Multiverse with the Ultimatrix

Chapter 263: Decepticons Surrounding

The desert floor was a blur of yellow sand and scorched asphalt as the convoy pushed deeper into the valley. The skyline of the city could be visible. 

Lois was in Firestar. The red car raced forward. She looked at Elita-1. “Elita seems oddly calm,” Firestar remarked. 

“What do you mean?” Lois asked. 

“She usually does not like anyone touching her like that,” Firestar responded as her engine roared. 

“James does have that effect on people,” Lois responded. 

“Heads up! We’ve got a fast-mover coming up the rear,” Epps yelled over the comms as he held the mounted machine gun on his transport.

From the dust cloud behind them, a Buffalo H Mine-Protected vehicle tore through the civilian traffic. Bonecrusher didn’t bother maneuvering. He drove through anything in his way. His massive hydraulic claw snapped forward and flipped a bus into the air like a toy. He let out a distorted, screeching roar. “I hate this road,” Bonecrusher hissed. His tires screamed as he gained on the tail of the convoy.

Optimus Prime checked his side mirrors.. He saw the destruction the Decepticon was causing. “Ironhide, lead the convoy to the city! Do not stop for anything,” he said.

“What about you, Optimus?” James shouted from the back of Elita-1 as he looked over his shoulder.

“I will handle this,” Optimus rumbled.

James smiled. He thought Optimus would easily beat him. 

With a thunderous downshift, the Peterbilt slammed on its brakes and it drifted sideways across all three lanes. As the truck skidded, it began to expand. The metal plates slid over one another, tires folded into the torso, and the massive chrome grille split to form a towering chest. Optimus Prime stood tall as his feet grinded two deep trenches into the highway.

Bonecrusher didn't slow down. The vehicle's reinforced nose began to split apart. The V-shaped blast hull rotated upward to form a massive, hunched torso. The six run-flat tires repositioned into powerful, skating legs. The high-clearance frame expanded. The 30-foot robotic arm whipped around like a scorpion’s tail. Bonecrusher let out a mechanical shriek of pure. He swung his massive claw. "OPITMUS!" Bonecrusher screamed.

“Bonecrusher,” Optimus responded. “Everything you touch, you destroy. No more,” she added. 

Optimus swung his fist and punched his fist. The two titans collided and the force of the impact sent a shockwave that shattered the windows of nearby cars.

Bonecrusher lunged his claw forward at Optimus’s head. 

Optimus ducked the blow and swung his massive metal fist forward. He punched Bonecrasher`s midsection.

Optimus then reached behind his back and unsheathed a shimmering, energised orange blade. 

Bonecrusher lunged at him again. His large claw went forward.

Optimus stepped inside and dodged that attack. In one clean, powerful stroke, the energized edge cut through Bonecrusher’s neck cables. The Decepticon’s head spun into the air and his optics flickered out as his massive, headless body tumbled down the highway embankment, rolling in a heap of tangled scrap metal.

Optimus stood amidst the settling dust. He retracted his blade. He turned back toward the city and transformed back into the blue-and-red Peterbill.

“Optimus here,” he signaled the convoy. “The threat has been neutralized. I am closing the gap. What is our status?” he asked. 

“We’re entering the city limits now,” Elita-1 responded.

“There is a welcoming committee for us,” Ironhide added through the radio.

 “I am on the way,” Optimus said as he powered down the road.  

Meanwhile, the convoy approached the city. “Mission City, just up ahead,” Epps shouted over the raid. They saw the skyscrapers of Mission City loomed like concrete giants. The military trucks screeched to a halt in the center of a wide plaza which was surrounded by towering office buildings.

"Secure the area! Set up a perimeter," Lennox shouted as he jumped from his vehicle.

The Autobots started to transform. The metal shifted and hissed. Ironhide, Jazz and Ratchet all transformed into her robot forms. Bumblebee let out Rachael and Sam and transformed. 

Moonracer, Firestar, Greenlight, and Lancer let out Lois, Jasmine, Saeko, Musubi, Lefi, and Rei. Then they all transformed into their robot forms. 

“Are you going to get off me?” Elita-1 asked James. 

“You are so comfortable,” James responded as he had a smile on his face. 

Elita-1 tilted slightly to the side. James chucked and got off. “We can play later,” he said. 

Elita-1 scoffed and transformed into her robot form.  “We do not have time for this,” Elita-1 replied as her blue optics glowed.  

Lois and Rei  held their M4W rifles. “It is about to get messy here,” Lois remarked as she pulled stock back. 

