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Continued from Relentless Hunger.

Let's try to get this one done quickly and cleaning, shall we? If anyone else would like to join in, please ask first.


At last, it was over. The sheer amount of firepower being poured onto Ulgris made it impossible to detect with his crude sensors, but there was absolutely no way that it could have survived all that. If there was one thing the Transformers race had learned from eons of civil war, it was creativity with their weapons. Even if some had been ineffective against the monster, it could not have protected itself from them all—and once it had been cut down to size, the radiation that kept it in check on this world all these years could permeate and finish the job for them. Moonhunter was just thankful that they had not had to resort to nukes.

As the dust settled around them and the warriors lowered their weapons, Moonhunter took stock of the situation. Many Predacon lives had been lost this day, perhaps bringing the tally of Ulgris’s victims to be equal on both sides. Fortunately, no one from his forces had died today, though Tucker looked a little sickened by the radiation’s pulse-wave. If he came out of this event sterilized, they would both be lucky—lucky for Tucker that nothing worse had happened to him, and lucky for Moonhunter because then he would not have to worry any longer about his soldier getting any women pregnant.

“It’s finally over,” Moonhunter said, lowering his weapon and turning to look to Bane. “Thank you for calling us. I’m not sure that either side could have defeated him by themselves.”


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Steaming, Bane took to recounting everything that had happen today. He had lost men today, he had to get help from his worst enemy and his team. Pit!!! There was nothing worst than getting help from those disguesting, goodie two shoes Maxis!! He wanted to purge his tanks cause of the feeling.

His optics twitch as Moonhunter's words. Not saying anything, he stood there and waited for a moment before speaking. Someone....Someone called him?

"Ah never call ya, Hunter....Who did?" he spoke out, hissing out the question.


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This was his chance to really stick it to someone. Riot could barely contain a devilish giggle as he played back the intercepted message in his internal memory drive. " Oh, this is too much! Pay dirt! Bane'll owe me big time for this precious tid bit." He began to hail Bane on his personal comm link. Everyone is always looking down at him or kicking him around, so he takes great relish when trouble comes at others expense. Including his "fellow" Predacons.

"Hey, uh, Bane. Listen, Boss. Just reviewed my comm intercepts and came across this morsel of juicy intel. Looks as if Scrounge has been trying to get on the Maximal's speedy dial. She contacted them only a short time before they showed up." He shivvered a bit with glee as he ratted out Scourge. He could only imagine what was going to happen next. " Hope this helps. 'Cause you know I'm all about helping others."

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Receving Riot's comm, Bane was about to snap at him, telling him that he should keep his mouth shut before he ripped the mech's voice box. That was before the news of who called in the Maxis.

His red optics took to flaring up into the blood color red. Scrounge!!!! He should have know that bit brain, slagging, flarking glitch!!!! He should have destroy her when he had the chance, but no! Snarling, he walked over and ripped out a near by tree in his rage. Gripping it in his hands, he took charing his way to Scrounge.

Traitor!!! Ah should have killed ya when Ah had da chance!!" he roared out, swing his 'club' at her. She was a dead femme now.


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Scrounge had been behind that tree listening in on the coversation... When Bane roared at her she didnt even have time to run as the tree was ripped out and swung at her. She had leapt of course but the Wild dog just could not escape a swing like that. She took it all along the right side of her body and was flown several feet back to roll several times in the dirt.

Errors and alrams shrieked as she tried to figure out just what had happened. Her side ribs and frame was smashed in and internal damages were really bad. Scrounge struggled to get up to get away.


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Bane didn't give Scrounge a chance to recover from his hit. He could smell the energon from her and charge right into his fury. Holding tight to his 'weapon' he jumped on to Scrounge. Slamming his foot hard into her chest, he snarled at her, "Ah gave ya chance, to prove yer worth to us. Ah knew ya were with da Maxis! Ah knew it! But ya slime yer way out. Not dis time!" he roared out, reaching down, he grabbed her left arm and took to ripping it off of her now broken body.

