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"Another Mini-Con? Yay! I can't wait to see more of them! I bet they all look so different!" Sunblade's optics glimmered again as she dashes instantly to the Warp Gate.
"They do," Optimus agreed with a nod. "But don't let that distract you when we find them, this is a serious business."
"I know," she sighed. "But...they are so cute."
"I think their cute too," Alexis spoke up from Hot Shot's cab as the boys rolled their eyes and grinned.
As everyone got into the warp room, they all one by one transformed into their alt forms.
"Initiating Warp drive," Red Alert said as the machine roared to life.
"Launch," Optimus commanded and a second later they were shooting through the Warp portal.
In almost what felt like a short moment, one by one they had warped to the coordinates that were punched in. "Ugh, I'm still not used to warping... But it's really peaceful around here..." Sunblade moved a little high into the air and transformed to her bot mode, activating her thrusters as she looked around.
"It's beautiful," sighed Alexis as the boys stared around, it was very desolated.
"I think we might be in Canada," suggested Rad. "It looks like the tundra."
"We are indeed," Red Alert agreed as he started scanning the surrounding area.
"We'd better spread out," Optimus said. "We've got a lot of ground to cover, kids; you'd better go with Hot Shot. Sunblade, can you scout up ahead?"
"Sure!" She said cheerfully, converting back into her F-15 and gunned her engines as she shot forth.
"She's some girl," Carlos whistled as Hot Shot laughed. "She sure is Carlos."
"If only she isn't so afraid of us..." Alexis said with concern, sighing. "She's a really cheerful person, easy to get along with."
"Hey, she'll warm up to you," Hot Shot assured them. "Not many transformers ever met organics so she's probably just unsure about how to act."
"Her sister seems to like us more," Rad said thoughtfully. "Is that odd for a Decepticon?"
"Well, she's only been a Decepticon for a cycle or two," Hot Shot said, a shrug in his voice. "So, I suppose she's not a real 'Con yet."
Alexis kept her eyes peeled for anything as the boys chatted away with Hot Shot, her thoughts were on Nightblade. While she remembered seeing her emotionless expression, it still occurred to her that it seemed like she only had that expressionless look as a mask. ~Could that be her way of shyness unlike Sunblade?~
She actually hoped she could see Nightblade again, without the other Decepticons there of course. She especially didn't like that brute Megatron, it was because of him that the Mini-Cons had been forced to flee their home world as he wanted to enslave them.
The comm' then flared to life, Sunblade's voice heard. /A-Anyone there? I think I found the Decepticons! Forgive me, I'm still new to using a comm'...!/ Sounds of blasters firing were heard slightly in the background.
"Sunblade, take evasive actions," Optimus ordered over the comm, he was clearly racing to her location. "I'll cover you. Hot Shot, you and the kids continue searching for the Mini-Cons, Red Alert and I are going to engage the Decepticons."
"Yes, sir!" Hot Shot responded.
"I hope Sunblade will be alright," Rad said as he looked at his two friends. "Being new to war..."
"She'll be fine, at least she can fly," Hot Shot said. "Besides, Megatron will be totally focused on Optimus, he always goes for him."
In another part of the area, Red Alert finally caught up with Optimus Prime as in sight they found Sunblade flying towards them but being chased by Cyclonus. In front of them on the ground were the other Decepticons.
"Red Alert, help Sunblade, I'll take care of the others," Optimus ordered and Red Alert instantly obeyed, shooting straight for Cyclonus before transforming and firing at the helicopter.
Cyclonus dodged the first few hits from Red Alert but was instantly hit by the next set of lasers on his side, causing him to transform and focus on the CMO as Sunblade got far enough and transformed. At will, both her wings formed into a two-handed sword, gunning her thrusters as she charged towards him.
"Hey!" she shrieked. "Over here, you big lug."
"What?" Cyclonus yelped before spotting. "Hey baby, what's your problem?"
"Hmph, what's my problem!? You are!" Sunblade continued swinging her sword towards Cyclonus though she wasn't swinging as fast enough, not used to the weight of her own weapon.
"Ahh," she cried as her momentum meant she crashed into Cyclonus instead of her weapon.
"Argh," Cyclonus yelped as they both went spinning out of control, heading straight towards the ground.
Optimus was busy focused on Megatron and Demolisher, but strangely he wondered where the two seekers were? His optics widened as he figured out where they could've possibly gone.
"Hot Shot, watch out, we're missing the Seekers," he called urgently over the comm, unable to do more as Megatron was upon him.
"Got it sir," Hot Shot replied before telling the kids grimly. "Looks like we're about to get some company kids, you'd better hold on."
They nodded, immediately noticing they were already on the radar and coming towards them at full speed.
"Here they come!" Rad cried.
"Alright, get ready," Hot Shot called, increasing his speed so that the Seekers wouldn't catch up to them so quickly.
Their blasters flared to life as they tried to shoot down Hot Shot but his speed proved almost too fast for their blasters to catch him. Though it seemed they stopped where as they sped on forward, planning something else.
