Alright, we're here with chapter 2! No reviews yet, but that's ok! It's just the beginning after all!
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Shall we continue?
-Chapter 2: Darkness Rising Part 2-
Deep within the caverns of a rather generous Decepticon Energon Mine, we find many Decepticon drones and some Battle Droids harvesting as much of the pretty blue crystals as they could get their hands on. Observing from panels up above said drones and droids were none other than Megatron, Ivy, and Starscream.
"Of all the Energon deposits we have located while you were away, Lord Megatron, this one, by far, is the most significant," Starscream boasted proudly to his master.
"The drones and droids have been mining without pause during your absence and have massed quite a stockpile, father," Ivy said, rather eager to please her father. "I found this one myself."
"You there! Fetch me a sample!" Starscream demanded of a nearby drone.
"Starscream! Now that I have returned, I shall issue the commands," Megatron proclaimed.
"Yes, of course father," Ivy said with a quick bow of her head.
Starscream looked at her with a raised optic ridge. Nerves seemed to roll off of Ivy in waves. When she became temporary leader when Megatron left she had been ecstatic to prove to her father that she could be the best option as heir to the Decepticons, of course, she was only thirteen at the time… Something changed now that Megatron had returned.
"Then as your greatful daughter, shall I ready the space bridge to bring forth the Decepticon Army you have surely gathered during your three years in space?" Ivy offered.
"My army will come, my daughter. But my time away has yielded a more…intriguing means of materialising them. The solidified form of the matter the Ancient Texts refer to as the Blood of Unicron," Megatron announced as he held up the flaming violet crystal for both Starscream and Ivy to see.
"Unicron the Destroyer?" The two gasped.
"But it is said that his blood is the anti-spark," Starscream added.
"Plucked from Cosmic Shores. Gaze upon Dark Energon," Megatron said.
"Legend tells that it holds the power to revive the dead," Ivy recalled.
"We require only a cadaver to be certain," Megatron nodded before turning to Starscream, "Are you willing to make the ultimate sacrifice?"
If Starscream was capable of paling he most certainly would have. "That may not be necessary. If I may, Lord Megatron…"
He gestured to the body of the fallen Cliffjumper, as Decepticon drones brought him down on an electronic hovering stretcher. The stretcher was brought forth to the three, and Ivy suppressed a small gasp.
"You kept him?" She hissed from behind her gloved hand.
Starscream simply chuckled as he presented the dead Autobot. "Consider it a homecoming present."
Now we find ourselves in a desert near Jasper, Nevada, where Autobot/Jedi Outpost Omega One was hidden to the average human eye.
"And since you now know of our existence, I fear that as of last night, the Decepticons know of yours," Optimus explained to Jack, Miko and Raf.
"Which means you can also assume that the Separatists know about you too," Anakin shrugged.
"Got it. If we spot anything strange, call 911," Jack summarized.
"If only it were that simple, kid," Rex said.
"Can we go now?" Jack asked.
"Are you insane? I'm living a dream here in Botswana! And I'm not gonna allow you or anyone else to shatter it!" Miko glared.
"It is best that you three remain under our watch. At least, until we can determine our enemy's intentions," Optimus interrupted the little stare off between Jack and Miko.
"Optimus, with all due respect, the human children are in as much danger here as anywhere," Ratchet warned Optimus.
"Children?" Jack whispered in slight offense.
"They have no protective shell and if they go underfoot, they will go... Squish," Ratchet lifted his foot and stepped forward as if to make a point.
"Simple, Ratchet, we must watch where we step, as we've been doing for years now," Optimus said just before alarms started to go off.
"What's that?" Jack nervously asked.
"Proximity sensor. Someone's up top," Cody replied as he crossed his arms.
"It's Agent Fowler," Ratchet announced as he checked the security screens.
Ahsoka made a sound that was similar to a snort. "Here we go again."
