Chapter 4 ~ "Meeting a broken brethren"
Once they were inside Sideswipe had slammed the door shut, initiating the locking mechanism. He noted the hurried footsteps of his large comrades were echoing down the hallway and he followed after them. Sideswipe had found them settling the newfound mechs in the medical bay. They all looked to be in critical condition…
A black-and-white mech with hawk's wings adorning his helm stirred slightly, letting out a long, dull chirp, optic visor barely lit. One arm twitched, reaching toward the purple mech, while the flickering optic visor turned toward the other black-and-white. Then the faint glow went out, and the mech collapsed again.
Scavenger had blinked towards the small black and white mech, "He sounded...almost like a minicon but..." He looked back from the smaller black and white mech to a few scans he had taken of few of the mechs, "I'm not getting anything," he growled, "Primus I'm not even getting a spark reading!" He slammed his fist on the keyboard and looked up at the other crewmembers, "What the hell is going on? Aren't they mechs? Just like us? They SHOULD have a spark!"
Sideswipe blinked, "No spark?" he looked over the scans as soon as Scavenger gave him the clipboard of information on the new bots. Sideswipe flipped through screen after screen, "This is impossible…this can't be possible! How do they live without a spark??"
Scavenger shrugged, "I was asking you kid…" He saw the young bot bite his lip as he flipped through the clipboard again.
Sideswipe sighed. "All I can think of is that they aren't Cybertronian based but Earthen based mechs…" he tapped at his fingers on his arms, bring a hand to his chin. "It's quite possible, I read somewhere in an American governmental document that there were projects to create mechanical beings like us…" Sideswipe smirked, "I'm impressed and not surprised that the Japanese got to the project first…"
Scavenger growled, "That would mean that they're oil-dependent…" he sneered, "Shit, like we didn't have enough problems already…"
The second black-and-white, the one with the helm shaped like a tiger's head, spasmed suddenly and a fountain of sparks erupted from one side of his helm. A green fluid leaked out of several joints, though it slowed and stopped on its own. The purple mech twitched a few times, but otherwise didn't move.
"Shit..." Scavenger hurried over to the mech, checking the his head, "Damnit! He's paralyzed!" He grabbed a few tools and opened a panel on the mech's head, green fluid dripped here and there but otherwise the old mech was able to get the wiring straight. After a few moments of working through wires and sucking through a gooey green liquid, Scavenger was able to get the mech stable.
The tiger-helmed mach's convulsions finally stopped, and the fluid stopped leaking. Though the readings remained very low. The mech had taken a considerable amount of internal damage. The hawk-helmed mech's readings were somewhat more stable, while the purple mech's were fluctuating all over the place. None of them reacted to being strapped down for the flight.
Scavenger shook his head and looked at Prime, "Have you tried talking to them at all? At least getting their names?" Prime shook his head and Scavenger sighed, "It be a good idea, cause if they don't make it..."
There was a loud cough and a shudder-filled gasp; all eyes turned towards the mech in yellow, seeing his frame shake and spark electricity.
FuuRyu held his little brother close on the berth they were strapped down to. "Rai?! RaiRyu! " FuuRyu checked his energy output and cursed under his breath. He turned the dial on RaiRyu's chest, allowing the electric energy to spread throughout the yellow bot's body. It wasn't enough, RaiRyu's systems were overloading and his dial was literally spewing electricity everywhere. "Shit RaiRyu...let me try and fix your output, " he grimaced, prying at the panel on RaiRyu's arm, causing to him cry out in pain.
Megatron shook his head, optics wide, "They're all... failing, Prime," he looked to the former Autobot Commander, "We need to do something before they all DIE!" He gritted his teeth.
Scavenger blinked, overhearing the green mech, "Did I hear that name right?" he looked over at Sideswipe, who just shrugged, then suddenly jumped to the yellow bot's cry.
Prime winced at the pain-filled yell and walked over.
FuuRyu had caught sight of the blue and silver mech walking over him and his twin. He flinched when the bot was looming over the table, his golden optics were glowing slightly in the dim light. There was a smile upon his blue-coated face, it wasn't menacing or dark but warm and gentle, as if he were there to help and not to cause any harm.
