BIG MOUNTAIN:
MATRIX TITAN CHAPTER FOURTEEN: THE BITCH WHO SHALL NOT BE NAMED IS BACK.
"Why!? Why does every time we have to go somewhere it either has to be this cold or freaking freezing! Gah! Why can't it stop!?"" Beast Boy stuttering through his chattering teeth. Amidst of doing what he can at keeping himself warm by rubbing both his hands together, with little results. Earning the changeling a dunce look from Cyborg.
"Look around BB, were standing in a remote frozen planet far from earth within another reality, that's why!" Cyborg muffles through his prototype mask. And truth be told, he was no better than the changeling while he himself was fighting against the rigid cold. His hands buried deep within the pockets of his hoodie, despite wearing a cold resistant gloves.
However, with all the preparations needed for this mission, they didn't exactly expect to get their faces slammed by a seventy-mile per hour snow storm, after taking the first step from the warp gate just a few minutes ago. Shit, the whole damn thing was at a different level then they were used too. With a numbing look across his face, was not the only person who was suffering from the nitrogen level condition. Starfire, quivering off the snow that was sticking to her hair, could barely contain herself from the sub-zero torture, before salvation came to her. Snugging herself to the welcome warmth of Ravens cloak, after snatching it from the none oppose look of the dark sorceress. And the boy wonder as usual, appearing not to be bother at all. Or better yet, refuse to show any signs of vulnerability due to his big ass ego, that's been raining over behind his enhance domino mask.
As much as it sucks to deal with the frozen condition for the remainder of the mission, it was not the only element they have to contend with. Not really certain that he was the only one to feel his body have gain twice the weight since stepping out of the warp gate. Stomping through the thick pack of snow without losing his balance. Squiring the dense surroundings.
"Yeah, but it didn't have to be this cold! And why do I feel so heavy?" Beast Boy stumbling a few steps. Wobbling through the unforgiving element before falling flat on his back.
"You are aware that you have the ability to shape shift into a bear. Right?" Cyborg said at lifting Beast Boy up.
Looking at Cyborg like he lost something. Slapping his fore head at the obvious suggestion." Duh!? Why did I think of that?" Beast Boy right away, shape shifts into a green polar bear. Blissfully moaning in full relief through his toasty warm smile before to his benumb confusion, revert back to his human self." Wha. . .What's the deal here?" Beast Boy trying to convert between a penguin and a moose for only a brief moment till sputtering back to his original self." Uh, guys I think I have a problem. I mean, I could still shape shift, but only for a couple of minutes without getting tired."
Shaking his head in dismay to the fatigue look of the changeling. Tossing the prototype mask to the blizzard, after its effect for a warm comfort failed. "Shit, that is a problem. And to top things off, it's hard enough to keep our balance under control without falling flat on our ass's."
"Don't complain." Springer the last person to come out of the warp gate. No signs of affliction were occurring from the otiose look of the Autobot. Easing himself through the harsh gravitational force no problem, and over to the disjointed group. "It just so happens to my understanding, that this planet is currently going through a global ice age. And if everything goes right, this might become the next identical planet that of earth."
"Really? So that makes us not only the very first people to come to this reality, but also were the first people to ever set foot on a planet that would become another earth?" Cyborg eyeing his blind skeptic to such potential.
"Probably, maybe, don't care. And yes, that's what I just said." Springer turning his sight away from the idiotic look of Cyborg, and onto the frigid surrounding areas.
"If everything goes right. "Raven flatlining Cyborg's optimism with fact check. "No offense Springer, but how come your still moving through this condition with no signs of struggle? I mean, aren't you worry about being frozen, since your made of. . .Well, some sort of metal? And also, could you please explain to us about the sudden change of gravity? I swear, it's like dragging a ton of books every time I move."
Casting his mute scrutiny over to the dark sorceress, as she recovered from tumbling face first to the frozen powdered liquid. Reverting his dimmed optics back to the dark frozen storm with a hopeless sigh. "I'm afraid this might happen. The first answer is simple, since you guys came from another reality, where natural laws of physics applies very little. Heavily relying on individual's supernatural energy. Here, it does. And its apparent your green teammate is feeling the effects. And if I had to be technical here, gravity plays a major role in this reality. Every planetary body is surrounded by its own gravitational field, which exerts an attractive force from all known objects. This planet that were standing on, is thirteen times the mass of your earth. I thought your doctor made that clear earlier in what you guys are about to face, once we cross over."
