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The Republic home world was in a mass panic when they heard the message from the Decepticons. Many people began to panic or riot at the news of their home being attacked my invaders. The rioters concentrated at the Senate building, shouting, and chanting for the Senate to surrender the Autobots to keep themselves safe.
Chancellor Palpatine began evacuations into the deepest shelters within the planet. A majority of the people went; those who refused, continued their rioting around the Senate building, demanding that the Autobots be turned over to the Decepticons, not knowing the full story yet, or they didn't care.
"The people demand that we surrender the Autobots in order to ensure their safety. I say we let them." Oran Free Tarr, the fat Twi'lek, spoke to the senate, in favor of having Coruscant spared from the threat of being attacked by more advanced and destructive weapons than anything produced by any being in the Galaxy.
"Indeed, why should lives be lost for giant soulless droids?" The Quarren senator, Christo, asked uncaringly about the Autobots.
Several growls were heard as Yarua, the Wookie senator from Kashyyk, gave his own speech about the situation.
"This is something of a surprise to see you standing up for the droids, Senator Yarua. Or did you forget how you tore off the arm of an interpreter droid during your negotiations with the Trandoshans?" Lott Dod said, surprised at first, turning it into a sneer.
"Yes, how we know that this isn't a Separatist plot?" Senator Deechi, from Umbara, asked snidely.
Yarua snarled before he made his case quite clear in his language about the Autobots, how after listening to their story, he felt their sadness compared to the cold emptiness he usually felt in droids around him or in any Republic world. He was able to tell how much the Autobots held honor and loyalty to their cause during the war that took away the Cybertronians' home planet from both factions. Yarua finished his speech by saying that if they would not stand by the beings who went through the proper, civil means of speaking to the Senate and the honesty of their answers to the questions some Senators had, then they would be no different than the enemy that they are trying to defeat.
"Excellently put, Senator Yarua." Chancellor Palpatine said, even though this was the first time the Wookie spoke much about something that did not relate to any reformation movements that the imposing Wookie Senator usually occupied himself with, instead of dealing with his usual activities.
Chancellor Palpatine turned to the Senate, "We've received reports from Admiral Yularen that though there have been some unproven fears and doubt of their intentions, the Autobot soldiers were quick to aid our outnumbered forces from being wiped out by the droid army."
"If they were willing to risk exposing themselves to the enemy in order to secure the lives of our brave troops on the front lines, then does that not allow us to give them the benefit of the doubt. Even now, I received a report that the Autobots are getting all available Energon to their ship in order to take off, so that our city wouldn't be involved in this dispute between them and the Decepticon faction." Bail Organa reminded everyone. His words caused many to deeply consider this while others began talking or shaking their heads in contempt.
Anakin and Obi-wan were busy preparing the troops for battle, in case the Decepticons did not keep their word about leaving Coruscant after securing the Autobots and their ship.
"General."
Both Jedi turned to see Captain Rex reporting, "The entire planetary defenses and our soldiers on Coruscant are on high alert and await your commands."
"Good Job, Rex." Anakin praised his captain, turning his head in the direction of where the reports of the Titan's coordinates for the past hour indicated.
Mace Windu joined them with Commander Pawns. He asked, "What is the situation with the Decepticon vessel?"
"Hasn't moved since we spotted it on our scopes, Master Windu." Anakin said, lowering the electronic binoculars.
As the Jedi watched the Decepticon vessel, Commander Cody approached them and said, "News from the Chancellor, Sirs."
He pulled out a holo-disc and the miniature hologram of the Chancellor.
"Oh thank goodness that I was able to get to speak with you, Master Jedi."
The Chancellor's relief and previous feeling of worry concerned the Jedi. Mace Windu addressed the leader of the Galactic Republic, "Yes, Chancellor?"
"The senate has decided. And we agreed that we will use our reserve and planetary systems to give the Autobots time to escape, while escorting the citizens to the emergency shelters." Palpatine explained. Anakin's expression turned to one of shock.
"Chancellor!" Anakin began.
Looking over to the young Jedi, the chancellor spoke first, intercepting his protest, "I understand how you feel Master Skywalker. However, the senate has spoken. True we will lose many of our forces and perhaps our lives, but it will be known that we did not surrender our liberty in the presence of such tyranny."
The Jedi present sensed the determination of the Chancellor's words, knowing that he wasn't just putting on a brave face. Mace Windu looked over to a recently arrived Jedi, the amphibious being from Glee Anselm, Jedi master Kit Fisto, a member of the council.
"Seems we have no choice, but to lead our force to distract the Decepticons." Kit Fisto remarked, looking at the ship.
Mace Windu nodded, "Agreed. Skywalker, myself, and our other remaining pilots, will lead our forces into space, forming a defensive line over the planet closest to their ship. It's up to you, Obi-Wan, and the rest of our ground forces to deal with any that break through our defensive line."
