Author's Notes: I haven't updated this in a long time; so engrossed with other matters as I have been, I appologize for anyone enjoying this story despite a seeming lack of interest, anyway allow me to add this next sadly short chapter, not all of them can be uber long I'm afraid besides this is an all encompassing tale that unravels the Universe conflict from the perspective of its' warriors, I doubt all of them would share as much of their feelings to the audience as it were. Chuckles.
I remember nothing before the training; my life has always been for combat, my master has given me many gifts. I have bested many opponents on the battlefield; however this last opponent has proven quite the challenge. The purple Decepticon fired his arm cannon shredding my wing; I let out an inaudible grunt of pain and shifted back to robot mode, locking on with my missiles I let fly. They impacted on his armor and exploded shredding through his circuits; his lone optic blinked and he stumbled to one knee clutching his injuries, my optics flashed in amusement as he targeted me. The familiar sensation of teleport overtook me; it was always a thrill to surprise the enemy by disappearing and reappearing at will during combat. Appearing behind my opponent I fired point blank destroying his rear armor plating; he unleashed a final moan and collapsed, I would have smiled at my satisfaction if it were possible.
"The contest is over; you have proven yourself worthy of joining my army." He stated his booming voice echoing around the arena. "Proceed through the vortex and report to Razorclaw." He commanded as a golden purple vortex opened; I nodded in understanding and stepped through, my destiny was about to unfold.
This, is Cybertron; a veritable junkyard of twisted wrecks, decayed civilization and ultimately devoid of life a perfect battleground for our war. I would have smiled at that thought if I had a mouth; instead I settled for a quiet chuckle and reverted to my newly repaired vehicle form, it was time to report to Razorclaw… And then perhaps, to engage the Autobots in battle.
Razorclaw sat brooding in his command center; the new Autobot was a veteran, a warrior from the Great Wars of Cybertrons' past and his Decepticons were proving to be singularly not much of a match against this warrior. Reptilion was too distracted with his feud against Silverbolt and it was obvious that Arachnia chose not to engage Autobots unless absolutely necessary. And naturally Obsidian proved to be a worthless soldier as long as he continued to play act the part of a boob, which Tankor enforced upon his former lieutenant in the hopes of using that to his own advantage; Tankor's treacherous thoughts were more open then even the she-spider's growing desire to be held by that disgustingly noble Fuzor. If he wasn't currently pre-occupied with his own, personal, plan he would have been on the battlefield himself and the Autobots would be vanquished.
Without warning someone was before him; Razorclaw regarded the mysterious newcomer, he was the usual combination of black and purple with a few bone white areas to break up the monotony.
"Air Commander Skywarp reporting as ordered." He stated in a low tone bowing formally to his new master; Razorclaw quirked his brow in amusement, this was a true soldier.
I stood before my new commander with very little fear; since he was chosen by Unicron I knew that he must be intelligent enough not to question new arrivals, I was considerably impressed by his size. He dwarfed the purple giant I had faced to prove myself; and thus I was forced to crane my neck to stare him in the optics, many felt unnerved by my cold impartial gaze, not this one.
"Welcome Skywarp." He returned in his own deep baritone; I was reminded only the slightest of our mutual master by this ones' voice, though his could never hope to match the imposing and powerful tones of Unicron. "Your arrival is most fortuitous; Tankor, Obsidian and Reptilion have just left on another supply run, I would suggest you rendezvous with them." He continued; I nodded in accordance and swiftly vanished teleporting back outside the immense obelisk, finally a chance to fight the Autobots.
Victor
Tankor rumbled over the rough terrain crushing debris beneath his treads with reckless abandon; his talents were being wasted here, he should be in charge of this army and sitting on his skid plate back at the obelisk while everyone else catered to his whims. Reptilion clung to his turret examining the area with his greater sensor net; Obsidian proved to be quite useful, he'd found more supplies then Reptilion had far more useful to his own plans then Black Arachnia's.
"I can't believe we need ta rifle though this junk for the supplies we need." Obsidian complained swooping low so he could speak with his comrades.
"Yes, it is odd that Unicron would fail to see to all our needs." Tankor agreed crushing an empty laser core under his treads heedless of the life form it had once possessed.
"Unicron is not known for his benevolence." Reptilion observed flicking his tongue in disgust; Tankor's optic flashed briefly as he absorbed this knowledge. "Hold it, my sensors have detected something." He added optics narrowing as he focused all his attention on his sensors; Tankor came to a halt and Obsidian hovered in place awaiting the report, Obsidian grew impatient as Reptilion took his time.
"Slag it all tin horn, what is it?" He demanded hovering down into Reptilion's view, Reptilion hissed in annoyance and knocked the Decepticon helicopter out of the way with his tail; his hiss lengthened as he finally confirmed his scans.
"Autobots." He informed in a whispered hiss.
"Whoo hoo, it's about time; I was gettin' tired of all this quiet." Obsidian exclaimed rising higher into the air and opening up so that he could reach the Autobots first.
"Hold it you fool; Razorclaw told us not to engage the enemy!" Tankor bellowed; Obsidian ignored his true commander and continued to race towards the enemy, Reptilion sighed as Tankor began to move forward tailing him as fast as he could with all the junk on the road.
