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Transformers Animated and cast belong to...Hasbro.
Pairings: None as of yet
Summary: After being saved by a pair of mysterious transformers, the Autobots are dragged into an age old war that happened even before the Great War began. Just who are these two transformers, and what do they have to do with two unknown humans, a miniature transformer called a Minicon...and the Jet Twins?
Transformers Animated
Forgotten Past
Chapter 1
Plans Gone Awry
-BOOM-
Jetfire and Jetstorm ducked behind a large asteroid, narrowly missing a missile heading their way.
The two jets had been sent out to investigate a mysterious signal out in a nearby asteroid field while on their way back to check on the Autobots on Earth. Little did they know that they were 'walking' right into a trap.
"Brother! Be watching! These decepticons is meaning business!" Jetstorm said to his brother.
Jetfire peeked over the side of the asteroid, quickly pulling his head back as the spot where it had been was peppered by the enemy weapons.
"I is knowing, brother. We is to be doing something to separate them." He replied. "I am not seeing Mr. Sentinel Prime or Mr. Jazz anywhere."
After being ambushed by the Decepticons, they tried contacting Sentinel Prime and Jazz, who said to stay put until they could get to them. That was nearly thirty minutes ago. They were running out of energy, and hiding places, fast. They had to think of something.
Jetstorm looked at his brother for a few moments before an idea hit him. Jetstorm looked over at Jetfire, who had looked at him when he felt a surge of excitement through their bond.
"What is up, brother? Why is you being so excited?" He asked, the grin plastered all over Jetstorm's faceplate.
"I am having idea, brother! It will be separate the Decepticons and giving us advantage!"
Jetfire smiled brightly.
"That's great, brother! What are we having to do?"
Jetfire leaned over as his brother motioned to come closer, whispering something into his audio receptors.
Jetfire looked up at his brother worriedly after he finished telling him his plan.
"I am not being sure about this idea, brother. It is sounding very risky."
Jetstorm smiled.
"Don't be worrying, brother. They are just being dumb Decepticons and we are Elite Guard, the plan will be working perfectly." He boasted proudly, causing Jetfire to smile in return.
"Right, brother. Let us be beginning plan now then."
Jetstorm nodded to his brother and jumped out from his hiding place, sending a huge gust of wind in the Decepticon's direction.
Jetstorm saw Jetfire disappear behind some asteroids as he distracted the 'cons, causing a smile to cross his faceplate. All he had to do, was keep them distracted while his brother got into position. Although he was disobeying the order from Jazz, he just had to do something. They were gaining too much ground on them and it was only a matter of time before they overwhelmed the two jets.
Jetstorm snapped out of his thoughts as a blast from the Decepticons nicked his left arm. He was getting distracted, and that could cause he and his brother to suffer for it.
Focusing back on the battle at hand, Jetstorm sent another wave of wind in their direction while trying to pinpoint where Jetfire was.
A flash of orange was seen out of the left corner of his visor, making Jetstorm grin.
'There brother. He is looking like he is almost in place.' He thought, turning back to blast the 'cons again.
Jetstorm transformed into his jet mode and quickly flew over the Decepticon group, gaining their undivided attention as he swerved to the right and hid behind a cluster of asteroids.
-I am being in position brother. Is you on your end?- Jetstorm sent to Jetfire via their bond link.
~I am being in position as well, Brother. Waiting for your signal to begin.~ Jetfire sent back through the bond.
Jetstorm nodded to himself.
"Now, brother!" Jetstorm shouted aloud, jumping out from behind the asteroids and blasting the 'cons with a strong gust of wind.
Surprised by the sudden shout and attack, they were unprepared for Jetfire to suddenly appear and blast a stream of fire down upon them.
Jetstorm could feel a wave of excitement and accomplishment flow from Jetfire through their twin bond. A smile formed on his face as he sent the same back to his brother, the smile mirrored on Jetfire's face now.
As he was dousing the 'cons with another wave of wind, a small feeling of worry crept into his circuitry. Something didn't feel right. They had tricked the 'cons a little too easily in his opinion.
Jetfire glanced over at his brother after feeling worry seep through their bond. He sent a hint of concern to his brother after blasting one 'con with a few fireballs as he tried to escape.
Jetstorm looked at him a moment before he felt a wave of comfort and ease come from the bond.
Jetfire smiled at his brother, but knew something was up. He just didn't know what. It couldn't be the about Decepticons, they had them right where they wanted. Could it have been worry over Sentinel Prime and Jazz? No, they can take care of themselves.
