Hi! Its' been a long time! For more information of my sudden return however, please view my profile! What you are about to read is a story based upon 11 members at the moment, via a roleplay plot line amongst Transformers. If you want inside info on the unidentified transformers, you may want to visit my profile for that aswell, and view the OCs profiles at the bottom of my page. Needless to say, I hope you enjoy!
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The debris ship echoed with emptiness. Little existence was there, but it was stained. Small clanks and chips
fell from the hallway, leading into the tiny room that was specially built for such tiny life form. Spark she was? No. She was from that planet with the humans. But she was different. She was decepticon.
And yet again, she was up to her psychotic creativity.
"Come on, just exactly what else to you expect to put in there?! Sure you're from the planet but you don't ACT like one of them, why do you need on the fancy-smancy stuff?" the visored transformer complained, leaning against the slick rusted wall, arms crossed, his foot a little bigger than the door itself that remained open to his partner.
"Its' called entertainment, something you metal boneheads don't provide unless its squid-head getting in trouble" the female voice griped. Slowly after the response, a small humanoid standing 4'10 walked out, one hand at her side and the other rubbing her shoulder-cut lavender head.
"Bah. No way I could connect a decent T.V up here inside the base... stupid debris piece of-"
"A T.V? I know those! I had one back in the ship before I left planet X! Those things are better than those human music boxes, and they have funny little pictures. I like the ones of others beating one another. You humans have such odd attack methods" the mech rambled on.
"I'm not human..." the girl mumbled under her breath, then took her leave in opposite direction of the mech, heading to the headquarters room.
"Hey, where ya goin? You know Megs' is in one of his moods again!" the transformer called out. When the girl did nothing, he simply sighed. Geez, whats' got her all worked up in the wires...
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Talon sat alone in the middle of the rec room, sipping on a cube of high grade. It was one of the few guilty pleasures the normally conservative femme had and she took care in keeping it a secert. One optic was cast warily at the door as she drew a slow, study slurp. Nothing was detected so she allowed her guard to lower slightly, her posture becoming casual, almost relaxed.
"TALON~!" Sideswipe cheered, the door flying open to his greet.
"I'm so glad I found you, its' like everyone here has gone extinct! Its' impossible to find anyone hanging around the base anymore!"
Talon looked up at him, energon splattered across her face. One optic twitched as she desperatly tried not to strangle her peer. Instead, the femme settled for a frustrated sigh, wipping the glowing fluid from her chin.
"Yes. They are most likely some where else...now what do you want?" Talon directed a faint glare in his direction, just strong enough to tell him she wasn't here to mess around.
Sideswipe cautiously blared his teeth, noticing her glare and showing his awkward frightment.
"Uhh...Well, no one around and theres' nothing to do, so I was wondering whats up and if you seen Hotshot around...? hehe" he chuckled at the end of his sentence, placing his hand behind his head and tiptoeing over to the door, enough for it to close.
"However I guess your not in a lovely mood at the moment so I'll just leaving you be and-" he rushed his sentence, and as he turned to finish, met the edge of the door crest with his face.
Talon gave the softest of sighs and reluctantly abandoned her half empty cube to help Sideswipe with the dent in his face.
"I...suppose I can spare a few cycles to help alleviate your boredom..."
"I didn't mean to disturb, I really didn't! Its' just so rare I get to do anything around here...ya know..." Sideswipe sighed. "Its' like I'm less of use even compared to the humans."
A small smile managed to stretch it's self across the femme's face, "Everything has it's use in the universe, Sideswipe. Primus doesn't make junk."
A light smile came upon the mechs' face.
"I suppose you're right. One day all my training will be used for something that might even save Optimus's spark!" Sideswipe cheered, getting a bit ahead of himself.
"So, how bout we go spare a little outside the base? Get some shine, some hits, maybe a bit of talking or something?" he offered, trying to think of something to spend the time on. Talon shrugged a wing, "I'm not really used to...hanging out...but I'll give it a try. What ever you want to do, I'll do."
"Well if we go outside and spare, even if I get caught out of base I can't get in trouble because its training, so we can go do that! But don't do it if you don't want to, ok?" he assured the femme of the Autobot squad. With a grin, the blue nissan rushed to the exit of the base, remembering for once to unlock the padded doors before diving into them.
