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"Brother, this was a mission to halt the destruction of a Russian village, yes?" Lightning asked.
Thunder nodded, staring wide-eyed at the enormous, violet and ebony robot in front of them.
"Why do we have to battle giant robots?" Lightning wailed as Jetfire and Jetstorm activated their boosters.
Starscream sneered at the elementals. "Well, what've we got here? Two little organics get lost in the snow? Don't worry, Starscream will ensure your destruction!"
"Under Sentinel Prime's order, you is under arrest!" Jetfire proclaimed, throwing his arm backwards.
Whirling his arm around in hypersonic speeds, Jetfire released a torrent of flames that Starscream swiftly avoided. Jetstorm leaped over his brother, chasing after the Decepticon. However, Starscream was much faster than the twins separated. He whirled around Jetstorm and bashed his forearm against his head. Jetstorm yelped, crashing into the snow and groaned. Jetfire gasped, flying over to his brother and cried out to him.
"Brother, we cannot stand idly by while that fiend attacks them," Thunder proclaimed, grasping Lightning's shoulder. "We must help."
Lightning nodded, smirking. Both opted for personal methods of flying, Thunder with his cloud, and Lightning transmuting his lower half into the reminiscent of a lightning bolt. As Jetfire helped collect his twin, the elementals were on the attack. Thunder charged up a ball of blue energy in his hand, grunting and throwing it out. Lightning did the same, shouting out quickly to exert more power.
Unfortunately for Starscream, he had not expected Thunder and Lightning to be a threat, having just barely noticed the oncoming attacks seconds before impact. Starscream was rammed back into the ground by the strikes, grunting on impact. Snarling, he glared death at the Titans and hurried to his feet.
"I didn't expect two little organics to actually have power like that. Are you two really humans?" Starscream questioned, rubbing his jaw.
"We are half-human, half-alien," Lightning coyly replied, "but I do not believe you are in any position to be questioning us."
"Turn yourself over to them immediately, and we will spare you humiliation," Thunder ordered.
Starscream blankly stared at them. Suddenly, he snickered, shaking his head before throwing his head back and roared with arrogant laughter. Thunder and Lightning exchanged confused looks before glancing back down to Starscream. Jetfire helped Jetstorm to his feet, hearing Starscream's mocking laughter. Starscream rubbed his metal forehead plate, chortling slowly to calm down.
"You two freaks are telling me to surrender? You freaks are a real riot, you know that?" Starscream jabbed a finger to himself, shaking his head. "You're just like those Auto-brats over there, a case of nuisances!"
"…Can we please dismantle him?" Lightning requested, eyebrow twitching at the insult. "I do not like being called a freak and a nuisance in the same shout."
"There were no orders in not to, brother," Thunder deviously replied.
Jetfire and Jetstorm recalled their initial battle with Starscream in the battle simulation Ultra Magnus put them in. If Thunder and Lightning were not careful, their lives would be forfeit.
"Separated they cannot be defeating him, brother!" Jetfire cried.
"Same for us," Jetstorm mused. Smirking, he turned to his brother and offered his hand. "Then let us do tag-team, but let us see if all four of us can be taking him out!"
Jetfire jovially agreed, shaking his head heartily. "Okie-for-dokie!"
As the Jet Twins spoke, Starscream swatted Lightning out of the sky, slamming the yellow elemental in the ground. Cupping his chin, he threw him back up into Thunder, but his brother quickly caught him. Asking if he was injured, his reply was Lightning growling furiously and charging his hands up. Thunder rolled his eyes, recalling his brother's impatience and flew down by him. Lightning shrieked ferociously, sending spiraling beams at Starscream in multiple shots. However, Starscream casually darted around them, mockingly yawning into his hand to emphasize his boredom.
It was at that point that Lightning was prepared to kill him. Lightning swerved down at him, dashing out. With his fist charged, he aimed for Starscream's metal cheek when the Decepticon squarely punched Lightning's chest. The impact drove Lightning's eyes to bulge out and gasp, but the sharp breath tortured his lungs. Gagging, he flopped to the ground and just as Starscream was ready to nail the final blow, a great gust of perilous wind blasted Lightning's thin frame into Thunder's arm.