FuuRyu narrowed his optics at this new mech, clutching to his twin tightly when seeing the strange new mech move closer to them. The blue and silver mech had spotted this, his smile growing as he moved his hand to behind the berth and pulled out a few cables. He attached them to RaiRyu's chest, beginning to speak, "My name is Optimus," he spoke softly, "And there's nothing to worry about, my crew and I are going to be taking good care of you."
FuuRyu watched the mech at work; his grip on his twin was strong and protective, ready to pull RaiRyu away at any moment if something were to go wrong. The cable attached to RaiRyu's chest sparked with electricity, causing the yellow mech's body to jolt and suddenly settle down. RaiRyu began to rest easy on the table and FuuRyu smiled with relief, looking up to the blue and silver bot, "T-thank you…" he said in a hushed tone.
Optimus smiled once again, nodding to the younger green twin, "No problem," he lightly patted the yellow bot's arm and made his way over to the others.
"...'Dober..." The faint word came from the purple mech as he managed to claw his way to consciousness; his optics were still flickering however. His head slowly turned toward the tiger-helmed black-and-white. "...'Glue..."
The purple mech was starting to move, more than he had been, head turning. His optics were flickering on and off, clearly hampering his vision. He was tugging at the restraints on his arms, wanting to use his hands to find his comrades. "'Dober! 'Glue!" A few sparks flew from his right knee joint.
Scavenger heard the purple mech's cry, walking over to check on him. The elder mech looked down on him, "Easy kid," he said softly, patting the bot's shoulder gently, "everything's going to be all right once we get into space..." Scavenger took out a few tools and went to work on the purple mech's knee; he looked up to Sideswipe after a few moments, "Swipes! Get this damn ship moving we don't have all day!"
Sideswipe jumped, saluting in a series matter and practically scampered to the Control Deck.
Then Scavenger turned to the silver con, his expression covered by the mask, "And you! Check on blue and red and see how they're doing! Haven't seen them move an inch since we got on here."
Megatron wrinkled his nose underneath his mask and went to check on the blue and red mechs.
Sideswipe had arrived to the Control Deck, taking a seat to the Pilot's chair and activated the controls. The engines roared to life, massive waves of heat emanating from the thrusters, creating steam to rise from the ocean as they rose up from the Earth's surface. "Hang on to your butts! " Sideswipe's voice was heard over the intercom of the ship as it was hurtled out of the Earth's atmosphere and rocketed into the darkness of space.
VolFogg had not had a good day. Being touched by someone he didn't know on top of being betrayed by those he had thought were his friends was too much for his already frayed nerves. As fast as his malfunctioning body would allow him, he whipped his head around and aimed a bite at the hand on his shoulder. Fighting the restraints as much as he could, "My team...!" he cried out in agony.
Scavenger had to hold him down roughly, "Easy kid, I'm not gonna hurt you..." he looked straight into the purple mech's face, into his optics. Scavenger blinked, "What's your name?" the old bot felt the mech struggle somewhat, panting through the pain and panic.
The purple mech snapped at him again, glaring up at the strange mech with as much force as he could muster. He wasn't strong enough at the moment to break the restraints, but that didn't stop him from trying. He growled something under his breath, trying to twist away from the stranger.
Scavenger frowned, "Listen!" he raised his voice sternly, "I can't get anything done unless you cooperate!" He looked into the direction of the black and white mechs, "You're friends are going to be fine, don't worry…" He then turned back at the purple one before him, "Please, we're not going to hurt you. We're trying to help..." Scavengers golden optics were soft and he smiled warmly, "Could you please tell me your name?"
The tiger-helmed mech made a sound like a huge robotic feline, and the purple mech stilled, tilting his head toward the black-and-white. The one with the hawk helm made a whistling sound, like a huge bird, and the purple helm turned toward the sound. Finally, he stopped fighting, trying to focus on the stranger's face, "VolFogg..." he answered tiredly.
Scavenger smirked and nodded, "All right VolFogg," he let go of the mech's shoulders and went back to repairing his knee, "Sorry about the restraints though kid, apparently the IDIOT WHO'S DRIVING THIS SHIP can't drive worth a shit when it comes to getting out of tight situations..." He heard a loud insult over his comnlink from the blue bot up in the cockpit. Scavenger rolled his optics. "He's a big pansy...REALLY," Scavenger twiddled with a stray wire on VolFogg's knee and straightened it up slightly.
