Mediziner's Notes: A little surprise in this one kinda. And yes, First Aid is one of the Mini-Con Chief Medical Officers, so he's teaching Nightblade to better her skills as a Medical Officer. :) I should have said this before...
Enjoy!
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Before Nightblade could say anything, they heard Sunblade's frightened shriek slightly faint from within the sounds of the firing blasters. Immediately, Military Storm let go and commanded her sternly to stay put where she is while he went to go to Sunblade's aid.
After they had gained distance, Nightblade frowned, apologizing to him within her processor as she 'vanished' into the darkness.
"Get away from me!" Sunblade exclaimed as Megatron loomed over her.
Her fear only worsened as the Decepticon Leader slowly approached her, he was the only Decepticon that could truly bring the fear out of her, until...
"Megatron! Get away from Sunblade!" Military Storm dangerously growled, charging towards the Decepticon Leader.
"What's the matter, Military Storm?" Megatron sneered. "Don't want to lose the other Femme?"
"You...!" He dangerously growled. As Military Storm charged in, attempting to land a punch, Megatron only scoffed as he grabbed the Triple Changer's fist in a strong reflex, swinging him powerfully to the side and then threw off a strong powerful punch to the Mech's face with his free hand. Military Storm grunted as he was sent backwards to the ground.
Getting back up, Military Storm charged again, attempting to land a few punches but kept missing or his punches were blocked each time.
"Underwater or above, your equally useless." Megatron sneered. "Face it, you are an outdated model that belongs on the scrap heap."
"Never! I will keep fighting if I have to!" Military Storm spun about, attempting to land a powerful kick despite the water resisting much of the force.
Sunblade knew that this was her cue to get away while Megatron was distracted by her caretaker despite she didn't want to leave him all alone but it was better than getting captured by the Decepticons.
She quickly headed in the direction of the strange underwater human building, maybe she could do more from there.
She hadn't known that she was being followed by none other than Nightblade from afar, remaining to keep to the shadows.
'Where are you going, Sunblade...' She thought to herself, maneuvering away from the battlefield as she continued to tail her sister.
"I really hate this volume of water," Sunblade grumbled as she tried to force herself faster through the heavy liquid but it wasn't working very well.
"I could see why the others were struggling so hard to move in this." Ticker replied, but then he somewhat flinched. "I sense another of my kind near, it isn't the one we're rescuing but it is definitely not Sparkplug! I can't see them but they are very close..." He alerted.
She gasped, it could only be a Decepticons Mini-Con.
"Your Mini-Con is correct..." She began hearing Nightblade's voice, seeming to come from all over. "Where were you going now, Sunblade...? I can see how terrified you must be of fighting... Just like you have been before we were locked away in stasis pods..." Adding with a chuckle.
Sunblade spun around, trying to stand in front of where Nightblade's voice is coming from, but it seemed impossible, could she be moving around too fast? "C-Come out and f-fight!" She squeaked out, she hated the dark more than ever.
"Don't like the dark, sister?" Came the voice as she squinted in the darkness.
"Hhh... That's it!" She willed her two-handed sword and spoke. "Ticker, Powerlinkx!" Surprisingly, Ticker responded without a word, transforming into his hummer alt mode as he attached himself to her upper arm just below her pauldron as the blade transformed, becoming a double sharp edged two handed sword which violently glowed a yellow orange colour like the sun, the blade itself was also scorching hot, which meant she could add a little extra damage as she heard Nightblade shriek and shield her optics, willing her visor to activate but was also revealed from the veils of the darkness.
"Whoaa... So THIS is Powerlinkx!" Sunblade's optics were sparkling, completely distracted by how beautiful her weapon glowed.
"How do you like the light, sister?" she taunted, surging forward after Nightblade.
Nightblade snarled as she willed her daggers, growling. "First Aid, Powerlinkx!" First Aid transformed into his Ambulance alt mode as he attaches himself to his partner as Nightblade's weapons transformed into swords, violently glowing a purplish colour. "I won't hold back!" She bellowed, also surging forward after Sunblade as their weapons clashed.
"Neither will I!" Sunblade declared as they began to fight.
The two of them ended up both scratched as they fought, Nightblade was also singed at the same time due to Sunblade's weapon being so dangerously hot, glad that her weapons were uneffected everytime they collided with Sunblade's as they slowly grew exhausted and exhausted. Soft mists of their Energon life force were all over around them.
They didn't notice Military Storm stagger away from Megatron who was now engaging Optimus and looking in their direction. His Spark sank as he watched the two sisters, two parts of the same Spark fight like cyber wolves, slashing and snarling at each other.
Moments later, unable to bear seeing them fighting anymore, he staggered over towards them as he called out. "Nightblade, Sunblade!" His voice in agony, the pain in his spark swelling with each passing second.
"Stop this!" He ordered, hoping he could get them to cease this madness.
No answer, but his optics had widened as they began charging towards each other after gaining distance. "Stop this! Don't kill yourself, Silverfang!" His voice echoed with heavier agony and suddenly, the two Femme Seekers were starting to violently glow a silvery colour, which also attracted the attention of the others. Nightblade and Sunblade finally ceased their attacks as they looked at each other.
"Wh... What is this!? What's going on!?" Nightblade demanded, looking at herself.
"I'm glowing too!?" Sunblade exclaimed in confusion.
Then, just like that, it caused both their powerlinkx to disengage as the two Femme Seekers suddenly dropped, unconscious.
"Sliverfang...!" Military Storm couldn't help but gasp as he rushed over to the twins, trying to cradle both to his chest.