"Wha? I don't get it? "Beast Boy squanders in connecting what the Autobot was saying.
"I've believed what he's trying to say, is the bigger the mass, the heavier the force shall be."
The Autobot nodded to Starfire simple statement. "Yeah, what she said. And as for your second question? your gonna have to wait for the moment, because I just got a message from jazz that Windblade is on her way to rendezvous with us. Dammit, it's a good indication that were not the only ones who's searching for that blasted relic."
"So, what's the plan?" Robin waiting patiently for Springer response, as the Autobot was receiving further information from base.
"Simple, based on the coordinates I just received, were going to have to travel the rest by air. It should take us no less than half an hour to reach our objective. Second, were going covert. Hopefully the ship, and the map is in one piece."
"May I assist on asking in how we go about in terms of travel, since we have no means of transportation." Starfire said.
Casting Starfire a uncanny look before answering." Don't worry about the transportation. I may not look like it, but I also have the ability to convert to an air craft." Everyone, giving Springer a dreaded look, before quickly slamming the misconception down to the ground, after getting the idea at what trauma they have face back in jump city." Okay, let's get one thing straight. I've seen you guys fought against that psycho Blitzwing, and even I have to give you guys prompts for surviving. Because that crazy Decepticon absolutely leaves no one in one piece. Besides, we are the only few beings of our race to possess this unique ability, due to our rare genetic mutation within our T-Cog." Springer, already begun to convert himself to a jet propel helicopter.
"Well, at least he's not a jet." Raven whisper.
"I heard that. "Springer heated through the interior loud speakers. Opening all four door latches in one snap." Primus, are you guys going to get in or what?" Everyone boarded themselves in, at the request of the heated Autobot. Gently lifting off from the frosty grounds, and onto the unforgiving storm.
The flight so far, was not as bad as it would seem, as the former Wrecker smoothly cut's through the storm without much of a problem. Yet, it was anything but smooth for those who are boarded. Clamoring amongst themselves in finding the right comfort zone within a cramp space of a cockpit. Even though it has enough room for five, with the exception of the fifth space, that of a baby seat, in which Raven was currently sitting tightly between Beast Boy and Starfire. The Tamaranean princess, not faring much better after nearly being crushed by Cyborg as he tried to slam his seat back. Robin, stoically sat behind the driver seat. Playing elbows space with Cyborg for the center elbow department.
"Are we there. . . ."
"I swear by Primus, if you finish that last sentence one more time, I'll dump all of you from twenty thousand feet above ground, and travel the rest of the way with my happy self. And believe me, you will not be the first. So don't test me! "Springer holler through the intercoms." And to answer your second previous blasted question. Yes. Usually we do become frozen statue at this rate. But you guys are no different when it comes to this condition. That's why I have a thermal Gen equip within me at all times for this occasion. And this might raise a few eyebrows, but we are not made. As a matter of fact, what you see here is not our real appearance." The Autobot said at batting down their expected odd reaction coming from everyone." Though I can understand, because of our appearance are no different than your earth's technology, but we are a hundred percent home grown. In other words, our world like yours, is still organic, before eventually in the length of time, began to evolve. And our reproduction cycle is no different than your kind."
"So, does that mean you fought alongside with your parents?" Beast Boy nervously questions.
"I, along with my people, never knew our parents. Only through data, and words from my peers. Simply because they have permanently decease after unleashing all of their life force towards reproduction. That is why a pact was made between the guardians, and my parents prior. Usually close friends or distant relatives, before making their final pledge. You've all seen the sword that was given to me by jazz. Right? It used to be a harpoon wielded by my mentor, before being forged, and passed down to me after he was deceased in battle.
"Yo, sorry to hear that man. Must've been tough." Cyborg sympathized to the indifferent vibe coming from the Autobot.
"Don't be. It's part of our life cycle."
"Uhm, unless my sight is deceiving me, something is fast approaching." Starfire said to the dark oncoming object, that was coming closer at a great length of speed.
