Sorry this took forever. It took forever to get it right.
There will come a point in this chapter when a song will come up and there will be this symbol (*) beside it. Please listen to it as you read the scene to get the full effect of the action. It would make me very happy if you did. *gives puppy eyes to readers*
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Transformers. I just play with them. I only own my OC's.
Time:
Astro-second = 1.258 Earth seconds
1 nanocycle/nanoklik = 10 seconds
1 cycle/klik = 60 nanocycles/nanokliks 120 seconds
Breem = 15 kliks 30 minutes
1 joor = 1.3 Earth days
Solar cycle/orn = 24 joor 31.557 Earth days
Vorn = 10 orn
Groon = 8 vorn
Orbital cycle = 12 groon 83 human years
Deca-cycle = 10 orbital cycles
Centi-cycle/Mega cycle = 100 orbital cycles
Meta cycle = 1,000 orbital cycles
Communication:
:: comm. link ::
- Bondmates/sparkmates -
~: creator/creation bond :~
: sibling bond :
~ spark twin bond ~
Thoughts/memories/flashbacks/dreams/singing
[symbiot/symbiot carrier]
Seeker Cant
The Seekers were on edge. Last night when the Seekers onlined to move again, they all seemed to share Wing Saber's feelings about staying on the move. Jazz felt this need to move intensify as the orn wore on. By midorn, this need became a drive that was pushing them to max out their thrusters and fly as fast as possible. It got to the point where Wind Dancer just couldn't fly fast enough, so Jetstorm and Wing Saber took turns carrying her.
Jazz looked at his radar. His optics got huge. These Seekers were fast. His spark sank. Even though these guys were fast, he knew that there were Con transports that were faster. He looked back at Wing Saber. Maybe they should have left when she said they should.
"Jazz."
Jazz looked down at Bladestream.
"How much farther to Polyhex?"
Jazz looked at his radar again. "About 200 kliks. At this pace, it shouldn't take ya more than a couple joor."
"When will we start to see it?"
"Ah think about 50 or so kliks out. Once we start seein' the borders o' Polyhex, ah'll contact Optimus so he can give us backup."
"Sounds good to me."
Megatron looked out the transport window. Starscream may have failed to find the experiments, but he had to admit (never aloud!) that there was nothing that he could have done. They were long done by the time Starscream got there. Now they were chasing the group towards Autobot-run city-state of Polyhex. Shockwave had predicted that they would head for Autobot territory as soon as they could.
He heard beeping coming from the radar to his left. When he looked at it, there was an Autobot signature being picked up. Said Autobot was moving too fast for to be a ground-based model.
"Identify this signal!" he said. Soundwave nodded and typed away on his console. In nanokliks, he found a match.
"Jazz, Optimus's third in command." Megatron frowned. Jazz was a grounder. How could he be going that fast?
Soundwave's visor flicked, causing Megatron to look at him. The images of the experiments were being displayed on the visor.
"Interesting," Megatron smirked, "If the master spy has indeed found our escapees, then that would explain his speed. Can you pick up on any of the others?"
Soundwave pointed to the front of the ship. Megatron looked to where he was pointing, but saw nothing. Soundwave typed on his console and screen popped up on the windshield and it showed a magnified view of the area many kliks in front of the transport. In the distance, very faint, was a group of Seekers with Jazz riding on the triplechanger. Megatron smirked.
He looked to Soundwave. "Get us in range to fire the energon canon. I want them alive and undamaged."
Soundwave nodded silently and increased the speed of the shuttle.
~~~~~SSSsssSSS~~~~~
Polyhex was getting close. Wing Saber could see it on the horizon. At last, they could finally rest! Jazz placed his servo on the side of his helm next to his audio.
Something was wrong. Jazz's field was a bit confused. Something was coming, something huge. She could feel the air vibrate with its speed. It was approaching from behind and it was coming fast.
Soundwave nodded to Megatron. The canon was ready. Its beam would knock the Seekers out of the air without damaging them too much, but it would scramble their processors enough, long enough, for the Decepticons to retrieve them. The problem was, it was only good for one shot so the aim had to be precise.
"Fire it."
Soundwave nodded and typed the command.
She saw Jazz tap his audio a couple times.
Wing Saber heard something like a weapon priming up behind them. She tipped a rearview mirror towards the sound. There was a huge ship in the distance coming towards them. She sent alarm through the bond.
