Equestria Girls In Disguise: Cons Of Anarchyby FourShadowChaptersGoing BerserkDreading The MohawkA Pro And A ConGoing BerserkAuthor's Note You all know my thoughts towards the Bayformers films, but I still think there are a few hidden gems within some of those movies that can be found. And in this case, its going to be a different handle on the use of the Decepticons in The Last Knight. If they're not going to be used in an interesting way or even used at all, then I suppose I can try doing something interesting with them. So I hope you enjoy this episode with its use of the characters that had one to two minute appearances from the movie. Going Berserk It was a late night in Canterlot City. Everyone had done their jobs for the day and they were on their way home for some much needed rest. Not everyone was asleep, as evidenced by the few cars that drove around at night with people struggling to get home and out. Thankfully with small traffic, their trips were made easier. But away from the city, and over in a suburban areas, over at a movie lot, several of the citizens who didn't have to work today were enjoying a film at a drive in theater. Today's picture was a horror movie made from the 80s, and everyone was relishing in the 80s goodness, as hinted by the screams from the horrifying images on screen. In some of the seats, there were several Crystal Prep and Canterlot High students enjoying the picture as well. For them, it was a much needed break after a long day of school. None of them knew what was going to happen on this moonlit evening. From a corner of another building, a titanium claw crept out from a dark alleyway and held onto the side of the brick wall, giving a small peek of what was going on around him. Two pairs of glowing red four eyes glimmered in the dark, and a small growl escaped his breath as he stared at the screen that was projected onto a sheet. He chuckled slightly at the screams of terror that happened in the movie, watching the lady cry out as a horrifying monster was descending closer and closer to its prey. "No, no, no... run honey, run..." A green haired girl whimpered in one of the seats. Lemon Zest covered her eyes as the sounds of agony came into her speaker, followed by the howling. "She should have run..." Lemon said, eating some popcorn. Elsewhere in the drive-in theater, a singular police truck with blue stripes sat in the drive in lot, enjoying the picture. "Come on... just get out of there and call the police..." Strongarm whispered. But the girl on screen didn't do what she whispered and she ran an opposite direction, running into the monster's claw, meeting a slash across her stomach. "Oooh... that's gotta hurt." Strongarm winced. But she stopped looking at the movie when she noticed something over in her rearview mirror. She saw a man in a gray suit talking to another girl who was in the car behind her. But this man didn't sound like he was a very kind customer... "Come on babe, you've got to come over. You'll love my place." The man said. "I don't want to see you anymore! Not after your affair!" The woman cried. "You will see me again, and you just need a proper lesson!" The main snarled, grabbing her by the arm and attempting to yank her out of the car. "Let me go!" She yelled. Strongarm snarled and she lept into action. Transforming violently, she stomped towards the commotion with an angry face and she sternly set her foot down, getting the man to look up at the giant automaton. "Oh... is there a problem, officer?" the man asked. "You're disturbing this young woman, and trying to yank her out of the car is a violation of rule 257. She said for you to go, and you didn't leave. Now, you're under arrest." Strongarm said as she crept down to grab him. The man jumped into action and he whipped out a gun, and pointed it at the woman. "Make one move, and she gets it!" The man yelled, scaring the daylights out of everyone else in the lot. No one was paying attention to the movie now. Their eyes were all locked onto the man. "Now listen up! She's going with me, and if any of you think about calling the cops, she's going to feel a lead bullet through her head, and so will all of you!" Strongarm hesitantly backed up, but she still scowled. Now she couldn't get him. The man slowly dragged her out, and he tried to move carefully out with her still held. But as he backed up some more, he stopped when a loud snarl of a monster filled his ears... and it wasn't the movie. The sound wasn't from the movie at all. It sounded like whatever it was was very close to where he was right now. Carefully, he looked around to find out where the source was. But as he looked ahead, he felt his own body shaking and a lump form in his throat. "No... no... NOOOO!!!" The man yelled. "Alright, put the gun down!" Strongarm said, stomping her foot. "Run for your life!" The man yelled as he threw the girl down and began to run out of the drive-in theater. Strongarm was confused for his terror, but she just shrugged and moved towards the woman, taking a knee down. "Are you alright ma'am? Do you need an ambulance?" Strongarm asked. "I'm fine... but I'm going to need to have a restraining order on that horrible man!" She growled. Strongarm helped the civilian back up on her feet, and she stepped back into her car, and started the engine. She slowly backed up the car, and she moved herself out of the drive-thru on her way back home. Strongarm, now by herself again, turned around to look at the movie again, only she noticed something. Everyone was letting out more screams, only these screams weren't at the horrific imagery that was put on the movie. People were getting out of their cars, and they were fleeing in terror. This was definitely not something at the movie. She looked at the screen, and her eyes widened as she instantly caught on. A pair of claws were pushed right through the projection sheet, and they were pulling the screen apart. Once more threads were torn, a face pushed right through and let out a growl. As if the sheet wasn't torn enough, the figure just pushed through the entire sheet and revealed the hideous form that he was. The figure was a bipedal, standing bigger than Strongarm with sharp talons that could cut her in half like a sandwich. A pair of sharp fangs were jagged from his mouth, and there were eight red eyes seen from his face. Golden streaks carrying bullets hung from the back of his head, hanging near the front of his chest and out his back. Two giant dagger blades stuck out from his shoulder, and the rest of his form was mostly gray with exposed structures and fractured plating all around. Strongarm now had a good look at who was causing the ruckus. And she had to step in. She raised a gun and pointed it at the bipedal. "Stand down, Decepticon!" She said. The figure just growled some more and it let out a roar as it stared at Strongarm. The figure stared at her for a few moments before completely ignoring her and then proceeding to run in the drive-thru, stomping right past the cars, jumping over them without stepping on a single one, but creating dents in the ground with its sharp toenails. Strongarm huffed and she transformed, and began a chase after the figure. Now no one was in the parking lot. Well, one person was. Stepping out of a car, was Lemon Zest who was shaking a bit and she had bits of popcorn in her hair. "Well... that happened." Lemon said, pulling a popcorn kernel from her hair and eating it. In the Everfree forest, it was also peaceful and