I'M SUPER SORRY YOU GUYS! School is pretty hectic and I'm dealing with some friendship issues.
Ok! Since NO ONE wanted to help me choose, (except Primesgirl4!) I chose the guardian myself! MY BEST FRIEND JUST GREW SOME BALLS! *sniff* I'm so proud right now you have NO idea. This is like TFA Optimus standing up to Sentinel. LMFAOOOO! Operation Bumblebee parts 1 and 2 were frigging HILARIOUS! XD I was dying when I saw them xDD DISCLAIMER: -.- Why do I have to keep putting this up? You people get the point!
Primesgirl4 – Really, YAY! Thanks for the review; at least I'm not allonnee!
Pokemonjki – Well, this chapter isn't great… It's EPIC!
She was tired, hungry, and slightly cold. The sky seemed darker than it was a few minutes ago and she prayed to Sykros that it would not rain.
Cypress trudged down the deserted street in a slowly failing attempt to find at least one store that was open this late. Cypress sighed to herself, determined to not give up. They needed food and clothes. She walked on, looking both ways and not even bothering to use the sidewalk. She settled for walking in the middle of the empty street instead. The only thing she had was at least five hundred dollars in her pocket and her new weapon in the pouch on her tall right boot. Cypress could feel herself falling asleep. Her eyelids began to droop from fatigue. Just as she was about to drop on the floor, there was a light that finally caught her attention.
Cypress snapped her head up and nearly jumped for joy. Ahead was a large market looking place. The parking lot had a few cars meaning that it was still open. She began to walk faster, just wanting to buy what they needed and then go back to the hotel to sleep, hopefully until the afternoon.
Cypress started running at that thought, slowing down to a smooth stop when she was in front of the double sliding doors. She glanced up at the large, glowing neon lights that hung above it.
"Wal-Mart?" She whispered to herself. "What type of store name is that?" Cypress shook her head. She was not here to mock things names. She was here to buys things and gather information. She gave a tired sigh before walking into the brightly lit store. Some cashers turned their heads before giving a highly confused look at her; the others were too busy trying to check out the different items customers were buying. Cypress ignored them all and turned to grab a cart.
"Food, clothes… and maybe some shoes." Cypress told herself as she walked up the nearly empty isles, pushing the metal cart ahead of her. Finding food was the easiest thing Cypress had ever done in her life. She merely grabbed whatever looked good and slammed it into the cart without a second glance. Most of what she took was no doubt unhealthy for both of them, but she couldn't find the means to care at the moment.
Finding clothes; however, was the hard part… for Cypress anyway. All the clothes were either too bright or too girly. Cypress sighed in slight annoyance as she dropped a white and pink shirt on top of all the other clothes she picked out for Azela. She was better off buying her clothes from the male section. Men's section, she reminded herself as she wheeled herself across the marble path towards the other side of the clothing department. They use the term boy or man, not male.
Cypress grabbed things off the multiple racks in a heartbeat, smiling when she found things that she liked. Of course she was going to use a scissor to cut some of the cloth near the top of the shirts. Cypress hated when things pressed against her neck in an irritating fashion.
Next were shoes. Only Cypress rejected half of them before she reached the end of her tether and gave up. She could easily go to a different store tomorrow.
"That would be four hundred dollars and seventy five cents." The rather young cashier stated after everything had been accounted for and thrown into white plastic bags. Cypress smiled and handed the money over to the woman, thankful that Azela had brought three thousand dollars with her. How she got her hands on that type of money was a mystery to Cypress.
Cypress managed a brief thank you before grabbing the bags, ignoring the cart altogether, and walking towards the exit. She gave a sleepy sigh. Now all she had to do was get to their hotel room without passing out in the middle of the street. Cypress stopped momentarily underneath a light before looking around. No one was around at the moment. Of course it was nearly twelve at night.
Cypress smirked and shifted the eight bags on her arms, four on each. She could get back much faster than merely walking there. She closed her eyes, placing all her focus on her back. Cypress may have been strong, and she may have the ability to take down anything in her path, but she was still learning how to control her flight abilities.
Cypress smiled as she felt the oddly comforting tingle of the double sets of wing tattoos coming to life and detaching from her back.
