Lightening flashes and through the darkness a form becomes visible, a long slender shape falling from the sky. System malfunctiiiooonkknn.. the computer voice trailed off.

Morning. Quickstrike begins his regular patrol. Quickstrike- Well shoot! Ain't nothin out here but dirt and rock. Reckin old lizard lips didn't want me around, so he sent me to the most remote area he could find.- Quickstrike voiced in his deep Southern accent. Just then a glare caught his eye. Quickstrike- Well all be a polecats brother... a stasis pod! Megatron's gonna love me for this!- maybe this day wouldn't be quite as useless as he had originally thought Quickstrike pondered to himself. Quickstrike- Quickstrike to Megatron. Come on in Boss-bot.-

Megatron- Yes? what is it now Quickstrike? I'm busy.- Megatron really didn't want to talk to the fuzor at that moment as he was trying to perfect his new transmetal 2 technology. Quickstrike- Well sir, I got me a stasis pod out here. Must'a came down in the storm we got last night.- Megatron's eyes glowed with excitement. Megatron- A stasis pod you say? Hmmm, yes, this will work nicely. Quickstrike hold your position, I'm sending Rampage out there to collect the pod. Guard it as if your life depended on it!- Quickstrike- Shoot, no problem Boss-bot.- Megatron's eyes gleamed. Megatron- Oh, and Quickstrike. Your life DOES depend on it.- Quickstrike gulped.

Cheetor- Cheetor to Optimus.- Back at the Ark Optimus responds. Optimus- I read you Cheetor, what is it?- Cheetor- Just spotted crab-legs and the southern-fried fuzor toting a stasis pod toward Meg's place. I'm going after them. Cheetor out!- Optimus- Negative! I want you to wait for back-up. Do you get me?- Cheetor doesn't respond. Optimus- Cheetor? Cheetor! That boy is going to be the end of me. Siverbolt, Depth Charge go give him assistance. And Depth Charge, try to get that pod back here in one piece, got it?- Depth Charge- Sure, as long as I get Rampage.- Back at the site Cheetor has already began engaging both Quickstrike and Rampage, with little success.

Rampage- You fight hard young one. But it is futile, you cannot suceed.(Rampage cackles insanely)- Just then Depth Charge and Siverbolt arrive. Depth Charge- Then how about I do it for him!- Depth Charge changes over from vehicle mode to robot mode, and fires his Remora gun at Rampage ducks but the pod is knocked from his back, hitting the ground hard. Silverbolt- Carefull! That is one of our comrades in there!- Depth Charge- So go get him allready! I'll take care of these two!- Dinobot- Make that three!- Dinobot said in hois slurred voice. Depth Charge- Good your both here now. I can destroy Rampage fully!- Depth Charge began to fire upon the two 'brothers'. Quickstrike saw his chance. The Maximals were busy with the other Predacons, he'd get the pod back to Megatron and be a hero. He liked that idea. Quickstrike began pulling the pod behind him as he headed toward the base. Cheetor and Siverbolt were both trying to fight off Rampage and Dinobot, Depth Charge being the only one who could save the pod now. Cheetor- Depth Charge! Get the pod, quickly!- Depth Charge turned to see Quickstrike pulling away with the pod. Then turned back to the fight and began firing on Rampage with all he had. Depth Charge- No way I'm missing a chance to take care of Rampage! Not for nothin'!- Silverbolt gasped, Cheetor was shocked. Depth Charge had given up the pod to try and stop Rampage.

Cheetor- Depth Charge, we'll handle Rampage and Dinobot. You get the pod!- Cheetor was shocked at deoth Charge's lack of concern for the Maximal protoform. Depth Charge- Forget it cat! Rampage is mine!- The large robot lunged directly at Rampage knocking him to the ground and causing him to lose his hold on Cheetor. Depth Charge- You want that thing so badly go get it yourself!- Cheetor nodded and ran off after Quickstrike. Cheetor expected to catch up with the fuzor kick the slag out of him and save the pod. What he didn't expect was Megatron.

Megatron held Cheetor by the throat strangling the life from him. Megatron had a small box-like device with him. A new advanced version of the transmetal driver. He continued his hold on Cheetor as he walked over to the stasis pod and attached the device to its side. He then opened the computer panel and found what he was looking for, The Maximal programing chip. Removing it he put it between his fingers and clamped down, shattering the small computer chip into a number of small pieces. Megatron- Just to be sure.- He then installed the Predacon chip into the spot that Maximal chip had just been. Typing an a few commands the computer started up, Computer- New programing detected adjusting parameters. scanning has been completed apropriate life-form was found and scanned at 0100 hours.- Megatron- That was nearly six megacycles ago! What in the world could it have scanned in that terrain desert?- The computer began to speak again. Computer- Replication commencing.- The Machine came to life humming and beeping, the small device that Megatron had attached began to glow. Megatron- Yes!Yes! I win kitty, the protoform is mine!- He looks down at Cheetor still being held in the tyrants grip. The pod stopped moving as steam arose from inside, and the top was thrown off violently. This startled Megatron, causing him to drop Cheetor.

From inside a figure started to appear, at first he appeared to be a lizard, but then as the smoke cleared his form became more visible. He had large back legs and smaller arms up front a tail which hung behind him and a fringe surrounding his lizard shaped head. he was a Dilophosaurus, more 'affectionately' known as a spitter. A dinosaur which spit venom. Megatron's eyes widdened in awe as Cheetor's widdened in fear. The Transmetal 2 dinosaur stood there searching its programing, recognizing the Predacon symbol on Megatron's shoulder he smiled. Not a pretty site, his row of gleaming metal like teeth shining in the daylight. Megatron spoke up. Megatron- Welcome my new friend, yesss, welcome indeed to the Beast Wars. What is your name?- The dinosaur just stared at him. Megatron- Well? Answer me!- The creature opened his mouth but all that came out were garbled sounds. Megatron was shocked. Megatron- Hmmm, it appears youcannot speak. Why? Oh well, I'll deal with that later. Now you need a name. Since you cannot speak I shall name you.- The smaller dinosaur glared up at Megatron his metallic teeth glistening as a small drop of acid fell from his mouth burning a hole in the ground where it hit. Megatron smiled, Megatron- Well, it appears even though you cannot speak you have still managed to name yourself, yesss. I welcome you to the Beast Wars... Bad Mouth! This was a one-shot, but if I write anymore Beast Wars fanfics I will probably include Bad Mouth. MPhage.