quiet. But something else was about to rise. A giant metallic pod plopped up from bottom, and began to float up in the lake. A large pounding was going against the door of the pod, until soon enough, the door sealing the pod was thrown right off, and splashed into the water. Two hands grabbed the sides of the open pod and pulled themselves up, revealing another bipedal figure. The figure had a few metallic plates covering the body, much like the one from the drive-in theater. But this one had different features from the other one. This figure had two long mandibles covering over a few small and sharp teeth for his mouth, one solid red eye, and two horns sticking out the top of his head. His one eye hummed with a bright red flash as he looked around him. "Oh yeah baby... free at last." Dreading The MohawkThe mood of Saturday morning was much more calm and shining than the night before. The birds were singing, and their music filled the air. In an apartment block down in the suburbs of Canterlot, the sun was slowly rising up and casting its light into the room. The sunlight shined over a bed, and over to a girl with fiery hair, dark purple pajamas, underneath a single blanket. Her turquoise eyes slowly woke up to the morning light and she let out a yawn. But as her lips smacked together, along with the stretch of her own arms, she felt a little pattering of feet against her forehead. When she looked up and held her hand out, she gave a smile. "Morning Ray." Sunset smiled. Ray was Sunset's new pet, a little leopard gecko that she bought to help out an animal fundraiser for Fluttershy. And ever since then, she had kept him since like a member of her own family. "How are you little guy?" Sunset cooed, getting herself up. The gecko only smiled and rubbed his head against her palm, making her giggle. "I love you too Ray." She carefully got down the stairs, still carrying Ray in her hand. She set him down on her desk where she worked, she poured him his food. Once he fed, she went to go take a quick stop to the bathroom. Once she was done, she came back and went to get breakfast. With a cup of nice hot coffee in a mug, and a bowl of cereal in hand, she sat down at her desk. "Okay Ray, lets see what's on the agenda for today?" Sunset turned on her computer, and typed in her password to log in. Once she was in, she started to go through several internet browsers to check her status on social media, and going into to check her email. The most recent email she received was from Twilight Sparkle. She clicked on her email and she read what her friend had sent her. Dear Sunset, My grandmother is getting much better as we speak. She's recovering from the surgery, and she should be fine enough to come back home. But I'm afraid we're going to be stuck here for a bit longer, so I may not be able to make it back tonight. I hope you and the rest of the girls are doing alright. See you home soon! Twilight Sunset gave a smile. It was nice to hear Twilight was doing alright. She was about to type up another response, but a notification on her computer buzzed. A tab opened up, asking for a video call. And when she read the name, she instantly accepted the call. On screen, the good old face of Optimus Prime was visible, with his mask removed. "Good morning Sunset. I hope I wasn't interrupting anything important." Optimus said. "No Optimus. And good morning to you too." Sunset smiled, taking a sip of her coffee. "What's up?" "I didn't wish to interrupt your Saturday morning, but I believe it is paramount that you and your friends must know this. We received word of a Decepticon sighting in the Canterlot vicinity, and I believe you should have been the first to know. We don't have enough information on who this Decepticon is. The Alchemor's log holds only minimal information." "Well, what do we know?" The image on screen changed, this time projecting the same monstrous looking Decepticon from the night before, this time with clearer visuals all done in a mugshot. Sunset nearly jumped back in her chair just from the scary looking thing. "Who is that?" Sunset asked. "The Alchemor's prison log reads the Decepticon as Berserker. A member of a Decepticon family by the name of the Dreads. Berserker left after being relegated by the team, and has been on the run ever since. The last piece of information here reads that Berserker had recently joined a new gang, but its members are unidentified." Once Optimus finished reading, the screen turned back to him. "We are unsure of how dangerous this Decepticon is. So until we have more information, we wish to request you and your friends to stay as far away from Decepticon activity." Sunset sipped another amount of her coffee, taking in Optimus's words. "Alright I guess. Are you sure you don't need help?" "I'm positive Sunset. Just make sure you stay safe, and stay with your friends if need be." Sunset nodded. "Understood Optimus. Just be careful, okay?" Optimus smiled. "We will." Later, as the morning went on, everyone went about their usual Saturday. Taking their time off to go do some errands for the day, go exercise, or just go have fun with their friends. In one of the banks, there was a line of people waiting to cash in checks. The lines were long, but thankfully this errand wasn't too big a problem for their day. But their day was about to be put on hold when a large crowd of people outside were screaming and panicking. The people in line turned their heads in confusion for about a few seconds. Catching on quick, the people in line quickly jumped out and ducked for cover. Running through the front doors were a few people wearing ski masks, covered in black, and holding machine guns and other artillery in hand. "Alright, if you want to live, get down on the ground, right now!" One of the robbers yelled. Everyone raised their hands up, not wanting to feel the cold bullets penetrate their skin. And they kindly stepped aside so the robber could get through. "Open up the vault, right now." The second robber asked with a cold tone. "Or one by one, everyone dies. Starting with you." Before the person at the desk could comply, she freaked and dropped to the floor. But it wasn't at the robbers she was freaking out over. It was the hunking metallic body that was standing outside, ready to bash its way in. Within seconds, a large biped form jumped through the front entrance, breaking the door and the glass window upon entry, and holding a giant gun. The Decepticon shot another glass window and let out a high pitched shriek. Everyone freaked out and they all moved out of the way as best as they could to avoid fire. The robbers themselves stared up at the hulking giant and gulped. They were well aware of the Decepticons in town, and they didn't want to do anything that involved them. The two slowly tried to move away, but the Decepticon stared down at them and pointed his gun towards them. There, they got a better look at his form. He had eight eyes on his face, and a few horns sticking out the back of his head. He also had sharp claws that could easily slice through bread, and his skin was shaded in tons of dark gray and bronze. "S-So... you here to rob a bank as well?" The Decepticon roared at them, and tilted his gun a bit as he pointed at them. "Wait, you... you want us to get out of your way?" The Decepticon huffed and nodded, gesturing them to stand to were he was pointing. The robbers acknowledged him and they dropped their weapons, slowly walking to the area he stood, keeping their hands up