"Thanks for the sweetened Energon Dion. It's good." Chromia said as she drank.
"No problem." Dion replied.
"So guys. What's Polyhex like?" Orion asked.
Dion shrugged. "Its a city. Nothing astoundingly special about it. Although, it's home to one of Cybertron's major Energon mining companies. Lots of Energon mines there. There are also a couple of universities there, but it's nothing like the ones in Iacon. I honestly have no idea where we might find the tool."
Orion nodded and looked down. They weren't at Iacon yet but according to the two siblings they were making good time. They passed by another vast expanse of land covered by another city. It's buildings were incredibly tall and looked like they were made of tall, shining jewels. Various jets and sleek aircrafts sped through the buildings and beside Foneques.
"Where are we?" Orion asked. "This place is beautiful."
"Yeah. This is the Vos. The grand seeker capital of Cybertron. However, this particular part, the seekers and the rest of Cybertron call it the Crystal City. Can you guess why?" Dion replied.
"That last part was rhetorical right?" Orion asked.
Dion smiled and nodded.
"Yeah, but you better not say that too much around the seekers themselves. They can get really annoying when you trigger their vanity." Chromia said.
"Oh. Okay." Orion said.
"One of my parent's business partners is a seeker. Man, if he wasn't the bridge between my parent's trade and Vos, I think my parents would put out a restraining order against him. He is the most annoying, vain, smart mouthed aft on all of Cybertron." Ariel commented.
"Huh. Well. He sounds pleasant." Orion commented.
"Yup." Ariel replied.
"Luckily, not all seekers are like that. Some are actually really nice and intelligent." Chromia said.
"Okay." Orion replied. "So how much farther is Polyhex?"
"Shouldn't be too far. Maybe another few hours of flight. Maybe half a day if we don't reach the Sea of Rust by sundown." Dion answered.
"The Sea of Rust? What do we have to cross the Sea of Rust for?" Ariel asked. "Can't we reach Polyhex overland?"
"Well, since we took that detour to that town to wait for Chromia to get better it would take longer to get to Polyhex if we kept zigzagging overland. It'll be faster if we make a straight line over the Sea."
"Alright." Ariel replied. She rested her helm down on her arms and lay down. Then she abruptly shot her helm back up.
"Hey Dion. How much longer did you say it's gonna take us to get to the Sea of Rust?"
"Maybe an hour? Why?" Dion wondered.
Ariel pointed towards the horizon. "Because I smell rain."
The other three younglings looked towards where Ariel was pointing and saw several dark, thick clouds heading towards them.
"No way! Ariel! Can you tell how long before the rain starts falling?" Dion demanded.
"Um...maybe fifteen to twenty minutes? Give or take a minute?" Ariel replied.
"We'll never make it to the Sea of Rust in time!" Dion shouted.
"Looks like we're gonna have to land then." Chromia spoke.
Dion groaned but nodded in agreement.
Chromia tapped Foneques. "Hey buddy. We need you to land now."
Foneques chirped and began to descend.
"We need to find shelter somewhere!" Chromia exclaimed as the clouds appeared overhead.
Every other citizen in the city was running, flying, and scrambling to get back to their homes or just find somewhere to take shelter.
On most planets, namely organic ones, rain was harmless. It was merely water droplets falling from clouds in the sky. However, on Cybertron, rain was deadly. The rain was quite literally acid. It could melt any full grown mech down until he was a pool of molten metal.
With that knowledge in mind, the four younglings ran through the streets in hopes of finding somewhere they could shelter themselves from the rain.
No matter how hard or how many times they hit or tried prying open the doors, no one let them in.
Now the clouds had completely blocked the sunlight and thunder could be heard rumbling across the city,
"What the frag are we gonna do?" Dion shouted.
"Help! Someone! Anyone! We need somewhere to take shelter!" Ariel yelled.
"Hey!" A femme's voice called from around a nearby corner.
The younglings turned to see another, however slightly older, femme youngling waving at them. When she got their attention she gestured for them to follow her as she ran in the opposite direction.
The others quickly ran and followed her to a series of fairly small buildings, but they were buildings nonetheless.
They all managed to run inside the nearest one where the femme had left a door open for them.
When they were all a good ways inside she locked the door shut just as the rain began to fall.
"Wow! That was close!" She exclaimed.
The femme had a mix of dark pink and and light red on her body. She had the sleek, slender frame of a seeker, but she bore no wings. Her wide blue optics were fixated on her guests and she wore a big smile.
"Thanks so much for that. You saved our hides." Chromia spoke.
"No worries. I'm happy to help." She replied. "What we're you guys doing out there in the first place? You don't look like you're from Vos. Let alone the Crystal City."
"Yeah, we're not. We were just passing through when the rain began." Dion answered.
The femme nodded.
The younglings looked around the small building that they had taken refuge in. It was lit with a small lamp in one corner. There was a table with a mirror that was lined with several lights. A closet was pushed to the back of the space, it was filled with costumes and jewelry.
"Are you an actress?" Chromia asked.
The femme looked behind her. "More of a performer than actress."
She turned back to the younglings. "So where are you guys headed?"
"Polyhex." Dion replied.
"Oh. What're you kids going all the way to Polyhex for?" She asked.
"Uh, nothing special. We're just...travelling." Orion answered.
"All by yourselves?" She asked.
The younglings nodded.
The femme shrugged. "Alright. Whatever."
"So, what's your name?" Ariel asked.
"Well my name is Trycalia, but I prefer to be called Flip." She answered.
"Why's that?" Dion asked.
Flip smiled. She flipped herself onto her servos and spread her legs into a split in midair. Then she lowered herself down before shooting herself up, and backwards. She landed in between two pillars. Then she put her servos and pedes against the two pillars and lifted herself off the ground once more. She climbed up and when she was high above the ground, she split her legs apart again and removed her servos from the pillars and hung there before bringing her legs together and flipping before landing gracefully onto the floor.
"Ta-da!" She exclaimed.
The other younglings applauded. Ariel leaned over to Chromia.
"Was it good?" She asked.
"Yes." Chromia replied.
Flip bowed at her small audience. "Thank you very much. Hey, would you like to watch the show?"
"Really?" Dion asked. "We didn't pay for tickets."
Flip waved at them. "It's okay. With this acid rain not all of the seats are filled and I'm sure my boss won't mind having a couple kids sit in."
"Sounds cool!" Chromia replied. "C'mon guys! Let's go see the show! It's not like we have anything else better to with this storm going on!"
"Sure." Dion replied.
"Alright. It sounds interesting." Orion said.
"I don't care." Ariel spoke.
"It's decided then! Follow me! We'll find you guys some seats!"
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