Welcome one and all to the new instillation of Master! Giving you all this chapter has made me very happy. I was worried for a while that I wouldn't be able to get this up before I left but low and behold I have done it! Regrettably I wasn't able to complete the whole story like I wanted to but at least I was able to get up this chapter before I left.
I leave this Monday for Basic training in Georgia and will be there for about three months. I should be back around July. Sadly I won't really be able to update anything during this time but I will try and figure out a way to do it.
Anyway, enjoy this chapter. I had a lot of fun writing this and I hope that you all like it as well.
"Master... You should not involve yourself in this attack. Prime will be there."
The Fallen turned his attention from his gathered Decepticons and gave Megatron a cold glare. The plates of metal that ran along each side of his helm clicked together in annoyance and his grip tightened slightly on his spear.
"I will not cower in the shadows like a fragile sparkling simply because my brothers decendant has chosen to protect these pathetic fleshlings." The Fallen hissed. "For too long I have hidden gathering strength and now I will use that strength to cripple the humans."
"But Prime is sure to be there..." Megatron said trying to convince his master to see reason. "We were lucky in Egypt. You were almost destroyed."
"It is highly unlikely that any Autobot will be present." The Fallen said. "They do not know where we will be striking and without them the humans will fall before me."
Megatron clenched his fist behind his back but kept his anger from his voice. "As you wish... Master." He knew that there was no use in fighting it anymore. The Fallen had made up his mind and nothing in the universe would change it. He would simply try and stay close to his master and try to protect him as best he could.
Megatron took a few steps back as The Fallen rose from his throne and raised his spear high above his head.
"Decepticons!" He yelled. "Crush the humans! Leave none alive!"
A mighty roar filled the large court yard that the Decepticons where gathered in. It echoed over the entire island shaking the trees that ran along its border. One by one the gathered Decepticons began to leave the island. The flames from there back up thrusters scorched the ground as they took off.
::Hook, make sure that the boy does not leave his containment room.:: The Fallen sent.
::As you wish sir.:: Hook responded.
::Soundwave... keep an optic on Hook.:: The Fallen sent to the communications mech.
::Affirmative.:: Soundwave responded.
The Fallen compacted his spear and stuck it into his subspace before warping several yards into the air. He hovered for a moment before blasting forward and warping again.
A violent jerk woke Will from his restless sleep. Shutting his eyes he stretched out his arms and legs letting out a low groan of discomfort. A small head rush made him place his hand against his temple for a moment before shaking his head and focusing on the other soldiers in the plane. He looked around at the dozen or so NEST soldiers before settling back into his seat.
"I hate long flights." He said to Epps who, like always, was sitting right next to him.
"I hear ya on that." Epps said. "Sometimes I wish they had made HQ somewhere in the US instead of all the way out in the middle of the damn ocean."
Will only nodded in agreement. As much as he hated the NEST base being so far out he did understand why it was where it was. After all, it was kind of hard to hide giant robot aliens even if they could disguise themselves as cars or trucks. He supposed that they could try and get another base closer to, if not in the US since the secret was out. He decided to look into it once things settled down a bit.
"Sir!" One of the other soldiers yelled. He had one of his hands pressed against the large head set over his ear. "We've just crossed over into D.C."
"Good!" Will yelled back. Grunting he pushed himself up off of the seat and began to give the mandatory second briefing to his men. "Alright listen up..." He didn't get much further then that as a large explosion ripped through the plane sending everything inside into a massive wave of chaos.
The sound of his heavy banging slowly faded away as Sam threw himself against the door of his room. He slowly slid down the metal door as he tried to catch his breath again. He didn't have to be a genius to understand why he was locked in the room. He had seen all the Decepticons gathered in the court yard and the look that The Fallen had on his facial plates. They where getting ready to move out, they where about to get there revenge for the attack on there old base.
He had tried to get Hook to let him go but the medic simply ignored him, tossing him into the room and locking the door behind him. Letting out a hard sigh, Sam pulled back the metal helm that covered his head and took several deep cool breaths.
"Damn it." He swore.
Nothing he had done had even made a scratch on the large metal door. He figured that they must have made it a lot stronger then the ones at the other base.
"I need to get out of here." He thought. "I need to find a way to help."
Vaguely he rubbed at his chest as a few plates of metal shifted on his chest. It didn't even register fully in his mind at the moment. But as he continued to sit there trying to think of a way to get out more and more of the metal on his chest began to shift and change. It wasn't until a small grinding sound began to fill the room that Sam took notice of the change that had taken place on his chest. Looking down he saw that the metal had shifted and warped to form a circle about the size of a small dish plate. He found that the grinding sound was coming from a plate of metal that was trying to shift into place but was being blocked by his hand that was still on his chest.