in the air. But just then, a roaring sound of a motorbike filled their ears, and everyone saw a hovering bike steer its way into the bank hovering in thin air. It flipped itself around revealed another biped figure, only this one was about the size of any of the adults in the room, only a few inches taller. It had two tires sticking out his shoulders, blades out his arms, sharp fingers, but the most identifiable feature on him was the green mohawk sticking out the top of his head. "My man! Its good to see ya! I can't believe I found ya!" The Decepticon let out another roar in reply. "I know, I missed you too. What are you doing robbin' a bank for crying out loud!? You're supposed to be a professional!" The Decepticon just roared some more. "I know you have no patience for waiting in line!" The Decepticon waited for him to reply before speaking. "Yeah I know you were trying to stop these lugheads from walkin' out of here like that, you don't just go jumping into a place with a gun! That's how Crankcase got arrested!" The smaller Decepticon rolled his eyes at the next response. "Oh will you quit smiling you idiot! That ain't funny!" The Decepticon crossed his arms. "Don't give me that look, you know you were being stupid. Now come on, we've got to find our--" "FREEZE!" The two Decepticons stood still, holding their arms up in surrender. In front of them were several members of the Canterlot Police Department, accompanied by one of the Autobot combiner teams; the Protectobots. "By authority of the Canterlot Police Department, you two are under arrest!" The two Decepticons grumbled and raised their arms up. "See, this is what happens you play stupid ya dolt." The mohawked Con shook his head. In an another location, outside of the bank where the two Decepticons were standing, another Decepticon was loose. Free from his stasis pod, over in a junkyard, the Decepticon was busy trying to find parts to construct a new device or any form of weapon he could muster up. His body was a bit chunky compared to the other Decepticons, and he was mostly colored in green. He had a dome head that was sunken in to his chest, a dog tag chain hanging around his neck, and there were a pair of treads that were sticking out of his own back. The last pieces on him that were noticeable were the giant claw attached to his right arm, and the two guns hanging onto his left arm. "Lets see... no, that's not it... Yes!" The Decepticon grabbed the part in time, and clipped it carefully, holding it in his claw. "Just the piece I need." "Freeze!" The Decepticon turned around and huffed. Standing with several guns at the ready were a few Autobot Wreckers, ready to fight. The Decepticon used his sharp claw to carefully set the piece on the ground, and looked back up at them. "Do you really think you can take me on, Autobots?" "I think we can." Out the corner of the Decepticon's eye, he took in notice of more of the Canterlot Police form moving out from the sides, closing him in the tight space. The Decepticon's eyes widened when he looked at the humans all standing in place, ready to fight. Petrified, he looked back at the Autobots. "You're throwing organic life into this fight? What if they get hurt?" "Hey, you... wait, what?" "If you're going to throw these organics who had nothing to do with us... then fine. I surrender." The Decepticon raised his arms up in surrender. The Autobots raised brows. "I don't buy it. No Decepticon would give up that easily." "I swear, I surrender. Don't believe me, look up my file. I'm sure the Alchemor had something on me." One of the Autobots pulled out a manifest, and a holo-projection of his mugshot and file displayed for everyone to see. "Lets see... goes by the name of Rigs... technician... and the only crime you've committed is stealing things with your new 'gang' as you call it." "We're a real gang, and you know it." "Yeah, yeah, yeah..." The Wreckers moved in place and placed stasis-cuffs onto his wrists. "Come on tubby, we're taking you back to a more comfortable place, one where you can meet with the rest of your little prison buddies..." "Are you seriously just going to make fat jokes for the rest of the trip?" "Yep!" The Decepticon groaned and the police officers just chuckled as they walked away. But one of the police cars within the crowd just sat and watched, with the engine humming silently. And without anyone looking, the car slowly drove away from the crowd, and left the scrapyard and onto the open streets. Sitting in place, the car's siren lights turned on without the siren alarm, and it slowly drove into traffic, leaving the scene. Unseen, undetected, and not even noticed, it drove away without a peak from suspicious eyes... Author's Note This may not be the best character these Last Knight Cons were given, but hey, its better than no character at all and only there as bodies to shoot. A Pro And A ConIn the Everfree forests, a hulking gray Decepticon was wandering through, now free of the shackles of his stasis pods. Now it was a question of where he was, and how would he get off of whatever planet he landed on. The teeth hidden behind the giant mandibles kept on clicking as he looked at everything around him. This was a very weird planet. Definitely not like anything on Cybertron. What was he even on anyway? Behind him was a pair of purple eyes watching him seeing him move his way through the forest, holding herself up in the trees with the aid of dozens of spider legs. She slowly crept down from high above the trees, perfectly landing on the ground. The little taps of her own talons, made the Decepticon jump and turn himself around, unloading a few barreled weapons forged from his arms. The female stood still for a moment, then smirked. "Nitro Zeus." The one-eyed Decepticon blinked, and then lowered his weapon. "Airachnid." "Nice to see a familiar face here on this planet." Airachnid replied. "I was afraid the Autobots would have taken you out during the Great War." Nitro huffed. "The Autobots don't stand a chance against me baby. Never have, never will. So what's a hot femme like you doing here? For that matter, where am I?" Airachnid rolled her eyes, but gave a sly smirk. "This planet is called Earth. I've been residing here on this planet for the past few months. I couldn't stand the boys club, so I left with a few Decepticon prisoners to start anew. A new team if you will. Only we're not looking to gain control of Cybertron... what's the fun in more slaughter of us, when we can simply do the hunting here on this planet?" Nitro nodded. "So I see." "In fact, my dear Nitro, now that you are here on Earth, and far from the inestimable amount of damage Starscream has done to the Decepticon cause, perhaps I can offer you a proposition?" Airachnid slithered her hand across her Decepticon logo, providing focus to the slash marks across it. Back in Canterlot City, Sunset Shimmer finally having an all-clear sign, called the rest of her friends and each of them went over to her house. And they brought snacks for them to eat as well. "Hey Sunset, glad to see you're still up and kickin." Applejack greeted. Sunset smiled and she sat down on the left end of the couch, letting Applejack set a picnic basket down. "I'm glad to have made it too. I wasn't sure I would even get out with the Decepticons out." "Aw come on, we're not kids! Oh wait, technically we kind of are..." Pinkie scratched her chin. "Oh wait, how's Twilight doing? Is her grandma okay?" "Her grandmother is okay, but she's still