The Best Around

This is Phoenix's fanfic. It was inspired by this. It's kinda transformersy, so... Hope you likey.
==Summary==
Sunstreaker thinks he's better than everyone. He's a bully who thinks no one is better than him. Then he comes: Sky-Lynx, a newcomer with full potential, and he doesn't like the way things are going... 
P.S. Although this actually has a plot and some characters I attempted to develop, this is meant for comedic purposes. All the characters in here are based on Transformers... And all those quotes in the video above are used around here somewhere. Watch out for TF references!
==Chapter One: The Ship Was... Full==
"Sorry, Cliff, the ship was..." Cliffjumper pushed Mirage to the side, and looked out into the ocean. "The ship was what?" Mirage moved over to Cliffjumper. "The ship was full, sorry." Cliff sighed. "Sunstreaker won't be happy..." Mirage shook his head. "Yeah, I know. We're about to have to go talk to him. That won't be easy." 
Cliff nodded. "Not at all."
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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, THE SHIP WAS FULL! I WOULD HAVE EVERYONE ON IT THREE HOURS AGO, MAYBE THEN IT WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN TOO FULL FOR THEM! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!? NOW WE CAN'T HAVE THEM THERE BY SUNSET!" Sunstreaker fumed and made Mirage shrink down. "I'm done with you! Both of you!" He paced up and down the large office he holed up in, eventually turning to a large window. They stood about three thousand feet above the ground in a primarily glass skyscraper overlooking the ocean.
A clock ticked along the wall, making an attempt to tell the dragons for the time. Mirage's eyes flicked to it. 3:00. The buses should be here soon. "You know what? I'm tired of looking at your disgusting bodies. It repulses me. " Sunstreaker never turned away from the window. "Well, what are you waiting for? Get out of my sight!" They happily obliged.
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Blurr stepped off the bus to Carbombya. Mirage was there to welcome him. "Heywassupman!Foundanewguybackherehe'sprettyslowbutheseemschillsoitreallyshouldn'tevenmatterright?"  Mirage nodded and looked behind Blurr. "Where is he?" Blurr pointed behind him. "Rightthere." 
He looked his head inside, suddenly throwing it to the left when a large dragon pushed herself past him. "Watch it!" He snapped his head back to glare at her before turning back. 
A slender white and red Skywing sat alone, staring out the window of the train, an angry look plastered on his snout. "You Sky-Lynx?" The part-albino Skywing nodded. "That would be me. Mirage, right?" Mirage acknowledged him but never stopped staring at his white scales.
"What is it? My scales? Yeah, I'm semi-albino, doctor said it was 'cause of some genetic thing, I don't know, I wasn't really listening. You wondering how I know your name? Blurr told me, it was hard to make out but I picked up the name 'Mirage' from him several times." He shrugged. "You wanna get off this train, Sky-Lynx? Maybe stretch your wings?" 
"Yeah." He stepped off the velvet-draped seats and exited the train with Mirage, stopping next to Blurr. "So, you and Mirage are friends, I presume?" Sky-Lynx said, looking at Blurr. "Oldfriendsyeah. Methimawhilebackandwebecameverygoodfriends. Hecametohelpmeunloadmythingsbutyousawwhathappenedwiththat." The train they were on had been attacked by self-proclaimed revolutionaries and they were robbed of everything they had. Blurr and Sky-Lynx however, managed to fight them off before they took more than the passenger's property.
Blurr told all this to Mirage from his hidden phone on the way back to the station. Luckily, most everyone had become adept at understanding Blurr now, so Mirage had understood him clearly. "So, Mirage, now that we've got time on our hands, what do you want to do?" 
Mirage pondered that a moment and then smiled. "How about we show the new guy around..."
==Chapter 2: ARHNHADE!==
The trio wandered through a maze of Skyscrapers and ant hills of houses, barely coming into the realm of the size of the much larger buildings. 
A glint of sunlight reflected off the steel beams supporting the structures, lighting up the normally dark alleys curving throughout the city. The albino Skywing pulled himself into the shade of the buildings, trying not to stay in the sun.
His scales forced him to stay away from too much light, especially from the sun, as the ultraviolet light led to immensely painful sunburns, and the extremely high chance for scale cancer.
"Whyishehiding?" Mirage shook his head, glancing over at Sky-Lynx, who couldn't hear them. "He isn't. He's semi-albino. The sun is dangerous for his scales." Blurr nodded, suddenly understanding and feeling bad for the guy. "Poorguycantevenfeelthesun.Ifeelbadforhim." 
"As do I." The three kept moving, staring straight ahead, waiting to find a certain house. One belonging to their old friend. "I do believe that wherever we're going, I hope it's well worth the walk. It's hot out here." Sky-Lynx complained, scales roasting in the summer heat. 
"Don' worry, we're almost there." Blurr huffed. "What?" He stopped moving and held his hand up, stopping the others in their tracks. "Itsquiet. Toomuchso."Then Mirage realized it as well. The birds had stopped chirping, and the only sound was the quiet hiss and howling of the wind bursting upon the threesome's ears.
"You're right." Then as if right on que, a muscular Mudwing burst through the wall of a house. A rather muscular and tough looking Skywing stepped through after him. "You know who you're dealing with here right?" The Skywing picked up the Mudwing by the neck. "Do you know who you're dealing with?" The Mudwing smiled and spat in his face. "Cause if you did you'd be very afraid." 
The trio still stayed back, awestruck. "Yer dealing with Arhnhade!" The Skywing dropped him in fear and turned to run. Arhnhade grabbed him and threw him to the ground. "Ya feelin' lucky, punk?!" The Skywing stood up again, but was immediately head butted, and fell to the ground, likely experiencing a concussion. 
Arhnhade turned to the group watching him and smiled. "Hey, Blurr, Mirage, and..." 
"Sky-Lynx, sir." Arhnhade barked a laugh. "'Sir? Ha! You know what, kid? I like you. Sorry we had to meet on such odd terms." He shook his head. "Ever since the riot against the former mayor, Decepticon Renegades have been on the rise." 
"Renegades?" Nodding his head, Arhnhade pointed to the badly injured Skywing. "That's what they call 'emselves. I say they're just fancy-named thugs." He shrugged, extending a hand. "I'm Arhnhade, by the way." 
"I could tell." Mirage turned back his attention to the Mudwing. "So, Ironhide, tell us again what happened." He nodded and gestured to the home he'd just wrecked. "Come in, have a seat. We have a lot to discuss..."
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