Chapter 1:
Beast Wars Part 1

“Man, I didn’t think my life would suck so badly since the death of my uncle, but once again I am wrong.” A man wearing a red and blue suit said before firing a web-line and swinging through his concrete jungle. His mind was replying the conversations of his closest friend: Harry Osborn and Anna Watson the aunt of the woman who he thought would be a good girlfriend: Mary Jane Watson. “Harry was hysterical and Anna was pissed when they heard she was gone, but there may be a way to find her; since he did help out the other time.” He said after landing on a 30 story building and then began swinging at top speed to Greenwich Village. As he swung there he remembered how angry he was how vengeful his voice sounded during that battle with that maniac:

‘I can’t find her! So help me I can’t find her!’ He thought as he searched the floor of the river with his built in light on his belt. He then reached the surface shouting out her name, “Mary Jane.” The only response was the Goblin’s laugh witch set him off.

What’s the matter Spider-Man? No: quick comebacks? No: clever one-liners?” The Goblin stated to the hero, unaware that he was not speaking to the logical side of the arachnid.

“You think this is a game?!” He yelled bitterly before firing a web-line and making a direct hit on the back of the glider. Once the web-line made contact he shouted, “IT’S NOT!” “That was the woman I loved!!!” He shouted as he climbed up the line, wanting payback. The Goblin, who still claimed that he was in control said back to the elevating hero.

“For the last time: I’m the Green Goblin!” He then tried using the laser finger on his glove, but only got static as the response. While looking at his hand before making a fist with it said to himself, “Circuitry must be damaged; no matter.” The evil troll reached into the container of his weapons to grab a razor blade, which he mostly used for long-range attacks. The creature then walked over to the line and bent ready to cut it, but was stopped by Spider-Man’s grip. He welcomed himself to the Goblin’s ride and the two began fighting, but fearing for his safety the creature said to the other in alarm, “The glider’s almost out of fuel.” Unfortunately the madman’s plea fell on deaf ears as the angered arachnid yelled back to him.

“I’m taking you down, Goblin! Even if it means I go with you!” Not wanting to lose to the snotty nosed teenager he argued back to him.

“NO! Osborn needs me!” He forced the hero off of the glider, but he did not that stop him as he fired a web-line to a light post and made it to the top of a section of bridge.

“Nothing will keep me from you, Goblin!” He yelled out adding a pointed finger at the freak on the glider.
“This can…” He said, referring to a piece of stolen tech that is a form of teleportation, which showed signs of short circuiting. In concern he added, “My precious machine I’ve got to make you work.” He then landed, went to a tossed aside crate to repair it unaware that he had to deal with Spider-Man’s wrath.

“You’ll pay Osborn! Even if I have to chase you forever! YOU’LL PAY!!!” Spider-Man practically screamed as he fired a web-line, and swooped to where his prey was hiding.

“Not if I can help it.” The ‘human’ said with confidence and activated the machine only to have to do the opposite of what he wanted. “Something’s wrong.” He said in alarm and tried to turn around only to have Spider-Man stand in his way. “Not you, not now.” He said trying to shoo him away with a hand motion, but to no avail.

“I can stick to the ground, you can’t!” Spider-Man, who was still fueled with anger said to him, before pushing him. In an instant his mind saw what was happening and thought of this problem, ‘He’s created an imbalance between the gravitational pull of this dimension and the vortex. If it continues to increase…’ His thought was not only cut off by the Goblin’s voice but also the vortex that took Ohn and Sylvia’s lives.

“It…It’s pulling me in! I can’t turn it off!” The Goblin announced while holding onto a grate. The web-slinger was still angry at him and his reply showed that off very well.

“Sounds like you got a problem.” The green skinned goon lost his grip on the grate, but when half of his body was in the vortex he was able to grab hold of the emergency ladder on the bridge.

“Help. Help me.” The Goblin said, but when the force of the vortex took off his mask the man behind it was brought out he looked at his surrounding and said in alarm.

“Wh-where am I? What’s going on?” He then spots one of the least appreciated heroes of the big apple. “Spider-Man, help me.” Even seeing a man in danger the arachnid wasn’t done with his vengeance.

“Why on earth should I do that?” He said bitterly and after hearing the demented human scream a thought entered his mind, ‘No, as much as I hate him for what he’s done I can’t let this happen.’ He fired a web-line to one of the poles at the base of the bridge and swung while thinking, ‘Revenge is never justified. Nothing will bring Mary Jane back.’ As he held his arm out he yelled out, “Hang on, Osborn, I’m coming.” Fearing for his life the business man said back to the rescuer.

