Darklight was speechless. She merely bowed again.
"I am honoured to meet you my Lord." Darklight finally spoke.
"Hm. Firesteel. Who is this female?" The Judge spoke in his baritone voice.
"My daughter. Her designation is Darklight my Lord." Firesteel answered.
"What use is she to our goals?" The Judge asked.
Firesteel gestured towards Darklight to step forward. Darklight did so timidly.
She usually didn't feel nervous around people, even strangers. She was taught how to socialize with people like a gentle lady, as well as how to deal with enemies in a subtle fashion. Darklight was always the most confident one in a room.
Now however, in the presence of this large and imposing being, she had to fight hard against the urge to run to the nearest corner then curl up into a ball.
Her father had warned her about the Judge's power. He said that that was the power of the Quintessons.
If this was what the Judge could inflict upon her, she could only imagine the power the Quintessons themselves held.
Darklight stood up straight before she addressed the Judge, determined not to show weakness.
"My team and I have been running a covert surveillance operation on the younglings who are searching for the tools. In our recent confrontation with them, I acquired the tracking device they were using." Darklight explained as she took out the tracker and held it out for the Judge to examine. "We haven't been able to activate it."
The looming being floated over to Darklight and wrapped one of his tentacles around the device and took from the femme's servos.
The Judge held the tracker close up to his face and then proceeded to scan it with a green light from his optics.
"It would seem that the device has a fail safe mechanism implanted. It can only be utilized by one person." The Judge explained. He raised his other tentacles and scanned it more closely. Then he projected a picture from his optics.
It was a picture of the blue and red mech they had met earlier.
"And it would seem that this is said user. Optronix. Or rather, Orion Pax as he now calls himself." The Judge spoke.
"Who is he my Lord?" Firesteel asked.
"The Quintessons greatest accomplishment." The Judge answered. "The Knights technology is something not even my masters understood. If we are to use this device then the boy must be apprehended. And quickly."
"My Lord Judge. The boy is being accompanied by three other younglings. What about them?" Darklight spoke.
"They are of no consequence. We only need this boy alive." The Judge replied.
Firesteel bowed to the Judge. "As you command my Lord. Come Darklight."
Firesteel turned around and began to walk away and Darklight soon follows, leaving the Judge alone in his solitude to enter through the metal doors.
"Darklight, take the Elite locate and bring the boy here." Firesteel ordered.
"And if we are to engage the others in battle again?" Darklight asked.
Firesteel turned his daughter. "Did you not hear what the Judge said? Only the boy is needed alive. Kill the others if you must. Just don't make a mess."
Darklight smirked and bowed.
"As you wish father." Darklight spoke respectfully as she walked out of the room.
"Well what the frag are we supposed to do now?" Dion demanded.
The younglings were now once again sitting in the alley where they had met the Elite, and lost the tracker.
After some extensive searching they had given up and we're now sitting down in reluctant defeat.
"I dunno." Orion muttered.
"I mean, how the frag are we supposed to find the other tools without it?" Dion continued.
"I don't know." Orion said.
"If we don't find the other tools then the Quintessons will come and invade Cybertron! And we're the only ones who know about this! What are we supposed to do?" Dion continued.
"DON'T YOU THINK I KNOW THAT?" Orion shouted. "I dropped the tracker and now I pretty much screwed us all over! I know Dion I know!"
Dion stepped back at Orion's outburst.
"Oh...sorry Orion." Dion said.
Orion huffed angrily and sat down with his back facing the other younglings.
Chromia walked up to her brother and hit the back of his helm.
"Don't worry Orion." Ariel spoke in the most reassuring way she could muster. "Our enemies can't use the tools without the other ones right?"
"That's not the point. Even if they don't get all of the tools, the Quintessons will rise anyways. Not to mention that the Knights were very clear to me that the tools could be used as weapons for the Quintessons along with being a means to trap them, not that they need to any more powerful." Orion explained.
"Sure they do!" A voice shouted in the distance.
The younglings looked behind them to see the Elite walking towards them.
"Listen kids. We're gonna need to take red and blue over there." Darklight spoke.
"Not a chance." Ariel replied defiantly.
"Fine. There will be no mercy this time around." Darklight said. She pointed towards the younglings and her two other team mates ran towards them, weapons tat the ready.
Dion, and Chromia tok out their weapons as well and clashed with the two femmes once again.
Ariel ran over to Darklight, readying herself for another fight when Darkight ran right past her.
"Huh? Hey!" Ariel exclaimed.
The older femme ran past the other fighting younglings and went straight for Orion. She took hold of his shoulder tightly.
"You are coming with me." Darklight said as she raised her servo to her comm. link.
"No!" Chromia shouted.
A groundbridge materialized behind Darklight and back through with Orion in hand.
"Take care of them and then fall back." Darkight ordered as the grondbridge disappeared.
The two other femmes continued to fight against the younglings. Ariel ran to join the fight. She yelled and kicked the sniper femme away from Chromia,and then punched the femme with the chain scythe.
The sniper landed on her pedes some ways away and shot small blades at the three younglings. She didn't miss. The blades she threw were all dipped with a sedative that knocked the younglings right out.
"So...what do we do now?" The femme with the chain scythe wondered.
"Darklight said to take care of them and then fall back." Her compatriot replied.
"Well, we did take care of them. They're out cold. We don't have to anything else to the, right?"
"Hmm...no. I guess not. Let's go."
Orion fought against the grip of the older femme as she dragged him through the groundbridge.
"Where're you taking me?" Orion demanded.
"Someone you are apparently acquainted with." Darklight replied.
They stepped through the groundbridge and were met by Firesteel in the underground room.
"So this is the young mech who has been such a thorn in our sides." Firesteel spoke. "Greetings young sir. I am Firesteel. I see you have met my daughter Darklight."
"What do you want with me?" Orion demanded.
"We want you to use your tracking device Optronix." A deep voice spoke from behind him.
Orion felt chills run through his frame. No it couldn't be. He hadn't heard that voice since—
Orion slowly turned around to see the Judge come floating towards him.
"And you will do what we ask of you."
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