Mediziner's Notes: Yay for fun in the sun and... Maybe on the moon too? _ _
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"Good Mech." He groaned as he laid back down, his motherboard ached so painfully.
"When shall we go...?" Sunblade curiously asked the kids and Hot Shot, she was eager and excited to go somewhere.
"Whenever you like," Hot Shot said with a grin.
"Can we go somewhere the kids want to go? Please?" She replied, giggling.
"I'm happy with anywhere they'd like to go." She added.
"Dude, how about we all go to Maldives or something!?" Carlos exclaimed. "Their beaches there are the best ones on Earth!" The hispanic boy grinned widely.
"Yeah, we could sunbathe and go swimming," Alexis suggested excitedly.
Sunblade stared at them dumbfounded in a confused manner. "Sunbathe...? Swimming...? What are you two talking about?" She tilted her head to the side, confused. "Humans cleanse themselves in the sun...?"
"You bet," Rad said with a grin. "We lie on the sand and soak up the sun, it gives us a nice tan."
"And we get vitamin D from it," Alexis said knowledgeably. "It's very good for us."
"Ohhh, I see... I also love the sun! It's better than the damp coldness of the Dark and I love how I shine! Nightblade loves the dark... Ew... Anyways, aside from that... What is Vitamin D?" She replied.
"Eh, it's just something we need," Carlos said with a shrug. "I think it goes with iron or calicum for strong bones, something like that."
With an eager grin, she looked at both the kids and Hot Shot. "Well, what are we waiting for? Shall we go now? I'd love to have the sun's rays on my armour again!" Sunblade said with a playful giggle.
The kids cheered before running off to grab a few things, like bathing costumes and snorkle gear. Sunblade was on fire, it sounded so nice and she couldn't wait to go.
Hot Shot and Sunblade were waiting in the Warp Gate for their human friends, talking about a few casual things until when they saw the kids return with their swim gear. "Well, looks like we're all here now." Hot Shot said with a grin. With an exchanged nod, they backed up from each other, transforming into their alternate modes.
"Oh boy, I can't wait," Rad said as Carlos teased. "Got enough sunscreen amigo? you'll need it."
"Yeah, I got mine." Rad responded with a grin. The three of them all climbed into Hot Shot.
Sunblade was giggling in the background, she liked seeing everyone happy and cheerful. "That's a lot of stuff you guys brought." She said.
"Sunscreen's important, Sunblade." Alexis pointed out. "We put it on to protect our skin from getting sunburned and it hurts a lot when we get sunburned."
"Sunburn? Strange... I never needed anything to protect my armour from getting burned..."
Everyone burst into a hearty laughter as they warped to Maldives, arriving just moments later on one of the islands. It was beautifully sunny and the sea below was visible, crystal clear.
"The water's perfect!" Alexis squealed, she loved swimming in the sea and this water was just beautiful. Good thing she's brought her underwater camera, this was going to be brilliant.
Everyone climbed out of Hot Shot, gathering all of the gear as they stepped back to allow him to transform, followed shortly by Sunblade, who's optics were glimmering and sparkling. "What a sunny day!" She activated her thrusters as she glided upwards into the sky but not too far up. Giggling, she flew around as if dancing in mid-air.
Hot Shot paused, she looked so good in the sunlight which seemed to sparkle around her. She definitely looked her best right now... Did he just think that? Shaking his head, he watched as the kids changed until they were all wearing swimming costumes, trunks for the boys and a modest two piece for Alexis.
"Alright, here we go! Last one in's a rotten egg!" Carlos exclaimed as he dashed for the sea, his two other friends following in pursuit.
"Wait for me!" Rad cried out.
Everyone got into the sea as they played, Sunblade had came down, landing next to Hot Shot softly so that her thrusters wouldn't kick up too much sand. "It's so strange yet interesting that water doesn't hurt them, as far as I remember, there was no such thing as water back on Cybertron as far as I knew in my time." The Femme Seeker said.
"I don't remember any," Hot Shot admitted. "I mean, we sometimes got an asteroid that had ice, bots would collect that for whatever reason but yeah, we never had anything like this."
"Oh... I wonder if it's harmless..." Curiously, Sunblade approached the water as she knelt down, touching the blue liquid with her fingers. Removing her hand, she looked at her now wet hand, nothing was happening and she wasn't being harmed. "Nothing! Nothing happened! I wonder if..." Sunblade began thinking to herself, lost in her thoughts.
"What is it?" Hot Shot questioned, also coming over to touch the sparkling water.
"Hm? Nothing! I was just thinking if it would look interesting to... What they call, 'Swim', that's all." Sunblade giggled, grinning. "Wouldn't you want to try that?" She added curiously.
"Sure, what harm could it do?" Hot Shot said with a grin as he watched the kids splash about.
"How about... Lets say... We back up, dash towards the water, and take a big leap?" Sunblade suggested, determination on her face as if she were challenging Hot Shot to a short small race.
He looked at her and then grinned.
"You're on," He declared, backing up along the sand and waiting for her.
Sunblade did the same, standing by his side at a fair distance, just enough for them to have room to run. "One... Two... Three!" Immediately, the two of them broke into a powerful sprint. They sprinted in a straight line towards the water and before the tips of their feet touched the water, they both at the same time leaped powerfully high up into the air before coming down into the water with heavy splashes.
The kids shrieked as a massive tidal wave of water engulfed them before sucking them back under the water as the two Transformers sank.