"Seeing what forces we have against Cybertronian advance weaponry and armor, I fear that it will result in a losing battle on our side." Obi-Wan observed, remembering the blaster fire from the Battle droids merely bounced off the armor of their Autobot allies.
"That may be, but if we target their exhaust ports in the flyers alternate forms, or someplace that the armor is the weakest, then we might be able to stand a chance." Anakin suggested, resulting in the three masters to nod in agreement with Anakin's logic.
"I pray that we will survive this horror." Chancellor Palpatine stated, putting his faith in the Jedi. He ended the communications so that he could be evacuated into his private security bunker.
'So will we, Chancellor. So will we...' Obi-wan thought as he went to prepare his forces with Master Fisto. As Mace Windu stayed with Anakin, he felt a disturbance in the force coming from the Decepticon ship, a disturbance that resembled the presence of the Dark side.
On the Ark, Kup was explaining of his troops of the same plan given by the Chancellor. The old war veteran hated running away while someone else risked their planet and lives for them. But the soldier part of him knew that this was a good strategy. Hopefully when they reached space, the Decepticon sensors would pick them up and break off the attack to chase after them.
According to the faces of his soldiers, many of them too weren't very keen on running away while others risked their lives for them.
"Even if we did want to leave, we can't, due to someone…" Wedge began turning his anger to a certain hotshot Autobot who whistled innocently. The building prodigy sighed, continuing, "We're stuck here. It'll take deca-cycles, perhaps a complete stellar cycle till they're functional enough for us to lift off."
Red Alert looked over and said, "According to previous historical reports in Teletraan 1, Organic beings are not to be trusted, for they are savage creatures and too eager for surviving over others in their group."
"Ahh! That's probably more propaganda from Zeta Prime to rally that phobia of his." Wing Saber dismissed the idea. He was not really a big authority figure supporter until Optimus saved him from an experiment of Shockwave's during the war.
"You forget how some of them wanted us to just give up on the Energon that rightfully belongs to us." Red Alert added, aware of went on in the meeting.
"They didn't know any better; they'll understand and learn to respect our needs." Ironhide said, in defense of his new friends.
"Hey, you heard them, comparing us to those Spark-less Minicons. Thinking that we live to serve them like they were Quintessons." Hound added, taking a puff from his Cy-gar.
"Hey I'm all about maintaining our image, but I can't help but be impressed by the things they made in their space vessels." Wedge began.
"Such as?"
"Laser barriers on the flight decks, interdimensional transportation systems, Energy recycling converters. If we're able to learn more about their tech and retrofit it to be more compatible with the systems onboard the Ark, we might be able to conserve a higher quantity of Energon for ourselves instead of worrying about the engines and weapons.
Before Red Alert could say another word Hot Rod groaned, slamming his fist against the wall. This grabbed the attention of those in the room as he asked, "Isn't it obvious what we should do?"
"Leave before they turn on us, use our biology and technology against us and enslave the universe?" Red Alert guessed, getting some nods from a couple of the Bridge ops.
"No, we must stay and help them survive. After all, it is our fault that the Decepticons are here too." Hot Rod, said, bringing up a very good point.
Springer sighed, "What are we to do, sir?"
Kup remained silent. Wishing that Optimus Prime was here, really needing that Prime wisdom of his in this situation.
Obsidian remained at his station on the ship, watching the planet. If Soundwave was with him, he'd be able to use the spymaster's infiltration, hacking, and spy skills in order to learn of the Republic's next step. Obsidian has always been a bot of logic, which was what made him a very successful general during his time before the war for Cybertron. Megatron and many of the Decepticons knew that about himself and Strika.
Strika approached and said, "We should have received some transmission from the Republic by now, if they truly value their existence. Instead we are getting no signals, but only reading of their ships converging on the sectors. They must be preparing for a fight."
"A logical assumption… but thinking back to the war with the Quintessons, organic creatures follow their chaotic feelings rather than the logical path." Obsidian reminded, remembering the Quintesson's pets, Sharkticons.
Flying towards the bridge he spoke through the ship's comms. "Decepticons, prepare the assault."
At his command, the Decepticons throughout the ship began hurrying into combat positions or getting on drop ships in squads. Heading towards the planet and the fleet.
Barricade, much to his annoyance, was partnered with Skywarp. One of the Seekers that was partnered with Starscream, and the most thuggish of the seeker trio.
"So Barri, ready to trash some bots?" Skywarp asked, readying his guns.
Barricade huffed, "One bot in particular. And don't call me Barri!"
Skywarp laughed. He transformed, floating in the air for the temperamental Decepticon to jump on the back of the black and purple flyer.
"Initiating Teleport." Skywarp announced, teleporting the pair right in the middle of the battle zone.
"SKYWARP!" Barricade shouted, as an impact of an explosion caused the land Decepticon to be tossed off the flyer.
