Ep.1 - The King Has Arrived - Closed

[grimlock]

((For Warcry. Post came out longer than expected.))

Amidst the bright blue skies and puffy white clouds of the Mexican desert was what some would consider an unusual sight: a giant fireball. The large flaming mass that was plummeting to the ground wasn't an asteroid, but a small ship of non-human creation that was housing a rather annoyed Cybertronian. The Autobot at the controls wasn't a flier, or particularly trained at piloting a craft during planet entry, but was confident in his abilities. He had been in much worse conditions and survived, there was no reason for him to think otherwise for this point in time.

From inside the cockpit a multitude of lights were flashing brightly, alarms were blaring loudly, the ship was shaking violently, and the ground was coming up very quickly. In the middle of it all was the Dinobot leader laying on his belly and mashing his large hands against the control panel of the small scout ship. Needless to say he was not in the greatest of moods, but when was he ever? "Why you no slowdown stupid ship! Me Grimlock say SLOW DOWN!" Grimlock roared in anger before smashing the control panel with one hand, and ripping out the control stick with another. When his optics saw the damage he created he flew into a rage, smashing everything he could with his fists while roaring unintelligibly.

The small craft slammed into the desert at full speed, carving a long and deep trench in the ground as it violently decelerated, littering the landing site with debris. When it finally came to a screeching stop everything went suddenly quite aside from the bits of wreckage that managed to stay on fire. The landing could have harmed many a Cybertronian had then not been wearing any safety restraints like Grimlock. Lucky ones would have had injuries, unluckier ones may have been put into stasis to preserve their lives until help could arrive, and the unluckiest would have gone offline. Grimlock wasn't like many Cybertronians though. Grimlock had survived torture and horrors that would have broken lesser bots. Grimlock had been cut open, shot, blown up, set on fire, dropped from orbit, drowned, hosed with acid, everything in between, and everything beyond, and he somehow survived it all. Grimlock is the biggest, and the strongest there is.

The silence was pierced when a fiery-orange blade suddenly erupted through the roof of the small ship. The blade retreated for a second before stabbing outward from a different location accompanied by a grunt of frustration. The energon-sword was stabbed through the ship a few more times before the Dinobot leader was able to make a few long slices and make himself an exit from the burning piece of scrap that was around him. Grimlock let out a feral growl as he climbed out of the wreckage and set foot on Earth's soil for the first time.

Grimlock's optics scanned the area as his sword powered down and collapsed to be stored. He was in an uninhabited arid area with little vegetation, flat land, and the planet's star was high in the sky. If the Autobots or Decepticons hadn't picked up his signal when he was entering the planet's atmosphere, then the Autobot SOS the crashed ship was probably sending out would be noticed. Grimlock stayed in the deep trench his ship had made, crouching to keep his head low. He had come to this planet due to a transmission sent out by Optimus Prime. It didn't matter if it was a trap or not, there would be Decepticons as well. Given the harsh landing he had, and the automated distress beacon, he wouldn't put it past some 'Cons to show up looking for some easy pickings.

Grimlock almost wished that a Decepticon would show up before an Autobot. Someone thinking they've found an easy kill or parts and energon to scavenge, only to be surprised. Grimlock so enjoyed reminding Decepticons that he was still alive. That despite all that had been done to him he still lived. The Dinobots had literally been turned into monsters, and it was a reputation they held on to. Grimlock was forged in a pit of nightmares and haunted the dreams of many Cybertronian. He was what some would tell younglings stories of to get them to behave if the war had ended.

He didn't know it, but the planet he was standing on belongs to the creatures that had inspired his alt-mode. The Tyrannosaurus-Rex had died off millions of years ago leaving only fossils to be remembered by. Now a giant robot version of one that could breathe fire and transform was currently on the planet again. How the planet didn't explode from the awesomeness, no one knows.

[warcry]

//Aaand straight to the action//

Their radar had picked up the trace of unknown spacecraft, which had not answered to their calls, either it hadn't given any signal. It had just passed through, and crashed on earth. It had to be either damaged, or, it's pilot wasn't the best chose for job.
Anyway, before anyone else, Warcry had volunteered himself to investigate the crashsite. Right now, anything that allowed him to leave Nemesis for an while, was very welcome. He had had that bad feeling that the one femme was always behind him, trying to find a good excuse to off line him. He had talked to the other crewmembers, and had just heard that it's just normal, as she was overprotective towards Megatron. Though, he knew better than that, that she had some real grudges towards him, and was more than willing to put out his spark.

Now, as the bridge opened, decepticon heavy hitter stepped outside, before bridge closed behind him. He was bit off target, yet it wasn't difficult at all to find the crashsite, as he catched black smoke rising up in the sky, and got into his alt mode, opening throttle wide, letting his roaring engine speed him up.

As soon as he closed in, his sensors scanned the site, not yet finding any source of life. Surviving that kind of crash was after all something pretty unlikely. If it was autobot ship, there propably would be just leftovers for him to clean up. If it was con ship, who knows, if they were still active, they could be taken to Nemesis. Thoughts running through his processor were cut, as his sensors caught energy signal, a very lively one!

