Friends No More

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  1. Onslaught24

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    hey there, this is my first time doing a fan fic so any (constructive) criticism is greatly appreciated. this won't be a huge, ongoing story but i may have one or two updates after the initial post. well, here goes nothin


    "Hey Hotspot. This is Onslaught, I'm running a bit late cause Brawl needed some repairs. Can you save me a seat at the bar?"

    "Sure thing. You want the usual?"

    "Yeah why not."

    "You got it. See ya in a little bit. Hotspot out." Just before the war for Cybertron started, Onslaught and the Combaticons were all great friends with Hotspot and his team, especially the two leaders. They were both meeting up at their favorite bar for a night on the town, and maybe to find some fine Fembots to hook up with.

    Onslaught arrived shortly after Hotspot had ordered the energo-drinks. As he sat in his saved seat, he greeted his friend with a slap on the back. "Hey, thanks for saving my seat."

    "No problem. Hey what was up with Brawl?"

    "Oh not much. His cannons just malfunctioned and he wouldn't stop whining about it. You should'a seen Vortex, he was beggin' me not to go without repairing Brawl."

    "Vortex? Begging? On his knees!? Bwahahahaha!"

    "Yeah, I've never seen him so terrified!" The two friends laughed and shared stories all night long. They had no luck with Fembots and Onslaught even got slapped. But they didn't care. They had each other and that they were inseparable. But that was all about to change in the coming weeks.

    It had been months since Onslaught and Hotspot saw each other but they kept in touch. Soon, both the Decepticon and Autobot armies were enlisting and both teams had enlisted.

    "Hey Onslaught, you wanna go hangout tonight? Blades is comin' with me."

    "Sure. I'll see if Blast Off or Vortex wants to tag along. Hey, you enlisted right?"

    "Hell yeah I did! You?"

    "You know it. See ya later. Onslaught out." Onslaught and Vortex had already arrived and had downed a few deep purples ("alcoholic" energo-drinks). Suddenly, the sound of helicopter blades excites Onslaught. Hotspot walks in with Blades right behind him.

    "What's goin' on Combatidudes?" Hostpot asks eagerly.

    "Not much Hotsp-" Onslaught starts to say as he turns around and sees Hotspot's Autobots insignia. All four are shocked and Vortex and Blades stare at their leaders.

    "How could you do this Onslaught? I thought you were going to fight for what is right."

    "I thought you were gonna fight for what's right."

    "How are Megatron's ideals what is right," Hotspot exclaimed.

    "Megatron fights for what's best for Cybertron. He promises power, respect, and life." Onslaught replied.

    "No, he fights for the good of himself. Optimus Prime fights for the good of all sentient beings."

    "You're wrong Hotspot! Megatron intends to make Cybertron a better place than what it already is! Prime fights for the weak who have no place in this universe!"

    "How dare you!!" The two are about to start fighting when their teammates hold them back.

    "Onslaught, calm down. He's not worth it," Vortex says to reassure his leader.

    "Hotspot, stop it. You're a Protectobot," Blades exclaims to remind the Cybertronian firetruck. The bar is dead silent and everyone else is staring at them. Blades escorts Hotspot out first and Vortex and Onslaught wait a few cycles for Onslaught to cool off. When they leave, everyone stares at them. Onslaught notices and shouts. Vortex keeps Onslaught moving and eventually the two transform and head back home.

    "Onslaught. Hey Onslaught," Brawl yells as he tries to get his leader's attention.

    "What? Oh hey Brawl," he says as he returns from his haunting memory.

    "What's wrong Onslaught, you look bummed," Brawl asks.

    "Nothing. Just going over some strategies," he replied.

    "Well hurry up, we're about ready to leave and we can't attack all those Autobots and their human buddies without a torso."

    "Yeah, I'll be there in a cycle," he said as Brawl left the room. Onslaught sighed, stood up, grabbed his rifle, and hurried out of his quarters to join his comrades before they left without him.




    thanks for reading and i await your feedback :D 
     
  2. HeroicC300

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    Very much a different take. Grammar needs work (as it always does for a first fanfic), and I like how Hot Spot and Onslaught could've been friends canonically before the war.

    Keep it up
     
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    thanks :D  i may have another part sometime this afternoon
     

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