Here is another chapter~! :3 And I have a story cover up too~! :3 It is of Omnimon's emblem here. It is the Crest of Friendship with the points of the Crest of Courage, but this will become a golden color on his cape later on. The only thing that is not is the grey slash mark. :3
Opening Files: Saber Convoy
The leader of the Cybertronian Empire in Dimension O-000, Saber Convoy is a mech that is to not be underestimated in any capacity. While he is young, younger than most Convoys and even Primes, he is a leader that his troops, and even the citizens of the empire, can count on. Unlike the Primes, Saber Convoy does not act all aloof and perfectly. In times of duress, he will make morally questionable decisions, and if it was such a decision, he will show remorse, but not regret it if it was a necessary decision.
Saber Convoy is unique in that he has a black Autobot symbol, with a red slash over it, on his right shoulder, showing he was once the religious zealot Star Saber, also known as the 'Dark Evangelist'. The red slash mark is to symbolize his rebirth not only as a mentally stable mech who is devoted to the ideals of justice, but someone who will ruthlessly hunt down those who hurt others for no reason as well.
Convoy wields twin swords, one shorter and one longer, and his skill with them should never be underestimated. Many have fought him, only to lose when he uses both blades at the same time. His skill with one sword is also considered legendary, but not on the level of his skill with wielding two blades at once. Saber Convoy also has a ranged weapon, a pistol, and a shield as well. However, as a jet, he also has vehicle-mode equipped weapons, which increases his ranged-weapons options substantially.
When in combat, most foes would rather run than face down the mech who was once the 'Dark Evangelist'. Those who do not run often find they have underestimated Saber Convoy's abilities as well as the true extent of his revelation about himself. Safe to say, this is one mech that should be approached with the utmost caution unless one wants to become yet another statistic to his name.
"Change...it can be both good and bad, depending in the circumstances surrounding said change." TOM said as he closed the Saber Convoy file. "Take the Transformers. They change every time the adopt a new vehicle form or animal form. It is in their name." He pressed a button on his right armrest before the screen showed the Raptor transforming from plane form to Gundam form. "And this machine's pilot has the same nickname." TOM then faced the screen that showed the image.
"And yet is it good or bad?" He continued. "In the case of both the Transformers and this machine, it can be both good and bad, as, as I mentioned before, the circumstances can be what determines that." It showed the Raptor flying overhead and shooting down a large group of Mobile Suits around it, each one with the symbol of a now-defunct alliance on it's left shoulder. "In this case, the change is good because the place this machine was defending was under attack."
TOM then looked back at the cameras (you). "So, will you be someone who works for change for good? Or will you become someone who works for bad changes? Only you can decide that."
Van Kleiss' lair
Van Kleiss looked on at his machine with a growing smirk. Yes, he was sure he could penetrate into that new dimension now that he had brought forth a ship from it. The future of his new Pack was certain now.
Looking at the screens showing the dimension, O-000 as he had taken to calling it, he activated the device, the portal showing on his screens as it showed a ship approaching the opening dimensional wormhole. He would be gaining new targets soon enough~!
Dimension O-000
Saber Convoy looked on as his crew was waiting for what they felt was certainly a new dimensional breach attempt. However, with the dimensional jamming technology they had running, the chances of a successful breach were slim. Still, he was surprised when the radar went off, just as his ship's sensors picked up the dimensional distortion in front of them. "Sir, we have a dimensional distortion opening in Earth Space about 10 kliks in front of us!" Jazz, the special ops 'bot of the team, reported. His blue visor flared as he looked over the readings. "And we will get sucked in if we aren't quick!"
"All engines to full." Saber Convoy ordered as he looked to Starscream, the ship's pilot. Only because of his skills as a flier was he the only one who could fly the ship with no issues. "And take us hard left."
Starscream gave a nod. "All engines full." He said as he engaged the throttle to full and turned the ship hard to the left. However, they wound up passing just a little too close to the wormhole and it began to suck the Primarchial Defender, or the Ark, into the opening.
Saber Convoy grunted as the alarms began to sound once more and the emergency lights turned on, bathing the bridge in red light. "Guh...Starscream...we're being sucked in!"
The seeker swore under his breath before he engaged the emergency afterburners, which gave the ship more power to try and escape. Safe to say, it took a while before the wormhole collapsed in on itself, but the ship was able to escape unharmed. Or so it seemed. For as the wormhole began to close, one of the Ark's weapons was pulled off in the suction and vanished into the wormhole as it closed in on itself.
