My sincere apologies for not updating sooner. I've been ill for the past week and on top of that I've had a ton of homework and school work and a whole lot of other stuff that I wish I didn't have to do. Sometimes I really hate school.
Here goes the next chapter and more exciting stuff along with it.
disclaimer: as much as I would love for it to be mine, the reality is that the transformers universe, and all it's wonderful characters, belong to Hasbro :(
How intriguing... A relic such as this accidentally falling into the servos of the likes of me is-is extremely abnormal. The likelihood of such a random event is below 1%, bordering on 0%. Unless, this isn't a random coincidence, but in fact fate. Maybe Primus has finally heard our prays, and this is what he believes is the right course of action to triumph in the war over Cybertron.
No, no, no... The possibility of that is 0.00000000000...01%.
Chance.
This is pure chance and nothing more. No other mythological nonsense is involved in this.
Or is it?
That irritating, gnawing feeling that I'm wrong, that numbers and logic isn't all that there is to this mystery, seeps out from my suppressed emotions.
Wrapping my servos around the hilt of the sword, I imagine that the blade is not iron, but water.
The ear splitting splash echoes throughout the narrow ravines, as the liquid cascades in powerful gushes all over the hard earth.
The unsheathed blade is now a shimmering, clear fluid that protrudes out of a silver handle. The crystalline sword has no vivid structure; the edges are like waves breaking upon the shore: they jut out, then come in, in a never ending cycle. Just like all those battles I fought against the Autobots.
Advance and retreat.
Retreat? Such cowardice, only Strarscream should be allowed to do that, and even then on occasion. Once an action is begun, it should be completed by any means necessary, otherwise all the preparations and sacrifices were for nought. I sighed. Such a shame that the majority of the Decepticons don't share my beliefs.
Swinging the blade in a curvature, I scanned through my databases for any weapons of mass destruction. After all, a sword like this would be useless to Megaton- my lord deserves only the very best and this certainly isn't it.
A warm glow envelopes me. Gazing down, I realise that the sword is no more. It has become a blur. A blur of varied shades of white, that at close inspection, appears to have a vivid shape.
Or maybe not.
The speed at which I'm running through the weapons catalog that I've memorised means that this thing (for I really have no other words to describe it with at the moment) can only stay in one form for no more than an astro sec.
One could almost mistake it for my CPU.
I'm not over exaggerating when I say that this is the pace I complete my daily duties with. If only everyone else put as much effort into their jobs as I did- we'd probably be back on Cybertron by now doing... doing what? What would I be doing if I weren't the TIC anymore?
A searing pain, as if a thousand shards of shrapnel were mercilessly slicing through my tough outer plating into my soft inner core, engulfs my right arm, jerking me back to the real world from my pointless imaginings. Staggering on to one knee, I steady myself and shut down all the sensors responsible for magnifying this pain to an excruciating level.
Feeling numb, yet somewhat relieved, I realise what a complete fool I am. Letting my mind wander whilst completing a possibly life threatening task is a disgrace.
Good going Soundwave.
Wincing, I opened up the unbreakable link with my partner.
I must say that the wave of fear, distress, anguish and relief that flooded my processor through this contact was unexpected. Very unexpected. So much so that my vision began to swim, and for once a good recharge felt like a wonderful idea.
"Laserbeak. Operation: retrieve energon from mine" I relied to my loyal symbiote. The lack of a spark signature signalled that my order was being obeyed without delay.
Within me a war is raging.
Oh Soundwave, the glorious and most intellectually advanced out of the whole Decepticon army, other than Shockwave that is, have made a mistake so stupid that even a Vehicon, a mindless drone, is a genius compared to you.
The weapon in my hand, or should I rather say: the weapon my arm has become, is an infamous beam laser. Although I will admit that I highly approve of such a device, and I'm sure my Lord will too, at the moment it is very inconvenient.
It's painfully, incredibly, unbearably heavy.
Quickly thinking of something less imposing than a 4 feet long laser of doom, I settled on a plain old hand-held ray gun.
The relief was instant. The pain was all but gone as the transformation completed. However, the energy needed to fuel the laser had dwindled my fuel levels to nearly an all time low. 33%. Stupid, stupid Soundwave. Mistake, after mistake, if you were back on the Nemesis even Lord Megatron would have lost his patience at your incompetence.
No.
Anger bubbled and a fiery rage surfaced. I will not be compared to that low life Screamer! I will not, and I am not equal in any way to any of those pesky little worthless Deception scums.
"Soundwave superior, everyone else, inferior," I uttered through gritted denta.
That is my motto, and I shall abide to it till the last beat of my spark.
The next unidentified signature belonged to nothing more than a an old piece of scrap metal. From afar it appears to be a metal prod; at close inspection it's still a rod but with strange engravings. Ancient Cybertronian. From what I can translate of the few words that are visible, it is some variety of Energon prod that has been long disused.
Snatching it up, I look for the switch, but to my utter disbelief I find none. Surely I'm not mistaken. It must have some sort of switch, how else can it be powered on? Tracing the elegant symbols an idea springs to mind.
What if you have to read the squiggles to activate it? Taking note of the apparent lack of letters, I arrive at the conclusion that that is impossible. I guess that the best solution right now is to store it in my subspace, until I can allocate some time to figure out this puzzle.
Resting it alongside the relic in my compartment, I head over to the third signature.
For once I wish that it does not involve any riddles or enigmas or some other complicated problems. I'm just not in the frame of mind, or health for that matter, to come up with logical solutions. The effort required taxes my energy levels too much. Unless Laserbeak arrives with enough cubes of high grade to put down a whole army as well as boost them to hyperactivity, I'm definitely going to go into stasis again.
Forced into stasis over such a short period of time does not bode well with my morality code.
Primus!
Of all the things in the whole damn universe this is what I find?! A shiny, metal ball, no more than a foot in diameter, with sharp jagged teeth on one side that sit inside a black hole of a mouth.
A scraplet.
The vermin of the galaxy.
These little devils are notorious for their deadly ability: they latch on, stay on and ingest the metal body. Whilst feeding, they also happen to corrode the metal. Thus, not only are you being eaten alive, but also rusting too. Together, this is a combo that will most certainly result in permanent deactivation.
The upside is that it is in the other dimension, munching away at some limbs. I wonder if this is reason for death of all these mechs.
The markings on the mech suggests more of a brutal death match then an eating contest.
I'll have to assume that this vile miscreant arrived later to commence this gruesome feast.
How very interesting. I can identify life signatures from other dimension. That will make my journey back somewhat easier.
All that's left is to find the means of teleportation.
Ambling over to the last unidentified object, I pondered the likelihood of my answer lying so close within my grasp.
One more object to uncover. What do you think it is? If you are thinking something along the lines of: 'surprising in a good way' then you might have just hit the jackpot:)
Get ready for the next chapter of a roller coasterXD
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Till next time!:)