BIG MOUNTAIN
MATRIX TITAN CHAPTER TWENTY: LOW PLACE LIKE HOME
Blazing through the dreary sky of the withering storm in Cybertronian jet mode. A harsh element that never sit well for the elite seeker. Busying himself through his open tirade after he have made a grave mistake of volunteering with Soundwave, just out of pure assumption of ripping the clear blue skies, when it couldn't be that cyclops of a mad scientist roaming through this crap instead. A strife he had scuffle with prior, before being force to take part of this mission by Megatron. Fear of being blasted by a riot cannon was the least of his concern, that loathsome goes to the mad scientist. Shockwave, notorious for experimenting the Autobots, including his fellow Decepticon's as well. As punishment for disobeying Megatron's orders, and at the same time, took pleasure in finding leeway's in recruiting new candidates for his sick hobby. Fearing of becoming Shockwaves next experiment is coming close to reality in replicating his teleportation ability. Quickly shaking off such potential nightmare and refocusing on his reconnaissance around the facility of Star labs, with the insane scientist leading a couple of lowly humans, for unexplained reason that he was not aware of.
The steel crack of lightning follow by the sky shattering thunder have over shadowed his usual dark cheerful persona to downright agitation, just after being struck with lightning for the third time. Although he has dealt with far worse weather conditions then this, still strongly preferred to fly damp free then roaming through the storm unfazed. His mood, further being damper to near disgust when reaching the desire target shortly after. And now was evading heavy fire from the planted rotation gun cannons from the roof tops of star labs.
"Gaah! What in blasted Primus!? Shockwave! You said this place was abandon!" He scolded through the mike. Sensing a strong descanted eye row coming from the dark scientist at the other end.
"I've heard you loud enough Skywarp." Shockwave impassively dismiss after a few moments of delay response to the black, and purple heated Decepticon. "And it still is you fool. It just so happens that the automated security has triggered the aerial sensors. Now quit your yammering, and keep those sensors cannons distracted while Sound Wave have Buzz saw dropped the EMP. It should temporarily disable the defense security momentarily. Providing ample time for Sound Wave to override the control main frame."
Shockwave cutting off communications with a twitching screech and leaving Skywarp in the ventures of defending his vital metallic appendage's from being shot off. Keeping a steady flight, along with his targeting system, just after destroying one of the many assault cannons, before Buzz saw came to the seeing. Looking at the mechanical falcon dropping the EMP bomb with an electrical dome blast, causing the sensor cannons to go limp a second later.
"Hrmm, that's strange. There's something odd about their weapons systems that they possessed. Like I see them before." Shockwave meticulously pounder, with the dark seeker deeply groan in mock pain, over the mad scientist blasted self-monologue." Not worth to heed over for now. Skywarp, are we in the clear?"
Converting to his standard form at mid-air and skidded partially on the stone pebble layer of the roof top after making a clear landing. Scanning the entire area with his blood orange optics. Narrowing the area further after teleporting next to the drizzle cooling vent. And resting his left metallic claw looking hand on top of the coolant unit with a grunt, when seeing nothing out of the ordinary that will hinder the task.
"Yeah, it's all clear. Just hurry up on what you're doing. I could feel my thrusters being soaked." Skywarp miserably chastised. Clenching, and grinding his fist harder than necessary, as each rain drop began to evaporate from the intense heat after making contact. Divulge of all patients in withdrawing himself from logic, as he was coming close of having a deep addiction of blasting the roof open, just to escape from the down pour." Don't want to stand by the rain forever, and turn to rust. "He dangerously soaks in emphasis as he without hesitation, converts his right arm for a heavy X12 Scrap-maker. Ready to chew up a sizable hole for himself when his sharp optics caught the flash of the emerald glow coming from the other side of the front entrance of the complex. "Wait… I just saw something."
"And what do you see Skywarp."