Looking back, Ironhide, one of the ship's weapon's officers, growled to himself. "And that was my favorite weapon too..." The black mech grumbled, the comment earning him a smack upside the head from Ratchet, the medic of the crew.
"At least we can replace it." The red and white mech told the weapon's specialist. "But we need to be more careful when we are out and about. As it stands, we would have been sucked in if not for the dimensional jammers being activated."
Ironhide grumbled, but he had to admit the medic had a point.
GF-007
Van Kleiss' lair
To say Van Kleiss was mad was an understatement. He was furious he had failed to snag yet another ship from that dimension! For some reason, his wormholes kept closing in on themselves, and he had no idea why! However, as he looked back at the lone weapon that lay before him in his lab, he had to grin anyway. It was one of unknown origin, and it looked quite promising to help him in many ways. Sammael would also like to see it most likely. It could only help the Fallen, right?
Dimension O-000
"So, another wormhole nearly claimed your ship?" Secretary General Willis asked as Saber Convoy nodded.
"Yes. It yanked off one of the weapons of the Ark, the left positron cannon that was installed there by your technicians to replace a damaged laser cannon." The leader of the Cybertronian Empire replied. "And we don't need to send a probe there to know it was to that dimension that the Archangel went to."
"Hmmm..." To hear that was not good news. "If they claimed a positron cannon, even if by mistake, they could find out more about our technology, and as such, how to counter it."
Saber Convoy gave a grim nod of agreement. "Yes. And I regretfully have to inform you that it is combined with our Cybertronian technology."
The human just waved it off. "Regardless, the Steelhaven has the same technology, so we would have lost that edge anyway since they were captured by this new enemy." The secretary general said.
"And we need to find out how to counter these new foes, called the Grimm." Saber Convoy continued. "We have no idea on how to do that just yet."
"The only way we can is to capture a Grimm." Secretary General Willis agreed. "Or at least get a body to study."
The Supreme Commander just shook his helm. "Unless you have forgotten the briefing by Admiral Yuy, the Grimm turn to smoke upon being defeated." He pointed out.
"Yes, I am aware of that." The leader of Earth sighed. "I was being sarcastic in that last sentence."
Saber Convoy just chuckled at hearing that. "You humans are always so sarcastic..." He said, but there was only humor in his voice, no malice whatsoever.
Nexus Federation
New Juneau
In the colony of New Juneau, Admiral Yuy looked on as the repairs to the Archangel were almost finished. All they needed to do now was repair the last of the damaged cameras and soon, things would be fine. "Are repairs almost done?" He asked as the lead technician looked back and nodded.
"Yes, sir." She replied. "Just one more camera and then the repairs are complete."
"Good." Admiral Yuy said as he looked back at the ship. "We've been gone for far too long. It's been almost two weeks since that battle, and we need to get back."
"Agreed, sir." The tech said before she looked back at him. "But sir, if I may ask, what are your plans when you get back there?"
The admiral turned his dark blue gaze to meet her lavender eyes. "We intend to capture a Grimm." Seeing the tech's eyes widen, he decided to explain. "That was a mission given to us by the Secretary General himself." Admiral Yuy continued. "And we intend to carry it out."
"But, sir...what if it doesn't work?" The tech asked.
Admiral Yuy sighed at that. "Then we just try again." He then looked back up at the once damaged ship. "But regardless, we can't return until we have captured a Grimm or two at most."
"Yes, sir." The tech replied before she went back to work.
The admiral watched as his machine, along with the Dynames, were loaded onto the ship. He knew it was risky to bring Wing Zero to that new dimension, but if what they had experienced was any indication, then there had to be other Grimm that would require the overwhelming power of his machine.
He drifted over to watch the process, but even though it was instinct for him, Admiral Yuy knew that the crew of the ship, and the crew here, knew what they were doing when it came to his machine; they would never go near the cockpit as long as his machine was powered up, as it would cause his machine to blow up. However, since Wing Zero was powered down, there was no risk to any of them.
Inside the ship, Staff Sergeant Elizabeth 'Liz' Dante watched as her machine, the Dynames, was loaded into its dock. She knew Admiral Yuy wanted her machine onboard in case they needed a long-range deterrent for any Grimm that were too strong or if the ship was ever damaged. As it was, even the admiral's own machine was being loaded on, just in case the Dynames wasn't enough of a deterrent.
She looked away and made her way from the hanger to the pilot's lounge, where everyone was gathered and hanging out. "So, you ready to head back?" Commander Tao White asked as Liz gave her a smile.
"Of course!" The staff sergeant replied. "This may be the mission we need to find a Grimm and bring it back!"
