A Game of Hide and Seek

[Psychowing]

Message from Optimus Prime~

Blaster, our Communications officer, has detected possible Decepticon activity in the tropical forests near Copan, Honduras in Central America. You and a couple others have been assigned to scope the area for the Decepticons. Be careful, for they may be Rebelcons instead. Both are dangerous, and you are advised to contact for backup if any trouble arises. Find out why they are there and drive them away from their objective.

"Ugh, I don't why I'd be help to ya." the small Decepticon-gone-Autobot named Wheelie complained, struggling to get over and through the short shrubbery and tree roots, "It's not like I can do much."

"The Decepticons won't see you as well. For once, your size is an advantage." the black Autobot known as Ironhide rumbled, "Sometimes I consider that just blasting these trees to clear a path would be better..."

"Yea, what a dump." Wheelie commented, "So, we near the spot their signal came from?"

"Almost...What do you think, Fusion?" Ironhide asked.

[ Sorry for lack of description, but feel free to google what the place looks like. It's kinda neat and I thought it would be a fun environment to be in. :3 Thar be Mayan temples heeya. ]

[Fusion's Spark]

"I think this scenery is beautiful." Fusion stated, waving her tallons around, "But the fact that it's beauty is the reason we have to travel on foot is unhelpful."She sighed, "My radars say we're close, but it is very vague. Fusion moaned and closed her receptor on her arm.

The mossy, tall, thick trees were what Ironhide was thretening to blast away. Fusion widened her red optics and lifted her vizor to look up at the endless leaves above her. The plants below her metalic feet were broad in their color spectrum, and Fusion was much more concered with them than her current grumpy traveling companions.

[Psychowing]

"Mmf. Indeed this planet does have some...organic beauty to it." Ironhide mused a moment, but his militaristic mind wouldn't permit him to think long on the subject, "I think we should split up. We'll cover more ground. Com-link each other if you get a visual on the Decepticons."

"Hey, I ain't going alone. I'm stickin' with the big guy here." Wheelie indicated Ironhide with a jab of a claw.

Ironhide gave a growl of distaste, for he thought the small ex-'Con was one of the most annoying things he's ever encountered. His blue optics set on Fusion however. "Remember, don't engage until we're there. When there's one 'Con, there tends to be more."

"Yeah, cowards..." Wheelie piped in, "They gotta gang up on someone, or else they'll chicken out. Or, at least most of them."

[Fusion's Spark]

"That is if they don't attack first." Fusion announced, hearing fear in her own vocals. "You know I am only good at long range, and most 'Cons are close-combatents. If I get in trouble, you had better be there in a nanosecond!"

Fusion tested her shield and a light blue, glowing berrier formed around her. "It's not like I can walk with this on, and it can only take so much damage untill it fizzles out and my body takes damage. It only lasts about a minute depending on the attack, and you know its an inhibitor because attacks can't go out of it either. Fusion switched it off. "Be careful you two."

Trodding off through the long-leafed foliage, Fusion could only hope that she wouldn't be found first.

[Psychowing]

"You have my word we will arrive quickly." Ironhide replied, "These trees are hardly an obstacle. You be careful as well."

"Yea, like that's gonna help." Wheelie muttered, which was responded to with a stomp of Ironhide's foot near him, "Whoa whoa! Fine, I'll shadup."

Meanwhile, lurking in distance trees, a pair of unusual green optics watched the group separate. The owner of those optics tipped her head to the side, considering which one to follow. "Ooo, femme look fun, no meany mech. Psychowing think she will follow." she spoke lightly to herself.

The small femme activated her force field to aid in her silent stalking. She was told to scout for any that would foil the Rebelcon mission, but her curiosity always got in the way. She watched how careful the other femme was in traveling through the delicate forest and thought to herself, 'Hide and seek? Hee, she seek. Careful seek. Psychowing better at hiding.'

[Fusion's Spark]

Stopping to gather her surroundings, Fusion noticed there was little noise in such a dence forest. Suddenly the birds stopped chirping around her, and flew from the trees. They seemed to be screaming.

Quickly turning on her detectors, Fusion was sure she was being watched. She dare not speak. Trying to look aloof to her watcher, she continued walking, but even more carefully than before.

