Chapter One: Trailing After Something Lost
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A low growl slipped from the femme's dermas as she shifted, her strange green optic keeping watch on the surrounding deep space. Perhaps soaring through this deep space to follow the Allspark wouldn't have been the best idea. Especially with the Decepticons following, after her last encounter, she didn't want to get near them. They had ruptured the plating and some energon lines on her abdomen, and it wasn't the most pleasant to get repaired by the grump of a medic. She crossed her arms, her sensitive audio receptors keeping a lookout for any strange transmissions.
Many a mech are stationed in this rocking pod of theirs. The all sit in silence, nervous actually as they are still recovering from their day. Their last day on their planet, Cybertron. Piloting is the mech that led them aboard this pod. The one chasing the light before them. Brighter than any star they've seen in the sky. Bright enough for them to follow, at the very least. Behind them, no too far behind them, is the enemy of their world, the Decepticons. In their giant airship, they begin to open fire on their small pod. For the most part, they aren't able to hit from their distance, but it won't take long given the chance.
The femme glanced around the mechs in the pod, dimming her optics a bit while she boosted her audio receptive system. The silence was nerve wracking, uncrossing her arms and sitting up with her servos on her knees. She couldn't handle the silence before a gruff grunt caught her attention.
"Easy, Shadowblitz. You still took a toll." Ratchet's voice broke the silence, making the femme roll her optic.
"I'm fine, Ratchet. Only a broken cable or two." The femme grunted, glancing around at the other mechs. A young mech was staring towards the pilot before looking away, noticing the femme was looking at him easily.
The mech piloting was transfixed on this light. He couldn't lose it. Not with it being the only ray of hope left for them and Cybertron. And he sure wasn't going to let it out of his sight, let alone those warmongers get a hold of it. A star map shows up on the shield and showed them all the direction the Allspark was heading. "A system with...One star? How peculiar...?" The piloting mech thought to himself.
The femme looked away towards the piloting mech, shuddering softly before she got up to look at the star map. "They're not going to let up on fire, we need to do something to make sure we don't get hit in the firing range." She spoke aloud, hopefully to catch his attention. Her helm turned to look towards Ratchet, before she returned to where she was sitting. A soft wince came from her as she held her left arm, several cables broke off in their running.
"The pod itself is devoid of any weaponry. This is strictly for transportation. Our only chance is to keep the course and hope they don't hit." The piloting mech spoke.
"But that won't do us any good. And what's worse, is that we'll still be leading the Decepticons to the Allspark! We need to formulate some sort of offensive to throw the Decepticons off of us." interjected another mech. The tallest mech on the ship, as a matter of fact.
"None of us are equipped to fight in deep space like that. And our offensive would be weak against their mass offensive anyway. The only other option is that we try to shake them, but that would risk us losing sight of the Allspark, and giving the Decepticons the lead. They're not trying to destroy us. They're trying to move us out the way." The pilot mech responded.
"And destroy us in the process." The femme grunted as she let go of the broken cabling, it sparking slightly against the metal in her arm. "If they destroy us, who's to say they won't try to rule the entire galaxy?" She added on, her facemask unclamping and showing her deeply scars faceplates.
The medic on board gave the femme a dark glare before glancing towards the piloting mech and tallest mech.
"Not with their current numbers. Barely enough to conquer a single planet within a day. They need the Allspark to replicate more of themselves in order to succeed in that endeavor." The piloting mech clarified and just as soon as he did, the pod shook considerably hard. The map disappeared and red began to flash. The screen now read "Warning: Exterior Weakening." The pilot mech grumbled to himself.
"I could try to lead them off our tail. I'm an aerocraft, so it might be a bit easier for me to at least keep their eyes off us." The tall mech suggested, taking a few steps towards the pilot mech.
"But you'll freeze in a matter of minutes!" The pilotmech exclaimed.
"Whichever or doesn't matter! We can't just die here in the vacuum of space! At Least not all of us! Someone has to face the Decepticons once the Allspark reaches its destination!" The tallest mech argued.
A soft grunt came from the femme, "Stop bickering like sparklings, and just go. We need to follow the Allspark, so if you two continue arguing, I'll go instead." Her singular optic narrowed as she glanced towards the two larger mechs and she stood, crossing her arms.
A bit of a cough came from the medic on board, shaking his head a bit. He agreed with neither idea, honestly.
"I'll be waiting near the exit. Open up when I'm ready. I'll try to make it back while I can." The tall mech said to the pilot mech as he made his way to the pod exit. The pilot mech didn't respond. He stopped next to the femme and looked to her. "Do you still plan on coming with?" He asked.
"May as well." The thin femme followed after the tall mech, uncrossing her arms. "Two is better than one after all." She smirked a bit before her mask clamped down once more, glancing back at the other mechs onboard the pod. Hell, if she didn't make it back, it'd be worth it.
"We're ready!" said the tall mech.
"Everyone, hang on to something!" yelled the pilot mech as he pulled the lever, opening the pod exit out to space. The door lowered and everyone could feel themselves being pulled. One mech, who appeared to be unconscious, was slowly slipping towards the exit.
The medic quickly grabbed onto the mech he noticed was slipping towards the exit, grunting as he held onto where he sat. The femme slipped out and vanished, due to her dark-paint. She transformed and shot off, hopefully to catch the attention of the warship. It was freezing, but she continued until she caught the attention of the Decepticons.
The tall mech was pulled into the vastness of space. He also transformed and followed behind the femme towards the Decepticon battleship.
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A loud snarl came from the second in command of the battleship, ruby optics narrowing in frustration as he watched the screen in front of him. The medic to his right turned and went to look at another screen.
"The first one is built like a military fighter. Take them down or bring them in?" He mused to their leader, the deep-red colored mech glancing at the larger mech. His assistant was off keeping track of medical supplies.
The silent mech continued to type on the keypad, his visor glimmering faintly as he glanced back towards his leader as well.
A large mech sat on a violet, chromatic throne. His legs spread out and his digits interlocked. He breathed slowly as he saw the screen that showed the aerocrafts leaving the pod. "If neither of the two have what I want, then turn them into space crap. Their feeble attempts to avert our optics will fail them horrendously!" The large mech declared with menacing authority.
"They could possibly know the location where it will end up, my liege. Only suggestion I have is to bring them in to find out." The medic shrugged his shoulders as he returned to his place beside the second in command.
The silver and red mech narrowed his optics, "The medic may have good reasoning, my lord. If we bring one of them and find out, we can navigate past the wretched Autobots." He grunted, looking towards the large mech on his throne.