"Calm down guys, it's just me." Windblade informed through the communication line audio." Sorry for the sudden delay, just went through a lengthy lecture with Perceptor after been yank from the mission by Optimus.
"How did it go?" Springer, receiving a frustrating tongue click coming from the female Autobot.
"As of right now, not good. We did contain the Prime Matrix from Megatron forces, for only a moment, till everything went out of hand after being struck down by the third party. Last time I check, Optimus, and the others are on the pursuit in retrieving it. But that's not why I am here. . . "Windblade sounding a bit more skittish behind her formal tone when addressing the former wrecker." I was brought here not to assist just you, but also Grimlock, at Jazz Request. He's already here at the leading light."
"Makes total sense. Frag, I knew something was off after being informed that you're going to tag along with us." Springer spat to the possible reunion with the overly aggressive Dinobot."
"That's the second time I've heard that name. Yo, who is he?" Cyborg perks to the brooded Autobot.
"Let's just say he's a person you can't miss. And if you do come across him, which we all will, I highly suggest that you all keep a safe distant away from him. More importantly, did you guys managed to identify the perpetrators Windblade?" Springer questionably pressed his brooding behavior over to the female Autobot.
"Yeah somewhat. And that's what's bugging me, for as long as I had been around with Optimus, I have never seen him being spooked this pretty good, after coming across someone who goes by the name of Vector."
"VECTOR!?" Springer combust from the intercoms. Causing all five passengers to jump out of their seats." As in Vector Prime?"
"Sound like you guys know him pretty well. But yeah, that's the one. "Windblade caution through her frail words. A bit taken back from her panic comrade.
"Unfortunately, yes. According to old historic data, he's considered to be the very first Cybertronian to ever weld the matrix of leadership before becoming the finding member of the thirteen primes, during the great war with Unicron. After that, he took the grueling task of isolating himself from time and space, after being appointed as guardian for peace over a few billion years ago by Primus himself. To reappear so sudden in person, is near unheard of."
"Say, isn't that the same person you guys have encounter in Atlantis?" Cyborg said to the grimacing looks from the team.
"No, he was just standing by while we fought Aqualad." Robin affirmed.
"Been informed by your doctor at what went down in Atlantis, and talk about having lady luck on your side. But in case you do see him again, do what you did like last time by not engaging with the former prime, and just run your little hides as fast as you can. The same goes for you too Windblade. Listen, I do not doubt your skills in combat. Quite the opposite, I think it's one of the best, but were talking about a living legend that has more combat experience then the blasted universe combined. As great as our leader is, I don't even know Optimus have a living chance in hell when it comes to Vector. I believe that's the reason Optimus decided to have you pulled from the mission at the last minute."
"Deeply noted." Windblade keeping her sight sharp while blazing through the chaotic storm with ease." However, he was not alone, for he was also company by a lone earthling. It's difficult to describe, other than he was dressed in all black and armed with a black trident. Any of you guys have a clue at who he is?"
"Must be Aqualad." Robin equate his neutral words to Windblade." He's a teammate from another branch before he defected with Vector. We're doing everything we can at bringing him back."
"I see you guys have had your fair share of betrayals to the ones you are close with." Windblade, in all kindness said. "It's not easy for me to say this by any means, but its perhaps best that you all let him go."
" No way! And why should we?" Beast Boy scornfully.
"Because there's a great likely hood that you will not be able to bring him back. And even if you were to succeed, he will not be the same person you once knew." Windblade dedicating her unbiased statement from being infringed.
"She's a hundred percent right." Springer crumbling their remaining hopes through his cold words." Believe me, I personally witness it first hand, and the results is not pretty. It's harsh, but you've got to expect this sort of thing to occurred during the conflicts of war."
"Aqualad is not one of those people, I just know it." Beast Boy scuffing off their word of caution.
"Hey I feel you man. But they just want us to be prepare for the worst is all. Besides, we all should know by now that Aqualad is not the first to be defected. I mean, just look at Terra." Beast Boy flinch at that name. Coming close to correct Cyborg before the dark thought was dissuaded, after a strong rift of turbulence coming from the dense storm became more vigorous.