After a while of walking through the forest, Fusion stopped at an enormous tree. It was larger than her arms width, and she was facinated, but only for a short time. Her watcher was getting closer, and she could feel it in her wireing.

[Psychowing]

Psychowing was mildly frustrated at the birds that spooked easily. She only had a way to be more silent, not to become invisible. Her large, spiky ear sensors perked up slightly as she realized the femme was getting closer to the rest of her group, who only consisted of a few Seekers. She had to get her away.

She leaped from where she was hiding to a thick-enough branch on the large tree the other femme was standing in front of. She balanced on her small, narrow feet and called down to the Autobot in a cheery voice, "Psychowing see femme, now femme see Psychowing! What is femme doing in forest?"

Psychowing then dropped from the branch, her large, heavy tail wrapping around the branch. She swung upside-down from the branch. "Does femme want to play game! I know good one!"

The small femme looked hardly intimidating. She stood only 12 feet tall and appeared child-like. Her wings suggested that she had a jet alt. mode. Her round face accompanied her differently-sized round optics. Her crazed grin, however, could put someone off, for her mouth was curved in a devilish grin, exposing sharp, little teeth accompanied by some larger teeth, which was a Seeker trait. Her right shoulder bore a Rebelcon insignia.

[Fusion's Spark]

Fusion stared at the small Rebelcon, noticing the ensignia, and became visibly nervous. She wished the others were here, but if she sent a message she might alert the other Rebelcons of their presence.

"You really want to play?" Fusion asked, smiling. There might be a chance she could outsmart the small Reb, but there was no telling if it would work. "If you know a game, would you mind telling me the rules?"

[Psychowing]

Psychowing's optics blinked and she brought a hand to her chin in thought. "Femme want play? Hmm...game. How about..." her devious grin reappeared on her face, "Hide and Go Boom? You hide, Psychowing go find. Be gooood hider, or else...BOOM!"

She giggled and drew her small grenade launcher. She didn't point it at Fusion, but she did hold it menacingly. "I blow you up! Then you try finding Psychowing. I'm a gooood hider. Fun game, yes!"

Indeed, anything that exploded was fun to her...It didn't matter who or what it was, if something exploded, she would giggle madly at it. She remembered rigging something of Skywarp's and it exploded in his face. Not to mention all the other little pranks she did to other Rebelcons.

[Fusion's Spark]

Hide and Go Boom, yes? Well, lets get started, you will have to cover your optics while I hide, am I right? It's no fun if you can see me."

Fusion had to think fast. "Hide and Go Boom" wasn't going to be her new favorite game, and she doubted there would be any use dragging the rest of the team into it. It looked like she had no choice but to find a way out and call for backup. Rebelcons were definately here, and that was extremely dangerous.

"That sounds fair, right Psychowing? Fusion asked the dimented Reb'.

[Psychowing]

Psychowing giggled again. "Psychowing know that! I count to 10, hide quick! Recommend you to thataway!" she pointed the opposite direction of her allies, "Much better hiding places there!"

Though, as she covered her optics with her small, clawed hands, an angry snarl sounded from somewhere behind her. "Slag it, 'Warp!"

"What're you mad at me for?" a different voice complained.

Psychowing froze a moment, startled at the sudden outburst. In a matter of seconds, she clambered up the tree and peered down at her two fellow Seekers, who were considered Elite Seekers among the Rebelcons. Both looked similar to each other, but one was light blue while the other was black and royal purple. The blue Seeker was adjusting a machine that sat near one of the Mayan temples, which was a quarter mile away. "You are supposed to be helping me set this up, but instead you're content with playing around with a primitive structure!" the blue one growled in a voice that supported his name, Thundercracker.

"Ehehe, but it's fun!" the black Seeker, known as Skywarp, chortled, "I'm happy to be out of that base. Our brother loves to order us around like we're grunts. Also, it's good to feel the wind under our wings instead of being stuck in space."

Skywarp finished making a large Rebelcon insignia that he was burning into the side of the Mayan temple with his Null Ray. The blue Seeker grumbled and continued working on the device. "We were given a mission. We must finish it with efficiency."

