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*NOTE: Now when you read this, you are going to start thinking, "Wait! Shrapnel, Bombshell and Kickback don't have that ability, Vega Sailor has no idea what she's talking about!" Just trust me, I do know what I'm talking about, and it's going to get explained in later chapters, so just hang on with me, ok? ^_^
Now on with the story!
When We Where YoungChapter –14 Fuelshed Part 2
"I say we cerebro shell him right now. What are we waiting for?!" Bombshell hissed to Shrapnel and Kickback as the three watched their prey continue his walk down the street.
"No, we can't do that. Not now, now." Shrapnel hissed back.
"Why not?" Kickback snarled. "It's not fair you're the only one who got a hit on Blitzwing! I would like to have seen Bombshell cerebro shell him and then I could have finished it off with a good kick out the window!"
"And then the other five war ball team members in the room would've seen our plot and clobbered us all, all!" Shrapnel growled.
Kickback remained silent, but Bombshell decided to make a point.
"So what do you suggest we do then?"
"I suggest, for this blue seeker, we pull ourselves together to do something more permanent, permanent." Shrapnel pulled his mouth into a smirk.
Kickback and Bombshell gave Shrapnel a questioning look.
"You mean combine?" Kickback asked slightly unnerved.
"Exactly, exactly."
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Thundercracker transformed in to jet mode and flew as slowly as his engines could manage and still stay airborne. If he flew too fast he would wake everyone with his namesake sonic booms.
He felt safer in jet mode, even if he was flying really low to the ground it was still safer than in robot mode.
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A single dark figure stood on top of one of the buildings, looking down at the blue jet target.
"We are ready, ready." It said…
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Thundercracker felt something large and heavy land on his left wing. The sudden weight change on his left forced him to move in that direction. In the narrow streets he soon found himself flying sidelong into a building.
He felt a terrible pain surge through his left side as it impacted the unyielding metal of the structure. He transformed into robot mode and rubbed his head, waiting for the pain and dizziness to fade.
'What the hell was that?' Thundercracker thought as the pain subsided.
His question was answered when he saw a shadow cover him.
"Oh poor Thundercracker is already in pain, pain. Let's add some more, more."
Thundercracker looked up at the thing standing above him. It had giant clawed hands, massive wings, metallic antlers and Shrapnel's distinct speech impediment.
"Shrapnel, Bombshell, and Kickback? A gestalt? It's not possible!" Thundercracker automatically raised his right arm to shoot.
To his horror, he realized he hadn't pulled his weapons out of subspace after classes had ended.
The gestalt smirked and swung one of its clawed hands at Thundercracker. The talons tore through the right side of the blue seeker's torso, taking with it his whole arm, half of his right air-intake cowling and everything else in between…
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"Awwwwww. Poor Skyler can't handle his energon." The whole room burst into laughter at Octane's witticism. However, the laughter stopped when Skywarp crumpled to his knees on the floor, clutching the area on his chest plate where his laser core resided just underneath the metal and circuits.
"T……………..C……………TC…..?"
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Soundwave's head snapped alert, drawing Scrapper and Shockwave's optics to him.
"What's the matter?" Shockwave tilted his head at Soundwave. Scrapper looked equally curious.
"Thundercracker. Grave danger. Must act." Said Soundwave jumping up from his seat at the study table and rushing for the door.
Shockwave and Scrapper exchanged shrugs and followed.
"Megatron! Starscream! Assistance needed!" Soundwave appeared in the doorway to the training courtyard.
"What is it Soundwave?" Megatron looked genuinely concerned, something must really be bad if it got Soundwave so wound up.
"Ravage reports Thundercracker is under attack. If no assistance is given, Thundercracker will cease functioning…..!"
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Thundercracker shuddered and fell. His face kissed the ground hard, but that pain was drowned out by the agony in the rest of his body.
"Now that the pain has been delivered, how about a little humiliation, humiliation?"
Thundercracker lay there in silence unable to form words in the blur of torture and anguish. What else could they possibly do to humiliate me?
He let out a small moan when he felt the gestalt put one foot down on his back.
What are they…………..no…………..