Warcry saw, as one of the biggest cybertronians he'd ever seen, climbed up from the wreck, seeming not to be damaged too badly. This one was someone Warcry couldn't at least remember, but closer he got, he realized this one was autobot, at least what his sigil gave in. Part of him wanted to call backup, but the warrior, who loved fighting, over his limits, wanted to take this one all for himself. No negotiations would be needed, autobots were not allowed to have this giant into their ranks. His weapon systems were activated, as he slowed down a little bit, two huge gatlings revealing themselves from his trailer, same time hatches opening everywhere.

As soon as his targeting was locked, the gatlings started to spill their heavy fire with immense speed, recoil slowing him down even more, which he just fixed by giving his engine all he got, and kept his speed. Same time, from the hatches on top of his trailer, with loud bangs, huge amount of grenades took off. As well as the side hatches, firing guided missiles. It was massive field artillery, which explosions covered the whole crashsite. Warcry just hoped that newcomer would be harder than that, or wise enough to cover, so that fun wouldn't be over that fast.

[grimlock]

Grimlock reacted quickly as he was peppered with bullets. Panels on his left arm opened up revealing his shield emitter and quickly activating it. The orange-red energon shield was nearly as large as Grimlock himself, letting him to easily hide behind it for safety. An instant later the heavy shelling began, and things got a heck of a lot noisier. Grimlock's shield held strong, keeping the Dinobot from taking any direct hits, but shrapnel from the explosives that landed around him scratched and scarred his thick armor. With the torrent of bullets, grenades, and missiles hammering down around the Autobot like a thunderstorm, a huge cloud of smoke and dust began to form and obscure Grimlock from sight. Part of Grimlock was was very pleased at the thought of a tough combatant while another part of him was getting increasingly annoyed with the heavy shelling.

When there was a lull in the shelling a large plume of flame erupted skyward from the cloud like something exploding. The ground shook with rhythmic thumps and large metal head emerged from the obscuring dust and smoke. The beast was huge with two powerful legs, a long body, and a massive head with equally massive jaws for it. This Cybertronian was the only one to have this alt-mode, and just about everyone who had heard stories of the later half of the war would have heard at least one about this particular rage-filled death-bringer. Warcry had just angered Grimlock, leader of the Dinobots, and his two rage-red optics were trained on the Decepticon.

The giant robotic T-Rex charged at Warcry, with its rear thrusters pouring on the speed. Grimlock wasn't the kind to win races, but he was the kind to be a bit faster than he appeared. The Dinobot ran at the Decepticon head on, and attempting to bathe him in fire with his flamethrower as soon as he got close. Grimlock's flamethrower was a powerful weapon, but he wasn't going to stop and just sit there with it on. The Dinobot kept his charge going, lowering his head and attempting to ram Warcry when he got close enough in order to tip him over. The one advantage he liked with his beast-mode was being able to right himself without having to transform, something many wheeled Cybertronians couldn't do.

[warcry]

After a while of firing, Warcry stopped, last grenades and missiles landing, ground was trembling, and the sound was like a thunderstorm, then it was grave quiet, for an second. Had he already killed his target? He hoped that the target could take more than that. For an cybertronian of that size, he had great expectations. And wouldn't be disappointed.

As the flame erupted, the first thing he didn't expected, wasn't the giant metallic t-rex, which he now identified. He never had seen Grimlock himself, but had heard the rumors about this juggernaut, about his skills and overhelming strenght. His spark was trembling, not because fear, but because of excitement. He had found this prey, and it would be all his, no-one would come between them, he would enjoy every single nanosecond.

As t-rex charged, Warcry let his engine rew, releasing the clutch, wheels and tracks biting themselves into the ground, as he replied to Grimlock's charge, with his. He was lighter, yes, but his armoring was desinged to take attacks even from heavier than himself. First one against grimlock would be his strongest armor plating. He either was lightly built, and with speed he was now building up, it wouldn't be that easy for dinobot to tip him over, without hurting himself also.

The flames engulfed him, and he felt the heat, but didn't slow down, knowing it would be the worst thing to do. Warcry squeezed the last remaining torqs out of his engine, before crashing the dinobot's head. High speed crash, caused his vision to blurr for and second, but as he felt his midsection give in, he immediatedly started turning into his bipedal mode, his trailer first taking form of his lower body, kicking his still transforming body over leaned dinobot. As soon as his transforming was ready, he caught his blaster, firing midair shots towards the head of Grimlock.

[grimlock]

Pain wasn't something that registered with Grimlock. Any damage done was noted, but like the Pokémon Slowpoke, it would take a while for him to feel the effects. Not that he cared much about it, it just meant that the longer a fight went on the angrier he became. If the fight had started with the the collision Grimlock would still be somewhat of a good mood, but having to wait through all the shelling had seriously pissed the Dinobot off. As dim as many people people thought Grimlock to be, he wasn't stupid enough to stand and take a barrage of firepower to the face.

The off balance T-Rex did take a tumble when it bashed against the truck. When Grimlock went into his beast-mode he had the odd distinction of getting larger, and stooping down to the level of the truck made it easy for him to faceplant. Instead of transforming like most bots would he swiftly rolled back onto his feet, taking blaster fire across his side as he turned to face Warcry. The fearsome maw of the beast opened wide once more and unleashed a stream of fire at the Decepticon. While it wasn't true, someone had started a rumor during the war that Grimlock had installed the flamethrower himself because he enjoyed devouring his enemies warm.