Both sides cease firing, wondering where did that glow come from? It certainly was not the glowing of a Mini-Con as they were blinded by the light.
"What is wrong?" First Aid cried, trying to scan Nightblade and work out what was wrong with her. When the glowing light had appeared, both Mini-Cons had suddenly been disengaged from their partners but without any kind of command.
"How am I supposed to know!?" Ticker snapped.
The glowing eventually ceased and faded, they could see their partners both unconscious, their weapons back to stabilizers and wings again.
"What is going on!?" Megatron demended. "What did you Autobots do to my soldier!?"
"Neither of us did anything, Megatron." Optimus stated. "Sunblade is also in the same state as well."
"Oh really?" Megatron sneered. "How do I know your not trying to kidnap Nightblade?"
"They belong to neither the Autobots or the Decepticons, Megatron. They were Neutrals to begin with." Military Storm replied grimly, more of a protective tone as he turned to face them after gently setting them down so that the Mini-Con he assumed is Nightblade's to examine them. "They had no insignia of either faction..." He added.
"But they do now," Megatron interupted. "Nightblade has sworn herself to the Decepticon side and I assume Sunblade has done the same to the Autobots. Whether you like it or not, these twins are now on opposite sides and I will not allow Nightblade to leave."
"Even so, I'm the only Mech who knows the twins than anyone else here." He replied sternly, crossing his arms. "I know what that silver light is about but I will reveal no such things to you Decepticons."
"Is that so...?" Megatron said in a dangerous voice. "We'll see about that."
With that, the factions erupted back into their fight, Megatron had also ordered if given the chance to retrieve Nightblade from Military Storm.
Immediately, Military Storm with strong instinct readied his turret again to his arm, doing his best to keep the 'Cons away from his two Femmes. "I won't let you 'Cons get near either of them and I won't back down!" He shouted angrily.
"Why don't you keep that Nightblade and give me Sunblade?" Cyclonus suggested with a cackle.
"That's a Negative!" The Triple Changer snarled, firing from his barrel at the helicopter.
Military Storm was heavily focused on Cyclonus, he seemed extremely enraged that Cyclonus has a heavy interest in Sunblade. "Stay... Still...!" He growled, trying to land a direct hit.
"Hah, no way old timer!" Cyclonus cackled as he circled the older bot.
The water made it much more difficult for Military Storm to turn around as he continued trying to land a hit on Cyclonus. He hadn't notice that both the twins were coming through as his back was to them. Quickly, after realizing what's going on, they both separated from each other, weapons drawn as their Mini-Con partners ran to them.
"It's only you and I, Sunblade... I won't let you have that Mini-Con!" Nightblade bellowed.
"That Mini-Con is not yours or the Decepticons'!" Sunblade snapped back as in perfect sync, they ran for the largest tower of the structure, a possibility the Mini-Con might be inside somewhere.
Military Storm heard their bicker and turned, seeing them run off. "Nightblade, Sunblade! Come ba- Arrgh!" A few shots hit his back as Cyclonus cackled, saying: "Where do you think you're going?"
"Hhh... Stay out of this!" Military Storm snarled, he was not going to lose this opportunity to unite the sisters.
The helicopter only grinned, firing his blasters followed by his wild cackling again.
Meanwhile, Nightblade and Sunblade were still running towards the largest structure, continuing to bicker at one another and attempt to get ahead of the other, they noticed an extremely faint glow.
"The Mini-Con!" They both exclaimed, perfectly in sync then glared daggers at one another.
"You leave that cute Mini-Con alone," Sunblade said hotly. "Those brutes you call teammates will destroy it."
"They're far too valuable to be destroyed, little sister." She replied before demanding venomously. "That light earlier- Surely you, yourself know what that was about... Military Storm must've told you... Answer!"
"Well, he didn't," Sunblade lied, no way she was telling her sister.
Nightblade dangerously snarled, fangs revealing as they both entered the room, as they ascended up the stairs, strangely it had an air pocket? The room inside seemed to be slightly cracked but it surprisingly had not much damage. They grounded to a halt in the center, both gaining distance from one another. "Surely you lie, little sister. I can't tell what you are thinking but-"
She was cut off as her comm. link came to life.
/Nightblade, report./ Megatron commanded. He certainly did not sound too pleased.
"I'm alright, sir. I'm attempting to retrieve the Mini-Con after I deal with Sunblade..." She replied, her optics still on Sunblade, who had just about to ready her weapon.
/Then deal with her and be done with it,/ Megatron commanded.
"Yes, sir." The comm. link was soon cut as Nightblade willed her daggers, turning to Sunblade. "Just you and me, little sister... We duel until one of us can no longer fight back!" She hissed, twirling her weapons backwards and shifts to a combat stance.
"I won't let you get that Mini-Con!" Sunblade snapped, her wings combining together to form her two-handed weapon as she grips the hilt firmly with both hands, taking also on a combat stance. "But, can you go against my weapon with those little itsy bitsy swords?"
"Daggers, Sunblade, they're daggers!" Nightblade venomously barked as she charged forward, Sunblade doing the same.
With a heavy clang, the weapons collided. It caused a shock wave which seemed to sent dust flying viciously about and the Mini-Cons to stagger and fall on their afts.
"Oof...! What powerful force...!" First Aid exclaimed, getting back up though he had forgotten about Ticker, who engaged him in a hand to hand fight after they got back up.
The metal creaked and groaned, pressing the blades together viciously.