"Heads up guys, were almost there." Windblade informed.
"Yeah, I can see it from here." Springer resending the speed of his thrusters." Just have to find a right spot to land."
"Wait, are you sure? Because I don't see anything at . . . Oh, never mind." Cyborg spoofed. His jaw, hung loose at what he and the others were seeing. Looking at what appears to be a massive gray wall of a structure, that was peacefully being floated far above the grounds once the storm clouds started to wisp away when approaching. A ship that compose of a worn gray and circuit digital design board of the ship exterior. Appearing to extended its massive size after coming closer to the open landing dock." Yo, how big is this thing exactly? Nah forget that, how's this thing still being floated for all these years?" Cyborg bewilderedly gasps.
"About forty kilometers to be exact." Springer said as if it was no big deal. "And it's being powered by a Magna fuse unit that can last for indefinite amount of time, without being tamper. Don't worry, I'm just as surprise that this thing is still afloat without being touch."
"That's a big ship." Raven echo.
"Hold on guys, I'm getting contact from an unknown source." Windblade informs." What do you think? Should I link through?"
"Do it." Springer order. And right away, was introduce to a dark forbearing tone of a familiar Decepticon.
"I've always predict the day when we come across once again. In the most favorable conditions. How you been old friend? "
"Blitzwing." Springer calmly vein to the Decepticon's name.
"By that tone of yours, you don't seem all that thrill to see me. Is it because you have yet to get over the death of your former mentor? If you're that desperate to be united with him, then I can be assist of your struggles."
"Cram it, I know what you're after Blitzwing. And just to let you know, you will fail." Springer composed to the elite Decepticon.
"No, your mistaken, I'm just here to stop a couple of Autobots from trespassing at this historical site is all."
"Everyone, he's right behind us." Windblade burning her thrusters from the oncoming fire of Blitzwing's Vulcan canons." Springer, I'll take care of him while you guys get the data."
"Don't have much of a choice when carrying precious cargo." Springer cursed with everyone keeping a solid grip to their seats." Alright rookie, you've got the go-ahead green light, but you better take you're A game up a notch when facing the likes of him. There's a reason why he's second in command. Got it?"
"Noted, I'll see you guys shortly." Windblade monotone. Gracefully maneuvering a dirty loop from Blitzwing fire before making a head on collision for aerial combat.
"If you have any doubts, I have no problem in giving a helping hand to Windblade." Raven offers in suggestion.
"As much I would like to take up the offer, she'll do just fine with the likes of him. Besides, Jazz wasn't lying when he said that she is one of the best than a mere rookie.
"A greed. And besides, I need everyone to stick together in the meantime." Robin instructed.
"Hang on, were about to land." Springer making his way through the barrier of the ship entrance from the harsh conditions and into a mute area of a vast lifeless flight hanger. Landing on the dark metal mosaic flooring. Allowing the titans to depart once everything was clear from enemy presence.
"By the looks of it, where the only ones here . . .Kind of. "Cyborg looking around the old Cybertronian equipment, that layed stack against one another, while the rest lays scatter." Sheesh, the hell all this stuff?"
"Old medical equipment, and so on." Springer answered. Taking a closer look at one of the old armory recreator. Relinquishing his disappointing grunts after finding nothing, but useless junk of empty weapon slots, and credits. Though not concern at all. With his ammunition being fully stock anyway, along with health packs alike.
Beast Boy shuddering nonstop from the lack of warmth, peered himself closer to a strange contraption that Springer was typing through. The Autobot, casting a direct infernal look to the machine after failing to gain access to the main frame." Uh, find anything bro? On whatever that thing is. Hah, you know what? It kinda looks like a big porta potty."
"For the record, I'm not your bro, nor your friend, I'm simply a soldier. A soldier who just following his mission. Nothing more. So, drop that crap would yea?" Beast Boy dropping his ears in a deadpan matter before formally, present a middle finger behind the Autobot's back. "And no, it's not a porta potty. I'm trying to find and download a complete solid map of this area, since the rest of the data has been wiped clean from the system."
"You seem to be having trouble in what you're looking for. Is there anything we could be of assist?" Starfire kindly offer to Springer, as the former wrecker gives the stubborn dispenser a final hard kick.