Cypress suddenly snapped her eyes open. Something wasn't right, she could feel it. Cypress's eyes hardened as she scanned the empty area around her. She was being watched… by something that was not human.
Cypress slowly reached down and pulled the purple gem from her boot pocket as a low, guttural growl filled the air. Yes, most definitely not human. Cypress willed the glowing gem to turn into a flaming purple flail. She stood perfectly still, listening for any signs of movement. There was another growl to her left. Cypress held her breath.
Suddenly, there was a loud roar followed by the sounds of fast paws moving against the black pavement. Cypress spun towards the sounds, the bags on her arms slapping against her sides. A dark figure came at her, a flash of pure black, and slashed at her right arm. Cypress screeched in pain, dropping the flaming flail and bags to grip the hurt arm. She growled and looked up to see the beast snarling in her face. Cypress swiftly bent over to pick up her weapon, ignoring the silver and blue blood that was now swirling down her arm like a waterfall. She narrowed her eyes and leaned forward slightly to glare at the black beast.
It had four yellow eyes with black fur. It was large, the size of a miniature bus, with six legs. The beast bared its sharp teeth and used its front legs to paw at the gravel like an Earthly bull. Tuffs of smoke escaped its nose as it snarled.
Cypress snarled at it, her body still hunched over. Stupid snaktion, Cypress thought bitterly, following Azela and myself to Era. Cypress smirked, knowing that this was going to be challenging with an already hurt arm. But she was okay with that. Cypress loved challenges.
"Let us dance."
It's a prreettyy linnnee! *Sings in tone of Circle of Life*
The large base was full of an eerie silence, only to be broken by beeps and buzzes that emitted from Bumblebee.
"Bee's right," Bulkhead stated as he took a step towards Optimus and Ratchet. "We already have the kids. So it can't be one of us." Optimus gave a small nod of understanding.
"Of course," he stated. "But tomorrow is another day, and when the situation arises, we can deal with it accordingly." Optimus glanced at all of them.
"But for now, I believe it is in our best interest to return the children to their families." He then turned his attention to Ratchet.
"Prepare the ground bridge." Ratchet nearly nodded his head and spun to punch in the coordinates.
Ohhhh snaaappp! Another pretty line! :o
Cypress couldn't help but grunt as she was thrown against a brick wall of a random store. She groaned as she fell against the pavement. The snaktion growled at her again. Cypress gripped the flail tightly. She was not going to lose to a beast that she fought at least a billion times. She growled angrily and got up off the floor, the flail in her hand swiftly changing into flaming sword. The beast roared and charged once more. In the back of her mind, Cypress dimly thought that she should use her armor. Her real armor. The one she had implanted inside of her when she became a warrior/gladiator for the Rakvarian military.
Cypress gave a powerful flap of her double set of wings and did a flip over the large beast, landing with a small thud on the other side. The snaktion all but slammed into the brick wall that Cypress had been thrown against. It roared in pain before stumbling backwards on its six legs. Cypress took the air once more, flying at it at full speed, only to slow down and drop onto its back. The snaktion screeched and began to buck around as if it were an earthly bull. It slammed itself against the brick wall a couple of times before running in the opposite direction and slamming its side into a nearby tree.
It roared in frustration when it realized that it hadn't thrown Cypress of its back.
Cypress yelped and griped a fistful of black fur with her left hand, managing to stay on. The other hand raised the flaming purple sword above its neck.
"Goodbye," Cypress stated before slashing downwards in one quick movement.
The snaktion stopped moving and the air around them was quiet. Cypress breathed heavily as the beast swayed slightly in the soft breeze. And suddenly, ever so slowly, the beast's head fell to the floor. Green blood splattered against the pavement and splashed up against Cypress's clothes and on her face slightly as the snaktion's body fell to the floor. Cypress let out a tired sigh, wiping the green blood off her face with her free hand. The sword glowed for a moment before shrinking back into a small gem.