"Yea yea..." Skywarp muttered, and he turned to aid his fellow wingman.

Psychowing gulped. Not done yet? No no... She slid down the tree and pointed her grenade launcher at Fusion, her normal, crazed grin turned to a small frown. She was sure that the Autobot femme heard Thundercracker's anger too. "No move, now Psychowing be serious. We have mission, we finish mission. We have scrambler, so you have trouble with static to friends, keekeekee."

[Fusion's Spark]

'I knew it!' Fusion didn't dare move. This was going to get messy if she couldn't defeat this crazed Reb, and there was no more games to play. She widened her optics and looked above her, there was a slim chance of going up through the branches, and a slimmer chance of running from the nimble bot.

"Never surrender!" Fusion shouted as loud as she could, and threw up her shield. Just then, Psychowing pulled the trigger, and in the smoke of the explosion, She turned and ran back through the trees, made a dash to see what the Rebelcons were working on.

She saw two Seekers fiddling with a device. She didn't have time to look on, and tried to send a message for backup to Optimous, but it really was no use. She could only hope that her partners heard her or the noise.

She had to recharge her shield, so drawing her Plasma Rifle, she hid and watched for movement; watched the trees, hoping, praying... that she wouldn't have to give her new hiding spot away.

[Psychowing]

"Eeep, stay still!" Psychowing whined when she saw the femme disappear in the smoke.

She looked around until she saw her standing in the trees nearby where her comrades worked. She considered getting her herself, but when she saw the Autobot draw her weapon, she squeaked and ran from the cover of the trees to the clearing near the Mayan temple and where the other Seekers worked. Her scanners pin-pointed where the Autobot hid, thanks to her heat-seeking sensors that mainly helped with her demolition skills. "Eeep, 'Warp! Autobot!" she pointed.

"Huh?" Skywarp looked up from the device and noticed the femme among the trees. He smirked, his humorous, fiery-orange optics flashing. "Aww, it's a widdle Auto-femme. Hey, I got this, TC."

Thundercracker mumbled and focused on the machine. The sooner it was done, the sooner they could get out of here. Skywarp strode casually toward Fusion. "Here femmey femmey femmey." he called in a mocking voice, "Come here and we won't have to hurt you..."

Psychowing circled around the other side of Fusion, so she wouldn't have an opportunity to run without a fight. "No scare femme!" she called.

Skywarp seemed lost at first. "Don't scare her? What do yo-...Ohh, don't scare her. I got it." he formed a malicious grin, "Don't worry, I won't..."



From a distance, Wheelie was the one to hear the explosion. "What the heck was that?" he asked, spinning around to the direction the sound came from.

"That sounded...like a grenade blast." Ironhide mused, since his years of experience gave him such knowledge, "We should go, now!"

Ironhide immediately bull-rushed through the trees, knocking them down so he would have a clear path. Wheelie struggled to keep up with the Weapon Specialist. "Uh, yea! Go kick their afts!"

[Fusion's Spark]

"What do you plan on accomplishing here?" Fusion asked, afraid for her life. There were three of them; one of her, and there could be more Rebs just hanging around. She could only stall for now. "There are alot of ancient civilizations on Earth, why this one? What does it have that the others don't?"

[Psychowing]

"Like we'd tell you." Thundercracker snorted, "You Autobots would just take it for yourselves. You going to take care of her or what, Skywarp??"

"Heh heh, of course!" Skywarp gave a deep chuckle.

The towering mech gave a short, running start before launching himself in the air with the aid of his boosters. The sharp talons on his dark-purple feet extended as he flew through the trees toward Fusion. He attempted to snatch her by the shoulders with his powerful claws. "Come here!" he growled.

At that time, Ironhide bursted through the trees into the clearing, canons readied. "...Rebelcons?? Augh!" he grunted when a grenade exploded in his face.

He looked down to see Psychowing, who was now intimidated by his snarling expression. Her optics widened and with a shriek, she scampered toward Thundercracker. "More Autobots!"

Thundercracker lifted his dual Null Rays, which were set in his arms, and fired at Ironhide. Ironhide was nimble enough to dodge the shots and the two engaged in battle. Wheelie was still trying to catch up.