fire on him. Didn't even make him flinch as he crouched down and grabbed one of the smarter scientists.

Repair him now and you just might get to live.

[m-e-c-h-official]

Hm, particularly more resistant than other specimens.

[he turned halfway towards the nearest scientist]

Do note that.

As for you,

[he turned back to Motormaster]

You do not get to make demands of me.

[motormaster-official]

Motormaster rolled his optics, and then dropped the scientist from high place and had their bones shatter. He turned his focus to Slingshot. Never was a healer, he was meant to destroy... but maybe he could do some emergency patching. Even while being attacked.

He stomped to kill more humans as he grabbed things to try and stop Slingshot from bleeding out. To close the wounds as best he could. Didn't need him offlining. Couldn't even bear having the thought of losing Slingshot.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas glanced around at the blood soaked concrete and finally seemed to realize the fact that they weren’t winning.]

M.E.C.H. tactical retreat. Now.

[m-e-c-h-official]

A metallic tap echoed out from somewhere inside the base Silas and his men were based. Where they had dragged Slingshot back too.

…

Activate security and take us to the safe house. I don’t want any of his little friends to get any ideas.

[motormaster-official]

Another metallic tap then silence, pure utter silence. Something was here and hunting. The tapping might've been whoever was here testing the strength of the walls.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas signaled his men to carry the prisoner into the lower parts of the base]

“I want him in the secured room with the reinforced concrete. We are not have a repeat of that Decepticon we captured”

[Silas himself climbed into an elevator and began his descent]

[motormaster-official]

No steps echoed out, hard to tell whoever was here was moving at all. The silence, if there were no other sounds, would be deafening.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Meanwhile in the secure zone at the bottom of the structure Silas stood and watched as Slingshot, still unconscious, was strapped to the ground. Various M.E.C.H scientists approached with tools of every kind preparing to cut into him. Silas jerked his head at one of the soldiers]

Wake him up.

[the soldier nodded and administered an electrical shock to the bindings. Slingshot awoke with a gasp. He tried to yank at the restraints but every time he did he was only met with another intensely painful shock]

I hope you suffer and die.

[he spat. Silas only smirked.]

Even if I do, you will not function to see it.

[motormaster-official]

Slowly the hunter got lower and lower. Eventually made it the lowest part and stood at the entrance of the secure zone. Silent, calculating. Thud. Thud. Thud.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Screaming filled the room as the scientists took metal grinders to the mech’s chassis. Saws and torches pealing away layers of plating and living metal. Some soldiers milling about routinely wiped away the pooling energon. Silas looked on with a bored smile as Slingshot’s optics flickered dimly behind his visor]

[motormaster-official]

Thud, THUD.

SMASH!

Motormaster stepped in after he broke the wall. His steps slow and yet calculated as he observed everything in the room; the humans, the equipment, before his gaze finally landed on Slingshot. His engine revved and growled loudly, smog coming his smokestacks. Seeing the flier in so much pain and hurt so much, pissed him off in a way he never felt before.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[the various humans all seemed to cower except one. Silas scowled as he turned to the soldier next to him.]

I thought I told you to activate security specifically so things like that—

[he jerked his helmet toward Motormaster]

—don’t get in here.

[Meanwhile, Slingshot lay very still, chained to the ground as energon bubbles out of his wounds. He groaned slightly, seemingly not very aware]

[motormaster-official]

Mean like this, Silas?

Motormaster chucked a piece of one the security measures at the soldier next to him, with such speed and velocity it impaled.

Pathetic, really.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas looks on, seemingly bored]

Hm. Guards, bring him down too, his strength is impressive.

[about a dozen armed guards step forward out of the shadows]

[motormaster-official]

Motormaster only glanced, seemingly not impressed. He began to approach where Slingshot was bound down and went to free him. Not caring to look where he stepped. Definitely squished quite a few of the people who didn't move in time.

Go ahead. Try.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[the soldiers began to fire at Motormaster while the smarter scientists tried to make a run for it. Silas just stood there.]