"I thought we were the only humans who knew about you guys," Jack frowned.
"Special Agent Fowler is our designated liaison to the outside world. And he tends to visit when there are…issues, it may be best if you do not meet him at this time," Optimus advised, earning a nod in agreement from Obi-Wan.
Ark and Anika helped Jack, Miko, and Raf find a suitable hiding place just before the elevator doors opened to reveal a very angry looking Special Agent William Fowler.
"7 wrecks. 34 fender-benders. A 3-hour traffic jam. And a particular note: numerous reports of a speeding motorcycle of unknown make," Fowler began listing his complaints as he walked further into the base. A few members of Team Jedi stepped out of his way as he made a beeline for Optimus.
"Whoops…" Arcee muttered.
"And a black and yellow custom muscle car also speeding. So anything you'd like to get off your tin chest, Prime?" Fowler demanded.
"We have the situation under control, Agent Fowler," Anakin tried to reassure the agent.
"They're back, aren't there?" Fowler questioned in realization.
"If you're referring to the Decepticons, we have doubts they ever left. Earth is much too valuable," Optimus answered.
"Then it's time to wake up the Pentagon," Fowler proclaimed.
"Hear me, Agent Fowler. We are the best – possibly, your only – defence against the Decepticon Threat," Optimus retorted.
"Says you," Fowler shot back.
"Hey, fleshy! Did anyone get splattered on that freeway? Team Prime knows when to use force. And how much to use," Bulkhead interrupted as he grabbed one of Ratchet's tools, ripped it off the console and crushed it, much to Ratchet's annoyance.
"BULKHEAD! I NEEDED THAT!" Ratchet shouted.
"Enough!" Optimus snapped before turning his attention to Fowler, "Military involvement will result in catastrophe. Perhaps you can condone widespread human casualties, Agent Fowler. We, however, cannot."
"Then do us all a favor and handle this, Prime. under the radar," Fowler requested before leaving, "Or I will."
"Pretty big bearings for a human," Bulkhead remarked.
"Agent Fowler is concerned for his world, Bulkhead. As he should be," Optimus told him.
"Let us see if power born of darkness can reignite the spark," Megatron proclaimed before plunging the shard of Dark Energon into Cliffjumpers chest.
Starscream and Ivy slowly backed away as they saw the shard shine brightly and slowly disappear into Cliffjumper's chest as his spark was reignited. They watched in slight horror as his circuits began to glow a bright purple color, his optics turning from blue to violet, and instead of words he hissed like a zombie from the Walking Dead. With his newfound strength, Cliffjumper broke free of the holds pinning him to the stretcher. The Decepticons nearby activated their guns, ready to shoot the zombie Autobot in the case of him attempting an escape while the battle droids ran away screaming. Cliffjumper did escape, and he tackled one drone to the ground and started beating the life out of him. Ivy couldn't help but be terrified of Cliffjumper not that she would admit it in front of her father. Megatron watched on pleased with the results of the Resurrection caused by the Dark Energon.
"That's your plan? Bring Autobots back from the dead to attack us?" Starscream screeched.
Ivy trembled slightly as she back up until her back hit her father's leg. "F-Father, are you absolutely certain about this?"
Megatron bent down and picked his daughter up. "That is no longer an Autobot. Just a mindless beast. It's only instinct is to destroy anything in its path."
Suddenly the zombiebot that was Cliffjumper charged at Megatron and his daughter. Ivy let out a little yell as she launched her lighting at him out of panic. It held him back for a few moments until Megatron cut him in half.
"See, Starscream? Rise the indestructible seed of my army. The ultimate weapon," Megatron proclaimed as he kicked Cliffjumper back down towards the mine, "Once we learn to control it."
Ivy took a moment took control herself. "My apologies, I let my guard down…"
Megatron looked back at his daughter. "You're young and will learn better with more time and practice." He looked around. "As I've seen, the ship is still in one piece and you've collected the most Energon we've been able to find. You've done well, Ivy, there was no reason to be nervous."