"I don't mind at all..." she actually chuckled and followed him outside of the base. At a much slower pace of course, but there was still a slight spring in her step. The femme was just glad to have met someone who didn't think she was a freak. After all, the fact that Darkwing lived inside of her wasn't really a secert anymore. That, and sparing was one of her favorite pass times, one that she shared with her mentor, Scavenger.
As Sideswipe reached outside, he waited against one of the many rock structures. He was excited. He didn't spend most of his time around Talon, but most of the time of it rather be Blurr or Hotshot. Though, it didn't hurt to get to know another teammate close up.
"Hey Talon, are you ok? You seem down" the mech called out, seeing the femme slowly making her way from the entrance of the base.
"Hmm? Oh, it's nothing. Just lost in my thoughts is all. Now...got any rules you want to point out before we start?" she asked, quickly avoiding the previous subject.
Despite this, the femme still had a faint smile displayed, making it obvious that she felt at least somewhat happy with her situation.
"And I promise I won't fly." she added with some humor.
The young warrior took a step back in despite of forgetting her advantage of flying that he didn't even recall before he asked in the first place.
"Haha..right... that'll be rule one then" he chuckled lightly.
"And, pretty much don't act as if you want to kill me, elsewise there are no rules" he nodded. "Weapons are allowed, as this little guy is my friend" he brought out his pistol he kept in his glove compartment, which was placed at his arm when in alt mode.
Talon simply nodded and took on a fighting stance. She wasn't nervous, but she was cautious. Darkwing never surfaced unless Talon was in danger, but there had been...incidents. Mostly during training with Scavenger. Her alter ego hated him with a passion, so the reason didn't take rocket science to figure out. However, that didn't keep her from worrying about Sideswipe. The other femme could pop up without warning and if she hurt her friend...
Talon winced, backing up a step, but not entirely. Showing weakness wasn't in her programing.
"I'm ready when you are..."
Sideswipe took his own stance, similar to Hotshot himself. When ready, he nodded, and a slight grin upon his metallic lips as his excitement rose.
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Backwing shifted her claws on the metal ground as she watched the stars in the sky. Her spine lights glowed in the darkness, outlining the segments of her superstructure. It seemed she had been plauged by nightmares of her experiment days more and more lately and she couldn't remain in sleep mode for too long. This was one of those nights.
This is such a load of slag....She thought, I need to sleep--my organic half is not performing as well as it should, and my technological half is suffering as well...
While the blue dragon was tiredly tring to solve her problem. She was unaware of what was happening around her perch...
The large mech stood in sight range of the dragon. Arms crossed, expression silent, he simply stood. No movement. No assault. Just...standing. True, he wasn't looking at her. He was looking at something else. The entire city. The city he wanted control of, and nothing more other than the downfall of Optimus Prime.
A light sigh came from the figure, standing broad and bold. He didn't speak. Simply stood. He had no intentions for the tower to belong to an Autobot or Decepticon, and was unaware of the sleeping chambers he intruded. After all, who of either alliance would pick a stack of junk over a nice energon bed? Not even he would do such.
The blue dragon blinked, her optics finally changing their focus onto the horizon of the city. Shaking a recurring thought out of her head, she got up to stretch her legs. Her body went tense, but seemingly unchanged, except her optics--they burned a more vibrant silver than just a moment before.
He heard a shift in the metal from a bit off, but didn't budge. He had nothing to worry over, unless it was Optimus. And that worry would be not getting his wish. He knew from the steps that the unknown was not Decepticon. But he didn't bother to fight something on the home planet despite being of the opposing team. He didn't feel like wasting energy for the time being.
Backwing's optics softened a little, not sensing any movements from the other Transformer. She knew not who this mech was, but something about him seemed dark but....familiar. Without thinking about it, Backwing growled low and deep at him, but stayed still.
"No need to waste your time, 'Bot" the chill voice muttered.
Backwing turned around so she could face the mech. Something about his voice made her shiver. She stopped growling but kept an alert with fierce composure.
"I'm am not an Autobot..." She said simply.
A light grin appeared on the leaders' face. A simple Cybertronian warrior.