"That Mini-Con will be mine, Sunblade..." Nightblade grinned maliciously, her fangs revealing as Sunblade tried her best not to show fear.
"N-Not your Mini-Con... I won't fail... The... Autobots... Not even... Military Storm!" With a powerful push, she powerfully swung her weapon at Nightblade, which caused her to recoil and break her defense as Sunblade targeted her sister's entire shoulder and wing. Shrieking madly, Nightblade used this painful chance to swipe a few times at her torso, causing her to yelp out in pain as well before both of them got back, energon life force oozing from their injuries.
"No... I will not... Let this happen...!" Sunblade gasped, the injuries were so painful, thrusting her two handed sword into the ground to support herself. Nightblade only chuckled as she spat. "That's for severing my wing, sister..." Approaching as her optics seemed to glow violently.
Sunblade had not said a thing. However, she slowly got back up despite using her own weapon as support. A painful angry look on her faceplate showed she was not backing down, she wanted to prove to Military Storm that she could also be a soldier like everyone else. Grinning, she willed her weapon back to her wings and transformed, flying in the direction of the Mini-Con glow despite her injuries as Ticker noticed this, quickly getting away from First Aid and immediately attaching himself to her.
"Hey...! Grr..." Willing her daggers back to her stabilizers, Nightblade also transformed, First Aid quickly getting back up and attaching himself to his partner. Gunning her thrusters, she sped on after Sunblade, the two dodging obstacles such as pillars and other sorts like the statues, fountains, and other decorative obstacles. "You will not get away...!"
"No! Get away from me!" Sunblade bellowed, trying to fly away from her sister as fast as she could.
'Not a chance...' Nightblade flared her machine gun blasters to life.
Sunblade herself dodged as best as she could, barrel rolling and flying around the obstacles, but however her wing struck one of the pillars as she spun about wildly, crashing back to the ground as Nightblade herself also had struck one of the obstacles, that being a broken bit of the pillar she failed to dodge. Both of them forced themselves to transform back to their 'bot modes as they rolled about painfully until they stopped.
As they got back up, the twins could find themselves in what seemed to be a royal like room, something similar they have seen in parts of their home back on Cybertron. The Mini-Con was wedged tightly into a pillar above what seemed to be a throne.
Both were severely injured, energon life force continued to pour sluggishly from their wounds. This was their moment, they had to be strong long enough to get that Mini-Con shield.
They both glared at one another but not a word was said, neither was a sound made as First Aid was beginning to heavily worry.
"Hmhmhm... I propose a challenge, little sister." Nightblade finally spoke, grinning maliciously.
"What...?" Sunblade raising an optic brow.
"A challenge... Simple, easy... Oh, you know..." She repeated.
"Just spit it out, jeez... You know I hate guessing games..." Sunblade snapped angrily, crossing her arms slightly.
"A race, whomever grabs that Mini-Con first, walks away with it, no fight back. One simple rule: No powerlinking, no cheating."
Sunblade narrowed her optics, considering the challenge. They had both taken heavy punishment and might not last much longer. And she was fast, there was a chance she could beat her sister.
Nightblade held out her hands in a manner of no intention of drawing their weapons or attacking. She tried to look as serious as possible, would she be able to persuade Sunblade into this little challenge?
"Fine," Sunblade finally said. "I accept your challenge."
With a nod, the two positioned themselves starting from the doorway just enough space apart from each other. Sunblade still had an uneasy feeling about her sister so she kept herself on high alert.
"N-N-Nightblade...! Don't do this, your injuries..!" First Aid exclaimed in heavy worry, Ticker followed the same despite glaring daggers with First Aid for short moments.
"Sunblade, stand down please!" Ticker begged, but no response.
"I have to get that Mini-Con Ticker," Sunblade told him seriously. "We already lost one Mini-Con to the Cons last time, I can't allow another to be lost."
For a few moments, all was silence afterwards, until the two Femme Seekers broke off in a sprint towards the Mini-Con shield.
"Come on Sunblade, you can do it," Called Ticker, jumping up and down as he did so.
First Aid watched with worry, he couldn't bring himself to call out as the twins broke into a sprint. 'Oh dear... This is not going to be good, I just know it...! Nightblade, what are you thinking...!?'
"Almost there... If I don't collaspe from my injuries..." Sunblade thought with a gasp as she forced her body to run faster.
Once in range, they halted to a stop and with the aid of their thrusters, shot up into the air with a powerful jump, both equally in sync doing so but who would be lucky to grab the Mini-Con stuck in the pillar?
'I won't lose...! Just need to... Reach...' Nightblade thought to herself, gasping as her injuries were becoming much more painful but she had to force herself just a bit longer.
"Got it!" They both cried as their hands seized the Mini-Con at exactly the same time.
"I knew it," groaned First Aid.
Once they had seized the Mini-Con, they both descended downwards to land, though they both landed so roughly, the two Seekers had yelped in pain, their bodies could not take anymore of the force they had done to themselves.
"Hmph... A tie..." Nightblade groaned.
"So, who gets it?" Panted Sunblade, her systems screaming in pain.
Before Nightblade could answer, the Mini-Con shield began to glow. The two of them let go as the light got brighter, revealing a Mini-Con who seems to look like he takes on the form of a world war 2 military ambulance. The Mini-Con was startled, falling on it's aft.
"What the-!?" It spoke in startle seeing the two Seekers.
"What... What are you?" gasped Nightblade.
"I am a Mini-Con Medical Officer, the name's Air Raid." The Military Ambulance replied. "Well, I'm one of the Mini-Con Medical Officers, there are few others..." He added, crossing his arms but continuing to keep his distance from the two Femmes.