"Oh man, that's close!" Carlos said as he saw them stopped firing, but didn't get why they were speeding ahead of them. "I don't get it, they stopped firing but...?"
Alexis watched as Nightblade and Starscream flew over them and now they were in front of them as they reverted back to their bot forms. "Hot Shot, look out!" She gasped.
"Hold on," he commanded, swerving to one side and going into a spin, making it harder for the Seekers to hit him but also meaning he couldn't continue fleeing.
The kids all screamed and were very relieved when Hot Shot managed to stop.
"Everyone out, use Laserbeak to get under cover, I'll take care of them," he commanded opening his doors.
The kids all scrambled out and took cover near some large trees nearby; Rad pulled out Laserbeak from his pocket and told the command to find the Mini-Con. They watched as Hot Shot transformed and started engaging the Decepticon Seekers who were working surprisingly well together. Hot Shot was only just able to hold his own against them.
On the other side of the Tundra, Megatron and Demolisher were occupied with Optimus and Red Alert while Cyclonus was still occupied with Sunblade, who are both on the ground; both engaged in melee except Sunblade had been disarmed of her weapon.
"Hahahaha, a cute little thing like you shouldn't go around swinging something too big for you!" Cyclonus cackled as he dodged and sometimes blocked Sunblade's fists, having too much fun to even return a punch.
"I'll show you who's cute," she snarled, trying to punch his laughing face but unfortunately, only hitting his chest.
"Ha, ha, hey, why don't you come over to our side?" he asked, trying to look enticing. "Me and you could have a lot of fun if you did, baby."
"Me? Join you? Not a chance!" With another punch attempted, Cyclonus dodged then grabbed her wrist and twisted her arm, now behind her and keeping her firmly still as she tried to squirm free but the helicopter's grip was too strong for her.
"Hmph, such a shame... I really would hate to hurt you but I sadly must," His cackling tone now sounding serious.
"Let go of me!" she hissed, still squirming.
"Not until you show me some respect," he growled, holding her arm tightly so she couldn't get away. "Unless you're on our side, the right side that means I can do whatever I like to you."
"Don't you dare," she gasped, squirming madly.
"Cyclonus, quit messing around," Megatron suddenly barked. "Either take her out or look for the Mini-Con."
"Yes sir..." He grumbled as he throws Sunblade roughly to the ground before transforming into the air and taking off to search for the Mini-Con.
Meanwhile, Nightblade and Starscream were still engaged with fighting Hot Shot. The Femme dashing towards him every time he's distracted, trying to get close enough to land one of her daggers on him.
"Hey, watch it," Hot Shot yelped, as one of her blades almost buried its self in his shoulder.
"Uhh, almost," she ground out; he was so quick she could barely get close enough to do anything.
"Just keep at him," ordered Starscream, still firing at Hot Shot.
She continued, backing up every time Hot Shot aimed his blaster at her and reflecting most of the blasts while sometimes getting hit. Again, she lunged at him again with her daggers very quickly using her thrusters to give her a little extra speed, swinging them swiftly towards him.
"Ahh," he cried as she finally managed to score a hit even if it was only on his arm.
"Hot Shot," the kids cried before ducking as Starscream glanced in their direction. Thankfully, he wasn't interested in them right now.
Cautiously, Nightblade backed up a few steps, her stance still indicating she's still planning to attack.
Hot Shot gritted his teeth, his wound was bleeding but he ignored it. He carefully backed away from both Seekers, hoping that the Mini-Con would be found soon. He was only just managing to keep them away. Nightblade sidestepped in a motion of circling, keeping her grip firm on her daggers, optics dimming in a manner of squinting, beginning snarl as her fangs begun to reveal.
Hot Shot stared in surprise at her fangs; they uncomfortably reminded him of Megatron's.
Just before Nightblade could strike, she could hear Carlos calling out to Optimus and Red Alert on the comm' that Laserbeak found the Mini-Con, which left her open as Hot Shot saw this and attacked. Nightblade was too late in noticing this as she was brought to the ground in a yelp before she could defend herself.
Hot Shot stood grimly over her for a moment before kicking away her daggers and then suddenly transforming and racing for the kids. Of course, Starscream was after him in a moment but he did manage to snatch them up and drive away.
~Ouch...~ She scrambled back up to her feet, retrieving her daggers as she turns them back to her Horizontal Stabilizers. After a short run, she leapt into the air and transformed, gunning her engines. ~I won't let you get away, Autobot...~
"Hold on kids," Hot Shot said as he revved his engines, shooting away to the Mini-Con location.
Nightblade and Starscream continued chasing after Hot Shot while also keeping an optic of where they're going, until they noticed something sparkling green out in the distance. She spoke to Starscream privately on the comm.
/What's that glow? Is that a Mini-Con?/ She questioned.
/Yes, we must get it,/ Starscream said urgently.
Without a word, she slightly distanced away from Starscream's side and shot forward after the glowing Mini-Con, but as she was drawing closer, she saw some blaster shots in her direction as she quickly dodged, halting as she looked around wondering who fired those shots.
"Who's there!?" She demanded emotionlessly.