"Hold your lubricants I'm verifying. The seeker gruff as he trounces his way over to the ledge of the roof. Keeping his presence well hidden behind the overhead letters of Star lab. Zooming on six figures from the front gate through the scope of the now converted Nucleon charge rifle. His scrutiny slowly vanishes to a simple grin at a certain Autobot." Heh. Afraid things might get bored there for a minute." He pleasurably whispers. "Hey Shockwave, we've got company."
"Yes, I see that. Soundwave have already infiltrated the control room, and sending me the base image through security cam. Blasted Autobots are never far off.
"So what? Do you want me to take them out or what? I promise, it would be quick." The Seeker making his promise by squeezing the trigger. Nearly craving to give a nice head shot on the unexpected Autobot, and do away with the rest of his company in close combat.
"Negative Skywarp. Shockwave quickly answered, making the Seeker to ease off the trigger, and re-converting his secondary weapon. Slowly backing away a bit from the ledge with a puzzling frown." Just been confirmed from our little earthling here, that this is the same people that Blitzwing spoke of. The Titans. I've been looking forward in meeting them quite some time. However, it's too soon. Just too soon for them to intervene in our plans.
Thoughtfully shaking off the chills at the words of Shockwave when continuing in observing the five occupants that he spoke of. "Whatever, what do you like me to do with them?"
Its been taken care of, as I need them alive for research. Especially a certain person. As for you, I need you to assist me in making the final preparations. I already sent you our current location. Now hurry up, and teleport before security reactivate itself. We are already wasting enough time as it is.
Skywarp standing there, while shaking his head in disappointment before teleporting.
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So, this must be the place huh. Pretty big." Beast Boy impressively whistle to the twenty-story advanced rectangular looking building. The entire complex itself, almost the length of five football stadiums. Swoon by the advanced multicultural city just a few miles away, being reflected from the dark green tinted glass windows on a midafternoon rain shower. Forcing the changeling of flapping the already soak moisture from his hair, for every few seconds in the vast, and empty parking lot. Everybody, through various means, was protecting themselves from being drench, as the warp gate disappears behind them.
"It's a lot bigger than you might think." Cyborg monotone at passing Beast Boy as he flutterers his hoodie deeper from the out pour. Unintentionally keeping his zombie shadows that rung around his dull wary eyes well hidden. The obvious sweet damn desire for sleep, have clouded half his tactical needs in retrieving the matrix, and by certain accounts, started to miss his old cybernetic half.
Well almost. He thoughtfully backtracks, examining up close to the closed security gate through sour nostalgia, with is left-hand inching closer to his Hardballer. Wanting to get this mission over as fast as possible, by blowing up the whole place with his Big Bastard, just out of total bullshit for more sleep.
"So, what's the plan? Are we gonna do the usual conventional welcome greeting, by busting through the front door?" Beast Boy grin in suggestion. "I mean we might as well, since this place is pretty much abandon."
" Damn you old man, what the hell." Cyborg whispers at scratching the top of his hoodie, as the far less then pleased memories kept on resurfacing, when looking at the twelve-foot-high perfect square trim bush. Listening to the electrical buzz of the razor wire fence being well hidden within the hedges. Eye rolling at the corroded rusty looking caution sign, that was written in bold letters, warning potential trespassers will be electrocuted on the spot. "Shit, I wish that was the case BB."
"From your expression, I take it this is the place where it all began." Raven offhandedly said, with her arms folded within her cloak, once appearing next to the diluted look of Cyborg.
Glancing down to her unreadable expression, and exposing her curiosity, as he hunch's himself down to his knees, ripping out the cable beneath the dated looking intercom box. Without any cause of sparks to fly near the gate entrance as he attempts to hack the gate open by a simple touch. Lightly slamming the cable with a disgruntled tongue click after showing zero results before moving on to the entrance security panel.