Ivy's red eyes widened in shock. "You knew about that!?"
"Soundwave sees and hears everything."
Ratchet watched the screen before him in confusion and frustration. What he saw couldn't even be possible in the slightest.
"Blasted Earth tech!" Ratchet cursed, catching everyone's attention. "Cliffjumper's life signal popped back online!"
"Who's Cliffjumper?" Miko asked.
"He was an Autobot, earlier yesterday he was out patrolling for Energon when he was ambushed by the Decepticons, we can only assume the worst happened as his life signal went offline…" Ark explained with a glance at Arcee. While the Jedi weren't allowed to form connections such as family or loved ones, the Autobots were free to do as they please, and losing a fellow Autobot left the others with heavy emotions.
Jack blinked and turned to Alora. "Wait a minute, is that who you were talking about yesterday?"
Alora nodded silently as she stared at the screen displaying Cliffjumper"s signal. Something didn't seem right...
"How is this possible?" Optimus asked.
"It isn't. Another bug. The system's chock full of them," Ratchet grumbled.
"If there's any chance Cliff's alive," Ahsoka trailed off.
"Ratchet, prepare sick bay. We may need it," Optimus remarked as he came to a decision.
"Anyway we can help?" Anika asked.
"Yeah, let us be a distraction or something!" Ahsoka said.
Obi-Wan and Anakin both shook their heads with small smirks. The Padawans always seemed to be itching for a chance to jump into action, whether it was against the Separatists or the Decepticons.
"Perhaps we should sit this one out, young one, we wouldn't want to leave our guests alone and confused," Obi-Wan said, placing his hand on Anika's shoulder.
Anika thought about it before giving a nod. "Yes, I understand, of course Master Kenobi."
"Hey! What can we do?" Miko asked.
"Remain with Ratchet and the Jedi," was the answer that came from Optimus.
"Aw…," both Miko and Ratchet moaned in disappointment as the GroundBridge was activated.
"Autobots, roll out!" Optimus instructed as they transformed into their vehicle modes and they rolled out into the GroundBridge.
"What just happened?" Jack asked worriedly.
"I transported them to the designated coordinates via the GroundBridge," Ratchet answered.
"What's a GroundBridge?" Raf questioned.
"A scaled-down version of Space Bridge Technology," Ratchet explained with an annoyed sigh before continuing. "Since we don't possess the means or Energon required for intergalactic travel."
"We'd help, but we don't have ships available to carry the 'Bot's out of here," Ahsoka said.
"You're stuck here on Earth…" Jack said.
"With the likes of you, yes. But I constructed the GroundBridge to enable travel from here to anywhere on your planet," Ratchet explained proudly.
"Does it work for humans?" Raf asked in complete fascination.
"Naturally," Ratchet nodded.
"You mean we could just shoot on over and visit my parents in Tokyo?" Miko questioned.
"Within moments. In fact, allow me to send you there immediately. All three of you," Ratchet offered with some hope.
"Watch it, Ratchet," Anika warned.
The GroundBridge arrived in the Decepticon Energon Mine and coming out of it were Optimus, Arcee, Bumblebee and Bulkhead. Immediately, they transformed and activated their guns in case they were attacked by Decepticons upon arrival. However, that's not the case, as the droids and drones were too distracted by the mining process to register that the Autobots were nearby.
"Energon mine," Bulkhead observed.
"Judging by its scale the Decepticons have been tunnelling here for some time," Optimus stated.
There was piles of rock nearby that made for a perfect hiding place. Upon quickly running behind them, each Autobot took a moment to observe their surroundings. Groups of drones and droids drilled away at crystals before sending them up and elevator like shaft to be stored in the warship. This could be simple or go very wrong. Hopefully it would be simple.
"Let's find Cliffjumper," Optimus proclaimed as they readied to fire.