“Hurry, I’m losing my grip.” When the hero got as close as possible to the vortex without it sucking him to the spider said to the victim of his anger.

“Give me your hand.”
“I’m trying.” Osborn said as he pulled his free hand out as far as it could. The bad thing was that the Goblin half of his mind was back and as proof it reached for a remote in his carrying case and activated the glider, which was sitting patiently on the ground the entire time.

“Osborn, take my hand. It’s your only hope.” Spider said desperately unaware that the father of his best friend was gone, and this time for good.

“There’s no Osborn anymore, PARKER, there is only the Green Goblin.” The creature said, ending with an evil laugh, forgetting that he summoned the glider and as it came to its owner. Spider-Man sensed it and got out of the way only to watch the portal disappear with Osborn inside it. The wall-crawler’s flashback ended with the discussion with the fortune teller: Madame Web. He arrived there thirty to forty minutes. “Doctor Strange, are you here?” He questioned after entering through the front door.

“Yes, I am here Spider-Man, is there something I can help you with?” A ghost-like figure question, the figure was that of Doctor Strange using his astral form. Spider-Man was shocked at first before relaxing.

“Yes, can you find someone for me, please? Before you answer I just want to tell you that it’s that Mary Jane person that is gone again.” The web-spinner said after a few moments the wizard answered him in a serious tone.

“You can give me the specifics in the main section of my home.” With that said the astral form faded away and Spider-Man made his way up the stairs and into the main section of the Strange’s home. When he entered he saw several mystical objects surrounding the place but he was trying not to touch any of them, still that did not mean that he did not want to know their names from the left of the door that led to this room there was the: Crystal of Haggoth, and the Orb of Agamotto. Behind the Orb was a circling staircase to the floor above but he chose against it. Something strange came over him all of a sudden and he was then walking over to another artifact known as the Orb of Teleportation that was positioned behind an ordinary sofa. The in-trance teenager placed his right hand on the orb and an unknown voice asked him a simple question:

“Do you wish to enter Pre-Earth?” In reality the confused hero would have pulled his arm back, but whatever it was that possessed the hero also spoke for him.

“Yes, I do.” He answered in a monotone voice, and then the special function of the orb began just in time for the sorcerer to see what was going on.

“Very well Spider-Man, I am ready to aid you on your search for your friend.” He said before he saw the hero’s body fade away while still holding the Orb of Teleportation.

“Is there a problem, Stephen?” Questioned Wong, an old friend of the Sorcerer Supreme when he saw the in awe face.
“Tell me Wong, what was the last setting you put on the Orb of Teleportation?” The Wizard questioned the bald man, hoping that it was not a hostile plane.

“I am afraid you have me at a loss, Doctor Strange.” He said as his reply before walking closer to the orb. “The last setting on it was when we had to save Clea from one of Blackheart’s tricks.” He added after facing the orb he told his ally of magic one other thing that he hoped would ease his mind, “I will see what the setting was, in case one of what you are sensing may be true.” He placed his hands on the orb and began to chant; Strange did not have it in him to say that Spider-Man was recently here.

“Anything, Wong?” He asked after an hour of waiting. The other mystic released the orb looked to his friend and said in a calm voice his discovery.

“I did not sense any recent activity with the Orb of Teleportation.” He answered before walking off, not catching the whisper from the doctor.

“Where ever you are Spider-Man: God speed.” He then went back to his room for some more meditation, trying not to think of the heroic spider creature. As Spider-Man was traveling to his destination he was unaware that there was the beginning of a war at the end.

“Hull breach in Sector Seven; guidance systems failing?!” A voice said after grunting from an opposing blast on their space craft.

“Oh, man! This is ridicules! We’re an exploration ship not a battle-cruiser.” Another voice said in a whiny voice as their vehicle was still shaking from the blasts from the opponent’s ship.

“No choice, our ship was the only one that could lock-on to Megatron’s warp signature.” The leader of the crew answered as he with stood the shockwaves delivered onto his ship.

“Shields are doing a major fade.” The first voice stated while looking at a screen that showed an outline of their ship.

“Plasma cannons to full power.” The leader said while moving an object that looked like a throttle back. There was a discussion going on in the other ship too.

“Their shields are down. Destroy them!” A very aggressive member stated angrily while his leader was surprisingly calm.

“Now where’s the fun in that? A little torment I think first, yes. Side-guns!” He announced and several hidden guns were revealed and started to blast the side of the pursuing ship.

“Rupture- the stasis hold is failing.” One of the members of the damaged ship yelled in alarm.

“We’re going down.” A new voice said in a deep and sincere voice after hearing what those multiple shots did to their ship.