They thrashed, trying not to be sucked down too far as they watched the look of wonder on their transformer friends. They looked so amazed as they gazed around the watery world they found themselves in.
"Hey, the water really isn't hurting us!" Sunblade exclaimed, the water felt really nice against her armour. "Aren't you glad that we're here? This place is full of wonders!" She asked, giggling as she smiled warmly.
"Yeah," Hot Shot replied as he started moving towards the surface, the kids were already swimming upwards.
Sunblade did the same, surfacing as she looked around, unaware that the water had actually made her really sparkling as she made her way back to the surface, now soaking wet. "That was really fun." She giggled. "If this silly war weren't in the way, I'd spend the rest of my time here, but of course I would also miss Cybertron too."
"I know what you mean," Hot Shot grinned as Rad swam over to him.
"Hey, a little warning next time," The boy laughed, grabbing onto Hot Shot's shoulder.
Their direction turned to Sunblade as she transformed into her alt mode again, beginning to fly around as if it's her way to get the water off.
"Wow, Sunblade looks just like a sparkling star!" Alexis watched as the Femme Seeker flew around, the comm link on Hot Shot flared to life, the Weapons Specialist's voice came from the other side.
/This is Military Storm, how is everything so far, Hot Shot? Sunblade is out of harm's way, correct?/ He boomed sternly in his army tone.
"She's fine sir, she's just having a short flight," Hot Shot responded.
A short pause, then spoke again. /No Decepticons in sight?/
"Nothing sir," Hot Shot said.
"Wow, 'Storm is really protective of Sunblade." Rad said, overhearing the communication.
/I heard that, kid./ The Weapons Specialist chuckled as Rad flinched immediately as he spoke.
/Very well, Hot Shot. Military Storm out./ Military Storm said after clearing his throat and the comm link was soon cut.
"Phew, I was worried for a moment there," Rad said, still holding onto Hot Shot.
"Ah, he's alright," Hot Shot laughed. "You should see some of the commanders I've have to deal with over the yorns."
"You had more than one Commander?" Rad questioned, he hadn't known much about military stuff.
"Oh yeah, I've been in several divisions," Hot Shot said with a nod. "It's only fairly recently I was promoted to Optimus's personal squad."
Carlos and Alexis swam over towards the two, curious about their conversation. "Wow, I bet you'd had to go over some serious trainin' to be able to squeeze yourself into Optimus' personal squad, dude!" Carlos grinned.
"Oh yeah," Hot Shot grinned. "I also got quite a bit battle experience but that's not necessarily what Optimus looks for. He hand picks his squad and if he sees something in you, even if you don't see it, he'll push you to the maximum to achieve that potential."
The chat went on for a while until when they all felt it was time to return to base. Hot Shot called Sunblade who was still flying around over the comm link to come back so that everyone can return to base.
"Aww, I like being able to fly a lot more often... Okay..." Sunblade came downwards back to land, transforming as she lands very carefully and softly. "I had a lot of fun here, everyone." She smiled brightly.
"We should do this again," Carlos said eagerly.
"Yeah!" The Femme Seeker giggled as she and Hot Shot transformed into their alt modes. After drying themselves enough, the kids gathered their things and climbed into Hot Shot.
"Ready guys?" Hot Shot said cheerfully, this trip had really brightened his day.
"Ready to head back, amigo!" Carlos said with glee as Rad agreed.
"Oh yeah, but I'll need a shower to get rid of the salt."
"Let's get to base first." Hot Shot chuckled as everyone warped back to the base.
When they arrived, they found Military Storm waiting for them.
"How was it?" He asked.
"It was so much fun! I felt refreshed after bathing in the rays of the warm sun!" She giggled as she leaped into a pouncehug immediately after transforming back to her 'bot mode, knocking over her caretaker as he grunted. "You should've come with us too!" She squealed, giving him a tight hug.
"Oof, maybe next time," he said, trying to sit up as she hugged him.
The kids climbed out of Hot Shot with their gear, giving him space afterwards so he can transform.
"Phew, that was something," Hot Shot said, before spotting Sunblade on top of Military Storm.
"Indeed." Military Storm got up after positioning Sunblade in his arms before setting her down gently. "I must be off now, private meeting with Optimus himself." With that, he took his leave.
"Okay, see you later 'Storm!" Sunblade giggled.
"You keep out of trouble," He said teasingly, nodding at Hot Shot and the kids before walking away.
"I will!" She responded
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"Nightblade," First Aid called as she trained. "You'd better refuel soon."
Nightblade ceased her training as she nodded, releasing her weapons as they formed back neatly to her stabilizers. Gently, she picked up First Aid and placing him on her shoulder as they made their way inside towards the rec room.
"Your training appears to be going well," First Aid said casually.
"Yeah... I guess... I feel like my senses are a little sharper now with Cyclonus trying to make his foolish attempts of attacking me look like an 'accident' and with the training." They eventually reached the rec room.
"I wish he wouldn't," First Aid sighed. "I'm worried he might actaully hurt you by accident."
"He's only doing this to me because I look very identical to my younger twin sister, so he thinks getting rid of me would solve his 'issue'." Nightblade gathered two Energon Cubes, taking a seat at her usual spot. Gently, she sets down First Aid on the table, giving him his cube as she sips hers. "We should start giving my wing it's paint job after, I think I'm fully healed now." Gesturing a hand towards her wing.
