CHAPTER ONE: HIRING OF AN ASSASSIN

"Your prey will not be easy to defeat."

"I've heard that before, Megatron. But each time, I've come out on top, with nary a scratch."

Megatron nodded. He heard of the dreadful stories of the Storm-Breaker assassin. Each time he took a job, he would dispose of his quarry in horrific ways famous for his kind.

"Animus, you come highly recommended by many. Some of my Decepticons have even heard of you. And they fear you. The Storm-Breakers are a notorious kind, maybe even more so than some Decepticons."

The Storm-Breakers were a young Transformer race. They were created by humanoids of an unknown distant planet as labor-bots, but they soon grew tired of their slave-like existence. A group of robots, led by a bot known as Maelstrom, revolted and destroyed the fleshlings holding them captive. But the smell of blood was too strong for the robots to resist. Maelstrom upgraded his entire force to the weather controlling robots they are now, and they quickly laid waste to the planet, killing everyone: man and woman, even down to the smallest child. After the mass murder, the robots appointed Maelstrom their leader, and they called themselves Storm-Breakers. Since then, they took up the role of assassins and mercenaries, killing for pay, no questions asked. This way, they kept their blood lust under control, while creating a society of villains feared across the universe.

"But the one I've hired you to kill is strong. I've tried for years to defeat him, and he somehow manages to escape death!"

Animus' red eyes flashed over his holographic image. "He's just a bit too much for you, is he?"

Megatron growled. "You can be replaced by another of your assassin brothers, you know!"

Animus chuckled. "You won't find a better killer than me. I am programmed to kill. Besides," the hologram flickered, "I like an opponent who can make my job…interesting."

"You're idea of disguising yourself as one of them is genius, I'll say. This will definitely be interesting." Megatron smiled. "I'll have to keep tabs on your progress."

"Pretending to be one of them will be a fun little game. They won't know what hit them." Animus snarled.

"I'll have your pay ready as soon as the job is done. Remember, it is a considerable amount."

"You don't have to remind me. Now, I must go. The Autobot ship to Earth is departing, and I must be aboard."

The hologram flickered off and Megatron was left in darkness, only his blood-red eyes piercing through the bleakness.

"Finally! This time, there will be no escape for you…Optimus Prime!"