NEW CONTACT DETECTED.
MATCHING AUDIO SIGNATURE TO DATABASE
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RESULTS/ENEMY: HVT-D4 (PREDACON)
REQUESTING OBJECTIVE UPDATE
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Atlantic sea. Off of the coast of California.
August 5. 2014 A.D. 1045 hours
Bridge to the Aircraft Carrier: Samuels code-named 'Phoenix Nest'
The bridge of the carrier was nothing special, you'd find it in any other carrier. its purpose is what makes it special. It's the command center for all operations concerning the VF-0 fighter aka Phoenix. Plus, the fact everyone but the captain was female. Lisa Hayes had the pleasure of meeting phoenix once. He was pleasant to talk to even if was via direct messages. He seemed like any young airforce pilot ready to take on the world but there was a part of him that seemed lost. She knew that Phoenix was human and had lost his memories during the transfer. That's what hits Lisa in the heart. He kept saying that he needs to protect someone, someone important to him, but he couldn't remember.
Lisa Hayes is a beautiful woman, in her early twenties. Her brown hair was long and curled at the ends. Her green eyes only added onto her beauty, and her soft light skin made it worse. She wore the standard white bridge officer's uniform. Even if it was standard most of the men on the carrier say it only accentuates her curves. Much to her disdain.
A message on the screen of the station brought her out of her musings. It was the objective update from Phoenix.
"Captain." Her voice was youthful and pleasant to listen to. "There's a message from Phoenix."
"Yes, Lisa. What is it?" came the elder gentleman's rough voice.
Lisa looked to her captain for several months now.
Captain Gloval was a seasoned veteran. The captain was tall, tall enough to hit his head on the door frame every time he enters or exits the bridge. His hair was black as one could tell from the mustache on his lip. His skin had a sight tan to it. His dark blue eyes held years of combat experience and wisdom. If one could see them, from how low he has his captain's hat, which was part of the dark blue uniform. The captain was also rather informal when came to ranks below him, usually treating them like friends.
"Captain. Phoenix has been able to confirm the presence of the Predacon and is requesting an objective update. I think he wants to fight it."
"Are you sure?" Came the feminine voice from beside Lisa.
This woman is Claudia Grant. She was a dark-skinned beauty, of similar age to Lisa. She was a little taller than Lisa. Claudia also had slightly darker hair. She was the communications officer of the bridge, so her uniform was green. She was just as womanly as Lisa but garnered less attention. Mainly, because of the angry lieutenant that was her boyfriend and would throttle them alive if he saw.
"He usually capable of making these decisions on his own," Claudia stated what was in Lisa's mind.
"I thought the same thing."
"It's his first time on a true battlefield." The captain stated as he folded his hands together and placed his forehead against them. While it may have been only a few months Lisa knew that he was thinking.
He looked up from his hands. "Ask him if it's possible to complete assigned tasks without engaging."
Lisa nodded. "VTF-0. Run a simulation of completing assigned tasks without engaging. Over."
ORDERS RECEIVED AND UNDERSTOOD.
PROCESSING SIMULATION.
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RESULTS: TWO POSSIBILITIES
RESULT ONE – HVT-D4 WILL ENGAGE AND HENDER MISSION TASKS.
RESULT TWO – HVT-D1 WILL ENGAGE ALLIED FORCES RESULTING IN HEAVY CASUALTIES.
RECOMMENDED ACTION WOULD BE TO ENGAGE HVT-D1 WITH THE OBJECTIVE OF DISTRACTING THE TARGET OR ELIMINATING THE TARGET
Lisa shook her head. "Phoenix thinks it's a bad idea. The Predacon would either engage him or the ground forces. He advises that the best approach would for him to engage the Predacon."
Gloval laughed silently. "Of course, he does. " The captain's voice turned serious. "his new orders are to engage the Predacon, stall him for as long as he can but he believes he can defeat it then he should. After, he is to resume the assault on Darkmount."
"Yes, sir." Lisa turned back to the com. "VT-0. Updates to mission objectives. The primary objective has been reduced to secondary. New primary objectives: engage and neutralize HVT-D4. Then head to depot epsilon-five for resupply. Confirm orders. Over."
ORDERS RECEIVED AND UNDERSTOOD.
