Author's Note: Another chapter is here! That accursed writers block has finally decided to remove itself! I did see a question that was asked, and I wanted to answer that.
Jason Hunter: Dropkick, Shatter & Blitzwing have hardlight holograms which they use when they need to blend in further. But they won't ever be fully human, nor will they use them all the time. It's only used in specific situations. Who their face claims shall be? I haven't decided as of yet. I'm trying to stick as close to canon as I can be, in terms of Lena finding out about Kara's identity, I'm gonna let that be revealed like it was in the show.
Disclaimer: I do not own Supergirl or Transformers. They rightfully belong to The CW and Hasbro.
Location: DEO Headquarters, National City.
Blitzwing and Shatter circled the outside of the DEO headquarters, not wanting to leave their charge's side while he was within the building. He was currently placing Supergirl on a table, the glow of kryptonite evident in her veins.
Alex looked towards Nexus, who could feel her cold, deathly glare upon him as she made her way over towards him.
"If you had anything to do with this—" She started, but was cut off by Nexus.
"Hold on there! What would I have to gain from killing Supergirl? Fame? Fortune? I could not care about /any/ of those things." He nearly growled at her.
If it was one thing Brendan hated the most, it was being blamed for something he had no involvement in. And his anger was helping push away some of the aching pains he felt in his body when Supergirl tanked him into the ground. He definitely felt something break when he landed, that was for sure.
Alex said nothing more to him, and simply left the room. This left Nexus alone with Supergirl, not entirely though as there were still others in the room with him.
The suit diagnostic read out that one of his ribs had broken, and his clavicle had fractured in several places. This, along with a few broken fingers and some bruises along the forearm, showed that even with his Techno-Organic nature and the Nexus Suit, he was not on the same level of strength and power as Supergirl was. He could still get hurt, and he could still feel pain.
It was a reminder that despite his alien nature, he was also human.
That was when he was pulled from his thoughts, watching as Alex returned with Lena Luthor in tow. In her hands was a small, blue and red device. It was no bigger than a Game Boy. But Nexus knew, that it had to be for Supergirl.
"Oh my..." Brainy started, looking at the object that Lena held within her hands.
"...A radiation-controlled proto-environment housed in a vacuum-sealed, mechanical exoskeleton contained in a spring-loaded two-millimeter disc." He finished, as they all made their way over towards the table where Supergirl laid.
"Supergirl is going to have to stay inside this until we figure out how to detoxify the atmosphere." Lena stated, looking towards everyone around Supergirl.
"Then let's get a head start on that." Nexus spoke, getting everyone's attention as they turned to him.
"I'll get started on figuring out how to get the kryptonite out of the air." He told them, turning to head towards the door, only to be stopped by Alex who had managed to get between him and the door.
"You're not going anywhere. As far as I'm concerned, YOU are the one who did this to her." Alex started, her fingers hovering over grip of her holstered weapon, as if she /wanted/ him to try and do something stupid.
There was a soft sigh that escaped from the filter of Nexus's helmet, looking back towards the group and then the unconscious Supergirl.
"How can we even trust you, if we don't even know who you are?" Alex continued, her words were managing to get to him.
Silence filled the room for nearly a minute, before finally he spoke.
"You're right. You should at least know—" And that's when the four glowing orbs on the helmet flashed, and something happened.
The entire suit glowed, then it began to digitally deconstruct. All of the pieces going towards one location which was the right wrist. A humanoid figure began to take place in the suit of armor, but it was hard to see who it was due to the light that shone around him. Finally, the last of the suit entered what appeared to be a wrist watch, and the light faded.
And there stood Brendan, his identity fully revealed to everyone in the room. Some of which were taken aback by this discovery. There was a roll of his eyes as his arms folded over his chest.
"Not what you were expecting? Kinda figured that part out by all the looks you're giving me."