At once, they all approached the Decepticon drones and Separatist droids. As soon as they did, a fire fight began. One Decepticon drove its drill in the Autobots direction until it got smashed in by Bulkhead and his wrecking ball. As they fired shots, they advanced, punting a few droids across the mine in the process. The desperation to find Cliffjumper before the Decepticons did something truly terrible to their friend pushed them to continue. To fight. To prove that the sensors back at home weren't lying to them, and that Cliffjumper was alive and well.
"What is this, anyway?" Miko asked as she went to touch a piece of machinery.
"Broken. Don't touch," was Ratchet's short reply, "Don't touch that either!" He wasn't even looking at them, how would he have known what she was going to touch?
"Is there anything in here we can touch?" Jack questioned.
"How come you're using human computers?" Raf asked as one of the computers went into system overload.
"It certainly isn't by choice. It was handed down from the previous tenants when we inherited this former missile silo. Ratchet and I make changes as we see fit," Anakin explained before even more computers went into system overload, earning an eye roll and a groan.
"I think I can fix that," Raf said, and went to plug his laptop into the control console.
"Really? You know this is complex technology, don't you? I mean, it isn't a child's toy," Ratchet laughed as Raf typed in some commands.
"Now try," Raf invited once he was finished.
Ratchet stared at the screens in shock as all the computers went back to normal. It was as if the system overload never happened, and, with a quick check from Anakin, all the files and data were still intact.
Ark chuckled. "Now that's talent!"
The first wave of enemies were nothing but piles of scrap metal when the Autobots were finished with them, but this was only the beginning. There was still the main parts of the mine to take care of.
Each Autobot transformed and began to drive as fast as they needed to make it over. Once in the next chamber they tried to take cover behind stacks of boxes.
Bulkhead whistled as he observed this portion of the mine. "Quite the operation."
However someone must have heard because almost immediately the fire fight began again.
"Blood of Unicron, how might I fathom the depths of your mystery? Become worthy of wielding your astonishing power?" Megatron asked the massive, glowing crystals of Dark Energon.
"Lord Megatron, intruders have been detected in the mines."
"Optimus?" Megatron asked hopefully.
"Indeed."
Ivy took this moment to put on a brace face and step forward. "Father, please, allow me to take care of this." The moment of weakness she had displayed in front of the warlord ate at her the more she thought about it. She needed, no, wanted to prove to her father that she was capable of handling these types of situations.
"Patience, Ivy. I need more time to prepare an appropriate reception for my old friend. Ready the ship for departure," Megatron instructed.
"But the Energon I've mined! The Autobots will seize it!"
"Then blow the mines!" Megatron snapped, making the sixteen year old girl flinch ever so slightly.
"Yes, father…," she said softly.
Megatron closed his optics and sighed. "Ivy. You have nothing to prove. I know how capable you are. No average child your age would have been able to run things the way you have these past few years. Now knock it off, and prepare for departure."
Ivy blinked in shock. She was almost certain that that was the most fatherly thing he had ever said to her. She shook her head clear and bowed. "Yes, father!"
Meanwhile, the fire fight was still going on, and throughout it each Autobot took special care to look for Cliffjumper until…
"It's Cliff. I have a visual," Arcee announced upon spotting the fallen Autobot.
"We'll cover you," Optimus reassured his close friend.
With a bit of driving and some fancy acrobatic skills, Arcee made her way to Cliffjumper only to find that Cliffjumper was no longer Cliffjumper.
Only the top part of his body remained. Surrounding the ground around him was a strange purple liquid, Dark Energon. Not that Arcee knew that at the time.
Suddenly, the enemy turned their fire on her making rocks fall on top of her. While she was trying to avoid the rocks, she suddenly noticed that the platforms were shaking and coming loose. One of them fell away, and Cliffjumper just so happened to be on it.
"Cliff!" She shouted as she dove for him, managing to grab his hand in time.