"I don't see the need when the pod clearly follows the Allspark. I've already waited whole stellar cycles as it is for this moment."The large mech got up from his throne. "And these two seek to avert our attention from the pod." The mech made his way to the deck. "You see that twinkling light?" The large mech pointed to a small glimmering light that appeared to be several short ways from the pod's reach. "There it is. The lifesource of our very planet and the key to its prosperity. From here it's so far… Yet, this is the closest I've ever gotten to it. I will not be stalled again...These old Cybertronians will not answer to us even if we gave them to Knock-Out to tear them apart. Methodically. We'd surely waste our time."
Though the silver mech wanted to argue, he kept his dermas shut and nodded to his leader. "Of course, my liege." The silent mech nodded as he continued his oath of silence, typing away information until a pesky little femme briefly appeared in one of the camera feeds. He shifted on his pedes before continuing with his work.
The large mech turned away from the screen "Soundwave!" He called.
The silent mech stopped his work and turned to the larger mech, a small question mark appearing on his visor. Easily, he was here to keep track to make sure everything ran properly.
"There are two aerocrafts approaching us. In case, they have any ideas. Specifically hindering our travel, then dispose of them both." the large mech ordered. "You'll be stationed close to the main spacial boosters of the Nemesis. If they come anywhere near there, you know what to do."
The silent mech nodded before he turned and left the bridge, going to do as he was ordered. Simple and easy, dispose of the aerocraft Autobots.
The silver mech timidly stepped aside from the silent mech, casting a brief glance over his shoulder plate before looking back at the large mech.
The large mech looked back to the screen and crossed his arms, "Soon, life itself will be in my claws..."
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The two aerocrafts were slowly approaching the Nemesis. "That's odd. They stopped firing at us for some reason. What do you think they're planning?"
"Perhaps they're focusing on following the pod. Either that or their leader decided to come out here and face us himself." The femme grunted a bit as they neared the Nemesis. She shifted a bit, watching the ship for movement.
"Hmmmm...I have an idea. Maybe instead of just flying all over them, we could try taking out their main boosters. To slow them down as the pod tries to gain more distance from the battleship." The tall mech suggested.
"That sounds good." The femme shifted around, "Though. Someone has to be arming the blasters to make sure no one gets near those boosters." The femme reminded him as she changed course.
"Then it might be best that one of us trying going after the boosters then?" The tall mech asked.
"I'll keep whoever is manning the blaster occupied. You're the bigger out of the two of us, work on those boosters." The femme smirked before she quickly changed course and travelled towards one of the blasters.
The tall mech realigned himself and boosted himself towards the boosters of the Nemesis ."I need to make quick work of those boosters before my systems begin freezing...I hope I have enough firepower to take a few of them out." —-
The pilot mech looked at a small box, showing the two aerocrafts going out of view as they got closer to the Nemesis. He looked away from the screen and focused on the Allspark.
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The lithe female quickly caught the optic of the mech manning the blasters. Immediately, he began firing, not noticing the other mech towards the boosters. "I have to keep his attention long enough, my audio system is already beginning to glitch." The femme thought to herself, quickly dodging another laser blast easily.
The tall mech almost made it to the main boosters. "Almost , this should be good firing distance." The tall mech began to open fire at the boosters as he continued to get closer to them.
A loud growl erupted from the femme as one of her wings were blasted through, making flight virtually impossible. She was hardly able to dodge another before she quickly contacted the tall mech. "I'm down, missed a shot and got my wing blasted through, you have another fifty kliks until the blaster mech notices you. Make it count, fraggit."
"If you're injured, then it's best for you to try and make it back to the pod before you freeze up. I'm attacking the Main boosters now." It didn't take long for him to finish, one of the boosters beginning to stutter, "It's work in progress."
"Doubt I'll be able to make it back, flight is virtually impossible. If I freeze up, so be it, I'm just injured one way or another." She growled before slowly began her way back to the pod, shuddering. "If you get back to the pod before me, then go. Give the boys one hell of a growl from me."
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The silent mech finally took notice of the aerocraft near the boosters. No matter about the other, he shifted around and began firing at the other.
The tall mech felt himself getting belted by the rapid fire from the silent mech. He could feel some of his systems beginning to falter, "GAAAH! Damn! I'm being ambushed!" The tall mech sped up and continued to fire at the boosters, all the while making an attempt to make a complete circle around the battleship and speed back to the pod before his systems could give out.
"Get out of there! Scrap, go damn it before you go offline!" The femme hissed through their commlink, shifting her course and going to deal with the boosters as well. May as well do something useful before she went offline. "You're more needed for protection than I am, get out of there!"
The silent mech shifted his blasters to aim at both of them, his claws clicking across the letters. His visor flickered briefly as he continued, tilting his helm as he noticed the femme going back the other way.
The tall mech managed to make the circle, the boosters suffering mild damage and the Nemesis had significantly slowed down. "Ok! I think that oughta do it! I'm making my way back to the pod!" The tall mech confirmed as he made a mad rush to the pod.
The silent mech narrowed his optics when the other went out of sight, the femme looping around. "See you on the other side." The femme cut off their communication as she struggled to make her way back to the pod. The silent mech reaimed the blasters and continued fire at the slower femme.
"What? What happened?!" The tall mech didn't get a response. "Fraggit!" He could see see the femme in front of him being bombarded by the silent mech, "Not today..." The tall mech picked up speed and fired at the silent mech. Several of his shots managed to damage it's wings.
The silent mech recoiled quickly, falling back with the damage to his wings. He rolled back and shot back towards the Nemesis, the lithe purple mech easily vanishing out sight. The femme was a bit shocked, thinking the tall mech was ahead of her already. Though, the blast to her wing was clearly evident and to some other places of her as well.
The tall mech didn't stop. He turned at an angle and his wing snagged hers. This caused him to pull her towards the distancing pod by the wing.
The femme grunted when her wing was snagged, following behind the tall mech. Hopefully they would make it to the pod easily, no need for fighting other bots.
As they near the pod, they could see a giant, white stone. "Is that where the Allspark is heading?" The tall mech asked.
"I'm not sure. Guess we have to wait and see." The femme was unsure totally, staring at the giant stone. Hopefully not, it surely wouldn't be enough for a planet.
They two aerocrafts were just a couple of clicks away from the pod. The pod door opened for their arrival. "Just...A little...Further..!" The tall mech put every ounce of energy in getting into the pod as they almost near the the surface of the giant, white stone. Suddenly a stray laser hit the pod's side, staggering it and allowing the two aerocrafts to enter the pod.
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"Good shot, Starscream." The large mech congratulated the silver mech for his decent aim.
The silver mech perked up and nodded, "Thank you, my liege." The silent mech drifted back into the bridge, flicking off bits of smoldering metal off of his armor.