Location: DEO Headquarters, National City
After getting Supergirl into her suit, which would filter out the kryptonite toxic air and keep her alive, Alex decided to focus on Brendan. She had gotten a brief history from him. Though, she did get a lot of unanswered questions from him. Mostly about who his parents were.
Brendan couldn't answer that. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but it was more of he couldn't. He didn't know either. He explained how he had been left at an orphanage in Chicago at infancy. After he turned fifteen, he ran from the orphanage and moved from location to location, finally making a home in National City.
He also explained how he revived and rebuilt Shatter, Dropkick and Blitzwing. The three of them then taking Brendan in as their charge to take care of him and keep him safe.
"I'm not going to lie to you, but I'm impressed with how long you've been able to stay off the grid. Especially when you've been living with three giant aliens." Alex commented, which earned a shrug from Brendan's shoulders.
"Yeah, everyday is a gift." He mused, leaning back into the chair as he ran fingers through his hair.
"Plus, I had to rehabilitate those three before I even considered letting them out into the open. Trust me, it wasn't easy." He could recall the countless days he had to work with them, trying to help them overcome their urges to run back to the Decepticons.
Dropkick being the most difficult, due to his violent tendencies and desires to 'pop' humans with his de-atomizer. It took two full years before he could trust him enough to reactivate his weapons.
He pulled himself from his thoughts before leaning forward, looking at the DEO Director.
"I can help try and detoxify the atmosphere, if that's what it'll take to cement my trust with you?" Brendan told her, his tone being rather serious as he wanted to ensure that they could trust him.
Alex looked at the younger man long and hard. She could tell, he just wanted to prove himself. And while she was still feeling hesitant, she felt like in order to save her sister, she'd need his help.
Location: DEO Headquarters, Vehicle Maintenance Bay, National City
When the director said that they'd be having guest, they never expected their guest to be three giant metal aliens.
People stared in awe at the massive titans that walked before them, their metallic feet thundering with every step they took. Alex herself was nearly taken aback by their sheer size, and felt seemingly smaller as they stood before her. In all her time in the DEO, she thought she had seen all kinds of aliens, but never ones like this.
Brendan stood was sitting on Shatter's shoulder, the latter was gently speaking in an unknown language to the techno-organic who responded with the same language. Finally ending the conversation, he hopped off Shatter's shoulder and landed right in front of Alex.
"They've agreed to help, and we'll offer any intel we have to help speed up the work." Brendan spoke to Alex, who nodded in agreement.
"However, we do have one condition." Came the voice of Shatter, who came down to one knee. Her crimson hues staring into the eyes of the DEO Director.
"And that is?" Alex said calmly, trying to remain professional.
"Our advancements in weaponry, as well as the designs for Brendan's Nexus Armor, are strictly off limits." Shatter spoke, raising a digit at the woman, who backed up a little bit.
"We've witnessed your capacity for war. It would absolutely do more harm than good." Shatter continued, before standing back up to her feet.
It didn't take Alex long to come to a decision.
"We accept your conditions. All of our tech is at your disposal for use, do whatever you guys can to help detoxify the atmosphere. Lena will be here shortly, and she'll give you whatever she has to help speed things up as well." Alex told the four, with Brendan nodding before turning back towards the three Cybertronians.
"Alright, let's get set up. We gotta get started like yesterday, so assholes and elbows you three." Brendan told them, in which Dropkick snorted.
"You don't have to tell me twice." The cobalt mech remarked, which earned a soft grin from Shatter.
Location: Interstate, Near National City Limits.
As the day went by, and the sun started to settle, a large truck drove along the interstate. It was a red and white 1987 Freightliner FLA 96 Cabover Semi. The windows were completely tinted, hiding the driver from view from anyone. The familiar logo of the Autobots in plain view on the sides of the trailer.
The truck emitting a low roar as it went into low gear, heading onto the off ramp that lead straight to National City. Whoever was behind the wheel of this truck, one thing was for certain.
They were on a mission, as within the truck a monitor showed pictures of a familiar armored figure: Nexus.