The Devil's Advocate: Extraterrestrial Alliance
Summary: Answering Optimus' call, a group of Autobots head for Earth, but are separated from the main group as they landed on the wrong continent. Europe. Lost and in need of assistance, they make a deal with the devils and demon hunters of Devil May Cry…
Disclaimer: I do NOT own anything of the awesome Transformers or Devil May Cry games… if I did, I wouldn't be writing this in the first place… Other things mentioned in this fic that may have licenses or other things belong to their owners. I only own OCs and the story plot…
Updated for grammar and spelling check up: 24 Aug 2009
A/N: Another chapter I cooked up. Phew, plenty of plots I have in my head for this story… Thanks to Axil 2.0 who gave me the first fav for this story. Hope any of you who keep coming back to see this story going on will enjoy this installment. It's twice as long as the last one. Happy reading!
Notes:
'Text text text' – thoughts
"Text text text" – speech
"Text text text" – robot speech
/ Text text text / – Transmission
~( Text text text)~ Private transmission
Chapter 1: "Stardust movie gone wrong."
Switzerland, Bern
Outskirts of Bern
An Old Large Mansion, In the Basement
12:00 Hours Local Time
Lunch was finally at hand. Dante had made it to the table with exhaustion and simply dozed off as he waited for the others while he ignored the chuckle that came from an elder devil across the table.
The basement for a devil wasn't really a room, though a room was an understatement… the whole place would look as if was a different dimension completely. This meant there was plenty of room to have Devil Arms such as Cerberus wondering around and even creating havoc on one side of the 'dimension', the other side was unaffected.
Vergil walked in with a snort as he found his twin snoring away in his seat, and forced himself not to roll his eyes.
"Tea, Vergil?" The older Devil offered as the eldest child of Sparda came to view.
"Yes please," Vergil answered politely as he took his seat next to the ancient looking demon. "What brings you here today, Grandfather?"
"Had some sort of premonition the other day… concerning some celestials coming. Your father and I need a chat, something's coming our way." he said as he poured the tea into a cup.
Vergil quirked a brow, but did not press. In the very little time he knew of his grandfather (which was when he was reunited with his sister three years ago); he had learnt that his grandfather's gift in seeing the future was no laughing matter. His grandfather had lived in a smaller demon realm with his sister, much away from the many Hell gates that littered around Earth. After the disappearance of Sparda, Luther had been watching over them and their mother. However, on the night that the demons had attacked the Sparda family's home, the elder devil only found his younger sister Lily in a near death status. Since then, he had cared for her and raised her. Three years ago they had met in battle to put down a particularly nasty devil that nearly cost Vergil's life.
It was even more astonishing when they had found their father just a few months afterwards. As much as Dante or Vergil had found they wanted to blame their father for Eva's death in the end they realized that they could not. The reason why Sparda had been missing because he had been turned into a statue of crystals being imprisoned with the Devil SaxQuelion, being weak as he had sealed the main Hell gate that directly connected to Earth, he no longer had his great strength to stop the enemy and decided the only way was to completely pour everything into sealing him. When the Devil Abigail had released SaxQuelion, Sparda was released as well. He was in shock to meet his eldest son face to face as an adult. The battle had raged on, in the end light had been the victor.
When Sparda had heard the death of his wife was probably what had stopped Dante and Vergil to blame on their father. It was a state neither of them had wanted to see, and the sadness was far too hard to bear. The twins were pretty sure that their father had wanted to be beaten up to death by his two older sons for not being there when his family needed him the most. Nero and Lily had immediately forgiven of what their father had done.
"Vergil, are you alright?" said a soothing voice.
Vergil dismissed his thoughts as he looked up to his fiancé. "It's nothing. How were your healing lessons in Fortuna?"
"Very well," She smiled and kissed him on the lips lightly before she took a seat beside him. "I've completed all the lessons for healing people. Also I think I should be able to repair anything that concerns technology with Tech." Linarien soon passed a card that resembled a Tarot card, yet it radiated with power.