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The femme grunted as the two of them entered the pod, quickly transforming and holding her servo up to her wound. It was a clean hole through and through, which made her grumble. Hopefully this would be enough to distract the Nemesis.
The glimmering light flew through the near surface of the giant, white stone, while the pod struggled from getting too close from the surface. The red lights continued to blare and the pilot mech tried to get whatever smidge of stability that he could get to keep from crashing. "I… Won't… Lose… It!" The glimmering light cleared the great, white stone and soon so did the pod. The same can't be said for the Nemesis, which crash landed on the surface of the stone, no doubt unable to clear it due to its boosters malfunctioning. "We did it.." spoke the tall mech breathlessly.
The femme chuckled breathlessly, "You did it, I just kept someone sidetracked..." She grunted before her facemask split again. She shifted and stood up, using the wall to get up slowly. This wound was hurting, and several systems were trying to reboot in the process.
"Don't sell yourself short." The tall mech chuckled but is snapped out of it by the dire situation. The glimmering light is heading straight for a planet. A green and blue planet with many swirls of white. They noticed that they're diverging off the straight path of the glimmering light "No, no, no, no, no, no..." They began to curve away from their designated path.
"No! We can't lose it!" The femme snarled as she noticed. She moved her way back to where the other mechs were, her wound leaking energon as she stared. "Scrap, we ain't gonna be near it when we land. But we sure as hell are gonna be closer than others."
Deep down, the pilot mech knew that was true, as much as he hated how far they've come only to know lose track of it. But now there was the matter of landing the pod. He wouldn't know if entry in this condition would be possible, but he had to do as much as he could. He began to pull a lever, which straightened them out some for the entry. The pilot mech looked to his right and took one good look at the glimmering light before it vanished into the unknown planet. He closed his optics as they began entry, the pod beginning to be enveloped by a barrier of air and fire.
The femme quickly returned to where she had been previously, powering down her optics and leaning back into the wall behind her. She hoped to Primus that things would go right, it would be a grab and able to rebuild their planet and population in peace. Though her thoughts faded as she fell into sleep from the bleeding wound.
The tall mech simply closed his optics as the chances of their survival seem far too slim. It looked like none of them well get to see their new world rebuilt after all. The pod began to slowly break apart more and more as they got closer and closer to the surface. The pilot mech opened his optics and pulled another lever and the pod dove at a slant as they sour through the new world's sky.
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The large mech sat on his throne with his legs spread out and his digits intertwined. He looked at the screen before him. White stone hills at first and beyond them is the blue planet before them. He groaned to himself in thought.
The silent mech gently tapped the large mech on his shoulderplate, a bit timid to interrupt his thoughts. He quickly pieced together some voiceclips so he wouldn't have to talk. "Shockwave- requires your presence in-his laboratory-bay."
The large mech got up from his throne and made his way down a couple of corridors to the laboratory-bay.
The other large mech was busy trying to put all his tools back where they were, his violet and black color scheme glinting slightly. His singular optic glanced around, double checking his experiments to make sure they were in the correct spot.
"My insidious genius, Shockwave. What is it that you've called me for?" The large mech asked.
"You seem to have crashed, which is illogical beyond measure. Unless that pod had two aerocrafts, at the least, which is plausible." The other mech's monotonous voice rung out as he turned to face the other.
"If I needed the obvious stated to me, I would've had someone run a status report. Yes two measly aerocrafts have gotten us grounded." The large mech admited.
"And where in deep space are we? I do not recognize much of what is around." The other mech grunted as he walked over, his footsteps thumping loudly. "It would be illogical if this area was not on our star maps."
"The thing it's, it is on our star maps. Yet, I don't recall us ever visiting a 'solar' system before." The large mech said as he looked at Shockwave.
The other mech let out a bit of a grunt, breaking his monotone usual self before turning and returning to his console. He began to type coordinates in, "We're in the gamma quadrant of the fly-capable scouting module, most Cybertronians know this as the Milky Way. Strange designation."
"No doubt a name given by whatever sentience lives here." The large mech concluded as he folded his arms.
"Indeed. We should scout out the nearest planets for life, after retrieving the Allspark. If the pod survived, and the bots inside it did, they're mine for experiments." The other mech turned back to face the other with a nod.
The large mech nodded, "Of course. And by the looks of the planets and moons of this solar system, they'll be a great start to our conquest of the galaxy. A fine start indeed."
"Highly logical, Megatron." The other mech motioned for him to walk back towards the bridge with a servo, "You best check on your troops, especially your insubordinate second in command."
"Quite right...But with us being as close as we are, I can't let anything hinder us...Not even the likes of Starscream..." The large mech turned away and exited the laboratory.
The other mech followed after him, optic narrowing as he eyed the troops that scrambled past the two huge mechs. The silent mech continued to work in the bridge, the medic in his own bay to work. The silver mech was watching over the silent mech's shoulder, unsuspecting that Shockwave would be coming.
"Troops! All optics on me!" The large mech all aboard the Nemesis, known as Megatron, commanded.
The other mech clasped his arms behind his back, looking to the large mech. The silver mech seemed a bit startled before he quickly turned to face the other, the silent mech looking at Megatron as well.
"As you all know, we are suffering minor setbacks, but sure enough. This, here, is the final frontier for us. Many stellar cycles have past since the start of this war and now it will come to its indefinite close. There!" Megatron pointed to the blue planet behind them. "Is where the Allspark rests now. And soon, it will call in fragments of our broken world to it. This will be not only a new start for Cybertron, but for Decepticon kind as whole!" He declared as he raised his servos half-way about his helm.
The troops nodded in response, a soft and nearly silent scoff coming from the silver mech. The other large mech looked towards him, making him recoil and shift to hide behind the silent mech. He turned his head back to looking at the large mech.
"This planet holds life of some sort. We don't know what, but it won't matter as we will desyroy any and everything in our wake! This is the one task left for us, my Decepticons. To find the Allspark and mold the future in our image!" Megatron pronounced.
Shockwave nodded his agreement, noticing Starscream recoil further behind Soundwave. Soundwave nodded, before turning back to his console and getting to type onto it. It was already getting to work, as was his purpose.
Megatron turned away from his troops and looked to Shockwave. "How long will it take for the main boosters to be operational gain?"
"I have yet to assess the damage, it is between a solar cycle and several solar cycles. If the main boosters are too damaged, it would take much too long to repair them." Shockwave looked away with narrowed optics towards Starscream. Starscream stared at the larger mech before Shockwave turned to assess the damage.
Megatron looked back to the Earth and stroked his chin with his sharp claws. "What a beautiful world to begin our conquest..." He said to himself, observing and admiring it.