"Who do you think?" came a voice and she spun around to see Sunblade standing there, blaster in hand.
"Why you...!" Nightblade's machine gun blasters flared to life as she shot towards her sister in a straight line as she flew towards her direction. Sunblade also raced for her, both of them completely forgetting about the Mini-Cons. Both had several hits but they paid them little heed as they collided with each other.
"I won't let you get the Mini-Con, Sunblade!" She growled, converting to her 'bot mode, willing her daggers to appear while Sunblade did the same and willing her two-handed sword to also appear.
"And I won't let you get it either," Sunblade declared hotly. "You're not going to enslave those Mini-Cons."
Nightblade struggled to defend herself from Sunblade's heavy two-handed weapon, but knowing she wouldn't be able to hold on for long until her younger twin sister finds an opening. She was having trouble trying to land a blow but eventually had her defences broken with Sunblade giving her a powerful swing and then a slash starting from the right wing, the shoulder, going down over the chest and ending to the thigh.
Yelping in pain while Nightblade somewhat countered with her left blade leaving a gash into Sunblade's shoulder before she began to fall, spiralling out of control. She plunged towards the ground, alarms ringing through her systems as she fought to control her fall. She screamed, she was sure he was going to hit the hard, cold ground when...someone caught her at the last moment.
"Starscream!" she gasped
"I've got you," he said firmly, holding her bridal style in his arms.
"I...I wasn't strong enough," she gasped, pain almost over whelming her
"You weren't too bad, I saw the whole thing," He said while flying towards the ground.
"Sunblade's... Going to get the Mini-Con..." She roughly spoke out, pointing in the direction of her sister.
"Probably," he said with a grimace. "But there are many more, we will get it next time."
"M-Megatron's going... to be angry... Argh..." Nightblade gasped, struggling to keep conscious.
Meanwhile, both sides of the factions soon arrived to see Sunblade nearing closer to the Mini-Con. Both were on opposite sides of each other.
"M-Megatron sir, look! The Mini-Con but there's an Autobot close to it!" Demolisher spoke, pointing in the direction.
Cyclonus was eager to get Sunblade, despite he was now too injured to fly, he surely could still use his blasters.
"Don't worry sir, I'll get it," he called out loud, firing up his blasters and aiming them right at Sunblade.
As Cyclonus' blasters flared to life, Sunblade could hear them trailing up from below on the rocky walls and heading towards her as she tries to get away but wasn't fast enough due to her injury as she begin to fly a bit awkward, one of her thrusters was shot while one of Cyclonus' shots hit near the Mini-Con, causing it to go flying out alongside the bits of rubble.
"Ahhh," she yelped, she had crashed to the ground and the Mini-Con was out of reach. "No...the Mini-Con."
"I've got it," came a voice and Hot Shot shot straight towards it.
Demolisher charged in as he shouted. "No, you don't, Autobot!" He raised one of his hands and fired at Hot Shot, Cyclonus was also following in.
~Nngh... If only I weren't... Injured...~ Nightblade struggled to get up, but only for her wounds to worsen as she grunted.
"Stay still, your injuries," Starscream reminded her as Red Alert charged after Demolisher and Cyclonus.
Inside Hot Shot, the kids yelped as their friend was shot at some were hitting him.
"I don't think so, Prime." Megatron whispered to himself in a dangerous tone as he began to powerlinkx with his Mini-Con, the entire mount of his tank mode swung over from his back to his stomach and he began firing at Red Alert and Optimus.
"Get down," Optimus roared as everything exploded around them.
"Enjoying yourself, Prime?" Megatron laughed as the sheer power of his cannon shot him backwards.
Nightblade could see everyone was distracted, then her optics turned towards Starscream, whispering. "I think it would be wise to get the Mini-Con while Megatron, Demolisher, and Cyclonus are distracting the others..." Looking over at the spot where the Mini-Con's glowing is visible.
"Hmm, good plan but can you handle it?" he questioned.
"Not a problem, my other arm's still functional..." Nightblade said, shyly looking away.
"Perfect, get ready to shoot," Starscream stated as he flew at the Mini-con shield.
Immediately, Nightblade drew her blaster out as told.
"Hey!" Hot Shot yelped as he saw the Seekers coming right for them. "Slag!"
Aiming, Nightblade fired towards Hot Shot. He yelled as it hit one of his tires and he went spinning out of control, all his passengers screaming as he overturned and crashed. Ceasing her fire, the Femme looked over her shoulder, seeing the Mini-Con in sight.
"Shall we grab the Mini-Con?" She asked.
"Yes, take it and we shall warp back to base, the others will follow," Starscream commanded.
With a nod, she holstered the blaster so that her hand can be free to grab the Mini-Con shield. Waiting for the right moment for Starscream to fly in closer so she could snatch it when in range.
"I...I got it," she cried, finally managing to pluck the Mini-Con up from the shattered ground.
Megatron ceased fire as he heard Nightblade's voice and caught sight of the Mini-Con in her hands. With a smirk, he turned towards Optimus. "Looks like I won this time, Prime. Retreat!" He commanded to his troops as he warped away.
