Chapter 9
~Sorry it's taken so long to update. I've been working on some song paraodies and with work and school, it's hard to keep up. I'm hoping I've gotten over my writer's block with this one. Welp, here we go!~
Galen, Neil, Hotshot, and Jetfire landed back on Cybertron. Brina, Optimus, Red Alert, Cyclonus and Demolisher were waiting for them.
"Welcome to Cybertron, Galen Tripor," said Neil happily.
Brina went up to Neil with shining eyes and bowed slightly.
"Welcome back."
Optimus explained the dilemma to Galen on the way to the underground centre. Galen seemed to accept the new facts of his existance without question--admirable for a Human boy. And now for the first time, all three kids were able to go inside and see the underground project.
Inside three seperate capsules, submerged in a liquid-like substance, were the newly completed shells of Galvatron and Starscream. Beside them, Firestorm's body lay quietly.
"These are the shells of the sparks you carry. If you think of the spark as the heart-- the living essence of a Transformer, then think of these as bodies with no heart," explained Optimus quietly. He went over to the first capsule, which was smaller than the rest.
"Brina McPhearson, you are carrying the spark of this femme. She is called Firestorm, and she is my sister. We fought long and hard in the battle with Unicron. Afterward, she fell asleep mysteriously."
Optimus crossed over to the next capsule. The form inside was blue and red with an orange faceplate. The wings spread from his back gracefully, and were freshly painted with a violet logo.
"Neil Elliot, the spark you carry is that of the Decepticon called Starscream. Despite the fact he was a traitor, he was noble and brave till his very last. He was lost in the battle with Unicron."
The third capsule held a Transformer painted with the same violet logo. His purple and silver body were slightly larger than the rest. It was obvious this one was armed for battle.
"Galen Tripor, you also harbor the spark of a Decepticon. The one you carry is that of Galvatron. He and I were enemies for a long time, and we reluctantly joined forces to defeat the evil one called Unicron and to save Cybertron. He sacrificed himself to stop Unicron's evil. We have been working to reconstruct the shells of the lost Decepitcons in hopes of reviving their sparks one day."
The three Humans stood looking at their Transformer counterparts in awe. All of their lives, these robots had been at war with each other. It was a history of nothing but fighting--yet they had managed to survive over all this time.
Suddenly, Brina looked above her, eyes wide and body shaking. Following her gaze, all in the room stood still at the sight.
A lone figure with wings of white and a gown of blue with pale hair was looking down at the trio of Humans. This woman was Lorelei--Firestorm's creator. Light pulsed around her as she crossed her hands over her chest and closed her eyes.
"Two hearts in one, become two in two. Heart, mind, body, shed yourselves. Return to your bodies, and let it be," she chanted. The three children were taken up in a flash of light, and three gleaming lights seperated from their bodies.
Galvatron's spark was the first to return. His optics snapped open, and he groggily looked about him, seeing himself with Optimus Prime, but too out of it to care just at that moment.
Starscream's optics were the next to open. His head snapped up, instantly alert, already looking for a way out of confinement.
"Get the capsules open! Hurry!" shouted Optimus. The stunned underling hurried to open the capsules containing the newly revived Decepticons.
Brina's body felt white hot. She felt her chest pulled out beyond the rest of her, and felt something leave it. She barely managed to see a blue-colored light travel to the smallest capsule. Firestorm was being returned to her body.
With a gasp, Firestorm's eyes snapped open. The newly revived Transformers stepped from their capsules in a rush of protective fluid. All three looked at each other, dazed and confused.
"Starscream?"
"Firestorm?"
"I thought you were dead."
"I'm here, somehow."
With a cry, Firestorm rushed to embrace him, and they held each other close.
"Let go of her, Starscream! I forbid you to be around that Autobot twit," bellowed Galvatron.
Optimus watched all this with a certain degree of amusement. Some things never changed--and Galvatron's bellow was one of them.
"Welcome back, Galvatron and Starscream. Firestorm, you're awake. It's nice to have you three back with us."
"Optimus!"
"Prime?!"
"Big brother!"
"Sorry, Prime, but--"
"Would you cool it, Galvatrash? Why don't you wait and see how we came to be here before you start blasting the place apart. Did that thought ever occur to you?" snapped Firestorm.
Remarkably, Galvatron listened to the femme and backed down--waiting for the explaination which he was sure would come soon.