Not that! Please Primus! not that! Thundercracker tried to shut off his pain sensors, but he couldn't. Something must have gotten unhooked. Whatever came next, he would feel it all.
Thundercracker's worst fears were realized when he felt the gestalt grab hold of one of his wings.
No Primus! Not my wings! Not my wings!
Thundercracker tried to use his left arm to lift himself off the ground, but the weight of the gestalt and the loss of energon from the torn up right side of his torso, was too much for what he had left.
The gestalt noticed his feeble attempt. "Nice try, try, but no good, good. You're going what's coming to you seeker, seeker."
It took all of Thundercracker's will to keep from screaming, as he suffered the feel of his prized wings, the symbol of his flight, of being a Seeker, of being Thundercracker, were slowly torn from his body. Though he could restrain the scream he could not hold back the fluid welling up in his optics and spilling down his cheeks…
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Ravage remained still and silent watching the carnage before him. He had long since sent a message to Soundwave of the attack on the Thundercracker, but after that he wasn't sure what to do. Soundwave had told him to follow the winged seeker, but nothing more. He didn't want to do something that would be against Soundwave's wishes, but then again his parent wanted to use the Thundercracker's voice in another rhythmic sound compilation. If this winged one were destroyed Soundwave wouldn't have the voice he needed anymore. Ravage hated uncertainty.…
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"TC! TC! Hang on Thundercracker! I'm comin'!" Skywarp burst out the Arial House door and ran in the direction of Maxima's house. His fellow housemates not knowing what the hell was going on ran after him.
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The gestalt gave Thundercracker a sharp kick to the side. The Seeker landed painfully on his now wingless back.
A half snarl, half smirk spread across the assailant's face as he picked up his victim by the neck and held him there for a few minutes, savoring the moments of his victory.
"Yes, yes. The poor, little, goalkeeping Seeker is in pain, pain. How about we eliminate the pain right now, now."
The gestalt held Thundercracker by the side of the head with one hand and raised the other to a position as if he were about to spike a ball. Suddenly the sharp claws became straight and stiff, aimed directly at the seeker's chest plate.
"Now right through the laser core, core."
Thundercracker shut his optics.
This is it? This is my end? I don't want to die like this!
He tried to transform, to move, to do anything to prevent his demise. He could do nothing. Too much of his energon had been spilt. All he could do was wait for the fatal blow that would be the end of everything.
…………Skywarp
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Ravage growl as he saw his window of opportunity to attack the monster open, when it held up the Thundercracker. One of the small panzer's missiles hit the arm of the monster, while Ravage himself sunk his teeth for the beast's throat. The monster screamed and dropped its prey.
Thundercracker hit the ground once again. Through the cloud of pain and loss of energon, the Seeker was trying to comprehend what had just happened. For a single moment he caught a glimpse of his attacker trying to tear something small and black away from its throat. Then collapsing in exhaustion from pain and lack of vigor, Thundercracker slowly faded into the unfeeling calm of unconsciousness, not knowing whether he would come out of it again…
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Skywarp blinked.
Thundercracker was so close, he could feel it, he could even swear he heard his brother's voice in his head.
Just around the corner.
"Hang on Thundercracker!"
He turned the corner. The first thing he saw was a big shadowy figure running away, but it was the second thing that kept him from pursuing that said shadowy figure.
Oh Primus no!
Skywarp felt as if his core would beak apart. There was Thundercracker, the perfect goalkeeper, his friend, his twin. Mangled, broken, beaten and left to die……..
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That took a lot out of me to write, I hope you like it. Now you're probably wondering why Thundercracker would start crying when his wings were taken. My perception is that for an air fighter Decepticon, the symbol of his grandeur is his wings. So for Thundercracker, when the Insecticons ripped off his wings, it was just like being raped.
Poor Thundercracker, I'm so mean to him. Believe me this the hardest chapter I've had to write so far.
Originally chapter 13 and chapter 14 were one chapter, but I thought the comedy at the beginning of the chapter would take away from the horror at the end, or vice-versa. So I decided to split them up.
And as always, I eagerly wait those reviews from you my loyal fans.
-Vega Sailor^_^