"This time Megatron," Optimus stated grimly as he picked himself up before running over to Hot Shot.
Back at the moon base, everyone reappeared at the Warp Gate. Nightblade however was losing consciousness as she's lost too much Energon, however her grip was still firm on the Mini-Con but not too hard.
"I've got you," Starscream said gently as Megatron swaggered over.
"Not bad," he said approvingly, taking the Mini-Con from her slack grip. "Starscream, take her to the Med Bay, I'll look after the Mini-Con."
"Yes sir." He said, taking Nightblade to her Med Bay.
Once they were out of sight of others, Nightblade had a disappointed look on her face, not wanting to look at Starscream. "This is just great... I'm not sure if I'll be able to fly again for a while, since Sunblade's weapon also got my wing."
"It doesn't matter, you did well, you pleased Megatron," he assured her. "It's possible there won't be another Mini-Con signal for a while anyway."
"I guess," She shrugged.
Eventually, they reached Nightblade's Med Bay.
"Here," he said, laying her on a thankfully clean berth. "I'll get you something."
"I... I Think I'm fine... I know how to tend to my own injuries..." She responded, looking away.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
Nightblade responded with a nod.
"Alright, I'd better see Megatron about the battle," he said softly and left her to it.
"Thank you..." She whispered, watching him take his leave.
She collapsed back against the berth; she could not believe the battle that had taken place. They were all banged up and in her case, injured and yet they had won the Mini-Con. But it was obvious now every Mini-Con was going to be extremely hard to procure, if this cycle was any example. Probably more as she and her sister got more skilled at fighting.
After gathering her thoughts, she began to tend to her wounds, almost completely forgetting about them. However, she could not reach the wound on her wing. ~Can't reach...~ She thought to herself, sighing. Stubbornly, she decided to leave it alone as she carefully got off the berth and started to search for anymore blank datapads she could use to occupy herself until she is needed.
"Do you require a hand?"
She gasped and spun around to see a little Mini-Con she'd never seen before. And with a start, she realised that this was the Mini-Con they'd rescued.
"Uh... Well..." Pausing for a few moments, surprised about how small the Mini-Cons are, being just about the same height of the kids. "I would love that... We Seekers mostly have a difficult time reaching for our wings if they were damaged, or any other sorts..." She replied nervously in a babble, trying not to break out of her emotionless state.
"I used to work at a Medical centre," the Mini-Con told her. "I can fix your wing."
"Oh," she said, suddenly feeling more confident about this. "Thank you."
"I'm First Aid," he explained as he came over.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, First Aid." She knelt down as she formally spoke in her noble manners which still clung to her even though she became a Decepticon. Holding out her hand so the Mini-Con could climb up.
"It's a pleasure to meet you ma'am," he said respectively as she placed him on the berth with her.
"My name is Nightblade," she said, as the Mini-Con grabbed what he needed.
The Femme Seeker relaxed as First Aid tended to her wound, almost so soothing she could fall into recharge. A smile forming on her lips.
"Tell me," She began, speaking softly in her normal tone low enough to hopefully catch no one's audio receptors. "Why were both factions using you guys for tools...? You all look so innocent and harmless... I feel bad for you all..." She turned her head, looking over at First Aid.
"We're all highly skilled," he said with a shrug. "We were created to be workers and it's what we enjoy doing. Not all treated us bad, bots on both sides were kind to us but they started using us for power ups so that they could fight. It became too much for us and we decided to flee. The war was tearing Cybertron apart."
Nightblade's optics widened, then her face turned to a saddened expression.
"I'm so sorry to hear... I can't believe all of this happened... Sadly I never knew of the war... I was put in a Stasis pod by my creators as the same with my younger twin, Sunblade. Unlike others, I would never use anyone as tools or weapons... Well, I was mostly a noble citizen during my time..." She trailed off, looking away as she sighed. "I heard from one of them that your kind often would partner up with a fellow Transformer?"
"That's right," he said with a nod. "We become their partner and we can combine with them, giving them increased power and abilities. In a battle, having a Mini-Con can tip the edge in your favour."
"Ah, I see, I see... You have already chosen a partner I believe... Well, a guess," She shrugged, reaching over for a datapad on her side and started to get to work, some of her datapads were on researching about the humans. "And... Well... I'd like to offer in thanks of repairing my wing... You're always free to assist me in my Med Bay; I just hope you can forgive me for keeping the lights very dim... My eyes do not work too well in the light or sunlight..."
"It would be nice to have an assistant." She finished with a smile.
He smiled a very warm smile, and said.
"I would be honoured to assist you."
Eventually, First Aid finished repairing the wound on Nightblade's wing, telling her he has finished as he stepped back for her to sit up.
"Oh wow, I don't feel any more pain! You're a great Medical Officer, First Aid. Thanks," She spoke with a hint of a giggle in her words.
"You're welcome," he said before adding. "It's good to be working in a Med Bay again."
