AN: I do not own Transformers nor Halo.
Just a heads up, this chapter will be slightly shorter than the last one. I am very tired due to me having to make an early morning doctors appointment (I've only had four hours of sleep) because I'm sick. However, I wanted to get a chapter out despite this even if it would be smaller than normal. I will begin uploading again Monday and hopefully I will feel better by then.
Also, for those of you who may wonder later in this chapter, Storm can phase in Forerunner weapons at will via her Ancilla. This will be elaborated on more later as it reveals serious plot details but you won't have wait too much longer for a full explanation. I will give you a hint, though. It has to do with Requiem.
She was dropped un-ceremoniously onto the concrete ground below the Hoover Dam. Her weakened body landed with an audible thud in front of a small group of humans, some heavily armored and some wearing lab coats and protective rubber gloves. They'd been waiting for her to arrive.
They approached her cautiously, grabbing her by the net wrapped tightly around her body and hoisting her onto a gurney that held restraints for her arms and legs. A human approached her and deactivated the electrified device, removing it from around her before hastily securing her limbs. Storm hissed out in anger. She was now their captive.
Her vision was swimming wildly as she was turned around, being rolled rolled through a darkened, poorly lit tunnel. These humans were very obviously confident in their numbers knowing that she was un-able to fight back in this moment.
She narrowed her eyes as she was rolled into a brightly lit room, the fluorescent lighting invading her sensitive eyes. Once her eyes finally adjusted, she slowly looked around her, taking in her surroundings. The large room appeared to be hastily set up in preparation for her arrival. She swallowed the lump that formed in her throat. She knew now exactly why she'd been brought here. The humans were going to experiment on her.
She began to struggle against herbindings as she was rolled to a stop in the center of the room but to no avail. She was far too weak from the electric current that had been flooding her body, her armor having yet to fully recover from the constant disruption of her systems.
Once her HUD finally came back on, flashing to life across her mask, she scanned over it with her eyes. She was running out of oxygen, her suit no longer able to produce it due to the electrical disruption. She breathed out a heavy sigh as her suit attempted to reboot it's life support systems. As much as she didn't want to, she was going to have to remove her protective mask if she wished to breathe.
She willed the protective covering away with much reluctance, watching on tiredly as the pieces pushed themselves back from over her face; resting at the sides of her head. She took in a deep, desperately needed breath, shakily exhaling it with anxiety.
The humans around her hadn't missed this, watching her with curiosity and intrigue. Storm could sense their gaze upon her. She ignored all of their stares, refusing to allow them the satisfaction of eye contact.
He attention was drawn when a human wearing a lab coat walked up to her left side, dragging a small, metal table behind him that was littered with various items and machinery. She attempted to stay calm, not wanting to show any semblance of weakness to her captors. She wouldn't give them that power over her.
An armored human standing at the back of the room began threatening her with bodily harm should she not comply with their demands or attempted to escape. That was when the human at her side leaned down over her, lowering himself near her face.
"Not so tough now, are you?" He said snidely.
It was readily apparent in the man's voice that neither he, nor those around her saw her as a living being, one with thoughts and emotions of her own. She was simply a science experiment to them. She used the last of her energy to quickly raise herself from off the table as much as her restraints would allow. The human quickly recoiled back in fear as she snapped at his face with her elongated canines.
"Kill me or release me human." She said breathlessly. "But do not waste my time."
The human didn't respond to her comments. Instead, turning towards the table behind him and grabbing something off it's metal surface. Storm turned her gaze away from him as she heard the sounds of a metal tool being picked up, mentally preparing herself for what she knew was about to come.
She screamed out in agony, arching her back up off the table as he forced a pair of forceps underneath the plating of armor covering her stomach. He pulled at it with all of his might to remove the thick piece of armor from it's orange shell of hard-light that lay just underneath but to no avail. It wouldn't come off, the armored plating refusing to move less than an inch away her body. He let go off the piece of armor and it snapped back against Storm's body with a sickening sound. She stopped screaming, panting heavily as she tried to regain her composure.
He turned away from her towards the table, picking up an ion torch before turning back towards her. He turned on the tool, pointing it directly towards her armor with disappointingly no effect. His actions elicited no response from the alien female un-like before however she knew that it wouldn't. Fire was ineffective against her armor.
He had devised so far that the alien before him's armor was resistant to fire and could only be removed willingly by it's host. At least, that's how he speculated it to be given her earlier demonstration. Her armor also seemed to contain pain receptors, strangely enough, as she'd screamed out in pain when he'd tried to forcefully remove her armor for her later dissection.
Once again, he turned back towards the table, setting down the torch in his possession to pick up a glass vial filled with clear liquid. He turned to her and removed it's lid, pouring it's contents onto Storm's body with once again seemingly no effect. The corrosive liquid simply rolled off her armor and onto the table beneath her, eating away at it's surface.