"You named it Tech?" Vergil asked as looked at the card in curiosity. "A he or a she?"
"A 'he', I suppose." Linarien shrugged. "Most of the cards are females. I thought it would be good to have a balance."
In response the card shone brightly as if approving his mistress. Vergil chuckled, "Well, it seems he likes it."
As soon as Vergil let go of the card, it hovered in the air and shone in a white light orb, soon to change to what it seemed like a cube that kept moving, changing, shifting as one or in pieces, never stopping. The half devil observed it as it circled the elf with happiness coming off in waves. At times like this, Vergil had been proud at her. Linarien had a rare ability to create souls that would reflect upon the element or theme and can be stored into cards as the size of tarot cards. And when she was one with more that 52 cards in her possession she was a worthy adversary. Many of her cards were based on nature elements, Tech was one of the few that did not follow the basic rules of elves.
There was then a clap of hands from behind and as well as their father sitting on the shoulder of his friend.
"Impressive." Sparda applauded in praise. "It somehow resembles the AllSpark that we've been told by your stories old friend."
"It seems so, but it looks purely but a tiny cube." The Autobot Quickswitch commented.
There was another thunder of feet that came in to the room which the house-hold folks were pretty used to. "But it seems to have some sort of ability to heal anything that's a mech. Is that right Linarien?" Waybreaker asked as he looked in great interest.
"Of course, when I made Tech I had it in mind that maybe I could help you and Quickswitch fix up some of your processors that are starting to malfunction. But I really had thought that it maybe useful to wake up those who are in stasis." She said earnestly.
Dante Sparda soon woke up as his grandfather, father, brother, soon-to-be his sister in-law were in deep conversation with what seemed to be large and tall towering robots. Ah… yes. It was one of those things Dante never really got to believe… even Vergil would have that vote as well. The day their father returned to them, the day they returned to the mansion… and the day they actually learnt that Sparda had been keeping some robotic aliens in the basement. He chuckled at the memory.
"Pops! You're keeping aliens in the basement?!" Dante shouted in bewilderment. "And I thought I got grounded when I kept a cat in our other house!"
Certainly, Dante was also chuckling as he remembered Vergil's and Nero's expression of half terror and sarcasm plastered on their faces wondering how the heck their father hadn't landed into an asylum yet. Those two certainly weren't the type of people to believe in aliens or in the extraterrestrial despite the fact they killed off the supernatural everyday. Lily was more thrilled to have more people in addition to their abnormal and twisted family. Luther was calm about the situation, their grandfather had known of their existence as it was he and Sparda who had found them. It was even more shocking that there were more in the basement than they credited their father for.
There had been in fact… NINE Autonomous Robotic Organisms (as they call themselves which they shortened it to Autobots) that Sparda kept in the basement. It was more than enough to send the Sparda children into a chaos and even worse when they found out two of them were-
Back to the present Dante heard a couple of chirps, twittering and clicking.
Nero, Lily, and Kyrie came into view as they were tossing a large beach ball with two smaller and very young mechs.
As Dante continued on with the memory… Where was he?... Ah, right. That's when they found out that Sparda also had been harboring baby robots.
The young of the robots were termed as 'Sparklings'.
He had to bit his lip to not laugh out loud as he remembered in a funny moment when Vergil twitched and raised the question in a threatening mode:
"Are you sure they aren't mating and multiplying in the basement father?"
Even Nero looked like he had lost a bit of his IQ when he asked the question:
"Do aliens have a family control pills?"
Those two weren't just in the best of terms that day.
Nowadays the question would be considered ridiculous, because both Quickswitch and Waybreaker were both the masculine components of their species. At least from what Dante had picked up from the way Waybreaker explained about what how spark-mates created sparklings and the slight difference between femmes and male bots in physical appearance.