"Naah, but the vibe certainly does." He vainly answered. "If your referring to that certain incident, it happens back in Detroit. This place right here, is what many has called a final testing faze for the public to see." Cyborg curse after coming up with the same results when touching the access panel multiple times. Not knowing what to do next before being tap on his right shoulder by Raven. Scooting himself of allowing the dark sorceress to take a crack at it. And sure enough, the gate started to lift itself with the green light being lit from the panel, by a simple touch of her sword.
"Huh? What do you know? It worked." Raven said, not knowing what to say next when giving Cyborg a conflicting look." Don't exactly know how to say it, but there something funny about this building. As if it shouldn't belong here at all."
"I get what you're saying. Half this place was made from alien tech, mainly of Kryptonian." Cyborg said at searching for any possible signs of deadly traps that's been hidden around the complex, before cautiously made their way over to the main building.
"No, you don't understand." Raven firmly tone in discarding Cyborg's previous answer." The look, and the feel, just isn't right at all. The same feeling that I have felt when first moving into the T-tower."
"You have the right to be suspicious of this place." Springer said at giving Cyborg a critical look. "You ought to listen closely to your comrade in what she saying for once. Seeing how she got the right idea. Surprise how she caught something like this for someone so young."
All the previous attention for the need to sleep, has flip for the need to give the Autobot a piece of his mind, and his damn lecture. Sucking between his teeth, as he was not in the mood of hearing a beat down of a scolding. "Yo man, I may not be the perfect person to come around every so damn often, but at least I'm not that person with a pipe so far up his ass. So, can you please tell me what I'm missing here?" Cyborg snap at the unfazed Autobot.
"Wow really? She just fully explained to your thick head just now." Springer snorted in near disbelieve." I would assume you get the vibe like your teammate here, since you almost share the same traits that of a typical cybertronian. To make this candidly short. What you all see hear, is all Cybertronian tech. As a matter of fact, it's made from the same material from Cybertron. Plus, that sensor cannons you all seen from the roof, is also a dead giveaway."
"Which means it would be that much harder at retrieving the matrix." The boy wonder said when reaching another heavily secured gate." Damn, and by the looks of it, this place is nearly impossible to get in. Or for that matter, to get out. And jumping over the fence is out of the question. Got any ideas in how we go about Cyborg?"
"Shit out of luck is the only thing I can say." Cyborg closely looking at the access key panel after getting the same result like the first." Should've warned you guys from the beginning. Despite Star labs being shut down for some time, it does not mean it's abandoned. It just so happens that the production has been suspended until further notice. Besides, Star has a reputation in relying heavily on unmanned security, which I'm quite sure their still active.
" Then there must be a way of getting in." Robin shaking his soaked hair from the rain.
"Yeah no kidding, their defense is impressive, and that saying a lot coming from me." Springer said. "Also, I wouldn't advise of having your female companion to fly over the complex, for obvious reasons. But where going off track here. Are you certain this is the place where the matrix is being kept?"
"Positive." Cyborg answered.
"And how so?' Springer pushed on."
"I don't know, but I can feel the immense power coming from that building. Not going to lie to you, this shit is sort of driving me crazy. Whatever this immense power I'm feeling, its coming somewhere deep underground. Hold on, let me try this again." Cyborg, laying his palm once more onto the key panel. And with luck, was granted access once the female automated voice made her confirmation welcome before the gate folded itself in a backward matter.
"I don't know how you did it, but good work Cyborg." Beast Boy giving Cyborg a single hard slap across his back.
"Uh, BB, that was not me."
"What?" Beast Boy looking fully spooked.
"He's right." Springer swiping out his primary weapon out of precaution. "Whoever it is, their allowing us in this whole time. Be on alert, there's a good chance we might be nose diving ourselves into a trap." Heeding at his caution words, and entering inside the dimly lit building once the indestructible looking glass door slide itself shut.
Embracing the unwelcome cold breeze that sled around Cyborg's neck, enough to make him shiver uncomfortably as they were standing in a nearly all white room. Twice the size of a mall, and enough to fit a factory. Seeing a clear crystal reflection of himself from the stainless marble floor, that match the ceiling color of midnight green. The four unmarked heavy armored vault doors with a glowing red ring around the seals, a familiar sight he did not miss, with each door secured, and locked from each side, while the other two, being further down.