Making a U-turn, Skywarp called out, "Hold yer castings! I'ma coming!"
Skywarp flew closer and Barricade grabbed the wing of the flyer in a strong enough hold before climbing back on him.
Through the defensive line of ships, Barricade slammed his fist into the dark seeker's haul causing Skywarp some pain, "Hey! Watch the paint!"
"Do you ever think about what you do before you do it?! You trained in Circuit Su for spark's sake! Act like it!" Barricade shouted back as they flew through the Republic's ships with some of their forces that made it through the space battle.
"I'll show you Circuit-Su… you over bloated… wheel grinding…" Skywarp muttered as he flew them close enough for Barricade to land on the side of one of the skyscrapers. He began shooting up the place as more Decepticons came through.
The Jedi Temple, the Senate building, and every place of importance was on high alert. The more experienced Jedi had led the younglings into the safe rooms.
Outside, Anakin and Mace Windu were scrambling the fighters. They entered their Jedi star fighters and flew off to engage the invading forces until, to both Jedi's surprise, two flyers came down, transforming and began firing around, causing damage and harm to their immediate area.
A blue flyer with a body design more sophisticated than the Decepticon troopers flew down and began firing about.
"My scans showed that the Ark should be around this station somewhere…" The blue broad shouldered flyer said to his men as he looked around.
Anakin and Mace Windu changed course and began engaging the enemies nearby.
Feeling as though it like rain droplets on skin, the blue flyer looked up and scoffed, "DO you organics really believe your slightly primitive vehicles could ever pierce our state of the art armor?"
The two Jedi were surprised by this and they kept fighting.
Sighing to himself, the blue flyer ordered, "Deal with these fleshies, I must continue my search."
"Yes, Thundercracker." The two seekers proceeded to fire on the Jedi Starfighters. It would appear the Decepticons were winning against the two Jedi, until the flyers were fired upon by a familiar, flying land speeder with wings on either side.
Thundercracker looked back in time to see Ironhide, in his new vehicle mode, driving up and pounding the surviving drone into scrap, shouting, "That's what ya get fer joining the wrong side!"
Just as the scientist of the Seeker trio were to fire on Ironhide and Tracks, a sky blue blur spun around him, causing his targeting systems to be obscured, and reigned several lightning jabs along his body. A speeding voice declared, "We're-not-gonna-let-you-pirates-do-to-this-planet-like-you-did-Cybertron! No-way! No-way! No-way!"
Thundercracker closed his optics. It wasn't until he felt the wind stopping that he opened them and found himself off the metal floor that he was standing on, "Scrap…"
And Thundercracker fell several stories before transforming and flying off to engage the blue speedster, "I'm gonna enjoy tearing your servos out of your main module, Blurr!"
Blurr, after he had stopped running, began firing back on the blue Seeker.
Anakin and the other Jedi looked at each other in surprise at seeing the Autobots helping them. The two looked up when they heard weapons firing, and sensing lives ending, saw the Autobot flyers, the Aerialbots, engaging the Decepticon forces.
"I don't believe it." Anakin breathed. He felt his ship rocking and saw that the blue flyer, Thundercracker, was heading towards his position. As he turned his fighter to engage the enemy, three beams of yellow energy shot out, hitting Thundercracker's wing.
With a surprised yell, the scientific flyer fell, a cloud of smoke trailing behind him. Anakin looked down to see the Autobot warrior, Hot Rod, the three robs on his outstretched form arm smoking. He placed some fingers to his helm and said, through the comms, "We'll handle the cons on planet, you two help your space forces."
"What about not wanting to get involved?" Anakin asked, hovering his Starfighter around as he fired on any closing in Decepticon.
Before Hot Rod could reply, Obi-wan spoke, "Anakin, you wouldn't happen to have Autobots assisting you, would you?"
"As a matter of fact." Anakin began before Ironhide's southern accent was heard.
"Ya really think we'd come, land on yer planet, and run away like Scraplets from the Cosmic rust?"
"Don't know what Scraplets are, but we really appreciate it." Anakin said. He went to lead the air forces across the planet. Mace Windu was already closing in on the forces in space and it looked like, before the Autobots had made the decision to aid them, the tide of this battle was not in their favor. When making his climb, the senior member of the Jedi order had sensed many lives of the Clone Troopers falling to the advance weaponry and armor of the Decepticons. And now with the Autobots, they had a chance.
"Alright Autobots! We're gonna make the cons sorry for choosing the wrong planet to attack! We're doing it all way, for Prime!" The leader of the Aerialbots said, rallying his troops as they fought with the Republic fighters.
Meanwhile, a squad of clones, supported by a few Autobot troopers, made their stand to defend their position. A clone commander, receiving a message from command, called over the sounds of blaster fire, "We gotta regroup to the senate building."