"I have to admit though..." She spoke shyly. "I'm... Actually still an amateur in the Medical Officer thing. While I have studied it during my time before the war erupted, I was often pulled away to be introduced to other Mechs to take as my bonded... I would often never have a chance to continue learning anymore during those times until the whole Stasis Pod thing...," Nightblade said with a sigh. "What I worry about is if anyone got too severely injured... That's where I'm in the worry zone." Slowly, she got off the berth, offering her hand again. "I'm planning for a walk outside on the moon around the base for a bit, would you like to come with me as we talk?"
"That would be nice," he said, accepting her offer by jumping onto her hand. "I am fully trained so I can direct you if there is ever a serious situation. Although I imagine most of the Mechs here have basic first aid, perhaps one of them has a touch more skill if there is an emergency."
"I guess... I'm still not really acquainted with most of the Mechs... Well I'm often sometimes speaking with Starscream but not much," Nightblade gently letting First Aid sit on her shoulder as she heads on out, looking for the exit of the base, still not familiar with some parts of the base but it wouldn't hurt to explore.
"Also... My apologies if I spoke in... An emotionless tone... I'm often like that when I don't know or trust someone... I hope you can forgive me... I'm also like this around the 'Cons to hide my fear..." Whispering as she finished before turning her tone more to emotionless in case anyone were to walk by.
"It's alright," First Aid assured her. "They are pretty intimidating I must admit, especially that Megatron."
"I can never understand that one... He's almost like this one Triple Changer I remember..." Shuddering as she then eyes a slightly opened hatch door, which lead to an exit. "Hmm..." Walking over towards it as she tries to budge it open which only groaned and creaked, echoing throughout the corridor as she winced in fear, stopping what she's doing. "M-Maybe I'll find another exit..."
"This ship is in a bad state," First Aid said softly. "It has been here a very long time."
"I've seen..." Nightblade continued then found another hole when seemed to be big enough for them to squeeze through. "Ah good, I just hope Megatron doesn't mind me walking around a little." Taking out her datapad, she began to pause every few minutes to do research on humans. "Have your kind heard of these organics before?" She asked, showing First Aid a hologram image of a human.
"I'm afraid not, are they native to that planet down below?" he questioned and she nodded.
"They appear to be the intelligent species on this organic planet," she explained. "The Autobots had three human children with them, I found them rather fascinating."
Nightblade began activating her thrusters as she flew up then gently landed on top of the ship cautiously, hoping it would hold her weight so that she could have First Aid get a better view of Earth. "Well, I'm not sure about the 'Cons but they probably don't share just about anything I find fascinating. I do find it strange that most of the planet is covered with what they call 'water'. It's nothing like that of Cybertron."
"It certainly isn't," gasped the Mini-Con, staring at the green and blue world. "It's beautiful, what's it like on the planet?"
"It's hard to explain," she said. "It seems like every time we warp to a new location, it's completely different to the last one."
Remembering, Nightblade pulled out another datapad which mostly had hologram images of hospitals, vehicles of ambulances and so on. "Here, I think in case, it would be recommended to have an earth vehicle... How about..." Pausing for a moment to pick out an Ambulance. "This one? I'm sure your kind can scan something and take on its form like we Transformers can."
"We can," he said with a smile and scanned the data pad.
Nightblade smiled in amazement as First Aid's body changed to resembling that of an ambulance as he finished scanning. "It suits you very much, like your name."
She giggled.
"Thank you," he chuckled. "It is quite a nice form, I'll enjoy using it."
Soon they could hear the sounds of blasters coming to life. Turning around, Nightblade could see that the Mechs are training again. "Looks like they're training. Unlike them I don't have any blasters but for one in my alt form sadly. I often have to rely on a handheld blaster." She watched Demolisher and Cyclonus blast a couple drones taking on holoforms of the Autobots.
"Don't they have any spare blasters?" First aid questioned and she shrugged, she hadn't thought to ask.
"Well I do have a sort of weapon but it's more suited for melee... I'm still no good but Starscream teaches me." After that, she willed her horizontal stabilizers to detach and form into daggers, hovering towards her hands as she grabs hold of them with a twirl, aiming the blades backwards. "They form from both my stabilizers."
After showing First Aid, she loosened her grip so that they would return to stabilizers. Slowly, she sat down to watch the training.
"I'm afraid I don't know anything about blade fighting or even fighting in general," he apologised. "I was only ever a Medic."
"You're not alone, I never was fond for fighting, the Medical Career was the only thing that mattered to me most," She responded. With a sigh, she then said. "I should probably let you down so you can resume your business... I don't know how Megatron would be if you didn't report to him or his partner. I certainly wouldn't want either of us to be hurt..." Standing up, she slowly leapt from the ship cautiously as to avoid First Aid slipping off as she slowly descended to the moon's dusty floor using her thrusters, heading inside to set First Aid down. "I think I'll train with my weapons for a while."
"Alright," he said with a nod. "Can I see you later?"
With a smile, Nightblade nodded. "You know where to find me."
"I do," he said with a chuckle before transforming and racing off.
