The headquarters of the Decepticons on Earth was well defended and well hidden, buried underneath layers upon layers of ice. The trecherous plains of Greenland hid the main base of operations, where thousands of Cons were moving out across the globe, trying to secure the Shard of the Allspark.
A few Decepticons drove through the icy landscape, towards a cave entrance. Withing one of the German vehicles, the robotic man sat, the rest of his human flesh having been removed since it was destroyed. The being grumbled, looking around the cabin of thr Con he was occupying. Seeing his staff, he grabbed it, raising it and tapping on the roof.
Almost immediately the Con transformed, allowing the man to walk out and towards a chamber. The man's footsteps echoed in the large hall, though the noise from within drowned out his smaller audio.
In the Icy chamber, a large Decepticon with a lion's head was scolding four other animalistic Cons. The lion head Con slapped a Con who had massive horns on him, sending him falling to the ground. "Disappointment, HeadStrong! That is all I have for you! You are the leaders of this force, how is it that we are loosing! These pathetic humans look to us as gods! If I didn't need the lot of you to become my true self, I'd scrap each and every-" The lion ranted, standing over the Con who he had punched.
"Razor Claw, sir." The man called out, drawing the much larger Cybertronian's attention. Razor Claw moved over to the figure, lowering to look at him closer.
"If it isn't Puppet Master. How are our little pets doing? Razing their own country side?" He asked, his teeth sharp and scraping against themselves, creating an awful noise that would make any normal human go mad.
"They're doing as good as any primitive could, but that is not the reason why I am here..." The figure called Puppet Master commented, seemingly unaffected by Razor Claw's display. "..we have Autobots on the planet."
Razor Claw growled, getting up and stompingnover to a wall. "I thought our Infiltrator would give me some actual useful information, but I see you're about as intelligent as these bolt brains here!" He gestured to the other four Cons in the room. "I know Grimlock and his Prehistoric Posse are on the planet somewhere-"
"I do not speak of the Dinobots that were allegedly here, I'm speaking of Autobots. Directly from Cybertron." The figure said, slamming his staff on the floor. Razor Claw looked at him then to his men, then back to the figure.
"Then we must accelerate our plans. There's only one location where I haven't been able to send scouts." Razor Claw becomes calmed and turns on a console, an image of the world they were on appearing. Across the whope map were Decepticon emblems indicating where they had soldiers working, and they were almost covering the planet save for one area; somewhere in the brown section of the map. He tapped it and the imaged zoomed in, revealing a large desert with water ways passing through it. "A place called Mesopotamia. Every scout I send there are deactivated." Razor Claw looked to Puppet Master, his red eyes glowing vibrantly. "With no explanation."
Puppet Master nodded, bowing his head. "I will speak to my minions and see if we can occupy the region in order to reach Mesopotamia."
"Good." Razor Claw looks to his men, growling. "The rest of you look for these new Autobots as well as those cursed Dinobots! I don't want anyone to be a pest on our mission for the Shard!" The other four salute and run out of the cave, leaving only Puppet Master and Razor Claw. "So, tell me, little one..." Razor Claw's voice drew Puppet Master's attention back to the Decepticon leader. "Who were these Autobots you've encountered? Optimus Prime? Sentinal? Zeta? Someone that will make me better that Megatron if I rip their Spark out?"
Puppet Master looked towards Razor Claw, his metallic face showing no emotion. "The leader of the Wardens, Scorcher."
Razor Claw's excited excretion turned to disdain. "So a mercenary? What ever. Go and search that region." Razor Claw returned to looking at the desert. Puppet Master simply walked out of the cave , returning to his comrade.
The Con that drove him here knelt down, a quizzical look on his face. "We return to the mutts. Well use them to search that entire desert." The Con nodded, transforming back into vehicle form and opening the door for Puppet Master. The man entered and the two drove through the icy tunnel, back the way they came.