“Launch all pods. Get them into safe orbit.” The leader ordered and following that Bombay doors opened releasing several metallic coffins into space. As their ship was spinning around the leader added another order, “All plasma cannons FIRE!” The double barrel cannon on the top of the ship fired several blasts at the craft they were searching. The attack was enough to send both ships to be sent on the planet below; in the descent a piece of the ship controlled by Megatron broke off. On the planet’s surface Spider-Man appeared in a rock formation, and after a few moments of shaking off what had happened to him he took a look around.

“What the shell…was…that?” He looked around and he was no longer around any building or any structure that he was familiar with just a lot of rocks. “Where am I?” He questioned aloud, still baffled on how he ended from an aged house in Greenwich Village to an earth based area until he saw two falling stars heading straight down. Once they crashed down all he could think was, ‘Maybe who or what ever that was can tell me where I am, and of a way to get home.’ The later of his thought actually did not concern him that much as he began walking to the closer one. The exploration craft landed in a peaceful area perched just over a raging river.

“Damage report.” The leader questioned the others hoping that the damage was not as bad as the crash led him to believe.

“Believe me you don’t want to know.” Another voice said in disappointment destroying any hope that his leader had of the craft flying any time soon.

“That’s what I thought.” He answered back after a defeated sigh. The other crew was having the same problem, but they on the other hand landed in an unstable volcanic area with their ship resting on top of a lava pond.

“Navigation, is this the right planet?” He questioned the computer on board his ship. In a monotone voice the ship answered while moving a globe like object to see the information with his own two eyes.

“Unknown. Course settings were accurate, but readings are inconsistent with expected destination.” Not interested with that non sense the evil leader dismissed it and asked a more centered question that was on his mind.

“Never mind that, tell me that there is Energon here.” In his demand he slowly closed his left fist. The globe gave him images of DNA strands and of a creature from his home world.

“Confirmed.” The computer answered in its monotone voice. Megatron was pleased when he saw a light green blip on the globe on the viewer.

“YES! The planet has Energon.” He said with a grin of greed. Naturally, there were a few problems with this gift.

“Too much Energon; field readings are off the scale. Continued exposure to robotic forms will result in permanent damage,” The computer said while showing what it meant. Out of anger the leader slammed his fist at the news, but was able to calm down quickly and said aloud.

“Then we will create alternate forms based on the most powerful local creatures.” That said another member on that ship spoke aloud as well.

“Scanners activated.” He pressed a few buttons, sending a small probe into the atmosphere. The probe used a purple beam to sweep the local area. It scanned the hidden remains of a raptor, a tyrannosaurus, and a pterodactyl. When that was done the images of the creatures appeared on the screen; it also scanned a wasp and a tarantula fighting over territory. The same thing was happening on the other ship as well, the ship that Spider-Man was heading to.

“I know that I’m on the right track, just wish they landed in a friendlier spot.” He muttered as he continued walking through the narrow chasm enroot to that ship until he saw something shoot up and shoot out a yellow ray. “This could be bad.” He said as he soon as he saw the ray, and out of instinct he created a web-shield on both arms before crouching in between them. After the four waves were done with their task Spider-Man stood up, and did a once over on himself. “Let’s see, head: check, arms: check, fingers: check, legs: check, gut: check and toes: check.” He said after glancing and feeling the pieces he was looking for. “Okay, that answers if those things that fell were alien.” Muttered the human as he continued on his way not knowing what those yellow rays were for.

“Scanning and replication of local life-forms: complete. You may emerge.” The deep voice of one of the members said after their scanners scanned a: Gorilla, rat, rhino, and cheetah. All of the members awoke in those creature skins.

“Hey-hey I’m a cheetah.” The bot that chose the feline said excitedly before correcting himself while looking at his reflection on one of their chambers, “No-no I’m Cheetor.”

“Hmm, interesting.” A voice inside the container said after hearing that name; not sounding that interested.

“Interesting?!” The cheetah nearly shouted, sounding offended by that statement. He then added after a snarl, “Optimus, the word is: spot on smooth.” Once taking a closer look at his reflection and a chuckle he finished with, “It’s a crime.”
“A bit tacky.” A rat stated while popping it’s form from behind the container while motioning his right hand in a ‘so-so’ fashion before adding while walking over on all four’s, “Ha, you never had taste, did ya kid?” Once near the feline member he stood on his new form’s hind legs finishing with, “Now this…this is what class is all about. Call me Rattrap.”

