Author's Note: At long last, I am continuing the story I started in Armageddon Test Run. The events of the story Alien Exodus also fit into the continuity I am using here. For those who were wondering, that story was shortened and ended not because of lack of interest either on the audience's part or my own.. the story was aborted because I saw that I was not going to be able to provide the same level of impact that I was able to deliver with Armageddon Test Run. The events that would have taken place in that story, and in others will be included within this story, provided that the events are relevant and impactful That also means that while this story is filed under GI Joe/Transformers crossovers, before it is done, it may occasionally leave some of those categories behind in favor of MIB, Generator Rex, Ben 10, SJA, and whatever other categories it happens to wander into.

Also… Fair warning: The gloves are off!

Cobra Armageddon Z

Arrival

The Thunder Machine lived up to it's name as it roared down the country road along with its motorcycle escort. It wasn't the original Thunder Machine, that one had long ago been destroyed. The machine that Thrasher drove was longer and slower and relied on a diesel engine, but it still packed a punch, and could carry a good amount of cargo.

"Pedestrian up ahead," Thrasher said.

"Alive?" Metal Wrecker asked. The voice was distorted by the thick metal helmet Metal Wrecker wore.

Metal Wrecker sat in the Thunder Machine's passenger seat. She always made Thrasher feel uneasy.

Buzzer rode ahead, with his chain saw at the ready.

Thunder Machine had already passed the pedestrian by the time their head landed on the ground.

"Definitely not alive," Buzzer said.

Another of the bikes pulled along side the passenger side window. "We're getting close," Zartan said.

"Drop the lure," Metal Wrecker said.

"On it," Heart Wrencher said from the back of the Thunder Machine.

With a thunk, a large barrel dropped off the back on the Machine, which continued on it's way, although much quietly. The distinctive Thunder Machine rumble remained with the barrel.

Figures emerged from the woods along the road, while more were slowly walking along the road in a slow pursuit of the Dreadnocks. The figures gathered around the loud barrel.

The barrel detonate, sending body parts flying everywhere.

o-O-o

"I'm goin out on patrol," Grimlock said.

"Try not to wreck anything out there," Denny said.

"Hey, I'm a puncher, not a wrecker!" Grimlock answered.

"Just remember to bring back any good salvage after you… uh, punch stuff," Denny said.

"Will do!" Grimlock's dinobot form jogged out of Denny's Vintage Salvage Depot for the Discriminating Nostalgist.

"I think I better go with him," Bumblebee said, then stopped, and turned towards the human who had been hiding Bee's team since their arrival. "I appreciate how you have been helping us, Denny, but… we hardly ever see anyone come here, and you keep buying new stuff. How do you stay in business?"

"You see Bumblebee," Denny said, "I am an expert negotiator, and act more as a middle man in most respects."

Bumblebee nodded and took off after his dinobot friend. Despite the extensive amount of time he had spent on Earth, and having a greater understanding of Earth than anyone else on his team, there was still so much he just didn't understand. Not for the first time, he thought about contacting Raf. Raf was always good at explaining things to him.

But, contacting any of their old friends could put them at risk. Steeljaw was still out there, looking for any angle he could use against the Autobots. Besides, when Jasper fell, Raf had the worst time of it than any of their friends. He didn't want to set Raf's recovery back by reminding him of all the horrors that had happened when Jasper fell.

Denny found himself alone at the gate. Of course he knew he wasn't really alone. His son Rusty was somewhere, most likely with Drift's minicons playing video games. Who knew where Sideswipe and Drift were, but he was pretty sure that Strongarm was performing an inventory of the scrapyard. As usual, Fixit would be in the command center.

"Incoming envoy—er savoy—er convoy!" Fixit loudly announced from the command center.

A smile lit up Denny's face. "Customers! Anyone not from Earth needs to hide," he shouted at the top of his lungs.

Russell rushed over to the gate. "Who is it?"

"Can't tell yet."

Russell climbed the ladder beside the main gate to the top of the wall that surrounded the scrap yard. Originally the wall had been a basic fence, but with the Autobot's using it as their base, both the fence and the gate had received substantial upgrading.

"It looks like the Dreadnocks." Russell called down from the top of the wall.

"Well, it's about time," Denny exclaimed.