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It was what felt like a millennia when the femme woke up again, optics powering online and opening. However, she wasn't greeted with the sight of her team. It was a strange land, large trees surrounding her and covering most of the land. She went to push herself to stand, only to find she couldn't move. Her optics quickly scanned the area, finding a Cybertronian life signature getting closer.
"Good... you're awake." A gruff, monotonous feminine voice erupted from the Cybertronian once they got into sight, their singular ruby-colored optic staring at the femme they had held in place. Moving her cannon from her hip, she tilted the femme's head up to look at her. "You'll do me good, maybe even surprise Megatron with a gift once he lands on this wretched planet."
"Who are you?" The lithe femme snarled, earning a bit of a laugh from the other. The other squatted down, placing her cannon right above the femme's spark chamber.
"Me? My dear, I'm Genesis. The beginning of your worst nightmare." The larger femme smirked before standing, lowering her cannon back to her side.
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The other mechs were still stationed in the crashed pod. They had left a trail of scorched and broken trees with a burnt dune trail stretched behind them. The pod, itself, was tattered and burnt as well, with wires and scraps falling apart from it. The mechs in the pod were still unconscious. Until the pilot mech, who's still in the pilot seat hunched over the controls, tiredly opens an optic. It took him a moment for the disorientation to go away before he began to arise from the pilot seat and turned to look at the other unconscious mechs ."Fellow Cybertronians...Are you all still operational..?"
A groan came from the medic, his helm shaking as he slowly came back online from the crash. He opened his optics, squinting them a bit. "A simple crash doesn't knock me offline..." He grunted as he shifted to sit up further. One of the younger mechs let out a bit of a terse beep as he slowly awoke, shifting up to sit up.
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A hand was laid on a broken tree, a soft frown coming from the female as she continued forward. It was foggy, but she had been following this trail ever since she had found it. Continuing down the dune trail, she flicked on her flashlight to be able to see better in the moisture-cloud.
The pilot mech could see the light in the fog. He went to help the medic up first, before slowly exiting the pod and drawing closer through the light. "Hello?..." The pilot mech asked.
The medic got up before noticing the pilot leave the pod, following after him after helping the other awakened mech stand up. The two of them followed after the other, since they weren't sure what they were getting into.
The female jumped slightly at a Hello coming from apparently nowhere, dropping her flashlight in fear. She shook her head, "I'm just hearing things..." She picked up her flashlight and continued down the path.
"Is someone there?... One of us?" The large mech continued through the fog whilst stepping over broken tree trunks.
The female jumped again and practically threw the flashlight in fear, it clinking against a few broken logs. Her eyes widened and she quickly scrambled towards her flashlight, unsure how to respond. "One of us? Surely you have to be kidding me." The human thought to herself as she quickly snatched up her flashlight once she arrived over at it.
She can hear and feel stomping coming her in general direction. The small lights from their optics were coming into view amidst the fog.
She watched curiously, raising an eyebrow at the lights coming towards her. The human flicked on her flashlight, getting out from her hiding. Despite her need to fight or flight, her curiosity was getting the better of her.
As they near the flashlight, they notice it's more on ground level. "One of the lights from the ship maybe?" The pilot asked his fellow mechs behind him.
The medic shrugged his shoulders, "It wouldn't stay online without a power source. If it's separated from the ship, it should be offline." He explained as he glanced towards the flashlight.
"Excuse me! I'm from no ship that's for sure!" The human yelled, flicking her flashlight to hopefully keep their attention.
The pilot mech stopped. "Now that's odd. It sounds feminine but it doesn't sound Cybertronian in origin. It must be one of the inhabitant this unknown planet." The pilot mech concluded.
The medic noticed the flashlight flashing a bit and raised an optic ridge, "It must be. Perhaps the inhabitant can figure out where the Allspark landed with its maps." The medic added on.
The human crossed her arms, turning off her flashlight. Hopefully she could figure out some sort of communication to make this effectively easier.
The mechs finally come close to the the female girl and are able to look down to see her. They revealed themselves to her as humanoid giants of intricate and complex systems of intertwined metals and cables. "Ah, you must be the inhabitant. Am I correct?" The pilot mech asked.
"You are correct..." Her voice trailed off as she stared at the large mechs, being quite small compared to them. The human blinked her eyes and rubbed them a bit to see if she was seeing this correctly.
The pilot mech knelt down on one knee, "Tell me, who are you? What are you? And where are we?" He asked as he took a quick glance around the forest.
"I am Kasey Dejacko, and I'm a human. You're all on Earth, near a slumbering volcano. We're in Washington." The human tilted her head a bit as she flicked back on her flashlight. "Who and what are you?"
"Our names? ...We'll have to discuss them together as we are what's left as far as I know." The pilot mech stood up. "We are Cybertronians, inhabitants of the planet Cybertron."
"Never heard of Cybertron." The human admitted before she backed up onto a fallen log. She climbed onto it and sat down on it, "You seem high tech, why are you guys here?"
"The very lifesource of our planet, the Allspark, has ventured through the stars and has finally made its destination here. Where? We do not know...As we were just about to enter your planet's atmosphere, our pod was damaged and we were thrown off course..." The pilot mech said, in a mildly low tone.
The human was about to say before a yell of pain echoed out in the woods. She quickly scrambled to stand, staring towards where the yell came from. "I'm assuming one of you guys because our yells can't echo that loudly?"
The pilot looked into the woods "Must be. I had noticed we were one short. Quickly you two!" He said urgently to the other two mechs as he began to jog through the woods towards the source of the yell.
The youngest of the three mechs quickly snatched up the human, the medic running after the pilot. The younger mech kept a good hold on the human to not drop her, optics wide. What could cause pain that was that large on this planet?
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The large femme practically threw the smaller one into a set of trees, making her yell out again. The larger femme glared down at the smaller, "Tell me where it is and your death will be swift."
"I'm telling you! I don't know!" The smaller femme snarled before the larger grabbed her again, lifting her into the air with a single servo.
The other mechs come through and see the two femmes, one holding the other in midair. "Stop! Don't go any further! We aren't in search of any altercation." The pilot mech reasoned.
The large femme turned her single optic towards the mech and threw down the smaller back to where she had lifted her up from. "Yet you remain online. Which is illogical from how bad that crash site of yours was wrecked." She grunted, her cannon thrumming with power.
The human stared from the youngest mech's hand, terrified of the large robotic organisms. She ducked her head into the shadows so she wouldn't be seen.
"I had our pod enter at an angle. That way it wouldn't just be us a straight and absolute crash. And I don't remember you being on the pod with us..." The mech stated with a bit of confusion.
