Chapter 6 ~ "Primus"
Two and half days later…
During the past couple days; things went from bad to worse. Though the crew of the Guardian had gotten to know this group of mechs who call themselves the 'Yuusha' better when they were barely online, the conditions were becoming more and more critical. It was all they could do but keep the bots fueled and kept them talking, fearing if they were to slip into recharge it would be for good.
Now, with planet Cybertron only hours away, the situation involving the Yuusha had become even more intense.
Scavenger gave a stressful sigh, and then growled, "No progress... at all." He slammed the clipboard on the table that was located in the living room where he was going over a few notes.
Megatron looked up from his place on the couch, "We're almost near the planet, Scavenger..." he popped his head over the top of the couch, mask removed, "And Prime said you had a plan to help them if they got worse right?"
He saw the old mech grumbled, "I wasn't expecting them to get THIS bad..." he growled and was about to head towards the medical bay for his next shift to watch over the bots when Sideswipe came rushing in, panting, "RaiRyu... he's crashing..."
The twin GunMachines had gone completely unresponsive a day before. GunDober's entire body was wracked by tremors that nothing could stop, so his body was constantly being shaken. GunGlue was utterly still, except for jolts that passed through him whenever something else gave out, spitting sparks into the air. VolFogg could barely stay conscious for five minutes at a time, and those periods were becoming farther and farther apart
Optimus ran into the room. "Hey! We're here! We're descending. Scavenger, prepare the mechs to be moved we got to move fast."
Scavenger growled, and headed towards the medical bay with Megatron in tow, as Sideswipe and Prime were piloting and getting ready to dock the ship. Megatron headed in, strapping down the mechs one by one as Scavenger was trying to get RaiRyu stable enough so that he can at least survive a little longer. Megatron muttered a few curse words as the ship shook a little, and he stumbled to look out the window... He spotted the surface of Cybertron, they were descending into Iacon, the capital Autobot city of planet Cybertron.
The sound of metal on metal indicated that GunDober's seizures were getting worse. Sparks were randomly shooting from the side of his helm and the eyes of the tiger crest. VolFogg was unconscious again, his fingers twitching spasmodically every now and then. GunGlue had sparks flying from three different places at once. Their readings were slowly beginning to drop.
The ship had docked and Scavenger ordered the crew to get the group of Yuusha ready for transport. However, that had turned out to be more easily said than done. Each Yuusha had to be transported safely and as delicately as possible in order to prevent any more damage. Slowly, each battered and broken bot was handed to a crewmember, Megatron and Scavenger having to carry at least three bots each.
When approaching what looked to be large scrap and garbage yard, Scavenger had to settle the three ninja bots carefully on the ground before walking over to what was left of a large door. It was leaning against old generators, ship parts, weapons, pots and pans, etc. He opened it, revealing a passageway that was descending underground.
"This is the best access way I know of that will get us to the core of Cybertron quick enough," he had gone back to pick up VolFogg and the GunMachines. "Hopefully… it won't be too late…" he began walking down the steps of the passageway.
Prime looked warily at the dark tunnel, watching as Megatron had to squeeze his way through with the heavy Goldymarg on his back and EnRyu and HyoRyu in both arms.
It wasn't long until they had landed themselves in a dark chamber lined with all sorts of cables and tubes, the metal looking to be slightly fused together. Scavenger looked around for anything, a simple sign to indicate that they were in the right location. It wasn't until a soft glow emanating from above received his attention, and he looked up thoughtfully.
Prime stopped cold with Megatron and Sideswipe following the same action shortly after. His golden optics grew wide in awe; "So… so this is…" he couldn't seem to get his vocalizer to work.
Scavenger looked back at the Autobot, nodding, "The one and only, Optimus…" he turned his head back towards the ceiling. The glowing orb above shined brightly over the group, Scavenger smiled, "Primus…"
It wasn't until then that Scavenger felt the shifting of weight in his arms and he looked down to the bundle of bots; they were suffering. He winced, looking back up to Primus and breathed; settling the GunMachines down on the ground next to Prime, Scavenger carried VolFogg to the center of the chamber. He looked down to the smaller mech once more, holding onto him tightly, "Please…" he whispered, looking up to the glowing orb, "…let this work…" Scavenger knelt down on the ground, VolFogg in his arms and presented the smaller bot to Primus.
VolFogg's optics flickered as he managed to briefly claw his way to awareness, looking up at the glowing orb overhead. He stared at it for a long moment, but he was too weak to hold onto consciousness, and he slid back into unconsciousness as his hold on awareness slipped.
There was a long pause, and at first Scavenger thought that the orb wasn't going to respond. Glowing blue thread suddenly dispersed from the orb, rising down to the two forms below and floated around them.
Primus was answering their silent prayers.
The threads latched onto VolFogg's body, wrapping around him, embracing his tattered form. They retrieved him from Scavenger's arms, carrying the purple-coated mech towards the orb and encircling him further. They were healing him, his armor becoming whole once again and his strength increasing.
Scavenger looked up, obviously pleased, "It's working…" he looked back at the group behind him, "It's working! Bring them over!"
One by one, the injured were placed at the mercy of the glowing god. And one by one, they were lifted from the cold hard ground and into the warm light. The threads encircled their bodies, softly repairing every ounce of damage that was made to their mangled forms.
There was a sudden pulse, the threads pulling them closer to the orb. There was hush whisper, a soft and gentle voice speaking to them mentally. Their bodies were warm and secured, their optics closing to a mere slit gazing up at the glowing ball of energy. There were a few sparks of electricity, and each one of the Yuusha could feel something in their chest, entering it and enclosing around their very life-force, allowing every circuit in their body to react to it without any pain at all. Their bodies glowed, their limbs unmoving to the strange sensation growing inside of them, consuming them.
VolFogg stared up into that orb, curious but unafraid. He didn't have a reason to be afraid, the tremors that plagued him were finally gone, and he felt much better than he had before. The GunMachines, hovering to either side of him, were no longer convulsing and throwing sparks, they too were watching the orb. All three could feel that something was different, though they didn't know what.
The Yuusha felt the change. They felt something had transform inside them as their bodies hovered above the ground. They could feel the warm touch, the feeling of hands around their heads, around their cheeks, and lips. They felt the soft voice speaking into their audios, a voice of unknown origin, "Such brave little ones…" it said, echoing through their heads. "My… brave little children…" the voice had spoke one last time, before the glowing blue thread lifted the Yuusha down to the crew below.
Scavenger caught VolFogg and the GunMachines as Prime caught RaiRyu and FuuRyu, Megatron and Sideswipe caught their passengers as well. Prime looked over the bots in his arms, their bodies were fully healed and they both were now soundly asleep in his arms. He looked up to Primus, a smile spread across his face, "Thank you…"
And in a quiet response, the orb pulsed, releasing a bright flash that landed them back inside the Guardian's medical bay.