Jetstorm recklessly rushed at Starscream, laughing vibrantly and fired another blast of wind that shoved Starscream into the ground. Jetfire quickly aided his brother, transforming his arms into flamethrowers. Waves of enormous flames ruptured free, slamming into Starscream as he was hurtled into the ground.
"Brother, brother, open your eyes," Thunder sputtered, landing on the snow as Lightning writhed in his arms.
Lightning moaned softly, weakly glancing over to him. He mumbled something incoherent that Thunder merely blinked at. Looking over to the battle, he found himself at a loss of words as he gazed on.
Jetfire leaped over Starscream, laughing blissfully as Starscream furiously swatted at him. What Thunder and Lightning did not expect suddenly occurred. Jetfire and Jetstorm's bodies starting…morphing as they would describe later. Arms and legs suddenly contracted while others expanded and sharpened. Their heads shrank into their bodies, and instead of arms came what looked like…bird wings? No, they were metal wings like a jet's. Thunder and Lightning soon realized why they were called Jetfire and Jetstorm: the twins transformed into jets.
"Brother…I have seen it all," Lightning murmured as Thunder blankly nodded.
"Your brother is okay, yeah?" Jetfire asked, voice seemingly coming from nowhere.
"Um, yes!" Thunder quickly replied, shocked. "You are fine, yes?"
Lightning nodded, wincing as Thunder helped him stand. "I am definitely not leaving until that purple machine is destroyed!" he seethed, cracking his knuckles.
Lightning shot out, immediately throwing waves of his namesake. Thunder stared at his brother momentarily before chuckling. He always did have a short temper and an even shorter attention span. Yet, he always loved Lightning no matter what.
Even if he was a stubborn, hedonist jerk at times.
Jetstorm and Jetfire dashed on opposite directions, creating an X motion in the sky. Starscream watched them, an amused air surrounding him. From the wings of the jets, small openings formed on the bottom of them, and out come tiny lasers as how Thunder and Lightning would describe them. Fire and wind alike spewed forth, blasting into Starscream from opposite sides. Starscream grunted, keeping his arms up to block the strikes.
"You little brats, you think you can get me? I've heard you two couldn't even beat a computer simulation of me," Starscream taunted, leaping up into the air. Suddenly, his hand slammed on Jetstorm's wing, and a sickening slicing sound coveted the air.
Jetstorm reverted back into his robot form, flying through the sky. Pain shot through his servos, gripping this shoulder in agony. His face contorted in agony, but suddenly a cloud was underneath him. He glanced over to find Thunder hurrying over to him while Lightning shot into the skies.
"How are you able to transform into…that?" Thunder questioned in dulling surprise.
"We is Autobots with the Decepticon genes -his genes- flowing through us," Jetstorm weakly explained as the elemental assisted him in sitting. "We is not his children, oh no, definitely not, if you is wondering. Still, I have to get back up and get him! He's a bad person!" Suddenly, he hissed and grasped his arm. His head doubled over, cooing meekly as he rubbed his elbow.
Thunder placed a hand on his other shoulder, making Jetstorm wearily glance over to him. "You have fought well. You must rest."
"I is going to get yelled at by Sentinel Prime if I do not be bringing him in," Jetstorm countered in a slight whine. "Also, my brother is there, and we is the perfect tag-team!"
Thunder shook his head. "I know how you feel about desiring to protect your brother at any cost, but in your condition-" Thunder noticed that Jetstorm's arm began sparkling, shooting out tiny bursts of light blue electricity. "-you would only harm yourself or the innocents in that town."
Meanwhile, Jetfire was flying towards his brother, but Lightning shot out in front of him. "Out of my way! My brother-!"
"My brother will take care of him," Lightning interjected. "We must defeat that one!" He jabbed a finger at Starscream as the violet and ebony Decepticon sneered.
Lightning assumed that Jetfire agreed with him as he turned back into his robot form. The orange Autobot nodded, glaring down at Starscream and swore he would pay for harming his brother. Starscream merely smirked arrogantly and flew up towards them. Jetfire snatched Lightning's arm, pushing him out of the way as Starscream shot out multiple dark pink beams. Lightning blasted back with his namesake, hitting each one. Bursts of smoke erupted from the impacts, cutting the elemental's vision. Jetfire quickly snatched Lightning's waist, shoving him towards the ground, barely avoiding Starscream's fist.