With that, Nightblade decided to find herself a spot out of sight to practise, not feeling up to seeing any of the others while she trained. Instantly, she willed her stabilizers to form into her daggers. Twirling them, she fell deep into concentration and focus as she began practicing her attacks and moves while she became unaware of what's around her but just enough to know she won't accidentally hit the walls of the wrecked ship... Or base as the 'Cons now call it.
"Is Hot Shot going to be okay?" Alexis asked anxiously as Red Alert patched him up.
"He'll be fine," Red Alert said calmly as he sealed up a long tear.
"Man, I just don't get it." Carlos spoke. "That chica girl on the Decepticon's side... If she cares for us so much, I don't understand why she doesn't have a care about anyone else or her amigos... I'm also still worried about how extremely upset Sunblade was lookin'... She did not take the failed mission easy..."
"She certainly didn't," Rad said with a shiver, she'd been in a very mad mood when they'd returned to base.
The door slid open as Sunblade entered her mood now rather sad and depressed, no signs of anger and whatnot which showed she had calmed down. "Is... Is Hot Shot okay...?" She spoke in a worried tone.
"He's fine," Red Alert said even as Hot Shot let out a yelp of pain as another wound was sealed up.
"Alright, I'll... I'll go speak with Optimus." She took her leave as she heads down a corridor, wondering where could Optimus be as she looked and looked.
The kids wished they could say something to help her but she was still very shy around them. Instead, they stayed with Red Alert and Hot Shot hoping to offer any comfort they could.
After searching, Sunblade found Optimus observing in the Command Centre. "O... Optimus...?" She shyly spoke, both in a mixture of fear as she hid by an end of the wall to where the Autobot Leader could only see her peeping from behind and partially her wing.
"Sunblade? Is something wrong?" he questioned, staring at her partial wing.
Stiffening for a moment, Sunblade then stepped out and walked towards him, head lowered as she gave herself another pause then spoke. "I'm... Sorry...About earlier... When I blew a nerve earlier..." She stopped speaking again, still scared as Optimus noticed her shaking.
"Sunblade," he said gently. "I know this is all very new to you and it must be extremely stressful considering you are fighting against your twin sister."
"It is... Nightblade's never done this to me... I really hated having to give her that wound but what choice did I have...?" Pausing with a sigh. "I guess it would have to be like this for eons I suppose now with what they call fate..."
"Who knows," Optimus said gently. "Perhaps she will join us at some point. Or this war will not last that long and you will be reunited."
With a nod, Sunblade then gave a datapad to Optimus. "I don't know if you war types tend to want information on a specific 'bot, but this is all I've written about Nightblade. If you want it..."
"Thank you," he said with a nod. "We do need to know all we can about our enemy," He paused before saying. "I am sorry."
"It's... Alright, I think I'll be fine now, I'll be in the training room sharpening my skills." Sunblade then excused herself formally and politely, like Nightblade, she still had formal nobility still running in her circuits."
Optimus stared after her, feeling sadness coiling through his systems. Here two Femmes had been spared the war but it had all been for nought, not only were they involved in the War now but they were on opposing sides. He wished he could do something for them but he couldn't.
While Sunblade entered the training room, she willed her wings to form into her two-handed weapon. Before she began, she thought to herself wondering if anyone would offer teaching her, as she's never seen anyone use a melee weapon, she's only seen the Autobots use their own blasters fixed to their bodies.
She grimaced, if none of them knew how to use blades, she'd be forced to teach herself. Never mind, she did enjoy finding out things for herself.
Her weapon was indeed heavy, but knowing she had to get used to the feel of the weight, figure out how to manoeuvre her body with ease to avoid getting hit too much while wielding it in battle. She started to wonder if her weapon could deflect most of the blaster ammunition fired towards her. Shaking her head, ~Probably not...~ She thought to herself as she continued giving her weapon a few swings.
Slowly, she started to swing the weapon about, trying to learn the feel for it. Sometimes, it felt like it might fly out of her hands but other times, it felt like a dead weight.
After a few earth hours, she began to stop, deciding to take a break as she lets go of her weapon, which instantly transformed back to her wings. "Phew, I could have a nice cube of Energon right now..." She left the training room, searching for the rec room.
When she reached it, she saw Hot Shot was all better and actually drinking a cube. He was alone, Red Alert and Hotshot were elsewhere and she couldn't see the human children at all.
"Hey," he greeted with a smile. "How are you doing?"
Sunblade shook her head a bit, clearing her thoughts as she got herself an Energon Cube and walked over to Hot Shot. "I'm alright, mind if... I could sit with you?"
"Sure, grab a seat," he said cheerfully, gulping down some Energon.
Sunblade pulls up a chair as she sat down at the same table. "How are you feeling?" She asked, sipping her cube.
Hot Shot shrugged. "I'm alright, this is nothing new," he assured her, pointing at a weld mark.
"Oh... Sorry if I asked... As Optimus may have told you, this is still all new to me... Plus I worry heavily of others..." Her tone sounding more sad despite she tried to keep her cheerful personality up.
"I'll... I'll try harder next time... To help those Mini-Cons," She finished a hint of determination shown on her face and tone.
"Hey, don't worry about it," he assured her. "We all started out as rookies at some point, you'll pick it up soon enough."