going to be there for a while longer until her grandmother has recovered from the surgery." Sunset replied. "Well hopefully she gets better soon." Fluttershy smiled. Rainbow spoke up. "Anyways, did any of the Bots say who those Decepticons were?" "I only got a little bit of information about them." Sunset threw a stack of pictures onto the coffee table, revealing each of their mugshots. The girls upon first looking at them, all shuddered. "What cruel god forged them? Their forms look incredibly grotesque..." Rarity cringed. "That's not the focus here Rarity." Sunset replied. "Optimus ran through all of their files, and there's barely any background information about them." "Well, what about those two? Those look like twins!" Pinkie said, pointing to Berserker and the bronze robot's pictures. "Yeah, they kind of do." "Both of their files said they were part of a Decepticon sub-family called the Dreads. Berserker here, is one of them." Sunset pointed. "Well, is there anything that these guys have in common? Or anything at all?" Rainbow asked. "Not really no. The only thing I read is that each one of them came from... a gang..." Sunset paused. "Hold on a second..." She jumped straight to her computer and opened up a video call window. "Come on, come on..." Sunset muttered. On the screen was an orange face and friendly blue eyes. "Hello Sunset! How may I help you?" Fixit waved. "I have a request for you. We're wondering about a particular group of Decepticons from the Alchemor. The same Decepticons the Autobots captured this morning?" "Yes, what about them?" Fixit asked. "Is there anything they have in common, outside of the fact they're in a gang?" Fixit's hands typed on the computer. "Hmm, there doesn't seem to be information about them. But, wait a minute. That's strange, there are two other Decepticons that are a part of this gang, but neither one of them have been captured yet." "Is there someone who's leading these ruffians?" Rarity asked. "There is. Let me just show you their style--bile," Fixit pounded his chest, clearing the glitch. "--File!" The girls all gathered close and watched as a new image appeared on screen. This time, a new mugshot came into their view. The Decepticon unveiled had gray armored plating, turbines on his back, one single red eye with horns on the top of his head, and a gold chain around his neck. "The Alchemor's prisoner manifest reads the leader of this gang under the name of Nitro Zeus. He was a former soldier in the war, until he dropped the position and rounded up his own gang of Decepticons." The girls nodded as they looked at his mugshot. "Is there any crimes he has committed?" "Not many I'm afraid. He's not as dangerous as some of the other prisoners on the ship. But there's one other gang member that's on the loose, and I'm afraid he could be out there with Nitro as we speak." "Who?" Rainbow asked. Fixit's face came back into view, and he gave a serious look. "Roadblock." Somewhere, over in a open parking lot, far from watching eyes, a man dressed in black was wandering around, looking for a car to take. In his hand he had a crowbar, and in his other hand was a gun. "Alright, come on, there's got to be something in here for me to take..." Just around the corner, he saw a bright red sports car that was just the right one. It was a sweet ride with a sweet pair of wheels. It was perfect. Just as he had spotted his target, he froze when he heard the sound of a siren blaring. "Great." The man turned around, and looked at a dark blue police car, which was driving right up towards him. "Officer, its not what it looks like. I got locked outside of my car, I can't get back in, this is all I can do." The police car just sat there in silence, its lights still flashing as its enginge hummed. "Officer?" A megaphone speaker erupted from the car, and a voice spoke up. "Citizen, under Section 1-A of the Canterlot Police Department, you are under arrest!" "I didn't--" "I said, you are under arrest, is that clear!?" The voice yelled. The car revved up and started to get right up in the man's space. "Dah, okay, okay!" The car didn't stop there. It continued its previous actions. It revved again, and again, and again and again, forcing him to back up away from the spaces. He fell onto his back, and he kept crawling away from the car that tried to ram him over. "Okay, I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I won't do it again, please!" The car revved its engine more, and it stopped right in front of him. A flash of a holographic projected from the headlights, in a grid like pattern, going up and down on the man. The projection stopped. Moments later, the car began to violently transform. Arms folded out, legs slided into place, and a blue head with four eyes slided from the hood, with an angry expression. His feet were blue in the shape of boots, while his top ankles were molded with white panels over a few spots. The front grille and lights of the car formed his chest, along with the grille guard in the front, and a big silver Decepticon badge in the middle. His shoulder sides had 'Police' written on them from the doors, weapons for attached to the arms, and he wore knuckle brasses on each hand, one with the word 'Serve' and the other reading 'Protect'. And attached to his side were two holsters holding guns, and a baton hanging from his back. "Oh god, no! You're one of them!" The Decepticon grabbed the thug, threw him up into the air, and transformed into its police car mode, racing off with the criminal. Sheer minutes upon apprehending the car thief, the Decepticon swerved right into the parking lot of the police station where several officers were standing by. And in the parking lot with them were a few members of Team Prime; Strongarm, Hans-Cuff, and Night Ranger. The officers all started to walk towards the car, and were shocked when the door opened up letting the criminal loose, and terrified out of his mind. "Okay, okay, I surrender! Please don't let me go back in that thing again!" "Civilian, what are you talking about?" "I don't care, just arrest me! Please!" The criminal was now crying at this point and on his hands and knees. The Bots looked up at the police car. But as they looked at it, a gleam of silver in the front grille suddenly made it clear to them. Strongarm pointed her crossbow at the car, while Night Ranger and Hans-Cuff raised their fists up, ready to shoot their blasts. "Transform right now." The car just sat still for a few more minutes before replying. "As you wish." The police car violently transformed again, standing in its biped mode, wearing a mask over its face. "Autobots." The Decepticon spoke. "Alright, what did you do to that human, and who are you?" Night Ranger asked. "Allow me to explain. My name is--" Strongarm without saying a word fired a shot from her crossbow, right into his grille, wounding him. He nearly dropped to the ground, but saved himself from fall flat on his face. "Ow... what did I do!?" "Stand still!" "Strongarm, you don't shoot someone without reason!" "But he endangered a human, he's a Decepticon!" Strongarm pleaded. The Decepticon just got back up, and backed away as best as he could, Energon leaking from his chest and onto his hand and the pavement. "I can just come back when your cadets learn to not shoot when you meet someone." With violent speed, the Decepticon ran as fast as he could, transformed mid-air, and drove back out into the streets, escaping. Now he was on the run once again. All the while Strongarm and the two Guardians were left dumbfounded. "Scrap."
