Ep0.5 - crater of Haleakalā, Maui, HI (Open)

League had visited quite a few planets in his time as a miner, most of them didn't have any life on them and even if they did none of them had a native species who had advanced to the level of Cybertronians or even humans. But out of all the oceans the Autobot could remember, few matched the sights, sounds and depths of Earth. He was on one of his trips again, taking a break from watching the base as he puttered around in submarine form. Now being in the dark depths of the ocean might sound lonely to some, but League had found another thing he liked about Earth, it's people broadcasted some very interesting songs and somehow the miner had found a station that did old sailor shanties and drinking songs, two of the mech's favorite forms of music. In fact he was currently wrapped up in one such song, singing it out into teh water that surrounded him, with miles and miles of nothing, confident that not a soul could hear him.

Not many bots knew it, less still were left alive with this secret, but the deep brass voice of League was not all that bad at singing, he was no crooner, but for a a bot as rough as he was, the mech had a shocking good set of vocals on him.

"Got a whale of a tale to tell ya, lads
A whale of a tale or two
'Bout the flapping fish and girls I've loved
On nights like this with the moon above
A whale of a tale and it's all true,
I swear by my tatoo

There was Mermaid Minnie
Met her down in Madagascar
She would kiss me
Anytime that I would ask her
Then one evening
Her flame of love blew out
Blow me down and pick me up,
She swapped me for a trout!

Got a whale of a tale to tell ya, lads
A whale of a tale or-... A slagging gain?!"

But all was not notes, cords and fish tails, as just when League was getting into the swing of things his sensors picked up a rather faint distress signal, but not from any of the bots he knew, it felt alien.

"Well...looks like it's time to play 'Hide and Seek' heh." He paused before adding "Or perhaps if I'm lucky I'll get to switch to 'Search and Destroy' that would really make my vacation something special!"

Hoping for a chance to blow up a few 'Cons and perhaps a tale or two to tell over some energon, League began to follow the signal, homing in on it as his hull sliced soundlessly through the waves of the deep blue sea.

The Autobot tracked the signal for a while, at least until the mech noticed something kinda shocking, the signal was coming from high up above League head. While this was less comforting then trying to track a signal in the middle of the ocean, it also meant that there was a higher chance of this distress signal not being a trap or a fluke of human technology.

On the other hand it also meant that League was going to have to lay low until he could figure out just what was going on. Luckily for him that was easy for a submarine, all he had to do was submerge himself a few meters down and then keep his sensors trained on the pesky little signal above.

As the source of the signal dipped lower, League finally got a good sensor full and was able to at least note that it was a Cybertronian shuttle of some sort. Whether it was friend of foe he was unable to find out, the best he could do was kick his engine to overdrive and try to chase it as he could kept a lock on the falling ship.

It was plain to see when he arrived that the ship was sinking, after all it was designed for the vacuum of space, not the ocean. League would have mocked such an oversight if there wasn't the possibility that fellow Autobots were on board and in very real danger. Of course they might be Decepticons, in which case things got a bit more interesting, but that would have to wait.

Taking a chance League opened a short broadcast on all com frequencies "This is Autobot League. I am currently surfaced beside your ship. I can give you a lift if your fellow bots, but if your happen to be 'Cons I'll be more then happy to taunt you the entire way down to Davy Jone's Locker. So who and what are you?"

As he called out the sub breached the surface of the water, just floating there as he kept his sensors on the ship and listened in for any reply. He almost added that he could blow a hole in the shuttle if it was needed, but he figured something that trigger happy could wait until he knew just what he was dealing with. Heck, it might even be fun putting a couple more holes in it just to watch the Decepticons sink faster...that is, as long as there weren't any slagging Seekers on board.

League began to lower himself along with the ship, trying to stay on equal depth with it as it began to sink. The mech also listened to the mix of responses he got from it, noting that he heard only two bots reply and both claimed to be Autobots. While he wasn't quite so trusting of this, the miner just gave a mental shrug and figured that Prime would sort things out once he brought them back.

"Well, just get out of that ship, it doesn't matter where you do it. I have a pretty good sonar here and once I spot yah I'll pick you up. Of course first you got to get out of eh bloody thing and I am happy to blow that thing to scrap if you need it done."

With another message sent over the com-link League was starting to feel a bit better about this. For one he got to blow things up and two he got to play hero. Neither were goals he often got to fulfill as his odd choice of altmode left him stuck at the base on most days. And if they turned out to be lying 'Cons, well at least he got to blow up a few more things, perhaps he would get anotehr chance at playing hero at another date.

Saddly, League was not in his robot form at the moment or he would have been smiling as he launched two torpedoes at the sinking Autobot shuttle. He did however tone down the firepower a bit to make sure they would just breach the hull, after all he didn't want to end up causing a chain reaction and blowing the whole thing sky high. As the twin torpedoes flew off, they arched into their target and opened up a large gash in the side of the ship.

"Alright folks, better hop on."

The sub called out as he positioned himself right outside of the hole, waiting for the two bots inside to get a move on.. After all, they didn't have too much time left. The pressure wouldn't affect League in the least, but those two weren't designed for this and would be crushed like beer cans against a jock's forehead.