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: SEED Factor
A unique ability to Dimension O-000, the Superior Evolutionary Element Decisive Factor, or SEED Factor, could be called a 'berserker' mode. Yet it is not. In fact, the user has control over their abilities instead of losing control. The SEED is considered a hyper-form of adrenaline, and it only occurs when a person has a sudden resolve to protect someone they care about. The user will then see a small seed-like object falling in their mind's eye, and it will then explode, allowing the user to see patterns otherwise missed.
Unlike the Newtype factor, where a person has enhanced spatial awareness, the SEED is more about precision, accuracy, and reaction time/reflexes. This is what makes Zero Squadron so dangerous, because they are about accuracy and precision. And it fits their style of fighting too.
"Sometimes what a person does tells a lot about them." TOM said as he closed the SEED Factor file. "For instance, trolls online can have nothing better to do, or they are just that disturbed. And then there are those who stand up to others like that. They should be admired, not feared, for they are taking a stance against an unseen foe, who hates it more than anything."
He then shook his head. "Those kinds of people are so small-minded and so insecure it's not even funny."
GrimmFall
Lowemon frowned as he saw one of the children acting all superior like she was deserving of being Major Glory's sidekick. But his thoughts were cut off when he saw the explosion and the incoming foes. He ran out to Major Glory's aid.
"You okay, Major?" The Digimon asked as he eyed the hero.
"Fine." Major Glory replied. "But it would appear we have unexpected guests."
"No need to remind me…" Lowemon muttered under his breath. He summoned his lance in a burst of darkness. He wasn't going to let Major Glory go down without back-up.
Seattle, Washington
Admiral Yuy perked up when he saw an explosion on the main monitor of the Archangel, located in the bridge. "We have live coverage from Independence Mall, where some unknown figures have just interrupted the Sidekick Challenge placed forth by Major Glory." The reporter said as the admiral frowned.
"Sir…what do we do?" 1st Lt. Amalfi asked as Admiral Yuy pursed his lips at that.
"We can't risk going." The commander replied at last. That made the rest of his unit look at him in shock.
"Then…what should we do? Just sit back and let others be hurt?!" Commander White snapped at him.
The admiral shook his head. "No. I mean we can't risk anyone else finding out about us since the leader of Satyra is no doubt actively looking for us." He clarified.
"But still-" Commander White's protest was cut off with a glare.
"No. We are staying put." Admiral Yuy growled out. "This is a mission the team on station there can handle."
Hearing that made Commander White stop her protests, but she was still worried. Just how would the team handle it…?
GrimmFall
Lt. Commander Nishikama growled to himself as he heard the explosion in the distance. As it was, he and Flay were too far to head over there. They lacked a car, and any transport headed there would be closed down. He looked back at the police cars headed there, with the Hunters and Huntresses right behind them.
Glancing at Flay, he looked at the backpack she wore, and at once, she knew what Akira meant. The two ran off and soon found a place to put on their white flight suits. Akira slipped his on as did Flay, and their clothes went into the backpacks, which they then slipped onto their backs. Once their helmets were on and sealed, the two pilots ran out and while a police car was starting its engine, the two found a place to hide. It was actually a police van, and an ambulance was next to it. Akira slipped onto the police van's top, using his suit's gecko boots, and Flay did the same with the ambulance, using her boots as well.
In no time, the two vehicles were headed towards the scene, with their two hidden passengers.
It took a while to get there, and when the vehicles arrived, Akira and Flay slipped off and ran over to hide near the rubble. Akira peered over the edge and growled to himself as his golden eyes, now revealed, narrowed beneath the grey glass faceplate. "I can't see through that smoke…" He growled over the com-line.
"Then how can we help?" Flay asked over the line.
"I don't know…" The black-haired pilot murmured. "But we can't just sit back." He reached down and pulled out his sidearm. "Get an explosive ready. We might need it…" He murmured
Flay reached into her sabotage-pouch and pulled out a small explosive stick, one that was small and could be stuck anywhere to blow remotely or even after a delay. It was metal and had a small blinking light on it that was green when unarmed and red when armed. "You think an energon-based C4 explosive would work?"
"If you think it's needed." Akira replied.
The two pilots then ran into the smoke, keeping out of sight. Akira hid behind some more rubble and aimed his sidearm at some massive shapes nearby. At least, the closest group, which was the intruders no doubt. His HUD, projected on his helmet's glass faceplate interior, showed the forms before him, but there was no real image to show through the smoke.