Jazz turned around on Bladestream's back. His optics got huge and his mouth dropped open.
Wing Saber heard the sound of a canon firing and what looked like a giant plasma ball from a science museum came flying towards them so fast they did not have enough time to get out of the way.
Two nanokliks later, Wing Saber felt a powerful rush of energy flood her frame. She was stunned for a nanoklik as her frame automatically transformed back into root mode and she fell to the ground, her siblings' bonds filled with pain.
When she hit the ground, she tumbled and slid to a stop. It didn't hurt much, which was surprising due to the height from which they had fallen.
Wing Saber stood up and when she opened her optics, the world was greyed out. It was all black and white and it looked as though she had dark sunglasses on. There was a light source at the bottom of her vision. She looked down and saw that the source of light was her spark. But that was not the only thing she saw. She saw all the electrical currents and energon paths throughout her frame. Her entire frame seemed to be glowing and she felt more alert and she had more energy than she ever felt before.
She noticed that there was something connected to her spark. It looked like tendrils of spider's webbing. Her optics followed the tendrils and saw they connected her spark to each of the sparks of her siblings. Bonds, these are our bonds. She saw the energon paths and the electrical currents of her siblings, too. And Jazz. Jazz's spark was two-toned while the sparks of Wing Saber and her siblings had only a single color. She could also see their EM fields. The EM fields were colored according to their emotions, which were mostly white with pain.
She heard faint engines behind her. She turned and saw a massive mass of energy hovering in the sky. This had to be the Con ship that was following them.
A strong wave of protectiveness surged through her. She didn't know how, but they were not going harm her siblings again.
Bladestream's vision was filled with static and his audios were ringing. The impact left his whole frame screaming in pain. His HUD with filled with so many alerts, the static was red. The bonds of his siblings were filled with pain as well.
All but one. Wing Saber wasn't in pain. She was elated. She had found something. He finally opened his optics and saw Wing Saber standing to his left looking at her servos, her wings fluttering with excitement. Her optics had paled to an ice blue and glowed brightly like lightsabers. Small arcs of electricity licked across her frame and her hair glowed like the sun. She looked between her servos and the rest of them on the ground. He began to feel strength pouring from her. Whatever the Cons had blasted them with triggered something in her. He had always sensed that her true potential had lain dormant within his sister and he could feel that whatever it was had now been awakened.
Her smile turned to a frown as she turned around and faced the still distant Decepticon ship. Her determination seeped through the bond as she began to back up and stand in the center of the group. By now the others were coming out of their disoriented states, except for Jazz, who was still out cold on the ground. Wing Saber was subconsciously pouring strength and energy into him and their siblings, making the effects of the blast dissipate.
The Con ship fired another shot like the one that had struck them down before. Wing Saber took a step back and planted her pedes. As the shot came close, she thrust her servos into the air and a field on energy came from the center of her being and completely covered the group like the force fields that Violet from the Incredibles movie would make. The blast impacted the field, but the energy from it traveled to her servos in bolts of electricity.
He felt music deep within his spark. It took him a moment to realize the music was coming from Wing Saber. Her spark was singing a war song from a band the family liked called Skillet. He got optic contact with his other siblings and rose to stand by Wing Saber's left side, just a bit behind. The others did the same with Jetstorm right behind him on his left and Stardust and Wind Dancer in similar formation on Wing Saber's right. Jazz was still on the ground behind them, though awake now, wondering what in the world was going on.
The song playing in their sparks was called Not Gonna Die*. As the instrumental opening played, he felt his power being enhanced as though he plugged himself into a wall socket. He could tell that his siblings were feeling the same.
Flyers exited the ship and grounders were dropped from it. They were going to have to fight if they wanted to survive.
Wing Saber put the field down and they all readied their weapons as the first lines of the song came to mind. Jetstorm's twin blasters came forth, Bladestream withdrew a broadsword, Wing Dancer transformed into a large fearsome cyberwolf more than twice her mass, and Stardust traded her servos for a pair of blades. Wing Saber's weapons finally made its appearance. She withdrew from subspace what looked to be two lightsaber handles. When they ignited, they looked like white, flat lightsabers. When she swung them in front of her, the blades curved a bit and left behind trails of feathers made of solid energy. When the blades went a certain distance, the feathers at the end of the trails would break away and denigrate. Bladestream admired the swords. These were what her frame was making. They suited her.
