The disguised angel walked animatedly in the halls of the Lost Light. His humor was cheerful and hummed a subject he heard before moving on to this reality. The body of the white mech was swinging happily down the corridor, thinking about his encounter with Overlord, it was not a bad encounter. The ex-Decepticon showed some interest in him despite not having a reason to live, that encouraged him a lot, showed his ability to manipulate others. As he moved happily, he noticed that the corridors were silent and quiet. Was the Sparkeater destroyed? The angel kept walking to find a crew member.
'Where will everyone be?' Balthazar thought. Had they already taken off again and caught the Sparkeater on the wall?
"Whirl! Whirl! Let me in! This is not funny anymore!"
The white mech stopped at the beginning of the corridor, and a mech of poor colors was observed frantically touching a door. Clearly his and Whirl's. Balthazar recognized this moment, it was when the Sparkeater would swallow the spark of that mech. In fact, it was not important to Balthazar, he was a minor minor character, it was not worth saving him. Oh wait...
"... I'm already in trouble for lying to enter the Ethics Committee!" The blue visor mech heard a few steps and clicks very close "Wait ..." he turned to look for the noise "I think I heard something"
Then he froze. The mech of yellow and white was shocked, his vocalizer failed in fear. His image reflected by the predator that was very close to him with clear intentions to kill him. His processor shouted at him to run, however, fear devoured him completely. He knew he was going to die, it was too late to scream and run, the rotten and huge beast in front of him would tear him apart before he tried to ask for help.
"Watch out!"
The body of the yellow mech was unexpectedly pulled backwards by an invisible force, and his body collided with a pair of arms that held him down. His head turned to see who these soft clawed hands belonged to, and he found himself observing a mech of similar size to him. His face was the most beautiful thing he ever saw, with a soft smile and a pair of gold optics that reflected something more intense than death.
Life
"You're good?"
The mech's processor was still trying to process what happened, so he just nodded as his body trembled. The mech's hands released him and he faced him. At that moment he remembered the great beast with tentacles that almost killed him.
"Animus, no?" Asked the mech of a very slender and bright body. "Get behind me, I will protect you"
Animus was still trembling with fear and shock, almost dying but was saved by this very handsome mech of a ... Was that a Sparkeater ?! And how was it that his body was magnetized backwards !?
Balthazar smiled confidently, it felt good to protect someone else. It made him feel superior and stronger, not that he cared about the welfare of this useless can, but that it would show him how great he was. Soon the Lost Light would recognize him as Balthazar, the legend of the Cybertronians. His ego swelled at that thought. Then his attention turned to the horrifying thing in front of him, The Sparkeater stood motionless in his place, watching him and clicking his tongue, letting out gurgles and seemed almost hypnotized. Balthazar cocked his head, and did not understand the behavior of the monster, tried to think of all the information that Rodimus and others spoke of this monster, and remembered something that managed to explain his behavior. The Sparkeater ran after the brightest spark of the ship, but it remained viendoló hypnotized.
Then the Sparkeater feels that he is the most exquisite sandwich he has ever seen.
Balthazar's smile falters. This beast was supposed to go after Rung, but apparently decided to go after him now. Balthazar would kill him with just snapping his fingers or send him flying with his telequinesis, but with Animus present, he had to act humbler and try to stop the monster by himself.
It almost made him feel like a Hunter
So from his hip he drew the handle of a sword, and aimed it at the beast. The weapon then came to life and a sheet of silver light came out. A design very similar to Windblade's. He heard a faint wail behind and the quivering voice of Animus.
"Y-you will not think to face it, n-no?"
Balthazar smiled at the Sparkeater, who began to take a few steps toward him. The angel took another step.
"Listen, Animus, back off slowly and when he attacks, run as fast as you can" Balthazar said. The beast was now approaching faster and Animus seemed to drown with his words "NOW!"
The monster lunged forward and swung its sword to cut a couple of its tentacles. He took an elegant turn to avoid the other tentacles and when he did, he saw that Animus was still there, petrified, stupid mech.
"AHH!" Balthazar let out a warrior's shout and remembered the days in which he formed a team with Castiel and Uriel, remembered the hard battles he faced against the demons and the way in which Balthazar annihilated them. A big smile appeared on his face, and he finished cutting the other two tentacles to the Sparkeater.
The monster rurred with fury at his severed limbs, now attacking with its long claws towards the sandwich in front of him. He never saw anything like it, not only did he not seem to have a spark, but that all of this great sandwich was edible. It was completely made of spark! It was the brightest and biggest spark I've ever seen!
Balthazar dropped his sword and grabbed the monster's big hand and pulled it hard, the Sparkeater was thrown forward and suddenly a blow crashed into his face. The monster screamed in pain and opened its biggest mouth to try to attract from that distance some of that delicious spark. Balthazar grunted when he saw that the mutated mech opened its mouth and tried to eat it. He turned back and kicked the monster's jaw, as he did so, he picked up his sword from the ground and jumped to finally decapitate the Sparkeater when he staggered backward. Balthazar landed gracefully on his knee with his sword on his back and all the Sparkeater's blood splashing everywhere.
