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Another sort of war
20. 01. 2012, First Aid´s POV
The Autobots came here to help. In the last year a plaque has broken out on a organic world in relative close distance to the cybertronian space.
The disease had been spreading fast in the last months. Thousands have already died from this sickness, nearly one hundred thousand are infected, millions are in danger.
As the situation became known to us, several Autobots and humans had volunteered to help. I and the other Protectobots are stationed on this planet now, along with Omega Supreme, who is making for the most part supply runs. Additional to us a number of physicians from earth and a group of soldiers from the EDC were here. Their leader was our friend Captain Fairbourne, who did her best to help together with us.
The name of this planet is Karan, that is also what the natives call it. This is a world that doesn´t have space flight so far. But it was monitored by space travelling societies from this part of space for some time now. That was the reason the outbreak of the disease became known to us relatively fast.
The natives of this world are grey skinned, two legged aliens. Their technology is somewhat on the level of the early twenty century on earth.
In the time I have been here, I have come to know a young native with the name Saaro. He showed great interest in us from the day we arrived. The first time I met him, was in the aid camp. He and his father had been there because his mother had been infected with the plaque. As I have seen the two in their desperation, I have promised them that we would do everything to safe her.
I and the boy happened to come to talk with each other several times in the following weeks. Saaro was very interested to know how we wanted to help his people. We became somewhat like friends very fast.
I have always been a pacifist and hated the war. Even as I had been forced to be a part of it. He always did his best never to fight, only to defend. Of course it had for the most part not been possible this way. In the end he had to fight.
This situation wasn´t so much different from the war. They were able to create an antidote that was now mass produced on earth. He was even able to save Saaro´s mother. But still hundreds have died in this place since his arrival, right before his eyes. He had not been able to prevent it.
But it was the type of war he was meant and willing to fight. The sort were he could something and help other without fighting.
A war without a enemy. At least that was it what he thought.
His last test results showed something different. He could hardly believe it as he had seen it the first time. He had double checked the test results, but there was no doubt.
Now he was on his way to Fairbourne to show her his findings.
The war with the Decepticons have restarted, he had heard. They had attacked Cybertron last month. From what I have heard they are right now in control of a large part of the planet again. This was bad for the Autobots and it was bad for everybody that the war was continuing at all.
But I have to fight my own war right now.
As I walk trough the place, I see the overfilled hospital of the natives, the dents outside with even more sick people who didn´t have place in the building anymore. Suffering grey organics and the people who are trying to help them to my left and my right. Between them the dead. The ones where the help has already failed. Like human custom, we have laid the blankets over their bodies. It are a dozen dead, alone today.
As I see this a single feeling comes up in me, anger. Anger like I have never felt it before.
I have reached Marissa Fairbourne´s dent. I go inside to tell her everything.
"Are you sure about this?" She asks me as I have finished my explanation.
"Yes", I answered her, "there is no doubt. The virus was artificial created. Someone infected this entire species with a plaque, on purpose."
There is no other explanation, I tell myself. As much as I like to think that all this is only an accident. This people doesn´t have the technology to create something like this and no other species should have even been on this planet.
"I will inform Earth Defence Command and Optimus Prime about what you found out", she informed him.
"Do that." He answered her weakly. "Who would do something like that?"
First Aid asked this question in a sad voice.
"I don´t know, but I promise you, we will do anything to find out who is responsible."
Fortress Maximus in space-ship mode, in cybertronian space sector
"I understand Captain Fairbourne, I will inform the others. Prime out." Optimus Prime turned around as the transmission had ended.
Next to him stood Hotrod, Rodimus Prime, the mech who had been leading the Autobots in his absence and Fortress Maximus, the leader of a group of Autobots from the planet Nebulos.
Fortress Maximus was a so called headmaster. He has binary bonded his mind to Optimus human friend Spike, who was now inside of his body. Through this process, Spike and Maximus became, in some sense, two halves of the same being.
Fortress Maximus, like his Decepticon counterpart Skorponok had a short time ago acquired a new, giant headmaster body that he had built for himself. The entire space-ship, that they were in, was actually the altmode of Maximus secondary body.
"You have heard it", Optimus said to the others.
"Who would do something like that and why?" Spike asked from inside Fortress Maximus. He sounded obviously distraught. A feeling that was completely shared by the Autobot he was connected with.
"The Decepticons have absolutely no reason for this and bio weapons were never their style. And the other aggressive species we know. I can not think of a single believable motivation for any of them", Hotrod stated.
"The karaniens are peaceful people and never had any contact with other worlds. I know nobody who has something against them", Maximus said to the others.
"We will try everything we can to find out who is behind this", Optimus made clear, "but we have to think about the Decepticons too."
29. 01. 2012, First Aid´s POV
It is looking good for us. The antidote shows great success. The healing rate under the infected, who are treated is now at nearly 100%. But it have already far to many died because of this disease.
Like so many times before, I am standing between corpses. But at least it will be the last on this planet.
If things continue like this, we will probably have to stay on this planet for another month before the population is completely healt. Then we will rejoin the war against the Decepticons.
I have already spoken with Saaro about this. He was happy that the plaque will end. I have promised to visit him from time to time.
When it comes to the one who had created thsi virus in the first place. We still don´t know anything more.
Skorponok in space-ship mode, somewhere in space
"Thank you that was good work Soundwave", Galvatron commended his communication specialist.
"The only question is, what do we about this now?" He asked his commanders.
With Galvatron were Cyclonus, his second in command, Skorponok the Decepticon leader from Nebulos, binary bonded to the Nebulon Lord Zarak, Soundwave and Scourge.
"I think we should contact the Autobots about this", Zarak/Skorponok suggested.
The ruler of Nebulos had over the years and then the bonding to Skorponok developed more and more into a dictator, instead of the politician he had once been.
But despite that, he still had some sort of conscience, even if it was somewhat warped.
And as a organic being, the thought that anybody would unleash a artificial created virus against a world full of harmless organics made him very uncomfortable.
In his opinion the Autobots and their allies deserved an answer, who is responsible.
"I agree with Zarak", Cyclonus made it known that he shared the Nebulon leader´s opinion.