"Because I wasn't." The larger femme chuckled, before she lifted up the smaller femme again. Her attention shifted to the smaller femme she had a grasp on, "I simply came here of my orders. From my commander." Her claw-like fingers kept a tight grip as she glanced back to the mechs.
The medic narrowed his optics, "I don't think she's one of us... No one would be that aggressive." That made the femme smirk before tossing the smaller one at them.
"Since she didn't answer me, maybe you will!" The larger femme snarled.
The pilot mech caught the smaller femme and looked at her damage. Then he looked to the other femme, "Answer what?"
"Where is the Allspark?" The other femme growled, narrowing her optics in anger. The youngest mech set the human on his shoulder before glaring back at the other femme.
The smaller femme let out a bit of a growl, "She isn't listening... We lost track of it, fragger!" She snapped, earning a snarl from the larger femme.
"She is right...We had lost track of it during entry. We do not know where the Allspark is." The mech confirmed.
The larger femme let out a growl before she glared down at the smaller femme. Without another word, she quickly left the area, to unknown destinations. Her form swiftly disappeared amongst the trees, gone, for now.
The smaller femme had minor damage, nothing too major. She sighed and shook her head, "She said her designation was Genesis. I don't remember anyone on Cybertron being called that." She grunted as she slowly made her way to stand.
"And I don't remember anyone else having a singular optic. Outside of...Him...Hmmm...Let's return to the pod." The mech sighed as he lead the way back to the pod while carrying the femme.
"Have you made contact with anyone from this planet?" The femme asked as she glanced up at the mech, "Perhaps they know the location of the Allspark. Would give us a lead."
The medic and younger mech followed suit, the human hiding with the younger mech. Hopefully she would get answers, better answers than ones she had received.
"Only a small inhabitant called a 'human'. She does not know where much less what the Allspark is." They make it to the burnt trail they left behind and from there, they all began to follow it back to the pod.
The tall mech slowly began to gain consciousness. He shifted his gears around some, adjusting to the discomfort. He easily saw the rest of the survivors coming back. He got to his pedes and passed his fellow mech, who is still unconscious. "I have to say. You did a swell job saving our lives. I was certain we were doo-." The tall mech stopped mid-sentence as he saw the femme, "What happened to you?"
The femme grinned, "Would you believe me if I said I got dragged several clicks east?" She was just trying to make light of the moment before wincing. "Perhaps the human would be able to explain this planet to us, at the least. Where are we anyways?" She asked the mech that was carrying her.
Kasey grunted as she sat on the younger mech's shoulder, she wanted to speak but decided it was best to wait. After all, these guys crash landed. Maybe they needed time to rejuvenate.
The mech sat the femme down in the pod then glanced to the medic. "Medic. Can you repair her?"
The medic nodded, "Should be simple enough, I can repair her within a few nanoclicks." The medic moved past the mechs to the femme, getting to work on repairing the minor damages.
The mech looked to the still unconscious mech. "Wake him up." He ordered.
The younger mech quickly moved past the medic and the femme, going over to the unconscious mech. He shook him a bit to wake him up, since it was easiest to do. The human sat on the younger mech's shoulder, looking around.
The unconscious mech mumbled something before waking up startled. He flung his arms around, accidentally smacking the younger mech. "Come get some, Decepti-scum!"
The younger mech stumbled back with wide optics, before glancing at the other survivors. The human shifted on the younger mech's shoulder, the younger mech taking her off his shoulder and holding her in his hand.
The, now awake, mech paused and looked around at the other survivors. "What're you losers looking at?"
"About time you woke up." The femme grunted before wincing when the medic finished. He gave her a soft glare before getting up, looking towards the formerly unconscious mech.
"Seems we're all awake now." The medic grumbled, crossing his arms.
The, now awake, mech looked at Kasey for a moment. He got up and took a closer look to the point where his face would be considered a bit too close for comfort. "What on ..Cybertron.." He removed himself from Kasey's personal space and looked out of the pod exit. "...We aren't on Cybertron, are we?" Before anyone could answer him, he ran outside into the woods and looked around nervously. "What the-. What is this?! What the-!" He ran back into the pod and is basically in everyone's face, pointing outside in disbelief. He then turned his sight to the pilot mech. "You!" He walked up to the pilot mech, only to show that he is slightly taller than him by a few feet. "What is this?! Where are we?!"
"That is what I need to tell you all...But first priorities, we must be acquainted with one another before we try to assess the situation. So let's form together, so that we may share and remember the points that have lead us here to this world." The pilot mech spoke slowly, calmly, and quite collectively.
The femme pushed herself into a standing position, leaning on the medic. "Figure out what we remember before we crashed? All I got in my processor is the dented metal that larger femme had." She grunted before she noticed Kasey as well.
Kasey had shrunk back from the other mech and even more so when the femme looked at her. She hid in the youngest mech's hand, the younger mech making a bit of a confused expression.
"Not just before the crash...But before the war..." the mech spoke in a somber tone.
The femme winced at the mention of the war and looked away from the others. She crossed her arms, optics narrowed. What could they piece together? Would it even be enough?
Kasey stared at the mention of war. "Great. Crash landed and in a war." She sighed mentally and came out from her hiding place, the younger mech tilting his helm.
"What for? So we can cry about it and complain about the hopelessness of our existence?" The other mech snickered in a sarcastic tone.
"I say this...Because we may be the only ones who've made it off the planet intact...And with the Allspark dislocated from its rightful place as our planets center, then that already labels an end to an age. And hopefully the start of a new one. We must not forget who we are, for from this point on, we must castaway our original functions. And fight for the renewal of Cybertron." The mech stated.
"Also to help the inhabitant of this planet understand our existence. She surely seems confused." The medic added on as he glanced at Kasey. "Much like we have to understand hers, but that will come in time."
The femme looked forward, "We best start figuring out places we remember then. So we can piece together some sort of timeline of events."
"Not of home. Not yet. But our own. I'll begin. I am Orion Pax and you will know the truth of who I am."
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"I was a diplomat and data clerk during the beginning stages of the Cybertron Civil War. I was being trained in the ways of diplomacy by the 12th Prime himself and King of Cybertron, Alpha Trion. Before the actual war had begun, Several other diplomats and I tried negotiation with the newly formed Decepticon faction. We spoke of a truce, but they would expect nothing less than complete control of Cybertron. They would not budge in their demands and neither would we. When we negotiated all that we could, the Decepticons took action and began an all-out war on the entire planet...From that day forward, while our king led the armies of Cybertron against these deceptive warmongers, I would relay information to its many troops. From giving locations of respice, during and after battles, the enemies numerous whereabouts, new weapon types. I was their basic messenger for many things. Then there was the day...The day Cybertron fell...The many stellar cycles of conflict have torn our world apart...Normally, the Allspark would rebuild it, but more was being destroyed faster than it could be fixed. Alpha Trion put in the order to have it launched into the deep reaches of space, not only to keep it out of enemy hands but to to form a new home. To him, you couldn't wage a war on a planet that no longer was...He also fell that day before my very eyes at the hands of Megatron. Just before he was slain however...He had entrusted me with the legendary spark of the Primes: The Matrix of Leadership. Once, I saw him fall I took it upon myself to escape and give chace to the Allspark as there was no way to keep track of where it would land. I took the whatever pod that was left and blasted off with whoever came with me..."