In the present, Waybreaker was now considered a healer of some sort which was extremely rare because he was a flier. He explained since he was young he had the ability to heal by converting energon (their food and life source) to energy capable to mend broken metals, wires, and eventually other mechs. The half-devil only stared at Waybreaker picking up a smaller bot that was clicking excitedly at him. For an Autobot, he was very patient and calm to the point when others would panic around him he was a support that did not wave the slightest. He was as tall as nearly as tall a two story building, and chose an F-35 Lightning II fighter Jet Alt (alternative) as his current form. For a flying robot he definitely chose one of the latest models of the generation five jet fighters.
The other large bot Quickswitch was considered a rarity amongst his fellow bots as his robot form did not obviously show what he could turn into or it was jumbled up somehow. While most bots only have two forms (their alternative and bi-pedal mode), he in fact had six.
And with six different forms it seemed to have an effect on the mech as he had an unpredictable mood. Depending on what forms he took, it seemed to affect on how he was thinking and his mood. Everyone was rather careful when he changed his alt form, one minute he was angry the next he could be suicidal. Though oddly enough, when Sparda was around him, Quickswitch was generally calmer and more controlled. Dante figured maybe it had to do with his father's powers which one of them had to effect the emotions of others, yet he wasn't so sure. Slightly taller than Waybreaker, he had taken five alternative forms for his use that was a SR-71 Stealth plane, a large construction truck , a Metallic Puma (mountain lion), a Drill tank, and a hover boat. He had taken larger forms due to his bulky mass that was nearly as large as Optimus.
Dante also remembered on that day, the large mechs had explained on how and why they had come to land on Earth.
There had been a civil war on their planet between two factions, the Autobots and the Decepticons. During one of the battles, Quickswitch and Waybreaker had stopped on a moon station with its occupants being slaughtered entirely by the Decepticons. However they had found that there were two who had survived, it was then they found the two sparklings, Wingstriker and Illusion. Both had been hidden by the Neutrals who had not sided in the war at all.
Their taking of the sparklings had not been known until they were discovered by Decepticons who were patrolling the area. They were outnumbered of 2 VS 12. In a desperate run to escape the 'Cons, they gambled on the idea of escaping deep into space. It didn't take long they knew that sparklings could not withstand extreme temperature changes in space for so long. Defeated, injured, with sparklings, but still alive… they both agreed that they would take care of the young ones as their first priority until they were capable to take care of themselves.
Even if it meant that they would remove themselves from the war, it was to ensure the survival of the sparklings. Oddly enough, they had to manage to find the nearest planet with life forms and resources had been Earth.
They had arrived on Earth in the early 1700's, where man's exploration was at it peak and inventions started boom at an alarming rate around the world.
Both had crash landed nearby a lake that had one had been Sparda's estates during the time. Being told by aliens that they did not wish to hurt them and as well were carrying their young, Sparda and Luther made an agreement to let them stay and in return had traded as well as share information about Earth and Cybertron together.
The house-hold had pretty much been lively as it was a routine to baby-sit the Sparklings while they were taking their turns in demon hunting.
Wingstrike in his bi-pedal form was probably 2 meters taller than Vergil. Being very young and hyperactive, Wingstrike had tendency while flying, he would chase down, land on them, and cuddle on someone he truly liked. Dante of course was one of his favorite targets for the 'crash landing cuddles'. He had tried them on others of the Sparda household, but he seemed to like Dante's grouchy and whining reaction the most to which the mech found amusingly entertaining. His alt-form was a copy of Waybreaker's F-35 lightning II (yet much smaller in comparison), but instead of the mixture of army colors he was mostly green with white details. He was extremely close to his caretaker Waybreaker, although Luther, Dante, Trish, and Nero were on his favorite caretakers list.