Going BerserkAuthor's Note You all know my thoughts towards the Bayformers films, but I still think there are a few hidden gems within some of those movies that can be found. And in this case, its going to be a different handle on the use of the Decepticons in The Last Knight. If they're not going to be used in an interesting way or even used at all, then I suppose I can try doing something interesting with them. So I hope you enjoy this episode with its use of the characters that had one to two minute appearances from the movie. Going Berserk It was a late night in Canterlot City. Everyone had done their jobs for the day and they were on their way home for some much needed rest. Not everyone was asleep, as evidenced by the few cars that drove around at night with people struggling to get home and out. Thankfully with small traffic, their trips were made easier. But away from the city, and over in a suburban areas, over at a movie lot, several of the citizens who didn't have to work today were enjoying a film at a drive in theater. Today's picture was a horror movie made from the 80s, and everyone was relishing in the 80s goodness, as hinted by the screams from the horrifying images on screen. In some of the seats, there were several Crystal Prep and Canterlot High students enjoying the picture as well. For them, it was a much needed break after a long day of school. None of them knew what was going to happen on this moonlit evening. From a corner of another building, a titanium claw crept out from a dark alleyway and held onto the side of the brick wall, giving a small peek of what was going on around him. Two pairs of glowing red four eyes glimmered in the dark, and a small growl escaped his breath as he stared at the screen that was projected onto a sheet. He chuckled slightly at the screams of terror that happened in the movie, watching the lady cry out as a horrifying monster was descending closer and closer to its prey. "No, no, no... run honey, run..." A green haired girl whimpered in one of the seats. Lemon Zest covered her eyes as the sounds of agony came into her speaker, followed by the howling. "She should have run..." Lemon said, eating some popcorn. Elsewhere in the drive-in theater, a singular police truck with blue stripes sat in the drive in lot, enjoying the picture. "Come on... just get out of there and call the police..." Strongarm whispered. But the girl on screen didn't do what she whispered and she ran an opposite direction, running into the monster's claw, meeting a slash across her stomach. "Oooh... that's gotta hurt." Strongarm winced. But she stopped looking at the movie when she noticed something over in her rearview mirror. She saw a man in a gray suit talking to another girl who was in the car behind her. But this man didn't sound like he was a very kind customer... "Come on babe, you've got to come over. You'll love my place." The man said. "I don't want to see you anymore! Not after your affair!" The woman cried. "You will see me again, and you just need a proper lesson!" The main snarled, grabbing her by the arm and attempting to yank her out of the car. "Let me go!" She yelled. Strongarm snarled and she lept into action. Transforming violently, she stomped towards the commotion with an angry face and she sternly set her foot down, getting the man to look up at the giant automaton. "Oh... is there a problem, officer?" the man asked. "You're disturbing this young woman, and trying to yank her out of the car is a violation of rule 257. She said for you to go, and you didn't leave. Now, you're under arrest." Strongarm said as she crept down to grab him. The man jumped into action and he whipped out a gun, and pointed it at the woman. "Make one move, and she gets it!" The man yelled, scaring the daylights out of everyone else in the lot. No one was paying attention to the movie now. Their eyes were all locked onto the man. "Now listen up! She's going with me, and if any of you think about calling the cops, she's going to feel a lead bullet through her head, and so will all of you!" Strongarm hesitantly backed up, but she still scowled. Now she couldn't get him. The man slowly dragged her out, and he tried to move carefully out with her still held. But as he backed up some more, he stopped when a loud snarl of a monster filled his ears... and it wasn't the movie. The sound wasn't from the movie at all. It sounded like whatever it was was very close to where he was right now. Carefully, he looked around to find out where the source was. But as he looked ahead, he felt his own body shaking and a lump form in his throat. "No... no... NOOOO!!!" The man yelled. "Alright, put the gun down!" Strongarm said, stomping her foot. "Run for your life!" The man yelled as he threw the girl down and began to run out of the drive-in theater. Strongarm was confused for his terror, but she just shrugged and moved towards the woman, taking a knee down. "Are you alright ma'am? Do you need an ambulance?" Strongarm asked. "I'm fine... but I'm going to need to have a restraining order on that horrible man!" She growled. Strongarm helped the civilian back up on her feet, and she stepped back into her car, and started the engine. She slowly backed up the car, and she moved herself out of the drive-thru on her way back home. Strongarm, now by herself again, turned around to look at the movie again, only she noticed something. Everyone was letting out more screams, only these screams weren't at the horrific imagery that was put on the movie. People were getting out of their cars, and they were fleeing in terror. This was definitely not something at the movie. She looked at the screen, and her eyes widened as she instantly caught on. A pair of claws were pushed right through the projection sheet, and they were pulling the screen apart. Once more threads were torn, a face pushed right through and let out a growl. As if the sheet wasn't torn enough, the figure just pushed through the entire sheet and revealed the hideous form that he was. The figure was a bipedal, standing bigger than Strongarm with sharp talons that could cut her in half like a sandwich. A pair of sharp fangs were jagged from his mouth, and there were eight red eyes seen from his face. Golden streaks carrying bullets hung from the back of his head, hanging near the front of his chest and out his back. Two giant dagger blades stuck out from his shoulder, and the rest of his form was mostly gray with exposed structures and fractured plating all around. Strongarm now had a good look at who was causing the ruckus. And she had to step in. She raised a gun and pointed it at the bipedal. "Stand down, Decepticon!" She said. The figure just growled some more and it let out a roar as it stared at Strongarm. The figure stared at her for a few moments before completely ignoring her and then proceeding to run in the drive-thru, stomping right past the cars, jumping over them without stepping on a single one, but creating dents in the ground with its sharp toenails. Strongarm huffed and she transformed, and began a chase after the figure. Now no one was in the parking lot. Well, one person was. Stepping out of a car, was Lemon Zest who was shaking a bit and she had bits of popcorn in her hair. "Well... that happened." Lemon said, pulling a popcorn kernel from her hair and eating it. In the Everfree forest, it was also peaceful and quiet. But something else was about to rise. A giant metallic pod plopped up from bottom, and began to float up in the lake. A large pounding was going against the door of the pod, until soon enough, the door sealing the pod was thrown right off, and splashed into the water. Two hands grabbed the sides of the open pod and pulled themselves up, revealing another bipedal figure. The figure had a few metallic plates covering the body, much like the one from the drive-in theater. But this one had different features from the other one. This figure had two long mandibles covering over a few small and sharp teeth for his mouth, one solid red eye, and two horns sticking out the top of his head. His one eye hummed with a bright red flash as he looked around him. "Oh yeah baby... free at last."