"Damn…" He muttered as he tried to aim at one of the forms. "I can't get a good lock…"
Flay frowned before she focused and tapped into her Newtype senses. "I think you should aim for the left foremost form." She said as she looked at him. "It's the closest one to you." As she said that, she took out her own sidearm and aimed it at the one nearest to her own form, the second to last one. However, because she was a SEED-type, or a SEED user with Newtype senses, she had an advantage against these guys in the smoke.
She aimed her weapon…and fired.
Unknown Location
Wing Saber landed with Arcee in his grasp, panting as he did so. "Okay…never fly so fast again…"
Arcee looked around as she realized they were no longer in the woods near the spacecraft. "Where are we?" She asked as Wing Saber gave her a look.
"You mean you don't know?" He asked as she shook her helm.
The flying mech sighed. "Great…Well, I guess I will be the one to tell you." He groaned. "We're in Quadrant Delta 4, which is far away from the spacecraft in Quadrant Alpha 1."
"Meaning?" Arcee pressed as Wing Saber groaned again.
"We're in the Midwest region of this nation." He explained bluntly. That made the pink femme pause.
"Oh." She looked down as they went silent for a bit before she spoke again. "So…um…how did you get here?"
The winged mech looked back at her. "Excuse me?"
"How did you get here, to this planet?" Arcee asked, curious now. "Because I didn't see a ship for you."
That made Wing Saber freeze up. How was he going to explain that one?! "Oh…Um…well, you see…That is kind of…"
"Kind of what?" Arcee asked.
"Hard to explain…" Wing Saber admitted. "Um…Let's just say I came as part of a crew and they are up in orbit right now."
"Oh?" The pink femme asked. "Then did you descend in a stasis pod?"
"We call them descent pods, but yeah, that's it." Wing Saber replied. "And my crewmates are just waiting for an unknown vessel up in orbit to leave before they can join me down here."
"So, who is your superior officer?" Arcee inquired.
"Wow. Curious much?" Wing Saber drawled as the pink femme went slightly pinker in the facial plating.
"You try being offline for several local stellar cycles and see how you like it!" Arcee snapped back.
Wing Saber chuckled at that. "Hey, I went through that myself." He revealed. "And I know it isn't pleasant." He added. "I was out for 100 stellar cycles before my crew and I were found."
Arcee blinked her pale blue optics. "Oh?"
"Yep." Wing Saber admitted as he looked up at the sky above. "We were looking for our superior officer, and well, when we crashed, we hadn't expected to wake to smaller organic lifeforms, humans, who had found us and repaired us."
"Humans repaired you?!" Arcee exclaimed. "But there's no sign of the humans here knowing of us!"
"Who said I was from your dimension?" Wing Saber said with a smirk. "I'm from a different dimension altogether!"
Arcee blinked before she reached up and touched the flying mech on his Autobot symbol on his chest plating. "But…you're the same as me."
"Uh uh." Wing Saber said. "Back home, every Cybertronian has differently colored optics. Everyone here has either red or blue. I looked through your ship's files, so that's how I know."
Arcee flashed her optics in a blink again. "So…your optics are…"
"Green." Wing Saber replied with a grin. "And many Autobots back home can fly."
The pink femme seemed to look nervous at that, but the mech just brushed it off with a grin again. "Okay…" She murmured to herself.
Seattle
Admiral Zala looked over each marked location of attacks for Satyra. They were all labeled on a screen before him and on the main map that was showing up on the main monitor of the screen in the pilot's lounge. So far, he was finding no pattern that was obvious, but a hidden one had begun to emerge.
"Every city attacked thus far has had Faunus rights movement gains at some point, or has had Faunus right supporters in it." He mused. "Like Australia. There was a city attacked there, and Faunus rights had made some gains there."
He then pointed at the map, muttering to himself. "And here…there was a group for Faunus rights, and thus the city was attacked…like back home, Chicago was a target…"
'What's more, each Faunus rights group in those cities has been made up of humans.' Admiral Zala thought to himself. 'It's like Satyra is afraid humans can be allies instead of just enemies.'
He made a note of that on his laptop, saving it to a shipboard server where all documents of the terrorist group could be stored.
The door hissed open, revealing Rear Admiral Joule. "What's up, Zala?"
"Just going over notes on the group of Satyra." Admiral Zala revealed at last as he sat back in his chair and ran a hand over his face tiredly. "And I think I found a pattern in the attacks."
"Really?" Rear Admiral Joule was surprised. "I thought those attacks were random."
"I thought so at first too." The admiral admitted. "But further research has revealed each city in question either made progress in the field of Faunus rights recognition, or had a group made up of humans that supported Faunus rights."
"So, you're saying that the group is out to ruin things for the Faunus race and bring the humans who support them down. Is that it?" The silver-haired rear admiral asked as Admiral Zala nodded.