Illusion the femme sparkling was different to her play-mate. Unlike her playmate who was a flier, she was a roller. She was no doubt a very shy bot when it came to newcomers, often hiding behind Quickswitch's large leg unless introduced and sometimes she wouldn't at all be seen by her caretakers. She had a rare ability to blend within her surroundings to go around as if she was invisible. Waybreaker had mentioned to them that there was another Autobot who also had the ability but he did not expect a sparking to have one. Illusion had an alternative form of a blue Smart Fortwo car with flames decorated on her sides. It was possibly the smallest convertible car that was still in production and up-to-date as she refused to take a motorcycle alt form. Illusion on the other hand preferred to be around Quickswitch most of the time, though she enjoyed being around Sparda (as a guardian), Linarien and Vergil (for telling so many stories and knowledge), and Lily, Lady and Kyrie because they liked having the most fun with her.
The four of them were the first four Autobots who had been living in the Sparda mansion as a place to live. Despite they were confined to the nearby area of Sparda's land and the mansion premises, it was a happy and a quiet place to live.
Apparently the war on Cybertron had also gone to a spiral as one fine night roughly in the late 1800's, Waybreaker had received a distress signal from his fellow Autobots while he was teaching Wingstrike flying. He was shocked as his spark ached; knowing it was an uncommon feeling when another flier was in pain and who grew in the same flock could sense each other. A few moments later, he had found the crash site.
He had found the Aerialbots, the air force of the Autobots in the worst condition he had ever laid his optics on them. The injuries were most likely due to torture and an unplanned escape, but more than so they were out of energon.
Not wanting to lose them all, he had sent a transmission to Quickswitch and begged his devil friends that the Aerialbots to be evacuated and treated at the mansion basement. Sparda and Luther had agreed immediately much in wanting to help their alien friends.
With swift handling and hard efforts, they had managed to save all five from offlining. The damage they sustained had been high, but improved slowly through the years.
Unfortunately, their conditions were still nowhere to be counted as healthy. The five of them over the years had very much been in stasis (in human terms, a coma). Although there were times they were online, most could not keep themselves conscience more than a day and went back into a deep recharge. The Sparda children had managed to talk with Silverbolt, Skydive, Firefly, Slingshot, and Air raid, even if it was brief, they were struggling to know what was happening around them.
It was the main reason why that Dante as well as a few folks at the Sparda household were around in a few car junkyards. It had been the fact they were looking for any metals they could melt to its purest form (without the rust) and use it to create energon with other materials. With more energon and as well as Linarien's ability that focused on magic for technology that could be taught to others, they had hoped to wake the Aerialbots completely online.
Though this could had been achieved by buying new metal (which they did not have to worry of the Sparda family's infinite wealth), it would attract too many humans questioning why they would buy large sums of metal and sooner or later they could be accused of trying to build weapons of mass destruction. Terrorism had pretty much been plaguing the humans the last decade, and it was better off they did not add the gasoline to the fire. As stupid as it sounded, they needed all the secrecy they can get. Even if they did buy metal, they would buy if off the black-market or any other places in small quantities.
The hard work was paying off as the Aerialbots had can be online at most a week in one month. It was a large progress and they were hoping to make sure that they succeeded soon.
Milky Way Galaxy
Entering Earth's Atmosphere
18:10:28:0987 Hours, Minutes, Seconds, Astro-seconds
It was worse than what was predicted by Sunstreaker and Sideswipe, Blitzout for sure now knew the Decepticons were in it for their lives.
Since they entered Earth's solar system, they were instantly being shot at and now had five Decepticons who were all on their tails and took advantage at their current vulnerability. While they were all in their protoform pods, there was no way they could get any weapons out. They were basically sitting targets in space.
They all had been able to outmaneuver the blasts by the Deceptions, but the current circumstances were in their disadvantage. The longer they kept this up, there was no way of getting to Optimus' coordinates without getting sidetracked. Everyone was pretty much zooming all over the place, trying to avoid damage at all costs. Who would have thought that coming to Optimus Prime's aid had been a suicidal plan? Somehow, Blitzout was rather starting to regret he actually agreed to come… but then again, he did not want to disappoint his friends.