OBJECTIVE 'AID AUTOBOTS IN DESTROYING DARK MOUNT' HAS REDUCED STATUS TO SECONDARY OBJECTIVE.
NEW PRIMARY OBJECTIVE:
-ENGAGE HVT-D4 AND NEUTRALIZE TARGET.
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TARGET SIGHTED. ENGAGING.
ACTIVATING EDI PROGRAM
Darkmount, Nevada
August 5, 2014, A.D. 1052 hours
Bulkhead was grateful for the help the SMS guys were giving them, and the timing couldn't be better. A swarm of Insecticons came in ready to ravage the Autobots. If it weren't for the presence of the Destroids, as he heard one of the pilots call the robots, they would all be scrap. Despite how simple the machines were, they were extremely effective against the bug-like Decepticons. The bladed Destroids would hold back the ground forces while the gun-mounted Destroids would focus on the air forces.
Being the Wreckers they were, the two ally cybertronians joined in on the melee. Bulkhead struck a 'con in the stomach with his mace. As it keeled over from the hit, he pointed the Heavy Ion Cannon at its head and blew it off. So far. So, good. He was still worried about the Predacon he heard earlier. Like it was a jinx, the bestial 'con flew down from the top of Darkmount. Inside Bulkhead was panicking, they couldn't hold up against the monster last time they fought. This time they had a better chance with the human forces but still.
"We're not gonna be just apart of their game"
"We're not gonna be just the victims"
"They're taking our dreams and they tear them apart"
"Til every one's the same"
"I've got no place to go, I've got nowhere to run"
"They love to watch me fall, they think they know it all"
Rock music started blaring over the coms and the Destroid pilots all let out a cheer.
"Keep jamming to those tunes, Phoenix." A squad captain, 'NOMAD' bulkhead believes, shouted.
That white with red stripes jet flew overhead at that point. Heading straight for the predacon. Bulkhead couldn't help but think that the pilot was nuts. However, if that jet could hold off the predacon until they finished with the Insecticons. They might have a chance. Speaking of 'cons, one made dash for bulk. He brought his mace down on its head killing it instantly.
Darkmount Airspace, Nevada
August 5, 2014, A.D. 1054 hours.
Phoenix flew towards the predacon. He was glad to fight it, that way his allies won't have to engage it and possibly die. He entered optimal combat speed. He lined up the Predacon with his Energon pulse carbine or the slang term it's known by "the Gunpod". He was saving his missiles in hopes that he could take down the target before him and Darkmount before going to resupply. He had hopes of lessening casualties. Already three 'Spartan' Destroids were down.
The predacon roared a challenge at him. To which Phoenix responds with a burst fire from the gun pod. The Energon lasers hit but the predacon ignored it and continued its charge. Switching to full auto, he fired at the 'con. Round after round hit it but it didn't seem to care. As the two aerial combatants neared each other, Phoenix stopped his assault while the predacon started his. Flames spewed from the dragon's mouth, ready to melt the armor of the jet.
Phoenix entered a corkscrew maneuver around the flames and HVT-D4. The predacon halted his breath attack to snap its jaws at the veritech fighter. The bite barely as missed as VTF-0 straightened out behind the cybertronian. He rotated ninety degrees, decelerated and began turning right as sharp as he could without stalling. The only responses the Predacon had for the fighter was to either turn right also and try to meet him head-on or turn left and hope it could turn sharper so it could turn around and get behind him.
The predacon turned left.
The two turned in opposing circles till they came head to head. Seeing that his gunpod didn't seem to do much damage, Phoenix had no choice but to launch a salvo of four SESMRAAM missiles as he shot short bursts form the Energon carbine. The short bursts allow him not to accidentally detonate his own missiles. Once again, the predacon ignored the bursts but he shot his fire blast and took out the missiles. Phoenix surprised at the display of intelligence, it wasn't as stupid as the field reports described. It understood the danger of the missiles and had created a simple method of countering them.
However, it may be smart, it's only smart in animal terms like an ape, basic problem-solving. Phoenix was smart in human terms. He can plan. He also had advantages that most of the Predacon's previous opponents didn't have. Using the explosion as a smokescreen, he hit the afterburners and once he felt he had enough speed that he engaged battloid mode.