"Ya pathetic fools! There's no escape!" A voice shouted from above as two Autobot troopers and a squadron of Clone Troopers saw a black and purple Cybertronian jet heading their way. He began a strafing maneuver that caused the two Autobots to carry as many of the Clone troopers out of the way before the Decepticon flew past them, guns blazing.
The Clone troopers had to fire back when the Decepticon came around for another pass before transforming. After the Decepticon landed, one of the troopers gasped, "It's Skywarp!"
"That's right, Autoboobs. Skywarp's here to pound you into tinfoil!" The Decepticon, Skywarp, shouted, his arm shifting into a weapon before firing at them. The squad had to take cover as he kept firing.
"No you don't!" A bot said as one of his shots got the black and purple seeker in the leg. He cried, "OW my foot!"
Skywarp then transformed and flew off to get repairs.
Drift was defending the Jedi Temple with a squad and he slashed at the Decepticon soldier nearest him with his sword. Sensing danger due to his intense training, he pulled the large sword a little on his back, kicking the con in the abdomen before severing the upper half from the bottom half.
"Hold Autobots! Hold! We will never let this planet fall to their tyranny!" Drift called to his troops as they kept fighting, "Yes Sir!"
The Jedi who were defending the building stood with their giant allies, sensing their dedication to protect the planet, even if it meant sacrificing their lives.
Jazz had mixed in some dancing moves as he fought. When seeing a con aiming at one of the walker tanks, he spun on his hands in a break dance manner and fired his grapple line out at the con, causing the Decepticon to accidently fire on his comrade before being shot down by Jazz's weapon.
"Boom! Your dead sucka!" Jazz jeered. He got on his feet and fought some more with his squad.
That was when a Decepticon with a heavily armored torso and what looked like blades for arms arrived, "Oh look, a bot that needs new vents. Heh-heh-heh."
"Umm, Houston… we got a problem. A big problem. A big, ugly, problem." Jazz commented as he looked at the heavily armored Leaper in front of him.
"I'm gonna scrap ya into spare parts!" The Leaper declared before feeling a tap on his shoulder. He looked behind him and found himself receiving a powerful punch to the face.
Standing there was the leader of the Autobot search and rescue unit, the Protectobots, Hotspot. With him was a slim mech with rotor blades hanging from his back, two in his hands. The other mech, Warpath, who's barrel was smoking from firing rapidly like that.
"Need a hand, Jazz?" Hotspot asked. The flyer with the rotor blades went to slice and dice more Decepticons. Warpath turned to face the Leaper on his own.
"All right, ugly. I'm gonna Ker-Pow! ya to pieces." Warpath said getting ready to fight the Leaper with his bare hands. The two charged at each other as they leapt up and began fighting.
Back on the Titan, Obsidian hovered in the bridge. He listened as the assault raged on. It should have not have taken as long to disable the communications hub for the planet's defenses, and leave the organics defenseless. But with the Autobots intervening, they were supposed to be on their ship, getting ready for some tactic to lead them away from this planet. This was causing Obsidian to wonder as to why they hadn't left yet... Unless.
Going to the scanning station of the bridge, he ordered, "Concentrate your scanning parameters on the location and the condition of the Ark. Primarily it's engines."
"What for, sir?" The Bridge op asked, surprised by this order.
Obsidian was already looking at the battlefield and said, "I have a… theory as to why the Autobots are taking part in this battle and not trying a ploy to have us chase after them as they had done before both our factions arrived in this galaxy."
"Consider it done, Air-general." The con said as he began working.
Turning to Strika, he ordered, "Take a squad and proceed with the attack. Find their political leaders and hold them hostage until we are certain of the cause for the Autobots' decision to stay and fight."
"It will be done." Strika said, turning to leave.
"And bring the Constructicons with you as a means to ensure our forces are successful on the ground."
Strika paused for a moment. She stated, "But without them, any damage to the ship will take centuries to repair. The most logical course is to have another team go down there instead."
"That is correct, but right now we need their devastating power more than their engineering abilities." Obsidian, countered, "Especially when Shockwave has the Combaticons with him on Cybertron where he stayed behind to face Alpha Trion before our departure."
Accepting the logic of her consort's explanation, Strika left. She headed to a drop ship, which was being filled by seven mechs with lime green and purple color armor.
It was a struggle, but Strika's unit arrived to the surface of the planet. The main hatch opened as a Decepticon with lime green and purple colors stepped out to the edge of the opening of the vehicle.
"We're ending this now! Constructicons, form into Devastator!" The Decepticon, ordered as he and six other Decepticons with the same color scheme jumped out of the drop ship.
The Republic soldiers, including Obi-wan stared in shock at what they saw.