Blitzout scanned his system noticing most of his security scanners were flashing red from the Decepticon attacks. His health was at 75 percent, a decent amount by any chance in an attack. But he couldn't say the same with his outer armor as blasts were chipping away his protector shields and they were already at 65 percent and rapidly declining at frightening rate. Prowl, Jolt, and the minor twins were a bit banged up, but they were fine. All the femmes thankfully had not taken damage at all.
So far the damages were still countable; however he was worried more about Sunstreaker and Sideswipe. The elder twin bot had taken a large damage on his side, as he managed to protect the smaller twins as they barely got hit buy one of the plasma blast guns. Sides was injured in many places though they weren't as deep enough as Sunny's.
/ Sunny, you alright? / Sideswipe asked. / You took a bad hit back there. /
Sunstreaker agreed. / Yeah. It got most of my armor out but it's not going to hinder me. Not the same for our 'Hatchet' though, he would probably be keeping me in the recovery room for a month. / He joked before he returned to a serious reminder / Keep an eye out. /
The younger major twin opened his radar systems with many suspicions in his mind. Why had they not made any drastic attacks yet? He knew very well that Deceptions weren't going to fools and play around to kill them. There was something heavily off. With all he could muster he extended his radar system to the highest level. Naturally he would be using this ability thorough his bi-pedal form, but this situation was an exception. His optics expanded in shock as he found a hidden plasma bomb coming towards the femmes.
Sideswipe blasted off to the front as fast as his protoform took him. / WATCH OUT! /
There was a large outburst from the contact of the plasma bomb in a blinding flash. When the burst had ceased, Prowl frantically called through his transmissions if they were alright.
The femmes had been untouched by the blast, but it could not have been the same for Sideswipe.
The plasma bomb had taken out most of his armor as they were in pieces and energon blue liquid was flying in a small stream from his near broken spark chamber. Broken wires were hanging off his torn arm just enough to keep his left arm still attached to his body. His optics were gradually dimming.
Sunstreaker stared with wide optics in horror. / Sides! /
/ S-Sunny… I-It … hurts-s… can't… / Sideswipe's voice cracked up.
/ Sides! / Sunstreaker Shouted. / Sides! /
Sunstreaker winced in pain as he felt his brother's spark disappearing in his own spark. The bond that they shared was now crippling in front of his optics. When twins shared the same spark, for Cybertronians it was a bond like no other. If one spark was gone, it would affect the other. The pain was worse than any injury he had gotten in battle; it was agonizing at a shocking point, that for a split second he thought he had been offlined.
/ Sunny! Incoming! / Blitzout warned.
Barely scraping his outer protoform armor, Sunstreaker cursed as he activated another shield that had been previously dismissed by the last blast he took. Slag those blasted Decepticons! But he couldn't care less about the others around him; he speeded towards his brother, stopping his pod from spiraling out of control.
/ Sides! Wake up! Don't you dare leave me here! / His voice croaked. His main processor was racing out of control. / Why did you have to be so reckless?! /
/ Keep in formation! / Prowl ordered.
/ You friggin' nuts, Prowl?! / Skidz shouted at his current commander. / Sides is down, big bot! /
/ Yeah! We ain't gonna leave him to die! / Mudflap added in.
The femmes and Jolt also took their arguments personally to Prowl as he flinched at the number of transmissions and volume so high it nearly fried his circuits.
/ Fine! Everyone in defense postion! We're going with them! / Prowl ordered reluctantly.
However Sunstreaker saw this as a flaw, he and his brother were going to get everyone else offlined. The proton blasts would have them with a better accuracy as they were grouping together. / What are you all doing?! You're all going to get yourselves killed! /
/ We're trying to protect you, you 'aft! / Acree bickered.