[the pool of energon on the floor around slingshot continued to grow]

[motormaster-official]

He was completely unfazed by the fire on him. Didn't even make him flinch as he crouched down and grabbed one of the smarter scientists.

Repair him now and you just might get to live.

[m-e-c-h-official]

Hm, particularly more resistant than other specimens.

[he turned halfway towards the nearest scientist]

Do note that.

As for you,

[he turned back to Motormaster]

You do not get to make demands of me.

[m-e-c-h-official]

A metallic tap echoed out from somewhere inside the base Silas and his men were based. Where they had dragged Slingshot back too.

…

Activate security and take us to the safe house. I don’t want any of his little friends to get any ideas.

[motormaster-official]

Another metallic tap then silence, pure utter silence. Something was here and hunting. The tapping might've been whoever was here testing the strength of the walls.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas signaled his men to carry the prisoner into the lower parts of the base]

“I want him in the secured room with the reinforced concrete. We are not have a repeat of that Decepticon we captured”

[Silas himself climbed into an elevator and began his descent]

[motormaster-official]

No steps echoed out, hard to tell whoever was here was moving at all. The silence, if there were no other sounds, would be deafening.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Meanwhile in the secure zone at the bottom of the structure Silas stood and watched as Slingshot, still unconscious, was strapped to the ground. Various M.E.C.H scientists approached with tools of every kind preparing to cut into him. Silas jerked his head at one of the soldiers]

Wake him up.

[the soldier nodded and administered an electrical shock to the bindings. Slingshot awoke with a gasp. He tried to yank at the restraints but every time he did he was only met with another intensely painful shock]

I hope you suffer and die.

[he spat. Silas only smirked.]

Even if I do, you will not function to see it.

[motormaster-official]

Slowly the hunter got lower and lower. Eventually made it the lowest part and stood at the entrance of the secure zone. Silent, calculating. Thud. Thud. Thud.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Screaming filled the room as the scientists took metal grinders to the mech’s chassis. Saws and torches pealing away layers of plating and living metal. Some soldiers milling about routinely wiped away the pooling energon. Silas looked on with a bored smile as Slingshot’s optics flickered dimly behind his visor]

[motormaster-official]

Thud, THUD.

SMASH!

Motormaster stepped in after he broke the wall. His steps slow and yet calculated as he observed everything in the room; the humans, the equipment, before his gaze finally landed on Slingshot. His engine revved and growled loudly, smog coming his smokestacks. Seeing the flier in so much pain and hurt so much, pissed him off in a way he never felt before.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[the various humans all seemed to cower except one. Silas scowled as he turned to the soldier next to him.]

I thought I told you to activate security specifically so things like that—

[he jerked his helmet toward Motormaster]

—don’t get in here.

[Meanwhile, Slingshot lay very still, chained to the ground as energon bubbles out of his wounds. He groaned slightly, seemingly not very aware]

[motormaster-official]

Mean like this, Silas?

Motormaster chucked a piece of one the security measures at the soldier next to him, with such speed and velocity it impaled.

Pathetic, really.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas looks on, seemingly bored]

Hm. Guards, bring him down too, his strength is impressive.

[about a dozen armed guards step forward out of the shadows]

[motormaster-official]

Motormaster only glanced, seemingly not impressed. He began to approach where Slingshot was bound down and went to free him. Not caring to look where he stepped. Definitely squished quite a few of the people who didn't move in time.

Go ahead. Try.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[the soldiers began to fire at Motormaster while the smarter scientists tried to make a run for it. Silas just stood there.]

[the pool of energon on the floor around slingshot continued to grow]

[m-e-c-h-official]

A metallic tap echoed out from somewhere inside the base Silas and his men were based. Where they had dragged Slingshot back too.

…

Activate security and take us to the safe house. I don’t want any of his little friends to get any ideas.