“It always does,” Rei said as she looked down at the sight. “And these transformers might be very tough,” Rei added. She thought back to the Sliquifer on her back. She was going to need all the fire power. 

“I also have this,” Lois said as she held her grenade launcher as well. 

Jasmine pulled her Red Hawk from its holster. She flicked the cylinder shut with a sharp click-spin. “We will get through it together,” Jasmine said. 

Saeko drew her katana. “For Danna-sama,” Saeko said. 

“Is a sword  going to be useful here?” Rei asked as she looked with caution. 

“In the right hands, anything can be useful,” Saeko replied with a smile on her face. 

“Saeko was keeping up with the landlady,” Musubi responded. She had a smile on her face.   

Donnelly stared at the girls. His jaw dropped as he looked at their hardware. "Hold up, what the hell are those guns?" he questioned. "That’s not standard issue,” he added. 

Epps wiped sweat from his eyes. She leaned over to get a better look at Jasmine’s Red Hawk. "Where did they even get those? I’ve been in the Air Force for fifteen years and I’ve never seen something like that,” he added. 

"They're custom," James said simply. He looked down at his Ultimatrix. He thought this was going to be a battle however they have double the numbers. 

Lefi, however, wasn't looking at the street. She stood perfectly still, her long hair swaying despite the lack of wind. She looked up into the sky. Then she looked at the street to the right. "They are here," Lefi whispered, 

Ironhide looked around. His massive cannons whining as they powered up. "We are sitting ducks in the open. We should find cover, hide the humans,” he said. 

Musubi stepped forward and adjusted her gloves. “Why hide?" she asked as she punched the air. The force of her strike created a visible ripple in the air. "I'm ready," she said 

Bumblebee chirped a series of melodic clicks. "She's got... the touch." he broadcasted. "She…beat Barricade," he added through a clear audio clip of a sports commentator.

Ironhide froze. His cannons dipped slightly as he looked down at the girl. His optics narrowed. "She what? A small organic neutralized a Decepticon,” he remarked. 

"With her bare hands," James added as he leaned against Elita-1’s leg armor with a smirk.

"Surprising," Ironhide rumbled, his metallic voice filled with a newfound, gruff respect. "Most would just scream and run. Perhaps there is more to you fleshlings,” he added. 

Elita-1 checked her arm-blaster. "Save the praise for later. The air is turning cold. Megatron is close, and he isn't coming alone," she said. She looked at Lefi and thought she was different. 

Rachael looked at Lefi as well. She thought she looked like a little girl cosplaying. “Who is she?” she muttered. 

“We got company,” Epps shouted. 

At that moment, from the north, the M1 Abrams tank slammed through a concrete barrier. Its treads grinded stone into powder. 

“There is a tank to the north,” Donnely shouted. 

“Is it one of ours?” Epps asked. 

Suddenly, the tank's forward momentum shifted. The sloped glacis plate split down the middle, and the massive turret began to rise and rotate. The heavy tank treads broke apart to form massive, clawed feet that cracked the asphalt. The main gun slid back into his right arm while the turret components shifted to form his broad, armored chest and spiked shoulders. The missile pods flipped up from his back with a series of heavy clacks. 

"Guess it isn't," Rei said as she leveled her rifle.

"That's Brawl," Elita-1 warned. "A monster who thrives on destruction," she added. 

From the sky, the Pave Low helicopter dropped like a stone, its rotors slowing as it transformed.  His body parts start to change. He transformed into a heavily armored and mechanical body. His face was sharp and angular, with glowing red eyes. The robot’s shoulders were broad and armored and his rotator blades were on his back. 

“That helicopter's back," Donnelly remarked.

"Just great," Epps muttered as he tightened his grip on the machine gun.

"Blackout," Moonracer spat. "Megatron’s second most loyal lapdog," she added. 

"He’s already caused us enough trouble for one lifetime," Lennox added, checking his sights.

“Second loyal lapdog?” Saeko questioned. 

From the west, a purple Cybertronian tank rumbled forward. It then started to transform. The heavy particle cannon tilted upward and became a massive, singular arm, while the chassis split and rotated. The dual treads shifted downward to form thick, powerful legs that crushed the concrete into dust. In seconds, the tank had ascended into the towering, cold form of a robot. He stood perfectly still, his singular, glowing red optic pulsed.  "Objective, Allspark," Shockwave echoed. 

Lennox stared up at the one-eyed giant. What kind of tank was that?" he asked.

"A Cybertronian model," Firestar responded as she looked at the purple transformer. "He was a deadly assassin,” she added. 

"He was a royal pain in the neck," Ironhide added as his own cannons rotated.