Sunstreaker was fuming. / I know that! But it's not what I meant! /
There was a frantic quarrel between Sunstreaker and the others. Even though Prowl was correct to stay together in order to get to their destination, Blitzout couldn't help but agree that their current position now was going to kill them all. Swiftly he went towards Sunny and flew right in front of Sideswipe holding on his pod.
~( Sunny, I'm going to soften Sideswipe's landing for the atmosphere. )~ Before Sunstreaker complained, Blizout told him ~( No buts, I'm going to get my 'aft fragged by Prowl for this but hey, we always do get in trouble together in our pranks. Don't make me regret I didn't join you guys this time. )~
Good old Blitzout. What could he do without that bot? Yet, there was still no way to separate the others to the formation as before. Was this it? They were all going to die together?
~( Sunstreaker! )~ Silverstar tried as loud as she could to get the bot's attention. ~( Hey!)~
~( What?! )~ Sunstreaker finally responded to the femme.
~( Sunny, I can get them to go back into the right direction. But I have to use my turbo thrusters of my protoform. )~ she explained.
~( Have your processors malfunctioned?! )~ Sunstreaker said in shock. ~( You'll be good as offlined if you do that and come with us! )~ It was an equivalent of draining their energon resources dry for battle. She won't be able to use her weapons when they landed.
~( It's the ONLY way now we could at least make sure that everyone else survives!)~ Silverstar argued. ~( If they keep following us, Optimus won't have any Autobots answering his call! )~
Sunny grumbled. ~( I don't have any resolve to get away from Sides, not when his spark is fading, and even if it means I will get offlined myself. Blitzout chose to disobey Prowl's orders for Sides. You still have a chance to live, if you go with us you'll be separated from the other femmes. There's no way of going back. )~ He was never good at facing femmes, but he didn't want them to get hurt as much as Sides had felt about them.
~( Sides got injured because he was protecting us femmes! )~ Silverstar shot back. ~( And I'm the only one who has the ability to use my thrusters in protoform to full capacity. The other femmes don't have my ability! It's the least I could do to pay Sides back, and this is MY choice! Stop being such a stubborn 'aft!)~
Surprised at her reaction, Sunstreaker took another approach. ~( You sure you want to come with us? )~ he asked hesitantly through the blasts in space.
~( Yes. )~ Silverstar said with her voice hard as she confirmed her resolve.
Sunstreaker with no other choice then gravely said, ~( …Do it. )~
With all the strength she could muster and her energon levels going dangerously low, she shoved everyone else to the left with a swipe by her turbo thrusters making sure their velocity headed to Optimus' coordinates and in turn swiped her group in the opposite direction. If every one of them were following them now, they would be all killed by the Decepticons.
The other femmes had looked at her in horror on what she did, they were screaming on top of their com links. Flareup was in hysterics as her audio processor was filled with anguish and cries. Prowl and Jolt were barking out they were supposed to stick to the plan, they weren't to separate. The minor twins wailed in grief seeing the older twins disappearing before their optics as well as their friends who were at their age.
/ Sorry. It's the only way. / Silverstar said sadly as the last transmission link that she could send to her fellow Autobots. It was the only way she made sure she was the only one following the twins, and Blitzout. As long as they were with Prime, they probably won't be in any immediate danger.
~( Thanks Silverstar. )~ Sunny said in a grim voice as he saw the group being diverged into two. ~( Couldn't have done that without you. )~
Silverstar only gave a click of agreement as she joined in Blitzout to help Sideswipe through the atmosphere so he won't burn his casings now that the bot was no longer conscious. Sunstreaker had still taken the rear, making sure that no more shots were going to get near his brother, Silverstar, and Blitzout.
There was a sudden painful boom of explosion that it took out their navigational processors and main communication processors were out. Sunny cringed, 'It keeps getting worse by the astro-second'. They were so slagged (screwed by Earth terms). There was no way to contact the other Autobots later and no navigation at all meant they had no clue to they would be going.