"Hold, Jetfire, take me back up," Lightning ordered softly. "Like you, that one is a robot, yes?"
Jetfire nodded uncertainly.
Lightning's eyes flashed with an acute insanity, gleaming brightly. "I control the lightning, a form that can short out the circuits of the likes of him. One pleasantly placed shot, and your problem is diminished."
Jetfire stared at Lightning incredulously. It was a plan that only fools could hope to accomplish. However, Jetfire thought, the quadrant of elementals and robots were rather childish. He smirked, pale green eyes shimmering in agreement.
"I will go above, you below!" Lightning commanded.
Jetfire swerved in the air on his boosters, cupping his flamethrowers together and fired. Starscream suddenly performed the same trick as the Jet Twins: transforming his body into a larger jet. Lightning blinked, mouth gaping stupidly wide as Starscream shot at him. Jetfire quickly flew in front, emissions of fire danced along his body. With a shrill roar, the flames shot out at Starscream's midsection and enveloped him in flames.
"Lightning, hurry! He is weakened for you!" Jetfire cried.
"Excellent work, my robotic friend," Lightning jeered, charging his fists up.
Lightning shot in front of Jetfire, nimbly leaping above Starscream and slammed his fingers against his skull. Starscream's eyes bulged out of his head. The electricity traveled along his body, stabbing into every wire. He cried out, waving his arms frailly about to knock Lightning off. Suddenly, his eyes shut down, and he tumbled towards the ground in a heap. He collided with the snow, buffering his fall, but he was unfortunately unconscious.
Jetfire and Lightning started cheering, waving their fists about in the air. Both performed backflips and laughed. They both grasped each other's hands and swung about in the sky, equally proud of themselves and each other.
"That was most amusing, my new friend," Lightning sneered, flying down with him. "Defeating that foul robot certainly made my day."
"We could not have done it without you or your brother," Jetfire admitted, shaking Lightning's hand. He suddenly caught wind of his brother's injury, noticing that Jetstorm was lying down on Thunder's cloud. "Br-brother!"
"How does he fare, Thunder?" Lightning asked, quietly stepping up to him.
"He seems to be in pain," Thunder sadly reported. "His shoulder is sparkling up a storm."
"Do not be in fear, Jetstorm. Red Alert will help," Jetfire quickly cried. Looking over his shoulder, his eyes pleaded with the elemental brothers for help.
Thunder stepped forward, stating, "Where do you need to go to heal your brother?"
Jetfire pouted to the sky.
"The clouds?" Lightning guessed.
"No, we belong in space," Jetfire explained.
"…Brother, you are on your own," Lightning stated, starting to walk away, but Thunder snatched his arm, dragging him back.
"Exactly what do you mean by space?" Thunder asked curiously.
"You see, there is being a large spaceship where the officers like my brother and I live. The other Autobots that is there will absolutely help us. Auntie Red Alert is the most definite choice of being fixed up," Jetfire explained.
The Storm Twins understood that the Jet Twins lived with others like them in some massive ship in space. Oh, and they had an aunt. Though, how robots had familial relations, they could not figure out and would try to remember to ask later. Thunder pulled the cloud with Jetstorm over to him, and Lightning placed a hand on his unwounded shoulder. Thunder strolled over to Starscream, grasping his arm and with a grunt, heaved the lug over his shoulder and trudged back to the group. Jetfire whistled, smirking and complimented his strength. Thunder reddened, both with bashfulness and strain, but managed to smile back in his praise.
"Jetfire, stand in the middle of us and hold my hand," Lightning ordered, taking Jetfire's.
"I is not letting go," Jetfire promised, "but why is you two be helping us?"
"We are Titans, it is our duty to help those in need," Thunder proclaimed.
"Also, I do not wish to be nagged at by the leader boy, Robin," Lightning growled. "He has no sense of fun."