Slowly he moved his hand away and the plate easily slid into its new place completing the circle. Less then a second after the metal had stopped moving a soft blue glow began to shine from the center.
"What the..." He whispered to himself as he looked at the glow that was slowly growing in strength.
Standing up, Sam commanded his helmet to close back over his head. When he opened his optics he was instantly bombarded by messages telling him what his armor was trying to do. The first message told him that his weapons system, that he had no idea that he had, was activating. The second told him that the weapon, which apparently was labeled as his solar chest cannon, was attempting to power up. Finally the last message told him that there wasn't enough solar power where he was to power the cannon and that he didn't have enough back up power to use the cannon either.
"This thing is just full of surprises..." Sam thought to himself.
Closing his optics, Sam focused his thoughts on shutting down the cannon on his chest. After a few moments of nothing happening he slowly began to hear the sound of scraping metal and a light tingling running over his chest. When the sound stopped and the tingling subsided he opened his optics and looked down to see his chest back to its normal look. The fact that he had such great control over his armor didn't give him the thrill it use to. He guessed that with everything else going on that something like that wasn't so important.
"I need to get out of here..." He thought. "If I have this chest cannon, maybe I have some other kind of weapon that I can use to get out"
With that thought in his head Sam closed his optics again and tried to focus all his mental powers on bringing out another one of his weapons. To his surprise it didn't take long for the armor to react to his thoughts. Hardly a minute after thinking about it a beep sounded in his ear alerting him to the new message that wanted to show up on his optics. He quickly opened his optics and saw that the digital image of his body was being displayed. On the image it showed a couple of areas on his body that where glowing a dull red color.
The largest one was his chest. As he focused on it a small window popped up with a line that attached it to the glowing section. Small printed text typed out in the box telling him that the section that was glowing was his solar chest cannon. With this new information he figured that the other glowing sections on the image must be the other weapons that he has.
"Alright... lets see what I have to work with..." He thought with a slight smirk.
As he scanned over the image his optics where drawn to two glowing spots, each one looked to be on the palm of each hand. As he focused on them a single text block popped up with a line pointing to each glowing spot. Reading the text that appeared in the box, Sam found out that the glowing points in his hand where another set of solar cannons. The difference between his chest cannon and the ones in his hands where; One the ones in his hands where smaller, and two the ones in his hands didn't use as much power as his chest cannon.
"Right... lets see if this will work." Sam said to himself.
Turning to face the large door. Sam looked down at his hands. The black metal of his armor gleamed slightly in the dull light of the room, and reflected off his claws in odd angles.
"Shouldn't be to hard..." He thought.
Again he focused his mind on what he wanted and almost instantly the metal on the palms of his hands began to shift and pull apart. After a moment two identical glowing orbs where embedded in the center of his hands. The same dull blue glow shown out from the center of each orb. Lifting his facial plates in a small grin Sam turned his optics to the metal door that stood in his way. Raising both his arms to shoulder level Sam made sure to point his palms at the door to the room. He wasn't quite sure how to shoot his new weapons but he guessed that if he thought about it then they would work just like all the other aspects of his armor.
As he thought on it, more plates of metal began to shift along his arms. Two large sections separated themselves from the tops of both of his arms and flared up about six or eight inches. At the same time the same thing happened to the underside of his arms. Then again on the sides of his arms. When the message finally appeared that his cannons where ready to fire he had four plates of metal sticking out from each forearm.
Narrowing his optics, Sam focused all his attention on the door in front of him. "Please... let this work..." He thought to himself.
A soft whine came from his cannons as they powered up. Slowly the glow at the center of his palms began to grow brighter and brighter. With all his attention focused on powering his cannons he never heard the sound of heavy metal grinding against against metal or the sound of the door in front of him being pulled open. With his cannons charged all the way, Sam didn't think twice before letting his cannons let lose there blasts at the now open door.
Hook wasn't sure how many more times he could polish the same tool before his processor snapped. It was all he had been doing since he had placed Sam in the room and it was very grating. Checking his internal clock he saw that 45 minutes had passed since the other Decepticons had left the base. Releasing the air that was cycling through his system he placed the now gleaming tool back on the work table and made his way out of the medical bay.
He made sure to move as though he wasn't up to anything. He knew that Megatron or the Fallen would order someone to stay behind to keep an optic on things. He was also sure that the one ordered to stay behind would also have instructions to keep an optic on him. Going by this Hook assumed that the one staying behind would have to be a 'Con that was more then capable of over powering himself. Also one who wouldn't hesitate if he had to terminate the medic. Of all the Decepticons on the base there where only four that would fit this description.