"Thank you." She responded very formally. "If... I could ask... Um... What got you into the war...? I-I know it's strange of me but..." She stopped, wasn't sure what to say. Sighing as she lowered her head embarrassed herself.
"Well, uh," he said, a little taken aback. "Just about everyone is involved in the war, unless their doing something vital like producing Energon or other supplies. Just about everyone joins up."
"I see... I wonder if... Maybe..." Sunblade pausing herself again. "I wonder if maybe... Optimus or Red Alert could help me find out what became of Nightblade and mine's creators...? Well, I'm not sure if anyone knows their names..." Losing herself in thoughts.
"I'm sure we can try," he said kindly. "I'm sorry we didn't think earlier to look for them."
Sunblade shook her head. "No, it is my fault, I wasn't still fully aware of things much until when I saw Nightblade again, and then things just started to clear up...Must've been whatever substance must have been injected into me... I only remember at the same time with Nightblade, being in a Med Bay... Then... Everything went black."
"Huh, I don't think I've heard of that happening," Hot Shot said. "I know a few families fled but most remained, staying deep in our territories...and theirs."
"I can only hope they aren't in the Decepticon's territories... I should go see if Red Alert kept medical records of them maybe if I mentioned their names. Thank you very much for the chatting." She said with another formal tone as she got up and left, but then stopped as she turned to look at Hot Shot again. "I have something to ask... Do you think when you have free time... Could you teach me a few things about hand-to-hand or more on using blasters?"
"Sure, I'd be happy to do that," he said with a smile.
She smiled and made a gesture of gratitude that nobles used before departing. Sunblade made her way over to the door of Red Alert's Med Bay. She gently knocked at the door, doing so in case he might be busy.
"Enter," came his voice and she went in, a thought striking.
"I'm sorry to bother you, I was wondering if you could help me find out what happened to my creators?"
"Hmm, well, I can search for them in our database," he offered and she nodded.
"Uh...where are those kids?" she asked.
"They've gone home," he said casually.
"Oh..." She thought for a moment as she then told her creators' names. "Their names are Solarflash and Lunarstreak..." She spoke shyly, but kept her formal tone.
"Thank you," he said, typing the names into a computer and scrolling.
Sunblade waited patiently, then noticed a couple medical equipment spread on some of the counters, remembering Nightblade wanted to become a CMO back in their time.
She was probably acting as the Decepticons' medic now, she wouldn't be able to resist it. How could she join those...those 'Cons, those slavers. They wanted to enslave those adorable little Mini-Cons and use them as weapons. They probably treated them horribly, they could be doing all sorts of horrible things to the Mini-Cons they had now.
With a sigh, she spoke. "How is the search faring, Red Alert?" Turning to the CMO.
"Hmm, nothing yet," he told her, still looking.
"Very well," She responded formally.
"This is a long list, they might be there," Red Alert told her. "Or if not...they could be off planet or...on the Decepticons side.
Sunblade shrieked slightly in terror from the mention of Red Alert mentioning they could be on the Decepticons' side. "N-No! They wouldn't! We're-" Clearing herself as she stood formally again. "We're Neutrals... We never cared about factions or any other sorts... How could they..." Her formal time breaking as she tried to keep her stance but her emotions were getting to her, fast. Unlike Nightblade who was more better than her at controlling emotions, Sunblade had it much more difficult getting hers under control.
"Sorry..." She spoke, slightly whimpering.
"They may not have had a choice," he told her gently. "They did ensure you wouldn't be a part of this."
"We won't know until we find their records of course... Hopefully I can also find out this secret they've kept from Nightblade and I... For a long time, it's been kept from us..." Sunblade responded, almost absentmindedly.
"Secret?" Red Alert couldn't help but say before saying. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't intrude."
"It's okay, I honestly do not know neither does she. But we know it has something to do with the two of us..." Sunblade sighed as she finished.
He nodded in understanding.
An hour later as they spoke, Red Alert finally got something shown on the database.
"Here, I think I've found something," he said slowly.
"It's them! What is their status..." She scrolled the records for more information but most were classified. "Grr... Times where I just hate my nobility..." Sighing, she pushed herself way a few distance. "The Sun and Moon family are notorious for being very secretive... Which is why I've hated my family for so long, and I could never venture out to let alone make a friend..."
"Perhaps we can make contact?" Red Alert suggested.
"You would have to make an appointment... But I do know one 'bot who can hopefully get a hold of them if he still can..." Sunblade seemed more cheerful at the memory of one certain Mech she's about to speak of.
"Oh?" he questioned, mildly curious.
"He's a 'bot that has known Nightblade and I for a long, long time. His name is Military Storm. He's a Triple Changer and is a retired Weapons Specialist. Been in many, many wars before Nightblade and I were even sparked. He has strong connections to my family."
"Hmm, the name sounds familiar," Red Alert said thoughtfully. "I believe I've heard of Military Storm."
Sunblade's optics widened and glimmered. "You have!?" She spoke in an excited and preppy cheerful voice. "Where did you last see him!?"