The first two cons to land transformed into their vehicular forms. Their bodies rose upwards resembling feet and forelegs before the third con joined them became the lower half of a torso with thighs that connected with the knees. The con with a long cord used it to pull himself towards the others and transformed and became the upper half of the torso. The fifth transformed into some kind of plow like vehicle. It leapt up into the air and connected with the others, where a large arm unfolded itself to full length of this giant's left arm. Using its left arm, it grabbed the last vehicle of the Constructicons and shoved the vehicle into its right shoulder, where, like the bulldozer, it unfolded into the right arm of this giant among Cybertronians. The final member of the Constructicons jumped out, transformed his body into a head. The giant's arms grabbed the head and shoved it into the body. The ginormous head's eyes lit with a bright red glow. He leaned forward and began walking as though he was a de-evolved primate.
The Gestalt turned and looked down at the Republic troops. "Prepare for extermination, insects!"
The Gigantic beast roared as it began to tear through the building-like skyscrapers of the republic city with the cables coming out of its left arm. It then smashed or kicked the republican tanks into the buildings as well, not caring about the destruction it caused as both bots and organic attempted to fight back.
"Alert! We got Devastator on the ground, we need help ASAP!" A Bot called in from the coms, causing Kup to growl, "Silverbolt, you and your lieutenants get back on the ground now!"
"What? Why?!" Silverbolt asked as he shot down another Decepticon flyer. He was about to continue his fighting when one name made him understand the urgency of the recall.
"Devastator."
"Understood. Wing Saber, you're in charge until we're back. Slingshot, Air Raid, Firefly, Skydive. Break-off your attack and prepare to form Superion!"
"Roger!" Both Air Raid and Firefly replied, before breaking off their pursuit of their targets and headed to get into formation.
"Gotcha." Skydive chimed in. He did the same, but stopped when he saw that his friend wasn't following orders.
"Slingshot! You heard the commander! We need to go."
"Hold your Scraplets! I'm coming…" the smallest flyer replied, annoyed. He launched a few missiles at the seeker he was firing at and then followed orders. They reached a W-formation with Silverbolt in the center, Skydive and Air Raid close by behind their leader, with Firefly and Slingshot slighting ahead of their leader as all five of them flew back to the city.
Mace Windu noticed what was going on, "What are they doing?"
His answer came when he felt a great surge in The Force as the five Aerialbot officers began to combine into one. Silverbolt's vehicle mode became a torso with no limbs, save for what appears to be thighs. A dark grey head popped out. Skydive and Air Raid connected and became the feet and legs. Skydive attached to the left thigh, becoming the left leg. Air Raid became the right leg after connecting to the right thigh. Slingshot and Firefly broke off into the opposite direction of each other, before they made a tight U-turn for the red flyer to fly into the right shoulder and unfolded into the giant's right arm. The impact of the connection caused them to slowly spin to the right before Slingshot flew into the left shoulder and become the giant's left arm. Its optics flared to life as it cried, "Superion!"
He then reversed course, flying back to Coruscant one arm extended, while the other arm shielded the face as he re-entered the planet's atmosphere. He hoped that he would deal with the more experienced combiner. Even with his… problem.
Down below Devastator continued to wreak havoc on the galactic republic city, despite the efforts of both the Republic army and the ground troops of the Autobots. Hearing a roaring sound, Devastator looked up in time for a fist the size of his own to collide into the Decepticon's face.
This caused the Decepticon gestalt to fall on the platform it was on as another stood above it. The clone troopers were about to fire on it when they saw the red Autobot symbol on its chest.
The Decepticon turned to see who had punched him before seeing the Autobot Gestalt it growled, "Superion."
"Devastator will stop!" Superion demanded, though to the Clone troopers, the giant Autobot sounded a bit dim for an advanced species.
"Make me!" The Decepticon gestalt cried before tackling the Autobot Gestalt to the ground and began brawling.
Rex opened a line to his general and asked, "Should we fire on the green one, general?"
"I think Superion got it. Have your men help the other Autobots battle the Decepticons that made it past the space battle…" Anakin ordered his Clone commander who nodded, "Right away, sir."
Rex relayed his new orders to the other troops. Neither he nor any of the other troopers wanted to fire and accidently hit their only means of defeating the Decepticon giant.
Back in orbit around the planet, one of the cruisers was having difficulty with the ever zealous Decepticon, Lugnut. He tore open the wall covering and exposed some of the hardware underneath.
"In the name of the mighty Decepticons! For the glory of the Great Megatron! I will unleash the fury of our race!" The big, bulky Decepticon with one optic shouted. His digits folded into his fist as a pressure-sensitive plate and his elbow released a powerful engine flare before slamming it down hard on the Republic cruiser.
An Aerialbot, who had seen this before opened a channel to his allies, "Emergency! Lugnut's about to use the punch! I repeat! LUGNUT-"
He was unable to get his last words through as Lugnut's arm made contact with the cruiser and the impact caused a devastating blast that not only destroyed the cruiser but all of the nearby star fighters and Autobots in the space battle.
It looked as though many fireworks went off at the same time as the Cruiser exploded.
