Chapter three: Water Fight
The morning came too quickly for Corvin's liking. Light filtered through the cave's entrance and shined harshly into her optics. A groan escaped her, tossing and turning away from the sun's dreaded rays of sunlight. She needed a proper amount of sleep to start the day, and she did not get it. So nothing was making her move from her spot of soft dirt, lest it be the devil coming to burn her ass up. A soft snicker escaped past her lips at the thought of the a little devil appearing and setting her aflame. He snickers turned to giggles as her thought morphed into the little devil coming out and singing "Let it go" the fire version while throwing fireballs at her.
"What's so fucking funny at this hour, Corvin?" The muffled voice of Domi piped up from behind her. Corvin turned her frame to look at her groggy friend.
"Demons singing with musical fireballs of death and destruction," Corvin replied. Domi made a muffled 'huh' sound from where her face was buried into her metal arms.
"Say hi to Dean and Sam for me." Corvin snickered
"Will do"
Knowing that she wasn't going to get any more sleep with those metal images Corvin preceded in heaving herself up onto her peds, only to hiss as her leg gave protest. She wobbled forward, ducking between stalagmites on her way to the entrance where Vela was sitting. She sat at the edge, letting her legs and wings stretch out in the sun. A shuffle was heard and soon Domi was there, too. Vela was the first to break the silence.
"So, what 'a we gonna do?" Corvin glanced over from where she basked in the sun to Vela. A small shrug was given as an answer.
"I guess we look for energon, or a semi-permanent place to stay until we know what we are dealing with." Vela blinked at Corvin's answer before nodding.
"Good idea" Vela praised, Corvin grinned.
"Yeah, I know. It's because I came up with it." She said with mock snobbishness. Domi snorted before slapping Corvin slightly on the arm.
"Most of your ideas come out in disaster." Corvin made a face at Domi.
"My ideas are brilliant" Domi let out a loud guffaw.
"Says the oaf who charges head-first into battle!" There's Loki, she'd been wondering where Domi was hiding him. Corvin puffed her chassis out and pulled her shoulders back before replying loudly.
"Why Brother! Is There Any Other Way?!" Vela laughed, they did their Asgardian impressions a little too well.
"You could go in with a real plan."
"I Always Have A Plan!"
"Oh yeah? And what's that, hmm? Go in swinging your hammer around like an idiot?" Domi inquired with a smirk. Corvin smirked right back.
"My hammer could pound you into the ground." She leaned closer to Domi "…Hard…" Domi instantly made a disgusted face as she pushed herself away from Corvin as the seeker laughed.
"You are so nasty, why am I friends with you" She asked as her nose-less faceplates crinkled up as her lips pushed up into a scowl.
"Because you love me!" Corvin sang out. They had dropped the impersonations after the hammer comment she had made. Vela was still snickering as Corvin poked at Domi.
"Shouldn't we get going or something?" Domi asked desperately, attempting to stave off Corvin while suppressing her own smile of amusement. Corvin backed off and nodded.
"Yeah, let's get going."
It was two hours later the trio found themselves walking along the base of a mountain. All Corvin could feel was the gurgle in her tank as her energon levels went lower. Losing that much of the blue stuff yesterday was not doing her good, and she was now feeling the effects. The little box in the edge of her vision popped up again, stating once again that she needed medical assistance and to refuel soon. Corvin grumbled, her field flaring slightly in annoyance.
That was another thing she had found out not to long ago. She found out that she had some sort of energy field surrounding her. It reacted how she wanted it most of the time, other times it was difficult for her to control. She found it better to just let it do its own thing rather than try and tamper with it. It helped to convey emotions to other Cybertronians, she found out that when she had been standing in close proximity to her trine mates and had felt something ghost over a part of her that seemed to be all around. It was there, but unseen.
It was strange, but Corvin could get used to it.
Walking on the steep rocks, Corvin's weight shifted the rocks, causing her to stumble. She spout out a string of curses as her leg was jarred.