"Hmm," He said, going over for a closer look before nodding.
"Yes, it does look healed. but I'd still be careful, it'll be slightly weaker than the other wing for a few cycles."
"I see..." She spoke with disappointment in her tone. "Looks like IF a Mini-Con did activate during the night somewhere, I would not be able to blend very well in the darkness... Most of the time I have an irresisting urge to play with my prey before I bring the final blow..." She said idly.
"Really?" He questioned.
"Yeah, that's why I'm called Nightblade after all." Giving him her fanged grin, though First Aid knew most of the time only around him were they always giving off a friendly atmosphere.
"Have you ever hunted before coming to Earth?" He asked curiously.
"No, I was only locked away from even Cybertron itself... I never ventured outside which is why I'm happy that I wasn't at least returned home, in a way. I do miss my creators but I sadly do not know what has become of them... That and... Lately I've been having some odd-" Immediately, Nightblade ceased her speaking as she hears footsteps approaching the rec room, immediately going silent as she pretends to mind her own business.
Demolishor and Cyclonus had stepped inside of the rec room. The Anti-Aircraft Tank notices Nightblade but kept to himself but Cyclonus on the other hand, was scowling and snarling in her direction as the two gathered their cubes from the dispenser.
"Leave it," Demolishor huffed, he just wanted to enjoy a cube of Energon in peace.
"Hmph..." Cyclonus took his seat on the far opposite side of Nightblade, glaring daggers at her secretly while her back is to him, Nightblade on the other hand paid no heed as she casually enjoys herself sipping away at the cube.
"I wonder if we could source any extras for our energon?" She asked First Aid. "Like addictives and other substances."
I believe there could be some, I will need to check." He responded.
"That would be good," She said before adding in a whisper. "This Energon is good but getting a little boring."
"I see your point. Back on Cybertron, there were many various flavours I've tried, fairly good and I could show you a few I've made myself eons ago before leaving Cybertron." He smiled warmly.
"Ooh, that would be good," She said warmly. "When I had time, I sometimes experimented with different flavours, topping and Energon grades. It would be good to do it again."
Cyclonus eyed Nightblade and First Aid, how could she look so peaceful and emotionless while being able to withstand whatever the Decepticons have been throwing at her? It ticked him off, he desired to see Nightblade squirm, something to just make her know she needs to know her place and that equally, that he's superior over her even if she were not to follow his orders. An idea was plotting in his processor. But of course, his processor at the same time felt overwhelmed to see Sunblade again. 'Damn that Military Storm... I want to show that hack who's the more stronger one... I hate Triple Changers...' He grumbled to himself in his thoughts, sipping his cube.
It seemed everytime he came into contact with Triple Changers, he came off worse, and that included Decepticon ones. Besides, they were so smug and superior just because they could transform into a flying and ground vehicle. They were always swaggering around, throwing their weight about, so sure that nothing could compare to them. And showing off to the Femmes...
Not only Triple Changers bothered him but rare types of transformers such as Sixshot, whom is a Six Changer being able to assume six different alternate forms and a powerful one at that, no one but Megatron was able to best him, even very few Triple Changers would stand up to take him on. He was glad that those types of transformers were extremely rare, only Sixshot himself is the only existing one. His processor returned to his plotting, he would plan to have Nightblade in a sort of 'training session' as he snickered to himself. 'Lure Nightblade into believing I'm offering her training, then bam! I'll shoot her down from above until she's nothing but looking like scrap. Ha! ...I'll have to wait so that her Mini-Con isn't with her first...' The helicopter watched as the two took their leave.
With her Mini-Con, she could easily combine and shoot him down. Or the Mini-Con would raise the alarm or come to her aid in some other way. He knew Megatron would be furious if he destroyed her, so he couldn't have any witnesses to his trap. It was just a question of getting her on her own without that Mini-Con and being convincing about wanting to train her.
Once Cyclonus has finished his cube, he left for the throne room where Megatron was idly reading a data pad. "Megatron, sir?" The helicopter spoke.
"What is it?" Megatron said, not looking at him.
"If I may, sir... I'd like to be able to train Nightblade as well... Since I've seen Starscream train her and sometimes Demolishor... I'd like to be able to show her some things as well... Get to know her better, you know." He asked, trying not to sound suspicious. "It's better if she has some extra training, make her a better soldier and addition to our cause."
Megatron turned slightly to give him an odd look, Cyclonus hadn't been very welcoming of her.
"Mm, I suppose that would be a good idea," He said with a shrug. "If you believe you can teach her something different."
"Thank you, Megatron." Cyclonus said before adding. "It would be best if you could inform Nightblade of this, I don't think she'll believe me if I told her." The helicopter shrugged, then excused himself, heading in the direction of the training grounds.
He chuckled to himself, this was the perfect plan.
Nightblade and First Aid had returned to the Med Bay. Gently, she set him down on the counter near his work space as she went over to pick up a few thin strips of metal, some parts of the Med Bay had ladders attached to some parts of the walls so that First Aid would be getting around more easily. The ladders were not well made but Nightblade had constructed them to the best of her abilities. Maybe if they had gotten hold of a Mini-Con in their possession that's good with building things, it would make things much easier for her and the Mini-cons within their hold.
"How's that?" She asked as she finished one particular section.
"Looks sturdy enough." First Aid nodded, smiling as he observed the ladder, he felt worried that Nightblade had been sometimes pushing other things aside to build the ladders for him, but she knew that there would be times in the future where she wouldn't be able to put him up on the counters if something did happen.