"Like or not, I'm not searching for any unprovoked battle" he replied bluntly. Shifting his arms to his side, he turned slightly to face the mech.
Backwing was taken aback when she saw his optics. The cold expression startled her. It was a kind of cold she has never seen in the ruthless traders of the city. The mech was in a whole other league from them.
"Then what are you searching for?" She dared to ask. The dragon did not know if she wanted to know or not, in case his answer was what she feared.
His grin only soothed after the question. Turning his back to the mech and viewing the city yet again, he only stood.
"I search for nothing, warrior. Simply the visual of the over-ruled city."
She turned to where he was looking. The lights of the city bounced off the metal as if it were a mirror. It almost blended into the sky on this night in blues, purples, and black. A few bright lights broke up the darkness and revealed the robotic inhabitants down below on the streets.
Backwing paused, thinking the only ones who would think of ruling anything would be Decepticons. She had seen many-but mostly the vigilanties that pretended to be Decepticons. The dragon guessed this one must be the real deal. The dragon suddenly looked conceited.
She lifted her head slightly and said, "I can't imagine this city under control....even just united. So many different opinions, so many unmade CPUs..."
The larger mech just shook his head slightly, and then folded his arms yet again.
"It isn't about becoming united and understanding one anothers'. Its' all about the rules of trade, the way to live your spark. To meet your demise. When there is only one ruler to control who is destroyed and who gets to roam, judgment comes out very clearly" he stated, more blunt than his last comment.
The femme snorted at his arrogance. She still stayed more or less nonchalant, but her optics were pained.
She didn't look at him when she spoke, softly but firmly.
"And what if those subjects all decide they don't want to obey the one ruler? It can be a very dangerous place for that being. Sooner or later all tension comes to a peak and chaos reigns. A being is most powerful and uncontrolable when possesing a vengeful spark..."
A small chuckle came from the larger mech.
"Well then, if they don't want to obey me, not only have they fear the Lord of Destruction, but they will place their fear in my ally Unicron as well" he grinned lightly, placing his arms by his sides and turning, walking a few steps then out stretching his hand. A dark aura portal appeared, the exit for such, indescribable as nothing was seen but purple and black mist.
"Watch your back, warrior. Cybertron will soon bow to me in power" he spoke over his shoulder, then took his leave.
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Making the first move, Sideswipe ducked to the side, and rushed forward, his arm ready in a outpunched swing.
Talon's own arm shot outwards at the last second and grabbed his, pulling off a move Scavenger often used to take down Decepticons larger then himself. She stretched it out to the side then hooked her thin leg around his and yanked hard. It pulled Sideswipe to the ground, but she didn't pin him. The femme jumped to the side, giving the young mech another chance to attack. At this point the femme wasn't just smiling, she was grinning. A sight no one had seen in over a year.
Startled by how much Scavenger's training differed from Hotshot, as he was placed to the ground, Sideswipe immediately tried to catch her off guard and with a swipe of a leg, do the same as she did to him. But that didn't happen so easily. Slag her femme agility, Sideswipe woulda cursed, if it hadn't been against his respect to femme of the army.
He remembered an old story Optimus told the original group, that femme were not one to judge by the book, and as the own Autobot Leader had fallen for a femme once in his life time, and she stayed at his side in combat, and fought like any other warrior. Talon was just as same, a great fighter to sit aside with. But this wasn't about fighting with each other- is was against. Sideswipe had to be on his, as the humans call it, his toes.
"Nice one Talon.. but get a load of this!" he grinned, jumping up with a flip, and taking his pistol and firing a few light shots, knowing it was just a spare, and not a battle. He would hate to dent her armor, but a few dark coal marks that could be erased with human carwash wouldn't harm the struggle.
Talon spun around and let the low level blastes strike her back, where the armor was strongest.
She hissed at the light stings then grinned, "Not bad your self."
Talon then charged him head on, running at differing speeds to confuse her sparing partner. When the femme was sure she had him completely guessing, she stopped and moved to Sideswipe's back, then paused. Talon wanted to see what his reaction would be. To judge his movements, just as her mentor had tought her.