Jetfire was snapped out of his thoughts as a wave of terror and worry coursed through their bond, followed by a shout of his name from Jetstorm.
Jetfire snapped his head up, just as a feeling of dread spread throughout his circuitry.
-Beside you, Brother!- Jetstorm shouted through their bond link.
Jetfire whipped around to his right, only to see a gun barrel a few feet in front of him. His eyes widened as his vision was filled with purple, then nothing.
Jetstorm had been so focused on his thoughts, he didn't realize that some of his worry had slipped through their bond until a snippet of worry came from Jetfire's end.
Jetstorm looked towards his brother before sending comfort to him in hopes of easing his worry. He wasn't gonna worry his brother over a little unease. They had the Decepticons overwhelmed and could easily hold them off until Sentinel Prime and Jazz got there.
Jetstorm caught a shadow out the corner of his visor, something was coming.
'Is Mr. Sentinel Prime and Mr. Jazz here already?' He thought hopefully.
Looking to his left, his optics widened as terror spread through his entire systems. He whipped his head around towards Jetfire, lost in his own thoughts, a wave of worry coursed through him as he shouted out.
"Brother! Be looking!"
He noticed Jetfire snap out of his thoughts.
-Beside you, Brother!- He all but screamed through their bond link, but his warning came too late.
Jetstorm watched in horror as Jetfire looked to his right, a strange Decepticon who came from nowhere holding a plasma gun only a few feet from him. Jetfire only had time to realize the 'con was there before he was shot at near point-blank.
"BROTHER!" Jetstorm shouted, completely forgetting about the other 'cons and focusing only on the limp form of his brother as he crashed through several asteroids before slamming into a large asteroid.
Jetstorm froze as he felt a clawed servo wrap gently around his neck. He felt the figure lean over until he was right beside his head, then whispered something in his audio receptors.
"I'd pay more attention to your enemies than worry about your brother...Little Sparkling."
Jetstorm gritted his dental plates as he stared straight out at the floating form of Jetfire, fragments of the asteroids floating all around his body.
'I'm sorry...Brother...'
His visor glowed as he ground out. "Do your worst, Decepticreep. I won't let you be hurting my brother again."
The grip on his neck tightened, causing him to choke as a laugh poured out of the Decepticon's mouth.
"Very brave of you, young one, but you have no clue of the power I wield. But if you wish to take his beatings instead..." Something pressed against Jetstorm's back, the barrel of the same gun that blasted Jetfire. "who am I to argue with you?"
Jetstorm's optics widened to their fullest as a chilling cold swept through his body and his vision grew staticy. He caught glimpses of wires and pieces of metal and circuitry float across his cracked vision as he looked down, staring numbly at the hole on the right side of his chest. That was the last thing he saw before white filled his hazy vision and an explosion was heard
Jetfire groaned as his optics came back online. His entire body felt like it had been hit by a plante-sized asteroid, Energon seeping out of a large gash on his head.
'What happened?' He thought, cringing as pain swept throughout his systems as warning lights flashed constantly across his vision.
His eyes snapped open fully as he gasped, remembering what happened.
"Brother?"
Looking around frantically, he gasped again as his eyes widened to their fullest at the sight before him.
A strange looking Decepticon stood with his gun pointed forward, a grin on his ugly faceplate. Floating slightly in front of him was his brother, a gaping hole in his chest dangerously close to his spark chamber.
The unknown Decepticon reached towards his seemingly offlined brother, followed by a great explosion.
This was the last straw, causing him to scream out as his systems crashed and sent him spiraling into stasis lock, darkness consuming him as only one thought stood out in his shattered mind.
'I'm sorry...Brother...'
Jetstorm lay floating in space, his optics glitching and fizzing as images faded in and out.
He doesn't know how he got here, or where here is for that matter.
A stream of Energon floats past his visor, reminding him of his current state. Oddly, he couldn't feel any of the pain he was supposed to. Why is that?
His vision fizzes out again, plunging him back into darkness.
His thoughts then turn to Jetfire. Whether he survived, hoping that Sentinel Prime and Jazz finds and saves him. As long as Jetfire survives, he is happy.
His vision crackles back to life, hazing and staticy as his damaged sensors pick up something.
Turning his head forward (so now he's looking up) a shadowed form comes into view.
Jetstorm let out a crackling sigh, his voice processor also damaged, as the jet become clear.
He offlined his optics when he realized it didn't register as familiar.
One thought flowed through his darkening mind as something wrapped around him and he slipped into stasis lock.
'Forgive me...Brother...'