Then, Megatron's voice came through the comm link.
/Nightblade, report to the training area outside, you're going to do some extra training./
Without hesitation and question, Nighblade responded right away. "Very well, Megatron." Cutting the link, the Femme Seeker stood from her place as she sets an unfinished ladder aside. "I suppose Demolishor wanted to give me extra training again, I'll be back soon, okay First Aid?" Nightblade knew that First Aid would trust her with Demolishor, despite the Anti-Aircraft Tank's attitude, he was gentle with her at least, one Mech who he knew by far who respects a Femme properly.
"Okay but don't train too hard," He said, he always worried about her overdoing it, even since that incident when she fainted.
"I promise." She smiled, picking him up gently as she brought him to her faceplace with her other hand wrapped around him lightly as she hugged him. "See you later." She softly said before setting him down.
"See you," He called, continuing with the construction of ladders.
'I wonder what will Demolishor be showing me this time, I have to admit he's a bit gentle than the other Mechs despite his rugged attitude. But, I suppose when I think about it, he could've been a Neutral like me, before.' Nightblade continued talking and questioning herself in her processor, once she's out and in the training grounds, she saw no one but Cyclonus. 'Hmm, strange... Demolishor's not here...' She looked around, confused but surely had a bad feeling about Cyclonus.
As she stood a bit unsure, wondering if Demolishor was late, Cyclonus spoke.
"Hey, you just gonna stand there or are we gonna get started?"
Raising an optic brow, Nightblade spoke. "You're training me...? Megatron never told me that you were training me. How can I believe you?" She inquired.
"Ask him if you don't believe me," He said with a shrug.
Without a further word, she contacted Megatron. "Megatron, this is Nightblade. Is Cyclonus supposed to be teaching me? Demolishor isn't in the training grounds." She said, waiting for his response.
/Yes, he is,/ Megatron replied. /Why, do you have a problem with that?/
"...No sir, I was only confused as you have not stated who I was to train with, that is all. Nightblade out." The comm link was then cut, her optics turned to Cyclonus. "Alright then, what sort of training are you going to give me, then?" Nightblade crossed her arms.
"Firearms," He answered. "You got taken down last hunt, you need to learn how to avoid those Autobots."
"While it is true I was taken down the last hunt, my wing was severed with a melee weapon, I was not shot down." She corrected him before saying. "But... I suppose I wouldn't mind some extra practise with firearms." Turning around, she went over to retrieve a blaster.
"Good, let's get started," He said, hiding a smirk. Perfect.
'Hmm... I haven't tried a more medium sized blaster before... Only the smaller ones... I should practise with these ones.' She thought to herself, picking up one of the medium sized blasters as she turned to face Cyclonus again, readying the blaster.
"Alright, we're going to hover," Cyclonus announced, lifting himself into the air with quite a bit of noise, using his propellers.
Without a word, Nightblade leaped into the air, activating her thrusters. The weapon felt a tad bit heavy while flying. 'Is that idiot trying to do something to me...? This blaster's heavy...'
"Okay, hovering..." She spoke, watching him very carefully.
"Are you gonna drop that?" Cyclonus questioned, watching as she tried to keep it held upright.
Ignoring the question Nightblade inquired. "Are we going to get this training over with or not? Save the questions for later." She said coldly, observing him to do something rather than ask questions.
He scowled at her but regained his composure.
"Anything we're doing other than just idly hovering and chattering away...?" She asked.
"Alright, try to aim at those targets," Cyclonus instructed, pressing a button and summoning some Autobot targets just to her left.
Nightblade turned to face the targets, readying the blaster as she fired. The recoil felt very strong due to being in the air.
"Ah!" She exclaimed, it was stronger than she'd thought but she managed to recover. Taking a steadier grip on the blaster, she fired again.
Cyclonus smirked to himself, hovering over very slowly to the side secretly so that he was behind her. 'Just a little more...' He thought, raising both of his arms as he aimed his blasters directly towards her back.
'This'll teach you,' He thought to himself as she tried to stop flying backwards everytime the blaster went off.
She was clearly fustrated with trying to blast the targets, so fustrated that the Femme Seeker had been fully distracted, not paying attention to Cyclonus at all. 'Can't... Get one shot... I should've went with a smaller blaster...'
"Perfect," Cyclonus muttered as he took aim and fired.
Nightblade let out a painful yelp as she fell downwards with a painful thud. Immediately recovering a tad bit as she looked up at the helicopter. "Hey! What was that for!?" She hissed.
"You should learn to watch your back," He said with a smirk as he fired again.
She snarled, shielding her face from the blasts as she started to flee from the attacks raining on her, there was too much firing going on as she couldn't even do or say anything. On top of that, he had shot her directly in the back, crippling her ability to transform and fly away safely. 'Damned helicopter... I need to do something before he could possibly deactivate me...!'
Nightblade yelped again as one of the blasts had hit her wings.
She screamed but thankfully, that wasn't her previously damaged wing. She tried to raise her blaster and fire but it was so heavy, she couldn't lift it properly and Cyclonus had no problem blasting it out of her hand.
'Nnngh...! I'm like a sitting duck here... I need to return to the base but it's a tad bit far...!' Nightblade was covered head to toe in her own energon life force but decided to push herself anyways towards the base as she limped. She needed to get away from him and fast. However, stopped dead in her tracks when Cyclonus flew forward and is now in front of her in the sky, continuing to shower his blasts at her.