"I can't see..." Pink-red optics flickered and finally darkened. He turned his head toward the tiger-helmed mech. "'Dober?"
Scavenger looked up to the purple mech, then frowned, "You've suffered a lot of damage VolFogg, you and your friends..." he went up and adjusted VolFogg's position on the berth, "I'm gonna try and get your optics working, now hold still..." he took a small, thin, screw-driver looking tool and stuck it in slowly through VolFogg's helm, "This might hurt a bit..." Scavenger tapped his finger at the nub of the handle and it sparked, sending electricity around Vol's head, his optics flickered.
"It can't hurt as much as the betrayal we have already suffered…" VolFogg held still, not wanting to risk further damage by moving with that thing stuck through his helm. His optics flickered, and then finally settled into a steady glow. Blinking, he looked up at Scavenger for a long moment, and then turned his head to look at the two black-and-whites. "GunDober... GunGlue..."
The ship jolted and Scavenger growled, yelling over his comnlink, "DAMNIT SIDES!!" A quick apology over the other end and a message saying they were passing by the Earth's moon. "Well TRY and keep it away from the damn gravitational field..." Scavenger sighed roughly and looked down at VolFogg, then to the two black and white mechs who were reaching for each other.
VolFogg tugged at the restraints on his arms again, looking up at Scavenger in a way that said, "Unhook those restraints, please." He looked toward the tiger-helmed mech as another spark sizzled from the tiger helm's ear.
Scavenger smirked, "Okay kid, but if you fall over, I'm tying you down again..." with a flick of his finger the restraints subsided and folded down into the berth
Sideswipe cursed as he tried to guide the ship free, causing lots of bumping and swaying. He winced at the threat Scavenger sent for his already abused aft. "I'm trying you old cock! "He managed to steer the ship free and they were home free that is till what seemed to be an orbit base caught site of them. " Oh slag... "
The purple mech would have rolled his optics if he'd been able. Reaching out, he took the two black hands reaching toward him. Black fingers intertwined with dark grey, and the two black-and-whites settled down again. VolFogg was silent for a moment, and then stiffened, "Watch out... Orbit Base..."
Scavenger blinked, "Orbit... base?" He looked over at Megatron, who had been swiping some slick medicated oil over the red mech's unconscious form; the con shrugged. The blue mech was watching Megatron very carefully, glaring daggers at the former Decepticon warlord.
"Space... station..." VolFogg's optics were dimming; he was slipping back into unconsciousness.
Scavenger's face was pulled into an expression of realization and he caught VolFogg before he could fall and crack his head against the berth. He looked up to the ceiling, contacting Sideswipe, "Get the damn systems running kid! We gotta get this ship out of here NOW!"
Sideswipe yelped as they started firing at them, "You cock suckers! Eat my exhaust!" He flipped the ship into hyper drive and they took off at light speed; he suddenly brought the ship to a slow drift once they had passed Mars. "By my calculations…" he checked the scanners readings, "We should be nearing the spot where the wormhole formed…"
VolFogg's optics went dark, and he went almost completely limp. Except for his hands, which never let go of the other two. The two black-and-whites also refused to let go, even though they too had fallen back into unconsciousness.
Megatron had practically fallen face forward to the ground; he growled, "BLOODY IDOIT!" he threw a scalpel at the ceiling, it stuck into the metal like butter, "WHY DONT YOU BLOODY LEARN HOW TO DRIVE!!!" he roared and snarled.
Prime and Scavenger just looked at one another then sighed, looking back at the mechs: VolFogg and the GunMachines were out, RaiRyu and his twin were also out. The one with the weird visor and the blue and red paint was also out, as well as the full body red one, and the giant orange mech was unconscious as well.
"Blue is still awake..." Scavenger looked up to Prime, "Think we can get some answers out of him?"
Sideswipe was doing a little dance when he heard Megatron roar, "I know how to drive! You're all just to stupid to hold on to something!" He snarled and sat back down in his chair heading for the Worm hole.
