(Hey everyone, how's it going? I know some off you maybe steamed about how I had Predaking take a hit in the last chapter, the reason for it… is because since he began working with Ghira, Predaking had not slept for days, which would've weakened his aura enough for Ilia to break through and injure him. Plus it also gave reason for him and Blake to get closer. I apologize for not putting it into the chapter, it was a crazy weekend when i wrote it. And so sorry for taking so long now with this chapter.
Reminder: This is a story that works in correlation with Ryujudge6614's "Transformers RWBY: The Flames of Redemption", which focuses on Yang and Ruby while my story focuses on Weiss and Blake after the Fall of Beacon.
I strongly suggest that you all who have not read his story do so, it's what inspired me to go to him and work with him by writing this very story with his.
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I was hoping to have posted this after Ryujudge's Ruby chapter, what with it starting with Ruby in character trailers and in the episodes, but I couldn't wait any longer what with my semester coming up soon and I want you all to know that I will do my best to put my chapters up before the conversions.
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Weiss gasped as she had fallen asleep after she spent the entirety of the previous day to train, plan her escape, escape from her former home, and then to find a pilot who was willing to allow herself and her new "knight" to stow aboard his airship. The dream she had was when she had a training session with her sister's summons before she defeated the original Arma Gigas and gotten the scar on her left eye.
"Is everything all right, milady?"
Weiss turned and saw Dreadwing approach as his helmet had retracted itself into his armor when he went to check on her.
She breathed more calmly as she told him, "Yes, it was just a dream."
Dreadwing nodded as he reported, "We're approaching the last settlement on Mantle's borders. Once we refuel and take off, we're supposed to avoid the settlement on northern Anima which houses a presence of Atlas' military."
Weiss had remained quiet for most of the report, thinking more about where Dreadwing had come from, going over everything she had learned about him. She then sighed, 'What sort of civilization would allow people my age to fight in a war, not know about parents, or even makes that much advanced technology.'
Dreadwing was confused by her silence before he was distracted by the device in his chest acting up, he sat down, had his the armor around his torso compact itself into the chest plate and then opened his shirt to see what the problem was. He saw Weiss turn away from him as he tried to readjust the device to work properly. However from the angle he was looking at he wasn't having much luck so he asked, "Milady, I hate to bother you with this, however, I have need of your assistance."
Weiss was unsure as she was not that technical as most, but she did have some understandings so she could be of help. With her hands somewhat shaky Weiss helped with the supporter in Dreadwing's chest. 'Some of this looked very advanced. Almost like General's cybernetic components and… Penny…'
She stopped, her thoughts back on the distant expression on her face and asked, "Are you thinking back to the night when Beacon fell?"
Weiss was stunned by the question before she closed her eyes at the memories
"My people were spiraling into riots by a man who does not have the spark to be a Prime, the supreme leader of my culture. He pushed his propaganda of classes and fear of those different from us that made things worse than he let on." Dreadwing explained as he picked up where Weiss left off on his implant.
"The term 'Prime' comes from the name of our creator, the life giving deity that brought us into existence, Primus." Dreadwing told her, his eyes softening for the first time in all the time that Weiss knew of the Seeker.
"Primus? I've never heard of a deity by that name before." Weiss commented, remembering all the names from the religions, cults, even in fairy tales that she knew of in Remnant.
Dreadwing paused in his work and told her, "My people prefer to enjoy our privacy. Hence why you never seen technology as advanced as mine, or why my name did not match one of the many different collars in the world. According to the legend among my people, Primus, the incarnation of Creation, and another deity, his darker counterpart who was named as Unicron, the "Chaos Bringer", the incarnation of Destruction, fought each other for eons until Primus chose to try and end the conflict by creating thirteen individuals that were unique in their own ways to help him end the war with Unicron. They were the first of my people, known as the Thirteen Primes. Our rulers if you will. They fought and defeated Unicron after an intense battle. Since then they had earned our respect and ruled over us fairly until they all disappeared… Zeta Prime desecrated the very title when he became a Prime."
"What do you mean by became a Prime? I thought you said they were your rulers, shouldn't they have some sort of descendant come instead?" Weiss asked confused.
Dreadwing shook his head, even as he worked on his supporter, "It doesn't work that way, originally when someone becomes a Prime, they would do something that shows those in the counsel that they had in their sparks in order to prove themselves as a Prime. He was only a Prime in name, not in deed… He was the reason why many of my people joined my former lord and master when he started his political career after shortening the name he took as a gladiatorial champion. Megatron promised to make our homeland a place where it would be a fair and just society. Even as he fought in the ring and fought politically outside of it."