He took his place at Wing Saber's back. Jetstorm and Wind Dancer paired up and Stardust and Jazz paired up.
The Decepticons grew close and the battle began on beat with the chorus of the song.
The original goal was to render the Cons unconscious so that there wouldn't be any deaths, but that wasn't going so well. Jetstorm and his clone took down as many Cons as they could. Sometimes a Con would get too close and he had to pull moves he had seen in Clone Wars in order to evade or kill the Con.
No one could touch Wind Dancer. She was so fast and agile. She transformed into many animals to win her battles.
Stardust didn't fight much, but she did heal what little injuries they had.
Bladestream used the various weapons that made up his armor to cut down his enemies. His speed and strength were magnified many times over. Wing Saber's spark sang its song over and over.
Each of them moved to the beat of the song. They moved in unison, as one.
As more Cons joined the scene, Bladestream had to move away from Wing Saber a bit for more room to work. He still stayed close to his sister's side.
Megatron watched the battle unfold. His soldiers weren't making much of an impact on the group. He was quickly getting irritated. These amateurs were cutting down anyone who got close enough. He tried to overwhelm them with more Vehicons, but it didn't change anything. He had the ship's canons and bombs aimed at them. They were still fighting well.
He then noticed that the blue femme was going her best to stay in the midst of her siblings. Her servos would reach out to whichever sibling needed assistance. She was emitting a strong energy signature. Shockwave had said that he had special plans for this one. She was aiding her siblings. And in return, her siblings protected her. Blasters only enhanced her power and bombs of any kind only caused her to stumble for a nanoklik. All energy based weaponry was ineffective. He realized that he would need to get in close to deal any damage.
He needed to take her out so that he could capture the others. He had Soundwave send more troops and had different squads split the siblings apart. They were not seasoned warriors. If they were separated and overwhelmed, they would become easy to capture.
It didn't take long for his plan to work. The blue femme's concentration was divided and the whole group was beginning to suffer. He ordered the troops near her to lure her away from the group. Once she was far enough away, he would take her down personally. He couldn't damage her too much, though. He still needed her alive.
Jazz cursed under his breath. The Cons were blocking any comm. signals from getting through. They needed backup and they needed it now. He made his way to Bladestream. He sliced through Con after Con until he reached the dark blue triplechanger.
"Ah can't get a signal! The Cons are blockin' it!"
Bladestream took out another Con. "Where do you think they would keep a jammer?"
"On da roof o' da ship. There are some satellite dishes up there. Ya should be able ta tell which one is da jammer."
"Alright, I'll disable it. Wing Saber should be fine right now. Think you'll be alright?"
Jazz grinned. "Ah got this. Go take out that jammer."
Bladestream took out a few more Cons sheathed his sword and transformed and took off for the ship.
Once he was near the ship, the ships blasters and cannons began to rain fire upon his. Bladestream dodged the shots and fired a few of his own, and his aim was a great deal better than theirs. He fried many of the guns as he headed for the roof of the ship.
As he climbed higher, he was greeted by Vehicon Seekers. He easily dodged their fire and shot each one in the wings as to make them lost the ability to remain airborne. Soon, he had taken them all out and he could now see the top of the Con ship. There was a huge landing strip at the tail end of the ship that took up about a third of the ship's length. Near the center of the ship, was a small area with satellite dishes. That was where he needed to go.
He descended and landed near the satellites. He transformed and ran up to them. But which one was the right one?
Hmmm … He began to walk around, activating his comm. link to Jazz's frequency. There was something specific he was looking for; a change in the static on the comm. The third "dish" was more like a tower and it changed the frequency of the static.
This one. He grabbed the tower near its base and uprooted it, wires and all. He bent the tower like a pretzel (with a bit of difficulty) and cast it aside.
Pedefalls. Bladestreaam turned and saw more Vehicons running towards him, shooting. He semi-shielded his faceplates with his arm as blaster bolts chipped his paint. He ran to the edge of the ship and leaped off the side, transforming into his flyer mode as he fell. He then raced through the air to return to the battle on the ground.
Alarms blared, red lights flashed throughout the bridge.
"Soundwave, what is that?!"
Sound wave pulled up footage from the roof of the ship. The black triplechanger was now on the roof.
"STARSCREAM!"