Ignoring the over repetitive female voice audio coming from the ceiling speakers, giving its dry artificial welcome with the brief history of the facility, and star labs itself. Drawing his saggy eyes over to various gadgets, and tools of successful inventions, immersed within the walls through the pixie glass window, with both the name of the inventions, and the name of the inventors in gold lettering gray plaque, till his eyes have landed on the damn dreaded sexual inhaler tank.
"Wow dude. The company made all this?" Beast Boy gleamed at pressing his face against the pixie glass display. "Hey, check this out! That's the food clenching thingy mic jig that Sarah was talking about."
"So it is. Hey Cyborg, do you think the matrix is behind one of these displays? "Raven said.
"Not a chance. And like I said before, I could feel it where it is. Besides, this here is a museum of some sorts. It's a celebration of a successful prototypes before being use commercially for the public. The real thing were after, is deep behind these doors. And that's the issue, because I don't know whether it's going to lead us down to the right path."
"I believe were dealing with more than just one issue. Those aren't just ordinary doors, those are Energon reinforced volt doors. Don't even bother on wasting your energy, or your ammo, because this blasted thing is nearly indestructible. However there's good news, there's should be a latched laying around somewhere….." The former Wrecker snapping off the rest of the sentence once the area have started to dimmed down to pinch black.
Lamenting his impatience to the repetitive bullshit that he kept on seeing way too many times in his life. "Man, you know every year for my birthday, I always wish somebody would stop messing with the damn lights. Not out of fear, but the fear of tripping over something." Cyborg, through his dark ellipse, brandish out his FMP-13.
"Bro, do you even have a birthday?" Beast Boy giving Cyborg a drunk look within the dark.
"Careful BB. It just so happens that every day is also my damn birthday. And my dream will come true dammit!" Cyborg sinisterly conveys.
"Huh?"
"Cyborg, shut up. Your comeback sucks as it is, don't make it worse for yourself. "Raven verbally tore." And Beast Boy, he's referring to lighting up the whole room with gun fire."
"Thanks for killing my flow Raven! And you know? I also have another birthday wish. That you shut your third hole called your mouth!" Cyborg vapor with fire, as both of them were going back and forth.
"Hey boy wonder, I like to see your great leadership put into action onto these robust group called your team." Springer nudges at the exhaust look of Robin, before his gray optics became tense to the deep booming male audio.
"Unidentified personnel within the compound. Identify your security clearance."
"Cyborg, you don't suppose your name is still within the access clearance, right?" Robin whisper loud enough for Cyborg to hear.
"Doubt it. I mean come on? It didn't let me in the first time. And plus, I've never seen my father put my name under the security clearance." Cyborg whisper's back." I could try something, but you guys already know this is a long shot, right?"
"Glad you thought of it, because it's the only idea we could think of." Springer urge at tussling Cyborg forward." Now do something."
"Dammit alright, just get ready to have our ass lit up just in case." Cyborg proceeded when speaking firmly at the audio within the darkness." Identifying myself as Victor Stone, son of Silas Stone." Looking back at everyone with an unsure shrug after a long moment of silence. Nearly Jolted right off his feet by the ear busting audio.
"Vocal I.D confirmation….. not recognize."
"Shit! I tried guys."
"Activating protocol level three." Hearing a loud sharp click as if something just closed somewhere nearby, while the lights begun to turn back on to a soft dim blue.
"Please, what is this level three protocol? If I may ask." Starfire lace in confusion.