Weiss was amazed by the story, when he told her his story as to why he initially followed the man that would betray him. She felt sick as to how people of her position just enjoyed the responsibilities given to them instead of used it to help others.
She felt her hand being clasped by his hands, feeling how rough they were despite the fact that had his armor to protect him. Her eyes turned to his, time seemed to have slowed down around Weiss, almost as if it was a part of the old fairy tales where the hero and the princess in the end of the tale would…
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a steady hum as the device in his chest was back in optimum efficiency. She looked and saw that her fingers were used, by their size, to help slip past the armor plate around his life-support and had her press the setting once they had finished the adjustments and recalibrating. Her fingers just happened to be the size needed to restart the aura generating properties of the device. Dreadwing let go as he began to take deep breathes, Weiss was confused by this before seeing the wound in his chest which was away from the device were slowly regenerating and pressed against the metal wall around the main device.
Dreadwing looked over and said, humbly, "Thank you for your aid, Lady Weiss I…"
However Weiss stood up and stormed away to the captain's hatch, which left Dreadwing confused. Why did she leave that way? Was it something he said? However, his spark began to feel cold, as though her leaving in such a manner made it freeze.
Dreadwing went to the human lavatory and looked into the mirror as he wondered what he did wrong. When it rippled and reformed into the image of Optimus Prime.
"How goes your journey, Dreadwing?" Optimus asked, wishing for an update as to the Seeker's journey.
"We should make Mistral by dusk today, if we do not reach any complications." Dreadwing reported as he still was not certain why Lady Weiss was upset with him about.
Seeing the troubled look on his face, Optimus asked, "Is there something wrong?"
"I am… unsure. When I asked for her assistance her face became still for a moment, I thought she had experienced an organic form of stasis-lock when I had reached for her hand and used her hand to finish recalibrating my spark-support. And when she had left I felt something wrong with my spark… as though it had been frozen by the artic climate we were on when combating Starscream on Earth." Dreadwing explained, still puzzled by this.
Optimus simply stood there as he stated, "Do you recall as how Megatron had used the corpse of our dead as well as desecrate the tomb of a Prime? It would stand to reason that Weiss may have assumed you were attempting to become close to her in order to use her."
This confused Dreadwing as he said, "But that does not explain as to why I feel my spark hurting."
"As you are aware, your body, in most sense, is that of a teenage human body, therefor you will begin to feel emotions that you may not have been able to in your previous Cybertronian body." Optimus explained.
Dreadwing was still confused by what the Prime meant. There were was a gender diversity back on Cybertron before the War, however… he was more focused on his training as a warrior following the code than enlisting in a relationship with one of the females of his kind unlike certain others. Deciding to put those thoughts on hold, Dreadwing had asked, "How goes it with the other guards of Lady Weiss' teammates? Were you able to relay my coordinates to them?"
"I'm afraid I cannot reveal anything to yourself or your fellow protectors… Not until you all meet face to face." Optimus told the seeker, regret in his voice.
Hearing this made Dreadwing ask, hostility barely kept in his voice, "And why is that?"
"You will find out when you meet with the ones who protect the silver-eyed girl and her sibling." Optimus told him, before he disappeared.
Dreadwing was confused by the Prime's meaning, even as he went to resume his guard and maintenance of his equipment again.
By midday the two of them had an awkward silence between them. Dreadwing was about to say something when…
The pilot called back to the pair in his cargo, "We got a problem."
Both Weiss and Dreadwing approached as the ex-heiress asked, "What's wrong?"
"Well remember one of those stops that might need to do an inspection, to make sure I'm not smuggling anyone or anything?" the pilot asked, as he kept flying.
"Yes?" both said, confused as to how that fit into the problem, only to hear the military superiority voice on the radio, "This is Atlas post: Argus, speaking again to Atlesian cargo airship – 003 we've picked you up on radar and request that you land for an inspection of your vessel."
The three of them were so silent that a pin drop would feel like a explosion before Weiss asked, in a whisper, "what should we do?"
Before Dreadwing could offer her a suggestion, the pilot told them in hushed haste, "You two get back and hide your things, and I'll stall them as long as possible while you try to hide from them."
The two retreat to the back of the cargo hold and immediately went to hide their things underneath the cargo that they were needing to go to the apparent last commerce for the people of Anima, before they went to find something they could hide in. But with the lack of places to hide alone left them with a large container that could fit two people in, if they pressed against each other. They stared at each other. He then noticed Weiss' discomfort and asked, "Is something wrong, milady?"
"Umm… I don't know if it's a good idea to—" she stopped when she heard the sounds of Dreadwing's armor actually separating from him and compacted itself into one of the smaller containers down below with the Schnee emblem on the top. Dreadwing stood there with the shirt, pants and shoes that were provided to him by Ironwood back in Atlas.