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There's a moment of silence for a moment until it's broken by the mad mech, "So wait...Y-you...Have...The Matrix of Leadership? The spark passed down by the chosen leaders of Cybertron?"
"Indeed." The mech confirmed, "I've stored it away in a small compartment up front with me. It is still intact. Now which one will tell their tale next?" The mech asked as he glanced around amongst his fellow survivors.
"I will." The femme spoke as she shifted forward, "I am Shadowblitz..."
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"Before the war, many knew me as Shadowspark, because of the many abilities I could harness easily. But... when the beginning stages of the war started, I changed my designation to remain hidden from the faction I was supposed to be fighting for. I was out in the field often, a former medic as well as scientist. Made for ease, let alone controlling something that can break even the mightiest of warriors... A good companion trained me, I doubt many would even recall him. Blackout, as was his name, fell during the middle stages of the war, and I was left to guard whatever I could in the databanks he stored.. Upon Alpha Trion's fall, I rushed to where I first met Orion Pax, wounded from several shots of the opposing faction..."
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"I can't remember much past that... my processor is still trying to catch up due to the deep space travel and crash landing..." She huffed as she shook her head, glancing around.
"That's fine. I'll go next. My name is Grandcloud and you will know the truth of who I am." The other larger mech spoke.
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"Before the war, I was serving as a law enforcer in the golden capital of our fair Cybertron, Iacon. Many political rallies, made by the Decepticons, came about into the capital and became swarmed with propaganda to join them in their want for galactic conquest. We didn't think too much of it, just the raving of barbarians, but that underestimation proved to be our down-fall. When the war finally came to, I, as well as the many forces of Cybertron, fought the many hordes of the Decepticons. Though, I and the enforcers were stationed of defensive within the city while the rest of Cybertron's armies fought to keep them out. If the Decepticons took the city, they would've won...Which they did...Not only did they breach the city of Iacon, but my fellow enforcers fell and the king...Was killed...The Decepticons had won...With me being the only enforcer and the planet breaking apart, I sought to preserve myself in hopes that there could be a new beginning for me elsewhere in the galaxy. Unbeknownst to me, my beginning starts here with my fellow survivors."
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The medic leaned forward with a grunt, shaking his helm a bit."I will go next. I am Ratchet, and you will know the truth of who I was."
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"I was just another physician on Cybertron, traveling between towns and cities to keep things focused. When the war broke out, however, I kept within Iacon to keep out of danger. I was one of the top in my field, nearing chief medical officer when soldiers and civilians began to come in with injuries, needing to be repaired. As far as I know, I was the only one left when Alpha Trion fell, and I chased after the only thing I knew could save the splitting planet. Meeting Orion Pax, I left there with the group. And now, a new beginning starts here with the survivors."
—
Everything goes silent for a moment. The mech closest to Orion looked around. "My turn?" He asked.
"I suppose so." Orion confirmed to the shorter mech.
"Ok,ok Ummm." The mech clasped his servos together to prepare himself to tell his tale, "The name is Straightedge and this here is my life story."
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"Before everything went to scrap, I was made with...Three? I wanna say three. Three siblings. My two older brothers were Shatterbeam and Scatterblast. I had a twin brother named Axelrod. Good old Axel. Oh! I also had a sister! Ok, so that makes four. Her name waaaaaaasssss Stingbuster, yes! We all served our time in the war to fight those dreadful fraggers we all know as the Decepticons. Sadly enough due to some processor errors, they saw me far too "unruly" to keep in their ranks, so they had to let me go. There was a battle going on at Nova Cronum, the epicenter for data and knowledge. One day when I was walkin', getting drunk and the Decepticons conged that point and went to gather whatever intel they needed. I escaped with several civilians from the conflict, well more or less carried away by the swarms of bystanders trying to flee the scene. I ended up getting trampled badly, which messed me up. Then the planet was breaking apart and I fell a few levels. So that messed me up even more. Then when I was still active, I crawled my way back to surface level and made it to a pod, though at that time was sure certain wasn't getting of the planet, so I resigned myself to fate. And I sure didn't see any of y'all on the ship. Either that or I just didn't care. Either way, blacked out for a second. Open my eyes and we're here on E-Arth."
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"Earth." Kasey corrected as she sat on the younger mech's hand, "It's Earth, not E-arth." She added on.
The younger mech let out a few beeps of confusion, it obviously meaning he couldn't speak. Hopefully someone would be able to translate, no one could really understand outside of a Cybertronian.
Straightedge looked at everyone else around him. "Sooooo, I'm not the only one who just heard just beeps or boops from this mech, right?" He asked.
"Something must be wrong with his voice-box." Orion concluded.
"Ok, so I wasn't the only one." Straightedge sounded relieved as he spoke.
"It's Cybertronian morse code. Rarely used but luckily, at least I can understand some of it." Shadowblitz sighed as she shook her head, the femme straightening up.
"You can understand it?" Ratchet inquired as he glanced to the femme, who simply shrugged her shoulders.
"You try living with a mad mech who only communicates in it or with a datapad, you'll pick it up." Shadowblitz chuckled before glancing at the younger mech. The younger mech let out some beeps and whirls, tilting his head a bit. "His name is Bumblebee, a scout and messenger from the beginning of the war. He's probably the youngest of us, made before the loss of the Allspark." The femme translated, Kasey tilting her head curiously.
"I see. Now that we've introduced ourselves, we best start working together as a unit. Our main objective is the locate the Allspark whilst preparing for the Decepticon Battle Fleet." Orion ordered.
Shadowblitz sighed a bit, "Preparation best come with this climate, I'm enough with this strange moisture in the climate." She grumbled as she glanced out of the pod. Ratchet rolled his optics but nodded in agreement. Bumblebee let out a few more whirls, before motioning to Kasey in his hand. "Bee is wondering what about the native." Shadowblitz added on quickly.
Orion looked to Kasey, "Is there any questions about what you have heard from us?" He asked as he took a few steps towards her.
