Hound: A Transformers Story Episode 57: Age Of Tyranny

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Script:
Hound: Alright team it's morning, we gotta search this area.
Chromia: I'll drive around the highways, search it all.
Bulkhead: I wonder when we're gonna hear from Prime.
Crosshairs: I hope it's soon because I wanna kick Dreadwind's arse.
Reynolds: I've just looked at my Autobot City scanners, the city is pretty much complete and a new group of Autobots has arrived there.
Hound: Sounds good, can't wait to see who has arrived.
IonStorm: Have you decided what city you want to transform?
Dreadwind: I've been looking at ones I want to transform, and this one here in the state of Florida looks excellent.
IonStorm: Miami? Good choice.
Dreadwind: But it seems Team Hound are on to us. We'll give them a warning shot that will cost them one of their team members, the one that isn't a Cybertronian.
Hound: Prime, do you copy?
Optimus: Prime here. My team is about to enter Chicago to find out what Sentinel is doing.
Hound: Is Dreadwind there?
Que: I scanned the Cybertronian life in the city but he wasn't there.
Crosshairs: That must mean...
Hound: He's not there.
Optimus: If Dreadwind isn’t here it must mean he is somewhere else. Continue searching for him Hound. We must enter the city now and stop Sentinel. Bumblebee has already taken Sam to rescue our human acquaintance Carly Spencer. We must meet up with them. Good luck.
Hound: Thanks Prime, good luck to your group too!
Crosshairs: Right, so where in the hell is Dreadwind?
IonStorm: There they are!
Dreadwind: Time to dispose of their human companion.
Prowl: Look out! Missile!
Bulkhead: Get down!
Hound: Reynolds!
Prowl: Oh no, he's badly wounded!
Bulkhead: No, his wound is beyond my medical help.
Skids: Where’s Ratchet when you need him?
Mudflap: Too far away.
Reynolds: Hound, you need to go.
Hound: No, we can't leave you!
Reynolds: You have to stop them, use my tracker, it will help you find them.
Crosshairs: I'll keep it safe.
Reynolds: Hound, promise me, promise me you'll look after my city I built for you... Be it’s guardian…
Hound: I promise.
Prowl: Reynolds...