"Will this be of assistance now?" He asked as she stared in surprise. Weiss tried to come up with an excuse but with them landing, she had no choice but to swallow her embarrassment and join the dark-skinned young man into the large container. Her cheeks heating up by how close they were pressed against each other while replacing everything they removed back over them before Dreadwing closed the lid. They remained alone in the silence. Though their eyes were blinded by the darkness of their hiding place, they could feel them on each other.
A hurried footsteps came and somethings were placed on their hiding place. Before it went away and slid down the ladder. Then the rear door opened to which many feet came rushing in.
"Umm… is there a problem? Commander?" They could hear the muffled voice of the pilot ask.
"It's special operative." A prideful, somewhat elderly voice, though muffled, corrected as she marched onboard the ship. Two others followed behind before they repeated the title of the elder woman, "Special Operative!"
"Right, sorry about that. But is there a problem?" the pilot repeated his question.
"We weren't expecting any more merchant after the dust embargo that General Ironwood so wisely established. So we're going to inspect your vessel as to ensure that you are not trying to smuggle any of those… Faunus onboard."
The way she said that word made Weiss' anger grow. Dreadwing noticed and wondered what a Faunus was. While he was in deep thought he almost missed the commander of the base order, "Begin the search!"
"Yes, Ma'am!" the soldiers called out before they began to inspect the ship, searching or anything or anyone not supposed to be on the ship. That instant, both of the stowaways in the container remained still and quiet, holding onto what air they could to wait out the search.
The pair were pressed against each other tightly within the container that was their hiding place while the Atlesian military searched the vessel for anything that was not supposed to leave Atlas. Weiss felt get even hotter the closer she was pressed against Dreadwing. Dreadwing however had been too focused on making sure they were not discovered when the military head told his soldiers, "All right… there's no contraband or anyone trying to leave. Let's go men."
"Yes, Ma'am!" the soldiers called out before they marched out of the airship.
The two remained silent as the head military head told the pilot, "Once you complete your business here, return immediately to the homeland, General Ironwood plans to close the borders to our great kingdom."
"You got it." the pilot stated as the military head left. Once they were certain that they were alone, the pilot closed the rear doors of his ship and pulled everything out before he saw his stowaways so close together he snarky ask, "I'm sorry, did you two want to be alone?"
Weiss immediately blushed at that, before she pushed the seeker away with so much force his head hit the wall of the larger containers with a loud klunk sound. Dreadwing gave a groan, rubbing the bruise sized like a goose egg when Weiss stood up and exited from the container.
Once she went into the pilot's hatch, Dreadwing pulled himself out and asked, still rubbing the large bump on his head, "What was that about?"
"Beats me. I guess she's still not used to you both tying the knot yet." The pilot joked, before climbing up the railing to get his ship started up. The dark skinned seeker raised a brow, confused by the pilot's meaning. When he climbed up after the pilot and mentally groaned, 'What is it with these humans and their expressions?…'
He went and found Weiss sitting where none of the military could see her, angry about something. Cautiously, Dreadwing approached her and sat down next to her, while making sure he was not seen and asked, "What troubles you my lady? If it was about the container…"
"Oh! No… it isn't." Weiss stated her anger forgotten by a moment before she growled, "It's that commander… How dare she speak about Faunus that way just because they're different from us."
Dreadwing then spoke again, seeing how angry she was about that, "If you do mind me asking, milady, what exactly is a Faunus?"
That question apparently made Weiss confused as she asked, "How could you not know? Aren't there Faunus were you're from?"
"No." Dreadwing answered honestly. Weiss let out an aggravated sigh before she explained, "Faunus are like us but they're born with something… extra."
"Such as?" Dreadwing asked, curiously.
"Faunus are born with physical traits of animals like ears, tails, eyes, claws, horns, or even scales." Weiss told him, now regretting her previous thoughts on how she saw Faunus because of the White Fang…
Dreadwing thought about before he stated, "We did have people like that in our history, but that was before my people's recorded history, we called them, 'Predacons'. Beings made similar to us, yet different."
Weiss remained silent while Dreadwing spoke, thinking about how he said it, 'How strange… I thought everyone on Remnant spoke the same language and we all had the same history… well mostly… why is his people's culture vastly different from the rest of the people of Remnant's?'
She then remembered how he said that the Faunus in his homeland were only mentioned before their recorded history… her mouth became dry as she asked, "Wh-what became of them?"
Dreadwing looked to her, but saw the emotions of distress and worry on her face when he told her, "Regretfully milady, they were labeled as extinct due to a great cataclysm that occurred throughout the world in ancient times. Or so I thought with the information you gave me about these Faunus. Perhaps they were descendants of the Predacons, I do not know."