"Well, that and because we have been away for too long." Commander Elsman replied with a grin of his own. "I can't wait to get back and see the surprised looks on those Satyra goons when they see just what we can do!"
"Enough." Admiral Zala said as he entered the room. "I know you all want to get back at Satyra, and personally, so do I, but we have to keep the mission in perspective. If we just rush in without a plan or information, we could end up getting ourselves killed because we underestimated the enemy and overestimated ourselves."
The rest of the unit looked down. His words held a lot of truth to them. If they just charged in and had no information on the enemy, then they could all get killed. It was how they operated as well; gain information on the enemy, then make their move. Admiral Zala then looked them all over once more. "Rest assured, we will get back at Satyra, but until then, we need to act as though we have no interest in them despite our transmission to them."
"I see!" Commander White exclaimed. "We make them think we were bluffing! And then when we have all the information we need, then we can act!"
Admiral Zala just gave the assembled pilots a knowing smirk. "And how do we operate?"
"Deceive, then defeat!" The rest of the unit cheered. Admiral Zala chuckled as he gave them the thumbs up.
Yes, this would be a difficult mission, but they could pull it off.
Earth
United Earth Nations Complex
Secretary General Brian Willis looked out over the city of New York, thoughts on the new universe running through his mind. As it was, they had to be careful now since this new enemy had some of their technology now.
But then his thoughts turned to Satyra. He frowned to himself at the thought of the terrorist group. It seemed there were far more issues with the rights of the Faunus race than there had been with the issue of Coordinators in his universe. 'Then again, we never thought of Coordinators as delicacies, now did we?' Secretary General Willis snorted as he turned away from the window and sat back down in his seat. "And yet I doubt that the Faunus rights movement hasn't had to deal with nearly wiping out the human race twice either." He said aloud before something caught his attention. Looking back at the image on his computer on his desk, his blue eyes went wide as he saw another wormhole opening in space. Luckily, no one was near it that he could see, but it still set him on edge.
"Was there anyone near point Bravo Delta Nine?" The planetary leader asked.
"Negative, sir." The voice of the Innovade Tieria Erde replied from over the com-line. "The sensors of the Celestial Being picked up no one in the vicinity at the time of the wormhole's opening and closing."
"Good." Secretary General Willis sighed. "We don't need another scare today..."
"if I may suggest, we could send another probe." The Innovade suggested, but the human just shook his head.
"No." Secretary General Willis said sternly. "We're sending in the Archangel once more. The ship is repaired, and they are to head back now."
The image of the Innovade frowned, but he agreed it was the best course of action at the moment. "Very well."
"Send out Zero Squadron's orders." The leader said. "They are to launch as soon as the ship is ready."
New Juneau
As soon as the orders were sent, the crew was ready. They all boarded the Archangel and soon, the ship had launched into space and was nearing where a slip was located. Unseen by visual sight, the method of locating said slips was through sensors calibrated to pick up the differing dimensional frequencies of the different dimensions visited thus far. The slips never truly closed, but instead vanished from view the same way a door shut once it was put in. The key to unlock said doors was the Jump-Slip drive, and the method of finding the right 'door' or slip, was the sensors.
"We found slip D-4." 1st Lieutenant Amalfi said as he located said slip on the sensors. That was the slip to head to the new universe they were currently investigating. "Readings match up."
"Good." Admiral Yuy said as he looked ahead of the ship. "Engage the drive. We are heading back."
The drive whined as it powered up, only for the Archangel to enter the slip opening, becoming light as it did so. There was a brief flash, and then they were gone, like they had never been there to begin with.
GF-007
The white ship arrived back in the planet's orbit, but this time in a universe without the space colonies and orbital elevators. Admiral Yuy knew where they were when they saw the strange black ship from before.
"We're back." He said. "Put us into a planetary descent."
"Begin descent procedure." Captain Ramius said as she gave the order.
"Yes, ma'am." The helmsman, Arnold Neumann, replied as he put the ship into a direct lineup with the Earth below. "Descent course has been plotted and calculated accordingly."
"Good." Captain Ramius said.
"Deploying ablative gel." Neumann said as the gel dispersed over the underside of the hull. Now in descent mode, the Archangel was headed back towards the west coast of the United States.
"Destination set as West Coast of the United States." Neumann reported.
Admiral Yuy nodded in approval. "Good. Keep us on course."
The descent went without errors and problems, and soon, they were back in their original spot for surveillance. They had arrived back where they were supposed to be.
Up in orbit, TOM would have frowned to himself if he could. "So, they came back..." He mused, turning to his AI friend. "SARA, contact Sebben."