"I don't think so, Femme!" He gleefully cackled.
"E-Enough of this... Cyclonus...! Nnngh!" Her damages were beginning to get rather dangerous, she needed to tend to her wounds soon. She was pinned down and wished someone would find her already before she could extinguish. 'Primus, Someone... Help me... Anyone...' She prayed silently to herself in her processor, she was slowly losing consciousness.
"Cyclonus, what in Primus' name are you doing!?" An angry voice was suddenly heard.
'S-Starscream?' she whispered as she fell into stasis lock.
Cyclonus ceased his firing upon hearing Starscream's voice as he angrily spoke. "Teaching this worthless Femme a lesson on respecting those higher ranked than her, that's what!" He snarled, transforming as he flew off immediately towards the base before Starscream could respond.
"Cyclonus!" Starscream snarled, about to leap into the air after the helicopter but spotting Nightblade lying on the ground, covered in energon life force. "Primus," He muttered, hurrying over to her side and seeing her injuries.
Carefully scooping her into his arms, he lifted into the air and flew as fast as he could back to base. She needed immediate medical attention, he could deal with Cyclonus later.
"Mini-Con First Aid," He rasped into the Med Bay's comm. "Prepare the Med Bay for Nightblade, she's been hurt."
/Oh! Right away!/ The Mini-Con responded in shock.
Starscream raced through the corridors, trying not to jostle Nightblade too much as she was still leaking energon life force. Primus, she'd probably be out of commission for several cycles, what was slagging Cyclonus thinking?
As Starscream reached the Med Bay, First Aid was completely shocked, feeling his spark torn to pieces upon sight of the heavy condition Nightblade is in. "Wh... What happened to Nightblade!?" He gasped, couldn't believe what he is seeing.
"Cyclonus," Starscream spat, striding over to a berth and laying Nightblade down. "He attacked her... Because she doesn't respect the worthless slagger."
First Aid leaped over from the counters to the berth Nightblade was placed on with his medical equipment prepared as he immediately began working on his partner. "Nnngh... The damage is heavily severe... Luckily she'll survive but she won't be able to fight for a few cycles... He's shot her in all sorts of places, rending her heavily vulnerable... She won't be able to fly, or even let alone hover until she's fully healed..." He said grimly.
"Megatron will not be pleased to hear about these news..." He added.
"No he won't," Starscream said grimly. "If you don't need me, I'll report to Megatron about this."
"You're free to go if you wish, I'll be fine while I tend to Nightblade." First Aid responded idly though there was clear worry in his tone, he hadn't stopped to look at the red and white Seeker.
Starscream paused before heading away. Megatron was going to be furious, Nightblade had been put out of commission for no good reason and now they could be a soldier down if any Mini-Con alerts sounded.
The Seeker found Megatron in the rec room, enjoying a cube quietly to himself as he idly stared at Earth. He seemed to be deep in thought of where the next Mini-Con would activate.
"Megatron sir," He said as his leader shot him an annoyed look. His leader didn't like to be disturbed when he was in a contemplative mood, unless it involved beating Optimus Prime.
"I have a serious incident to report," Starscream said quickly. "Cyclonus attacked Nightblade and seriously injured her."
"Attacked Nightblade...?" He questioned, an optic brow raised. He knew something suspicious was emitting from the helicopter but never expected to hear that he would go so far to seriously damage a fellow soldier. "When was this?" Megatron demanded.
"Just now sir, he only stopped when I interrupted him," Starscream explained. "I brought Nightblade to the Med Bay, she'll recover but not for several cycles, she will not be able to particpate in any Mini-Con hunt sir."
Upon Starscream finishing his speech, Megatron said nothing as he grew furious. Not only that Cyclonus had attacked Nightblade but so severely to the point where she's now crippled and unable to fight. "That will be all, Starscream." He spoke in a dangerous tone, standing up and leaving the rec room in search of the helicopter.
Starscream smirked, Cyclonus was going to get what he deserved for once. Megatron was slagged off and he'd ensure the helicopter never acted in such a fashion ever again.
Cyclonus was in the storage room, grumbling to himself that Starscream had interrupted him before he could feel fully victorious. In a way he did after damaging Nightblade heavily, hopefully now she'll learn that her emotionless attitude is a complete nuscience. "Femmes... I don't get why Megatron had to bring this one along..." He snarled. "Sunblade is a far more better Femme than that worthless scrap of a sister of hers." His expression changed to glee upon thinking about the yellow orange coloured Femme Seeker.
If only they'd discovered her... And the Autobots got that fragging useless sister of hers. Life would have been so much better then. He was so engrossed in his work that he didn't hear the heavy foosteps until they were right at the door.
Turning, he saw Megatron looking very annoyed and said. "Megatron sir?"
"Cyclonus, what is the meaning of this!? I demand you to answer this instant on what it has to do with your assault on one of my soldiers." Megatron's deadly tone bellowed, seeming like he's snarling.
"Uh... Um...," Cyclonus stammered, he hadn't really thought about Megatron's reaction to Nightblade's injuries. "Well sir... You see... The thing is..."
"Well?" He angrily boomed, his fury seeming to grow every astrosecond.
"She's a nuscience," Cyclonus finally blurted out. "She's not a real soldier and yet she thinks she's better than us. She keeps failing in missions and we'd be better off without her."