Superion saw this from his battle with Devastator and cried, "The men!"
He let Devastator go and rocketed himself up to as far as he could before separating into the five Autobots that made up his body. Silverbolt, Air-Raid, Firefly, Skydive, and Slingshot instantly flew to look for any survivors unaware of the horror that they would witness.
Instantly all of the Jedi on Coruscant, if not the entire galaxy, felt the passing of so many beings all at once from the space battle.
Anakin felt it and the moment he opened his eyes, the same hate like rage that he had felt on Tatooine and on Geonosis before the Clone Wars started, rising from deep within his core. He growled, "Those murderers!"
He was about to shoot off into space when he was fired upon by a Decepticon seeker. He got out of his Starfighter, helped R2-D2 out of his socket, and both escaped the exploding ship thanks to R2 thrusters. Because of the destruction of the fleet in space and many of the clone fighters and Autobots. The Decepticon forces had nothing left to stop them from adding more troops to the ground.
They were about to reach a platform when an explosion in the air caused both to fall. Anakin shouted in surprised. R2 whirled as both fell. They may have not made it had it not been for a certain red armored, cone-headed, pilot of the Ark, Powerglide, flew down in his new alternate mode and opened his cockpit, "Hang on Skywalker. The best thing on two wings is here to save the day!"
Anakin grabbed the edge of the cockpit and climbed aboard. As he was strapping himself in, Powerglide accelerated, closing the cockpit's cover as to reach R2 before the droid's destruction. He made a steep ninety-degree so the droid reached its socket in time.
"WHOOO! What'd ya think of the best flyer." Powerglide asked as Anakin looked back to make sure his droid friend was onboard.
"Thanks for that Powerglide. We owe ya." Anakin said reaching for the controls. However it moved out of his reach, having them fly downwards.
"Sorry general, but when you fly with Air-Powerglide, I'm the only one flying." Powerglide said as he flew off.
Anakin huffed, crossed his arms, and turned his face away. R2 made some sounds, causing Powerglide to say, "I'm one of the best flyers in the Autobots. I'm sure he's a great pilot, but unless he can do something I can't, there's no way I'm letting anyone fly me."
Anakin smiled, appreciatively to his droid. He then sensed something coming from behind and said, "We got two bogues on our rear!"
"What?!" Powerglide asked, not picking them up on his radar. Powerglide was trying everything to avoid being hit, but they kept following his aft somehow, "Scrap! They're locked onto my en-signature! I'm one of the best flyers but this'll get us blown to bits."
Anakin looked back to the console and said, "Fly steady! I'm gonna try and get them off our tails."
Powerglide was about to argue when he saw on his sensors, that the missiles were shook erratically before crashing into each other. Exploding on impact
"Whoa! So that's the Force you guys talked about?" Powerglide asked, earning a nod from the Jedi.
Powerglide remained silent and flew and gave access to his controls, shouting, "I'll fly, you shoot."
Anakin smirked as he took the controls and fired on the Decepticon forces. Their combined teamwork, along with other units of both factions helped push and terminate the Decepticons. Powerglide Cheering, "And Awaa-aa-aay we go!"
In one of the lower levels of the city, Barricade was pinning a certain speedster who was having a panic attack and began speaking in a faster than usual voice, "Oh-this-is-bad,-bad,-bad! There's-no-way-I-can-beat-a-con-like-Barricade! He's-gonna-turn-me-into-a-scrap-pile-if-I-don't…don't…don't-get-HELP!"
Suddenly both heard the sound low repulsion engine as a red and gold hot-rod like speeder raced to them. Then Cybertronian weapons popped out from the rim of the vehicle and began firing at the con before transforming into non-other than Hot Rod. Before Barricade could react, the young bot kneed the Decepticon in the guts, twisting his arm and flipping the con over who rolled into a recovery.
Seeing more Autobot troopers arrive with Clone Gunships, the Decepticon growled, "THIS ISN'T OVER!"
He transformed and sped away. Hod Rod was about to issue a command but he was being hugged to termination by Blurr, "Oh-Thank-you. Thank-you. Thank-you-so-much-Hot-Rod,-old-pal,-old-buddy! You-saved-my-aft-from-biting-the-big-one! I-thought-I-was-a-goner-for-sure-if-you-hadn't-come-and-saved-me! Your-my-hero! Thank-you-thank-you-thank-you-thank-you!"
Hot Rod pulled Blurr off him and shouted, "Will you cool it Blurr?! You let him get away!"
"Don't-worry,-leave-it-to-me! I'll-find-him-sooner-than-you-think,-absolutely,-completely,-and-positively-so!" Blurr began, feeling more confident after seeing the con running.
"Forget it. Barricade's long gone by now…" Drift commented as he rest his Great sword over his shoulder.
Hot Rod looked at the bot and asked, "Got that from personal experience, Drift?"