The twin rudders folded over each other, then a hidden assembly they sat on swung upwards till the rudders were between the assembly and the plane. Inside the assembly was a set of booster thrusters meant for stabilization. The main engines cut out and slid forward on the sides of the fuselage till the intakes were next to the nose. Then they spun till they pointed the opposite way, as a result, they resembled a set of legs with the engines' nozzle spreading out to form feet. The wings rotated backward till they touched. From underneath the plane arms slid out to either side of the body with the gun pod underneath the forearm of the left arms. Then the plane seemingly folded in half where the arms were placed to form a torso. With the cockpit and surrounding area to form the chest and stomach and the wings and the boosters forming the back.
A head slid out the top of the torso. It was humanoid, but he had no mouth, just a smooth rounded faceplate. Instead of eyes, there was a simple green visor. Where his ears should be if he was human were twin, double barrel, laser turrets.
This transformation had taken only a few seconds and directional thrusters maneuvered him so that he was facing forward the entire time. The dragon-shaped cybertronian came out of the smoke just in time to see the new form. Surprised, he spread his wings out in an attempt to stop and disengage from his opponent. However, phoenix had way too much momentum for that. Phoenix spun and out his right forearm, behind his wrist, and above his hand a blade slid out. It was as wide as his hand and as long as his forearm. Phoenix was aiming for the Predacon's head but it's attempt to disengage led it to turn to the side and that only resulted in a deep cut to its stomach.
It howled in pain and rage as it temporarily lost control. Spinning wildly for a moment before flapping its wings in a precise manner, regaining its bearings. It turned and began chasing down its prey. Phoenix returned to his fighter mode flying away from the opponent but keeping his airspeed low as to avoid discouraging the bestial cybertronian as he came up with a new plan.
He had lost the ace up his sleeve when he revealed his battloid form. It wouldn't surprise the Decepticon again. As a matter of fact it would do it's best to avoid future head to head matches. It would change it's attack angles from now on to be more unpredictable which would make maneuvering difficult as it had a better turn radius than he did. thus the majority of combat maneuvers that he knows would only end up with it having the optimal attack angle. It was the same case with him using the battloid and guardian modes with the disadvantage of putting him in the range of the fire breath. That only left him the option of attempting more unorthodox and dangerous maneuvers. Stunts more like.
Remembering that the Predacon did not act well to surprises Phoenix knew he had to take a gamble. Decelerating sharply, expanding his drag flaps to max-width as well as angling his vectored thrust engines downward he pulled back into an extremely tight roll barely wider than the length of the fighter. The Predacon passed right underneath him right as he hit the top of the loop then he stalled causing him to drop like a rock. The Predacon performed it's own loop and dived after the fighter.
It wasn't hard to break the stall in this straight dive he was doing but the next part would be. The plan was to get the Predacon to crush. He was at two thousand feet now, he would have to decrease velocity at one thousand feet, and then he would have to pull up at two hundred feet. It was gonna be close and that's what he was hoping for.
Reaching one thousand he shifted into 'guardian' mode. The booster engines came out like with the battloid form. Unlike with the battloid, the engines didn't slide forward before snapping out into the legs pointed at the ground. The arms came out like last time but the gunpod was in the right hand this time ready to be used. Overall it looks like the fuselage and wings of a fighter plane stuck on "chicken walker" legs with two arms, and a gun. The legs shot exhaust downward, slowing down the fighter. Phoenix knew that it wouldn't be enough. As a last-ditch effort to slow down he engaged the emergency deceleration parachute. It helped some but not enough, cords snapped the chute flying off.
This landing was going to be pretty interesting.
He hit two hundred feet. Pulling up sharply, the veritech's legs scraped against the ground as he struggled to get his downward momentum into forward momentum. In order to stop his high speeds, he switched back to the battloid configuration. He braced his feet against the ground and leaned against inertia and almost toppling over. To save himself the crash he slammed his free hand into the ground balancing himself and creating more friction to stop. To anyone else, who's observing it looked fricking awesome, but in reality he saved himself from a dangerous move. His head looked up to see the Predacon's progress.