The blue one was staring at the mechs with narrowed pink optics. He knew they were friendly but he was worried for his team... his brother, "My name is HyoRyu… not blue," he answered a cool voice.
Scavenger smirked, "So we have RaiRyu and HyoRyu... who's your friend you're holding onto there?" Scavenger settled some tools down and sat at the edge of VolFogg's berth, knowing he was fast into recharge.
HyoRyu looked up when hearing the question from the purple and green mech, "He's my brother… my twin brother, EnRyu."
There was a soft scrape of metal; the one with the hawk helm had stirred. The green optic visor flickered for a moment, and the mech let out a whirring chirp sound. Somewhat mauled rotor blades twitched slightly.
Megatron had practically jumped, "Bloody Primus what the hell was that??" He looked around to the hawk helm mech, watching his body twitch slightly. "Damnit, we have another one..." He looked towards Prime, "Prime get out of your little daze and get your ass to working!"
"Bite me Megs!" Optimus growled at the Decepticon, heading for the control deck, "I'll have Sideswipe take care of it! His lack of driving skills is going to get us all killed!" He stormed up to the cockpit, practically kicking Sideswipe out and forcing him to work in the medical bay.
The hawk-helmed mech, whom VolFogg had called GunGlue, managed to make a noise that sounded insulted, and his rotors twitched again. Clearly he was used to using them to help express his opinions and state of mind.
Megatron had practically kicked Sideswipe to the hawk-helmed mech, "Do some real work damnit!" Megatron turned around to the blue mech.
Sideswipe, having stuck his tongue out and made faces at the con, gathered up some tools and headed towards the smaller mech.
Scavenger blinked and nodded at HyoRyu, "All right, what about Greeny over there?"
"That's FuuRyu," HyoRyu answered simply, "He's RaiRyu's twin…"
Sideswipe helped the heli-mech turn over and he began to fix up his rotors. He heard a whirl and a click from GunGlue; how weird as it sounded he could under stand him, " Yeah sure I'll make sure they're oil so the stop rubbing the joints. "
GunGlue snorted, turning his head slightly and shifting his weight off his gun barrels. He carefully reestablished his hold on VolFogg's hand, not wanting to lose the contact. He was watching Sideswipe from the corner of his optic shield, keeping a careful optic on the strange mech as he worked on his rotor assembly. Every now and then he would look over at VolFogg and the other black-and-white, making a soft whir-chirp. The tiger-helmed mech would respond with a purring noise.
Megatron had crossed his arms, his expression unreadable due to his mask; his red optics blinked, "I'm curious..." he stared HyoRyu into the optics, "How old are you all anyway?" Megatron blinked again, suddenly hearing his comn come online.
"You might all want to hold on to something! We're entering the wormhole!" Optimus had shouted, steering the ship roughly, "So strap yourselves in!"
Megatron held onto the side of the birth as the ship jolted, "Damnit..." he looked to Scavenger and the old mech nodded. "Boys! Strap in and hang on tight, we have one hell of a ride to look forward to..." He went around the medbay, making sure the restraints were tight.
Scavenger went to Sideswipe, making him put down the tools and restraining the hawk-helm mech. He felt the ship jolt once more and looked up to the cockpit, "Prime I hope you can do this better than last time..."
"Hey give me a break! I haven't driven through anything like this in over two million years!" Optimus shouted over the comn line.
Sideswipe laid down on the berth with the mech named GunGlue, and strapped himself in. Scavenger checked them as well as all the others before buckling himself into one of the seats in Med-bay that were attached the wall.
The hawk-helmed mech grumbled something in the language he and his brother shared. His grip on VolFogg's hand tightened, and he looked over at the purple mech, watching as another joint started sparking. ::He took what was meant for us...::
Megatron had strapped himself to extra seat across from Scavenger, he felt the ship shake and jolt until it was shaking violently. The lights flickered and there was the loud roar of debris from the outside, they were entering the wormhole. Scavenger gritted his teeth, "Hang on everyone!" The light flickered once more, a light blew out causing smoke to drift and the room to darken; it wasn't long till everything went black, and the winds and jolts became heavier leading to total darkness.