“Oh yeah!!!” The yellow cat yelled out, offended that his own teammate was making fun of his sense of style before adding, “How's I cut meeces to pieces.” There were some heavy footsteps and a new voice entered to stop this bickering.

“Ease back Cheetor. Living large is for forms like me: Rhinox.” The owner of the voice was a brown coated rhino with yellow horns. His intervention did not help as the rat still had something to say.

“Yeah, and consider yourselves lucky I didn’t get rough on yous.” It was at that time that the one inside the container emerged and quieted down his team members.

“Moderate your conflict circuits, Maximals. Remember, these beast forms are to protect us from the long term effects of the Energon fields out there.” The one inside was their leader who chose the form of the gorilla. After walking outside the container and looking at his team he continued, “We may need Energon for power, but this is too much of a good thing. As he walked over to one of the screens he continued to explain to the others of the importance of their current forms, “Our robot forms will start to short-out after a few moments exposure.” He then stood up and said to the others, “This is one unusual planet.” Unknown to them was a red and blue hero now standing near their ship.

“Big ship.” Spider-Man said as he checked it out before hiding behind a nearby rock formation. The conversation of the animals was still in effect.

“What ever it is.” The leader said before letting the horned one continue with some pretty bad news.

“Or when ever: the Trans-warp drive can go through space AND time. We were locked onto Megatron’s warp signature any place any time.” The gorilla turned from the screen and continued the conversation.

“Yes and our crew is orbiting the planet in those stasis-pods we lost in battle. They’re protected against the Energon fields, but…it means Megatron has us outnumbered.” The enemy in question was outside their ship breaking into their new forms.

“No, no, NO!” A raptor said in anger while holding a very odd yellow disk. He then continued while looking at the disk, “It’s all wrong! This can not be Earth.” After saying that he took a look around his immediate area and it did not add up. He quickly turned around and said to his leader in anger with a small hand motion with his free hand, “Megatron, you failed! Not only did you fail to destroy the Maximals when you had the chance; you failed to bring us to the right planet. We stole the Golden Disk for nothing?! YOU IDIOT!!!” For the last part he tossed the disk he was waving around into the dark opening of his ship. When the disk came in the heavy footsteps of his leader, a purple T-Rex came out.

“I beg your pardon.” The leader said after a polite chuckle before continuing, “What did you call me?!” Despite having a larger carnivore before him the raptor showed no fear by answering back to him.

“You heard, you are an idiot and an incompetent leader, and I am taking over.” Throughout that sentence he held a snarl in place before taking a breath and nearly yelling out, “Dinobot: terrorize!” As soon as he said those words he transformed from a raptor into a powerful looking blue faced, red-eyed warrior holding a fan with a spiral sword in the center. “I challenge you to battle Megatron. The winner shall lead the Predicons and the loser shall be destroyed.” He said, anticipating that the great Megatron would not turn down a challenge stood ready to face him, but something went wrong.

“Ah, you’re so impulsive Dinobot. Brave but misguided.” The leader said, while turning to walk back into the ship.

“Do you accept my challenge?” The brown armored warrior said in an irritated tone, but only received a very sarcastic laugh from the king of carnivores.

“There’s more to being a leader then simple courage.” He said after his chuckle and began to explain what he meant while seeing the warrior advance on him, “Well there’s cleverness, courage as well. Isn’t that right Scorponok?” He questioned while stepping to the side, this action confused Dinobot until he saw the dark purple warrior with pincer hands standing there. The raptor only had enough time to put on a shocked expression as one of his missiles sent him flying.

“Loser.” Megatron muttered as he watched his teammate fly out of sight before saying a bit louder, “What does it matter which planet we’re on? We came looking for Energon and this planet is rich with the element; enough Energon to power the Predicons entire galactic conquest. Only the Maximals can give us trouble now. If they survived the crash: find them, and if you find them-destroy them.” This speech and order that he spoke of was directed to a red pterodactyl, dark purple scorpion, yellow and green wasp, and purple tarantula who all went on to follow their orders. The Maximals were now outside not know that a red and blue human was still watching them and listening.

“Man! All this for a Golden Disk.” The rat complained after coming down their lift and tossing a piece of junk on the ground. Optimus was also outside using basic optic tech to check the area out, and after hearing the mammal he said back to him.

“It was Cybertron’s most carefully guarded relic, Rattrap. It gave the location of a major Energon source that’s why Megatron wants it.” For the last of his sentence he turned to his pain of an ally.
“Yeah, like I care.” Rattrap said before walking over to one of the polls that helped their lift. He then complained even more, “You know we were supposed to be doing deep space exploration. Hmm, playing galactic patrol was no where in my job description: ya know what I’m saying.” As he leaned on the poll he finished with a semi-serious statement, “You sure you’re cut out for this Commander gig?”