"Frag, unless you could read old ancient Cybertronian language, were basically screwed. The only person that I know who could maybe decipher this language, is Perceptor. But he's already gotten his hands full as it is."
"Really? Cause all I'm reading here, is a buyer's guide to proper romance during the hard times of war."
Springer looking at Cyborg, like a wrench being toss to the side of his head. "No, I have no idea. May I ask how?"
"Don't know, it's just pretty easy to read I guess?" Cyborg mellowly supply." Say? You don't mind if I try something here for a sec?"
"Sure, help yourself." Springer stepping aside for Cyborg.
"Guys, don't judge me. This may look weird what I'm about to do." He cautions as he placed his right hand against the Recreator monitor. Quickly feeling a funny jolt coursing through his body. Chattering his teeth in between. Stuttering himself back at saving his face from the monitor, as it imploded.
"You alright?" Raven showing her lack of concern to the induce teeth chattering teammate.
"Yep!" Cyborg twitches at jumping back to his feet. Rapidly digging for his communicator within the pockets. Grinning at what he was seeing from the communicator." Good news. Got the map. I've already had it downloaded to your guyses communicators. Not only that, but I also pin point the exact location of the data. It's only less than four miles from here. To the west at the master security grid."
"Cyborg, what was that you just did?" Robin giving Cyborg a strange spooky look.
"I have no idea. All I did was the same thing back at the Tower, after me, and Beast Boy have escaped certain death. I already explained this weird thing I have with Sarah. And she's not sure herself, but it could possibly be the result of the after effects from my treatment. Or you know what? I could have the same ability like the. . ."
"Load intake data censors." Springer, casting Cyborg an accused look." Usually that type of system is assign either to the leader, or to the special ops unit like the wreckers. I would like to know how you obtain it, but I'll save that after we succeed in getting that data before the others do."
"Take the words right out of my mouth. Cyborg, do you know the quickest way to get to the master security grid without being exposed by the enemies?" Robin said.
"Well yeah without being spotted, definitely. But I doubt it's going to be the fastest. The best option available is the coolant ventilation shaft up there." Cyborg pointing at the oversize vent against the left upper wall. Large enough for the Autobot to walk through at full height without much trouble. The ex-wrecker, waste no time at climbing up a few stacks of crates. Ripping off the vent cover in one motion." Gotta warn you guys. The ventilation thrusters are still pretty active, so be prepare not to get frozen alive." Cyborg shuddering through his teeth, as the cold breeze came blasting right at his face.
Force to endure the unfortunate events from a few smartass complaints, being lunged from both Beast Boy and Raven over the subzero-degree condition. Keeping himself from slipping right on his face to the frozen gelatinous looking slush of old lubricates, and amongst other stuff, at which Springer dare not to say. Grabbing the vibrating communicator from his pocket. Already know who it is from the text before patching himself with the doctor.
"Yeah what's sup Sarah?"
"Oh, thank goodness Icky. I've been trying to get into contact with Robin and the others, but for some reason, you're the only one that was available."
"Wait, what's that supposed to mean?" Cyborg smelling bullshit from the innocent tone of the doctor.
"It means don't worry about it. What is important, is I just gotten a message from Batman on the condition of Superman. Icky, he's awake."
"Uh yeah Sarah, it's called good news. Not worth the emergency call." Cyborg sensing a sharp eye rolled coming from Sarah over his sarcastic rant.
"Icky I'm not finish. He also noted something was off after he have woken from his deep coma. Saying something about stopping a certain individual, in order for his plans to formulate. Is all he said to batman before suddenly leaving the watch tower. Icky, I have a very bad hunch he's coming after you. And I wouldn't be surprise if he has the means to cross over to another reality."
Feeling a tight lurch deep within the pit of his stomach at what the doctor have just said." Anything else we need to know?"
"There is. If he somehow indeed does come through, his strength as well as his flight ability, will be impeded due to the natural elements of the prime reality. However, you should not take him lightly, as he retains some decent amount of strength, enough to take a good number of people just to subdue him. Just be cautious is what I'm saying. Now if you excuse me, Silkie needs to be fed."
"Uh guys . . ."