"I am, Yzak." He revealed. "And I think it's because the terrorist group thinks that humans cannot be allies, or they are just afraid humans will turn all Faunus away from violent acts and behaviors in favor of being peaceful, and possibly so-called 'servants to the humans.'."
Rear Admiral Joule snorted. "Since when did you think like one of those nuts?"
"Since Heero taught us to think like the enemy so we can get more accurate intel on them for possible motives, etc." Admiral Zala shot back with a smirk.
His fellow pilot had to admit, that was a valid point.
"Well, regardless, we have our mission, and I think you made some serious headway on it." The rear admiral admitted.
"Yeah. And I think Heero will be glad to have as much data as we have found so far." Admiral Zala sighed.
"But it still doesn't tell us who His Eminence is!" Rear Admiral Joule shot back.
His fellow admiral had to admit, that was a good argument. "Yeah, I know. But we at least have made some headway, so if we can get information on this pattern, we can find out where there are places that will be targeted next." Admiral Zala pointed out.
"But can we monitor the entire planet?" His counterpart countered.
That made Admiral Zala freeze up. If they were to make any headway on where the next attack target would be, then they would need to bring the Celestial Being spaceship from their universe over to here, and that was not what they wanted to do.
'Unless…' Admiral Zala thought to himself. "We can tap into their satellite network here…"
"And risk getting caught? No thanks." Rear Admiral Joule countered.
Admiral Zala sighed. "What I mean, Yzak, is that we monitor their satellite transmissions for anything that could be related to Satyra."
"And that could take months to get even one thing that would be relevant to an attack!" Rear Admiral Joule groaned.
"Okay, I get it…" Admiral Zala sighed. Who knew Yzak could be so hard-headed at times…?
Dimension O-000
In Dimension O-000, the Secretary General of the United Earth Nations waited for a new transmission from the Ark, and when he got it, he was not impressed. "So…we have these Gems and this Plutarkian Confederation to worry about as well now…" He mused to himself. "This just keeps on getting better and better…"
Secretary General Willis looked up as he eyed the image of Saber Convoy. "You did well out there, considering you are taking a big risk."
"It's either this or we just get caught off-guard." The mech replied. "If anything, Admiral Yuy had the right idea of coming here and gathering intel."
The human just laughed at that. No matter what happened, it seemed Admiral Yuy inspired others to act on their own, and for the better. "True. That man has done more for our universe as a whole than he has for any other place."
"True." Saber Convoy admitted.
"We should still be cautious." Secretary General Willis said. "Anything can happen, as we already know."
A nod from the mech was his response before the screen went blank.
Leaning back in his seat, the male human could only wonder what awaited down the road…
Dimension GF-007
GrimmFall
Akira and Flay were now involved in the thick of things, but they had no idea as to who was who in this battle. All that the two infiltrators knew was that the group that broke in had to be enemies.
Flay's gunshot hit her form in the arm, prompting a howl of pain from it, and she gasped as the smoke finally began to clear. It revealed the intruders, and one of them was a woman with red hair in a bun, pale skin, and a rubber suit that was skin tight, revealing her curves. She also had on high-heeled boots and elbow length latex gloves. The others were some kind of person or robot, but she couldn't be too sure. The last one was a purple bear that had a brain attached to its head, and she shivered, sensing nothing but bad feelings from that being.
"Akira…" She murmured over their com-line. The line was encrypted so no one else could use it but them and the rest of their unit.
Akira's golden eyes narrowed as he saw that. "I see them!" He said in a hard tone. "But boy…are these people here nuts…"
"And this is coming from an inhabitant of a world that had two wars about genetics that nearly wiped out the human race?" Flay shot back with a growl.
"True…" Akira had to concede that was a valid counter. "But I meant with the brain on a bear thing…"
Flay snorted over the com-line before Akira aimed at the bear, but there were quite a few of the troops that came with the bear and woman in front of the bear, so he could not fire.
He growled to himself, keeping his sights on the bear in case one of the troops moved.
Just then, one of the troops whirled around and fired on where they were, and both pilots had to duck down to avoid getting hit. "Shit!" Akira swore. "How did they know we were here?!"
"How should I know?!" Flay shot back. "We were following protocol exactly! They shouldn't have known we were here!"
Before Akira could retort, he heard more gunfire and made sure to stay low to the ground. "And there are kids here too!"
As soon as he said that, both pilots realized their major issue here. "We have to move!" Flay said as Akira nodded. The mission was clear; they had to get the kids out of harm's way before they did anything else.