The man reached for the last tool in his arsenal. A medium-sized power saw. He started up the power tool and lowered it to armor in the attempts to cut through it. She lurched violently, screaming out in agony of the painful vibrations.
She struggled desperately against her bindings as the outer edges of her vision began to go black, sending out a desperate call for help through her Ancilla as she finally began to slip into the dark embrace she felt slowly drawing her in. That was when she heard the all too familiar sounds of a slip-space portal opening in tandem with the sounds of shifting metal. The humans around her screamed out in terror as the armored men began shooting at what had appeared before them.
The sounds of organic bodies hitting the concrete walls around her resounded throughout the room as she quickly willed forward her protective mask and after that, all was quiet save for the sound of a deep, echoing voice that resonated within it's frequency in unison with another identical sounding voice.
"I have come for you, Tempest."
Storm barked out an exhausted, breathy laugh. "Took you long enough, Eternal."
She heard him respond to her comments with a joking scoff as she breathed in deep the oxygen her suit was able to once again produce, trying to calm herself to reverse her quickly fading vision. She was successful in her efforts, turning her head to face The Warden's multiple bodies as he approached her on each side to break her bindings, freeing her from the gurney.
She slowly came to stand from her place, looking around her at the un-conscious and battered humans scattered across the room. They'd left her nor The Warden any choice. There were more pressing matters at hand than her experimentation which they couldn't possibly understand.
She walked with haste towards the door on the opposite end of the room, scanning over the keypad to it's right with her eyes before attempting to hack it via her Ancilla with no luck. It required an electronic key card. One which she didn't possess.
She quickly made her way towards the humans laying around her, searching each of them and their pockets for the desperately needed key card when she found it. She pulled it up to examine it and breathed out a defeated sigh. It was destroyed, no doubt in the ensuing battle between this human and The Warden. It looks like they'd have to make their own way out.
She threw the destroyed piece of human technology to the ground as she stood before turning and making her way back towards the door and Eternal. She looked up at him, speaking to him with audible frustration. "It's no good. We're locked in and the only key out is destroyed...If we're going to get out of here, we'll have to do it the hard way."
The Warden nodded to her in understanding. He turned towards the wall beside the locked door, phasing in a segemented sword held together by hard-light into each of his body's hand as Storm phased in a set of Forerunner bolt-shot's into each of her's. The Promethean titan began to assault the thick, concrete wall and it didn't take much before it crumbled to the floor in ruins.
He crouched down out of the room and Storm followed after him with haste through the opposite end of the tunnel she'd been led through, her weapons gripped tightly within her hands in the event they encountered human resistance on their way out. They broke out into a run, following the tunnel deeper into the Hoover Dam; her mind a mess of thoughts. If she were here then most likely Bumblebee was here, as well.
The tunnel led them out into an open hangar and Storm stopped in her tracks. Her heart threatened to quit beating at the sight before...she was staring into the lifeless, void eyes of a cryogenically frozen Megatron, the sight of him sending shivers down her spine. It was then that she spotted Sam and Mikaela standing at the base of his feet alongside a small group humans dressed in military gear, their backs turned to her. Her eyes went wide with panic. She needed to get them out of here. Fast.
"Sam! Mikaela!" She yelled out to the pair, panic audible in her voice.
They group collectively turned to face her upon hearing her call out to Sam and Mikaela and she ran towards the pair. However, she was stopped in her tracks when a now armored Simmons un-holstered his pistol from his thigh and aimed it towards her. She pulled up her bolt-shot's in response and aimed them directly towards his head as she narrowed her eyes. He was making a huge mistake. Simmons couldn't win this battle nor would his armor be enough to save him from the ionized energy of he weapons and she wouldn't back down against. Not when so much was at stake.
The hard-light holding together The Warden's body's turned red in response to seeing this, indicating his anger. He walked over to stand on each side of her, raising his sword's towards Simmons; the action saying everything despite his lack of words. He wouldn't hesitate to cut him down if he even so much as looked at Storm wrong.
The display forced him to holster his weapon, holding up his hands surrender. He was outnumberd and heavily outmatched. However, he didn't take his eyes off Storm and the tall, alien being's at either side of her. Not until the Hoover Dam began to shake violently, the artifical lighting above flickering in and out of existence in tandem with the aggressive vibrations.
Alarms began to resound throughout the area as one of the agents surrounding Megatron's body began to shout with panic. "The Cryogenic system is failing! We're losing NBE One!"
"You have to take me to my car, okay?" Sam said frantically. "He's gonna know what to do with the cube."
The armored man appeared un-affected by the chestnut-haired boy's pleading. "Your car? It's confiscated."
Simmons knew where the All-Spark was? Storm's mind immediately went into overdrive. She rushed the man, slamming him up against the military vehicle behind him roughly before raising her hand and pointing one of her bolt-shot's into his chest, a deadly venom to her voice. "Do as he says, human."