[motormaster-official]

Another metallic tap then silence, pure utter silence. Something was here and hunting. The tapping might've been whoever was here testing the strength of the walls.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas signaled his men to carry the prisoner into the lower parts of the base]

“I want him in the secured room with the reinforced concrete. We are not have a repeat of that Decepticon we captured”

[Silas himself climbed into an elevator and began his descent]

[motormaster-official]

No steps echoed out, hard to tell whoever was here was moving at all. The silence, if there were no other sounds, would be deafening.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Meanwhile in the secure zone at the bottom of the structure Silas stood and watched as Slingshot, still unconscious, was strapped to the ground. Various M.E.C.H scientists approached with tools of every kind preparing to cut into him. Silas jerked his head at one of the soldiers]

Wake him up.

[the soldier nodded and administered an electrical shock to the bindings. Slingshot awoke with a gasp. He tried to yank at the restraints but every time he did he was only met with another intensely painful shock]

I hope you suffer and die.

[he spat. Silas only smirked.]

Even if I do, you will not function to see it.

[motormaster-official]

Slowly the hunter got lower and lower. Eventually made it the lowest part and stood at the entrance of the secure zone. Silent, calculating. Thud. Thud. Thud.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Screaming filled the room as the scientists took metal grinders to the mech’s chassis. Saws and torches pealing away layers of plating and living metal. Some soldiers milling about routinely wiped away the pooling energon. Silas looked on with a bored smile as Slingshot’s optics flickered dimly behind his visor]

[motormaster-official]

Thud, THUD.

SMASH!

Motormaster stepped in after he broke the wall. His steps slow and yet calculated as he observed everything in the room; the humans, the equipment, before his gaze finally landed on Slingshot. His engine revved and growled loudly, smog coming his smokestacks. Seeing the flier in so much pain and hurt so much, pissed him off in a way he never felt before.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[the various humans all seemed to cower except one. Silas scowled as he turned to the soldier next to him.]

I thought I told you to activate security specifically so things like that—

[he jerked his helmet toward Motormaster]

—don’t get in here.

[Meanwhile, Slingshot lay very still, chained to the ground as energon bubbles out of his wounds. He groaned slightly, seemingly not very aware]

[motormaster-official]

Mean like this, Silas?

Motormaster chucked a piece of one the security measures at the soldier next to him, with such speed and velocity it impaled.

Pathetic, really.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas looks on, seemingly bored]

Hm. Guards, bring him down too, his strength is impressive.

[about a dozen armed guards step forward out of the shadows]

[m-e-c-h-official]

A metallic tap echoed out from somewhere inside the base Silas and his men were based. Where they had dragged Slingshot back too.

…

Activate security and take us to the safe house. I don’t want any of his little friends to get any ideas.

[motormaster-official]

Another metallic tap then silence, pure utter silence. Something was here and hunting. The tapping might've been whoever was here testing the strength of the walls.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas signaled his men to carry the prisoner into the lower parts of the base]

“I want him in the secured room with the reinforced concrete. We are not have a repeat of that Decepticon we captured”

[Silas himself climbed into an elevator and began his descent]

[motormaster-official]

No steps echoed out, hard to tell whoever was here was moving at all. The silence, if there were no other sounds, would be deafening.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Meanwhile in the secure zone at the bottom of the structure Silas stood and watched as Slingshot, still unconscious, was strapped to the ground. Various M.E.C.H scientists approached with tools of every kind preparing to cut into him. Silas jerked his head at one of the soldiers]

Wake him up.

[the soldier nodded and administered an electrical shock to the bindings. Slingshot awoke with a gasp. He tried to yank at the restraints but every time he did he was only met with another intensely painful shock]

I hope you suffer and die.

[he spat. Silas only smirked.]

Even if I do, you will not function to see it.

[motormaster-official]

Slowly the hunter got lower and lower. Eventually made it the lowest part and stood at the entrance of the secure zone. Silent, calculating. Thud. Thud. Thud.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Screaming filled the room as the scientists took metal grinders to the mech’s chassis. Saws and torches pealing away layers of plating and living metal. Some soldiers milling about routinely wiped away the pooling energon. Silas looked on with a bored smile as Slingshot’s optics flickered dimly behind his visor]

[motormaster-official]

Thud, THUD.

SMASH!