"Stupid fucking rocks and their stupid….ness."
"Good insult there Corvin, really got them fearing you." Domi shot out. Corvin huffed, but continued on. She could feel the rocks and dirt get into her joints and gears, making walking uncomfortable. Leaves brushed against her beat-up wings and Corvin let out a deep hiss. Those damned leaves…
Domi snickered as she walked, listening as Corvin cursed the trees and the leaves that grew on them. Her laughter was cut short when she, too, stumbled on some shifting rocks. It was her turn to curse out obscurities as she tripped. Corvin snickered before helping to steady her. All of their temperaments were at a boiling point, but none of them wanted to take it out on each other. So they walked.
Vela halted at the font of the group, causing the rest to stop as well. Domi looked worried, as did Corvin. Vela looked off into the distance.
"Do you hear that?" She asked with curiosity. Corvin concentrated on her hearing and was able to hear what Vela had.
"Running water?" She stated with a question. Vela nodded and Domi raised her head up.
"Should we go check it out?"
"Yeah, we should. Who knows, there might be something there." Corvin tromped down the side of the mountain and into the thicker part of the woods, Domi and Vela hot on her tail. The sound of the running water became louder and louder, until even Domi could hear it.
"It sounds like a water fall!" excitement laced her voice as they jogged towards the source of the water. Corvin smiled as she ran, ignoring the throbbing in her leg. This was a spirit lifter for sure. And when they reached it, Corvin's bad mood disappeared.
Corvin had never seen a water fall before.
It was worth it for sure. Water had eroded the side of the mountain for millions of years to form a tall cliff that was triple Corvin in height. A large alcove hid behind the falling water. The pool the water fell into was large and deep, starting shallow before dropping off five feet in.
The trine all made their own sounds of happiness; Vela's coming out as a squeal as Domi and Corvin's came out more like yells or screeches. They all ran at the water, diving in or just hopping in. Water sprayed everywhere as they splashed about, cleaning themselves of the grime and rocks that had collected on their frames from the past two days activities. Corvin used her sharp fingers to get into the deeper seams on her friends backs one at a time as the other gently scrubbed at her damaged wings. Corvin purred as Vela's talons got into one of her seams and removed a rather large rock that had lodged itself there the previous day. Ohh, that one had been bothering her. She rotated her double set of wings, stretching them out now that most of the offending impediments were removed. The rest would either have to be removed by some sort of tool or have to come loose naturally.
Domi looked up at Corvin with an amused expression.
"Are you purring?" She asked, her voice full of suppressed laughter. Corvin looked blearily at Domi, content with just sitting here, letting her friends preen her. She placed a servo over Domi's face with as slurred 'hush now' and went back to what she was doing previously. Domi chuckled while rolling her optics, some things just never changed. Corvin's love of affection and being pat like a cat was just one of them. Even long before the graduated High School, Corvin seemed to magically convince her friends to run their hands through her long mane of hair, or to run their fingernails along her scalp. One could never find a person or creature more content than she when she was being pat or cuddled with. Corvin never denied it. She often sought out Domi for these purposes, having Domi run her long fingers through her hair was always a joy. It made it better when Domi would ask how she got there five minutes later, sounding like she truly didn't know how Corvin had.
Corvin purred louder as she sunk into the surprisingly warm water, sitting down until just her head poked out of the water. Vela ducked under the water, swimming around and using her tail as a rudder. Domi leaned her smaller frame against Corvin's, the water already waist level. Corvin looped an arm around Domi's waist, leaning her head against her side. This was the most relaxing thing they had done yet.
Corvin felt the cloth that was tied around her damaged left leg. It was flowing in the gentle currant, brushing up against the inside of her leg. Now that she focused on it, he leg felt a bit better, the warm water helping to soothe the damaged sensory net. All of the dried up energon that had been clinging stubbornly to her frame earlier had come off into the water, making the water around her almost glow. She swooshed her free servo around in the water, moving the small traces of energon with her servo.
