Fly the Phony Skies
Hotlink entered her new base. Megatron had shuffled the Seeker trios yet again. I bet Starscream never loses Skywarp and Thundercracker. Well, rank has its privileges. The Emperor of Destruction did this every so often; no one knew if it was to prevent any thought of an independent cell arising from within the ranks of the Seekers, or to see if new combinations might be more effective. "More of Megatron's screwing around. I swear, changing duty rosters is how Megatron relaxes," said the red and black 'bot walking in the door. "I'm Red Wing. Nice to meet you." "I'm Hotlink. Here's death to the Autobots!" "I'll drink to that!" said the next one through the door. He was green, with beige wings, thighs, and forearms, and black details. "I'm Corepunch. Might as well get to know each other, if we're going to be shooting Autobots together!" The next few days were pretty typical. After entering a new trio, ther...