Motormaster stepped in after he broke the wall. His steps slow and yet calculated as he observed everything in the room; the humans, the equipment, before his gaze finally landed on Slingshot. His engine revved and growled loudly, smog coming his smokestacks. Seeing the flier in so much pain and hurt so much, pissed him off in a way he never felt before.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[the various humans all seemed to cower except one. Silas scowled as he turned to the soldier next to him.]

I thought I told you to activate security specifically so things like that—

[he jerked his helmet toward Motormaster]

—don’t get in here.

[Meanwhile, Slingshot lay very still, chained to the ground as energon bubbles out of his wounds. He groaned slightly, seemingly not very aware]

[m-e-c-h-official]

A metallic tap echoed out from somewhere inside the base Silas and his men were based. Where they had dragged Slingshot back too.

…

Activate security and take us to the safe house. I don’t want any of his little friends to get any ideas.

[motormaster-official]

Another metallic tap then silence, pure utter silence. Something was here and hunting. The tapping might've been whoever was here testing the strength of the walls.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas signaled his men to carry the prisoner into the lower parts of the base]

“I want him in the secured room with the reinforced concrete. We are not have a repeat of that Decepticon we captured”

[Silas himself climbed into an elevator and began his descent]

[motormaster-official]

No steps echoed out, hard to tell whoever was here was moving at all. The silence, if there were no other sounds, would be deafening.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Meanwhile in the secure zone at the bottom of the structure Silas stood and watched as Slingshot, still unconscious, was strapped to the ground. Various M.E.C.H scientists approached with tools of every kind preparing to cut into him. Silas jerked his head at one of the soldiers]

Wake him up.

[the soldier nodded and administered an electrical shock to the bindings. Slingshot awoke with a gasp. He tried to yank at the restraints but every time he did he was only met with another intensely painful shock]

I hope you suffer and die.

[he spat. Silas only smirked.]

Even if I do, you will not function to see it.

[motormaster-official]

Slowly the hunter got lower and lower. Eventually made it the lowest part and stood at the entrance of the secure zone. Silent, calculating. Thud. Thud. Thud.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Screaming filled the room as the scientists took metal grinders to the mech’s chassis. Saws and torches pealing away layers of plating and living metal. Some soldiers milling about routinely wiped away the pooling energon. Silas looked on with a bored smile as Slingshot’s optics flickered dimly behind his visor]

[m-e-c-h-official]

A metallic tap echoed out from somewhere inside the base Silas and his men were based. Where they had dragged Slingshot back too.

…

Activate security and take us to the safe house. I don’t want any of his little friends to get any ideas.

[motormaster-official]

Another metallic tap then silence, pure utter silence. Something was here and hunting. The tapping might've been whoever was here testing the strength of the walls.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas signaled his men to carry the prisoner into the lower parts of the base]

“I want him in the secured room with the reinforced concrete. We are not have a repeat of that Decepticon we captured”

[Silas himself climbed into an elevator and began his descent]

[motormaster-official]

No steps echoed out, hard to tell whoever was here was moving at all. The silence, if there were no other sounds, would be deafening.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Meanwhile in the secure zone at the bottom of the structure Silas stood and watched as Slingshot, still unconscious, was strapped to the ground. Various M.E.C.H scientists approached with tools of every kind preparing to cut into him. Silas jerked his head at one of the soldiers]

Wake him up.

[the soldier nodded and administered an electrical shock to the bindings. Slingshot awoke with a gasp. He tried to yank at the restraints but every time he did he was only met with another intensely painful shock]

I hope you suffer and die.

[he spat. Silas only smirked.]

Even if I do, you will not function to see it.

[m-e-c-h-official]

A metallic tap echoed out from somewhere inside the base Silas and his men were based. Where they had dragged Slingshot back too.

…

Activate security and take us to the safe house. I don’t want any of his little friends to get any ideas.

[motormaster-official]

Another metallic tap then silence, pure utter silence. Something was here and hunting. The tapping might've been whoever was here testing the strength of the walls.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas signaled his men to carry the prisoner into the lower parts of the base]

“I want him in the secured room with the reinforced concrete. We are not have a repeat of that Decepticon we captured”

[Silas himself climbed into an elevator and began his descent]

[m-e-c-h-official]

A metallic tap echoed out from somewhere inside the base Silas and his men were based. Where they had dragged Slingshot back too.

