Heatwave yelped as a plasma pulse whizzed over his cab. It was a near-miss thanks to the erratic bouncing the uneven soil imparted to the Scrounges in their war-wheel forms. Having shocks gave Heatwave the advantage when it came to his aim, his stronger armor allowing him to weather their attacks better to boot, but the Scrounges would dog him until they simply wore him down.

To make things worse, Soundwave had just broken through a wall of the base and was driving towards him on a head-on-collision course.

Heatwave turned his attention from his rear sensor array too late to stop or slow down. “Soundwave, get out of the-”

“Ride the wind, dudebot!” The white van put on a burst of speed before returning to his natural robotic form. The momentum of the charge combined with that of his transformation hurled him up and over Heatwave in a long flip. Soundwave cleared Heatwave’s rumbling form and landed between the fleeing missile tank and the approaching Scrounges. “I got this!”



- Eye in the Sky