Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Transformers. I only own my OC's.
Units of time:
See Prelude
Seeker genders/family members:
See Prelude
Communication:
:: comm. link ::
- Bondmates/sparkmates
~: creator/creation bond :~
: sibling bond :
Thoughts/memories/flashbacks/dreams
[symbiot/symbiot carrier]
Seeker Cant
= Cybertronian language =
As I onlined, I felt like my spark migrated to my helm. My wings and back struts complained. I groaned as I onlined my optics. My vision was fussy and I shuttered my optics a few times to clear it. I looked around the bridge and noticed that everyone was knocked out from the crash. Hard Wire was face planted over the ship's controls. Technoburst was half in half out of his seat. Bladestream was sprawled out on his tank on the floor. Override looked like she had been thrown against the wall. I didn't see Moonracer. I panicked at went to sit up. I felt a weight on my chassis. I looked down and I sighed as relief filled my spark. Moonracer onlined was a small groan.
= You alright? = I asked.
= Yeah. = she said as she got off me.
I heard more groans and turned to see everyone else beginning to rise. Once Bladestream got his bearings, he asked, = Is everyone alright? Any injuries? =
We all gave various responses like, "yeah", "I'm good", or for Hard Wire, "ow, my aching helm", getting a giggle out of Moonracer. Technoburst needed a servo getting up due to his awkward position. I looked out the front windshield and saw we had crashed in some mountains. If I remember correctly, Optimus Prime's coordinates said he was in a desert, not mountains. These mountains were different from the mountains I was used to. Mainly because they were so green. Some of them were capped in white. My intakes hitched as I stared at them in awe. One of my great-great uncles had been an explorer of organic worlds. He had say that mountains were among the most beautiful thing on organic planets. I forgot what he called the white stuff. But his description of the organic mountains did not due them justice. I fell in love with them. They were majestic. At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to spread my wings and fly among their peeks. But that would have to wait.
An alarm began to go off. It was different than the alarm that signaled our dangerous descent. This one spoke of urgency. Hard Wire looked at the radar. = We've got company!
I ran to another window and looked out. I saw specks in the sky that were flying in a "v" formation and closing in fast. I heard Bladestream in the background.
= Decepticons. =
= Their here?! = Moonracer asked in fright.
= If Optimus is on this planet, it is no surprise that the Decepticons aren't too far behind. Contact him and request backup. =
= Bladestream, the long-range communications relay got knocked out by the crash. And the short-range is out, too. =
= Get the long-range fixed. I'll go stall the 'Cons. =
I walked up to him. = Bladestream, you're gonna need help out there. =
= I don't want you hurt … =
I cut him off. = It doesn't matter. I may be neutral in this war, but my safety and the safety of those of this ship are at stake. My sire trained me and my siblings how to fight and fight well. I want to help you. =
He studied me for a moment, then vented.
= Very well. Come on. Just use caution. And wait until I need you. =
I nodded and stood beside the hatch on top of the ship as Bladestream went out to battle the 'Cons. Override took Moonracer and locked themselves in the medbay. The twins began to work furiously on the communication relay. I watched as Bladestream engaged the Decepticons, taking on 7, 8, of them at once. He also shot at 'Con Seekers as he battled the ones on the ground. I counted at least 15 bots. He wasn't going to hold out long against those odds. Numbers can easily overwhelm. I looked to the sky and saw a Decepticon officer I had heard stories about.
Starscream. Megatron's second in command. He is as traitorous as he is cowardly. He never plays fair. Bladestream at least had a small chance with just the drones. He had none with Starscream on the playing field. I left the ship and took to the skies.
I had not felt the air on my winds in centi-vorn. The stale air of a starship did not compare to the way fresh air felt on one's wings. I could immediately tell that there was a lot more moisture in the atmosphere than on Cybertron. I also picked up on many new scents. Some were sharp and others were kind of sweet. For a klik, I got caught up in the thrill of flight. It was exhilarating.
A stray shot that nearly grazed my wing brought me back to reality. I circled the battle field. I saw Starscream out of the corner of my field of vision. He was diving fast toward a struggling, downed Bladestream with a rocket ready to deploy.
I turned and dove at him at a faster speed, closing in on him. Before he could deploy the rocket, I gave him a shard bump on him cockpit, causing him to misfire and hit a bunch of drones instead of Bladestream. Starscream gave an undignified, surprised squawk as I spiraled high into the air in a display of air superiority. I flared my field as a threat. I readied my own blasters and began to fire at him. The blasters were at a low intensity meant for training. The bullets wouldn't harm him, but the blasters were designed to annoy him and draw his fire away from his intended target.
It worked. He began to give chase. I lead him away from the battle with false movements and trick shots. Once I was satisfied with his distance, I flipped out and behind him and sped toward the battle on the ground. Bladestream was up and fighting again. He saw me and commed me with instructions to take out anyone that tries to get to the ship. I sent him an affirmative and began to shoot bolts that were designed to stun, not kill. My weapons trainer taught me that anyone can kill. It takes skill to take someone out without killing them. We were encouraged to shoot to wound or stun. Never to kill unless absolutely necessary.