Yes, this was fun.


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To be honest, Moonhunter should have seen that coming. He should have known better to think that Bane was smart enough to call for help. He should have kept his mouth shut and walked away. But then, Scrounge would have been exposed anyway. He wasn't sure what next to do... he could not endanger his soldiers, ask them to engage in battle against a whole ship full of Predacons to save one of them from the others. He hated moral grays.

But he could not help himself. He had dedicated three centuries to fighting on behalf of those who could not fight for themselves; by this point it was simply his nature. "Bane, stop!" he called out, taking a step towards the two. "Think about this. If it weren't for her, you would all be dead. She was never 'with' us. She just did what had to be done to keep us all alive."


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Scrounge had just got her bearings when the heavy weight of Bane's foot crashed down on her chest, fracturing more of her frame. Then an intense pain unlike any she felt before..... her vision blurred and staticed as her arm was torn from her body.... all she could do was scream.

"AAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!"


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Yes, scream for him. Scream like the little glitch you are. That was Bane's major focus as he held Scrounge's arm in his hand as she was below him, screaming like she was falling into the Pit herself. He was going to make her wish she was after he was done with her for sure. As he was about to slammed his club into her face, he stop in the middle of his rampage with Moonhunter speaking to him.

"Dat is what ya think, Hunter," hissed out Bane as he held tight to the tree, "Ya think ya save us? We could have handle it without ya! She betrayed us to call on to ya! We are fighters! Warriors and more dat able to handle dat piece of slag!"


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So, was it over? Was the creature known as Ulgris finally destroyed? Rifle still warm in his hands, Crosshare didn't take comfort in the site of the desecated corpse of his once friend and ally falling to the ground as any sort of comfort. He could not deny the grim sense of satisfaction in the sight however.

To think, a simple bleed in the communications between the Predacon base and the Maximal Security Force led him to this battle. He went against orders of course, coming to fight Ulgris, but he couldn't care less about that. He let his fire going in the symphony of death that had overwhelmed Ulgris. Doubtful they had truly made a diffrence in the grand scheme.

Still, he kept his focused upon the unfolding events from his scope, hidden amongst the foliage. The flimsy alliance was already beginning to fall apart from what he could see. Danger for the Maximal's was ever growing. Then he saw it, Bane, the massive slobbering leader of the Predacon's, launch himself onto an unfamiliar Cybertronian and began to rip her apart.

Opening his com link, a frightened and disgusted Crosshare radiod his commanding officer, completly aware of the consiquences his actions would bring upon him. He had to do it.

"Moonhunter, this is Crosshare, I've got your back." It was a short, simple transmission, but it served its purpose. Taking a breath, Crosshare waited.


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Things were falling apart, fast. Of course, Moonhunter had anticipated the notion that he and his teammates would have to fight their way out of Predacons territory; Bane was not to be trusted for one astrosecond. But he had felt confident that they could survive a gunfight with the Predaqcons, who were already more battle-weary. And Moonhunter had told Grounder to add an extra explosive element to the bombs that would give the Predacons a nasty surprise and give them an opening to escape.

He expected reinforcements to arrive any minute. When the SOS had been received at Maximal base and bounced back to him, he had forwarded orders through Blackout to Sabreblade to assemble an offensive detail to join in the battle. He was not, however, expecting to hear Crosshare’s voice in his audios. The colonists wee making it very hard to punish them for insubordination when they always ended up saving his life in doing so. Maybe he was doing something wrong, but for the moment he was glad they had a sniper of their own covering their sixes.

Feeling emboldened, he pressed forward. At the very least, he was buying Scrounge time. “It looked to me like you were losing your base to Ulgris when we got here,” he pointed out. Did most Predacons even know what it was like to be real warriors? Seemed to him that they only knew how to prey on those weaker than themselves. That made them bullies, not warriors. That was why Streak had left them in the first place, starting off the long chain of events that had resulted in this battle. “After he had taken control of your ship, what do you think would have happened next? It was our weapons that exorcized him from the Conquest, it was Maximal know-how.”