Animus fell to the ground feeling that his knees could no longer keep him standing. He dropped his mouth and his optics opened in total shock. Did this mech defeat a monster like this? Did he just kill a Sparkeater? Who was this mech? What was this mech?
"Who are you?"
"I'm Balthazar"
The elegant mech stood up and put away his sword. The angel approached the corpse of the monster and knelt before it, to observe it closely. Until now it did not explode, it meant it had not hit a spark, so Balthazar could do his thing.
The mech put his hands in front of the corpse and a soft blue light came out of the palm of his servos. Other brightness corresponded to his light and the Sparkeater's chest opened to reveal two blue sparks. Balthazar was very surprised to see that the sparks now looked a lot like human souls. The angel thought if maybe he could send the sparks of the Duobot to heaven ...
"But what junk ...!?" A sudden scream almost made him let go of the sparks
Balthazar turned and saw Whirl standing in the entrance to his room. His body trembled with his blinking optics to see what was happening. The angel could not help but give the helicopter a big smile.
"Animus !? Would you mind explaining why there is a corpse of the ugliest mech that I have seen in my life? And why a mech that holds sparks is smiling at me? Why is it a smile?" Animus, Animus ! " The helicopter screamed and searched for his roommate. He found him in the background unconscious.
"But what...!?"
Balthazar heard another cry and saw other mechs appear from the corner of the corridor. Everyone in shock to see the Sparkeater's corpse, and Balthazar kneeling with sparks floating in his hands. Ultra Magnus looked confused and annoyed that he did not know what the hell happened, Trailbreaker was with his mouth open that slowly transformed into a big smile, and Red Alert seemed more in shock and incredulous. Balthazar smiled to himself, this scene would only serve to start his reputation on the ship, for better or worse he would become known, in addition he fulfilled his main objective:
Frustrate Rodimus' plan
The clandestine Bar Swerve was cheerful despite only fifteen mech that occupied the place. All of them talking about the same thing, the Sparkeater Insider and the Savior of the sword.
"I'm serious, I was not afraid at any time and when he attacked! He smiled! I was enjoying fighting the Sparkeater!" Animus exclaimed as he moved his hands trying to gesticulate the moment.
A group of mech were surrounding the mech who witnessed death closely. All of them interested what I should tell about the monster that invaded the Lost Light, since some had not had luck? To see him being safe in his rooms.
"Did he really cut his tentacles?" Asked a mech with his drink in his hands.
Animus nodded fiercely "That's right! He drew a sword and with it he began to fight without fear or pity! He even hit the monster and broke the jaw that ate our sparks!"
Another mech of the group looked at him with suspicion "Oh yes?" What else? Are you going to tell me that he could also control objects with his mind and saved you that way? "He asked mockingly." Please guys, it's Animus who speaks, the mech who would say Optimus Prime sings the Decepticon Anthem. "
Animus seemed upset and many of the mech laughed at him. "I'm not lying this time, Whirl was there!"
"Do not get me, I came when I took the Sparkeater sparks" he heard the voice of the Wrecker in the background.
"You see it!" Animus shouted exasperatedly. "Why do you think he's not here telling his feat himself!" It's because Ultra Magnus and the other captains are questioning him! "
"Ha! You have to be a great idiot to believe Whirl too!" The mech said and many supported him.
"And would you believe in me?"
All the mech, even those at the bar with Swerve turned to the voice. Animus opened its optics widely, the mech that saved it was in the entrance with its elegant frame and heroic air, everyone looked at it with surprise and curiosity, since, supposedly, this mech was the one who killed the Sparkeater and saved the ship. But he looked so bright and beautiful that he would not be able to handle a sword.
"You are-"
"Balthazar!" Animus shouted happily and ran to the white mech of golden optics.
The angel smiled at the mech that approached animatedly "Hi Animus, I see you're fine" he said kindly.
"Yes and all thanks to you! You saved all of us from the Sparkeater!" Exclaimed the mech excitedly. Balthazar rubbed the back of his head.
"I did not do much, I just cut it into pieces and then I decapitated the monster" He said trying to sound humble.
He felt a heavy footsteps approaching and a large mech stood in front of him. He seemed to study it and lowered his rudder to see it directly at the opticians. Balthazar stared at him and after a moment of tension, someone shouted
"Give yourself a kiss!"
"Shut up Whirl!" Growled the big mech and then turned his gaze to Balthazar. The biggest one got up "They said you killed the Sparkeater"
Balthazar tilted his head "Yes, I did"
"And that Rodimus does not stop to smoke of the furious thing that is by his interrupted plan"
Balthazar smiled "Oh yeah, I definitely did it"
The great war frame smiled broadly "Very well done, anyone who takes out Rodimus deserves a good drink"
Everyone at the bar shouted, raising their glasses as a sign of happiness and acceptance. Balthazar was surprised by this, he did not know that in the comic other minor characters disliked Rodimus, this made him feel a deep joy and joined his cry with a big triumphant smile, he would have a lot of fun with these mech.