Weiss began to think about it as she asked, "How different are these pre-historic Faunus compared to the Faunus seen now-a-days?"
"I'm afraid I do not know, the earliest recorded history of our world are made by cave carvings but the most dominant features is that…" Dreadwing begun trying to find a good way to link the Predacons to that of faunus but he doesn't know much of the creatures living in this world or that of Earth, however, there was reports from the Fall of beacon, "… similar to the creature that is now frozen on Beacon's tower."
"A Grimm?" Weiss asked, brow raised.
He shook his head, "no…umm what's that word… Draconic?" Dreadwing asked, her shocked expression made him feel as though it would show how different the "Faunus" of his past, might evolve into the Faunus of the present. He decided to go look for the captain of the air ship and motioned him over.
"What's up?" The Pilot asked, seeing the assumed boyfriend, of the girl who paid her, motioned for him to see the young man.
Holding up his remote, Dreadwing told the pilot, "I am in the process of writing a virus, harmless but will last for a while, long enough for you to fly around this settlement without being detected by their somewhat impressive radar system while you fly us to our destination and fly back to Atlas. I only need a device close enough and linked to main system, from there the virus will travel until it finds its target and render us invisible to the radar."
Dreadwing knew that the human couldn't read it as it was written in Cybertronian script but he could tell by the awe inspiring look on his face, new that the pilot was impressed with his coding skill.
As he got up the pilot said, "Okay, leave that to me and as soon as I'm refueled, I'll start flying us back before we make a U-turn to Mistral."
Before he could get far Dreadwing stated, "Just… let me tell Lady Weiss when we arrive at Mistral, I do not believe she'll understand why I hacked into the tower that will protect the citizenry from the Grimm."
The pilot nodded, agreeing to that plan as he went to make sure that no one saw him as he went to make sure his ship's systems are operational.
After she had cooled down, which had taken hours to do, Weiss saw that it was close to sunset and quickly glanced around to see if anyone's paying attention in the Atlas military base she was in. So far there weren't that many guards aiming weapons at the airship, demanding that Weiss Schnee exited from the ship and the immediate surrender for her "supposed" kidnapper, Dreadwing. She couldn't live with herself if anything happened to him or the pilot whom she paid to help them flee to Mistral.
From across the way, she saw Dreadwing, in his full armor again, minus the helmet, typing something on that device of his. He had told her it was his remote for his mines as well as linked up to his armor. She then saw the very pilot she was worried about walking past Dreadwing before he was handed the remote and climbed down to the dock doors. Weiss crawled over as quietly and quickly as possible with Dreadwing as both could hear the commander of the base, and her two personal guards, approach for a report.
They listened as the two talked, ignoring the words as they tried to keep an eye on the pilot below as he waited till the military officer pulled out her scroll.
Dreadwing took a chance and peaked through to see that the human in charge of the base was elderly by appearance but, very… very short compared to her tall and robust bodyguards. He felt his lady shift uncomfortable for some reason as he kept trying to see without being seen by the Atlas military commander. He saw her pull out her scroll to issue orders, which was the opening the pilot needed to press the switch in order for the virus to begin uploading into the commander's scroll.
Once the procedure had been completed and the virus completely downloaded into the scroll while it travels through the base's system to the CCT tower the pilot asked, "So, is that everything, Ma'am?"
"I suppose so." The minute commander said, waving her hand in a non-chalant manner. She then said, "Just as long as you do not make any… unscheduled detours. If you do I will know."
"She will know!" the guards echoed. The three of them snapped to attention before they turned in a one-eighty direction and marched out of the ship. As soon as they did, the pilot closed the bay door and climbed up to his awaiting passengers.
Dreadwing asked, "Did you do it?"
"Yup. It's downloaded, according to this thing you gave me." The pilot said, giving the seeker his remote back.
Weiss looked between them and asked, "Do what? What did he do?"
The pilot went back to his seat and said, "You'll find out kid."
As he began the takeoff procedure, he told them, you two better get back in back and get ready for lift off.
Both of them sat where they were, Dreadwing and Weiss looked up at each other. The ex-heiress was still annoyed that her supposed knight isn't telling her what he and their pilot did. He seemed too caught on and said, "I apologize for keeping this from you milady… but I wanted to be sure we were out of this base's radar range before I can tell you. I also apologize for upsetting you before, when you were helping my life-support system."
Weiss raised a brow, she then huffed, though glad he apologized for this morning, "Fine, but as soon as we're out of range. I expect a full explanation as to your recent actions."
He lowered his head and placed his hand over his chest, "Yes, my lady. I will do as you say."