Optimus and the other Autobots continued providing her cover. However, even more rocks began crumbling down around them. The place was coming down, and evacuation needed to happen as soon as possible.
"Let's get you home, partner," Arcee said to him.
That was when Cliffjumper began growling and hissing at the two wheeler causing her to gasp in shock as she struggled to hold on to the zombiebot. Cliffjumper wriggled himself out of her grasp and plummeted down to the mines below. Optimus could only watch in vein as Cliffjumper fell into the caverns.
"Prime," Starscream rasped, drawing the Prime's attention to him and Ivy.
"Love to stick around. But… What can I say? I'm squeamish," Ivy remarked as she motioned for Starscream to drop the bomb. With the bomb activated, Starscream let it drop with a grin.
Once the bomb left his hand, he and Ivy jumped with practiced ease. He transformed as she landed in the cockpit, and they flew back to the ship above.
The bomb landed and began to violently beep.
Bulkhead's optics widened. "The joints gonna blow!" He yelled.
"Roll out!"
Immediately, everyone transformed and drove away as fast as they possibly could. Behind them, the bomb detonated, blowing up everything in its wake. The exploding Energon followed them as they drove, swallowing everything it came in contact with in plumes of blue fire.
"Ratchet! Bridge us back! Use the arrival coordinates, now!" Optimus ordered.
Before them the GroundBridge sprang to life, allowing the Autobots to return home, but also allowing the flames of the explosion to follow through.
Ratchet and the others turned to face the GroundBridge as they heard the explosions and the sound of the bots arriving. Once Optimus was out, Ratchet closed the GroundBridge, preventing the explosion to follow them in any further. Optimus transformed and backflipped away before landing at a stop.
"Whoa…" the three earthlings gasped.
"Cutting it kinda close. How about Cliffjumper?" Alora asked looking around.
The Autobots hung their heads in sadness, while Ratchet gave a quick shake of his head, having known it wouldn't end well.
Alora sighed. "I thought so…"
"What was that explosion? Can I come with next time?" Miko immediately began asking excitedly.
"Look," Arcee growled.
"Hey, hey, Miko. Let's go see what the teams hide in their sock drawers," Jack suggested as he guided Miko away.
"Seriously?" was all Miko asked.
"Arcee… What did you see?" Optimus gently asked his Second in Command.
"Not Cliff… At least not anymore," she began. "He was mutated. Butchered like something from those 'Con experiments during the war."
A wave of dizziness washed over Arcee, causing her to lose balance and fall over.
Bumblebee beeped in worry for his older sister as he stepped forward to help her up.
"I'm fine, Bee. Just dizzy," she said, waving him off and propping herself up on a box.
"Robots who get dizzy," Miko gasped.
"Robots with emotion," Raf added.
"Robots who can die," Jack realized.
Ratchet did a scan on Arcee. On her hand, the blue beam of light from the scanner turned red. Upon closer look, he noticed a strange purple liquid.
"What is this?" Ratchet asked out loud.
"Don't know. Cliff was covered in it. Leaking it," Arcee said, holding her head with her free hand.
Ratchet frowned and scraped a sample off of her hand. "Go take a decontamination bath. Now."
Bumblebee helped her up and Ratchet guided them both over to the med-bay.
"Optimus, I hate to bug. But…no bars," Jack held up his phone to prove a point once he caught the Autobot leaders attention.
"A security precaution. The silo walls isolate all radio waves," Cody explained to Jack.
"Well, if I don't call my mom, like now, I'm pretty sure the cops will come looking for me," Jack said, scratching the back of his neck.
Optimus narrowed his optics ever so slightly. "Have you broken the law?" He already lost Alora to a bad crowd once, he didn't need her falling into the hands of one again.
"Uh, curfew. It's after 10pm," Jack corrected.
"I'd better get home too. Or I'll be grounded for a year," Raf added.
Anika hummed. "I forgot that existed."