Megatron's optics glared daggers right to Cyclonus, as if he had an intention to offline the helicopter where he stood. Then, he spoke, still in his dangerous tone. "If I hear anymore reports of your actions towards Nightblade again, I will not hesitate to offline you where you stand, Cyclonus. Do I make myself perfectly clear?"
"Y-yes sir," Cyclonus gulped while wondering if a warning was all he was going to get.
With that, Megatron left the storage room, his heavy footsteps echoing throughout the corridor as he stopped momentarily upon reaching the Med Bay, looking through the window seeing First Aid repairing the unconscious Nightblade before returning to the rec room.
Few Breems or maybe Joors later, Nightblade's optics had flickered online. "Mmmmhhh... Where am I...?" She groaned, trying to sit up but let out a muffled yelp as a sharp pain shot throughout her circuits, ceasing her movement as she slowly layed back down. "Argh...!"
"Shh, it's alright," Came a soothing voice. "You're safe here, Nightblade."
"Nnngh... Who is it...?" She wasn't fully aware of her senses, trying to make out who spoke. "F-First... Aid...?"
"I'm here," He said gently, lightly squeezing her finger.
"Who... Brought me here...? I'm in the Med Bay...? All I remember is being fired at and then... I heard someone's voice, and then I fell into stasis lock..." Nightblade said throughout a few gasps, the pain was heavily excruciating.
"Starscream brought you in and now you must rest," First Aid said firmly.
"Mmh..." Nightblade then softly laughed as she spoke. "I suppose even Decepticons have some sparks in them... To still care about others... That, or it's just because I'm a Femme..." Slowly, she wrapped her entire hand around First Aid, hugging him softly. "I'm... I'm so sorry, First Aid... I've worried you heavily, my friend..." Energon tears began leaking from her optics.
"It's not your fault, Cyclonus set a trap for you," First Aid said, voice breaking a little. "I dont think any of the others saw this coming or wanted it to happen."
Her laughing ceased, frowning as she looked slightly at herself a bit along with looking at her wings before finally saying. "I... Can't go Mini-Con hunting with the others for a while, right...?" Her tone sounding grimly.
"No," He said gently. "You must rest and recover."
With a heavy sigh, Nightblade slowly let go of First Aid so that he could resume repairing her. "Looks like I'll have to be very careful from now on... Especially if new members arrived here in the Decepticon's moon base... Some would be possibly as dangerous as Cyclonus... Or worse..."
"Hopefully, none will be like Cyclonus...if anyone shows up," First Aid said as he carefully sealed up a tear in her armour.
"I feel even more terrible now that I think about it... We can't go down to Earth to resume our studies too for a while..." She sadly pointed out.
"I don't care about that, as long as you're safe," First Aid said firmly.
"I understand, but I know you do love going out to study with me. I don't know about the others but you know how well I am concerned about you and your kind..." She softly spoke before adding. "It pains me to see you in such a sad state, too."
With a heavy sigh, First Aid moved to tend to another tear once he had finished the previous one, one of them was a rather large one. "I'm alright, the studies can wait. Right now, I'm fine with making sure you're back to full health... One's life force is much more important." He said softly.
"Thank you," she said with a smile before wincing. "Oww, this is going to get tedious."
"Don't worry, all will be well once you're fully repaired." First Aid replied softly, trying to be as gentle as he can.
She smiled but inside, she didn't feel so good. While she was happy that First Aid cared about her so much, a part of her hurt at being ambushed like that. She'd done nothing to Cyclonus and yet he'd attacked her. And now she was useless for the next few cycles.
"I suppose I won't be well enough to at least get up for some Energon Cubes if I needed some..." Nightblade idly spoke to herself softly.
"Don't worry about that, just take your time," First Aid reassured her. "I'm sorry this isn't Cybertron, there would be plenty of entertain you then... Perhaps I could find something on Earth for you."
"If you wish, of course." She responded, slowly looking over to her sides, noticing a few data pads. "I wonder if I could spend some of the time reviewing a few things on the Data pads containing medical knowledge, to occupy myself for a while since I won't be going anywhere." Very slightly, she gestures her finger, pointing towards the stacked data pads.
"That would be a good idea," He said approvingly. "You can rest and learn at the same time."
"Thank you." Nightblade smiled, waiting patiently for First Aid to leap from the berth to the counters as he gathered them one at a time, the fact that the data pads are transformer sized but luckily were rather lightweighted.
"Here we go," He said, heaving them up before running and leaping back to her berth.
...
Sunblade was using something that Military Storm had invented himself, she was using something that seemed to be suitable for when she needed to polish the paintjob on her wings. She hadn't understand why Military Storm wouldn't help her reach her wings and instead suggested he'd invent something for her to use instead. What bothered her is why, even though she trusts him more than anything, would refuse such a simple little offer of help.
"What's the big deal?" She questioned, using the long polisher to carefully do her wings.
After she had polished her wings, she decided to head to the rec room where she found almost everyone enjoying an Energon Cube, the kids weren't around neither were Optimus and Military Storm. "Hmm... Optimus must be talking to 'Storm again... I must've awakened a tad bit too early or something?" She greeted everyone present good morning before going over to the dispenser to gather herself a regular healthy cube before taking her seat.
She sipped at it, remembering getting tipsy on High-Grade. She giggled, in retrospect, that had been funny. Just as well her Creators weren't there or they'd have gone crazy. Probably would have grounded her.