Kasey shrugged her shoulders, "Curious what the Matrix of Leadership is, but I have no need to truly know." She uncrossed her arms and stood up in Bumblebee's hand, "Just let me know if there is any way I can assist, despite my natural need to run away." She gave a sheepish grin before shrugging her shoulders again and crossing her arms once more. Bumblebee let out a few whirs and rolled his optics.
"Then let us adjust our new surroundings. Can you guide us, Kasey?" Orion asked.
"Yeah, I'll just have to follow the trail back." Kasey nodded before she glanced at the others, Shadowblitz smirking a bit. Bumblebee lead the way out of the pod, since he was the one carrying Kasey. Ratchet shook his head and followed after the young scout, looking around.
Shadowblitz motioned for the other three mechs to lead, "I'll take the rear, just incase if Genesis shows up again."
"I'm still wondering how she managed to get here when the rest of the Decepticon faction is still on that stone." Orion wondered aloud as he passed Shadowblitz.
"Who's Genesis?" Grandcloud inquired as he trekked close behind Orion.
"It sounds more like a operation or a phase" Straightedge remarked with his hands resting on top of his helm.
Shadowblitz followed after them, "She's the one who caused all the damage to my form. Why I came back wounded and carried by Orion." The femme grunted after she followed after the mechs, crossing her arms. "She could have been sent forward in a pod of some sort, either that or she was working on the ship's exterior and was flung towards the planet."
Ratchet glanced back, "Neither of those ideas seem easily done. Unless... she was originally sent here far ahead of the ship." The medic grumbled as he looked away, following Bumblebee and Kasey. The young mech leaped over the fallen tree trunks, keeping ahold of the human. Kasey seemed a bit unphased as Bumblebee followed the path.
"That sort of frame is highly dangerous...To be able to come through a planet's atmosphere without damage is a testament to the lethality of this femme." Orion stated as he stepped over some trees.
"Please, Orion. You're speaking as if build equates to power. I'll tell ya', if you ain't competent, then you oughta forget fighting all together." Straightedge stated as he kicked some of the trees out the way, "Also,what are these things on the ground?"
"We only saw part of her, not the entirety. She may have unseen damage." Ratchet sighed and shook his head, "Sometimes build does equate to power, Straightedge. Such was with the single-optic mech." He reminded as he walked forward.
"They're called trees, Straightedge. They provide my people with the air to breath." Kasey explained before she looked around. Surely the path would easily go to where she left her vehicle, but what to do about the sentient robotic beings? They couldn't be seen in the open.
"So what were you doing out here, Kasey?" Grandcloud asked.
"I was driving home from my work, when I saw the scorch marks and broken trees. Curiosity got the best of me." Kasey glanced back at Grandcloud before Bumblebee lifted her up to look at the other mech. She plopped down onto the scout's shoulder as Bumblebee continued to follow the scorched trail. "Why are you asking?" She tilted her head.
"The area seemed so isolated when we awoke. We didn't expect we would be found so soon." Grandcloud stated.
"At least it was just me that found you. If it was someone else, there could've been worse scenarios." Kasey shrugged, "I don't live far from here, I don't think.. I'll have to see where I'm at again once I get to my vehicle."
"Vehicle?" Ratchet seemed curious, raising an optic ridge curiously.
"A peculiar name. What is this 'vehicle' you hold possession of?" Orion asked out of curiosity.
"Uh... It's how I get around besides walking. Able to drive to where I need to get to in less time." Kasey shrugged before Bumblebee let out a few whirls. She turned around and hopped onto the young scout's hand, being set on the ground once they arrived at the end of the trail.
"Where do we go from here?" Grandcloud asked as he continued to look around the slightly foggy forest.
Kasey continued to lead the way, through the last bit of trees before she groaned a bit. "I think the one we saw earlier was here..." Her car was crushed, easily.
Bumblebee shook his head, letting out a beep and a whirl. Shadowblitz waved off his response, looking around for the other femme.
"Soooo...You lost your vehicle? So you gotta walk to where you need to be?" Straightedge asked.
"Precisely." Kasey sighed before Bumblebee lifted her up again, gently this time. The younger mech turned to face the others with a shrug.
"I can fly you where you need to go." Grandcloud suggested, "Just tell me where to."
"And leave your friends?" Kasey chuckled, "Not a chance, we don't need that other one showing up again."
"Then let us begin our trek. Which direction, Kasey?" Orion asked.
Kasey pointed a way, "That way. Though try to stay out of sight. We don't need anyone noticing you."
"Why? Can your species not handle our epic existence?" Straightedge joked as they begin trekking their given direction.
"Well... it's either that or experimentation from my government." Kasey had a serious tone as Bumblebee took the lead. Shadowblitz had shifted to where she stood beside Orion, nervous of course.
Orion let her words sink in, "Does that answer your question, Straightedge?"
Straightedge shifted his dermas around and put on a nervous smile, "Well, what's the worse they could do, am I right?"
Kasey glanced back at Straightedge, "They can make my people vanish without a trace never to be found." She sighed before she looked away. Bumblebee looked back at Orion, a bit nervous.
"Anything else you want to ask, Straightedge?" Orion asked, albeit slightly agitated.
Straightedge, at this point, is quite nervous himself. "No-no. I think...I think I'm good..."
Orion releases a sigh from his enstrils as they continue their walk, "Then tell us, Kasey. What must we do to keep from discovered?"
Bumblebee looked forward, continuing to walk quietly. "Find some way to disguise yourselves. You-" Kasey paused and pointed at Grandcloud, "You said you could fly me to where I needed to go. Can you transform into something?"
"Yes. I am an aerocraft." Grandcloud confirmed.
"Simple. You hide among my people as vehicles." Kasey grinned, "I have a large amount of space at my place so you can stay there instead of constantly finding places to hide."
"Oh thank Primus, we're saved!" Straightedge exclaimed with joy. He then looked back at his fellow survivors and see they're all giving him confused looks. "Oh...D-don't mind me, I'm just...Just relieved is all..." He rubbed the back of his helm, a bit embarrassed.
Shadowblitz shook her helm, "Let's just continue forward." Kasey motioned for Bumblebee to turn down a side road, mostly a dirt path. Ratchet grumbled a bit at his exclamation, shaking his head.
It wasn't that long until they reached their destination, Bumblebee setting Kasey down. Kasey motioned around them, many cars lined up around the house. "Take your pick, as for aerial vehicles, I do not have one." She admitted before looking back at them. Her house was situated on a small hill, a large warehouse-like building behind it.
"Awwwww yeaaah!" Straightedge marveled at her collection of cars, optics wide in eagerness. "You've got quite the taste, human." He complimented.
