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"Lab report 11782. Several batches of successful Insecticon clones have been successfully produced. These warriors, while not as strong or powerful as Predacons, make an adequate substitute until such time that I am able locate more Predacon remains. They have proven themselves multiple times to be impressive in terms of combat capabilities, although they lack intelligence to make them truly deadly.  It has come to my attention that Cybertron no longer hides anymore of the Predacon remains I desire, as the last were likely used up in Unicron's attempt to destroy the planet. The only logical option is to return to Earth, in hopes that there are still some Predacon remains to be found."

A blast landed dangerously nearby Shockwave's location as he deleted the last of his files from his computer network. It would not be logical to leave them for the Autobots to find, as it would further their attempts to stop him. They foolishly clung to morals he long since discarded, and seemed to be determined to bring him in and put him on trial for his Crimes against Cybertron. Apparently his assistance in stopping Unicron did not seem to nullify the previous crimes they had accused him of. 

Walking towards the space bridge, he paid little mind to the battle going on behind him. Despite the Autobots attempt to arrest him, they were making very little progress against the two remaining Insecticons. The massive brutes were impossible to get past, which allowed their master to continue about his work calmly. He already had a number of Insecticons setting up his new laboratory on Earth, and all that had remained was to destroy what he could not relocate. 

Activating the Space Bridge, he locked down the controls. It was currently set to allow one last passage, then set itself up to self destruct. It's coordinates would be deleted once the final being passed through it. He now could turn towards the battle going on nearby.

Despite the Autobot's best attempts, the Insecticons were too much. Their brute strength and tough armor kept the lightly armed fools from doing any damage. They had found themselves pushed to the corner of the lab, and put completely on the defensive. The massive insect-like transformers did not use blaster type weaponry, instead they were using their claws to attempt to slash open the Autobots. This meant that the lab where they fought was in quite the state of disarray. Tables were turned over, and various trinkets were strewn about. They seemed to take notice as he approached them, apparently they were beginning to see the foolishness of their attempts to arrest him.

"Your attempt to imprison me was most illogical." Aiming his cannon at them, his subordinates were in a spot to prevent them from going to either side to escape the blast. The only evident possibility to him at the moment was their destruction. Unfortunately, he had not anticipated them employing some sort of shield to protect them from his blast. The energy shield was probably some ancient relic, and unfortunately reflected his own shot back at him.

Rolling out of the way of the energy blast, the ex-Decepticon scientist could only watch as his own shot destroyed the control panel for the Space bridge. He paid little attention to the Insecticons as they continued their assault, instead approaching the controls once more. The terminal was now nothing more than fire and sparks, totally useless. Unfortunately, if the sounds were anything to go by, the portal had become unstable. Entering it now would be extremely illogical, instead it would be preferable to flee. Apparently the Autobots had noticed as well, and were already gone.

Before he could begin to flee, the portal began to pull objects into itself. Apparently it was set on self destructing, which was not good for the wellbeing of any nearby. Grabbing onto the nearest solid object, he did the only thing he could, which was hold on as tightly as he could. He watched as the first Insecticon was sucked into the failing portal, then the second. He then felt himself losing his grip. This situation was not good at all, and there were very few methods he could employ to escape it. Metal screeched on metal as he slowly lost his grip, leaving scratch marks on the wall he was holding onto. Soon enough, he felt himself flying towards the Space Bridge and was enveloped in the green void of the TransWarp.

Arcadia 2

Several weeks had passed since Shockwave's arrival in the strange new city where the portal deposited them. He knew that it would be unwise to reveal himself to the locals at first. These tiny aliens that lived around him were weak, but many. He did not wish to bring about a scenario where he and his two Insecticon guards were swarmed by thousands of the locals. Instead, he spent much of his time attempting to find his way back to the universe he originated from.

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The massive Insecticon for the most part ignored the locals as they scrambled to escape from his path. He was currently on a mission to retrieve a power source to generate electricity to run the laboratory his master operated. Their last one had been destroyed in his master's attempt at creating a space bridge, and they required a replacement for it.

The hulking monster stepped over the wall defining the boundary of the power generating facility located on the outskirts of the city. A couple guards stepped out to stop him, but their primitive weapons simply bounced of his armor. They too chose to scramble rather than remain in his path and find themselves on the wrong end of his massive foot.

Letting out an animalistic screech, he charged towards the walls of the facility, ripping open the side with his sharp talons. Metal bent out like paper before his might, and revealed the power source he was tracking. Engineers fled from the gap he had created, but he ignored them as well. His fingers wrapped around the generator, and gently tore it out from the ground.

Sparks were sent flying as the original wires connecting it to the grid were severed. Alarms were going off due to the sudden loss of power. No doubt calls were going out to their kin for aid in dealing with him. Not that he would even give them the chance to face them. His master's orders were clear.

Turning about, he transformed into its insect form and took off into the air. He was joined by a second Insecticon. His comrade had been circling the facility, ready to swoop in should backup be needed.
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