Well, I was thinking if a little story earlier, but didn't have the chance to put it up till now. But anyway, figures used are Generations Windblade, and Combiner Wars Motormaster, Blackjack, Dragstrip, Deadend, Breakdown, and Offroad. Now onto the mini story!

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As the City speaker, Windblade had decided to walk out on her own for a bit. She was frustrated from having to deal with the current "Ruler of Cybertron". " Ugh... That stupid, full if himself, power hungry, conniving, sneak, arrogant Starscream seriously gets under my armor plating..." She grumbled to herself, then stopped in her tracks.

She heard the roaring of engines in the air, and looked hard. "Hu?" She turned and saw six vehicles coming towards her. "What in the name of Caminus...?" She drew her blade, and the six vehicles circled her, then transformed to robot mode. The group that had her surrounded was the Stunticons, and they caught her alone. "Well, look who we have here... The City Speaker herself!" Motormaster smirked and aimed his gun at her. The others held their weapons, keeping their guns on her. "Looks like we came in first for once! Ol' Megatron will be pleased!" Dragstrip laughed. "We have you now... There is no where to run, but you can just give up and come with us." Deadend said dryly. Breakdown chuckled nervously. "Now come on... We don't wanna be rough with ya... Just come along so we don't have to hurt you..." Offroad smirked. "Bringing you to Megatron will prove we are worth more to him than he thinks...." Blackjack held his axe firmly. "Now come along City Speaker... You are now Decepticon property."

Windblade smirked at the six Decepticons. "So... Six men against a single lady like me? Hardly seems fair... To you guys!" She then slashed at each one of them, Breakdown almost falling onto his backside. "Alright then... You wanna play rough n' tough? Fine by me!" Motormaster roared, and all six Decepticons rushed at her at once.