A noise
Corvin shot up, showing Domi with water. She knew that sound. She heard it before all of the trouble yesterday started.
A Groundbridge
(An: How much would you all resent me if I stopped right here? It's a good cliff hanger… well, more of an evil one, but I'm evil so that's good to me ;D)
It was close, so much closer than before. How would they get away?
"Over there." Even Domi heard that one. Vela came up, seeing and feeling her trine's distress. She then heard the voices too.
"Caution is advised; they were able to evade us last time. They may be prepared for us this time." Corvin's whole face twitched at the voice, him. This was either going to be 'Nemesis Bad' or 'Optimus Good'. But quite frankly, she didn't really want to find out yet. She hadn't exactly mentally prepared herself for this and either Prime was bound to set off a reaction in her that she just knew wouldn't be any sort of pretty.
Corvin cringed as they approached. She looked to her trine, and then looked all around for an exit, a hide-away, anything that she could hide her trine in. She curses silently to herself as she saw none.
'Under the water' Vela used the bond as she quietly submerged herself. Corvin didn't like that idea, yes it would give them cover for now, but the only way out would be to expose themselves and make a run for it. A race they would not win. Not with their energy levels so low. Corvin had no time to argue as the voices stepped just outside of the tree line. Corvin went under before she was seen.
Voices traveled better through liquids and solids, did you know? So Corvin could hear everything that was said above her as she sunk to the deepest parts of the pool as she could, burying herself in seaweed and underwater ferns. A fish swam lazily past her face. Vela and Domi were on either sides of her, burying themselves in the weeds as she had.
"They couldn't have gone far." The male voice that had gone with Prime the last time spoke, though his voice was muffled.
"Where then?" Whoa, wait what? It wasn't a voice that spoke, more of a beeping and clicking that she somehow understood. She accidentally released a burst of bubbles from her mouth when she realized who it was.
Bumblebee, the little bug-a-boo that Vela fancied. There were only two continuations that Corvin knew of in which Bee-boy couldn't speak. Either they were in Transformers: Prime or they were in the Bayverse. Corvin really hoped it wasn't the latter.
Corvin was too deeply engrossed in her revelation that she failed to notice that the voices had gone silent. That was at least until Vela got ripped out of the water next to her.
Bubbles filled her vision and she was unable to see Domi get ripped out as well. Fear roared powerfully through the bond, loud and panic filled shouts were heard from above the surface of the water. Corvin regained her bearings enough to feel Vela's pain as her tail was bent by their attackers, accidentally or not, it didn't matter to Corvin now. They were going to feel her wrath.
Placing her peds under her upon the mushy waters floor, Corvin launched herself out of the water as she activated her thrusters for a boost. Every protection program installed within her was geared up, directing her in her assault against what threatened what belonged to her. No one touched what was hers.
Grabbing the large green one by the shoulders, she pushed her weight over him. Using the momentum, she lifted him up and flung him high into the tree line. Her programs blocked out all of the pain from her tumble yesterday focusing her on one thing.
Protect.
She snared as her fist connected with yellow and sent it flying back, freeing Vela in the process. Blue jumped on her front next hitting her in the face several times before she threw her weight forward and bit into protruding blue winglets. A screech was heard as the blue fell from her and backed away. The green one came back, hitting her in the gut with one large, round fist. Yet again the programs blocked the pain as she just continued past the blow to hit the green one in the face several times. One final blow to the green ones face got it down and out.
Green: down, Blue: down, yellow: unknown. She was missing something, she could feel it. What was it? Red. She missed the red one. Black servos slammed into her shoulders and chassis. Large dents that hindered her movement took form under those powerful fists. But Corvin still stood. Bringing up her right leg, she managed to slam it into the red ones' side before fallowing up with a punch to the face.