…

Activate security and take us to the safe house. I don’t want any of his little friends to get any ideas.

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot pressed the throttle further and further and watched the numbers on his instruments rise.]

[a hundred miles, two hundred , five, Mach 1, Mach 2, and just kept rising]

[the spray of the waves breaking just under him stung as it hit his metal]

[As he flew over the beach he transformed and landed on the ground unsteadily, falling to the ground. Thunder roared as a storm rolled in from the water.]

[Slingshot just laid there on the sand. Staring up at the pouring sky. Half grateful that the rain would wash the tears from his face]

[m-e-c-h-official]

“Well, hello there Slingshot.”

[A measured voice came from the tree line as a human in tactical gear stepped out of the shadows. Around him dozens of other militant looking individuals followed and fanned out around him pointing blasters at the mech. The man, with a smug look on his face, held up a hand to keep them at bay]

“I’ll give you one chance to surrender.”

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot jumped up in one smooth motion and braced into a fighting stance]

Excuse me? Who the hell are you supposed to be?

[he glanced around as if plotting an escape]

[m-e-c-h-official]

“Oh? Have you not heard of me? I am Silas. I am M.E.C.H.”

[he waved his hand and a pair of the soldiers stepped forwards with their blaster’s at the ready.]

“One last chance”

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot snarled. A swatted the two soldiers aside. Silver would’ve been pissed if he saw that, but Silver wasn’t here]

You’re the slagger that stole my brother’s T-cog.

[m-e-c-h-official]

“I didn’t steal anything, stealing implies ownership and robots cannot own anything. You do not have brothers because you do not have DNA. But thankfully you lot still serve some purpose. We’ve yet to fully dissect a flying one.”

[he smirked and dropped his hand to his side, the rest of the soldiers suddenly swarmed Slingshot and began to blast him with electrically charged cables]

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot screamed out in frustration as the sharp metal prongs pierced through his plating. The weapons were almost like harpoons as they locked into place and electrocuted him. He snarled but fell to the ground, breathing hard]

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas smirked and waved his hand again, more soldiers came forward with different looking cannons and began to try and tie Slingshot up. Silas strode forward, confident and smug]

“Let’s see what tech makes you tick, robot.”

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot snarled again and suddenly reached out and grabbed a handful of the cables holding him and tore at them. He yanked on the ones he pulled loose and sent the men sprawling across the sand.]

I’ll give you tick.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas scowled and stumbled back he signaled to his men with a shout]

“Fry him!”

“But, sir, that might—“

“We don’t necessarily need him alive to cut apart.”

“Yes, sir.”

[the soldier cranked the voltage higher]

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot screeched and seized up as the electricity coursed through his circuits, frying components and melting connectors. Warnings flooded his HUD about increased internal temperature and electrical damage, a warning flashed front and center proclaiming that stasis lock was eminent he tried to struggle but the feedback from the electricity was too much as he collapsed to the rocky shore in a smoking heap]

[m-e-c-h-official]

[the soldiers glanced between each other before one nervously walked up with a scanning device of some kind. One of them spoke up]

“Is it..?”

“It’s still online.”

[the other answered. Silas nodded to both of them and then signaled for the crew to load up their catch]

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot pressed the throttle further and further and watched the numbers on his instruments rise.]

[a hundred miles, two hundred , five, Mach 1, Mach 2, and just kept rising]

[the spray of the waves breaking just under him stung as it hit his metal]

[As he flew over the beach he transformed and landed on the ground unsteadily, falling to the ground. Thunder roared as a storm rolled in from the water.]

[Slingshot just laid there on the sand. Staring up at the pouring sky. Half grateful that the rain would wash the tears from his face]

[m-e-c-h-official]

“Well, hello there Slingshot.”

