BATTLE CONVOY: Be careful, that cargo is extremely precious...
ONSLAUGHT: (Whispering) On 3, I'm gonna open it. Got it?
DEADEYE: *Thumba up*
ONSLAUGHT: 1...2...3
*Onslaught opens the crate, exposing 2 Stow-aways*
SKYWARP: Aw Scrap...
RE-RE: w00tini!
BATTLE CONVOY: Who are you, and what are you doing on my ship? If I don't like your answer, I'll use your inner circuitry to sharpen my sword.
SKYWARP: I'm Skywarp and this is Re-re. We stowed away on your ship because we've been outcast by Magmatron just like you have.
*Skywarp points to where his legs should be*
We barely made it out alive. I lost my legs during our escape. Re-re carried me.
RE-RE: Balls!
SLAYER: The Big one is a @#$* defect!
SKYWARP: Yes, his processor seems to have some..."glitches".
BATTLE CONVOY: Skywarp? Weren't you one of Magmatron's elite Agents?Why were you exiled?
SKYWARP: I don't remember much. They hit me with a powerful energy blast on the way out. My memory banks have been almost completely erased. I think that was probably their intent. From what I remember...Magmatron is trying to get rid of any Transformers in the Predacon/Decepticon alliance who don't have any biological components...thus making the Predacon/Decepticon the Predacon Empire.
BATTLE CONVOY: I don't see the Logic in that. Is that all you remember?
SKYWARP: Yes.
BATTLE CONVOY: This is still not making sense. Skywarp, Re-re, You're welcome to join my squad. I have a feeling we'll be needing as many bots as we can get.
SLAYER: What the @#$*! A Cripple and a Defect! What good will they be?!
BATTLE CONVOY: If we can find any materials on the moon, they can be repaired...well, at least the physical problems can.
VICE: The moon is just a big dusty rock. I don't think we'll find much there.
BATTLE CONVOY: Well we've got a one way ticket there, so you better hope that we DO find something.
ONWARD!
