Transformers Generation One: A Seeker’s Triangle: Chapter 22: Fighting Fire With Fire
“Blaster, any new information on who the thief is?” the leader of the Autobots, Optimus Prime, asked from his seat at the head of the discussion table. It wasn’t often that the command centre was used as a meeting room, but due to the lack of a war room – more so to keep the humans at ease over not declaring a possible war against them – they didn’t have much space to serve for the intended purposes.
Blaster shook his helm, for once a bot of few words. Optimus’s third-in-command and weapons specialist, Iron Hide, on the other servo, had a lot to say ever since the break in the day before.
“Who cares who it is Prime? I’m tellin’ ya, it was a stinkin’ ‘con,” Iron Hide practically growled, his servo tightened into a fist, making it all to clear what both his thoughts and possible intent was with the bot in question.
“We cannot simply presume that is the case, Iron Hide,” Perceptor gently said, holding his servo in the air as if it would somehow calm the irritated commander. It didn’t but it did defuse the moment long enough for others to interject.
“Whoever it was, they made it clear what they were after,” Jazz said from his spot against the wall, having gotten out of his seat to try and gain some distance from Iron Hide and something he could use as a flying projectile against any of them.
Agreeing grumbles and hums filled through the room. Even with Teletraan One, their security systems hadn’t succeeded in picking up on the intruder until they reached the energon storage.
Prowl had taken it upon himself to personally investigate all possible points of entry and with the help of their neurotic mini bot companion, Red Alert, they determined the vents were the most likely conclusion. Even though they didn’t need to physically breathe like humans, they couldn’t go and close off the vents to the storage room, otherwise the energon wouldn’t be able to handle the heat of the room, and possibly cause some kind of hazard if some spark managed to ignite in some or other manner. As their resident fire truck, Inferno had been very adamant about keeping the vents open at all times as well.
Rubbing at his jaw joints, Optimus looked over to the footage Teletraan One had playing on the wall in a loop. If not for Blaster’s cassette, Rewind, confirming that it had indeed been a bot inside the storage room, then they might have had a possible human-related break in. In a manner of speaking, he was relieved that it hadn’t been a human, but it didn’t ease the weight off his shoulders either.
Iron Hide’s theory about a Decepticon seemed the most plausible, but why would a single Decepticon risk such a big operation on their own? He knew that the Decepticons were just as, if not more, desperate than them to get their servos on the energy resources the planet had to offer, but if the Decepticons were desperate enough to send one bot in to grab what they could, why not ensure that they had some distraction of sorts to lure them away from the room first? Perhaps whoever had given the order had enough confidence in the unnamed bot that they thought it would be a flawless in-and-out mission.
Cycles of keeping energon in storage away from command centres had proven one thing to be true. Alarms were always a promising idea when it came to protecting something as precious as food sources.
The moment the meeting started a couple hours ago, they had all watched the video, and tried to identify the mech by their paint job but none of them came up with any names. It wasn’t that they didn’t know any, in fact, it was the opposite. There were a lot of Decepticons on the planet, but none with a black and green frame colouring.
Wheeljack had suggested that the bot might have undergone a re-paint before being sent on the mission, but that didn’t solve the alternate mode. Sure, they could all scan different vehicle forms appropriate to their builds, but even the build didn’t make much sense.
Most Decepticons preferred flight-based alternate modes, so to see one in a four-wheel mode was quite rare. Even with birth, most Decepticons were blessed with flight capabilities. Jazz suggested Stunticon involvement, but that theory soon followed out the window. The frame build didn’t match with any of the Stunticons they had on file, and as far as he knew, there were only five of them.
Megatron wouldn’t have authorised the construction of more, not if he were desperate enough to send one bot in for a job like stealing something all his followers needed. Even if the mech hadn’t tripped the alarm, they would eventually have been spotted or at the least, heard, when sneaking the cubes out.
There was also the ration monitoring system they had in place. Unless their lead medic, Ratchet, said otherwise, they all had specific days where they were allowed to take their share and nothing more. It was a harsh method, but one that kept discipline and self-control strong. A fast decline in cubes would be noticed too easily.
It was clear that the bot wasn’t very skilled in the art of sneaking around, an amateur at best. In fact, Megatron possessed far better stealth-practiced bots in his command that would have spun circles around the intruder.
Skywarp for example could teleport inside and be out before they got to the room if he only took one or two cubes with him. Swindle always had some kind of gadget on him that proved useful for his escapes. Soundwave had his cassettes. Slag, even Starscream could possibly talk his way out of getting caught if given the right opportunity, so why, of all the choices he had, would Megatron have chosen this bot?
The thought bothered him to the point where he decided to fight fire with fire. If a stealth-specialised bot was sent in to steal, then why not ask for help from their own specialised bots? They didn’t have as many as Megatron, but both Mirage and Hound were just as adequate in the field as any sneaky con. Keeping his blue optics focused on the looping footage, Optimus gave the order. “Call Hound and Mirage. Get them back here, immediately.”
Transformers Generation One, Blaster, Autobots, Optimus Prime, Iron Hide, Decepticons, Perceptor, Jazz, Teletraan One, Prowl, Red Alert, Inferno, Rewind, Wheeljack, Stunticons, Megatron, Ratchet, Skywarp, Swindle, Soundwave, Starscream, Mirage, Hound and energon © Hasbro
A Seeker’s Triangle © Fang Wolfsbane