"Where are the others?" Sunblade said in awe.
"How am I supposed to know? I just woke up, I only remember I was being put in a dormant state back on the ship the Autobots loaded us onto-" Air Raid was cut off upon the sight of Ticker. "Ticker, is that you!?" He ran towards the hummer Mini-Con.
Nightblade's optics widened at this, but then smiled as she turned away. "You win, Sunblade." She whispered emotionlessly as she limped away. "Come, First Aid... We are warping. We will have better luck... Next time..."
"What will we tell Megatron?" First Aid questioned, fearful for his partner.
Listening in on Sunblade reporting to Optimus that she had found the Mini-Con and shortly afterwards, warping away. She then spoke, tone seeming to have a mixture of sadness and another which seemed unreadable. "I will take on whatever punishment Megatron will throw at me, I can just repair myself back up, anyways... This is a war, I can't mess around."
"I don't want to see you hurt... Not again," He said miserably.
"Well, it's how Megatron treats his soldiers... Theres nothing I can do about it and I'm bound to the Decepticons... So even if I fled, they can warp to my location and capture me back to the base. I'd rather not be in the brig." Gently, she scooped up her Mini-Con partner and warped away.
Meanwhile, Sunblade had informed the Autobots that she has grabbed a hold of the Mini-Con shield and that she has already warped back to base.
"Looks like you've lost this round, Megatron," Optimus stated, as he pulled a wounded Hot Shot up.
Demolishor and Cyclonus looked towards their leader, they know that he was going to explode once they got back to the base. They glared at the Autobots silently.
Megatron growled lowly, glaring at the Autobot Leader before suddenly pulling out his blaster.
"Then I'll go away with a consolation prize," he raored, firing it at the nearest Autobot.
Military Storm heard the shot, he was the target. The Triple Changer knew that he was too severely injured to even move quick enough out of the way. 'Oh, slag...!'
The blast hit his shoulder and he yelled in pain, crumbling to the ocean floor. Megatron laughed before Warping away, along with Demolishor, Starscream and Cyclonus.
Nightblade was waiting patiently for the others to get back, she knew that she shouldn't be around especially when Megatron was in one heck of an ugly mood but she knew that somehow, one of the bots or all at once would end up in the same situation as she did before until Demolishor freed her from the ice.
There was a hum of the Warp gate and then a crash, followed by what sounded like Cyclonus' yelp of pain.
Getting up, Nightblade headed back to the Warp room, finding Cyclonus and the others completely frozen in solid ice, she tried her best to not laugh at all, especially with the pose and position Cyclonus had gotten himself frozen into.
Cyclonus had for some reason, been bending down when Warping and now looked utterly ridiculous, like he was frozen with a tank ache. As much as she wanted to laugh at him, Megatron was glaring at her and somehow able to move his mouth.
"Don't... Just... Stand there..." He growled. "Help us...!"
"Y-Yes sir..." She replied, trying to sound emotionlessly disappointed. She seizes Megatron's weapon, the same one he had used on her back on Siberia. She dropped slightly with a soft yelp as the weapon was pretty heavy but straightened back up, she took a short moment to figure out what settings he had used. Mischievously snickering to herself in her processor, she aimed the blaster at Cyclonus' aft, firing as the Helicopter now thawed out yelped, covering his burnt aft as he hopped about wildly all over the place. Next she thawed out Starscream, then Megatron and finally Demolishor. Cyclonus continued to hop all over the place screaming which made it much more harder for Nightblade to not laugh as she hands Megatron his heavy blaster back.
"It seems warping back underwater is not a good idea," Megatron grumbled, taking the weapon. "And we didn't even get our hands on that Mini-Con."
"Demolishor knew that very well." Nightblade replied, crossing her arms despite her severe injuries as Demolishor acknowledged with a nod, remembering. She spoke again. "Anyone injured from the battle?" She asked everyone.
She glanced at Starscream who appeared to be leaking life force energon slightly but he said.
"It's nothing."
"Nevermind that," Megatron said, he was injured. "Tell me what that strange glow was earlier, Nightblade."
Frowning, Nightblade looked away. "I don't know, sir. I've never experienced such a thing before." Her circuits were telling her that a bad feeling is going to come up soon but she shook her head mentally.
"And what of your sister, would she know?" Questioned Megatron.
"I have a feeling that she does not know either, from early memories, neither of us knew about this light. I don't know about the light, but I could not see a thing until I found myself unconscious and my weapons put away." She replied before adding. "It is possible Military Storm is the only one who knows about this."
"Why ask me of this? I'm sure it's just something useless, anyways. I haven't felt any different since that light, assuming in case you may ask."
"It still has put you out of action," Megatron growled. He consdiered the matter. "That means it could become a problem."
"It is possible... We may have to 'ask' Military Storm what it means," he said slowly. "Whether he wants to tell us or not."
"As I've said, Megatron sir... I was left unchanged after that light. I was able to still fight as you may have possibly seen once I regained consciousness." Nightblade said, shaking her head.
"Yes," He acknowledged. "Still, I believe that taking out Military Storm may be in our best interests, he attempted to spirit you away while you were unconcious Nightblade."
Shrugging, she turned away and said before walking out of the Warp room. "It's better for you and everyone else to not be of any concern about me. Again, I do what I can for the cause and simply just stay out of the way when I'm not needed."
"Hmph, what's her problem?" Cyclonus spat. "Just a moment longer and I would've been able to bring Sunblade to the base..." His tone turning with glee as he began to mention Sunblade's name again. "We should've taken Nightblade out instead of keeping her, 'Medical Officer' or not." He added hotly.