Cypress slid off its back and stumbled forward, the sound of her armor rattling filling the air around her. Cypress spun around to stare at her work. However, the moment of glory only lasted a few seconds. She watched as the snaktion's body glowed brightly, forcing Cypress to raise a hand to cover her eyes. There was a strong wind and a loud poof before the bright light faded away. Cypress lowered her hand, only to find that both the head and the body of the beast were gone. She sighed before groaning and gripping her hurt arm that was still bleeding. The silver and blue blood dripped onto her skirt.
Cypress managed to drop the purple gem into a pouch on one of her boots before stumbling forward to reclaim the grocery bags in her no hurt arm. She spread her wings, preparing herself for flight for a moment, before giving them a powerful flap and taking off into the night sky.
Cypress stumbled to a stop near the Elshmaid Hotel, grunting as she landed on the grey sidewalk. She recollected her wings and stood up straight. Pain shot through her right arm as she used her side to open the glass doors. She glanced around. The young man from earlier was fast asleep against the counter, drool slipping from the side of his mouth onto the magazine he had been reading. Cypress thanked her Rakvarian gods before silently walking by the man and towards the elevator.
Cypress bent down and used her nose to press the button for the eleventh floor. She then leaned backwards to rest her back against the metal wall. She let out a pained sigh, pulling her hand away from her right arm slightly. Thin strands of silver and blue blood connected her arm and hand. Cypress shivered as the doors slid open. She came close to collapsing onto the carpeted floor as she stumbled out of the elevator. Lack of sleep and major blood loss did not mix well with Cypress at the moment.
Azela, who was reading a book in her rather comfortable bed, jumped when the sound of a door opening and closing echoed through the hotel room. There was the sound of bags falling onto the floor followed by the sound of grunting. Something wasn't right.
Azela shot out of bed, the white sheets spilling onto the floor as she scampered towards the living room, nearly falling on several occasions.
"Cypress!" She exclaimed as she flicked on the lights. "Are you- AHH!" she screeched when she saw her arm gushing blood.
"Shush!" Cypress quieted as she fell onto the leathered couch. She glanced up at Azela's terrified blue eyes. She felt a flash of guilt pass though her for a moment before asking; "Did you bring a medical kit or something?" Azela gave a quick nod before spinning around and running to her room. She returned a few second later carrying a small brown bag.
"How did this happen?" Azela questioned as she dug through the bag and pulled out a tube of some sort of green gel and a roll of cloth.
"A snaktion must have followed us." Cypress hissed in reply as Azela moved to wipe the blood from her arm, showing three deep scratches that started from her shoulder and ended on her forearm. "I managed to defeat it with a hurt arm."
"Mmm, that does not surprise me." Azela stated as she wiped the gashes over with the green gel. "You do fight things to make a living."
"Oh be quiet!" Cypress snapped with a sleepy smile. She suddenly frowned slightly.
"Azela,"
"Hm?" Azela hummed as she began to wrap her arm in a few layers of cloth.
"When I defeated the snaktion… it glowed and disappeared. Where… where did it go?" She asked. Azela looked up with a mildly surprised expression.
"It went back to Rakvari," She responded as she stood up and walked towards the small kitchen to wash her hands. "Dead Rakvarian monsters can only spend a few moments in a different world before their bodies return to our homeland to be reformed by Junkay, the god of monsters, as you know." Azela smirked as she shut off the water and grabbed a towel. She glanced up before giving a slight smile.
Cypress was laid over the couch. Her hurt was arm resting on her stomach while the other was falling off the edge of the sofa, her fingers brushing against the beige carpet. Her heavy breathing indicated that she was asleep. Azela chuckled, throwing the small towel onto the counter top and walking around the counter towards the small closet to get a blanket and a pillow.
Cypress's eyes scrunched up in her sleep as she made a small whimpering noise. Azela merely sighed and gently laid the blanket over her body. She gently raised Cypress's head to push the pillow underneath it.
"Sleep well, Cypress." Azela whispered as she placed a comforting hand on the sleeping girl's forehead. She gave a small smile.
"You deserve it."
OMG! I'M SUPER SORRY FOR THIS BEING SO LATE DX! But at least it's long… kinda… DX ugh, I'm sorry you guys! I'm just having some issues with my friends and some other stuff.
Anyways, review! Or no dark side cookies for CHUU… -_-