[A measured voice came from the tree line as a human in tactical gear stepped out of the shadows. Around him dozens of other militant looking individuals followed and fanned out around him pointing blasters at the mech. The man, with a smug look on his face, held up a hand to keep them at bay]

“I’ll give you one chance to surrender.”

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot jumped up in one smooth motion and braced into a fighting stance]

Excuse me? Who the hell are you supposed to be?

[he glanced around as if plotting an escape]

[m-e-c-h-official]

“Oh? Have you not heard of me? I am Silas. I am M.E.C.H.”

[he waved his hand and a pair of the soldiers stepped forwards with their blaster’s at the ready.]

“One last chance”

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot snarled. A swatted the two soldiers aside. Silver would’ve been pissed if he saw that, but Silver wasn’t here]

You’re the slagger that stole my brother’s T-cog.

[m-e-c-h-official]

“I didn’t steal anything, stealing implies ownership and robots cannot own anything. You do not have brothers because you do not have DNA. But thankfully you lot still serve some purpose. We’ve yet to fully dissect a flying one.”

[he smirked and dropped his hand to his side, the rest of the soldiers suddenly swarmed Slingshot and began to blast him with electrically charged cables]

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot screamed out in frustration as the sharp metal prongs pierced through his plating. The weapons were almost like harpoons as they locked into place and electrocuted him. He snarled but fell to the ground, breathing hard]

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas smirked and waved his hand again, more soldiers came forward with different looking cannons and began to try and tie Slingshot up. Silas strode forward, confident and smug]

“Let’s see what tech makes you tick, robot.”

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot snarled again and suddenly reached out and grabbed a handful of the cables holding him and tore at them. He yanked on the ones he pulled loose and sent the men sprawling across the sand.]

I’ll give you tick.

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas scowled and stumbled back he signaled to his men with a shout]

“Fry him!”

“But, sir, that might—“

“We don’t necessarily need him alive to cut apart.”

“Yes, sir.”

[the soldier cranked the voltage higher]

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot pressed the throttle further and further and watched the numbers on his instruments rise.]

[a hundred miles, two hundred , five, Mach 1, Mach 2, and just kept rising]

[the spray of the waves breaking just under him stung as it hit his metal]

[As he flew over the beach he transformed and landed on the ground unsteadily, falling to the ground. Thunder roared as a storm rolled in from the water.]

[Slingshot just laid there on the sand. Staring up at the pouring sky. Half grateful that the rain would wash the tears from his face]

[m-e-c-h-official]

“Well, hello there Slingshot.”

[A measured voice came from the tree line as a human in tactical gear stepped out of the shadows. Around him dozens of other militant looking individuals followed and fanned out around him pointing blasters at the mech. The man, with a smug look on his face, held up a hand to keep them at bay]

“I’ll give you one chance to surrender.”

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot jumped up in one smooth motion and braced into a fighting stance]

Excuse me? Who the hell are you supposed to be?

[he glanced around as if plotting an escape]

[m-e-c-h-official]

“Oh? Have you not heard of me? I am Silas. I am M.E.C.H.”

[he waved his hand and a pair of the soldiers stepped forwards with their blaster’s at the ready.]

“One last chance”

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot snarled. A swatted the two soldiers aside. Silver would’ve been pissed if he saw that, but Silver wasn’t here]

You’re the slagger that stole my brother’s T-cog.

[m-e-c-h-official]

“I didn’t steal anything, stealing implies ownership and robots cannot own anything. You do not have brothers because you do not have DNA. But thankfully you lot still serve some purpose. We’ve yet to fully dissect a flying one.”

[he smirked and dropped his hand to his side, the rest of the soldiers suddenly swarmed Slingshot and began to blast him with electrically charged cables]

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot screamed out in frustration as the sharp metal prongs pierced through his plating. The weapons were almost like harpoons as they locked into place and electrocuted him. He snarled but fell to the ground, breathing hard]

[m-e-c-h-official]

[Silas smirked and waved his hand again, more soldiers came forward with different looking cannons and began to try and tie Slingshot up. Silas strode forward, confident and smug]

“Let’s see what tech makes you tick, robot.”