Getting to his feet, Akira stood up and fired on the troops before breaking into a run, jumping over the rubble to reach the child who had been exposed to the most danger: Elodie
Before she could protest, the blank-faced, white-wearing form that had appeared almost like a specter grabbed the child and jumped, only to land on the wall and run a ways before jumping off and landing on the floor once more.
"Let me go!" She demanded, aiming her bow and arrow at Akira, but he just snorted to himself and pulled the weapon out of her hands.
He held it in his free hand and gave a shake of his head before he finally reached a location where she could be set down safely. Once he set Elodie down, the pilot handed her weapon back before turning and pointing at the doors out. Then, he ran off without a glance back. While he had been doing that, Flay had already begun to get the other children away to safety. Akira reached her side and looked at her. "You need a hand?"
"Yes, please." She replied before the brain-wearing brain turned to face the two pilots.
"Well, what do we have here?" The brain spoke with a Mexican accent, surprising the two elite soldiers. "It seems we have some new enemies to get rid of. And what pathetic ones they are, relying on pitiful toys to get the upper hand."
Akira growled as Flay hissed between her teeth before both perked up as their sense of danger kicked in. Akira dove to the side while Flay grabbed a large piece of debris and used it as a shield against bullets.
From his spot on the ground, Akira picked up the same C4 stick Flay had dropped in her need to get a shield against the bullets. He saw a trooper get a sword out, and the blade shimmered with Dust that was yellow. Thinking fast, Akira threw the C4 stick as soon as he armed it. It latched into the sword and beeped twice before it gave a low tone and then blew up, taking out the blade and peppering the trooper with shrapnel.
Major Glory watched in surprise as these two white forms with blank faces appeared to help. Lowemon was also at a loss. They had just come from nowhere, and gotten the girl to safety before joining in with the combat.
"Do you know these two?" The Digimon asked as the hero shook his head.
"No. But whomever they are, they could get hurt." The major said at last. "I am worried about them."
True to his word, the two forms were soon pinned down, at least until one used an explosive device to take out a trooper's weapon. That trooper involved was dead in minutes.
Lowemon saw another approaching from the side and let loose one of his attacks. "Shadow Lance!" The blast of dark energy hit the trooper and threw them back.
The two pilots stared down the brain on the bear, unsure of what to make of this. Akira wanted to shoot the brain, but a hand on his sidearm told him no. It was Flay's.
"Don't." She said.
"Why?" He hissed back.
"That bear looks like it might ne a difficult opponent." The SEED-type replied.
Akira hissed under his breath before he looked back at the troopers, who were now focused on them. "SEED mode?"
"SEED mode." Flay agreed.
Focusing on the familiar feeling of fury, the two pilots saw their respective SEEDs spin in their minds before exploding with a red vertical ring around each. Their pupils shrank to pinpricks while their eyes glazed over. That was when the patterns began to show up to them both.
One trooper was shown making a move, and Akira saw what it was going to do. It was reaching for a grenade. Before the trooper could grab the charge, the pilot was in motion, using the benefits of the SEED to his advantage. His reaction time, already above that of a normal human's due to his Coordinator genetics, were even faster due to the SEED, and as such, he was able to grab the grenade and throw it away before the trooper could clutch it.
As he did that, Akira also kicked the trooper away from his person before pulling his gun and firing on another trooper.
With Flay, she was trying to hold her own against the woman, who had begun to fight her using martial arts. The woman threw a kick with her right leg while Flay blocked it with her left arm. The pilot then punched the woman in the side, the blow making the woman cough. Flay then backed up before the woman could punch her in the glass faceplate in retaliation, thus sparing the pilot's face from being revealed.
'Okay…she's good.' Flay admitted to herself. However, it wasn't just that. The woman was also wielding a weapon Flay had never seen before. The pilot kept her distance from her opponent, which wasn't that much of a surprise.
As Major Glory fought alongside Lowemon, the two were too busy to see the latest trooper aiming a weapon at the major. In response to this, Tina took action, jumping into the fray. She took out the trooper with a kick to the back, disabling the trooper long enough to knock them out.
Lowemon turned to face another trooper, slamming his lance into the person's chest, right between their lungs. "Nice try." The Digimon said before he looked at them. "But you won't get to anyone here!" With that, he spun his lance three times in his right hand before charging forwards again, his weapon seething with dark energy.
Unknown location
Wing Saber looked back at Arcee and spoke. "So…what were you doing on this planet?" He asked.
She looked back at him. "We cane to find our missing commander." She replied with a confused tone. "Why?"
"Reminds me of my own mission to find our missing commander." Wing Saber commented. "And I was just wondering."
There was another moment of silence before the winged mech spoke once more. "Um…so, what is your commander like?"