“Remember the Great War Rattrap? If the Predicons get enough Energon, they’ll start it again. We can’t let that happen.” The gorilla said in a completely dead serious tone and finished while making a fist with his right hand. He quickly calmed down and said to him in an easy-going tone while turning around, “Besides, you wanted exploration, and here we are on an unknown planet. What more do you want?” Not wanting to pass up any opportunity to complain the whiner answered back to him.

“Well, uh, call me picky, but a working space craft would be nice.” The leader knew something like that would be said and after a sigh said to himself.

“Just no pleasing some people.” About that same time their second lift came down and the cat, which leapt off, was on it. In an instant he saw the creature that he picked out running along.

“Hey check it.” The others then saw what he spotted, and being a just leader Optimus decided to compliment him on his choice.

“They’re fast alright, you chose a good form.” The cat wanted them to be even more impressed so he said back to the leader with a bit of over confidence.

“You think that’s speed? You aint seen the ‘Golden Rocket’: check this!” He then took off away from base at his top speed, alarming the gorilla.

“Cheetor, no.” He did not listen to the ape and ran past a narrow strip of earth over a very deep fall. “Cheetor return to base immediately we don’t have time for this.” Optimus said after tapping his left chest plate. His words fell on deaf ears as the speed member of the team kept running. “Cheetor please respond.” He added while noticing that his signal was weakening.

“No good: the Energon field’s mess-up the com links. Anything over a hundred meters they aint worth scrap.” The techno savvy rhino said after seeing his leader try using their communication device. Optimus looked over his shoulder and said back to his mammal alley.

“Well, that’s just prime.” He also had a look of disapproval as he said that. The smaller of the three decided to add a sarcastic comment.

“So…uh…this your first day on the job or what?” He was expecting the monkey to say nothing, but of course he was wrong.

“Shut up, Rattrap.” He said looking down at the rodent. The small mammal once again used sarcasm to the higher authority by standing at mock attention.

“Oh yes sir. Y-ya know I just feel heaps better knowing that our lives are in your capable hands.” He then looked away and added aloud, We’re all gonna die.” Back to the speed creature that had just now made it to its kind began to shoot the breeze while running.

“The name’s Cheetor, what’s shaking cats?” He said with a feline snarl which for one reason or another forced the others to gain to go for a wide-eyed expression and ran harder. That act only confused the intergalactic as he grinded to a halt. “What? I-is it my breath?” He raised his left upper paw in confusion and added, “H-hey wait.” As he gave chase on the grassy plain he failed to realize that the two stopped at a tree and that there was a big bug flying over head. “Hey, what, it’s just a big bug?” Cheetor questioned stopping at the same spot they were at before fleeing, “The way those two reacted that’s no natural life form.” He said after a disappointed sigh and added, “And if we’re talking unnatural life form then we can only be talking about just one thing - robots it disguise: Cheetor Maximize!” After saying those last two words he turned into a yellow and black robot with a feline head on his chest and a blaster in hand. “Time for this cat to pounce.” He said with a snarl and began firing.

“Waspinator under attack, Waspinator engage enemy: Waspinator Terrorize!” The yellow and green creature said after dodging the blasts and angry buzzing. He too transforming and began to fire back to the enemy luckily he dodged them. The down size that the ones back at the good guy base saw the jist of the explosions.

“Uh-oh.” The rat said in hind leg form before being snatched by the gorilla who was riding the rhino into battle.

“Move, Move!” He said to his transport, since two of them were concerned that the scout was getting hurt. Unknown to them was the red and blue one that had been behind them the entire time.

‘Should I stay or should I go?’ He thought as he watched the three of them leave and he too saw the blasts. “What the heck; it will at least give me something to do.” He then climbed the ship and ran on top of it and then followed those three on his own feet. The battle was not going well Cheetor had just done a roll-out to dodge an optic blast from the enemy before returning fire. Cheetor only had a blaster while Waspinator had flight, optic blast, and a gun and with all of those he had to run. The brown one had just now crossed that narrow bridge.

“Hey heads-up! Roadblock!” The rat, who was now on the ape’s back said after seeing that they were heading for a barrier of boulders. The leader saw them and heard the shout out so he look to his leader role.

“Veer left there’s a clearing about a hundred meters.” The order fell on deaf ears as their ride kept going so the two of them braced for impact but was surprised that after a grunt of effort from Rhinox they were through. Seeing this Optimus only had one thing to say, “Aw yes, silly me.” The three carried on with the unnoticed man behind them.