Seeing him promising to tell her the truth seemed to make Weiss smile when his eyes were closed. Sure he was a bit dense with things that people should know but at least he cares nothing for the money or prestige that came with marrying into the Schnee name, as her father had done…
Dreadwing looked over and was glad that she was no longer mad at him as they flew away from the post. Once the pilot had found cloud cover he flew them behind it and went to fly in the direction of Mistral again.
After they had escaped the range from the settlement known as Argus, they began to make a beeline across the large body of water in Anima. Dreadwing kept an eye out for any pursuit until the sun rose and Weiss approached the pilot and asked, "So, how much farther?"
"We're in the home stretch now." The pilot said, as one of his passengers leaned against a wall with her arms crossed.
"No more stops from here to Mistral. Sorry for the long trip. Keeping us off the radar' been harder than I thought after that last stop. Lots of air traffic around northern Anima."
"It's fine. I... just hope we haven't been a burden." Weiss said, still hoping that she and Dreadwing had not been too much of a bother for him.
The pilot chuckled "You, your boyfriend, and your money are more than welcome on this ship, kids."
Before she could try and correct him again about her relationship with Dreadwing, the ship's radio suddenly picked up a transmission. As he looked at it, he asked, "What the...?"
He reached over and adjusted a slider, evening out the wavelengths on the screen. Dreadwing approached as he wondered what it could be. Had Altas finally caught onto and up to them?
Weiss looked over and asked, "Is everything okay?"
"I don't know. We're still over Lake Matsu. Shouldn't be picking up broadcasts this far from Mistral. Someone must be close."
A female voice began to speak over the radio in a panic. Hearing this, Weiss stood up straight and listened closely, "Mayday, mayday! We are a small passenger flight, and our Huntress is down! We aren't equipped to deal with this!"
"Oh man." Their pilot muttered, not liking this a bit.
Mistral Pilot: "The Grimm hit us 400 klicks north of the southern shoreline!"
Weiss' eyes widen as the sound of an explosion and the Mistral Pilot gasping can be heard. "Get them off us! If anyone can hear this- Ah!"
Weiss' expression grew with even more concerned as the Mistral Pilot cried out and the transmission abruptly ended. The Atlas pilot turned off his radio and turned the ship. Weiss walked over to him and grabbed onto a handle in the ceiling.
"We're going to help them, right?" Weiss asked, hopefully.
The pilot looked at her incredulously, "What? No. I'm trying to avoid them."
Weiss then protested, "But... they'll die."
"Look, if we picked up their transmission, I'm sure someone else did, too." The pilot pointed out as he kept on his course.
Weiss was about to protest more, when she felt Dreadwing's metal gauntlet on her shoulder, She looked back and heard the armored soldier tell her, "Unfortunately. He is right, milady. We don't know as to their situation or even if it's genuine. For all we know it could be a fake transmission made by any number of criminals that inhabit this continent."
"You're fiancee's got it right, kid. Besides, this is a cargo ship. She's not much good in a fight. I just wanna finish this job and get home." The pilot said, as he kept flying.
"Fi-fiancee?!" Weiss asked, her face even redder than when Dreadwing swore the knight's oath the night they escaped from the estate. Dreadwing turned to the pilot, again these terms that humans use confuse him to no end when it came to their… courting rituals.
"Sorry, kid. My ship, my rules." The pilot told them as he remained at the controls.
Weiss closes her eyes for a moment, then gazes out the windshield as the ship turns to the right and continues flying over the lake.
It had been a long time since the pilot and Dreadwing had chosen not to save the ships from Mistral. Weiss, in that time, did not say anything to Dreadwing when he came to check on her. It wasn't completely to the fact that she was mad at him, but rather seemed disappointed that he chose to keep her safe instead of insisting to help the others. Their ship continue to fly over Lake Matsu, which had showed the two from Atlas how large this lake really was. Weiss, still somber over being unable to help the Mistral cargo pilots, suddenly noticed to her right a series of landmasses floating in the bright blue, partly cloudy sky, with what appeared to be black crystals jutting out from the bottom of the rock formations. Puzzled, she then decided to head into the pilot's cabin where she asked, "Where are we?"
"Nowhere good." The pilot told them, before he explained, "Passing by some of Lake Matsu's floating islands. The gravity Dust that forms in these things is giving us a little turbulence. Nothing I can't handle, but the islands sometimes hide some nasty Grimm."
As Weiss walks toward the pilot, outside, an airship is seen quickly heading towards them, on fire, and leaving a giant trail of smoke behind it. Dreadwing noticed it before the pilot could continue and shouted, "Look out!"