"It isn't MY fault he fragging blasted through the Vehicons!" The femme-like silver Seeker screeched defensively, his wings hiking up in irritation. "Those flyers are incompetent! They couldn't hit the broadside of the Hall of Records even with target lasers! You saw how he dispatched the ones on the ground."
"I asked you to offline him and bring him to me!" Megatron said, getting in the Seeker's faceplates. He poked the Seeker in the chestplates hard enough it create sparks.
Starscream sputtered and his wings fell as he tried to figure out how he could avoid a beating.
"Do you really think that I can physically take down a bot the same size and skill as yourself, Lord Megatron? And if I were to intercept him in the air, he would be terminated if he were to fall to the ground."
Starscream's words only had Megatron's energon boil. He was not it the mood to be flattered to just so the cowardly Seeker could save his hide.
"If he does ANY damage to this ship, I wi-"
Another alarm started going off. Soundwave was typing away at the console. Megatron saw the on the monitor that the jammer was offline. Not the "it's turned off, but still giving a signal to the ship that it's there" offline, but the "I have been forcefully disconnected from the system" offline. Megatron was not happy.
"FOOL!" he shouted, striking Starscream with the back of his servo. The Seeker yelped as he collided with the wall.
"Now Jazz can contact reinforcements!"
"Then take out the blue femme! The triplechanger gets his power from her."
Megatron bristled. "I know that! Shut your mouth and do something to jam their communications!"
Starscream hurried to his task as Megatron looked out the window. The blue femme was far enough way that he took apprehend her easily. He left the bridge for the landing pad. Once she was unconscious, she couldn't give power to her siblings. He needed to take her out as quickly as possible.
The battle was getting harder. Wing Saber couldn't devote much time to her siblings or else she would be sliced at. They were suffering. Jazz kept trying to contact help, but his signal was being jammed. He wouldn't leave them to get beyond the jammer for fear of the Seekers being overwhelmed. Unfortunately, that was exactly what was happening.
Dodge, roll, block, slice, and repeat. She felt like she was in a long training session where the mistakes had become deadly. Her arms and stabilizers were burning and her stamina was running out. She constantly changed her attack patterns along with the rhythm in her spark. It hurt her spark to see the lights of the Cons' sparks go out. She did her best to just knock them out. Wing Saber spun her swords at high speeds to create temporary shields to get her arms a break. Since her swords were a part of her, she could mentally suspend them in the air as long as they didn't go beyond her EM field. She pushed more power to her siblings.
Speaking of siblings, where was Bladestream? She didn't feel him close. Panicked, she looked down at her spark, looking for the strand of energy that connected him to her. She called out through the bond, trying to get a fix on his whereabouts.
A reassuring nudge answered her calls. He was fine. He had just finished uprooting the jammer. Now Jazz could call for back-up.
Scratch that … back-up was already coming. Jazz's mate had already assembled a team to help them.
So that was the other color in Jazz's spark. He did have a mate. She thought. She sent him relief that he was safe.
He sent teasing tones back. Wing Saber mentally slapped him and scolded him for thinking about play while in battle.
She felt him laugh crazily. She shook her helm and brought the side of her servo against the main energon line in a Con's neck. His visor went dark as his CPU glitched out from the sudden lack of and then rush of energon as he fell to the ground. One more life spared … as long as he remains out.
Bladestream's end of the bond was still filled with amusement.
After she cut down the last of the Decepticons near her, she looked up to the sound of jet engines. High in the sky was a huge jet, but as it got closer, she could tell it wasn't a Seeker. The bot had too much armor and was not streamlined enough to be a Seeker model. And it was heading for her.
She needed to get back to her siblings. She transformed and took off, but the jet was faster and cut her off, landing in her flight path. She slowed down as not to collide with him and transformed herself, landing a good several yards away.
Her spark went cold at the sight of the mech. His royal blue spark gave off a twisted, menacing presence. He radiating power. She squinted to see the details of his frame. It was hard to see the energon and electric currents under all that armor. Almost like Bladestream. This mech was built for war. His armor had many sharp spikes. The shape of his frame looked very familiar.
Her optics widened when his identity dawned on her. Oh, no. She took a couple steps back. She had a feeling she was looking upon Megatron himself.
Sorry for the cliffhanger, but let me know how you guys like it. If you catch any errors, please let me know so I can fix it.
There will be one or two more chapter to this story before I start a sequel.