"Oh, so will he become upset if you are not being there when he needs you?" Jetfire asked. "I don't want you two to be getting in trouble."
"We are helping you and your brother. Leader boy should not be displeased with us," Lightning quipped. "Now, stop your inane protesting! We are helping!"
"Um, okie-for-dokie," Jetfire mumbled, smiling quirkily.
Suddenly, a blue flash enveloped them. It was like pale blue lightning, jutting up and off the ground. Jetfire gasped, but Lightning kept his hand tight around his. Thunder gripped Jetstorm by his waist, dragging him to his feet. The cloud that housed the blue robot faded like mist. Suddenly, the four were off the ground and into the sky, darting faster than the speed of sound.
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"Where are those cogs?" Sentinel Prime shouted, staring at the monitors in front of him.
"Chill, man," Jazz ushered as Ultra Magnus rolled his eyes. "I'm sure the twins are completely fine."
"But where'd they go?" Sentinel snarled, gesturing to the monitors. "We lost them after they threw a snowball at some flying…yellow thing and started talking!"
The three had congregated into the monitor room where officers were to be watched and coached if needed be on machines. They were all on board of Ultra's plan of capturing Starscream who escaped them a few weeks prior. Jetfire and Jetstorm volunteered to go, and Sentinel wanted to ensure they would not fail, so he made sure to watch their every move. They allowed Starscream to escape once, but if they let it happen again…well, he stated that training periods would be longer and harder than before.
"The last data feed shows that they were apparently engaged in combat with what appeared to be metahumans," Ultra stated, cutting off Sentinel's rant.
"Metahumans? You mean organics with, like, superpowers or something? Ultra Magnus, sir, but I don't think that can happen on that water planet," Jazz stated.
"We've seen stranger things, Jazz," Sentinel argued gravely. "A couple of freaks on that heinous planet wouldn't surprise me. Hope those mutants didn't hurt the brats. If they did, I'll be going after them personally!"
Suddenly, a light streamed down and exploded on the table behind them. Smoke infiltrated the room as the Autobots prepared for an attack. Suddenly, the smoke faded, revealing Jetfire, Jetstorm and the two organics they faced on the monitors. For some reason, the newcomers were blue and yellow in color, both looking around very frantically in surprise. Small swirls rolled around in their eyes as they dropped to their knees.
"Are you two hurt?" Jetfire asked, suddenly scared.
"We are fine, my friend," Thunder admitted, patting his shoulder. "My brother and I are not accustomed to flying with so many others. It takes more strength that way, especially when teleporting to space."
"Jetfire, report!" Sentinel shouted, shocking them.
"Ah, yes sir, Sentinel Prime, sir! My brother is being in lots of pain from a blast from Starscream, but we managed to capture him, sir!" Jetfire explained, saluting. "Oh, and sir, these is Thunder and Lightning, two organics with alien blood that were of great help to us. If not for them…" He smiled back gratefully. "…Starscream would be doing us in now, I think the saying is."
"We were happy to help in anyway," Thunder replied. "…Incredible. I had no idea such creatures as yourselves existed."
"And such height, too! I feel like the green one." Lightning pouted, crossing his arms as Thunder chuckled.
"Jazz, take Jetstorm to the infirmary," Ultra ordered.
"C'mon, kid, let's get you some well-deserved rest and help," Jazz ushered, helping Jetstorm walk out.
"Will he be better soon?" Thunder asked, concern vivid in his tone.
"I hope," Jetfire whispered. "It is very rare for Autobots to have siblings, but my brother and I is special."
Ultra suddenly noticed the purple blotch behind them, emitting a small gasp. "Sentinel, it's Starscream. They captured Starscream."
"Thank the Spark! It took you long enough, but good work," Sentinel jeered, patting Jetfire's head. "Uh, you two…blue and yellow men." He heaved Starscream's arm over his shoulder, stating, "Ultra, I take him to the vault to be thrown in jail."
Ultra nodded, remaining silent as his subordinate walked out.
Thunder and Lightning exchanged soft looks with each other, unblinking. Lightning smiled, nudging his brother in the arm. Jetfire stared blankly at them as Thunder crossed his arms with a matching grin.