“Nature documentaries lied to me: this rhino is moving pretty fast even with a gorilla and a rat on his back.” Peter said aloud, while still following. He decided to keep some distance just until he had a better idea of what was going on. The feline on the other hand was not doing so well: he was forced to run from him when his gun started to act really screwy.

“Of all the times for a Quasar jam!” He complained with a snarl, while fiddling with his blaster after landing in a sort of gorge. Luckily for him he had friends in high places.

“Cheetor, get to cover, we’ll swat that pesky Predator.” The gorilla said to the rookie with the rat and the rhino stood to his right. Spider-Man who got there with a little bit of super speed, but he noticed that there was hardly any cover.

‘That big rock will have to do.’ He thought and attempted a zip-line maneuver to a stationary rock that was over to the ape’s left; luckily the bug’s friends stopped by as well.

“Oh, I would not count on that, Maximal.” The purple dinosaur said to them with a Scorpion, Tarantula, and Pterodactyl with him. Neither group noticed the red and blue blur or the pair of white eyes watching them. “No.” He added with a laugh and then said, “For I believe that you are soon to have how shall I put it: difficulties of your own, yes.”

“We don’t have to do this, Megatron. There has been peace between the Maximals and Predacons for centuries. Why start this up again?” Optimus questioned, wanting answers from the Predator leader.

“Peace?! Perhaps on your side Maximal scum! Yes, but not on ours. Permit me to inform you that an enemy which appears to be peaceful may in fact be bidding its time.” The purple one answered back with anger in his voice on a few words.

‘Okay, I know now who the bad guy is.’ The wall-crawler thought and added in thought, ‘That scum part is often a dead giveaway.’ He then noticed the yellow one in the gorge was still working on his gun.

“Finally.” The cheetah said after hearing the energy in his gun circulating properly. He then listened to the rest of Megatron’s speech.

“We Predacons have never abandoned our rightful goal of galactic conquest. No, we have nearly been waiting for the right moment…TO STRIKE!” That was when Cheetor went on the offensive personally.

“You mean like this.” He said as he revealed himself from the boulder he was using as cover to shoot at the leader of the enemy.

‘Not, bad, but a little longer wouldn’t have hurt.’ The good spider thought after seeing that. The cat’s leader was shocked at what he just did.

“Cheetor.” Primal yelled out with wide eyes. He wanted to handle this as delicately as possible. He also knew that it would take more than that to damage the dino.

“A treacherous, underhanded, sneak attack.” He said after shaking off that blast and then added after a brief laugh, “I like you pussy-cat. Yes. But it shall avail you not, no, for now the power gauntlet has been cast. Predacons: Terrorize!” Megatron shouted the last part with his head held high.

“Do it: Maximize!” Optimus said to his two men. Spider-Man, still hiding, only had one thought on his mind.

‘This is going to get loud.’ He then heard them announce their names and transform.

“Tarantulas Terrorize.” The purple and green spider announced and then transformed: human body, spider limbs on human arms, pincers for hands, and horizontal strip for eyes with a vertical opening for his mouth.

“Rhinox Maximize!” The brown rhinoceros announced and transformed. His transformation started with his mouth revealing: a green and gold head with red eyes, big green hands, and his beast mode head was split to both sides of his body.

“Scorponok Terrorize!” The scorpion shouted transforming into a sort of purple man with a tail, pincers, and a horizontal eye.

‘Great, just what I don’t need: another scorpion.’ Parker thought after seeing the latest one and thinking back to his scorpion problem. He then listened to the rest.

“Rattrap Maximize!” The gray mouse said turning into a man with tan like plating, red eyes, and an exposed brain; which the web-head was slightly creepy.

“Terrorsaur Terrorize! Rawk.” The flying one said and turned into a white faced, red eyed, red and silver armored man. The arachnid thought of only one thing.

‘He needs to work on that squawk defect.’ He then paid attention to the last two since they seemed to have some sort of history.

“Megatron Terrorize!” The purple one yelled out. His body was purple and silver, dino head for his left arm, tail for his right arm, and a head that looked like an eraser; his feet were still that of his beast mode.

“Optimus Maximize.” The gorilla said with a grunt/roar. His body was black, white, and some of red, while his head had blue trim and red eyes.

“Now: Obliterate them.” The evil leader ordered to the others. They all shot out what ever they had: scorpion missiles from his pincers, laser blast from the T-rex head, machine gun fire from the spider, and hand gun fire from the flyer. Rhinox and Rattrap dove for cover while Optimus countered with the blaster on his left arm. As they were fighting Scorponok launched a missile at the fleeing cat. He screamed in surprise, and once he landed some of the rocks that he was using for cover locked in his right ankle.