"You could say that…" the sword-wielding bot replied before he turned and transformed into his vehicle mode to find and fight the Decepticons that made it past the blockade.
While no one was looking, Barricade spotted what looked to be a security forces vehicle that would be perfect for him to infiltrate this planet again without being discovered. So while in vehicular mode his lights sent out a beam at the following vehicle's schematics and data. He wasn't going to go back to the ship empty handedly if the Generals knew that he hadn't scraped as many Autobots as he wanted to.
He stopped when he saw a certain bot with the same body frame as Swindle of the Combaticons, except his colors are different, navy blue and sand. He had an Autobot symbol on his chest as he helped the organics fight the Decepticons.
"Well, well. Looks like I finally get payback for what happened to Thetarus." Barracade mused, viciously. Flying himself down, shakily, with a hatch opening, a Minicon with blasters on arms shot out, landing on the hood of the Decepticon's partner, snickering sinisterly.
General Grevious growled. He tapped his cybernetic finger against one of the arm rests of his chair. He had been first ordered to the planet where Count Dooku had said the Jedi were there. That was before he was ordered to head to the Republic home world, Coruscant.
Grevious knew that their armies were not ready for the planetary defensive blockade or for taking the city-planet. They didn't have the droids or ships to even think about attacking.
"Umm… Sir?" A Battle droid said, nervously approaching to the cyborg.
"What is it?!" Grievous growled at it. His anger was on high since he had not been given the chance to kill a Jedi yet, or to have his revenge.
"We're just about close to our destination."
"Finally." Grievous growled, standing up. Approaching the helm of the ship, ordering, "As soon as we drop out of Hyperspace, begin charging weapons and shields; all Battle droids to their stations."
"Roger. Roger." The Droids near him replied, obeying his orders.
Just as soon as they dropped out of Hyperspace, many saw the Republic city burning while the flashes of laser fire is seen shooting through the darkness of space. Glaring, the cyborg ordered, "Magnify."
"Roger. Roger." The droid obeyed, having the image magnify so they could see who was fighting the Republic forces so readily. A few republic star fighters and others of unknown designs appeared to be fighting each other. The red fighters with the republic's fighter against the purple ones. It appeared to the Jedi-hating general that the armor of the purple fighters seemed very advance for the laser fire of the republic to have bounced off… unless it was at the exhaust port of the ships.
"Hey. Isn't that the Malevolence sized ship that destroyed some of our ships?" A droid asked, seeing the huge dark looking ship that was firing the red beams at the remaining Republic fleet.
"Yeah, my friend was on that ship." Another piped up. He was then sent flying as Grievous swung his arm, annoyed with the droids talking.
"Hey! What was that for?" The droid asked, getting only a growl in response.
Turning back to the battle, Grievous spotted something, the vehicle turning into a mechanical humanoid. A droid, but more advanced. Could these be new kinds of battle droids? Or could they be more? Grievous growled as he ordered, "Contact Count Dooku, tell him we have found what destroyed the fleet to that planet."
"Roger. Roger." A droid nodding, as he began to send the signal.
"General! We've got more of those giant droids heading our way!" Another screamed.
Grievous turned back to the view as he saw two of the purple vessels on either side of a Starfighter sized vehicle with rotors at the end of its wings flying towards their ship.
Instantly the supreme general of the droid army could tell that this one was more advanced than its escorts. Grievous then saw them transform and float in space while the two guards stood protectively of their leader, facing away from the ship.
The battle was now going in Obsidian's favor, even though Lugnut had destroyed the Decepticon flyers that were not able to get away from the blast. Many of the casualties were indeed Autobots and the organic creatures. Just as he was about to order the Horrorcons into action, a bridge op announced, "Spacial irregularly detected, similar frequency as the ships of this Galaxy."
Glancing at his optics to the side, without turning his head, "Mindwipe, have your pet tell us of its identification."
The horrorcon stepped out of the shadows and bowed, "Yes, General."
He pulled his wings back to reveal the tactical droid that he had put under his thrall and ordered, "Tell us, my minion. Who is in command of that vessel?"
The tactical droid stared at the image of the ship and stated, "Banking Clan Frigate. Current vessel commanded by Supreme General Grievous of the Droid army in the Confederacy of Independent Systems. Origins: Unknown. Status: Cybernetic enhanced body. Accomplishments: Successful in the highest count of killing Jedi in Galactic history."
"Supreme General of the Droid army?" Obsidian asked, his interest peaked.
"Affirmative." Was the droid's only reply.
Obsidian weighed his options as he said, "It would be best to meet the enemy of my enemy's comrade."
"Shouldn't you have a couple guards come with you, General? For your safety?" A con asked, having Obsidian nod in understanding, "Yes. A good idea, soldier."