"Cyborg don't worry, I've heard everything." Raven sparing Cyborg from his struggles in how to address the team from the sudden news. "What Cyborg is about to say, is that Superman is awake and have just left the tower. And according to Sarah, he might be on his way over. And I doubt he's coming over for moral support, based on the bad vibe that Sarah and I are feeling."
"Which means we have to pick up the pace before he arrives." The boy wonder said.
"Yo, by the way Springer, there's something you outta hear." Cyborg uncomfortably said to the sour look of the Autobot. "I've got something more then I have bargain for, after downloading the map from the recreator dispenser. According to the ships recording logs, this used to be an exploration ship for natural goods. It's hard to say what really happen, but all signs pointed of the ship being hijack by the forces of the fallen. I don't want to upset you or anything, but this is actually a burial site of the dead."
"Then that explains the heavy stench of sour lubricants. "Springer plainly said.
"Is that what the smell is coming from? Eew." Beast Boy covering his nose from the strong dead odor.
"They must have activated the Energon destabilizer bomb as their last resort during their losing effort. It's a common thing long ago when facing dire odds. All the same, just be alert, we might eventually run into quite a few bodies along the way. "Springer looking down at the partial broken shaft after the narrow path have led them to a dead end. Easily tearing off the shaft cover. Swooping down to a warm looking area. Seeing what appears to be a digital processing room with miniature looking hard drives built within the clear translucent walls. Being lit by the combination of both red and Ivory lights as its main light source.
"Wow, what is this place?" Beast Boy transfixed on the ruby looking glow coming from the lighting interior.
This has to be the gravitational control room." The ex-wrecker mellows. His hearing, rung to the haunted footsteps within his sensors, that was coming closer from the other side of the security access door." Get ready, someone's coming." Springer through his chill words activate his gear shredder as the door begun to unlock itself. His look of caution, turned to a look of shock, after a familiar looking seeker flung himself in.
Not knowing how to quantify his complex realm of emotions to the fallen seeker, with the titans doing the same, as the heavily damaged Decepticon started to crawl itself towards the group. Unleashing his torturous cries after a foot was planted against his back by a dark figure. Grasping their main weapons to the unknown foe. Exposing his sharp canines, once the toxic grin have started to spread when looking down at the helpless seeker. His decayed words filled everyone ears as he spoke.
"Oh Starscream, no matter how much I beat the living coward out of your soul. Your just gonna prove to everyone over, and over again, that you're just a living embodiment of shame. Not to worry my brother, the corruption that imbrue within your soul, will shortly be cleanse by our true god." The once silent room, now was shattered by the piercing anguish of Starscream. His back, deeply impaled by the dark figures hand.
Cyborg, forever thankful of not eating nothing at all, or else would be seeing himself losing his lunch, after the seeker violently suppressed his hand deeper. Seeing the figures right entire arm, begun to mechanically morphs itself into a storage looking contraption. Adjusting to the grotesque moment of the Energon stained spark being extracted from Starscream lifeless body and onto the figures spark catcher.
"Springer quick. What is that?" Raven pointed her trembling figure at the laugher of the dark seeker.
"A supposed to be dead Decepticon." Springer vengefully decreed when meeting the red menacing optics. "Do what you can at keeping yourself in one piece. He enjoys tearing things apart." Springer said. The violent aura that he had pent up, broke when addressing to his old foe." I feel like I owe you my personal apology Macabre. They shouldn't allow a typical Autobot to do a Wreckers job in putting your lousy hide out of your misery. Don't move from that spot, I'll make this quick, and very painful."
"My, the equanimous that you carry, is abundant. And you must be the suppose hard nose successor of Impactor, that I heard so much about. And the rumors that comes with, of how quite upset you are from missing out at seeing your mentor's final demise. Truly a shame. A shame, because you did not witness the pitiful anguish, right before I rip the sparked from his chamber! Not to worry boy, his spark is at a better place. And soon, yours will be joining right next to his." He viciously laughs.
Stood oddly by at popping his joints around his neck, layed a few rounds of the Gear Shredder onto Macabre. His optics quickly spread wide after the seeker evaded the atom incinerated disc in a swoosh of a blare. The sudden moves from Macabre, was too great to gain any form of a proper hit. Embracing the worst case scenario, as he was being blown back by a simple palm being pressed against his chest by the dark Seeker.