"Uh...Talon?" he squeaked, knowing that she had hid, but not know where. And more so, he had a verge to not want to know. Keeping his arms up, he waved left, then right, no sign of the seeker.
"She better not have taken off in the air or back in the base" Sideswipe muttered under his breath.
Talon, actually giggling, placed a hand on his shoulder to alert him of her presents, "Come on, Sideswipe. You have to do better then that."
A small sweat bead rolled from Sideswipe's face, the hand placed on him making it so obvious. Wow, That is pathetic...
"Yea..." he nodded solemnly.
And so she was gone again, darting off to the opposite side with her body low to the ground to minimize her profile.
Chasing her movements yet again, he held his pistol close and when he figured he managed a chance, let off a shot. He didn't expect the shot to provoke something unwelcomed though...something he didn't expect for the entire day with the base so empty.
Talon yelped and reared back, just inches away from the shot Sideswipe had fired. She doubted the young mech had meant for the shot to land so close, but it was admirable none the less.
"Good one." she grinned at him then relaxed, "I say we take a small break. That, uh...drink I had made me slightly dizzy..."
Sideswipe nodded as Talon called break.
"Sure thing. I'm getting a little worked up aswell, probably the excitement" the mech laughed. Putting away his weapon, he looked over his shoulder to the strange aura he felt present. Still no shadow. It worried him. But he didn't show it, sitting down next to the femme and resting.
"So, I'm guessing that energon you had was special, eh?" he questioned with a goofy grin, replying to her remark of the dizziness.
"Um...yeah...special..." if anyone looked more in denial, it was Talon.
The femme felt a weird vibe in the pit of her tank, but passed it off as the high grade acting up. She stretched herself out on her back to ease the aching.
"Hey, Sideswipe..." she said after a moment, "If you ever need any pointers...I'll happy to give them to you..."
"Really? You'd really take the time to do that?" he answered back, only with questions. His pale blue optics were glittering.
A truly sincere smile appeared on her face, "Of course. I may not act like it, but I love helping people. What kind of Autobot would I be if I didn't?"
Sideswipes scoffed at the comment.
"Well, does that make Wingsaber a Decepticon?" he joked.
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Laughing. Relaxing. Guard down. It was his chance. Taking the drenched red aura from his left wing, he cracked it into the sword it formed from the seeker wing. Watching them like a lion and its' prey, he sat...sat...waited...and sprung.
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Jumping from the cliff side, a warcry escaped the crimson, swinging his sword directly between the nissan and harrier, cutting their communication short.
"My apologies to disturb you, but I'm only following orders" the crimson muttered, then began to swift his sword at Talon first.
Her mouth dropped open and in an instant she was rolling to the side to get away from the burning red blade. However, it wasn't fast enough and Talon got a good sized sliver taken out of her left wing.
Hissing sharping, one hand slapped over the melted wound while the other shoved her from the ground. Face contorted in a combination of anger and alertness, she regarded the other seeker with lemon yellow optics wide open, taking in everything.
"Sideswipe! Run!" she shouted, wanting the younger, less experienced mech to get to safety.
"No way! I'm helping you Talon!" he shouted, taking his pistol quick and firing rounds, watching as the seeker took them in with ease.
Carrying his weapon high, the crimson dropped down again for another blow, the dust clouding his optics in an instant. Shifting quickly to view if he had damaged, he saw the gray femme with the previous cut, and none new.
"You Autobots are fairly well at ducking..."
"It's not the only thing we're good at!" Talon shouted, leaning back to deliver a kick to the much taller seeker's side. It connected, but it hardly made a dent. The seeker glared, the kick weak, but noticeable.
Good. It was only a distraction.
The next second, the swift footed femme had ducked under his reach and was pounding her from the base entrance, cursing when she notice Sideswipe had stayed.
"Slaggit!" she had no other choice but the get airborne, knowing it was the only way she could keep the seeker away.
When he noticed her attempt to transform, he did little to nothing. As a matter of fact, he backed off. He wanted her to go. Stepping back and preparing his sword for another blow, a slick grin came upon his metallic lips.
Talon instantly noticed his lack of action and turned a sharp right.
"Damn it, Sideswipe! Get your aft moving!" she snarled, dive dombing the larger mech at full force, transforming in mid-air and grabbing him from behind.