“I’m stuck!” The yellow one yelled out while struggling to get free. The leader saw this and decided to use one of his soldiers to retrieve the downed warrior.

“Rattrap, get Cheetor, we’ll cover you.” He shouted to the gray member of the team while under enemy fire. The rat, like most, was concerned of keeping himself in one piece.

“Yeah, right.” The vermin said back with a sarcastic laugh thrown in. That made the leader slightly angered.

“That’s an order Rattrap.” He said with a slightly angered voice, but still in control. Even with that piece of anger in his voice the big mouse was still not interested.

“Yeah, and you can just kiss my skid-plate, Fearless leader cause I’M not getting out there and gettin my pelt punctured.” He said back to him while pointing with his left thumb while holding his gun with his right hand. This angered the gorilla even further, and that was when the web-slinger decided to make his appearance.

“No problem, guy, I’ll handle some of those guys and you get the cat out of there.” Spider-Man said after walking over to them; naturally his reflexes kept him from getting hit.

“Are you sure?” Optimus questioned, deciding to ask who he was later. The human nodded as an answer and the web-slinger went to work.

“First I’m gonna need a volunteer to help me out.” Spider said and Rattrap was about to argue when he added, “And you will do.” He then fired a web-line at the Wasp’s chest and flew up to him.

“Waspinator can not see!” The green bug said in alarm after the arachnid blobbed up his eyes with his webbing. He then hopped on the bugs back.

“Don’t worry; I’ll be your eyes.” Spider-Man said to him before grabbing the antennas on his robot head. “Look out there’s an enemy over to your left.” He shouted and forced the bug to turn left and taking his advice he fired and hit: Scorponok. “No, wait, I mean the far right side.” He corrected and angled the bug who fired on another one of his allies: Tarantulas. Megatron saw his men go down and he saw the problem.

‘What is that incompetent bug doing?’ The purple one thought before seeing a red and blue figure on his back. ‘Who is that?’ He thought and added, ‘Probably another flunky of Primal’s.’ He saw that the man on the wasp’s back was in control as he bared witness to the fall of the third one.

“That gorilla is right in front of you: head-butt him.” Spider said and leapt off of him before he did so.

“Waspinator, you imbecile!” Terrorsaur shouted after he was slammed in the stomach by the wasp’s head.

‘Looks like I’m up.’ Optimus thought before revealing himself from the rock he was using as cover and flew off. He dive-bombed to where the cat was; despite the followers being down for a moment Megatron was able to keep up with the return fire. As Primal was diving he saw that the strange man had landed inside of the chasm wall, near the top. ‘So close, stranger.’ He thought before being hit from a blast by Megatron to his pack: sending him nearly crashing where Cheetor was.

“Optimus.” The brown and green one said in alarm after seeing that hit. He feared the worse for his old friend, since he knew Optimus preferred flight.

“Ha, ha; see told ya.” Rattrap said aloud, not the least bit sorry for not giving him a hand. The arachnid who landed in front of the rock those two were using as cover saw the cat’s gun. He shot a line at the gun and flung it to him which he caught.

‘I guess this works like your average gun.’ He thought after giving it a once over, but he did not get a change to try it because his spider sense warned him of an attack, ‘Spider sense, but where.’ He thought before just barely dodging a missile from the slightly recovered scorpion. He landed in front of the two and witnessed Optimus blast the rock that kept Cheetor down. Unfortunately by now the other three were recovering from the web-head’s stunt and were blasting even harder under the tyrants orders.

“Do not let them escape!” Which they did, they did not want to get on their leader’s bad side.

‘Not my style, but work with what you got.’ Rhinox thought as he saw the feline’s gun. He picked that up with his left hand and then picked up the chicken with his right hand.

“Hey, let me down, ya big bulldozer.” The rat complained while trying to get free.

“Cover fire. They need it we give it. Now!” He answered back while waving Cheetor’s gun around before revealing the two of them from the rock they were hiding under. As they were blasting Rattrap was screaming at the top of his voice box. Most of their blasts caused the Predacons to take cover.

“Back to the base! Let’s go! Let’s go!” Optimus shouted after giving the arachnid a nod, meaning for him to follow the crew of animals, and the three ran up their side of the gorge. The three of them passed Rhinox and Rattrap, who were still providing cover fire for a while, but even they fled; this only angered Megatron further.

“After them, go you---.” His order was cut short due to a sudden surge of pain that was affecting all of his systems. It hurt him so bad that he had to use the tail on his left arm for balance, but he was not the only one affected: all of them were.