The damaged and enflamed airship came barreling from their right, narrowly hitting their cargo ship, due to the pilot's maneuver who pull upward to avoid it. The doomed craft that bore the white symbol for Mistral on its sail, proceeded to collide into one of the floating islands.
"You've got to be kidding me!" The pilot then decided to switch back to the radio, the three listened in for nearby transmissions. As the pilot from before continued her cry for help.
"By the gods, we've lost Percy! Help!"
Another Mistral airship, pursued by a swarm of wasp-like Grimm, was suddenly hooked from multiple directions by the Grimm's, surprisingly, extendable stingers, which left them trapped and unable to move.
"We're hooked! We're hooked!"
As the pilot makes a frantic call, the wood on the ship's exterior began to crack, as the insects grappling on the ship pull very tightly.
"Everyone, abandon ship!" As a show of the Grimm capitalizing on their fear, one of the Grimm somersaulted into the air and dive-bombed into the top of the ship, as the pilot and everyone on board perished in the ensuing explosion. The rest of the Grimm following this all turn their attention to, and began their pursuit of, Weiss' airship.
"Lancers, freaking Lancers!" The pilot exclaimed again, as he knew they were every airship's worst enemies at this part of Anima.
"Alright you two, buckle up- Huh?" He turned to speak to Weiss and Dreadwing, only to see her jump down a hatch into the cargo hold, as she was determined to stop the swarm.
Dreadwing then joined her down below when the pilot asked, over the intercom, "What are you doing?"
"What we should've done in the first place!" Weiss told him, as she asked, "You're carrying Dust, right?"
"Officially, no. Actually, yes." The pilot answered, over the intercom.
Weiss opened a large container of vials of powdered Dust and loaded her weapon with six of them. She then told the pilot, "Then when I tell you, open the rear door!"
Dreadwing looked to Weiss who narrowed her eyes at him, he nodded, to show she had his full support on fighting the Grimm this time. Previously he made a mistake he will not repeat ever again. His helmet rose from his armor and covered his head as the lenses flared to life in red lights.
"Better make it quick!" The pilot told them, where he made multiple evasive maneuvers, but the Lancers continued to gain on the ship and begin to shoot their stingers at it.
"Dreadwing… before I make the signal. Promise me you'll ensure that our pilot will survive this over my own safety." Weiss requested, wanted their pilot to live as much as the two of them.
Dreadwing was completely stunned by this, "What? Milady-"
Promise me!" She demanded, as she showed her new knight that she was serious in her request.
Seeing as the Lancers outside were not going to give them much time, he conceded, promising, again, "Yes, Lady Weiss. I swear."
"Hey you two, we're cutting it close!" The pilot exclaimed as he kept maneuvering out of the Lancers' stingers paths.
Weiss summoned a black glyph underneath them to keep them still to the ship as they their weapons in front of her, "Ready!"
The cargo doors opened and the battle had begun. While the former heiress used her glyphs and Dust, Dreadwing used his cannon's laser fire at the swarm. Their united efforts had succeeded in eliminating a few of the Grimm.
As he watched from his cabin, the pilot let out a little bit of a chuckle at their success as he warned, "Hold on!"
Weiss saw Dreadwing do something with his cannon as a small missile head popped out from the barrel. When he looked at her he said, "When I fire my missiles, aim for them with your semblance."
Weiss nodded, decided to put faith into her knight again as they fired. The resulted explosions, close to the Lancers took even more out while the pilot continued to do evasive maneuvers. Suddenly, as it appeared they would win the day, Weiss got knocked off balance, into the seeker's awaiting arm when the cargo ship rocks.
"Ah…" Weiss began to say, blushing a bit at being so close to the captain, that was before more rocking made her looked up to the pilot and asked, "What was that?!"
"We're hooked!" was the pilot's response.
Their eyes widened as Dreadwing used his free hand to pull out his pistol and began firing at the Lancers which had firmly planted themselves on top of the ship before the rest of the swarm gained on the cargo ship once more, with some of the Grimm flying alongside it.
"I got an idea! Hold on! Literally!" the pilot warned them before he accelerated the ship toward one of the floating islands. He waited until the last possible moment before suddenly dived and using the remaining forward momentum to throw the remaining Lancers on the ship off into the side of the rock formation.
The pilot let out a victorious laugh at his idea worked, "Ha ha!"
Weiss let out a smile as the two below saw the success of the pilot's plan before she asked, apparently forgetting that she was still leaning against Dradwing for support, though she didn't have to, "Can you find a pair of islands we can fit between?"
The cargo ship is turned and traveled toward a pair of closely adjacent, interconnected islands. The pilot declared, "Kid, you are reading my mind!"
Dreadwing immediately caught on as to what she had in mind and said, "A brilliant strategy, milady."
