Secret of the Legion 8

Disclaimers: I still own nothing and have no rights to any of the characters included in this story, but from here on out any resemblance between my story and the Japanese continuity of Kiss Players will be a lot less likely. Sorry for the delay between last chapter and this one…. Please review, it feeds my ego and keeps me in a writing mode.

Carrying her surfboard, Marissa Faireborn left the ocean waves to stand behind Optimus Prime, who had just taken a combat stance. That was when they attacked.

She couldn't tell how many of them there were, but at least a dozen, moving swiftly but mindlessly, like savage starving animals towards them. Each of them had the face of Megatron, but other than that, each one was different. They obviously could transform into different cars or trucks, and a few looked like they had animal forms.

Optimus Prime fired his gun into the crowd, disabling several of the beings the EDC called Legion, but it did not slow the rushing horde in the least. It was obvious that Prime would not be able to stop them all before he was overwhelmed.

Within seconds they had gotten too close. Prime sent one flying back with a forceful kick, and shattered the head of another by slamming his fist into it. Still, they did not stop, if anything they were attempting to ignore Prime entirely, he was just in the way. They were after her.

Realizing the situation, Prime turned and ran, grabbing Marissa and her surfboard as he past them, trying to put as much distance between them and the Legion as he could. It was a very short term solution, they knew the Legion would be able to keep up, but it also kept them off balance.

More than anything, Marissa wished she had some sort of weapon she could use against the Legion, or was at least wearing her old uniform instead of her bikini swim suit.

Running wasn't buying them enough time. He skidded to a halt, his feet digging trenches in the sand as he twisted around to again face the on rushing Legion. In spite of herself, Marissa leaned and gave Optimus Prime a quick kiss just before he set her down just behind him and held her surfboard in one hand like a club with his gun in the other.

He paused, as if processing a fresh download of information, and with a process not fully understood utilizing Prime's self repair nanites the surf board was reformatted. Marissa knew that Prime was no stranger to bladed weapons, his original body was known to poses and energy axe, but she was still surprised that the weapon her surf board transformed into was a saber.

Prime leveled his handgun at the onrushing horde and again fired shot after shot, while Marissa tried to stay close but not underfoot. Still the Legion came.

Prime discarded his pistol once they came too close, and literally began cutting the Legion down, one after the other. He reached up and split the blade in half, and began using it as two knives cutting a Legion down with a swipe of each hand. He was secretly glad that the Legion were so focused on Marissa, because if they had been focusing on him or even on defending themselves, it would be a very different fight.

Finally there was only one Legion left, and for the first time during the fight it seemed to notice Prime's presence, although it continued to glare at Marissa. It turned to run away, but Prime knew he could not allow even one to escape.

Prime threw one of the blade halves as Marissa use to throw her mom's old throwing knives, even using her same fighting stance while doing so. The blade imbedded itself firmly in the Legion's back, permanently deactivating the mech.

Optimus Prime calmly picked up and stowed the pistol he had cast aside, then slowly walked over and retrieved the blade from the back of the fallen Legion. Silently he surveyed the carnage he had caused, a reflective moment of silence for the loss of the lives he had taken.

Walking back to Marissa, Prime put the two blades back together as a surf board and handed it to her before transforming back into a pickup truck.

"We need to get going," Prime said, "They will be sending more."

Marissa nodded as she climbed in.

0oOo0

Deep in the EDC's secret lab, Amano approached the Quintesson. It seemed unusually disturbed for some reason.

"The Legion is not properly responding to commands," it said.

"Is it because of our failures involving Kayu? She was our most promising recruit."

"That is a possibility, but if so, it could be an indicator of success."

"But how could that be affecting all of them?"

"Do you not understand yet? The purpose of this experiment is to engineer new souls for these bodies… at present, while there are many Legion bodies, there is only one Legion… only one mind or spark divided among them all.

"Your race created the Transformers, sparks and all," Amano asked, "how is it you need to do all of this simply to give life to Legion?"

The Quintesson was silent.