A cloud of dust rising from the large impact. The opposing seeker didn't move quick enough. Trying to ply Talon off him without using any unneeded force such as punching, he continued to lift her to his best of his ability and stand. However, the jet seemed gripped on tight.
Sideswipe continued to stay, staring in horror at what was happening right before him.
"I said I'm not leaving!" he snapped back at Talon, holding his fire for the dust to dissolve, and make his optic aim clear again.
"Starscream? Starscream? Are you there? Answer me!" a voice whined in the crimsons comlink. Already annoyed with the previous problem of the silver seeker on his hide, he went to desperate measures and shoved her off, retreating a few steps once he stood, and opened his communication.
"What do you want? I'm busy..."
"Yeah. Sure. So is everyone else. As a matter of fact, Sideways is SO busy, that hes' getting all tired out just by staying outside my room and not leaving me alone."
The seeker sighed, knowing his communication was going to be cut short when Talon recovered.
"Listen human, I'm doing real matters of work and I'll be back when I feel" the crimson glared.
A sigh was heard from the other side of the link. "You know, if you brought me, I could have been one hell of a distraction to help you! Cyclonus always lets me come along! I mean come on, its' been years since I seen another human being, and he said the Autobot base had a few! If I can't beat up on you metal bunk heads, then I could at least have fun with the other puppets!"
"Cyclonus is a moron for letting you off the base. Now leave me alone" the crimson cut the link, and with his sword by his side, turned to view the two Autobots again.
Sideswipe could only stare back at the seeker, confused from the conversation he bitterly heard.
"Hey...Talon..." he questioned in a low manner, quiet enough to not catch too much attention from the Decepticon. "Was he just talking to a.."
"Seems like it..." she snarled, sitting up and angrily wiping dirt from her face.
"So, Screamer. Mind filling us in as to why you have a human on your base?"
Starscream only glared at the two.
"None to your concern, Autobot."
Swiftly, he ran toward, and skipped right past Talon. He had his target. With slick movement, Starscream stood behind Sideswipe, the aura of the sword perched at the young mechs neck.
"I could ask you the same question of why humans rest in your base. Needless to say, the explanation is meaningless" the seeker added.
Talon bolted to her feet, legs spread wide in a ready battle stance. The only reason she didn't charge was the looming threat that the femme might not be fast enough to push her friend out of the way. Snarling helplessly, Talon shifted back several feet, letting Starscream know she wasn't going to attack again. But not for a moment did she relax.
"What do you want anyways? Your not one to waste time on Earth just because Megatron told you too..." she ground out slowly, being careful of what she said in case she made the seeker angry.
A sly smirk reappeared at the seekers expression.
"Where is Optimus?" he demanded coldly, despite his all-so-happy expression. He held the edge of the sword tight, not flinching an inch while holding his prisoner captive.
"I'm. Not. Telling." she snarled, shifting to the side, "And leave Sideswipe out of this! If you need a hostage take me instead!"
The crimson seeker only grimaced.
"Why take hostage of the stronger target...when its' obvious they'll fall to their knees over the weak. Its' how war is fair. You Autobots should know that, especially you- Talon" Starscream snarled back. He held still a moment, apparently getting a new linkcom message. His expression twisted back to annoyance.
"Call yourself lucky..." he muttered, then released Sideswipe, and jumped, transforming and instantly firing off his jets to head back to base.
Talon released a breath she didn't know she was holding and watched the larger seeker take off. When the femme was sure he was out of sight, she hurried over to Sideswipe, kneeling at his side.
"You okay...?" she asked, one hand on his shoulder.
The mech didn't know how to respond. His life was in danger just two seconds earlier, and yet the Decepticon retreated...Just like that...
"I'm fine...I-I think" Sideswipe hassled. Shortly after he slump to the ground.
"What do you think stopped him..."
"I...don't know..." Talon sighed, heavily sitting down beside the young mech. She was just as stressed out as he was, "Primus..."
"How 'bout a glass of energon..." Sideswipe offered out of place, trying to find somewhere else to move to.
"You read my processor." she nodded stiffly, still shaking slightly from the rush of almost-battle.