"Don't be stupid," Starscream said. "If we didn't have her, who would have unfrozen us? Besides, she makes a decent Medical officer."
"Says you," Retorted Cyclonus. "What, got a crush on her or something?"
The Seeker had not replied, feeling it was pointless and a waste of time talking with Cyclonus.
Demolishor never understood why would Cyclonus have that deep of an interest into Sunblade, he's never heard of a different type of Aerial transformer fall for other types, let alone a Seeker. Shrugging to himself, he followed Megatron out of the Warp room.
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The Autobots eventually had warped back to base, Sunblade was heavily injured more out of the others, noticibly due to her wings were also torn up completely and had holes and tears to a point where they can actually see through them. Optimus Prime had Military Storm on his shoulder, the blast from Megatron's blaster had damaged the Triple Changer heavily to a point where he could not stand up. Red Alert was helping Hot Shot.
"Whoa, you guys are beat up," exclaimed Carlos while Alexis said. "Well done on getting that Mini-Con."
"You guys alright?" Rad asked everyone, he seemed horrified along with his two friends at the sight of Sunblade's wings, that must have HURT...
"Sure," Hot Shot groaned as he stumbled towards the Med Bay. "Nothing we can't handle..."
"Easy Hot Shot," Red Alert cautioned.
"Let's get everyone into your Med Bay...?" Air Raid spoke to Red Alert, pausing his sentence due to the fact he doesn't know the CMO's name.
"Red Alert." Red Alert replied, nodding.
"Nice to make your acquaintence, as with everyone here, too." The Mini-Con spoke to everyone all around. High Wire, Grindor, and Sureshock approached Air Raid, wanting to talk with him.
"You're a Medic?" High Wire questioned and Air Raid nodded.
"Yeah. Come, let's go to Red Alert's Med Bay, we can talk there more." He said, inviting not only the Street Action Mini-Cons but their human partners too.
They headed in the direction of the Med Bay, Sunblade offered them all a lift.
"Sooooooooo cute!" Even in the harshest conditions Sunblade may be in, it's almost as if due to her incredible love of small things, she seemed to know how to brush it off even if the stinging still surged within her damaged wings.
Alexis giggled. "Even in her condition, almost nothing can distract her from looking at Mini-Cons."
"You got that right," Laughed Rad as Sunblade cooed over the Mini-Con that was trying to asses her damage.
Air Raid chuckled. "For someone who's taken severe heavy damage, she's sure one happy lively Seeker. That's good since it tells me that she's possibly recovered pretty quickly before I had a chance to check on her earlier."
They soon arrived in the Med Bay, Air Raid directed Sunblade to set them down by Military Storm, who needed to be checked on while Red Alert was checking on Hot Shot. Sunblade nodded and set them down on the berth Military Storm laid on, she felt her spark tear at the condition her caretaker is in.
"Alright... Let me take a good look at you, big guy." Air Raid said, carefully climbing up onto Military Storm and onto the nose of his alt mode's cockpit to get a better look at his injuries all around.
"Urff, took a bit of damage this time," Military Storm groaned as the Mini-Con carefully looked him over. "Just as well as we found you..."
Nodding, Air Raid slowly slid down off the cockpit. "Alright, I'll begin repairs, forgive me for walking all over you... Since I am a tad bit... I suppose, to you, 'small'." The Mini-Con willed one of his hands to turn into the appropriate medical tool as he set to work.
"Thank you," Military Storm sighed with a groan, a little depressed that he'd been so close to retrieving Nightblade.
"You okay, dude?" Carlos asked. He and the others had walked on over near his pauldron so that the Weapons Specialist can look at them.
"You don't sound too happy..." Alexis pointed out worriedly.
"It's nothing," He sighed. "Merely an old 'bot's lament."
Sunblade looked at her caretaker ruefully, walking over to her side as she held his large hand with both of hers. "I'm glad that the Decepticons didn't take me though, 'Storm. Thank you... I don't know what they want to do with me... I can't stand that crazy helicopter... Whatever his name is..." She said, shivering in fear thinking about what would really happen if she was captured by the Decepticons and taken back to their base.
She had no idea how Decepticons generally treated their prisoners but she was a Femme and she'd been in a base full of Mechs... Who knows what they might do.
"I believe you're referring to Cyclonus, Sunblade." Red Alert spoke up as he finished repairs on Hot Shot. "Come here, I would like to take a look at your wings, please." His tone turned formal as Sunblade nodded, heading on over to an empty berth as she sat down.
"Yes, that's him," She said with a shiver. "What do you know of him?"
Red Alert began repairs on Sunblade's wings, being extra careful not to hit any sensitive spots which might hurt Sunblade severely, knowing Seeker wings are the most sensitive parts than the rest of their bodies, he also had to be careful not to touch them as well.
"Cyclonus... He's a Mech more of speaking with action than words, he's notorious for spraying upon many 'bots alike on the ground below him with his blasters, be it not just Autobots but his own Decepticon teammates as well. He was never interested in anything but fighting, and often loved to sleep whenever he had nothing to do. Even from files containing heavy detailed information on Cyclonus, strangely there was no info on him taking interest in anything else but fighting, in this case, falling in love with someone." He said.
"Great," She grumbled.
"But don't worry, Sunblade." Hot Shot spoke, looking over at her. "All of us will protect you. Like Military Storm, we're not letting the Decepticons getting a hold of you." He smiled.