The first two where Megatron and The Fallen. Both of whom Hook had seen leave the base and he was sure they wouldn't come back since they would both be leading the attack. The third would be Starscream but he wouldn't leave his other Seekers to fight on there own. He also wouldn't miss an opportunity to stab Megatron in the back if it came up. So with the first three marked off his list, the only other Decepticon who it would be was Soundwave, and if it was indeed him then Hook was in for a very hard time.
Taking a careful look up Hook saw one of the security cameras turn on its base to watch him. He continued to walk past it acting as if nothing was out of the ordinary. He tried to figure out who exactly was the one watching him. Since Soundwave had his cassettes there was no telling who was where.
"Which cassettes does he have left?" Hook thought to himself. "Frenzy was killed before the AllSaprk was destroyed... That leaves Rumble and LaserBeak..." The only problem was figuring out who was where. He wasn't worried about Rumble and LaserBeak. It was Soundwave that had Hook worried. There where few that could stand against Soundwave in a one on one fight and come walk away alive. Unfortunately for him he knew that he wasn't one of them. Even with this thought in his head, Hook continued to his destination. He had a debt to pay and he was going to pay it, no matter the cost.
He slowed his pace until he finally came to a stop right in front of the room where he had put Sam. He ran a quick systems check making sure that he was at his full capability. The last thing he wanted was to face Soundwave at anything less then his best. When he was satisfied that everything was working properly he began to open the door to the room. In his mind he had already started a countdown to how much time he had before Soundwave or one of his cassettes came to confront him.
Gripping the door he opened it fully and began to take a few steps inside. His progress was halted as a heavy blast rang out from inside the room making him stumble back several steps. A flare of pain registered in his processor which was followed by several pieces of metal falling from his right side. Yelling in pain Hook quickly brought out the biggest weapon he had and made ready to fight whom ever had attacked him.
"Hook!" A familiar voice called out a tone of worry carrying along with his name.
The sound of his name being called out in such a tone was enough to stop Hook from letting lose his attack. Lowering his weapon he looked into the room to find Sam standing in the doorway a look of shock on his facial plates and both hands slightly raised. Each of his palms smoked slightly as a blue glow slowly began to fade away.
"So he does possess a weapons system..." Hook thought to himself.
Hook watched as Sam quickly brought out his wings and flew right at him. He stopped and hovered in front of Hook his optics showing his worry and concern.
"Are you alright?" He asked. "I am sorry I didn't know..."
Hook shook his head a little remembering what was going on and that he was short on time. "I am fine Samuel." Hook told him. "But that is not important. We need to get you out side." A dumbfounded look crossed the small mechs face and Hook could see the boy starting to argue. "We don't have time to argue this." Hook said grabbing Sam gently but firmly around the middle. "Soundwave is still here and more then likely he is on his way to stop me." As fast as he could Hook began to run down the hallways calling up a map of the base and locating the nearest exit.
"Why are you helping me?" Sam yelled. "You where the one who locked me in the room."
"I had to do that." Hook told him. "I had to make sure that the others where gone before freeing you."
"But why?" Sam asked again. "Your a Decepticon, I am your captive."
"You saved my life standing between me and Megatron." Hook told him. "The look he had in his optics on that cliff was a look he only gave to someone he was about to destroy. I owed you my life and though I am a Decepticon I will not leave a debt unpaid."
Hook continued to run for another five minutes before finally stopping in front of the door that lead to the vast court yard. "When we get out side fly as fast as you can, don't stop for anything understand?"
Sam nodded his head. "What are you going to do?"
"I will hold off Soundwave and his cassettes until you are out of sight." Hook told him.
"That's insane!" Sam yelled. "Your hurt and it will be three on one. They'll kill you!"
"Probably... But I will die knowing that I have no regrets. Perhaps I will be fortunate and Primus will see fit to grant me entrance to the Matrix." Hook said a sad longing in his voice. "Now no more arguing!" He said before busting through the door.
As the two of them went through the door, they where instantly greeted by the site of Soundwave standing tall and still in the middle of the clearing.
"Classified Hook... Status traitor." Soundwave stated in his monotone. "Engage and destroy."
"Remember what I told you Samuel." Hook said as he walked further into the open area. "Fly and don't look back."
"But..." Sam tried to protest but Hook cut him off.
"I have done a lot of bad things, this is my act of redemption." Hook said. "Please understand that."
Hook knew that the boy wanted to say something more but he kept silent. Nodding his head in approval Hook opened his palm so Sam could have an even take off.
"The attack is taken place in your countries capital." Hook told him. "Use what you know and trust your armor."
"I will." Sam said as his wings slid into place.
Hook watched as Sam took off from his hand and hovered for a moment. "I am sorry..." The boy said.
Hook nodded. "Go now. Do what you can to save your people."