Out of the side of her vision, Corvin noted that Domi had taken down the yellow one the rest of the way before retreating with Vela to the far side of the pool to wait for her. Distracted, Corvin didn't see the fist that came barreling into the side of her face. She flew back, tumbling helm-over-peds before coming to a stop. Before she could stand fully, something grasped her wings. Corvin screamed as the pain finely got through her programs. Her wings bent and crunched against that steel grip, reducing them to crumped appendages that hung from her back struts for no reason. She gasped as tears of coolant threatened to escape her optics as the attacker pulled her up. Bad move for him.
Her programs had been shocked into shutdown as the pain from her wing pierced through her mind, leaving her fully aware. And fully pissed.
Bringing her knee up as hard as she fucking could, she nailed him right at the apex of his legs.
A deep pain filled groan sounded above her as the red one stumbled back away from her, clutching his damaged family-jewels in a way that signified just how much that fucking hurt but still gave him a sense of dignity. She stumbled away as well, reaching behind herself to grasp at her broken wings.
Curse after curse streamed out of her mouth in ways that make Satan himself blush as such foul wordplay. Corvin gulped down cool air into her overheated body as she sunk to the ground a good few yards away from the red one who still clutched himself. Domi and Vela ran over to her aide. Caring servos helped to staunch the energon flowing from her wings and even her leg as she just realized that the welds had come undone.
Corvin checked over her trine as they fretted over her. Vela had her tail broken in three different places, as well as servo dents all up her arms from her restrainer. Energon flowed from small cuts all along her frame. Domi had injuries as well. One of her audios was missing along with one of her spikes that had sat on top of her visor. A large piece of her armor was missing from her right shoulder and pieces of her left leg. Corvin would later find out that that was where they had grabbed her to pull her from the water. Energon leaked from her wounds, too.
Domi looked up, fury shinning bright in her optics at the group of colors that Corvin had yet to fully make out or give names to. Domi stood, her frame shaking as she marched over to the recovering color blobs. She opened her mouth and Corvin would later claim that thunder boomed in the distance as she spoke.
"You stupid Mother Fuckers! Do you understand what you have done, you idiotic! Ass licking! Dicks!" She screamed at the now stunned group of blobs that were slowly taking form. "Look at what your stupidity has done! No! NO! YOU DON'T GET TO SPEAK!" She rounded on the red color blob. Looked like a mech now, good thing her mind had started to refer to him with male pronouns. "You're the reason all of this shit HAPPENED! Look at what you fucking did to her wings! And from what I understand, you were the ass-wipe that fucking grabbed her leg mid-jump!" Oh, Domi was on a roll. Corvin had never seen her this pissed, well once… but that was a long time ago. She marched up to the red mech, and then proceeded to slap him right across the face. The other colorful mechs and femme moved over to help the red one, but were stopped by Domi's harsh glare. She then proceeded to get right in his face. "You better fucking hope, "She hissed out. "That those dent marks on her leg don't match your hand, or I'm going to beat you so fucking hard you'll be seeing stars."
Domi then turn on her heel and moved back to the bewildered Corvin.
And in good time, too, for Corvin's optics finally cleared fully and she was able to fully see whom she had been fighting. Her optics widened, her whole frame froze, and on her face was the look as if she had seen Jesus himself. And in a way, it wasn't far off; the robot equivalent of Jesus was standing and staring at her with guilt in his pretty blue optics.
Oh dear Lord, if you shall take my soul now, I will have died a happy woman.
No Nemesis stood in front of her, but be the amazing mech known as Optimus Prime.
Corvin was sure that if she had a heart it would have stopped. Optimus was standing in front of her, looking at her, talking to her… Wait talking?
"Please forgive me for my behavior; I had assumed you were Decepticons without gaining any form of confirmation of this assumption." Oh Dear Lord, that voice could melt butter. Corvin needed to say something, anything! He had just apologized and she was supposed to say something! She opened her mouth to speak, and to accept his apology. But the world just wanted to see her suffer.
Instead of saying what she had meant to, a horrible sound sprung forth past her lips. It was a mix of a squeal and the words she had meant to say, all with a garbled dying sound you would hear off whales.