Ark nodded. "If you're under eighteen and out past curfew, and you get caught by the cops you're in big trouble."
"Earth customs. I hadn't considered," Optimus said, noting that little fact for later. "But the issue of your safety remains. Bulkhead, accompany Miko home."
Obi-Wan put a hand on Ark's shoulder. "Perhaps you should accompany them."
Ark nodded in agreement. "Of course."
"Awesome! My host parents will freak!" Miko squealed.
"And maintain covert surveillance in vehicle form," Optimus added.
"Curbside duty. Got it," Bulkhead nodded, earning a moan of disappointment from Miko.
"Bumblebee, you'll watch over Raf," Optimus proclaimed.
"I'll go with!" Anika started, but then turned to look at the others, "If that's alright with you, of course."
"By all means," Anakin chuckled.
Anika smiled in thanks before fist bumping Bumblebee causing Raf to laugh softly.
Optimus watched the display before turning to the teams medic. "Ratchet-"
"Busy!" He called from the med-bay as Arcee walked out from her bath.
"Arcee, you'll accompany Jack," Optimus decided.
"Still dizzy," Arcee informed Optimus.
"You're fine, says your physician," Ratchet cut in, making Arcee sigh.
It was decided that Alora would accompany Arcee and Jack back to his home. After a quick ride the trio found themselves driving up the driveway and into the garage. Once Arcee was parked the two teens got off.
"Arcee, I'm really sorry for your loss," Jack said tentatively.
"What could you possibly know about loss?" Arcee replied coldly.
"What? You think you're the only one with problems?" Jack retorted, causing Arcee to transform and glare at Jack rather harshly.
Alora looked between the two before sitting on the couch in the garage. While yes she was training to be a peace keeper, she knew that there were matters that one should not get involved in. This was one of those matters.
"I'm not sure girl trouble counts," Arcee hissed.
"I'm pretty sure my girl trouble started the night I met you!" Jack practically shouted before they all saw another car roll up onto the driveway.
"'Cons!" Arcee gasped as she activated her guns.
"No! Mom!" Jack said waving his arms before he ran out to distract his mother.
Alora immediately stood and tapped Arcee's leg, causing the Autobot to look at her.
"Um, Autobots transform and roll out?" The padawan hinted. Arcee got it and did so before anyone else could notice.
"Jack? Alora?" Nurse June Darby said as she climbed out of the car.
"Mom! Don't freak! I can explain!" Jack promised his mother.
"Can you?" June asked before approaching the motorcycle and pointing angrily at it, "Jackson Darby, we talked about this."
"I know. And-."
"You don't know!" June cut off her son, "I worry about you enough when you're not here. Now I have to worry about you driving a motorcycle?"
"I'm sixteen! I can't be driving a ten-speed forever!" Jack argued.
"How did you afford this?" June demanded.
Alora took this moment to make herself part of the conversation. "I got it for him!"
"You did?" Questioned June.
"Yeah! There's a mechanics shop I work at and they fix up all sorts of old vehicles. I found this one, fixed her up and gave her to Jack," Alora lied, rather convincingly at that.
"The point is I may have been a kid when I bought this," Jack said as he gestured to a helmet sitting on an old desk nearby, "But I'm not anymore. You always tell me to make responsible choices. Well, I chose her. And I'll be responsible. I promise"
"Her?" June repeated teasingly, "I didn't think you'd be bringing girls other than Alora home just yet."
"I'd like to think she brought me," Jack corrected sheepishly.
"Well, I'm glad you finally have a reason to wear your helmet. Every single time you ride," June said before kissing Jack on the forehead. "You will take me for a spin sometime, right?"
"We'll see. She's kinda tempramental," Jack said loud enough for Arcee to hear as he turned out the lights and shut the garage as the three walked inside.
June suddenly gasped and looked at the two teens once they were inside. "Alora, do you need a ride home?"