"I don't believe I've ever met him," Red Alert said and her face fell. But then he said. "But I believe Optimus has, you should ask him."
"Will do! Thank you very much, Red Alert," She straightened up and took up her formal stance again as she quietly left in search of Optimus again.
He stared in her direction and smiled slightly, she was utterly full of energy. It made a nice change to see someone so fresh.
"Optimus, may I please speak with you...Sir?" Sunblade was still not used to addressing, but tried.
"Of course, what is it?" Optimus asked and she said quickly.
"Do you know a Mech called 'Military Storm'?" she said in a rush.
Optimus' optics had widened slightly remembering the name. "Military Storm... It has been eons since I have last heard that name." He paused for a moment. "He was one of Cybertron's best soldiers before this war started and is an old friend of mine. Sadly...," He sighed. "I have not spoken since the war between the Autobots and Decepticons erupted. Like yourself, he is a Neutral and wanted no part of this war... I believe he left for the Speed Planet last time I heard to get away from the war but I still have a hold of him. Do you need to speak with him?" He finished, offering.
"Oh yes please," she said earnestly. "He was a family friend and he might be the only one who can tell me if my creators are still alive."
"Very well." He said, smiling as he started walking towards the main computer to punch in the commands to call Military Storm.
Sunblade stood behind him, extremely eager. She would finally learn what had happened to her creators, please, please let them still be alive. The screen blinked to life as it showed a large bulky Mech who was green and black, except the green was more of camouflage with parts of a plane and tank shown on his body signifying his Triple Changer appearance.
"Hello? Who could this be-" He cut himself off at the sight of the Autobot Leader. "O-Optimus Prime, sir!" He saluted. "It has been many eons, what would you have need of me that you actually called, my friend?"
"I have someone with me who would very much like to meet you," Optimus said, smiling behind his mask before stepping aside for Sunblade.
"Heh, seems many people seem to enjoy seeing m- Is... Is that you, Sunblade!? I thought... I thought SolarFlash..." He was at a loss for words upon the sight of the young Seeker Femme before him on the screen. "Sunblade...You are beautiful just like your mother," He smiled warmly. "Beautiful as the sun itself. But what are you doing with Optimus Prime...?"
"He found me," she explained in a rush. "My creators placed me and Nightblade in stasis pods, to sleep out the war but Optimus discovered me and took me with him. Nightblade...was found by the Decepticons."
"Whoa, whoa... Hold up... Did you say Nightblade is with the Decepticons!?" Military Storm couldn't believe what he is hearing. "What is she doing with them!? I know how the Decepticons are notorious for! She would be used as some pleasure bot for primus' sake!" Military storm placed both his hands to his head, sighing gravely.
"Looks like I'll have no choice then...," He looked over at Optimus. "Sir, where is your current location? I request to be over there, immediately."
"I can give you the coordinates," Optimus said before adding. "But we did witness Nightblade in battle today, she appears to be acting as a fellow soldier with the other Decepticons. There was no indication that she was being used as a pleasure bot and I don't think she will. Megatron only has a small handful of Mechs here and a pleasure bot would only distract them, he'd rather have another soldier."
Military Storm was silent for a long while, but then he nodded. "I'm on my way. I should be there by hopefully an orbital cycle." The transmission was cut short, which showed that the Mech was in no means of slowing down and wanted to get over to their location right away.
"This should be interesting," Optimus commented dryly upon. "I wonder what Megatron will think of this."
"I'm still worried... Military Storm's just only coming here to see to us... I know how much of a protective guardian he can be... He's like a brother to Nightblade and I..." She shuddered remembering past memories.
"I think his only goal is wanting Nightblade away from the Decepticons than to bother with this war as well...," She finished.
"You two don't have to fight in this war," Optimus said gently. "If it wasn't for us, you'd still be sleeping. We brought you into this war and if you want out, you should take it. You don't have to feel any kind of obligation towards us."
Sunblade then sighed as she turned to face Optimus in the optics. "True, I understand that but... After what you've told me about the Mini-Cons and why this war erupted... I've thought about it for a while and I wish to become a part of the Autobots even if Military Storm will protest... I wouldn't like the fact I'll be cooped up again, away from the world... I'd rather be out there helping you guys save those poor innocent Mini-Cons..." her expression turning from neutral to sad.
"And... if you think about it... we would probably be lost forever if the war finally came to an end..."
"It's your decision," he said quietly. "But know it won't be easy if you do join, unless this war is stopped, you will mostly see friends die and other maimed. This will push you to the very limits and beyond of your endurance, it can break you in so many different ways. Please think about that before Military Storm arrives, I would not want you to regret any choice made in haste."
"I will thank you." She formally responded before taking her leave. "I'll be in the training room; Hot Shot promised he'd show me a few more things or two about hand-to-hand and more tips on using blasters."
Optimus nodded and she took her leave, leaving him alone. He sighed, he had a feeling she would remain with them. He would not force her to leave but a part of him wished she would, if only so he didn't have to see another youngling become a battle hardened warrior.
Author's note. How do things go for our two Femmes? Find out next time, until then.