Transformers Galaxy Force: Thunder Storm
Disclaimer: I don't own Galaxy Force.
Chapter Nine
Lori sobbed as she ran, the tears making it hard to see. She could still hear Coby's screams of agony where she left him. She didn't want to leave him there, but he begged her to save herself. She couldn't let him sacrifice himself for nothing. She loved him too much. So she ran.
Chromia looked down on the pitiful human below her and smiled. One down, one to go, she thought as she started after Lori.
Master Galvatron had watched from Chromia's shadow. He was impressed. Chromia had learned how to generate electric fields well.
He could feel it. The electricity was still in him. He had absorbed it. He didn't know why. He knew he wasn't dead yet, but he felt that way just the same. Or did he? Was that his heart that was beating? Yes, and no. His heart was still beating, but he could feel the pulse of something else. Something powerful reached out to him. The power was full of light and hope. He embraced it, and he felt himself begin to change.
I will not die here, he thought. I am not going to die like this. He could feel it, the pulse of Planet Force. The power to change a star, a planet, even a galaxy. The power to change a Transformer. The power to change him, and make him stronger. It coursed through his body, healing, helping, empowering.
Unknown to anyone, Coby's body began to radiate a blue aura of energy. It spread over him and engulfed him in light.
Master Galvatron watched Chromia pursue Lori deep into the prison. He was enjoying this. Lori had managed to evade Chromia so far, but it would only be a matter of time.
Then he felt it; the cursed light of Planet Force. The same light that had flowed from Galaxy Convoy's Matrix as he stabbed Master Galvatron two years ago, sending him into a nonexistent state. He felt that cursed light again now. It was somewhere nearby, and he couldn't be in its presence.
He stepped out of Chromia's shadow and left, not noticing the scanning beam that passed over his shadowy form.
No, Coby thought, Not like that. Modify. The image in his mind shifted slightly to his commands as he manipulated it, modifying it to his own style and purpose.
Yes!
Now he was ready to embrace his destiny.
Lori wiped the tears from her eyes and looked at the wall in front of her. The tunnel she had run down had turned out to be a dead end. She turned, intending to continue running, and froze. At the end of the tunnel stood Chromia. The Destron female smiled and leveled her gun at Lori.
"Sorry your boyfriend wasn't able to buy you enough time, Runt," Chromia laughed and fired. A missile shot strait at Lori, and there was no way the Human could avoid it.
Suddenly, a figure engulfed in blue light ran out from behind Chromia and stepped between the missile and Lori. Red electricity shot out from the figure's hand, destroying the missile. Chromia gasped in surprise, and Lori looked up in fear.
The figure turned toward Lori, the blue light fading to reveal a large Transformer. His design was similar to Master Galvatron's, but this Transformer was blue and silver. His green eyes glowed with kindness and the rest of his face was covered by a faceplate similar to Galaxy Convoy's. On his chest was a Cybertron emblem with crossed wrenches. In a rather strange way, Lori thought the Transformer actually looked quite handsome. For some reason, she was no longer afraid.
Chromia glared venomously at the newcomer. "Who are you?" she demanded.
The Transformer turned and looked at Chromia. His voice was metallic – but familiar to Lori – as he replied, "A warrior of justice. I am Rodimus Convoy."