Animus grabbed his hand "Come please, I'll invite you all the blessings you want!" He said happily guiding him to the bar "Take it as a 'Thank you for saving me' "
Balthazar smiled and approached the bar to sit next to Animus. Swerve received him smiling.
"So you're our current hero, the one who confronted a Sparkeater and killed him, huh?" The minibot said, "That's so great, maybe one day they'll make songs to your name, can you imagine, if they mention the bar where you drank it would make me very happy" The minibot raised his hand "I'm Swerve, by the way"
The angel smiled at him "Balthazar" He said taking his hand.
"Balthazar, I never heard a name like that. Are you sure it's Cybertronian?" Swerve asked. "Or is it some kind of invented word, I think today they are very popular names"
Animus got a little impatient "Em..Swerve, please serve us two high grade"
"Oh yes, in a second!" The minibot moved away to bring the drinks.
Balthazar felt a claw on his shoulder and collided with the antenna of Whirl's head "Hey, Hey Chispita!" The cheerful helicopter said, stinking to a high degree, clearly drunk. "We meet again"
Animus rolled his eyes "Whirl, do not bother him"
"Oh, it does not bother me" Balthazar said while Whirl balanced it. He loved the company of the mech, this would be the first step to be friends.
"You already heard dwarf, here the only one that bothers you and your cowardice" mocked the helicopter.
Animus growled at him and Whirl laughed. Balthazar thought that these two shared a past and was surprised that the only one who did not intimidate and feel uncomfortable next to the helicopter is someone like Animus.
"So, how does it feel to be a celebrity like me?" Whirl asked playing with the antennas of his audio, tickled him.
"Please ..." Muttered Animus
Balthazar laughed "It feels good?" He said softly. Demons felt great, right now he was talking to his favorite characters and they became friends with him. Balthazar never felt better.
"Here they are, two of high grade with a new mix" Said Swerve placing two glasses in front of the mechs "I'll let you baptize him for saving us"
"I'll call him Whirl!" Said the helicopter
"You do not, Whirl"
Balthazar observed in the blue drink in front of him and thought of a name for this space alcohol "Ugh ..." A word passed through his mind "Uriel"
Swerve cocked his head "Uriel?" He smiled broadly "I like it! Good, two Uriel served"
Animus smiled broadly as he raised his glass. "And mine?" Whirl asked.
"You did not ask for it, Whirl"
"I did Swerve. Give me mine now!" Whirl screamed, apparently had gone to the stage of aggressive drunk at this point.
"Whoa, Whoa, Tranquil! Swerve, could you bring us a Uriel for Whirl? I pay," Balthazar said, lowering the shoulders of the green-blue mech.
Animus almost choked, "But if I pay for your drinks, I will not pay for Whirl's anymore!"
Balthazar laughed "No, I'll do it, do not worry, another day I'll pay for your drinks too"
Whirl hugged Balthazar "You start to fall well, sparks"
Swerve shrugged and went for the drink.
"Thanks Whirl, I could not do anything less for a great Wrecker like you" He said praising it "I heard you faced about forty Decepticon by yourself"
Animus sighed "Do not encourage him, Balthazar"
"Not only were there forty, there was a Phase Sixer with them!" Whirl responded by moving abruptly and hitting Balthazar with his cabin.
Animus sighed again and looked at Balthazar who now closed his optician who was hit by the cabin "What happened to Ultra Magnus and the rest?" He asked, he was curious what happened after the captains took the swordsman with them.
"They interrogated me from left to right, in the end I had to confess that it was an ...Outlier " He said feigning embarrassment. Whirl pulled him away from him and held him to stare at him.
"Really! That's unfortunate and great! What was your superpower?" He asked with his curved optics that Balthazar took as a smile. Animus moved closer to Balthazar with interest.
"Is it something related to magnetism?" He asked remembering how he was dragged back out of nowhere.
Balthazar denied "It's called Telequinesis" he moved gently away from Whirl and took a sip from his glass "I can move objects with my mind- processor" he said smiling as his wings rose in joy.
Whirl hit her hard on the back "Great! How about a demonstration right now?"
Swerve left the Uriel on the table, but before getting into the conversation, other mech called him.
Balthazar smiled, and Whirl's glass floated all the way to the claws of the helicopter. Animus was not the only one to look at it, many mech saw it and were amazed.
"Woah, great!"
"How did you do that?"
"Can you do it again?"
"Is that the famous telequinesis?"
"Did you really defeat the Sparkeater alone?"
"Why do your wings move?"
And so it happened all night. Many mech approached to drink something with Balthazar, chatting, making bets, competing in drinking games, meeting the minor characters and even talking with Skids, the cheerful Trailbreaker, Chromedome and his talkative interviewer: Rewind. For the first time in many millennia, Balthazar felt comfortable with the others.
I wished that this moment would never end