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Strange one.........................
Takes place on semi-desertfied plant located in the neutral zone, unusually large numbers of Predacons have been attacking outposts and smaller towns, slaughtering every one and stealing weapons and supplies. The Council of this world can't openly enlist the help of the Autobots due to their status as a neutral planet and becouse there is a dangerous political tightrope that needs to be navigated since many see the Autobots as ones will bring war to their world but they can't allow these raids to continue. In desperation they contact the Autbots using an encrypted channel
They can't just send any one, they need to send those who won't stick out and can easily disguise themselves and act as if they are mercenaries which means Arcee and Sky Lynx. Neither will be regonized and they can easily hide their faction symbol. Much to poor Sky Lynx's exasperation this mans he will end up with a saddle, a bridle, the whole embarrassing nine yards despite any vocal complaints.
Being a Primitive will work for him instead of against him. Most the inhabitants will think he's just a stupid beast of burden and since he can fly he will be able to cover large areas and easily find the Predacon stronghold some where in the complex maze of winding canyons(they have holed up in an old mining factory)
They head to Holiday Town (you can rename it). Its a small outpost but they are too late to save any of the inhabitants, thick black plumes of smoke pour from the ruble of buildings, the inhabitants of the outpost slaughtered. The Pred leave an obvoius tral on purpose that leads out into the wastelands and towards the canyons.
The Preds of course, have laid out traps around their strong hold to catch intruders so they are not defenseless by any means.
I have a few ways they may end up being captured, flying under a natural stone bridge gets him tangled up in a tough net comprised of thin tightly woven material that is very difficult for fliers to see in low light conditions or a high powered harpoon. Send it right into that natural gap between the base of his neck and shoulder so it tears up the shoulder joint and barbed head of it exists just behind his shoulder between the platting. Either way they end up captured.
Needless to say the Preds are more then happy to have some entertainment and have no qualms about pitting some of their better warrior against a restrained Sky Lynx while deciding what to do with their other captive. Just to add a twist, one of the Council members it working with the Preds.
Thats all I got so far.. I'd love to have some one co-write it with me. It has some potential to be moddified for a Prime fic now that I think of it. I have a feeling that somehow, some way Jack woudl find a way to haul along
Takes place on semi-desertfied plant located in the neutral zone, unusually large numbers of Predacons have been attacking outposts and smaller towns, slaughtering every one and stealing weapons and supplies. The Council of this world can't openly enlist the help of the Autobots due to their status as a neutral planet and becouse there is a dangerous political tightrope that needs to be navigated since many see the Autobots as ones will bring war to their world but they can't allow these raids to continue. In desperation they contact the Autbots using an encrypted channel
They can't just send any one, they need to send those who won't stick out and can easily disguise themselves and act as if they are mercenaries which means Arcee and Sky Lynx. Neither will be regonized and they can easily hide their faction symbol. Much to poor Sky Lynx's exasperation this mans he will end up with a saddle, a bridle, the whole embarrassing nine yards despite any vocal complaints.
Being a Primitive will work for him instead of against him. Most the inhabitants will think he's just a stupid beast of burden and since he can fly he will be able to cover large areas and easily find the Predacon stronghold some where in the complex maze of winding canyons(they have holed up in an old mining factory)
They head to Holiday Town (you can rename it). Its a small outpost but they are too late to save any of the inhabitants, thick black plumes of smoke pour from the ruble of buildings, the inhabitants of the outpost slaughtered. The Pred leave an obvoius tral on purpose that leads out into the wastelands and towards the canyons.
The Preds of course, have laid out traps around their strong hold to catch intruders so they are not defenseless by any means.
I have a few ways they may end up being captured, flying under a natural stone bridge gets him tangled up in a tough net comprised of thin tightly woven material that is very difficult for fliers to see in low light conditions or a high powered harpoon. Send it right into that natural gap between the base of his neck and shoulder so it tears up the shoulder joint and barbed head of it exists just behind his shoulder between the platting. Either way they end up captured.
Needless to say the Preds are more then happy to have some entertainment and have no qualms about pitting some of their better warrior against a restrained Sky Lynx while deciding what to do with their other captive. Just to add a twist, one of the Council members it working with the Preds.
Thats all I got so far.. I'd love to have some one co-write it with me. It has some potential to be moddified for a Prime fic now that I think of it. I have a feeling that somehow, some way Jack woudl find a way to haul along