"How pitiful." He openly spat, yet was compose at side stepping with ease from various attacks by the titans. Squarely peering down at the staled motion of Starfire. Hunger for imminent slaughter was poured through his vicious smile." Oh, not to worry foolish one, as much I would love to hear your screams being orchestrated, is not part of my assign mission. Oh no, that would be his." Macabre pointing his index finger behind the titans, to a well-known figure. Making his haunted footsteps from the darken entrance.
"Impossible." Starfire taking a few steps back near the group, as if seeing a ghost of no other than the man of Steel.
"Uh okay, I've must be seeing shit, because that can't be right." Raven gripping her weapon tighter. Progressing that one meekly slip up, would be like cutting off life support. Not just for herself but for everyone around her.
"I wish all of us were seeing things Raven, but shit to be expected." Cyborg quietly said.
"I see your all well acquainted with one another." Macabre joyfully grin." Save's me the introduction. Though it still greatly hinders my spark, as to why our leader kept insisting on handing the task over to you, is beyond me."
"Stick around long enough, and you will see why." Superman monotone.
"Maybe next time. I'm much needed elsewhere, by our lord's request." The dark seeker declare in making his way out, before an energy blue cable wraps itself around the lower leg of Macabre." Well aren't you persistent." Macabre impassively said to Springer. The Autobot, trying with dear life in railing him in. "Want to continue the fight? Fine, I guess I have some time to play, but I much prefer we do this outside." The dark seeker erupting the entire area with a bomb like explosion being ignited by his turbines once converting to jet mode. Using his full G-force in ramming through the ship's emergency shutter with one hit, with Springer, being dragged right out into the frozen storm.
"Now that the nuisance has departed from this area, I'll cut right to the chase. I'm not here to harm either one of you. I'm just here to return a certain person to his parent." Superman aiming his liseran glowing eyes directly at Cyborg. "Victor, you know why I'm here. Your father has requested your presence at once."
"Nah. He could wait a lot longer." Cyborg unnerve at giving Superman a crazy look.
"No Victor. That I cannot request. You can resist all you like, but I recommended that you don't." Superman slowly bridging the gap between him and the titans.
"So we should not have a problem if all of us were to take him on at once, right?" Raven suppressing her fears from the deadly look of Superman.
"Yeah that's one thing that I'm afraid to find out myself, but its looks like we have no other choice." The boy wonder, looking for any signs of distraction. Nearly losing his grip of his smoke disk, after Starfire crept past the boy wonder, and onto the direction of Superman. "Star, what are you. . ."
"His strength is greatly limited, as Sarah have suggested, but is strong enough to hinder our mission. Yes? I know what he is doing. Which is why you must move forward in retrieving the data."
"But Star."
"Please Robin, you must assist on following Cyborg. For he is the only one with thorough knowledge of where the data is being stored. That is our top priority. Am I correct friend Cyborg?" Starfire looking at Cyborg. No fear to be shown through her unapologetic stare down.
"Shit. I don't like this at all, but Star's right Robin. We got to get to that security grid before the others do. And I already found another alternate route. "Cyborg unlocking the security door that was hidden right beside them with a simple touch. "We can't afford any more delays. Robin, don't worry about Star, she'll be fine. And Star. Remember what Sarah have said."
Starfire nodded at his understood words.
Superman, stood oddly by, as the others make their leave. "Honestly, I'm quite torn, weather I should applaud you on how noble you are. Or just express of the foolish stance your putting up. Koriand'r. Do what you must, because at the end, you will succumbed to your own fate, for which I have set for you." Superman resting his final words before speed dashes onward towards Starfire. Though not as fast than he has expected, once sending Starfire back a few feet once purging his right fist to her abdomen. Listening clear as day, of the air being escape from her lungs. The last hit, left her gasping for a bit. Capping down the surging pain, as she Wobbles back to her defensive stance." Your Tamaranian physiology is close to that of Kryptonian. However, I have a hard time in believing from what I'm seeing. Yes, as you may have figure, I'm not the same as I was back in our reality, but luckily, I've been enhanced for this occasion." Superman unleashing his heat vision to the surprise look of Starfire.