Dreading The MohawkThe mood of Saturday morning was much more calm and shining than the night before. The birds were singing, and their music filled the air. In an apartment block down in the suburbs of Canterlot, the sun was slowly rising up and casting its light into the room. The sunlight shined over a bed, and over to a girl with fiery hair, dark purple pajamas, underneath a single blanket. Her turquoise eyes slowly woke up to the morning light and she let out a yawn. But as her lips smacked together, along with the stretch of her own arms, she felt a little pattering of feet against her forehead. When she looked up and held her hand out, she gave a smile. "Morning Ray." Sunset smiled. Ray was Sunset's new pet, a little leopard gecko that she bought to help out an animal fundraiser for Fluttershy. And ever since then, she had kept him since like a member of her own family. "How are you little guy?" Sunset cooed, getting herself up. The gecko only smiled and rubbed his head against her palm, making her giggle. "I love you too Ray." She carefully got down the stairs, still carrying Ray in her hand. She set him down on her desk where she worked, she poured him his food. Once he fed, she went to go take a quick stop to the bathroom. Once she was done, she came back and went to get breakfast. With a cup of nice hot coffee in a mug, and a bowl of cereal in hand, she sat down at her desk. "Okay Ray, lets see what's on the agenda for today?" Sunset turned on her computer, and typed in her password to log in. Once she was in, she started to go through several internet browsers to check her status on social media, and going into to check her email. The most recent email she received was from Twilight Sparkle. She clicked on her email and she read what her friend had sent her. Dear Sunset, My grandmother is getting much better as we speak. She's recovering from the surgery, and she should be fine enough to come back home. But I'm afraid we're going to be stuck here for a bit longer, so I may not be able to make it back tonight. I hope you and the rest of the girls are doing alright. See you home soon! Twilight Sunset gave a smile. It was nice to hear Twilight was doing alright. She was about to type up another response, but a notification on her computer buzzed. A tab opened up, asking for a video call. And when she read the name, she instantly accepted the call. On screen, the good old face of Optimus Prime was visible, with his mask removed. "Good morning Sunset. I hope I wasn't interrupting anything important." Optimus said. "No Optimus. And good morning to you too." Sunset smiled, taking a sip of her coffee. "What's up?" "I didn't wish to interrupt your Saturday morning, but I believe it is paramount that you and your friends must know this. We received word of a Decepticon sighting in the Canterlot vicinity, and I believe you should have been the first to know. We don't have enough information on who this Decepticon is. The Alchemor's log holds only minimal information." "Well, what do we know?" The image on screen changed, this time projecting the same monstrous looking Decepticon from the night before, this time with clearer visuals all done in a mugshot. Sunset nearly jumped back in her chair just from the scary looking thing. "Who is that?" Sunset asked. "The Alchemor's prison log reads the Decepticon as Berserker. A member of a Decepticon family by the name of the Dreads. Berserker left after being relegated by the team, and has been on the run ever since. The last piece of information here reads that Berserker had recently joined a new gang, but its members are unidentified." Once Optimus finished reading, the screen turned back to him. "We are unsure of how dangerous this Decepticon is. So until we have more information, we wish to request you and your friends to stay as far away from Decepticon activity." Sunset sipped another amount of her coffee, taking in Optimus's words. "Alright I guess. Are you sure you don't need help?" "I'm positive Sunset. Just make sure you stay safe, and stay with your friends if need be." Sunset nodded. "Understood Optimus. Just be careful, okay?" Optimus smiled. "We will." Later, as the morning went on, everyone went about their usual Saturday. Taking their time off to go do some errands for the day, go exercise, or just go have fun with their friends. In one of the banks, there was a line of people waiting to cash in checks. The lines were long, but thankfully this errand wasn't too big a problem for their day. But their day was about to be put on hold when a large crowd of people outside were screaming and panicking. The people in line turned their heads in confusion for about a few seconds. Catching on quick, the people in line quickly jumped out and ducked for cover. Running through the front doors were a few people wearing ski masks, covered in black, and holding machine guns and other artillery in hand. "Alright, if you want to live, get down on the ground, right now!" One of the robbers yelled. Everyone raised their hands up, not wanting to feel the cold bullets penetrate their skin. And they kindly stepped aside so the robber could get through. "Open up the vault, right now." The second robber asked with a cold tone. "Or one by one, everyone dies. Starting with you." Before the person at the desk could comply, she freaked and dropped to the floor. But it wasn't at the robbers she was freaking out over. It was the hunking metallic body that was standing outside, ready to bash its way in. Within seconds, a large biped form jumped through the front entrance, breaking the door and the glass window upon entry, and holding a giant gun. The Decepticon shot another glass window and let out a high pitched shriek. Everyone freaked out and they all moved out of the way as best as they could to avoid fire. The robbers themselves stared up at the hulking giant and gulped. They were well aware of the Decepticons in town, and they didn't want to do anything that involved them. The two slowly tried to move away, but the Decepticon stared down at them and pointed his gun towards them. There, they got a better look at his form. He had eight eyes on his face, and a few horns sticking out the back of his head. He also had sharp claws that could easily slice through bread, and his skin was shaded in tons of dark gray and bronze. "S-So... you here to rob a bank as well?" The Decepticon roared at them, and tilted his gun a bit as he pointed at them. "Wait, you... you want us to get out of your way?" The Decepticon huffed and nodded, gesturing them to stand to were he was pointing. The robbers acknowledged him and they dropped their weapons, slowly walking to the area he stood, keeping their hands up in the air. But just then, a roaring sound of a motorbike