Gale's optics onlined and he groaned in pain. His CPU ached and he slowly began to rise onto his servo's and knees as he- Gale froze his helm whipping around in search of someone... someone... he froze as his optics landed on a silver form laying before him. Silver metallic ears pricked up in a natural motion a tail lying limply on the ground. Slowly Gale made his way to the mech in front of him, fear forming a tingle down his spinal strut. He wasn't dead...if he was dead then Gale himself would be dead...and seeing as he himself was still alive he didn't see that as a possibility. When Gale opened his mouth to speak, static came from his voice and it took several times of restarting his vocalizer before he actually was able to communicate. "Ryder?" His voice was laced with static. Gale had trouble telling if it was from dirt and grit in his vocal unit, or if it was damaged. Either way, it hurt and was uncomfortable.
Ryder slowly felt his optics online, his body weak and tired feeling as his eyes landed on his brother who hovered over him. His silver tail slowly wagged in reassurance but it was only half-fast. "Gale? Where-?"
Gale felt his ears flatten against his helm. "Unknown, but were ever it is...it isn't Cybertron! Gale said his optics roaming around the dry, red, dessert floor.
"Hello? Who's over there?" A blue and green femme was trapped in a cage. She looked helpless.
"Welcome to the show, kiddies. I'm sure you all like the new additions to your frames." A sadistic voice echoed from the shadows.
"What do you want from us?" The femme screamed.
"Oh, you'll find out soon enough."
Gale looked at the silver Cyber Hound. "Can you transform? Maybe if we can hunt down some raw energon we can at least gain some strength back." Gale suggested. The silver mech groaned and the sound of transformation sequences taking place filled the desert air.
before Gale stood a large wolf like metal beast, large sharp talon like claws dug deep into the dirt and sharp blade like fangs barely protruded from the upper lip muzzle. *a cyber-hound would be about waist high on a full grown mech* Gale nodded at his twin with a fond smile.
Ryder took a deep intake with his vents. ~Brother, I smell energon but it is much too far for us to cover all the ground in our weakened state... the likability that we'll make it is only 21.67%~
Gale nodded as his brothers voice came through their bond. "We must try; if we hope to survive we must try." Gale said gently rubbing his brother's head between the two large ears the metal running warmer than normal. The ears flattened to the side as his brother frowned but nodded in agreement.
Slowly Gale shifted and he howled in pain as he felt cables in his back leg pop and pull taunt. Ryder turned to his brother in fear his muzzle nudging at Gale's shoulder cuff. ~Gale!? Brother what's….-~
~-It is just a nasty kink brother, do not fret. ~ Gale quickly reassured his fretting twin. Ryder eyed his brother warily before saddling up to his brothers side allowing his dominant twin to lean onto his shoulder. Slowly the two brothers began their journey in search of survival.
The femme revved her engine loud enough to get their attention. "Dudes, get me out of here!" Fasttrack yelled at them. She was almost surprised to see them stop.
"You two better not be cons, when my dad finds out I'm here, this place is going up in smoke."
Ryder went to ask his brother if he was certain he should continue his trek when he froze. The wind carried a scent he hadn't noticed before, just then a female voice demanded their attention. Slowly Ryder turned to an out crop of rocks to see a femme in a cage. Ryder reset his optics in a blinking motion as he tried to process what he was seeing. ~brother look! ~ Ryder practically yelped when the glaring femme demanded her release.
Gale tried to focus on what his brother was saying but was just too tired his joints and hydraulics creaking with each excruciating step. When his faded dull optics landed on what had caught his brothers attention he snarled, anger filling his starved energon lines. Feeling a new kind of strength he shoved off his brother's shoulder and charged the cage his fangs and claws desperate to sink into the soft dermal plating of the femme. He knew his anger towards the femme branched off from his feeling of abandonment from his handler and seeing the adult femme looked like a good vent to take his anger out on. Just as he was about to ram the cage in his angry fit silver filled his view and his silver chest guard rammed hard against a strong black and silver rib brackets.
Gale stopped his attempted assault on the femme when his both screamed in pain. ~brother move! If IT gets loose it will tell its creator and they will deactivate us!~ He snarled through their bond. knowing that the femme being 'guarded' by his brother wouldn't hear or understand his body language or snarls, only a true handler would understand them and this...THING was no better than the rest if its kind.
Ryder released a small whine. ~brother calm! Think of our coding to protect and serve~
~that was before they slaughtered our kind! ~ Gale snarled at his brother in rage ignoring his hunger and just functioning on full rage.
Ryder whined aloud not moving from in front of the cage. Gently he cast a look at the blue and green femme in the cage. Ryder was too sensible and loving to believe that EVERY Cybertronian was bad.
"I don't know what the scrap is wrong with you, but those fragging cons got ahold of me. Do either of you know of Optimus Prime?"
Unknown to the trio, a slender mech form lay in the shadows. He watched the scene unfold before his optics.
Gale snarled in an attempt to silence the femme but his brother head-butted him. ~brother please... please I-~
~Fine! But when she runs sobbing to her creator it's our energon that will flow! ~
a small wag of Ryder's tail was his response. Slowly transforming Ryder whimpered for moment his servo grasping gently at damaged wires and struts before he focused on freeing the femme in the cage. The door opened and Ryder smiled shifting back to his alt mode and turned around to see his brother starting to try and limp/stagger away from himself and the femme. With a soft whine Ryder made to follow his brother.
"Wait, if you two mechs will follow me, I know a great medic. I know what you are, my sire taught me. Trust me, he will protect you. And my medic may seem grouchy and uncaring, but he really does care. Too much blood has been shed. You've been in the same predicament as me. Let me help you." Fasttrack pleaded.
The wait for an answer was excruciating. She truly wanted to help and hoped they would see that and speak in a way she'd understand.
Gale Transformed the damage to his small and fine circuitry was obvious. "We don't require help from your kind!" he snarled his voice laced with pained static. But through all his bravado, as he turned to storm away his CPU crashed going into medical stasis in his starved bipedal mode.