~Yay! Sparks have been returned. Lemme know where I should go with this--Review, okay! See ya next chapter.~
~Sorry it's taken so long to update. I've been working on some song paraodies and with work and school, it's hard to keep up. I'm hoping I've gotten over my writer's block with this one. Welp, here we go!~
Galen, Neil, Hotshot, and Jetfire landed back on Cybertron. Brina, Optimus, Red Alert, Cyclonus and Demolisher were waiting for them.
"Welcome to Cybertron, Galen Tripor," said Neil happily.
Brina went up to Neil with shining eyes and bowed slightly.
"Welcome back."
Optimus explained the dilemma to Galen on the way to the underground centre. Galen seemed to accept the new facts of his existance without question--admirable for a Human boy. And now for the first time, all three kids were able to go inside and see the underground project.
Inside three seperate capsules, submerged in a liquid-like substance, were the newly completed shells of Galvatron and Starscream. Beside them, Firestorm's body lay quietly.
"These are the shells of the sparks you carry. If you think of the spark as the heart-- the living essence of a Transformer, then think of these as bodies with no heart," explained Optimus quietly. He went over to the first capsule, which was smaller than the rest.
"Brina McPhearson, you are carrying the spark of this femme. She is called Firestorm, and she is my sister. We fought long and hard in the battle with Unicron. Afterward, she fell asleep mysteriously."
Optimus crossed over to the next capsule. The form inside was blue and red with an orange faceplate. The wings spread from his back gracefully, and were freshly painted with a violet logo.
"Neil Elliot, the spark you carry is that of the Decepticon called Starscream. Despite the fact he was a traitor, he was noble and brave till his very last. He was lost in the battle with Unicron."
The third capsule held a Transformer painted with the same violet logo. His purple and silver body were slightly larger than the rest. It was obvious this one was armed for battle.
"Galen Tripor, you also harbor the spark of a Decepticon. The one you carry is that of Galvatron. He and I were enemies for a long time, and we reluctantly joined forces to defeat the evil one called Unicron and to save Cybertron. He sacrificed himself to stop Unicron's evil. We have been working to reconstruct the shells of the lost Decepitcons in hopes of reviving their sparks one day."
The three Humans stood looking at their Transformer counterparts in awe. All of their lives, these robots had been at war with each other. It was a history of nothing but fighting--yet they had managed to survive over all this time.
Suddenly, Brina looked above her, eyes wide and body shaking. Following her gaze, all in the room stood still at the sight.
A lone figure with wings of white and a gown of blue with pale hair was looking down at the trio of Humans. This woman was Lorelei--Firestorm's creator. Light pulsed around her as she crossed her hands over her chest and closed her eyes.
"Two hearts in one, become two in two. Heart, mind, body, shed yourselves. Return to your bodies, and let it be," she chanted. The three children were taken up in a flash of light, and three gleaming lights seperated from their bodies.
Galvatron's spark was the first to return. His optics snapped open, and he groggily looked about him, seeing himself with Optimus Prime, but too out of it to care just at that moment.
Starscream's optics were the next to open. His head snapped up, instantly alert, already looking for a way out of confinement.
"Get the capsules open! Hurry!" shouted Optimus. The stunned underling hurried to open the capsules containing the newly revived Decepticons.
Brina's body felt white hot. She felt her chest pulled out beyond the rest of her, and felt something leave it. She barely managed to see a blue-colored light travel to the smallest capsule. Firestorm was being returned to her body.
With a gasp, Firestorm's eyes snapped open. The newly revived Transformers stepped from their capsules in a rush of protective fluid. All three looked at each other, dazed and confused.
"Starscream?"
"Firestorm?"
"I thought you were dead."
"I'm here, somehow."
With a cry, Firestorm rushed to embrace him, and they held each other close.
"Let go of her, Starscream! I forbid you to be around that Autobot twit," bellowed Galvatron.
Optimus watched all this with a certain degree of amusement. Some things never changed--and Galvatron's bellow was one of them.
"Welcome back, Galvatron and Starscream. Firestorm, you're awake. It's nice to have you three back with us."
"Optimus!"
"Prime?!"
"Big brother!"
"Sorry, Prime, but--"
"Would you cool it, Galvatrash? Why don't you wait and see how we came to be here before you start blasting the place apart. Did that thought ever occur to you?" snapped Firestorm.
Remarkably, Galvatron listened to the femme and backed down--waiting for the explaination which he was sure would come soon.
~Yay! Sparks have been returned. Lemme know where I should go with this--Review, okay! See ya next chapter.~