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*OoC: Edited to speed things up. Sorry.*

It was obvious by the chatter on the comm that the situation on the battle front was deteriorating. One hostile situation was seemingly under control just as another was beginning to flare up. "Fraggin' Predacons." Sabreblade cursed under his breath. He had been itching to enter the fray and didn't hesitate to jump into battle.

This is what he was trained for. War was where he was most at ease. Not routine patrols and fraternizing in the rec center. He ran through the halls of the Zeta 2 with a quick stop at the armory,loading up on as much ammo and fire arms as he could carry.

" This is Sabreblade! I need all active Security forces to converge on the perimeter ASAP! Prepare for battle, Maximals! Looks like we have to meet the Predacons in their front yard. Moonhunter and the others need back up." Sabreblade wasn't sure if he was over stepping his authority. He had the utmost respect for military life and the chain of command. But slag it, his crew mates were in harms way.

He charged out of the ship's door into the open, feeling the slight burning sensation of the planet's radiation. He looked around him to see at least a half dozen others rushing toward the security perimeter. He transformed into his sabretooth tiger mode and quickly began to leave the Zeta colony behind.

" Moonhumter. This is Sabreblade. Reinforcements in route."

Upon arrival at the scene, his sense of smell was assaulted by a myriad of scents. Burnt flesh. Melted plastic and wiring. And some just flat out otherworldly, defying any description. Next was the sounds of a fight. But only a one sided battle as a large hulking mech was brutally thrashing a smaller femme.

Bane. He recognized him from his data files. Although he had to admit, was a lot larger looking in person. Sabreblade quickly transformed and went straight for the heavy artillery. He unfolded his Cybertronian Arms Industries 500 D-N heavy machine gun. It weighed as much as a mini con, had a rather slow rate of 1.3 rounds per second, and kicked like a Veltroniam mule-frog. But with its variety of rounds and fire power, its always guaranteed to be the life of any party.

"Moonhunter! Permission to engage the enemy,sir?"

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Scrounge whimpered some and fought for breath. Her intakes crushed under all Bane's weight she could not cool air to cool her insides and she was getting really warm. Errors and commands screamed at her.... and worse... the radiation was begining to poison her she had not had time to change to her beast mode.

She knew she was going to die. There was know way Bane would let her live much less let her explain her actions. Her chest made a horrid cracking noise and Scrounge hacked up a large amount of fluid from her mouth. She simply could not last much longer.


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Bane's optic twitch towards Moonhunter's statement. No, that was going too far, even by the slagger's usual ways. Growling, he lifted his foot off of Scrounge and step towards Moonhunter. Pure rage and hate was flashing within his optics, "Maxis' know how?! Yer weapons! Are ya sayin' Preds are useless! Dat we're no good dan ya Maxis," demand Bane as he used his tree club to jabbed Moonhunter, "Is dat what yer sayin'? Dan how come ya hadn't be able to take me in, Hunter?! Dat I been walkin' around and killin' ya Maxis? I can slag ya right now and ya couldn't stand against me."


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“You know how I feel about Predacons, Bane,” he answered simply. They were getting off subject. With their limited windows, they could not afford to waste time. Moonhunter had to take his men out of here and he had to get Scrounge out with them. As reinforcements arrived, he knew he had to make a point. >Hold that option, but do not engage just yet,< he ordered Sabreblade over private comm.. >Let them see you though. We need to make a display of force.<

“You forget I managed to capture you once. You escaped me out of luck.” He stood stoically as his enemy jabbed him with the tree. It would take a lot more than a big stick to intimidate him. “Think about this, Bane. You’ve been fighting longer than me, you have more radiation leaking into your systems. Your troops are equally weakened, and as you can see, fresh Maximal soldiers have just arrived. There’s no need to let this escalate into a full-blown conflict, though. I challenge you to a one on one battle for the fate of Scrounge. I win, we take her with us. You win, and we withdraw from your territory peacefully.”


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