Withstanding the intensive heat from the man of steel, as she struggles in gaining a firm footing in blocking his heat vision attack with her sword.
"Well, that something." Superman through his perturbed interest said, after Starfire have managed to subdue the heat vision." It's rare for someone to parry my most destructive attack. But then again, not surprising all the same. Like I have stated before, even with the enhanced power of the Energon, I am still greatly limited from my true strength. But on the flipside, I understand what it feels like to be human."
"You will be the first person I shall confess to." Starfire said regaining her composer." These powers you see, are not of Tamaranian physical origins. But rather, it is due to the severe experiments that I endure long ago, during my years of imprisonment." Starfire counter back to the seldom look of Superman. Her bitter expectation came to reality after he have so easily caught Starfire's right fist. Doing her damnedest in keeping the seething pain from being exposed by the man of steel's iron grip.
"Here, allow me to explained a few flaws of your stance before seeing your demise. First, you fight with reckless abandonment. You show no form of self-discipline when engaging." Superman laying a few combos throughout her body. Looking at the rendering sight of Starfire with a dim expression. Grasping the feeble Tamaranian by the neck." What your team is doing, is no different than the league. A bunch of mobs playing a power struggle with another mob. You will see the truth soon enough." Superman using his full might of his heat vision. Sending the smoke infested Starfire across the premise.
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"Alright guys were almost there; the security grid should be at least a few hundred meters ahead." Cyborg, leading the team cross a massive lengthy bridge. Though he couldn't really tell, due to the two-mile length of the massive overpass itself with another one built right across from beneath. Greatly aware of the bottomless pit within the gray murky mist beneath the durable looking bridge. "Robin, once we get the damn thing, will get back to Starfire."
"I know Starfire will be fine. Right now we need. . .Wait, do you all hear something just now?" Robin taking a good look around the mute area.
Cyborg looking at the boy wonder in confusion, till jerking his head up at the direction of a faint whistling sound of a missile, that came roaring through the area."
"It's coming right above us!" Raven shouted as a wrecking ball like force crash its way through the thick structure seeing Blitzwing with his sword drawn.
Cyborg, seeing a red ruby visor being shined behind the sadistic smile of Blitzwing. Not knowing what to do next after the second command slams his sword down to the ground. Causing a paralyzing high voltage to root itself through out the premise, including Cyborg, as he was blown right over the safety rail.
"CYBORG!"
Was the last word he heard from Beast Boy before falling deeper into the pit of the misty clouds.
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"Goddammit that hurts! And what's sup with this thing of me being toss away from my team at a situation like this? This shit is getting real old man." Cyborg yelled through the darkness. Taking a wild guess that he must have fallen at least a few miles to a pile of metal scrap. And to make matters worse, his tarebine boots are only made for a short burst of flight before recharging itself for two minutes. Which he forgot to do during his steep fall. Cussing all the way while slushing his way through the rancid lubricants, without tripping over the rusted decay of. . . .Shit knows what, till reaching a dimly lit volt door. Blinded by the sharp light for a moment after cracking the access code with a simple touch at the door panel. Somberly adjusting his sight at what he was seeing once the volt door was lifted. Seeing nothing but mountains of decayed metal bodies of the decease Cybertronian's before him.
"Okay, so this is where all the remains lays." Cyborg calmly being creeped out beyond hell, till hearing a couple of human voices from the distant when reaching the balcony. All his bodily fluids, almost cease to function, to the last two people he would like to see. Especially one particular person, that have cause him to burst out her name from his stupor.
"Terra?"
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Windblade. First appearance. Transformers: More than meets the eye. Num27. April 2014: Technical Data
Strength:=======7
Intelligence:=========8
Speed:========8
Endurance:=======7
Rank:========8
Courage:=======7
Fireblast:======6
Skill:=========9
Green Lantern/ Harold 'Hal' Jordan. First appearance. Showcase. Num22. October 1959. Technical Data.
Strength:======6
Intelligence:========8
Speed:=======7
Endurance:======6
Rank==========10
Courage:=========9
Fireblast:=========9
Skill:========8