Arcee looked at Wing Saber with a look that had admiration in her blue optics. "Oh, he's considered the greatest of the Primes ever to come about!" She gushed. Wing Saber felt a sweat-drop run down the side of his helm at the apparent hero worship for this mech.
"Gee…is that so?" He muttered.
"Oh yes! He is so kind, devoted to peace and equality, and is a fearsome warrior who treats his troops like family!" Arcee gushed some more. Wing Saber sighed.
'Had I known she was a fan-girl, I wouldn't have asked that…' He thought to himself.
She then looked back at him. "What about your commander? Is he as great as the Prime, Optimus Prime?"
Wing Saber looked up at her with a grin. "Heh. Well, Saber might not be a Prime, but he's just as good as one."
"How so?" Arcee asked.
"Well, if you must know, Saber is what we call a Convoy, or a leader who can relate to the people." Wing Saber explained.
"So? Optimus does that too." Arcee said.
Wing Saber just laughed. "Yeah, but was your Prime just a normal mech who wasn't destined to be a Prime?"
Arcee cocked her helm in confusion. "What does that have to do with being a Prime?"
"Arcee, Saber is a Convoy. He's not 'chosen by destiny' or any of that scrap. He was picked to be a leader by the Matrix, not Primus or some other artifact of the Primes. And when I say the Matrix, I mean not the Creation Matrix the Primes use." Wing Saber clarified. "Well, in our universe that's how it works anyway."
Arcee blinked her optics in surprise. "Then, your universe has two Matrixes?" She asked as he nodded.
"Yep. And as for Saber Convoy himself, well, he's a leader who treats everyone on the same level as him, no matter who they are." Wing Saber continued. "He is also a skilled warrior who is terrifying in battle, and well, he is also for equality and peace. But Saber Convoy does not hesitate to do questionable things either if he has to."
The pink femme looked at him in surprise at that. "Oh? Your commander would do that? Even going as far as branding any Decepticon he sees?"
Wing Saber looked surprised at that. "What?! No!" He exclaimed. "I mean he would make questionable military tactical decisions, not morally questionable decisions!"
"Oh." Arcee looked down, a bit embarrassed at what she had just said.
Wing Saber sighed as he put a hand to his facial plating. "Look, Saber Convoy might do questionable things yes, but he would never do anything morally questionable. Branding is one of those things." He said at last. "In fact, when someone suggested that, Saber Convoy held his sword to the senator's throat, threatening to take him apart if he suggested that or something else like it again."
Arcee looked surprised and appalled. "You mean he threatened the Senate?!" She exclaimed. "Isn't that what makes him a threat?!"
"Arcee, if he didn't have the golden optics of a Convoy, then Saber would have been labeled as a traitor. The golden optics means a Golden Age is inevitable. That is why the Convoys in our dimension are hailed as the greatest leaders out there. The Primes and the Council can't recreate those Golden Ages." Wing Saber said seriously.
"Why?" Arcee questioned, curious now.
Wing Saber shrugged. "No one knows. Some think it is because the Primes are bred by the Council to become Primes, others think it is because the Council can't stand the fact that they don't have the complete love of the people, etc." He replied. "All Cybertronians agree that although some might not like the Convoy leadership, they can't deny that the Convoy reign is one of the most peaceful and prosperous out there."
Arcee looked down again. "I see…" She murmured to herself.
Wing Saber sighed once more. "Look Arcee, I don't mean any disrespect to your Prime, but my experience with Primes in power…has not been good. Actually, all of Cybertron has had issues with a Prime in power. Many were good yes, but a few were…less than ideal…"
"How so?" The pink femme asked as she looked up.
"A few corrupt Primes, and one who did nothing while he was in power, save for trying to woo the femmes and branding all Decepticons he met." Wing Saber hissed back. "I was just a sparkling at the time, and I nearly got branded as a Decepticon all because I had wings. Thankfully, that Prime was murdered by those who disliked him, and while they went to jail for it, the planet was free from that Prime. That was when Optimus Convoy, Saber's predecessor, came to power and repaired the rift to the extent there wouldn't be a civil war."
Arcee was not sure how to react to this. "Oh…"
Wing Saber sighed again. "Arcee, I just need some time to myself for a while." He said at last. "Why don't you get some recharge? I will take first watch."
Surprised at this, the femme still did as he asked, going into recharge as he watched over their small campsite.
The Sidekick Challenge is attacked and two of Zero Squadron get involved while Wing Saber talks to Arcee to learn more information. Can Akira and Flay defend Major Glory's event? And what of Chicago? What is going on there? Read on to find out~! :3