And finally, landing with the force of a meteor in the center of the street was a silver jet which  skidded and snapped.  

In a violent, high-speed blur of shifting silver and jagged edges, the jet snapped apart. The wings folded back like the blades of a massive fan and became a towering set of bladed shoulders. The fuselage split and reconfigured. It expanded into a muscular, armored torso etched with ancient Cybertronian scars. His massive legs extended and stomped into the ground. Finally, the cockpit shifted and the face of the nightmare emerged. A jagged, metallic snarl with optics that glowed. He raised his right arm, and with a series of heavy, pressurised clicks. "I am Megatron," he bellowed. He looked down at the Autobots.

“Something tells me that is the big baddie,” Epps shouted. 

“He looks strong,” Musubi added. 

“He is their leader,” James said as he looked at Megatron. He thought he was about to experience the finale of the first movie. He thought Shockwave was not in the original here however it did not matter. 

“There is more,” Lefi said as she looked behind Megatron.    

“More?” James asked. 

At that moment, a tank and a black SUVs screeched to a halt behind Megatron. Megatron looked behind at the orange tank. 

The tank started to transform. The four independent tread units folded inward to form heavy, clawed feet and thick, armored shins. The main hull split and elongated. The sage-green plating shifted to reveal a skeletal, samurai face with empty glowing orange sockets. The long-barreled cannon retracted into his back, while the rocket pods shifted to his shoulders. His chest and shoulders were draped in heavy, curved forest-green plating. He had yellow kneepads.

"Lord Megatron," Goddess Bludgeon hissed as he held his katana. 

Epps stared at the skeletal giant, his finger hovering over the trigger of his machine gun. "Great. Now they've got samurais. Giant, metal, tank-samurais," he said. 

"Watch his movements," Saeko warned, her grip tightening on her own sword as she stepped into a defensive stance. "He doesn't fight like the others," she added. 

James thought why is this here. “Something is wrong,” James remarked. 

“What is the matter?” Lois questioned as she looked at James. 

"He is right to worry," Ratchet responded. "That is Bludgeon. He is a Decepticon who knows no honor, only the merciless slaughter of his foes," he added. 

“He killed so many of our brothers and sisters,” Greenlight remarked. 

"There be yet more to come," Lefi said.

Megatron stared at Bludgeon. His optics narrowed. "I watched the spires of Iacon fall upon you, Bludgeon. I was told you perished in the Great War,” he said. 

"They were wrong," Goddess Bludgeon replied. "I survived. I endured. And I have waited for the moment our paths would cross again so I may serve you,” he said with a smile on his face. 

Megatron let out a harsh, mechanical laugh. It was a sound of genuine, dark approval. "Then I am glad to see a true warrior has returned to the fold. This world is small, but its end shall be magnificent,” he remarked. 

Then the door of the Black SUV opened and Yuuki, Miura, Marcel, and Tsunoda walked next to Goddess Bludgeon. 

Megatron’s red optics flickered as he looked down at the humans standing beside Bludgeon. "Bludgeon," Megatron’s voice rumbled like a landslide. "Why are these insects walking in your shadow?” he asked. 

Goddess Bludgeon tilted his head. There was a dark smile playing on his lips as he looked at Yuuki. "Do not be deceived by their stature, Lord Megatron. They are useful. More capable of destruction than a thousand of your drones," he replied. 

Yuuki had a devious smile on her face. “Lord Megatron, we are here to serve you,” Yuuki said as she bowed her head slightly. “You deserve to rule and dominate us,” she added in a sultry tone. 

Megatron looked at them and laughed. “Serve us,” he said. 

“We shall,” Yuuki replied as she stepped forward. With a sharp gasp of pain and power, the Witchblade on her arm erupted. It started to coil around her wrist and crawled up her arm. The metal fused against her skin with a hiss, and heat surged through her veins. She gasped. Her pussy was gushing. Flames burst from the jewels in the gauntlet. It wrapped her body in searing arcs of energy. Her clothes shredded away in ribbons of smoke. It was replaced by plates of dark steel armor that grew from the gauntlet’s magic. The chestpiece curled into place like living metal. There were sharp edges. Her pussy was covered in a strip of metal as well. 

“You have found an interesting servant,” Megatron said. 

“There is one more coming,” Goddess Bludgeon said as he took his katana out and pointed it at the Autobots. 

Megatron raised his massive fusion cannon. The barrel glowing with a deadly violet light. He looked at the circle of Autobots and the humans. ”Then he shall join us in the new age,” Megatron said. "DECEPTICONS,” he shouted. “Tear the spark from their chest,” he said. “Attack,” he shouted.