filled their ears, and everyone saw a hovering bike steer its way into the bank hovering in thin air. It flipped itself around revealed another biped figure, only this one was about the size of any of the adults in the room, only a few inches taller. It had two tires sticking out his shoulders, blades out his arms, sharp fingers, but the most identifiable feature on him was the green mohawk sticking out the top of his head. "My man! Its good to see ya! I can't believe I found ya!" The Decepticon let out another roar in reply. "I know, I missed you too. What are you doing robbin' a bank for crying out loud!? You're supposed to be a professional!" The Decepticon just roared some more. "I know you have no patience for waiting in line!" The Decepticon waited for him to reply before speaking. "Yeah I know you were trying to stop these lugheads from walkin' out of here like that, you don't just go jumping into a place with a gun! That's how Crankcase got arrested!" The smaller Decepticon rolled his eyes at the next response. "Oh will you quit smiling you idiot! That ain't funny!" The Decepticon crossed his arms. "Don't give me that look, you know you were being stupid. Now come on, we've got to find our--" "FREEZE!" The two Decepticons stood still, holding their arms up in surrender. In front of them were several members of the Canterlot Police Department, accompanied by one of the Autobot combiner teams; the Protectobots. "By authority of the Canterlot Police Department, you two are under arrest!" The two Decepticons grumbled and raised their arms up. "See, this is what happens you play stupid ya dolt." The mohawked Con shook his head. In an another location, outside of the bank where the two Decepticons were standing, another Decepticon was loose. Free from his stasis pod, over in a junkyard, the Decepticon was busy trying to find parts to construct a new device or any form of weapon he could muster up. His body was a bit chunky compared to the other Decepticons, and he was mostly colored in green. He had a dome head that was sunken in to his chest, a dog tag chain hanging around his neck, and there were a pair of treads that were sticking out of his own back. The last pieces on him that were noticeable were the giant claw attached to his right arm, and the two guns hanging onto his left arm. "Lets see... no, that's not it... Yes!" The Decepticon grabbed the part in time, and clipped it carefully, holding it in his claw. "Just the piece I need." "Freeze!" The Decepticon turned around and huffed. Standing with several guns at the ready were a few Autobot Wreckers, ready to fight. The Decepticon used his sharp claw to carefully set the piece on the ground, and looked back up at them. "Do you really think you can take me on, Autobots?" "I think we can." Out the corner of the Decepticon's eye, he took in notice of more of the Canterlot Police form moving out from the sides, closing him in the tight space. The Decepticon's eyes widened when he looked at the humans all standing in place, ready to fight. Petrified, he looked back at the Autobots. "You're throwing organic life into this fight? What if they get hurt?" "Hey, you... wait, what?" "If you're going to throw these organics who had nothing to do with us... then fine. I surrender." The Decepticon raised his arms up in surrender. The Autobots raised brows. "I don't buy it. No Decepticon would give up that easily." "I swear, I surrender. Don't believe me, look up my file. I'm sure the Alchemor had something on me." One of the Autobots pulled out a manifest, and a holo-projection of his mugshot and file displayed for everyone to see. "Lets see... goes by the name of Rigs... technician... and the only crime you've committed is stealing things with your new 'gang' as you call it." "We're a real gang, and you know it." "Yeah, yeah, yeah..." The Wreckers moved in place and placed stasis-cuffs onto his wrists. "Come on tubby, we're taking you back to a more comfortable place, one where you can meet with the rest of your little prison buddies..." "Are you seriously just going to make fat jokes for the rest of the trip?" "Yep!" The Decepticon groaned and the police officers just chuckled as they walked away. But one of the police cars within the crowd just sat and watched, with the engine humming silently. And without anyone looking, the car slowly drove away from the crowd, and left the scrapyard and onto the open streets. Sitting in place, the car's siren lights turned on without the siren alarm, and it slowly drove into traffic, leaving the scene. Unseen, undetected, and not even noticed, it drove away without a peak from suspicious eyes... Author's Note This may not be the best character these Last Knight Cons were given, but hey, its better than no character at all and only there as bodies to shoot.
A Pro And A ConIn the Everfree forests, a hulking gray Decepticon was wandering through, now free of the shackles of his stasis pods. Now it was a question of where he was, and how would he get off of whatever planet he landed on. The teeth hidden behind the giant mandibles kept on clicking as he looked at everything around him. This was a very weird planet. Definitely not like anything on Cybertron. What was he even on anyway? Behind him was a pair of purple eyes watching him seeing him move his way through the forest, holding herself up in the trees with the aid of dozens of spider legs. She slowly crept down from high above the trees, perfectly landing on the ground. The little taps of her own talons, made the Decepticon jump and turn himself around, unloading a few barreled weapons forged from his arms. The female stood still for a moment, then smirked. "Nitro Zeus." The one-eyed Decepticon blinked, and then lowered his weapon. "Airachnid." "Nice to see a familiar face here on this planet." Airachnid replied. "I was afraid the Autobots would have taken you out during the Great War." Nitro huffed. "The Autobots don't stand a chance against me baby. Never have, never will. So what's a hot femme like you doing here? For that matter, where am I?" Airachnid rolled her eyes, but gave a sly smirk. "This planet is called Earth. I've been residing here on this planet for the past few months. I couldn't stand the boys club, so I left with a few Decepticon prisoners to start anew. A new team if you will. Only we're not looking to gain control of Cybertron... what's the fun in more slaughter of us, when we can simply do the hunting here on this planet?" Nitro nodded. "So I see." "In fact, my dear Nitro, now that you are here on Earth, and far from the inestimable amount of damage Starscream has done to the Decepticon cause, perhaps I can offer you a proposition?" Airachnid slithered her hand across her Decepticon logo, providing focus to the slash marks across it. Back in Canterlot City, Sunset Shimmer finally having an all-clear sign, called the rest of her friends and each of them went over to her house. And they brought snacks for them to eat as well. "Hey Sunset, glad to see you're still up and kickin." Applejack greeted. Sunset smiled and she sat down on the left end of the couch, letting Applejack set a picnic basket down. "I'm glad to have made it too. I wasn't sure I would even get out with the Decepticons out." "Aw come on, we're not kids! Oh wait, technically we kind of are..." Pinkie scratched her chin. "Oh wait, how's Twilight doing? Is her grandma okay?" "Her grandmother is okay, but she's still going to be there for a while longer until her grandmother