"My brother and I were conjoined twins from the head," Thunder explained, "but we were separated with magic. So I suppose we are special, too."
"That is funny! My brother and I were separated by the split protocol! It is like you organic doctors splitting up the organic offspring!"
"Autobots normally don't have siblings," Ultra stated, cutting into their conversation. "Of course, we do have parents that build us, but Jetfire and Jetstorm are special. It's a rare anomaly to see twins in Autobots or Decepticons."
"It is common on our world for there to be twins and siblings," Lightning retorted. "Who are you?"
"My name is Ultra Magnus, leader of the Autobots. Jetfire and his brother work for me. They are inducted as Junior Officers in the Elite Guard."
"Well, we are Thunder and Lightning, Honorary Titans of the Teen Titans," Thunder introduced, pointing to himself and his brother. "It seems we are very alike with your wards."
"Yes…you two twins look astonishingly similar," Ultra replied. "Excellent work on your capture, and Jetfire?"
Jetfire straightened, gulping.
Ultra smiled a rare, tired smile. Warmly, he rubbed Jetfire on the head and said, "Give Jetstorm my regards, understood? You two did marvelous on your first A rank solo mission."
It Jetfire were human, he figured a bright crimson blush would stretch from ear to ear. He watched silently as Ultra exited the room. Once the doors slid shut, Jetfire whooped loudly, spinning on his heels. He waved his arms around excitedly like a little kid before noticing his snickering audience. Frowning as Thunder and Lightning feebly attempted to cover up their near silent laughter at his young display, Jetfire crossed his arms and turned away from them.
"You two is mean. I is speaking with you no more," Jetfire huffed, sticking his head up.
"Of course, you say that now, but in two seconds, you shall," Lightning taunted.
"I is not!" Jetfire retorted, turning around. Pausing, he gazed at Lightning's victorious expression and frowned, glaring death into him. "I don't like you."
Thunder laughed, apologizing for his brother's rashness. Patting Jetfire on the back, he asked if they could have a tour of the ship. Jetfire shrugged, nodding. Ultra did not seem to mind his guests, and he never said anything negative about showing them around. However, he was extremely worried about his brother, keeping it locked up inside so he would not make him new organic friends tremble in the same emotion.
Before they could exit, two beeping that sounding rather catchy melody exploded into the still air. Thunder and Lightning removed their communicators, and Robin's face was present. Both inwardly groaned as Robin stared or glared -they could never tell- at them.
"Where are you?" he demanded.
"A space-"
Lightning slammed a hand over his brother's mouth, smiling brightly. Robin twitched, finding Lightning's expression to be the epitome of creepiness. Thunder gasped, blinking several times as Lightning removed his hand.
"Fear not, leader boy, we have performed our duty with aplomb," Lightning sneered. "The Russian village is safe."
"We have reports from the village that you two were fighting…" Robin looked down, bringing a piece of paper to his face before peering over questionably. "…robotic clones and an even bigger purple robot?"
"Preposterous! Those Russian fools, ah, how amusing! Oh, we must be going," Lightning quickly blurted, kicking Thunder gently with his foot.
"Oh, yes! We must, uh, raise a storm for a drought in, uh…"
"India, dear brother!"
"Yes, India! Farewell, leader boy!"
Both shut off their communicators as Robin shouted something feebly at them. Simultaneously, they sighed, and Thunder sent a glare to Lightning. He merely shoved off his older brother's glower, shrugging calmly.
"Was the need to lie so great?" Thunder demanded.
"Well, it is not like that odd boy would be listening to you if you would be telling him the truth, yeah?" Jetfire asked as Lightning nodded.
"I suppose not," the blue elemental admitted downtroddenly.
"Fear not, brother," Lightning jeered, wrapping his arm around Thunder's shoulder. "I am certain in time the Titans will learn of the…Autobot's existence." Turning to Jetfire, he asked, "I am saying the name correct, yes?"
Jetfire nodded, smiling. "Okie-for-dokie! Let's take you two on a tour!"
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It's a little shorter than the first chapter, but I wanted to have the action first and slow the rest of the chapter down with some interaction between the Jet and Storm Twins. So, please review.