A look of pure mortification came from where Corvin sat, as she tried to burry herself with her trine mate's bodies. But in-came Domi, the savior of her life.
"Oh, yeah. I forgot your vocalizer was shot." She lied smoothly, and the 'Bots seemed to take it. Corvin looked up at Domi with all the love she could ever feel.
'Bitch, I LOVE YOU!' She screamed through the bond. 'Take me now, for I am forever in your debt!' She clutched at Domi's waist as tight as she could. A smug feeling came from Domi's side of the bond.
Corvin looked over to the gathered Autobots looking at them, observing them. Corvin's optics roamed over their frames curiously. Based of frame design and which Autobots stood in front of her, she could tell that they were in fact in the Transformers: Prime universe. Yay, one of her favorites!
As she studied them, Corvin could see all Corvin-fist sized dents all over their frames, mainly around the shoulders and helm. The blue femme, now properly identified as Arcee, had a large bite mark on one of her winglets. The green one, Bulkhead, had her servo marks on his shoulders, while the yellow one-Bumblebee- had a few on hiss helm and a few others that she did not cause around his chassis. Optimus had one large dent on his side while half of his face mask was concaved. But what really stood out was the large dent on his codpiece that seemed to cause him to wince every few seconds as he adjusted his stance.
Corvin choked. Oh sweet baby Jesus, no! She continued to choke and gag, deep gargled sounds of mortification rising from deep in her throat. She leaned back, Domi and Vela looking at her in concern. Was something wrong that they had not seen before? Even the Autobots looked concerned.
"Corvin? What's wrong?" Domi asked. The Autobots could hear them as they asked Corvin questions about her physical health. They too wished to know what was wrong with the silver and blue seeker.
"Dear Lord above, nooooo," Corvin finally seemed to squeeze past her gurgled sounds. She looked to Domi as she removed the servos covering her face. She whispered, "I groin shot Optimus." Her voice was low and filled with embarrassment, everyone could hear her. Domi pulled her face back with a surprised look; she turned her helm to see if Corvin was telling the truth. Optimus shifted slightly as every gaze turned to him, and looked.
"Oh my gosh." Domi placed one of her servos on top of her mouth, muffling her giggles. Then Optimus cleared his voice, ripping the gazes of the whole clearing from his damaged unmentionables. Domi and Vela couldn't hold it in any longer as they burst out in hysterical laughter. Corvin groaned as she covered her face once again. This was her worst nightmare. Domi doubled over, her front hitting the ground as she could no longer keep herself up from her laughter. Her fist hit the ground repeatedly as she laughed herself into tears. Vela wasn't any different.
This was too funny for them. Corvin had kicked a mech she would gladly jump right in his nuts and bolts. Domi smacked at Corvin's arm.
"Remember that comment I made about nuts and bolts?" She could only just make out behind all of her laughter. Corvin hissed before smacking Domi on the arm. Domi rolled on the ground, away from Corvin's slaps. "Gonna jump them even though they're damaged?" She laughed even harder as Corvin actually got up to hit her for her comment.
"Shut the fuck up, Domi!" She continued her assault while Domi kept laughing.
Optimus stepped forward; thankfully he had not heard either of Domi's comments.
"Excuse my interruption, but we would like to know who you are." He stated very straightforward. Corvin stopped slapping Domi enough to look up. A look of guilt descended upon the Prime's face as he looked at the trio of femmes.
They were all beat, covered in dents and scratches that were fresh or just a day old. The silver seeker that the others called Corvin looked worse than her companions. Her wings were all crinkled and bent, her face had many dents as well did her shoulders, and her leg looked like it was one good tug from separating from her frame completely. With a sharp stab of guilt, Optimus noted that his servo did indeed match the dents on her left ankle.
Corvin stood shakily, her leg screaming and her wings roaring at her in pain. She grit her metal teeth as she bit back the cries of pain that were threatening to escape past her sealed lips. But she pushed it down, standing tall and proudly in front of her hero. Optimus blinked as the femme stood, and for once he didn't have to look so far down to meet a femme's optics. Corvin stood up to his chin.