has recovered from the surgery." Sunset replied. "Well hopefully she gets better soon." Fluttershy smiled. Rainbow spoke up. "Anyways, did any of the Bots say who those Decepticons were?" "I only got a little bit of information about them." Sunset threw a stack of pictures onto the coffee table, revealing each of their mugshots. The girls upon first looking at them, all shuddered. "What cruel god forged them? Their forms look incredibly grotesque..." Rarity cringed. "That's not the focus here Rarity." Sunset replied. "Optimus ran through all of their files, and there's barely any background information about them." "Well, what about those two? Those look like twins!" Pinkie said, pointing to Berserker and the bronze robot's pictures. "Yeah, they kind of do." "Both of their files said they were part of a Decepticon sub-family called the Dreads. Berserker here, is one of them." Sunset pointed. "Well, is there anything that these guys have in common? Or anything at all?" Rainbow asked. "Not really no. The only thing I read is that each one of them came from... a gang..." Sunset paused. "Hold on a second..." She jumped straight to her computer and opened up a video call window. "Come on, come on..." Sunset muttered. On the screen was an orange face and friendly blue eyes. "Hello Sunset! How may I help you?" Fixit waved. "I have a request for you. We're wondering about a particular group of Decepticons from the Alchemor. The same Decepticons the Autobots captured this morning?" "Yes, what about them?" Fixit asked. "Is there anything they have in common, outside of the fact they're in a gang?" Fixit's hands typed on the computer. "Hmm, there doesn't seem to be information about them. But, wait a minute. That's strange, there are two other Decepticons that are a part of this gang, but neither one of them have been captured yet." "Is there someone who's leading these ruffians?" Rarity asked. "There is. Let me just show you their style--bile," Fixit pounded his chest, clearing the glitch. "--File!" The girls all gathered close and watched as a new image appeared on screen. This time, a new mugshot came into their view. The Decepticon unveiled had gray armored plating, turbines on his back, one single red eye with horns on the top of his head, and a gold chain around his neck. "The Alchemor's prisoner manifest reads the leader of this gang under the name of Nitro Zeus. He was a former soldier in the war, until he dropped the position and rounded up his own gang of Decepticons." The girls nodded as they looked at his mugshot. "Is there any crimes he has committed?" "Not many I'm afraid. He's not as dangerous as some of the other prisoners on the ship. But there's one other gang member that's on the loose, and I'm afraid he could be out there with Nitro as we speak." "Who?" Rainbow asked. Fixit's face came back into view, and he gave a serious look. "Roadblock." Somewhere, over in a open parking lot, far from watching eyes, a man dressed in black was wandering around, looking for a car to take. In his hand he had a crowbar, and in his other hand was a gun. "Alright, come on, there's got to be something in here for me to take..." Just around the corner, he saw a bright red sports car that was just the right one. It was a sweet ride with a sweet pair of wheels. It was perfect. Just as he had spotted his target, he froze when he heard the sound of a siren blaring. "Great." The man turned around, and looked at a dark blue police car, which was driving right up towards him. "Officer, its not what it looks like. I got locked outside of my car, I can't get back in, this is all I can do." The police car just sat there in silence, its lights still flashing as its enginge hummed. "Officer?" A megaphone speaker erupted from the car, and a voice spoke up. "Citizen, under Section 1-A of the Canterlot Police Department, you are under arrest!" "I didn't--" "I said, you are under arrest, is that clear!?" The voice yelled. The car revved up and started to get right up in the man's space. "Dah, okay, okay!" The car didn't stop there. It continued its previous actions. It revved again, and again, and again and again, forcing him to back up away from the spaces. He fell onto his back, and he kept crawling away from the car that tried to ram him over. "Okay, I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I won't do it again, please!" The car revved its engine more, and it stopped right in front of him. A flash of a holographic projected from the headlights, in a grid like pattern, going up and down on the man. The projection stopped. Moments later, the car began to violently transform. Arms folded out, legs slided into place, and a blue head with four eyes slided from the hood, with an angry expression. His feet were blue in the shape of boots, while his top ankles were molded with white panels over a few spots. The front grille and lights of the car formed his chest, along with the grille guard in the front, and a big silver Decepticon badge in the middle. His shoulder sides had 'Police' written on them from the doors, weapons for attached to the arms, and he wore knuckle brasses on each hand, one with the word 'Serve' and the other reading 'Protect'. And attached to his side were two holsters holding guns, and a baton hanging from his back. "Oh god, no! You're one of them!" The Decepticon grabbed the thug, threw him up into the air, and transformed into its police car mode, racing off with the criminal. Sheer minutes upon apprehending the car thief, the Decepticon swerved right into the parking lot of the police station where several officers were standing by. And in the parking lot with them were a few members of Team Prime; Strongarm, Hans-Cuff, and Night Ranger. The officers all started to walk towards the car, and were shocked when the door opened up letting the criminal loose, and terrified out of his mind. "Okay, okay, I surrender! Please don't let me go back in that thing again!" "Civilian, what are you talking about?" "I don't care, just arrest me! Please!" The criminal was now crying at this point and on his hands and knees. The Bots looked up at the police car. But as they looked at it, a gleam of silver in the front grille suddenly made it clear to them. Strongarm pointed her crossbow at the car, while Night Ranger and Hans-Cuff raised their fists up, ready to shoot their blasts. "Transform right now." The car just sat still for a few more minutes before replying. "As you wish." The police car violently transformed again, standing in its biped mode, wearing a mask over its face. "Autobots." The Decepticon spoke. "Alright, what did you do to that human, and who are you?" Night Ranger asked. "Allow me to explain. My name is--" Strongarm without saying a word fired a shot from her crossbow, right into his grille, wounding him. He nearly dropped to the ground, but saved himself from fall flat on his face. "Ow... what did I do!?" "Stand still!" "Strongarm, you don't shoot someone without reason!" "But he endangered a human, he's a Decepticon!" Strongarm pleaded. The Decepticon just got back up, and backed away as best as he could, Energon leaking from his chest and onto his hand and the pavement. "I can just come back when your cadets learn to not shoot when you meet someone." With violent speed, the Decepticon ran as fast as he could, transformed mid-air, and drove back out into the streets, escaping. Now he was on the run once again. All the while Strongarm and the two Guardians were left dumbfounded. "Scrap."