The Predacon didn't have as much luck as phoenix did. A side bonus to the parachute flew into the Predacon's face blinding it. It shot out its flaming breath burning the chute only to be met with the incoming ground. The dragon flapped its wings frantically trying to stop, but all it managed was some forward motion. It crashed into the ground at high speed. The predacon rolled and tumbled, and surprisingly got up all fours sliding. Still hadn't stopped it's forward movement yet, and when it looked like he would, his legs folded beneath him. He rolled several more times before coming to a stop in a cloud of dust which acted as a smokescreen between Phoenix and the predacon.
Phoenix stood up Gunpod at the ready if the dragon pulled anything off. As expected, the dragon flew at him like a bullet out of a gun. Phoenix squeezed off a few rounds before it collided with him. They fell back with Phoenix landing on his back with the Predacon pinning the veritech's arms. The animalistic Decepticon roared in triumph and charged its fireball. If Phoenix could smirk, he would.
He placed his foot against the 'cons stomach and maxed out the engines. The Predacon roared in agony as its armor turned red hot from the exhaust. At the same time, Phoenix shoots off like a rocket dragging the Predacon with him. Over time, he gets an arm free, he deploys a missile rack, grabbing one before retracting the rack. He stabs the missile into heated area of the Predacon. The projectile weapon sliding through the liquid-like area.
Placing both feet against the Predacon, Phoenix kicked him off. The 'con went flying, while the battloid cut the engines and backflipped to his feet, stopping. He switched the carbine to single shot and took aim. The Predacon had taken flight once more and was diving at Phoenix. The veritech fighter aimed his Gunpod for the missile and pulled the trigger.
Everything seemed to slow down. The gun sounded out as the muzzle flashed green. The green AHEAD round flew across the field. Phoenix could see the horror in the Predacon's eyes as the bullet flew past its chin. The round made contact with the missile and nothing happened at first. Phoenix almost panicked, then the missile exploded and the Predacon disappeared in flame and smoke.
Phoenix turned and headed towards Darkmount that was so far away now. He knew that the Predacon wasn't joining the fight again. If it had survived the missile he knew that the damage it had received would put it out of the fight. Shifting into his fighter form he took off for Darkmount. He updated the situation to the 'Phoenix's Nest'.
MISSION UPDATE.
FIRST PRIMARY OBJECTIVE: ENGAGE HVT-D4 AND NEUTRALIZE TARGET.
STATUS: COMPLETED.
AMMO COUNT:
-100 X AHEAD ROUNDS IN PRIMARY CLIP FOR CARBINE. ADDITIONAL CLIPS AVAILABLE.
-8 X SEMRAAM MISSILES
-19 X SESRAAM MISSILES
-2 X FAST PACK MODULES
READY TO RETURN TO PRIMARY OBJECTIVE
Bridge of the Samuels
August 5, 2014, A.D. 1114 hours.
Lisa gasped. "He actually beat it."
"What was that, Lisa?" Claudia asked.
"Phoenix took down the Predacon," Lisa stated shocked by the event. "With only a fraction of his gunpod ammo and a few missiles."
"That's amazing," A young voice piped up.
It belonged to Samantha (Sammie) Milliome, the internal communications officer and youngest of the bridge crew. Fresh out of the academy, she looked younger than what should be allowed into the military. She had ginger hair that went down to her shoulder blades and she had soft blue eyes that betrayed her youthful innocence.
"You're telling me." Replied Lisa.
A faint smile of pride formed of the captain's face. "I assume that he wants to return to the original objective."
"Yes, sir."
Gloval nodded. "Contact Lieutenants Fokker, and Hunter. Have them rendezvous with phoenix and resume the assault on Darkmount.
ORDERS RECEIVED AND UNDERSTOOD.
NEW PRIMARY OBJECTIVE
- RENDEZVOUS WITH SKULL LEADER AND VERMILLION LEADER
OBJECTIVE 'AID AUTOBOTS IN DESTROYING DARK MOUNT' HAS ASCENDED TO PRIMARY OBJECTIVE.
ENTERING STANDBY MODE
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Darkmount Airspace, Nevada
August 5, 2014, A.D. 1115 hours
The white jet circled the edges of the border of Darkmount while he waited. Phoenix hated waiting, every second someone dies. He considered every member of the SMS to be his partners.
'And partners always have each other's backs'
Songs:
Me against the world- Simple Plan