She smiled back at him, touched by his words. It was typical she was the only one to have ever captured Cyclonus's attention.
Military Storm only smiled, not saying a thing. He felt better at least that he wasn't alone protecting Sunblade from those nasty Decepticons.
"Arrgh!" He yelped as Air Raid jumped in startle, he was repairing the wound in the Triple Changer's wing.
"Ah! Sorry, sir!" Air Raid stiffened after backing from Military Storm's wing.
"Nnngh... At ease, soldier. Carry on." The Triple Changer grunted.
Air Raid nodded, resuming with his repairing.
"Boy, it's lucky we got you Air Raid," Hot Shot said with a grin as Optimus handed him a cube of blue medical Energon. "Bet Megatron's kicking himself right now."
Sunblade couldn't help but laugh, even Military Storm who just chuckled.
"Megatron being angry is good enough for me, I hope that one day I can at least damage him enough as my revenge for tearing my arms and leg out." The old Mech sighed before adding. "Never have I fallen in battle before until that humiliating battle he had put me into many yorns ago... Damn powerlinkx of his also hurts almost just as much as getting my limbs torn out."
"That's Megatron for you," Optimus said ruefully. "He is most definitely our most powerful foe to date."
"let's hope there's no one more powerful than him out there," Rad said with a shiver, he couldn't imagine someone more powerful.
"I hope not as well..." The Weapons Specialist replied, he thought for a moment then spoke. "Optimus, sir? If I recall remembering if you don't mind me asking, why haven't you been using your super mode in battle? It would be more wise as that slagger's much more stronger now thanks to his Mini-Con..."
Optimus smiled as he said. "I've been saving that for when we really need it, Megatron will be looking out for it so I haven't used it to annoy him."
"I see." Military Storm smiled as well.
Sunblade curiously looked over to Red Alert, couldn't help but ask formally. "Red Alert, what is Ratchet like...? I've heard that you sometimes speak of him."
Red Alert smiled before saying. "He's the head Autobot Medic for the entire Autobot force... And my mentor."
Sunblade's optics widened. "He taught you all about being a CMO...?"
"He did," Red Alert confirmed. "A tough Mech, he didn't take nonsense from anyone and the best Medic this side of the universe."
She grinned, then curiously asked. "Who else is there besides Ratchet that you know of who's also well known?" Her tone still formal but more sweetly, as if she seems to be really happy and excited to know a lot of new things.
"There's Ironhide," Hot Shot piped up. "He's a weapon specalist and boy, you do not want to get on his bad side."
"Weapons Specialist...?" She turned to look at Military Storm. "Like you, 'Storm!"
"Hehehe, I've known Ironhide for a long time, we never talked but we were in a few of the many wars together before this one." The Triple Changer chuckled.
"Wow, he must be old," Carlos exclaimed before blushing. "Uh... I didn't mean it like that..."
"Be as it may, I still have some fighting spirit left in me. Formally I retired but when I've learned that Nightblade and Sunblade had become involved in this war, I had to take up the reins again and fight, despite my unfortune that it's Megatron being the Leader of those Deceptigoons..." He grumbled grimly. "He better not lay his filthy hands on Nightblade..." Balling up a hand into a fist.
"I don't believe he will," Optimus said gently. "His passion is for war and fighting, he gets a lot more gratification out of beating us than... Being inappropriate with Nightblade."
Sighing, he relaxed. "If it's what you say, I believe you, Optimus sir." He acknowledged to his old friend.
Air Raid had just leaped up on top of the nose of Military Storm's cockpit. "I'm all done now, Military Storm, sir. Why don't you sit up and see how you're feeling? I've done the best I could for you, just don't overdo yourself." The Mini-Con grinned.
"I'll try not to," Military Storm said with a smile.
After Air Raid got off of Military Storm, the Weapons Specialist slowly sat up, he felt a tad bit sore but was normal. "Mmmh... A tad bit sore but I think I should be fine." He said.
"Excellent," Air Raid stated before jumping over to Hot Shot. "Now, I'll take care of your injuries."
"Alright." Hot Shot replied.
As Optimus watched Military Storm sat up, his optics turned to look at Sunblade for a moment, who was occupied with Red Alert, telling her now about the other Autobots such as Jazz, Prowl, Hound, and various other well known 'bots. Optics now back to his old friend, he asked. "Military Storm, what was that light earlier that emitted from the twins?"
"It's a long long story to it, Optimus Prime..." Military Storm said grimly. "It has something to do with Silverfang... The name of the 'bot I called out back on the battlefield..." He willed his visor to open, revealing his pale dark aqua green optics.
"Who is this Sliverfang?" Optimus asked.
"Silverfang is the name of the Femme Solarflash and Lunarstreak gave to their only surviving sparkling, they had two others, both were Mechlings but however, because all three of them were sparked too early... The little Mechlings had unfortunately been deactivated... Silverfang, the Femling of the three, was the only survivor after cycles or lunar cycles. From as long as I remember, when they were nearly into their first upgrade, a strange light glowed one day when her creators had busy errands to attend to. I couldn't see anything until when the light died, revealing two little Femlings. Nightblade..." He paused, looking at Sunblade. "And Sunblade... Both were Silver like Silverfang but I took them to get a new paint job, giving them the colors of their family names. When they were getting checked up, it became apparent their sparks split, but we kept our mouths shut about it around them... They were too young to understand..."
Military Storm gave himself a short break before continuing. "I've known them all my life, sir. I've often helped raised them, which is why I've been their caretaker for so long and are precious to me like they're truly my real little sisters. However... They don't know about Silverfang or any trace of it... Until that light just a joor ago."