Weiss smiled back to him, before realizing how close she was pressing herself against him and pulled herself off of him, her face still with embarrassment. Thought it felt nice to be in the arms of someone dependable as the seeker. During their time so close, Dreadwing had felt a warmth in here his spark would be and wondered if that was those Cybertronians who had entered into relationships with females of their kind back on Cybertron had felt. But he pushed those thoughts aside as he had a battle to win.
The cargo ship narrowly avoided the close islands walls and the attacking Lancers, Weiss and Dreadwing fired three fireballs from her glyphs, with three missiles from his cannon, to destroy an overhanging rock formations of the islands above them. The attack caused debris that killed the remaining Lancers. When Weiss moved an arm to shield her eyes from the dust of the rocks, Dreadwing placed his hand over her eyes to protect them.
Once it was over, they saw that all the Lancers that had attacked them were gone.
"Yeah! Great going, kids! We are in the clear!" The pilot told them. Immediately after Weiss exhales in relief, Dreadwing, however, asked, by the sound of something buzzing, "Milady… what is that?"
Weiss narrowed her eyes to focus her ears, before she saw a Lancer significantly larger than the previous swarm flying at them outside the cargo doors.
"It's a Queen Lancer!" Weiss cried out, in fear of seeing the leader of the hive there.
"What?!" The pilot asked, shocked.
Dreadwing narrowed his eyes as he saw and heard what the Grimm before him was called. He then thought, in memory of a certain arachnid Decepticon, 'Just my luck… another insectoid queen stands in opposition against me.'
The Queen Lancer attacked by shooting miniature stingers at the pair Dreadwing pulled Weiss to him to use his body as a shield while Weiss used a wind dust to defend them. But was unable to stop it.
"Do something!"
The pair looked around for what they could use against such a large Grimm. Weiss then saw the large crates of Dust, and looked to Dreadwing, who nodded in agreement. As Weiss used her glyph to jump over them and cut the strap which had kept them in place, Dreadwing used the boosters on his foot armor to grab hold of the metal ladder, and then fired more missiles. Weiss used most of the Dust crates to explode along with Dreadwing's missiles, against the queen, but it survives unscathed.
"I can see the shoreline!" The piloted told them, before he shouted, in fear, "Gods, we're not gonna make it!"
"Hold onto your resolve, pilot! And let us focus on the Grimm!" Dreadwing shouted back over the sounds of the ship's damages, engines, and the buzzing from the Queen Lancer's wings.
After she had her composure, Weiss moved away from the opened doors and summoned her Arma Gigas,
'Please… help me!' Weiss mentally called out for her first summon. Dreadwing rejoined Weiss as he called on the ghost of his twin, "Skyquake!"
As the two appeared in their respective ways before they stood ready, Weiss ordered the pilot, "Pull up, now!"
The pilot made his ship to pull up and ascend further into the air, before maneuvering to have the vehicle upside down. During this, the Arma Gigas and Skyquake left the vehicle and dived toward the Queen Lancer. The Arma Gigas, controlled by Weiss, made it fight as she would, whereas Skyquake activated his onboard thrusters and fired away from above the Queen with his mini-gun, giving off a war cry. Just as the Arma Gigas to finish the Queen Lancer off, it was about to fire its stinger at the larger enemy before it, the Arma Gigas deflected the attack, which would had damaged the ship had it not been for Skyquake who had flown at it and used his mini-gun to deflect the stinger away from the ship. Weiss used her Semblance to slow the ship's trajectory down, it worked… but not enough to prevent a crash landing many miles from the shore line. Even after Skyquake flew into the ship to ensure the safety of his twin and those with him.
Weiss came to just as the sun's light had turned to dusk. She could somewhat tell by the feeling in her body, that she was lying injured on the ground with two men who approached her. She reached for them, pleaded, "Help... please."
"What do you think?" The man with the red cloth over his right eye asked. Weis tried to see as her vision begun to clear. A woman with black hair and a face that resembled so much like Yang's approached to take a position between the two men and directly above Weiss.
"I think... we just hit the jackpot." Weiss' face turned to one of concern as she looked up at this woman, who stomped on her face, rendered her to lose unconscious.
Dreadwing groaned as he had awakened on the ground. And found himself safe as was the pilot who had looked thankful to his world's gods that he was alive. He looked up to see Skyquake there, standing unharmed who, by the gestured with his head to over the turned over pieces of earth behind him before he returned to his prison in Unicron's anti-spark.