GrimmFall
In his office, Mayor Sebben frowned at the message from TOM. It seemed that the white ship had indeed left and returned. That only proved they were indeed capable of leaving and returning on their own. He leaned forwards and put his hands in front of his mouth at that thought.
'It would seem these guys are more of a threat than first anticipated.' Mayor Sebben thought to himself. Since that was the case, he would have to have someone watch that ship, and he suspected that Bullet of the Justice Friends would be perfect for it. Or even Phan-Tone. Yes, Phan-Tone would be perfect to send, he mused as he brought up the communications for the team's HQ.
Seatttle, Washington
Admiral Yuy looked on as he saw the familiar city now in view. This wasn't a sightseeing mission like last time however. Now they were to find and capture some Grimm. Alive no less. He frowned to himself. It was rare Grimm attacked cities, so the crew would most likely have to go into the woods.
Looking around, he saw the woods outside the city, but again, there were too many people around at times. He frowned to himself at that. "We may have to go undercover if Grimm show up." Admiral Yuy said as Commander White looked at him.
"I know, sir." She said. "But wouldn't we stand out because we don't have Auras or Semblances?" She then pointed at her sidearm. "And our weapons don't use Dust either."
A sigh escaped the Admiral. "Yes, those are good reasons for concern, but rest assured, we know what we are doing as well."
Commander White had to admit he did have a point. "True..." She conceded. "But I still say we should be alert in case anyone gets suspicious of us."
Her superior nodded in agreement. "I agree." He said. "But again, the mission is important as well."
"But in the long term?" Commander White pressed.
"Your lives are more important than the mission." Admiral Yuy admitted at last.
"The Secretary General will understand if the mission takes second place to our lives." Commander White assured him. "After all, he said it himself."
A nod from the admiral signified that he knew of that as well. It was only because of the Decade of Division that the planet's leaders put lives first and foremost nowadays.
"Still, this mission is of the utmost importance and we need to capture at least two or more Grimm." Admiral Yuy admitted. "The future of our universe and its safety rides on this."
"Sir, we're prepared to submerge." Neumann said as Admiral Yuy gave him a nod.
"Then submerge the ship." He ordered.
The white ship descended below the waves as it had after their arrival some weeks earlier. Now it was out of sight, just like the phantom it was rumored to be...
GrimmFall
Unbeknownst to Mayor Sebben, the two infiltrators in GrimmFall were going about their normal lives, or so it seemed. In reality, each of them was trying to gather information on Satyra and those involved with them.
Akira looked over the information before him on the terrorist group. He had hacked into the Skyweb and was now searching out the information that his unit needed. As it was, he had already found a bunch of information, but what they were lacking was the information on the group's leader, only called His Eminence.
That name made this particular individual dangerous since no one, not even them, knew who they were, or even if this individual was male or female. There were no images of said person either, and he wanted to see what could be found, if anything existed. 'Then again, a name can only have power if the person is unknown in terms of looks and gender.' Akira mused as he moved to a new website for information, a government database this time.
The black-haired young man took no time in hacking in, and soon, he had found a slew of information that most would not know of. He smirked to himself. His hands flew over the keyboard before he began to download said information for his unit. 'Maybe we can use the information on the major business leaders here to determine any potential connections to the leader of Satyra.' He gave a snort at that idea. 'Yeah, like that would fly with IEPA...'
Akira looked long and hard before he found a few dead ends, but there were also a few leads that looked somewhat promising. He was still unsure about those leads because it was hard to determine if they would be fruitful or not. A snort escaped him again. After all, the only one who could determine if a lead was useful or not was himself.
Just then, his com-unit beeped. A small hand-held unit, it looked like an old flip-phone, but it had a powerful processor that tracked the holder's position as well as allowed communications when in use. While he and the rest of his unit mates all had those, they could get lost in battle or destroyed, which was where the ZSIDS chips located in their backs came in. When a unit member was lost without their com-unit, that was when the chip allowed them to be found.
Akira flipped the unit open, and up came Flay's image. "Find anything useful?" She asked as he nodded.
"Yeah, a few things, but others were dead ends." He replied as her image frowned.
"What did you find?" The red-head asked as Akira frowned while looking over the information before him again.
"A few leads on potential connections to the leader of Satyra, whom no one knows anything about, not even their name, race, or gender." Akira explained. "Trying to find information on this particular individual is like trying to find a needle in a haystack in a darkened bunker room." He then sighed as Flay's image's eyes widened. "Yeah...it's that hard."