"So they know nothing of this?" Optimus questioned but Military Storm shook his head. "Sunblade knows of it now, I told her a few cycles ago but Nightblade has no idea. But this glow... It's never happened before, not since they were Sliverfang."
"But there are things I can guess." The Triple Changer added before slowly standing. "The first one is that if they did form back into Silverfang... It's possible that Silverfang will not know a single thing about the twins... And most importantly... We have to be very careful they don't kill each other... If eitherfof them extinguished... Say Nightblade... Then Sunblade will also extinguish... Taking Silverfang with them too. Because their sparks are split in half, both offthe halves need to survive."
Optimus grimaced, they were on opposite sides and had already tried to kill one another. Grimly, he said.
"Should we try to capture Nightblade? Even if she will not become an Autobot, she needs to live to ensure Sunblade's survival."
"I've been trying to do that, sir. Those damn Decepticons are the real tricksters alright..." He grumbled, optics flicked for a very short moment before slightly gasping. "Oh no... I can only hope that one Decepticon, Cyclonus doesn't kill Nightblade... Remembering what he said back there, he might be planning to...! Oh, that's it! I think I'll have to try to do a strategy on how to capture Nightblade while she's not with any of the Decepticons! But the problem is... Because Nightblade is a Seeker, it's possible that her fighting partner is often that red and white seeker... Can't remember that one's name..." Military Storm crossed his arms, slightly looking at the ground, in a manner of thinking.
"Starscream," Optimus offered with a slight chuckle. "Yes, he is a skilled warrior and not one for abandoning his comrades."
"Strange, most of the Decepticons would often work alone, they'd rarely team up with another as far as I've read... I've never read about a Decepticon that does not abandon their comrades." The Triple Changer said, raising an optic brow, confused.
"He has a rather... Honourable streak," Optimus explained. "Megatron does not like it one bit, let me tell you."
"Ashaming. I never can understand why he would work for Megatron when he could simply go Neutral or defect to the Autobots' side, instead of trying to be often forced to work alone. But I'll never know, I do know that from observing the noble family, Seekers are often used to one another, normal and cone-head alike and often talk with one another. My guess could be that Megatron knew how well Seekers work very well with each other as a Trine, even though the two of them aren't Trinemates. It's possible but gaining trust from another Seeker that isn't part of the family can take many cycles or even lunar cycles." He finished.
Optimus nodded, Military Storm's observations about Seekers were correct.
"I can only hope that the next time we've got an awakened Mini-Con, we will have to plan on capturing Nightblade..." Military Storm sighed grimly. "It may take some time for the sisters to make up once that time does come, but I have confidence that we will be able to get her away from the Decepticons under your leadership, sir." Straightening his posture as he salutes Optimus.
"It would be difficult if Starscream was there but for Sunblade's safety, we must attempt it," Optimus said.
"Mmm, yes..." He said idly, he seemed to now be thinking, until it struck him. "Ah, I believe there is a plan that I can think of, but it will have to work if the other Decepticons aren't nearby. Smokescreen if it's good with his crane, he could grab a hold of Starscream with it while I can then distract him once he's been grounded if he's in the air. Nightblade if possible may not be able to defend herself very well if you and either Hot Shot or Red Alert can pull it off, successfully capturing her and bringing her back to base! ...Of course, it is your orders and your plans, sir."
"It sounds like a good plan," Optimus said with a smile. "And it's one we should implement."
Smiling, he nodded as he willed his visor back on. "Shall we head on over to the rec room for a cube, Optimus Prime, sir? I'm going to get a cube." That's when he immediately panicked as he saw the change in Optimus' faceplate. "A- A regular cube- Of course... Not High-Grade-!"
I'm glad to hear it," chuckled Optimus. "Yes old friend, I'd enjoy that."
Nodding, the two leaders let the Med Bay and towards the rec room for a cube of Energon.
"There's one more I believe, Rodimus. Or well known by most of the others as simply 'Hot Rod'." Red Alert told Sunblade.
The Femme Seeker giggled. "Sounds like an interesting Mech to have such a unique name as Hot Rod. What kind of 'bot is Rodimus?"
"He's the leader of an Autobot group known as the Wreckers," Hot Shot explained. "He's something of a reckless 'bot but a good commander. Some think that one cycle, he might even be the next Prime."
"The next Prime?" Sunblade inquired, she hadn't known what a Prime is.
"Like what Optimus is," Hot Shot explained. "He's not just our leader, he's the bearer of the Matrix."
"Oh wow, that must be such a strong honour to bear! ...About his cute Mini-Con, Sparkplug... Is he the leader of the Mini-Cons...?" She curiously asked.
"Uh, I'm not sure about that but I think so," Hot Shot said with a nod.
Air Raid then spoke up, looking at the 'bots after leaping up on Hot Shot's knee, having finished his repairs on Hot Shot. "What do you guys know about Military Storm? He sounds like an interesting tough fellow with a strong fighting spirit." He asked.
"He's an old war veteran," Alexis supplied. "He's been in loads of battles."
"Really now? Hmm... I was thinking about talking to the guy about something... Where did he go? I haven't seen him leave while repairing Hot Shot here." Air Raid questioned curiously.
"I believe he and Optimus have gone to the Rec Room to refuel," Red Alert supplied.
"Ah, thank you Red Alert." Before Air Raid could leave, he looked below then back at the CMO again. "...Uh, if alright sir, a little hand down please?" He asked sheepishly.