"My father was a mechanic, so I learnt and I usually use parts from these to build or repair." Kasey grinned a bit before shrugging. Shadowblitz meandered her way off, Bumblebee trailing off after her.
"Do you think we've found an ally with her?" Ratchet asked Orion as Kasey scrambled after the femme and younger mech.
"I do not know. She hasn't proved to be deceitful as of yet. Besides, her offer of aid of shelter and disguise will prove useful to us in adapting to this planet. So I say for now, she is our ally." Orion concluded as he watched his fellow survivors look at the cars.
"I might need to fly around and myself a suitable disguise. There should be some... if they have vehicles that resemble our alt-modes back on Cybertron." Grandcloud stated to Orion.
"That'll be dangerous if they notice your difference from their own vehicles. Do so in caution." Orion warned carefully.
"I will," assured Grandcloud, "I won't depart just yet though. Not until some of us find suitable disguises here."
"I got this blue one!" Straightedge announced, pointing down at a blue sports car. He scanned the car and began to transform and change color from metallic gray to slick deep blue. His transformation is complete and is now identical to the blue sports car, "Heheh. Best thing that's happened all day." He revved up the engine.
Shadowblitz easily found a silver and blue motorcycle, scanning it easily. She transformed, the deep grey changing to silver and blue. She sat identical to the motorcycle, "Two down."
"I got this one!" Bumblebee beeped and found a black and yellow sports car. Doing similar to the two before him, he scanned it and his paint shifted as he transformed.
Kasey smiled before looking back at the others, "Look around. Keep yourselves within my property boundaries. Grandcloud, if you can find your way north, I think there's a rarely used airstrip with aerial craft."
"Thank you, Kasey. Then with three of our companions in disguise, its best I go to find myself one. Hopefully, I won't be long." Grandcloud turned to leave.
"Take care of yourself, Grandcloud." Orion spoke before Grandcloud boosted himself in midair. The mech swiftly transformed into his alt-mode, then blasting off northward.
"Orion Pax, Ratchet. Find yourself disguised." Kasey perked up, making her way back over to where she left them. Shadowblitz transformed and walked back over, fixing a tire on her heel. Ratchet began look around, shaking his head a bit. He hoped this would easier than it seemed.
Orion noticed Ratchet's dilemma, then looked back to Kasey. "I don't intend to offend. Your collection, though quite unique, they won't suffice for biggers mechs like Ratchet and I. If you don't have anything bigger, then we too might have to venture off in search of something more suitable."
"Hm... I might. I'll have to check my storage." Kasey made her way towards the large building in the back. "Venturing out is more dangerous." She shrugged before she pushed open one of the doors to go look inside.
Orion peeked inside himself, his optic illuminating the darkness only briefly.
There was larger vehicles, ranging from a semi to a military hummer. Kasey glanced around before finding the light switch, flicking it on to better show the vehicles inside.
Orion walked into her garage and examines her extended collection, clearly impressed by the sheer amount of vehicles. "Ratchet! In here!" He called.
Ratchet glanced up before curiously followed the sound of Orion's voice, walking into the garage. "Interesting... you seem like a collector." He remarked to Kasey.
Kasey shrugged before sitting on the hood of a vehicle covered with a tarp. "Some of these aren't completely my doing with repairs."
Orion's optics eyed the extended collection, more specifically the semi's. He saw one with a red, white, and blue color scheme. He walked over to it while keeping from hitting anything.
Ratchet began to eye the collection, heading over to a small set of what seemed to be medical vehicles. He eyed one with white and orange paint, noticing the crosses on its sides.
Kasey looked back outside, Shadowblitz and Bumblebee conversating easily in the jumbled Cybertronian Morse Code. She chuckled a bit and leaned back against the hood, shaking her head.
Straightedge was driving back and forth in his new alt-mode, disrupting their conversation from time to time. Orion knelt down next to the semi and scanned it. Orion began to transform into his alt-mode as he began to adopt the shape and colors of the semi. Orion's transformation is complete and he looked identical to the semi.
Ratchet scanned the ambulance with ease after several moments of debating. He transformed, sitting next to the opposing medical response vehicle. His colors shift after a moment of transformation.
"Now, all we need to keep an eye out for is Grandcloud." Kasey hopped off the covered vehicle, heading out of the extended collection.
Orion reverted back to his base mode and exited the garage with Kasey. "We can't thank you enough for your aid, Kasey. We are indebted to you." He gave a small bow of respect to her.
"No such thing, Orion. My race is compassionate, the least I could do is assist." Kasey glanced up at him and simply shrugged her shoulders, leaving the garage with him. Ratchet followed suit, reverting back to his bipedal mode.
Shadowblitz shook her helm a bit as she sat with Bumblebee, "Are you enjoying yourself Straightedge?" She chuckled, crossing her arms.
Straightedge reverted to his bideal mode and walked over towards his two fellow survivors. "I'm feel like the most alive Cybertronian and the fraggin' galaxy! HAHAHAHAAA! What about you guys?"
"I feel like you just broke my audio receptors." Shadowblitz grunted before she rubbed one of her tires that was set in her heel, shaking her head. "Feels weird bein' on a planet with life on it."
"Kasey isn't that bad though. She offered us shelter and disguises so we can find the Allspark." Bumblebee beeped and whirled, before Shadowblitz waved off his reply.
"We barely know her, who knows if she'll deceive us." The femme's voice went quiet when she noticed Orion returning out of the extended collection.
"Now that we have our disguises, we must take extra precaution to keep from being discovered by the rest of the humans. Our next objective is to take apart whatever is left of our pod and mold its parts to arm and defend ourselves. The Decepticons will be stuck on that moon for only so long. We must prepare to face them and whatever threat comes our way if we are to locate the Allspark." Orion said with firm urgency.
"Is there anything more I can do to help?" Kasey asked as she hopped onto a car to be able to be seen better. After all, the fog was only now beginning to diminish.
Shadowblitz looked up and nodded, "Especially with who Orion and I dealt with. She will make a come back one way or another." She got up from her sitting position, glancing around. Bumblebee nodded as well, eager to get going.
"You've helped quite the big deal today, Kasey. Already doing this might put you in opposition with your kind. Is this truly what you want?" He asked with genuine concern and clarity.
"It would give me a purpose and a need to do something. Otherwise I'm just stuck repairing vehicles." She nodded firmly, "Besides, it's my duty to make sure you lot aren't seen."
Orion gave a small nod to her answer. He turned away and looked away towards the sun, its rays coming through the trees. It's increasing warmth can be felt on his metal "As this star rises to give light to this race, we too will do the same for ours." He promised to himself, "My fellow survivors. With me." With that, Orion transformed into his alt-mode and began to drive the way back where they came.