She whistled in amazement, but she also knew that it meant the unit's skills would be put to the ultimate test when it came to finding this person...or Faunus. "We have our work cut out for us this time." She said as Akira nodded.
"Yeah, and we may as well just outright say we will have a real hell of a time finding this leader." The black-haired pilot replied. "As it stands, those who have connections to him have never seen this individual, and when they hear this being speak, a voice changer is always in use, or so it is speculated." He continued as he typed away at his laptop's keys on the keyboard. "With that in mind, we will have to be extra careful and alert for anything that could point us to their identity."
"Why extra careful?" Flay's image asked as Akira looked back up at it.
"Fiona, we are up against a terrorist group that has connections in every business here. This is not like Blue Cosmos and LOGOs, where the former was a front for the latter. No, this is one group that is on the scale of LOGOs, but doing things like Blue Cosmos." Akira explained as he stopped his typing. "As such, they may know who is on to them and who is not. If anyone comes on to them, then we can only assume, possibly with a high degree of certainty, that those people just...'disappear', so to speak."
Hearing that made Flay's image look like it had paled. "Then...shouldn't we be staying away from such a group?"
"No." Akira replied. "We have a duty to take them out, and let's just say because we have no records of being born here, then we can hide easily. And with our disguises, we will look like average citizens here."
While it did reassure Flay, it still made her worried nonetheless. As long as they were here, there was a chance of being found out anyway, just not in the way the terrorist group would expect.
"Anyway, what did you find?" Akira asked with a smirk.
Flay's image sighed. "Not much like you, but I did find a few things, no matter how small."
"Anything would be useful right about now." Akira agreed with a sigh.
"Anyway, I found out a bit about the Faunus rights movement, and it seems similar to our Coordinator rights movement, but instead of Coordinators committing terrorist acts, it was the Naturals who did it with the Coordinators as the victims while here it is the Faunus who are doing the terrorist acts and the humans who are the targets." Flay's image replied. "And in retrospect, I am glad it was the Naturals in our dimension who did the terrorist acts instead of Coordinators. Things could have gone very badly if it was the other way around."
"That aside, what is similar?" Akira pressed.
"Well, the Faunus were denied their rights and began to protest for them peacefully, but it didn't quite work out in many nations while in others it did." Flay's image continued. "But because the Faunus were still denied their rights in many nations, that is where Satyra came into existence."
"So, by using terrorist tactics, Satyra thinks they can get the Faunus their rights?" Akira snorted. "What a load of slag." It wasn't very often he swore in Cybertronian, but when he did, he was pissed off. Then again, being a member of the Cybertronian Empire in their universe had that effect, so it was natural for the alien swears to become accepted as part of Earth's languages.
"Agreed." Flay's image said in agreement. "In fact, it has only made relations between the Faunus and humans worse instead of better like they intended."
"I can see how that would backfire in their faces." Akira agreed. "And it only spurs them on to continue such activities, making relations worse and worse until they break down completely, and then the Faunus would possibly rise up and depose the humans as the rulers of the world, with the humans becoming the inferior race without their rights recognized."
At those words, both pilots had their eyes widen in shock. "Alex...you don't think...?" Flay began as Akira shook his head.
"I may be wrong, and I hope to Primus and God that I am, but in case I am not, then that could be their agenda." The other pilot replied.
As it stood, he was fairly certain he was wrong, but one never knew when it came to certain things like that.
The com-unit went dead and Akira flipped it closed. He sighed to himself as he ran a hand through his black hair. Why was it that his unit always got involved with political strife between two races? He could remember the Titans Conflict as well as between the Innovators and humans in the 00 War. And the SEED-Wing War was even worse, not that he wanted to remember that anyway. Akira opened his eyes again as he looked back up at the world around him, seeing humans and Faunus walking around, going about their normal lives. There were even Mobians who were doing the same, but without much strife between them and the other two races.
In his mind's eye, he could imagine a world where Faunus, humans, and Mobians ran around in peace, never distrusting one another based on race or genetics even. However, reality was often far different from what was imagined, and he knew that all too well. Hell, it took two wars that could have wiped out humanity for them to come to their senses about the issues between Coordinators and Naturals.
Akira sighed again as he shut down his laptop and stood up, going to meet up with Flay at the hotel they were staying at. Perhaps she had some more information that could be of use...
The Archangel returns to GF-007 after the ship of Saber Convoy is nearly sucked in, and Akira and Flay dig around for information on Satyra's leader. But can they uncover anything of use? And what about the Digimon in this place? Will they ever reunite with their friends? Read on to find out~! :3