The red Lamborghini easily avoided the rusting hulk of a freight container and sped up eager to locate some new parts to finish building the new body; the matching red and white fire chief styled Lamborghini maneuvered further up ahead and blazed a trail. Bringing up the rear of this little convoy was the mostly white, red and black emergency SUV; and above them all was the mostly purple wolf-eagle fusion.
"Keep your engine tuned there Sideswipe; we'll get your brother up and running again in no time." Ratchet, the SUV, called out with a chuckle.
"That's not soon enough for my tastes." Sideswipe countered with a snap; the recent addition was quite emotional when it came to his brother, and Primus alone knew why, but Ratchet knew there was no sense in arguing with him. Suddenly Inferno slammed on the brakes; transformed to robot mode and opened fire in quick succession. Obsidian effectively evaded the missiles and returned fire; his weapons targeting seemed off, that is until his apparent blundering tore Silverbolt's wings to shreds and knocked the smallest scrounger from the sky.
"Is it my imagination or was he actually aiming for once?" Ratchet asked as the other three transformed and took up defensive positions.
"Lucky shot." Silverbolt grimaced grabbing a spare blaster that Sideswipe offered, the Autobots opened fire overwhelming Obsidian for a time; until Tankor and Reptilion arrived.
"Slaggin' rotor-heads' gonna get us vaped." The lizard grumbled spitting a missile from his mouth in the process and striking the ground in front of Inferno; the Autobot scout returned fire, but his target had already leapt aside.
"Hardly." Tankor retorted assuming his impressive robot mode and dislodging the former Predacon; Reptilion transformed at the last second and recovered landing on his feet, he shot Tankor a glare before resuming his missile bombardment.
"I don't suppose you have a plan." Silverbolt remarked addressing Sideswipe; the veteran Autobot chuckled and charged forward.
"I'm the plan." He returned opening fire; Silverbolt shook his head with a sigh and targeted Obsidian, the larger aerial unit seemed to be far more quick witted then their last such encounter.
I watched with marginal interest as the two opposing sides fired upon one another in a bid for victory; the large unit seemed quite capable, but brawn did not always work out in such cases. The flyer was playing the part of a buffoon, spewing jargon and nonsense; and yet in rare instances his façade slipped away and the competent soldier emerged. I was largely impressed by the beast unit; despite his lack of physical strength he was still a more than capable lieutenant for Unicron's army, a pity his sister took priority in his optics. After observing the battle long enough to see Obsidian and Reptilion rendered harmless I decided to engage the Autobots; my arrival next to the hulking medic came as no small surprise, with a careful and practiced blast of missile fire he was down and I teleported away before the Fuzor could counterattack.
I next lashed out at the silent warrior and effortlessly disarmed him, literally; the lack of a vocal exclamation of pain did little to dissuade my growing battle lust. I targeted the beast unit next and easily eliminated him from further threat assessment; his injuries hindered him whereas I was fresh to the fight, and so I faced the red unit; his blue optics narrowed as he seemed to recognize me.
"Though you're most likely from another reality; and your form is unrecognizable, I'd know your tactics anywhere Skywarp." He stated clenching one fist tight as he assumed a combative stance; my assault had been swift and precise, leaving no opportunity for Tankor to interfere with my fun.
"Observant young Autobot." I returned crassly; his joints and limbs stiffened and my optics narrowed; his attack proved futile, or so I thought. I'd made the mistake of underestimating this one; his stance caused me to teleport straight into his true attack, the leg round housing into my abdomen sent me crashing to the ground, but I evaded his follow up missile salvo with a simple tuck and roll.
"I would advise you to withdraw Autobot, you are hopelessly outmatched." Tankor boasted striding closer to the fallen Autobots and targeting the fuzor; I acted swiftly and appeared at his side knocking his weapon aside and forcing a misfire.
"We can't destroy them." I stated coldly; Tankor bristled and loomed above me.
"Why the Pit not?" He demanded fire flickering in his single optic sensor.
"Ask Razorclaw to explain the full deal with Unicron sometime." I returned in an even and low tone. "Until both armies ranks swell you don't want to be killing any Autobots, trust me the repercussions are most… Undesirable." I added in a whisper; then I retrieved Reptilion and slowly began to withdraw, Tankor picked up Obsidian unceremoniously and also prepared to flee, but before that… With a well aimed shot I blasted the lone Autobot into stasis and sent him crashing beside his comrades in stasis lock.
"At least it's not a total loss." Tankor observed with what struck me as a rare bit of humor; together we left, leaving the Autobots to be salvaged by those who remained at their base. But not without my personal message, this war would prove quite the challenge indeed now that I was here; although I was going to have to come up with better tactics then simple teleportation, apparently the Autobot knew my tricks all too well and could counter them effortlessly. Upon our next encounter; perhaps we would find ourselves more evenly matched, which was welcome to me for I could use a challenge.
To Be Continued As I said a very short chapter, but fear not they won't all be this short. Gimmie a shout; how do you like Skywarp's story?