"Here," Red Alert said, offering a hand to the Mini-Con who jumped on it before lowering him to the ground.
"Thank you!" Leaping off of Red Alert's hand once he was lowered to the ground, the Mini-Con Medical Officer took his leave in search of Military Storm and Optimus Prime.
"Wonder where he's wanting with them?" Rad wondered throughtfully.
"Who knows, that dude's pretty nifty!" Carlos exclaimed as he grinned.
Meanwhile, Optimus and Military Storm were talking about a couple of the Autobots he's known for many eons, in particular mostly Prowl, Hound, Jazz, and a couple others.
"Blaster and Jazz are the best of friends, both sharing their love for music." Optimus Prime chuckled before continuing. "You rarely see them apart from each other when it comes to that topic."
"Yeah, I remember that," Military Storm said with a smile.
"Originally, I was only but a normal Mech, until the wars started kicking around and dangerous riots which involved offlining many innocents... I was nearly offlined until when one of them saved me and got me to safety when I wasn't trained as I am now..." Military Storm paused before continuing. "When I know that there had been a lot I know about weapons, I decided to take to the battlefield, despite Triple Changers were not accepted into the war... I wanted to do my part in return of them saving my life... I wanted to keep many 'bots safe from the violence and riots..."
Air Raid meanwhile made it into the rec room where he found Optimus and Military Storm chatting away. 'Ah good!' He thought to himself, running towards the two leaders.
"Military Storm, Optimus Prime sir," he greeted as he made it to their table.
"Ah, you're the one from before, in the Med Bay." Military Storm nodded. "Is there something troubling you?" He asked.
"No, but I do wish to ask you, Military Storm, something... Hopefully if I am not interrupting anything...?" Air Raid looking at both Optimus Prime then Military Storm curiously.
"You're not interrupting, we were merely reminiscing," Optimus assured the Mini-Con. "Ask away."
"Oh, very well then." Nodding to Optimus Prime as Air Raid looked up at Military Storm. "Sir, if I may ask..." Pausing for a moment before clearing his vocal processor. "I wish to be your partner on the battlefield, if you do not yet have a partner...?"
"You do?" Military Storm said in mild surprise. "Why?"
"You, my friend, are someone I see qualified as a fine partner. A warrior with high fighting spirits and good will. A strong sense of honour, I prefer a partner with those kinds of traits, and you are the one I feel I can truly be partnered with." Air Raid responded, grinning.
Military Storm was a little bit startled at this before he smiled.
"If you think I'd make a good partner, then I'll try to live up to that," He said with a laugh, holding out a hand to the Mini-Con.
Air Raid leaped into Military Storm's hand willingly.
The old Mech brought Air Raid up to face level, saying.
"I'm afraid I've never had a mini-Con partner before."
"Really?" Air Raid's optics widened. "I was sure you knew very well about my kind like everyone else. Every single Autobot and Decepticon knows very well of our function..." The Mini-Con not realizing that Military Storm is actually formally a Neutral, not an Autobot or Decepticon.
"I'm formally Neutral," Military Storm said with a chuckle. "I've never belonged to either faction, never been inclined to join either side until now."
"Oh! I may as well explain it all then." Smiling as Air Raid straightened himself up. "You've seen Ticker combine with... I believe the Seeker goes by Sunblade, correct?"
"Yes, I have," Military Storm said with a nod.
"That is called powerlinkx, you simply give me the order to powerlinkx and I will grant you a stronger power you've never had before. In addition, we also gain what we call a 'Powerlinkx Bond'. Nobody can hear us speak in this bond but for the one who powerlinkx with their partner. We both gain it upon the first time a Transformer and a Mini-Con powerlinkx together." Air Raid explained carefully.
"Incredible," Military Storm murmured before saying gleefully. "I'd stand a good chance against Megatron now."
"Of course, only when you feel it's needed. But be warned, the Powerilnkx is taxing at the same time... It drains your Energon slowly but you regain in the same speed upon disengaging." Air Raid quickly added.
"Sounds good," Military Storm said with a grin. "I don't know how much you know about Megatron but I've got a score to settle with him."
"I have not before, I only know that last time I knew, the Leader of the Decepticons wanted our race for power to rule over Cybertron fully." The Mini-Con Medical Officer shook his head.
Sparkplug appeared from behind Optimus' shoulder and leapt to the table next to Air Raid.
"Ahh, Sparkplug, sir! It's good to see you again!" The two hugged.
"Good to see you Air Raid," Sparkplug said warmly.
"Hmm..." Military Storm began to grow curious of what would the Powerlinkx grant him, though he knows that he should save it for the battle, shaking his head. "So if I may ask, Optimus Prime sir... Why hasn't your best men such as Jazz, Blaster, Prowl, and the others come down here from Cybertron? You've had them in your personal squad for a long time. If I may ask, of course, if you are comfortable with it, what did you see in Red Alert and Hot Shot?" He asked cautiously, unsure how Optimus would feel comfortable with this question.
"I don't have any doubts of course, just simply curious." He quickly added.
"I understand," Optimus said. "Well, one reason is that I need them on Cybertron, I could not leave the planet without some of my best looking after it."
"Mmmh." He nodded. "A very wise choice. I hope they are faring well if you have had from time to time contacted them?" He took a sip of his cube, almost completely empty.
"I have not being able to contact them so far, because of the sheer distance," Optimus said regretfully. "Though I will keep trying. As to why I picked Hot Shot and Red Alert, well, I trust them to be able to handle this kind of mission and they are skilled at what they do."