She inhaled a deep vent, cooling her overtaxed frame slightly with the action before speaking.
"My designation is Corvin. This" She indicated to the ground on her left, "Is Vela, and this," indication to the right, "Is Domi. We are a trine and have no affiliation at the moment."
"At the moment?" Optimus repeated the odd phrase back for explanation. Corvin nodded.
"We would be glad to join your cause." She spoke truthfully. A snort was heard from her right.
"Speak for yourself." Domi muttered into the ground as her laughter had subsided a while ago. Corvin looked at Domi in confusion, why wouldn't she want to be an Autobot with her? Domi stood up, looking at Corvin with one optical ridge raised.
"You thought I would want to be an Autobot? After all of that? Ha, no." Domi stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"But… What will you be if not an Autobot?" Corvin asked. She was very confused; didn't Domi want to be an Autobot with her? Domi looked at Corvin.
"Why would I want to be an Autobot? Look what they did! If they are that stupid, what's to stop them further down the road? Look at your leg, Corvin! Like, holy fuck! Why would you even want to be an Autobot after that?!" Domi looked at Corvin with wide optics, optics that clearly questioned Corvin's sanity.
"Well…" Corvin didn't want to lest all the reasons why she wanted to become a 'Bot. the list was too damned long, and too damned embarrassing. But she could say one. "I've always wanted to be a 'Bot." She turned her back on Optimus and the other Autobots. "But I'll stay a Neutral with you." Corvin felt a weight in her chest at this. She wanted to be an Autobot so bad, it was one of her little fantasies ever since she had first seen the shows. To reject this opportunity hurt, but she would not abandoned her friends. She would rather be a Neutral than to do that. Domi's face turned grim as she stepped back a bit.
"I… wasn't thinking along those lines." She stated, her gaze flickering everywhere but her optics. Her optics widened as the words sunk into her processor. Not an Autobot… Not a Neutral…
"…Decepticon..." Corvin heard the hum of blasters warming behind her. Her frame tensed and Domi didn't say a word. Vela stood her face also grim. Corvin didn't know what to say, or even what to do. Domi stepped back, her face determined.
'I'm not going with them, I'm sorry. You… you go with them. You'll be better there.' Domi spoke over the bond.
'No. Not without you.'
'Corvin…' Domi looked at her with desperate optics. 'Go.'
Something came through the bond, a thought that made Corvin's optics widened. A smirk crossed her face. And even though she was not the least bit happy about this, it would be worth it wouldn't it?
'Alright, have fun. Not too much, though.' Corvin hid her smile, as did Vela. One day the trine would be reunited, but for now, they would divide and conquer. Domi shot one last heated glare at the Autobots before turning and disappearing into the trees. Corvin sighed before turning towards the Autobots. They all looked between the two of them, their gazes ranging from distrust to calm acceptance. Optimus stepped forward.
"Sadly this war turns even the closest against one another." Sorrow laced heavily into his smooth voice. Well, Domi didn't really 'turn against' her or Vela. She was just super pissed at the Autobots and hated her fandom in general. Corvin nodded as Optimus called for a Groundbridge. The swirling portal appeared not long after.
Corvin limped through the bridge behind Bulkhead and Arcee, her helm swimming with her thoughts. She was here; she was going to be an Autobot. Optimus was going to be there… Corvin froze as everything sunk in fully for the first time.
She was in her fandom with no way home. Her fictional fantasies were coming true, she was getting something she had always wished for but knew would never come true. Her hero was here, talking to her, seeing her. This wasn't a dream. This wasn't a hallucination. Corvin choked. She had a chance with Optimus. As small as it was, she had a chance.
She had a chance…
The past two days had taken their toll, and she found that her processor and frame couldn't take the shock of her sudden epiphany as her optics rolled back. Her frame collapsed into Bulkhead's and Optimus' arms as she lost consciousness.