"We don't know what will happen if we let it near that thing!" He yelled in her face.
Storm narrowed her eyes at him from underneath her mask. This man was quickly testing her patience. "Maybe you don't, but I do."
"I have people's lives at stake here, alien." He spat out angrily, leaning in closer towards her face. He was very clearly challenging her.
She'd finally had enough of Simmons stubborn resistance. Storm forced her bolt-shot further into his chest and Simmons visibly grimaced in pain. She didn't have the time for this. The Decepticons were after the All-Spark and they were running out of time.
"You see this weapon right here?" Storm said through gritted teeth, anger audible in her voice as she gestured with her head to the gun pointed into Simmons' chest. "It has this side-effect where it vaporizes anything upon contact...so if you don't want to end up a pile of dust on the floor, I'd suggest you take us to Sam's car. Now."
She could see the fear her words had inspired in the man, easily able to hear the emotion in his voice as he spoke. "Hey, you want to lay the fate of the world on the kid's Camaro? Fine."
Storm removed her weapon from the man's chest and he set off in the opposite direction rubbing at his now pained chest. She followed after the Sam, Mikaela, and the small military group with The Warden trailing just behind her through several sections of the Hoover Dam to a room where she could her muffled whirs of pain coming from inside.
She rushed inside to the see a group of humans spraying Bumblebee with liquid nitrogen. Her blood felt like it was on fire. Sam and Mikaela desperately tried to stop the agents from harming the yellow Autobot any further but it was of no use. The men were ignoring them. Storm rushed the group, receding her mask from over her face as she snarled ferally at them; the sight of her black sclera, grey skin, and elongated canines effectively stopping them in their place as Simmons ordered for them to stand down.
With Bumbebee no longer being bombarded by the freezing liquid, Storm turned around to face him. She slowly walked towards him to avoid startling him before activating the gravitational manipulator of her suit, floating over top of him and taking his face in her armored hands, moving his head gently to look at her.
"Bee, get up...We need your help." She whispered to him lowly.
As Bumblebee met her gaze, recognition flashed in his eyes. She smiled softly to him in response, the smile soon leaving her face, however, when the yellow Autobot abruptly plucked her from the air and held her close against his chest, earning him a surprised yelp from the woman and loud snarls from her identical guardians near the back of the room.
Storm managed to free an arm from his tight hold on her, gesturing for The Warden to stand down as the situation began to escalate. Bumblebee transformed his free hand into a cannon, pointing it between him and the humans separating him from the exit.
She brought her hand up, placing it on his metal cheek as she spoke to him in low whispers of reassurance. "It's okay, Bee...you can put the cannon down. I promise they won't hurt you anymore."
The yellow Autobot kept his cannon trained on the agents around him for several moments before choosing to trust Storm, lowering it and transforming it back into his hand. He looked down at her, meeting her gaze as he chirped at her with concern.
"Don't worry about me, Bee. We've got more important matters at hand so I need you to listen to me, okay?" Storm said with seriousness. "The All-Spark is here and the Decepticons are coming for it so we've got to get it away from here now."
Bumblebee's expression immediately changed upon hearing her words. He stood up with haste, following after Simmons out of the room as the man led them towards where the All-Spark was being held. He raised Storm onto his shoulder as they entered the room, her mouth falling open in awe. The All-Spark was huge, taking up almost the entire room with the energy coming off of it making her skin feel as if it was crawling.
The yellow Autobot reached for it with both hands and methodically touched it in several places. The All-Spark began to shrink down on itself in response until it was just small enough to fit in his palm.
He turned to face Sam, cube held tightly within his grasp as he spoke. "Message from Starfleet, Captain...Let's get to it."
Storm removed herself from Bumblebee's shoulder, leaping towards the ground and using her suit's gravitational manipulator to slow her fall. She landed flat-footed, watching as the yellow Autobot handed off the All-Spark to Sam so that he could transform down the Camaro they all recognized, opening his doors for the boy and Mikaela to climb in once he'd fully shifted.
She walked over to Bumblebee, tapping him lightly on his hood with the armored knuckles of her fist as she spoke to him with seriousness. "I'll fly behind you to protect the All-Spark...Just promise me that no matter what happens to me, you'll keep Sam safe and finish this."
He chirped to her in agreement as Sam and Mikaela climbed in and once they were settled, he shut his doors behind the pair, driving off towards a secret exit that Simmons was currenty leading them to as Storm floated out behind him.
Surprise! The Warden is in my story!
Those of you who read my previous attempt at this story already knew this but I hope it was a genuine, awesome surprise for those of you who are new readers.
I really liked Halo 5 despite most people hating it. The story was lacking in some aspects but the multiplayer was on point though I much prefer Halo: Reach and that games style when it comes to multiplayer.
The next chapter will most likely be the end of the events for the first Transformers movie and that's when things will slow down because I'll have to come up with chapter ideas unless I receive help.
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and as always, thank you for reading.
