02x14 - Triage

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Previously on Transformers Prime Download of the Iacon database may have been incomplete, but we now possess four sets of coordinates decoded by the ship.

If we are to have any hope of recovering the Iacon relics before the Decepticons do we must divide our resources.

Dispatching multiple squads will enable us to pursue all four coordinates simultaneously.

I will embark for the Antarctica.

As for you, old friend, I would prefer that you have company on your mission.

You can't be serious.

Wheeljack is insubordinate, a ruffian! Wheeljack is a highly capable warrior.

You would be wise to welcome the temporary alliance.

2x14 - Triage The boss thought you need a backup, huh? If you must know Optimus feels strongly that you require supervision.

I'll be sure to be on my best behavior, Doc.

Please, don't call me "Doc".

Whatever you say sunshine.

So, all of team Prime's busy chasing down for Iacon relics? - The four which are currently in play.

- There's more? Megatron maintains possession of the entire Iacon database.

We have yet to learn how many more relics or the Decepticon weapons of mass destruction it contains.

No worries, Doc.

I've got your back.

My name is not "Doc"! And I do not require anyone watching my back! I proved my metal during the w*r for Cybertron.

Then I'm lucky you're alone for the ride, champ.

'Cause we have a boogey on our tail.

transcript: Arvegtor timing: Deska merge & corrections: f1nc0 Soundwave! Megatron's communications chief? He must be tracking the same coordinates.

You might want to grab on to something.

Are you trying to send us to the scrap yard? What's that? Soundwave's surveillance drone, Laserbeak.

Wheeljack, maintain pursuit! Soundwave is merely using the drone to distract us.

I welcome a good distraction.

He is gone.

Now, we can go find Soundwave.

What are you doing? Wheeljack? Wheeljaaack! Took up that, Con! You did it! Right thrust is fried.

If you had pursuit Soundwave as I instructed His little birdie was still a bit pecking our tailpipes.

Well, we need to resume our search for the relic immediately.

Soundwave may already have reached it.

The Jackhammer is not going anywhere.

If you wanna catch that Con, we need to roll.

Make up your mind.

Are we walking or are we driving? Wheeljack, keep your distance.

Laserbeak is the eyes and ears of Soundwave.

Not anymore, it isn't? Operating system appears functional but offline.

However the crash clearly damaged its optic and audio receptors.

Guess someone's gonna need a new snitch.

A minor victory and not the one we're here to achieve.

Hang on there, Doc.

Situation's right for an old wrecker trick.

I am not sure I follow.

Sooner or later Soundwave's gonna come looking for his pet.

We let them reunite and return to base packing a light grenade.

The first time 'Wave reaches inside, it rips the bang and kaboom! Why plant a mere insanitary device? When we could plant a more devastating b*mb.

A virus.

Engineered to pass from Laserbeak to Soundwave.

Then directly into the Decepticon warship's mainframe, where it will transmit the content of the entire Iacon database to us.

Sounds complicated.

Thought we're in a hurry.

Optimus would agree.

Risking the loss of one relic to gain the rest is worth vile gamble.

You really have a chance to pull of that kind of programming? Not alone.

I will require backup.

Raphael.

We have a situation.

If you could write a source code for the virus, my scanner will translate it to Cybertronian script as it uploads.

I can do it, but if you wanna keep the virus in from the 'Cons, you'll need a decoy, you know, like a second virus.

Or something less complicated.

A decoy as in we wanted them to find it but doesn't blow? Correct.

Seems like a waste of a perfectly good grenade.

Wait a minute, a grenade inside of Laserbeak inside of Soundwave.

Like a "turducken".

I'm sorry? It's a turkey stuffed with a duck, stuffed with nevermind.

And where are you off to? To buy you some time, and who knows, maybe to pick up a relic.

You dropped something.

This should be fun.

Here I go again sharing expectations.

Rafael, ejecting the Laserbeak's supplying transmitter.

When you're ready I will bring its operating system back online and note it to receive the transfer.

Any last words? Right, silent type.

Ratchet, the virus is coded.

Commencing upload.

Rafael, what is our progress? Doc.

Wheeljack, I told you not to call me that! I'm sorry.

What's wrong, where are you? Thinking you've got maybe two minutes.

More or less.

Wheeljack, what is your condition? Wheeljack! Rafael? We're almost there.

Done.

Scrap! Soundwave has taken the bait.

Wheeljack.

Scrap.

The resonance blaster! Crafted by Decepticon scientist for maximum sonic devastation.

Soundwave, you have performed admirably unlike Dreadwing here who somehow managed to loose the APEX armor to Starscream.

However, two more decrypted coordinates remain in play.

And I have every confidence that Knockout and I Can you believe what the autobots did to me?! - Did you retrieve the relic? - No, master.

Then I suggest you convince me of your continue usefulness by examining Laserbeak, Doctor.

Wheeljack! Just resting my optics.

And my audio receptors.

- What is it? - An obstruction of some sort.

Grenade! Ah, that is clever.

Knockout, prepare to properly dispose of the obstruction.

Soundwave, if we're to maintain any advantage over the Autobots, decoding the remainder of the Iacon database must remain your top priority.

Rafael, send the groundbridge.

I still advice that you return to base.

You require a thorough examination.

The only thing I require right now is some hole sealant.

Trust me, the Jackhammer here is more needing repair than me.

Listen, Wheeljack.

I want to thank you for your backup.

Yep.

See you around, Ratchet.

Ratchet, come here! The Iacon database? It's downloading to our mainframe! Rafael, you are a genius.

Oh, believe me, Soundwave will provide the coordinates to the remaining relics.

Yes, we are fortunate to have him on our side, lord Megatron.

And see about repairing his cracked visor, will you? Bulkhead is coming through, Agent Fowler.

I can't wait to share the news.

No! To be continued