Note: I know that I'm leaving a lot of loose ends, but I don't think that I can write on for that much longer. I apologize for the long update and for posting the un-beta'ed version, but I've waited for weeks and have not heard back from the beta, so here's the final chappie. Enjoy.

Code of Honor

Part II: The Agendas

Chapter 7

Disclaimer: Once again, I do not own Transformers.

The sunlight flared in Dinobot's optics as he squinted at the glint. There was a Maximal insignia, which meant that the Maximals must have detected the Transwarp wavefront. Still, he had to dig his way into the volcano and ensure that Megatron did not touch the contents of the Ark. The Maximals had better arrive soon, for the raptor's power reserves were depleting rapidly. With that last thought, he continued to grudgingly remove the rocks that blocked the entrance.

Silverbolt, who had recovered from the avalanche of rocks, sniffed around. "I cannot find Megatron's scent, but something is unusual."

He and Rattrap followed their noses until Silverbolt smacked his head against something hard. "This metal… it's totally unfamiliar."

"Never mind da unfamiliar metal, doggy. We're securing da Ark," commented Rattrap. "Yo, legs, ye got the access codes?"

"I'm way ahead of you, mouse." Blackarachnia explained as she beamed an emerald beam into a console next to the giant door. The doors then slid open with a hiss, revealing the hallway that led to the bridge---a hallway littered with the stasis-locked bodies of both Autobots and Decepticons. As soon as the three Maximals sauntered in, the gate closed and the autoguns outside suddenly armed themselves.

"Teletron…"

"It's Teletran, webs. Anyhow, we gotta arm dis ship 'gainst old Grape-face or there won't be enough left of us to make a pitch fork!" corrected Rattrap.

"Slag it! There's a breach in…. follow me!" For once, Blackarachnia did not bother to reply to the transmetal rat's sarcastic comments.

"To think that I would be reduced to a mere digger drone. This is a waste…"

Something sputtered and shot from the rock pile that Dinobot was working on, sending the warrior staggering backwards. It was Megatron. Dinobot then looked off to the side and saw the reason why. Ravage's ship had crashed into the Ark and tore a side of the ship open, leaving the ancient Autobot craft defenseless against the Predacon invader.

"A waste of your skills, traitor? That is the least of your pitiful worries, noooo."

"None… shall pass." Dinobot positioned himself between Megatron and the Ark and shot Megatron with his eye-laser before the Predacon could respond.

"Oh, but I will, yess, for I will enter these halls a conqueror." The purple Predacon responded to Dinobot's attack with a continuous blast from his own plasma cannon, which was made from the tail of his beast mode. It punched through Dinobot's eyebeam as if the beam was made of paper, sending the Maximal sailing spectacularly backwards past Ravage's ship's remains and into the Ark. Megatron then transformed into vehicle mode and fired his jets.

"No, he must not be allowed to destroy Prime," Dinobot muttered and pushed himself to his feet before glancing around and determining that he was on the second level of the Ark. He did not know Autobot history in as much depth as he did Decepticon, but he knew it well enough to know the basics behind the defense system and to know that there had been no mention of the shuttle parked just a few kliks behind him. Prime was a level above, in the command center where the Autobots and Decepticons battled.

"Warning, power reserves…" Dinobot did not allow for his internal computer to continue, for he already knew that he had a limited amount of time to stop Megatron from entering the Autobot spacecraft, especially with the Transmetal T-Rex approaching at top speed.

The raptor rapidly pounded the buttons on the various panels at piano-player speed, but it was to no avail.

"Incorrect energy signature."

Dinobot ignored the alarm system's blaring klaxons and tried again, only to receive a different error message.

"No Autobot presence detected."

The transmetal raptor snarled in frustration and resorted back to firing his eye-laser, only to have the beam dissolve just short of hitting Megatron. Naturally, the Predacon leader remained unfazed and drew closer still.

The purple Predacon tyrant refused to capitulate when he was so close to his goal. For the sake of his glory and Decepticon victory, he had to destroy Prime's spark. However, the battle soon became impossible as Blackarachnia pushed Dinobot away from the console and entered some sort of code, instantly arming the autoguns that guarded that particular sector of the ship.

In a synchronized movement too fast for the naked eye to follow, the autoguns targeted Megatron and fired a series of shots that eventually sent Megatron spiraling down towards the foot of the mountain.

"Goodbye, Mega-jerk!" snickered the black widow spider. Down below, Megatron groaned before rising to face a combination of Cheetor and Optimus, both of whom had arrived in beast mode. Dinobot saw several flashes before succumbing to stasis lock, knowing that the battle was in good hands, even if the other Maximals knew very little of Megatron's true ambitions.

"I assure you, my divine lady, that you will be treated fairly, as the Maximal hero that you are." Dinobot heard Silverbolt's muffled voice through some sort of door. "I swear this, on my CyberSec honor."

"I'm a Predacon. Do I need to spell that out for you? Look, Bowser, I know you mean well, but what makes you think I want to be treated like a Maximal?" The words sounded familiar to Dinobot, but the voice belonged to a female. Silverbolt was not only having an illicit affair with the enemy, but the two were arguing like a married couple!

"Your actions in battle were Maximal."

"Only because I need to save my own skin."

"If that is your choice, milady, then…"

"Alright alright. I'll come with you to shut you up."

"You speak of honor, and yet you fraternize with…" Finally, the CR Chamber door opened and Dinobot emerged, too outraged to bear the conversation any longer. However, before he could slash through Silverbolt's armor with his new, metal claws, Optimus stopped the raptor.

"Enough, Dinobot. She is our ally."

"What has transpired here? What of Megatron?" Dinobot looked around and saw that he was in the Ark instead of the Axalon and that the region around the secret shuttle, where Ravage's ship had crashed, showed no traces of damage whatsoever. It looked pristine, except that Dinobot recognized pieces and bits of Ravage's Transwarp drive inside the Autobot shuttle.

"We vaped him!" grinned Cheetor. "And then we got the rest of the Preds. Kapow, kapow."

"So we won the war and now you are returning to Cybertron." Dinobot swept a sidelong glance at each of the other Maximals, who stood in a semicircle around him.

"Ya comin', Scale-belly? Or are ya goin' off and getting' yerself killed again? Yer just a lousy lizard." asked Rattrap.

"And you remain a garbage-munching mouse, albeit an honorable one. Still," Dinobot paused to remove his sword, which must have been retrieved after the battle with Ravage, from the CR Chamber, and placed it before the leader, "A warrior's token. I am yours to command, Primal, should my skills be required. However, I request to remain."

"I know. If you change your mind," grinned Optimus as he offered Dinobot one of the new Transwarp communicators that Rhinox had made from parts of Ravage's ship, "We'll be here."

The doors of Dinobot's quarters opened with a barely audible hiss as its occupant entered with Ravage's head in a clawed hand. With a satisfied grin, Dinobot hung the trophy on his wall across from the clone pelt. The Maximals were so gracious as to leave him behind on Earth to stand guard when they found the escape pod inside the Ark. He was supposed to leave when more forces arrived from the future, but he had no intentions of leaving the Earth anytime soon. Inside the abandoned Axalon, there was neither Maximal nor Predacon, only an exiled, and perhaps retired warrior battling against nature on prehistoric Earth. But in reality, he was not battling. Before, he was a warrior, but now, he was the planet's resident guardian.

The end.

Author: I'm not that good with Season three, but if you want to see more and are willing to give me pointers, I'll gladly write more.