“Waspinator can not move.” The flying bug said after crash landing, since the surge was affecting his wing attachments.

“Energon field build up. Convert back to beast mode.” The leader of the enemy announced before following his own order. About this time dusk was starting to set in and they were heading back to base in beast mode on Rhinox’s back. The only thing different was the red and blue creature over to the horned one’s right side. The gorilla was still wanting to name, but for the moment he had something else to deal with.

“Hey, hey what’s got your servos so bent?” Rattrap questioned after Optimus reached him and held him to his face.

“Let’s get one thing straight Rattrap. I am commander of this group and when I give an order I expect it to be obeyed.” The leader said, still a bit angry at his fellow Maximal, and that an unknown did what this one could not.

“Oh yeah, so I get vapt because your too chicken to go yourself.” The rat said, believing that his boss would use them as shields so he could handle things.

“I will not give an order I am not willing to do myself.” He answered to the rat angrily before calming down and adding in a calmer tone, “But I was capable of giving you better cover fire, you were not.” Feeling that this conversation was done he threw the small member onto the back of his shoulders.


“Eh, come on, what are you shortin’ about? We got out of there alive, didn’t we?” The rat questioned while moving around the apes back so he could see where they were going. He really was trying to cheer up the leaders spirits with that statement, but he had a feeling that it wasn’t working.

“But injured; It’ll take time for our beast forms to effect internal repairs.” Optimus said with a low level of disappointment.

“Yeah, yeah. Well, better you than me.” The rat said while glancing at the beast form of his leader. The rest of the trip was in silence, but they were all wondering who the new one’s name was.

“On to a different subject: who are you?” Primal questioned while looking to the one walking along side them. The human turned around and decided to answer them truthfully, after what just happened.

“The name’s Spider-Man and I was happy to help out. Back home, you guys have an extra bed I could borrow.” He said and was a bit surprised that he got a nod as an answer to his question.

“Of course, it is the least we can do after you gave us a lead in that battle.” Optimus said and saw that the complainer of the group was about to say nay, but was interrupted by Spider-Man.

“Looks like, Cheetor is coming back.” He saw that he caught them by surprise of knowing their names. “I was there where you guys were doing a group transformation.” He explained to them, and waited for the yellow one to arrive.

“I think we gave them the fade Optimus.” He said while looking up at the leader. The feline decided to take the rear, to see if they were being tailed, knowing that his speed was the key.

“Keep your sensors on full.” He warned/ordered and added, “According to the Golden Disk theft reports: there were six Predacons – one of them was missing from the battle.” With that last bit caused Rattrap to try to grasp at straws.

“Yeah, well, maybe he was destroyed in the crash.” The others also wanted to believe that as well, but after the battle, they were all pretty skeptical about it.

“That kind of luck we haven’t getting much of lately.” Rhinox said to them: shooting down what little hope they had.

‘Great job, Eeyore.’ Peter thought while remembering of one of the most negative characters Disney has ever made after hearing Rhinox’s comment.


“Tell me about it.” Cheetor said, agreeing with the heavy member of the team. He then looked forward, and saw that they were almost home, but he also saw the sixth one they were talking about. “Look.” He said, alerting the others of the threat.

“Well that must be the sixth one we’ve been waiting for: Mini-Megatron.” Spider-Man said as they walked closer to the narrow strip of land, where the brown raptor was waiting.

“Should we blast `im.” Rhinox suggested to the dismounted leader after arriving at the edge of the deeper chasm.

“Keep that option open, but hang on.” He said to the roadblock wreaker and walked over to the dinosaur. The dinosaur, who must have been waiting for a while, began to speak to his enemy.

“Attention Maximals, My name is Dinobot. I have left the Predacons to join your group…as leader.” Dinobot said to them, and some of them appreciated the extra hand, but the last part even caught the web-spinner off guard.

“What?! Did I hear the word: ‘leader’?” The feline questioned, being the most surprised about someone taking over his friend’s position.

“This guy's got bearings of chrome steel.” The rhino commented calmly after hearing that proposal. Rattrap nodded in agreement, and Spider-Man also had to agree since he had a feeling what Rhinox meant with translation to human anatomy.

“I hereby challenge you Optimus Primal, to a one on one battle.” Dino said, seeing the slight anger in his soon to be opponent’s face he added, “The leader shall lead the Maximals and the loser shall be destroyed.” The last part, they all noticed was stated darker than the rest.

‘This won’t end well.’ Spider thought and added to his thought, ‘Optimus is probably still damaged from that play-date earlier today, and Dinobot probably isn’t even tired.’

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