Meanwhile on the other side, in that worst hour, Prowl's spark shuddered in fear, dread, and shame as he and the remaining Autobots were head down towards Tranquility, Nevada, USA.
The others were separated, injured, one of them was near death… and they were all falling to the other side of the continent… far from help…
Switzerland
Rural Area, Car Junkyard
18:15 Hours Local Time
Nero Sparda couldn't really believe this… it was going to take forever.
And somewhat an ironic truth, devils did have the time as to forever. As more metals had been teleported to the 'basement', it still wasn't enough to what they had really needed to make the Aerialbots come out of their stasis. For the last hour, they had been sorting out which metals that could be used and those that were just far out of use. 'Nothing interesting…as usual,' Nero sighed as the sun set in the west had finally disappeared from sight.
The youngest son of Sparda took in the people working around him. Dante and Lily were on one side of the place looking into some cars that had been recently thrown in. His eldest brother was with his fiancé on the opposite side with a metal scanner he created to mark down which metals they would carry back to the Sparda mansion. Trish was operating a magnetic crane that was used to pick up and dump the metals on their 'bring the metal home' pile. As for Kyrie was doing most of the cataloging and listing how much they were taking back with Lady not too far away barking orders at some other demon hunters who had been paid to help out.
With the many demon hunters that had come together, their demon hunting organization pretty much now had a system that willed them to have shifts on pretty much in nearly every large city around the globe, including the base they had in New York (Dante's shabby office building). Lucia was in charge while they were gone in setting up their main base in Switzerland. So, their 'metal junk gathering' wasn't bothering the demon hunting business.
Nero was very surprised that the Switzerland government was willing to be the founder and head of the supernatural world power, unlike America who did not have any official representatives from the parliament that was involved with the supernatural. Well, they did have Sparda… that was one thing, and they were close allies to Italy (their next door neighbor), which at this point housed the oldest and most powerful vampire clan in the world. The third son of Sparda applauded the government that everything they had been doing kept everything neutral (which they had a knack for). He remembered being highly amazed that they had persuaded the vampire population to create a way to not feed on humans, instead they created cloned blood packs to feed themselves as well as helping out in the world Red Cross organization for increased blood supply to the world blood banks. Another fact, as they probably have the largest database on the supernatural and the Vatican couldn't do much about it… And to top it off, in the real world they didn't have any conflicts regarding to any war with other countries.
Touché
"Hey! Nero!" Dante called from the other side of the yard. "Give me a hand will ya!"
Nero quickly jumped a few leaps towards his brother, "Coming!"
Hardly getting any closer to Dante, there was a sudden explosion which made an earthquake impact knocking most of the people off their feet, and even Nero off in the air...
'BOOM!'
A few more followed which pretty much had made everyone go into a panic.
Out of the meteorites came out large robotic aliens with guns and blasters.
Soon the war zone emerged a flash of blasts were all over the place.
Nero recovered himself off the floor. He hid behind a pile of tires as he looked at what seemed to be five sinister looking robots headed their way shooting at them and as well other robots were shooting at the ones walking to them. "Shit." As if the Cybertronians at home weren't enough to handle, the hostile ones they were looking at now weren't making it any easier. He immediately prepared his gun, Blue Rose and made a few shots. The bullets didn't come close to making a dent to their armor. "Dante! We got a problem here! Bullet guns don't work!"
Trish along with Kyrie was evacuating their work with the demon hunters as swiftly as they could. They knew it was better off to get to safety then get in the way of large alien robots. Lily was in charge of teleporting the demon hunters back to the mansion to safety.
Dante had tried a charged up shot with his black gun Ebony. It worked, but it only made a hole through the body and it seemed to make the sinister looking bot angrier. 'At least I tried,' the devil hunter shrugged. 'I got to make better fire arms next time and get the ammunition up to par.' He knew very well there was no way he could keep charging up his guns with demonic energy.