I was so busy with the drones, I forgot watch for Starscream. I was painfully reminded of his existence when a rocket shot one of my thrusters. I cried out and began to descend at a barely controlled speed. Before I crashed, I transformed into root mode. One of the quickest ways to offline is to crash in vehicle mode. Never want to do that. The crash was very painful. One of my wings was sprained, so I would not be able to take to the skies for a while, but that was okay. I was trained for battle on the ground as well as in the air. My siblings and I were taught that we wouldn't always have our wings and if that happened, we would have to fight from ground level.
As I got to my pedes, Starscream landed a few paces away from me.
"A neutral fledgling. And a femme no else. I have to wonder why a neutral would choose to run with Autobots."
I growled low in my voice box and flared my wings wide and high despite the pain in my wing. That's when he noticed my people's insignia on my right wing.
"You … you're from the Lost Islands?!" he asked, voice high in disbelief. "But the islands are a myth!"
"I am not a legend, Starscream. I am Wing Saber, heir to the imperial throne, successor of my sire and the offline Emperor, Sunstorm."
Starscream got over his shock. He smirked in a way that sent shivers up my back struts. Maybe I shouldn't have revealed the info. It was habit to state your designation and that of your sire or commander so that your enemy would know who's backing you up. But Sire my one with the Allspark. He couldn't protect me here. The only ones who could protect me were the Autobots. Bladestream was occupied and our communications were out. I was on my own on this one.
"Lord Megatron would be most pleased with your arrival. You could gather your people under his command and together we could destroy the Autobots and bring order to Cybertron!"
"Megatron is a fallen hero who has lost his way. He has strayed from the values he once held true and has become the very thing he hated. Optimus Prime has stayed the course. If I were to join a side, it would definitely not be with the Decepticons."
Starscream became angry. He growled and began to fire his blasters at me. I dodged every shot and returned fire while doing so. I hit him a couple of times. He gave a high pitched shriek and took to the skies. I transformed, somewhat painfully, and followed him. We spiraled, barrel rolled, chased, and circled each other in an elaborate dance, exchanging shots as we went. Whenever we got close enough to each other, we would try to shove one another out of the sky. Eventually, he began to tire. I dove for the ground. Starscream followed, shooting at me from behind. I ignored the shots that hit me and pulled up at the last minute. Starscream tried desperately to slow down and pull up but it was too late. He crashed to the ground with a cry of pain. I circled the sky above him. I could tell that he would need medical attention before he could fly again. I heard everyone's praise over the comm. I felt proud. I had taken on the Decepticon SIC and won.
Suddenly, Bladestream shouted over the comm. = Wing Saber, look out! =
Great pain flared in my turbines. My wings were pelleted with blaster shots. I was shot with something that scrambled my systems and heavily disoriented me. I lost altitude fast. I transformed to try to reorient myself only to crash. I lay there out the ground for a moment. I hurt everywhere. I hear the sound of transformation. I looked up and froze. The bot who landed was Soundwave.
My old trainers warned me and my fellow students about engaging certain bots like Megatron and Soundwave. I hear their words as clearly as if they were spoken via the speakers in the training room. "Never challenge somebot who has centi-vorn of experience over you. While you should never run from a battle, it is wiser it flee and live to fight another 'cycle than to fight a suicide battle."
I slowly tried to stand. Tried being the key work. I didn't get very far before falling into a kneeling position. I hissed in pain. The aftermath of this crash hurt far worse than when I got shot down by Starscream. I looked at Soundwave. His field and frame were clear of any emotions. His mask was blank, revealing nothing. I was nervous. My fear spiked as a pair of tentacles snaked out of his body towards me. I tried to back-pedal away from him, but tripped over the edge of the ditch that was formed from my crash and landed on my aft. I didn't have time to look back at him when I received a very painful shock to my systems. I tensed up, giving a small cry before blacking out.
Bladestream could only watch in horror as Soundwave shocked Wing Saber with his tentacles. His spark broke when she cried out. But he could do nothing against Soundwave. Starscream ordered a retreat and just as Soundwave pulled an offline Wing Saver through the Decepticon ground bridge, Optimus Prime showed up with his team. He walked over to him as Optimus transformed.
= Is everyone alright? =he asked.
= All but one, sir. When the 'Cons attacked, the younglings stayed in the ship and a neutral Seeker we picked up came to help me fight them off. She took out Starscream, but was separated from me and she got captured by Soundwave. She's barely into her adult frame. =
= That is unfortunate. But we cannot mount a rescue mission at this time. Let us get you and your team back to our base for repairs. Ounce you are settled, we will then discuss the situation.
= We protect some of the native life forms on this planet at base. For communication's sake, you with want to upload the English language before your arrival. =
= Thank you, sir. =
Optimus nodded and walked off toward the downed ship. Bladestream looked back to where the 'Con bridge disappeared. He prayed to Primus that Wing Saber would be safe until they found her.
Well that's that. I'm going to bed now. I have an ASL test tomorrow. See ya'll later.