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot pressed the throttle further and further and watched the numbers on his instruments rise.]

[a hundred miles, two hundred , five, Mach 1, Mach 2, and just kept rising]

[the spray of the waves breaking just under him stung as it hit his metal]

[As he flew over the beach he transformed and landed on the ground unsteadily, falling to the ground. Thunder roared as a storm rolled in from the water.]

[Slingshot just laid there on the sand. Staring up at the pouring sky. Half grateful that the rain would wash the tears from his face]

[m-e-c-h-official]

“Well, hello there Slingshot.”

[A measured voice came from the tree line as a human in tactical gear stepped out of the shadows. Around him dozens of other militant looking individuals followed and fanned out around him pointing blasters at the mech. The man, with a smug look on his face, held up a hand to keep them at bay]

“I’ll give you one chance to surrender.”

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot jumped up in one smooth motion and braced into a fighting stance]

Excuse me? Who the hell are you supposed to be?

[he glanced around as if plotting an escape]

[m-e-c-h-official]

“Oh? Have you not heard of me? I am Silas. I am M.E.C.H.”

[he waved his hand and a pair of the soldiers stepped forwards with their blaster’s at the ready.]

“One last chance”

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot snarled. A swatted the two soldiers aside. Silver would’ve been pissed if he saw that, but Silver wasn’t here]

You’re the slagger that stole my brother’s T-cog.

[m-e-c-h-official]

“I didn’t steal anything, stealing implies ownership and robots cannot own anything. You do not have brothers because you do not have DNA. But thankfully you lot still serve some purpose. We’ve yet to fully dissect a flying one.”

[he smirked and dropped his hand to his side, the rest of the soldiers suddenly swarmed Slingshot and began to blast him with electrically charged cables]

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot pressed the throttle further and further and watched the numbers on his instruments rise.]

[a hundred miles, two hundred , five, Mach 1, Mach 2, and just kept rising]

[the spray of the waves breaking just under him stung as it hit his metal]

[As he flew over the beach he transformed and landed on the ground unsteadily, falling to the ground. Thunder roared as a storm rolled in from the water.]

[Slingshot just laid there on the sand. Staring up at the pouring sky. Half grateful that the rain would wash the tears from his face]

[m-e-c-h-official]

“Well, hello there Slingshot.”

[A measured voice came from the tree line as a human in tactical gear stepped out of the shadows. Around him dozens of other militant looking individuals followed and fanned out around him pointing blasters at the mech. The man, with a smug look on his face, held up a hand to keep them at bay]

“I’ll give you one chance to surrender.”

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot jumped up in one smooth motion and braced into a fighting stance]

Excuse me? Who the hell are you supposed to be?

[he glanced around as if plotting an escape]

[m-e-c-h-official]

“Oh? Have you not heard of me? I am Silas. I am M.E.C.H.”

[he waved his hand and a pair of the soldiers stepped forwards with their blaster’s at the ready.]

“One last chance”

[slingshot-official]

[Slingshot pressed the throttle further and further and watched the numbers on his instruments rise.]

[a hundred miles, two hundred , five, Mach 1, Mach 2, and just kept rising]

[the spray of the waves breaking just under him stung as it hit his metal]

[As he flew over the beach he transformed and landed on the ground unsteadily, falling to the ground. Thunder roared as a storm rolled in from the water.]

[Slingshot just laid there on the sand. Staring up at the pouring sky. Half grateful that the rain would wash the tears from his face]

[m-e-c-h-official]

“Well, hello there Slingshot.”

[A measured voice came from the tree line as a human in tactical gear stepped out of the shadows. Around him dozens of other militant looking individuals followed and fanned out around him pointing blasters at the mech. The man, with a smug look on his face, held up a hand to keep them at bay]

“I’ll give you one chance to surrender.”

[m-e-c-h-official]

“The target is alone, Sir.”

“The Autobot flier? He’s finally left the side of that Decepticon?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good, if our research is correct, that flier should be the weakest of the flier group we’ve been monitoring. Weak and independent, not a good combination. Launch the drones.”

“Affirmative.”