Turning his head Hook faced Soundwave who hadn't moved since they came out. The sound of Sam blasting off into the sky was the only sound in the clearing and it was as if it where the bell to signal the fight. Both 'Con's lunged at each other bringing out the best weapon they thought would kill the other. As the first few shots from Soundwave's cannon launched past Hook's helm the medic began his countdown. He had figured that to give the boy a good lead he would need to stall Soundwave for at least thirty minutes.
Hook let out several shots from his arm cannon all of which missed by the slightest of inches. As the two got closer Hook sub spaced his cannon and instead brought out the saws that rested at the base of each wrist. He set the pace, hacking and slashing at the larger mech trying to inflict any amount of damage. But Soundwave was quick and cleaver and easily avoided the blades with plenty of room to spare.
Deciding that maybe close combat wasn't the best way to go, Hook jumped back as far as he could then quickly brought out his cannon again and started letting out rapid blasts. The majority of the shots missed by wide margins but to his astonishment two managed to make contact with the silent mech. The blasts did no real damage but they did knock off a few plates of metal and forced Soundwave to stumble backwards. Trying to use the mech pause to his advantage Hook rushed forward bringing out his saw again intending to take off one of Soundwave's arms.
Before he could get close enough however several strong tremors began to shake the ground around him. The trembling was strong enough to through him off balance and forced him to his knees. Turning around Hook narrowed his optics on the small mech that was laughing evilly several feet away. Two large hammers where connected to his hands with there heads glowing brightly.
"Blasted Rumble!" Hook yelled in his head.
The small mech laughed again before smashing the ground some more with his hammers. The impact caused the ground to shake violently keeping Hook from getting back to his feet. The medic struggled to even stay on his knees. With a mighty heave Hook pushed himself to his feet and let out several shots from his cannon. None of them hit there target but they succeeded in forcing Rumble to stop his pounding. Turning around to focus on Soundwave, Hook was just able to catch the mech as he rushed up behind him. Even though Hook had managed to catch the mech before he could assassinate him. He wasn't fast enough to stop him from slamming his fist hard into his already injured side.
Yelling loudly Hook tried to push Soundwave off him but the bigger mech wouldn't budge. Slowly Hook began to feel a ripping pain radiating from deep inside his midsection. Fear gripped him as he guessed at what was happening. Letting himself fall backwards, Hook used his legs to force Soundwave to role over him. As soon as Hook felt the weight of the other 'Con lift from his body he jumped back to his feet. He clutched at his side and instantly felt something wiggling in his grip.
Grabbing it firmly, Hook pulled hard on the foreign object causing the loud screeching of metal against metal to ring out around him. With a hard tug Hook pulled out the head of the long tentacle that had started to burrow its way into his body. Growling in anger Hook threw the tentacle away gripping his side as sparks shot out at odd moments.
"Slag..." He swore.
Red warning sighs where flashing in his optics telling him of the critical condition he was in. Over ridding his internal systems, Hook shut off the warnings since they where only obscuring his vision. Before he could move more then a foot the ground began to shake again as Rumble started up his pounding again. In his weak state Hook couldn't fight against the shaking and quickly fell to the ground. Energon spilled from the gash in his side staining the dirt with the bright glow.
Slowly the pounding stopped being replaced by the heavy foot steps of Soundwave as he came closer and closer to the downed medic. Hook tried to lift himself up but his body was weak since almost half his energon was now on the ground. Before he knew it Soundwave was on top of him and there was no where for him to go.
"Termination imminent." Soundwave said bringing the head of his cannon within inches of Hook's face.
Shuttering his optics a few times Hook looked at his countdown seeing that he hadn't managed to give Sam the full thirty minutes that he had wanted. He was short by fifteen minutes and he hopped that it was enough for Sam to make it to his destination undisturbed. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the cannon charging up. Setting his optics firmly on Soundwave he prepared to face his fate. A small amount of movement caught his attention causing him to turn his head slightly.
To his amazement he saw a bright shinning mech who stood at the same height as Soundwave. The mech seemed to be made of light but his out line seemed distorted. Hook wasn't sure if he was actually seeing the mech or not but he was there none the less. Slowly the shinning mech came closer until he was standing right next to Soundwave. Hook was sure that he was the only one seeing this mech since Soundwave hadn't moved an inch.
Hook saw a smile lift the other mechs facial plates and an odd sense of peace rushed over him. The glowing mech nodded his head just as the cannon reached its full power. Hook's attention snapped back to Soundwave and his cannon just as a loud blast filled the area and Hook's vision went pitch black and he could no longer feel his body or anything. The last thing he heard before his mind faded out was a kind warm voice calling out to him. Inviting him to a bright warm place where all he knew was peace.
I hope that you all enjoyed the chapter and don't hate me to much for doing what I did. I hadn't wanted to do it but to keep true to the story and charterers it had to be done.
Please review and let me know what you all thought of it.