"Oh no, that's alright, I can just call my brother and have him pick me up!" Alora smiled. "He's always willing to drive Ana and I."
"Aw," June smiled. "He's such a good older brother."
Alora laughed. "You don't know the half of it."
With all that being said, Alora sent Ark a quick text and fifteen minutes later Bulkhead pulled into the driveway.
Ark got out and rang the doorbell. June answered the door, gushed over how tall he had gotten and invited him inside.
It wasn't until thirty minutes later that Ark and Alora managed to convince June that it was late and that they needed to get home.
The next morning, Jack was awakened by the sound of Arcee revving her engine in the garage. Afraid that it would wake June up, Jack raced to the garage to shut her roaring engine up.
"Are you crazy? You'll wake my mom!" Jack whisper-yelled to Arcee.
"Grab your helmet. It's go time," Arcee announced.
"Are you kidding? It's Saturday!" Jack moaned.
"You can watch cartoons back at base with Bumblebee," Arcee said to him.
"Cartoons? I'm sixteen," Jack grumbled as he left.
"Make sure you leave a note for your mom! She worries!" Arcee called after him.
Not a lot of things made Ivy nervous, which may seem surprising at this point in our story, but one thing was for sure. The way her father stared at the Dark Energon crystals before them made her extremely nervous. Before it was his judgement on her that made her this nervous, to the point of where she had a panic attack in the med-bay when it was announced that he would return in fear that she had not done a worthy enough job to still be considered his heir. But this, this was probably worse, and everything else was probably just the worries of a teenager… Right?
"I don't think you need to worry about further Autobot interference, Master. Not with Optimus gone," Starscream reassured his master.
"And what evidence do you present of this fact?" Megatron asked.
"Starscream and I destroyed the mines as you instructed," Ivy answered as she played with her hands behind her back.
Starscream noticed her nervous tick, but did not dare to point it out. Just because she was nervous now did not mean she was like this all the time. In fact, the Decepticon heir could be as wrathful and unforgiving as her father at times.
"Optimus is not so easily destroyed. He and I have millenia worth of battles behind us to prove it, my daughter," Megatron retorted.
"Maybe you should take a break, my lord," Starscream suggested in an attempt to calm Ivy's nerves in some way, "I fear too much contact with the Dark Energon might allow its properties to adversely affect you."
"Or perhaps, Starscream, I have not permitted myself contact enough," Megatron pondered as he ripped a shard from the mound of glowing crystals.
"Wait! Father, no! Not your spark chamber! You do not know what it will do!" Ivy begged, nerves suddenly at an all time high. She could feel another panic attack coming on. Poor thing needed a vacation.
But her pleadings fell on deaf audio sensors. Megatron plunged the shard of Dark Energon into his own spark chamber. Starscream and Ivy could only stand back and watch in horror as the Blood of Unicron began overtaking the Decepticon Warlord.
Back at the Autobot base, Ratchet and Obi-Wan were analyzing the components of the purple substance Ratchet had scraped off of Arcee when it started to have an ill effect on her.
"Hmm…the base elements of this goo are like nothing I've ever encountered. It must be extremely concentrated to have affected Arcee so rapidly. Unfortunately, complete results are slow-coming without the use of proper diagnostic tools. Thank you very much, Bulkhead," Ratchet grumbled as he removed the slide from the microscope.
As he did, he unknowingly spilt some of the substance onto the diagnostic tool that Bulkhead broke when Agent Fowler was here. It burnt its way into the wiring of the machinery and glowed a bright purple for a brief moment before groaning and standing on its newly-acquired legs. But neither Ratchet or Obi-Wan seemed to notice. With its only instinct to destroy, the machinery approached the nearest objects to destroy. Which just so happened to be the medic and the Jedi Master…
That's it guys! I finally have chapter two up! Please, leave a review and tell me what you thought or if you have any questions! Until next time! ~Sapphire