This confused Dreadwing before he carefully climbed up the patch and carefully looked over it to find four figures, three of them dressed in dark colors, the fourth, dressed in a light color. He zoomed in on the scene to see that it was his lady, Weiss, on the ground as she appeared to be surrounded by people with rough clothes, except for the female who led them. She wore a finer attire. The man with the rifle looked back to the woman who approached his lady before she said something and then stomped on Weiss' face, which left her unconscious.
In a fury Dreadwing tried to attack, but the pilot grabbed him by his arm and asked, in a harsh whisper, "Are you crazy?!"
"Release me! I must save My Lady." Dreadwing responded in a similar whisper as he struggled.
The pilot then snapped, "If you go down there, you'll only give away our position and make your girlfriend a target!"
"What are you even talking about?" Dreadwing asked, tired of hearing words he had not understanding of.
The pilot raised a brow and asked, "You're kiddin' right?"
"No. tell me what do you mean?" Dreadwing confessed as he looked over the hill with his right eye and saw one of the men holding Weiss over his shoulder like a sack as other humans came, dressed like the other two approach and began to raid and loot the ship.
"Where'd they find you?" The pilot asked, wondering where the military found him if he didn't know what a girlfriend was. He looked over the hill to see what had happened.
Dreadwing remained silent as his helmet continued to zoom, following his eyes as he watched as the people grabbed any of the parts or contents of the ship that survived the crash. He found the female that had stomped on Weiss' face, pick up Weiss' sword and with an amused smile, claimed it as her own before she called to her people and what they picked up, "This everything?"
"Yeah, boss." He heard one of the men tell her as she placed a Grimm white mask with red markings on it as she opened a portal, which was composed of black and red highlights. Dreadwing was amazed by what he had seen, it appeared to be an inverted colored Ground bridge that both the Decepticons and Autobots on Earth used.
"Let's bring it all home then." The leader said as she let all of her people enter it first before she took one last look around before she entered it and it closed behind her.
Dreadwing tried to think of where they could had gone when he heard the pilot experience what he remembered a human call a panic attack. He then asked, "What has gotten into you?"
"Th-th-that…. That was the Branwen Tribe…" The Pilot stammered fear in his voice as he looked to the captain, who remained composed, more confused by that statement.
"Who?" Dreadwing asked, which made the pilot smack himself on his helmet before he snapped, "THAT was Raven Branwen! Leader of one of the most notorious bandits in Anima!"
Dreadwing narrowed his eyes as he asked, "And what do they want with Lady Weiss?"
"Wait… you're girlfriend's Weiss Schnee?!" The Pilot exclaimed, shocked by this fact. It was Dreadwing turn to ask, "Where had you been for the past couple of days?"
The pilot groaned, in utter shock, "I just help smuggle Weiss Schnee out of Atlas…"
Decided that he had enough, Dreadwing grabbed the pilot by the front of his uniform and asked, his pistol pointed at the man's face, "Just tell me why they took her!"
Seeing as he had no choice, the pilot gulped and said, "Th-th-the Schnees ar-r-ren't j-just well known in Atlas, but thr-throughout Remnant. It's because of the Dust they import from the mines. Any criminal would make a ransom off her if her family wants her back."
"Even though she is no longer the heir to her family's company?" Dreadwing asked, pushing the pilot away as he holstered his pistol back into its compartment. While worried what the mad Jacques would do if he got Weiss back in his clutches.
"Exactly." The pilot told him as he looked around, they were some… meters away from the lake's cliff face, but not as close to the mountains that would lead to the kingdom or any of the settlements close to it.
Dreadwing checked the charge on his armor's systems and his weapons before he looked around. This caught the pilot's attention as he asked, "Umm… what're you doing?"
"Trying to determine our bearings and which direction they would go from their base of operations to this location." Dreadwing said as he continued to scan the area with his helmet. He then slid down the toppled earth and went to where the bandits had abducted his charge. He went through his memories in his mind as he turned in the direction facing directly away from Weiss had laid on the ground before the bandits took her. He then saw it was close to the direction of the setting sun and began to jog in that direction, following any tracks he can catch with his updated systems.
All the while the pilot watched him and muttered, "Anything at all for the one he loves."
He then went after the soldier as he felt like it would be better to stick with him until they reached Mistral.
So the two continued to jog towards the setting sun to save the kidnapped Schnee from the bloodthirsty and greedy bandits of the Branwen Tribe.
(OH MAN! I couldn't believe how long this took for me to get it done so now let me know what you all though and any predictions that you might think will occur after seeing- I mean, reading this. Will our heroic pilot remain with them till they reach Mistral? How is Dreadwing gonna find Weiss based on obvious, maybe possible, decoy tracks? Is there any hope for Weiss after being kidnapped by Raven Branwen?
Find out on the twelfth chapter of Transformers RWBY: The Light of Hope.)