"The most serious one. Death by termination." Cyborg quickly looking at the center piece of the vault door from the right far end. The red circular ring begun to twist itself to a full three sixty before being split upwards. Waiting to take the threat head on, through his personal style of total devastation. Hearing a mussel grip coming from Raven as she grasps her Dominator. Robin, unlatching his Black hornet from his holster, with Starfire's eyes begun to glow to bright acid green, and Beast Boy, swallowing his own throat with a hard gulped, when flinching to the ear shredding roar, that of a dying animal, that have echoed within the premise, before catching a green laser of light, that broke through the misty color barrier.
"Dude what the hell is that!?" Beast Boy said.
"I know that cursed sound from anywhere. Frag! Why now?" Springer pursed his steel lips. Rapidly looking back, and forth at the surrounding areas, before laying his sharp optics upon the titans." That is the sound if you want to keep all your limps from going bye bye. I greatly suggest you listen to every word I have to say. "Gaining his inviting attention as the ex-wrecker continued." Everyone, split, and find somewhere to hide. Don't ask, just do it!"
Braking apart from one another at Springer's dire request, scattering themselves for a decent spot to hide. Robin, poking his head from the side of the office desk with Beast boy, right on his shoulder while in mouse form. Holding his breath as he sleds back behind the desk when the green sensor light smeared itself over. Hearing a couple of figures that kept on repeating the same ominous language, with one of them passing by. Seeing Cyborg laying crunch down behind the robotic display with Raven, being hidden within his shadows as one of the robotic displays was blasted next to nothing. Gaining a perfect glimpse at a couple of tall, but frail looking modern grey machines, prowling about within the area. Felting the earthquake motion like effects from their heavy footsteps, while Springer patch's himself in.
"Seems like I have everyone length through, that's good. Don't say a word, just listen to everything I've have to say. Those things that are creeping around like wild animals, are the exact duplicate of the Decepticon guardian. Yes, they may look like twisted sheet metal with legs, while their anything but. These guys are lethal to the core, if they become alert at any presence, then they'll wrap themselves in thick armor plates, and they will attack with a pair of blaster cannons that can shred the most a heavily armored Cybertronian in mare seconds."
Cyborg, motions himself to another position, as the guardian beckons itself near the location where Starfire, and Springer lays, with the second crept further at the other end.
"The best approach in putting them out of their misery, is to perform a stealth execution from behind, or you could simply go around them without being detected to another location. I won't recommend the first option, because those sensors that their using, can see through any cloaking field, as well through astral energy. Another, its too time consuming in finding the right time to performed a stealth attack. For now, stick to my plans, and follow my lead to the doors where they come from, without being detected.
Good to know, Cyborg thoughtfully eye rolled, as he was about to make the same move like Springer have suggested. Yet was startled once Raven popped her head up close to his face from the shadows.
"I lead, you follow."
Slightly nodded in full trust of Ravens natural sense of the surroundings, at least he had hoped. Lurching like a fool behind her shadows, pausing at her commands twice of allowing the green beam to blazed through before they continued to pressed on. Grateful for her sudden guidance, yet ungrateful at the same time, as he could feel his own heart was about to jumped from his throat after reaching the next area. Graveling to the unnatural taste of his own sweat being poured down from his face when looking directly into Robin's eyes. His Energon cells from within him froze with Raven, poking her head from the shadows in equal gasp.
The boy wonder, slowly turning to the uncomfortable heat of the green light, that was burning behind his neck. Slowly meeting the acid green cyclops looking optics, and its rotation cannons after converting its frail frame to a walking armored tank.
"YOU GUYS SUCK!" Springer vocally fumed.
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Credit title: Snicker pimps
Trypticon: First appearance. Transformers Season Two, Scramble City. April, 1986= Technical Data
Strength:==========10
Intelligence:=======7
Speed:========8
Endurance:==========10
Rank:=========9
Courage:==========10
Fire blast :==========10
Skill:========8
Shockwave: First appearance. Transformers G1 Issue Num 5. The new order. March 19, 1985=Technical Data
Strength:========8
Intelligence:==========10
Speed:====4
Endurance:========8
Rank:========8
Courage:=========9
Fireblast:==========10
Skill:=======7