'But what I just don't get is what was that dream I had...? That silver coloured Femme... Her voice sounded almost so close to Nightblade's yet she sounded so... Cheerful...? And that one symbol... It looked like the Sun and Moon family combined... Oh well, it was only a dream.' Shaking her head slightly, swirling the liquid inside of the cube idly.
She'd been having an odd dream recently but had no idea what it meant and put it down to not powering down her processor properly.
"Something wrong, Sunblade?" Hot Shot asked, noticing her staring at her cube idly.
Sunblade broke her attention away from the cube and turned to Hot Shot. "Oh no, just thinking, that's all. Nothing really." She replied, giggling.
"Huh, okay," He said with a shrug, chugging back his cube.
"Think I might see if Military Storm's up for a flight once he's available if he is, I need to stretch my wings, I miss the sun!" She grinned.
Hot Shot grinned, he knew what she meant. He wasn't a flyer but there was nothing better than racing through the bright sunlight or even when the sun was just on the horizon. He'd given the kids lifts a few times and he always enjoyed himself.
Optimus Prime and Military Storm soon shortly arrived in the rec room, it seemed that they had finished their conversation about what seemed to be a warning the Weapons Specialist had told Optimus.
"...Yes, I'm aware of when the time comes if it happens, thank you for informing me of this, Military Storm."
"Of course, sir." The Triple Changer saluted.
Optimus nodded before spotting Hot Shot and Sunblade engaged in animated conversation, the two of them had really formed a bond.
"I'm glad to see that Sunblade's been fitting in very well, at least. Being able to make a few friends among your soldiers, especially with Hot Shot." Military Storm said, giving a hearty chuckle. "They both would do very well in teamwork, don't you think so?"
"They do indeed and Hot Shot watches out for her well," Optimus said approvingly. "He's good at taking rookies under his wing."
The Weapons Specialist was shocked to hear about this. "Really? I've never had heard of a young Mech his age taking in rookies. He must have made quite a history back in Cybertron." He said, smiling.
"He does, he started soldiering from a young age and has progressed quickly," Optimus acknowledged. "He's always been good at looking after others, I think he could become a great mentor one day."
"I agree. I suppose I could offer Hot Shot to teach her instead of I. Of course, only if he wishes to." He nodded, observing the two 'bots talking.
"Would you be alright with that?" Optimus questioned, knowing how protective the old Mech was of his charge.
"As long as he does not pull anything funny on Sunblade, I will trust him. I am getting a tad bit old to teach I'm afraid, even though I can still battle..." The Triple Changer responded a tad grimly. "I have trained many rookies to fine soldiers for eons, but I'm afraid since it has been long since I've last taught a rookie, I fear I may make too many mistakes."
"I can still pass my knowledge to others, but to show how it is performed is rather tricky with this body." He added.
"You still aren't used to it?" Optimus questioned and Military Storm nodded. It was a good body but at times, it didn't feel quite like 'his' body and sometimes, kinks would occur that hadn't in the old body.
"But, I am still my good ol self. I may be different in appearance, but I am all the same. I chose to fight to protect my creators, brothers, and my friends and still do until my very spark extinguishes." The two Mechs gathered their cubes and sat at a table, which brought the attention of Hot Shot and Sunblade towards them.
"Hi Military Storm... Optimus," Sunblade greeted cheerfully.
"Well, hello Sunblade. How are you this very morning, my dear?" The Weapons Specialist said, chuckling. Optimus also greeted Sunblade.
"I'm great," She responded with a beam. "What about you?"
"I'm very well, thank you." He responded.
"I assume seeing from the expression on your faceplate tells me something is on your processor?" He added.
"Uh... Yeah." She said, a little unsure.
"Please, you are free to tell me anything. I have said that to you before eons ago, have I not?" Military Storm kindly said, hoping she
remembers he had told her this before.
"I know," she said with a nod, biting her lip. "Um, could I talk to you in private?"
"Of course." Military Storm stood up, looking over to his leader before leaving with Sunblade. "Excuse me, sir. I'll return in a few short breems."
"Go ahead," Optimus encouraged and the two departed.
They took a short walk along the base's corridors until Sunblade lead Military Storm into a storage room where there was luckily no one inside, perfect for a private talk as she turns to face her caretaker.
"Alright now, my dear. What's on your processor." The Triple Changer asked before he started to kneel a tad bit to look at her properly to her optic level as he spoke in a soft civilian voice, which felt as if he never had been in battle before or at all.
"I've been having... Strange dreams," she admitted softly. "But I'm not sure what they mean."
"Strange dreams? What sort of dreams were you having if I may ask?" Military Storm replied.
"About a sliver Femme... which the sun and moon symbols combined," She said as his optics widened.
He was shocked, that very silver Femme he knew before somehow mysteriously disappearing, leaving behind Sunblade and Nightblade. He gave a sigh and tilted his head downwards. "Well... I knew that the day would come when either you or Nightblade would ask me. That Silver Femme you're describing to me is... Is..." The Weapons Specialist struggled to say her name, but it felt as if he were forbidden to reveal the name. "Her name... Is Silverfang."
"You know her?" She said with interest.
"Yes... She was only a sparkling when I met her. But..." Pausing as he gave a heavy sigh. "I'm not sure if I can tell you this..."
"Why not... Did she offline?" She questioned.
"No... Something else happened." Military Storm looked up at Sunblade again. "I will tell you, but please understand there might be some... Difficulties once I tell you. And I will answer any questions you have for me about it, alright?"