"Kid! Try charging up your gun!" Dante suggested to his younger brother. "Give me a little cover!" He ran from his hiding place as he found Rebellion a distance away, as it was thrown quite far to the explosion impacts. On the way, he met up with Lady who was running in the same direction.
"Isn't this the part where we meet the babe who was the shooting star and gape at her?" Dante shouted as he dodged another blast as a Cybertronian was advancing toward them trying to talk 'breaking the ice' style but was doing a horrible job at it. "Lady, get your freaking rocket launcher right NOW!" He swore to himself for being stupid not to bring his most explosive devil arm Pandora's Box with him, just when he needed it the most…
"I'm running Dante, don't remind me!" She yelled in adrenaline just nearly and barely being hit by flying shrapnel. She ran towards her motorcycle and did not look back.
The red clad demon ran to where Rebellion was. If he couldn't make a dent with his guns or just holes in 'em… at least he'll find a way to mutilate those bots into pieces.
Vergil muttered a few curses in the demon language as he hid behind one of the junkyard walls created by trash with Linarien. Why did Dante have to mention that idiotic human movie 'Stardust' in the middle of the ruckus? It seemed old 'Fate' wanted them to play the game of meeting Cybertronians like his father did… but he did NOT appreciate the fact he was to be blasted off in mid battle. He summoned Yamato to his hand and quickly assessed the situation. Where were the friendlies? Or were they all foes?
He remembered that every Autobot or Decepticon always had their symbol somewhere on their bodies to show their allegiance. Unfortunately in all the chaos and they hadn't yet have alt forms yet… there was no way knowing who was on whose side. And for the most part, they were blasting each other to death wasn't really helping on showing who they swore to.
"Vergil!" Linarien tapped Vergil's shoulder quickly. "Look! Over there! There's one that hasn't come out of its pod, it's severely injured!"
The half-devil's head darted as there was a smaller bot trying to help its comrade out. 'Helping or affection is definitely not a trait usually shown by Decepticons. So, those two must be Autobots,' Vergil thought. 'Two down, a couple more to go.'
Vergil looked at her in the eyes with a serious gaze, "Head over to them, they probably need your help now. I'll be helping the others. Be careful."
Linarien dashed away to the injured, Vergil headed in the other direction towards the bot that had its back in front of him.
'Blast the humans being at the wrong place at the wrong time!' Sunstreaker swore in his mind. Optimus had said they were innocent and they needed to be protected, but he wasn't expecting the situation escalated to the point that his twin was down, Blitzout wasn't in much a good shape as he was, and Silverstar wasn't going to be much of a help in fire power against five 'Cons with her energon on severely low levels. There was no way he could protect the humans when his brother's life on the line as well as his teammates. Oh, Primus… he desperately wished for some miracle to make it through…
Unexpectedly one of the humans had come near to his foot beside him, trying to get his attention. He ignored the human and shot another blast hitting one of the 'Cons in the leg.
"YOU THERE!" Vergil roared making sure the bot had heard him this time.
'That's it!' Sunstreaker seethed. He just couldn't take it any longer.
"GET AWAY SQUISHY!" Sunstreaker roared back in a threat as he finally snapped. "YOU'RE GOING END UP AS SHOOTING TARGETS IF YOU STAY HERE! OR I'll SHOOT YOU MYSELF!"
However, the 'human' in blue clothes held his ground, his eyes locked into the optics of Sunstreaker and shouted with great urgency, "Are you an Autobot or Decepticon?!"
Sunstreaker couldn't believe what he was hearing through his audio receivers…
TO BE CONTINUED…
The plot thickens, action is in… and we have a Cliffhanger…
Btw, Waybreaker may not have gotten himself in the Revenge of the Fallen Movie yet he does make an appearance as he is a playable character in the PS3 game and is in the toyline.
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