"Okay," She said slowly, curious and a little worried. Just what was this big secret?
"Silverfang somehow emitted a strange glow right around two lunar cycles after she was sparked... At first we all feared it meant her extinguish but instead... You and Nightblade appeared once that light had disappeared... This marked that the two of you were confirmed that possibly as a gift by Primus, you two can combine but at the same time... I'm afraid that neither of you two will dominate the combination... Only Silverfang will appear... She may not remember what you both have gone through if you both combine to form her... Nor will she know who you two are... This we have not known because nobody dared to tell either of you both, even I was forbidden to tell." He felt his spark stabbed in all sorts of places upon seeing Sunblade's expressions change in most parts of his sentences.
She stared at him, hardly able to believe what she had just heard. It couldn't be true... It just couldn't...
"No..." She stammered, backing away. "No..."
Military Storm felt torn, he hated to see Sunblade like how she is feeling right now, he felt that his spark would extinguish very soon as he told her all he said. "I'm sorry..." He whispered with a hint of breaking in his vocal processor, Sunblade could see energon leak from his optics. "But..." He opened his visor, despite his vision wasn't 100% "That doesn't mean the family no longer loved you, we continued to raise both you and Nightblade. Silverfang is not extinguished, half of her spark lives within you and Nightblade. We all loved you as equally as we did with her." Gently, he held both her hands before saying. "I hope you understand... Can you... Can you forgive this old Mech for keeping such a secret? Even if he hated keeping secrets as promised eons ago..."
"I...," She said thickly, she didn't know what to say or even think.
"Sunblade..." He softly spoke, tilting his head downwards. "Please... I'm sorry..."
"H-How could this combining happen?" She finally managed to ask.
"Will I simply cease to exist?"
"It's unknown to everyone in the noble family, even I on how the combination for both of you work, none of the family members never had such a thing happen before. I've seen regular combiners but I am unsure how yours and Nightblade's combination will work... It could possibly work like the usual combiners but since neither you or Nightblade will dominate the entire body... Even I will have to explain Silverfang this once she's learned that she isn't on Cybertron when the time comes..." Military Storm said grimly before adding. "I strongly advise as well as to not stray too close to any of the others, if you know what I mean... I just wish for no one to be hurt if they learn about this. Finally, do NOT tell anyone about this, not even Optimus Prime as much as this pains me to hide secrets from even from my old friend... Understand?"
"I... I think so," She said, voice shaking. "W-What about Nightblade?"
"No sadly... Like you, I'm afraid she does not know a thing about Silverfang... It's possible she may also have dreams of her but luckily, none of the Decepticons know about her... I'm afraid so far the only person who knows about Silverfang is me, your Creators, now you too." He said, standing up to his normal height while grimly added. "I'm afraid there is no way that tyrant Megatron will allow me to speak freely with Nightblade. She would want to know about this, too."
"Oh..." Sunblade said, looking away, she started thinking about how would Nightblade react to this very story Military Storm had just told her. While true they were at their necks now, this whole new thing had her now wondering. 'No, it wouldn't be possible, knowing Nightblade, she doesn't have a thing for looking for someone at all. She hated that sort of thing ever since our family had been trying to give us away to a few Mechs back then...'
"Come, we must return to the rec room, I have something to talk about with Hot Shot." Military Storm said and immediately added before Sunblade could say anything. "No, don't worry. This conversation I will have with Hot Shot will not be about this, it is something else to discuss between soldiers."
"Nothing bad?" She couldn't help but question.
"Nothing bad at all, my dear." The Triple Changer said with a smile, drying the energon tears from his faceplate before willing his visor to equip back on. The two returned to the rec room where Military Storm notices Hot Shot wasn't in the room anymore but Optimus was still at his seat, reading a Data pad. "I've returned, Optimus Prime." He saluted as Sunblade left to do something to occupy herself.
"So I see, did your talk go well?" Optimus asked and Military Storm nodded before asking. "Where is young Hot Shot?"
"I think I saw him head to the direction of the Med Bay to maybe ask Red Alert about something perhaps." He replied.
"Thank you, there's something I need to discuss with him," Military Storm said, striding away.
"Anytime, old friend." Optimus said before returning to reading his data pads.
It wasn't long before Military Storm had seen Hot Shot exit the Med Bay. "Hot Shot, may I have a word with you in private, soldier?" The Triple Changer asked.
"Sure sir," Hot Shot said with a nod, pausing to wait for Military Storm to catch up with him.
Once he's caught up with the young Mech, the two walked towards the Command Center, knowing no one would be around there at the time just yet which is perfect time for the two of them to talk privately. As they entered, they took their seats somewhere. "So, I've learned you take rookies under your wing, correct?" He said.
Hot Shot looked rather startled but then nodded.
"Yeah, I've helped a few bots," He acknowledged. "They all needed someone to help them."
Military Storm nodded as he then spoke again. "I've been observing you and Sunblade for some time and it has been brought to me to ask if you would like to take Sunblade under your wing, training her into a soldier. I would teach her but I'm far too old to be able to train rookies I'm afraid. Especially in this body." He asked.
"Really?" Hot Shot said, amazed. "You'd let me train her?"
"Yes, I believe I can trust you enough with training her. You did keep her safe while you and her were away with the kids, it is why I felt I can offer you this." He replied as he added. "Will you take on this duty, soldier?"