He floated along. Soon, after finding two available guards, they exited the ship and flew towards the direction of the Separatist vessel. The moment they arrived they transformed, the two Vehicon drones turning towards the battle. Obsidian, with aid of the droid under Mindwipe's command, patched his comm. system to the ship's and spoke, "Greetings, General Grievous. I am Obsidian, Air General of the Decepticon forces."
Inside the ship, Grievous growled, "So you know who I am. What is it that you want, Droid."
Obsidian remained calm from such an insult. He stated, "I am here to ask for your assistance in ridding this somewhat primitive Galaxy of our hated enemies. Once our mission is done, you will have the distinct pleasure in ending your war."
"Listen to me, Obsidian. I do not care about the war, or the politics. I only live to see every last Jedi die by my hands and no one else!" Grievous declared, glaring hatefully at the Decepticon, "And I will not let anyone, specifically a giant droid, from accomplishing my goal! I will not be denied!"
Obsidian stopped as he remembered his master, the one true leader of the Decepticon army to speak in the same determined, focused, and fierce manner as this creature before him.
Quickly recalling Mindwipe's superstitious proclamation, Obsidian offered, "I would like to propose to you a deal."
Grievous stared at the Decepticon, distrustfully, listening to what Obsidian had to say.
The battle continued in its fierceness. With Superion gone to tend to his men, nothing was left to face Devastator than the Ark's guns… but the Autobots would never risk causing destruction if they couldn't hit the gestalt. So they focused their gun skyward towards the dropships and seekers flying about.
Just when it looked as though the Decepticon would have won the ground battle, they all received a signal from Obsidian, ordering them to return to the ship, with any survivors, for repairs.
One the surviving crews got onto their transports and flew off-planet. They made a beeline to the Titan. The remaining Autobots in space and the Republic forces open fire on the dropships on Mace Windu's orders, hitting a few in the engine exhaust.
The ships were, however, pulled in by the Titan's tractor beam, while the ships guns fired rounds of suppressive fire out at the remainder of the fleet. Once all of the disabled ships were brought to the Titan's hanger, the Decepticon vessel moved to match the coordinates with Grievous' ship.
Seeing this, Mace Windu ordered, "Don't let them make the jump into Hyperspace."
However as the ships fired, the Decepticon vessel's shields were protecting both ships before they entered Hyper space.
Seeing that they got away, Windu ordered, "All ships, stand down. They got away."
Back on the planet, when all signs that the Decepticons had left their world were confirmed, Chancellor Palpatine approached the Autobot commander and said, "On behalf of those still among us. I wish to give you our thanks for protecting the very strong hold of the Republic Government, Autobots."
"It was sort of our fault, Chancellor. The Decepticons are determined to hunt us down no matter where we are because they believe that it's our fault that, Cybertron was left as a barren wasteland." Kup sai. He sat down on some debris and groaned, "I'm getting too old for this."
He nodded to Springer, who, getting the message, activated his comlink, "Protectobots, begin Search & Rescue operations. Build team, assist in repairs and reconstruction of the damaged buildings."
Palpatine was shocked by these orders as he asked, "Surely you do not mean to do all of this for us…"
"Considering that what happened to the people that live here and the destruction caused by our presence here, it's our obligation to assist in anyway in the repairs and healing of the people here." Springer said, speaking for his commander.
Palpatine smiled, "As you wish, but rest assured that the people whose lives were either lost or scared because of the recent attack, will know of your efforts to undo the damage caused. I'll see to it that the planetary workers assist in the rebuilding and recovery of the city?"
Hotspot nodded, "Don't have a problem with that. I mean they'd think we're the cons who caused this anyway, without your regular force's presence."
"Besides, with the damage to our engines and the energon we used to fight off the Decepticons, and taking care of our own wounded, we're pretty much stuck here..." Wedge added as he approached the group.
"Chancellor Palpatine, there's a message from General Windu." A clone trooper said, pulling out a comlink.
The hologram of the Jedi Master appeared, having a grim expression on his face.
"What is the matter, Master Windu?" Palpatine asked, concerned.
"I'm afraid to inform you that the Decepticon vessel had exited into Hyperspace with the aid of a malicious force in a Separatist frigate." Master Windu reported.
The Jedi near the Chancellor, including the later, grimanced.
"But that could only mean…"
"Grievous." Anakin finished for his Padawan.
The Autobots looked around confused as Springer asked, "Who is this Grievous person?"
"He is not a person… he is a monster." Anakin glared.
Obi-wan however stroked his chin and theorized, "If Grievous was seen aiding the Decepticons, not being destroyed by their ship as they did when they arrived in our galaxy then that can only mean…"
"An alliance between both of our enemies." Jetfire stated, earning a nod from the Jedi Master.
Palpatine's face paled at that news. He then looked over at the destruction caused by the attack and said, fearfully, "If the Separatists gain Cybertronian technology and a means to make their battle droids impervious to our weaponry then we will lose the war and everyone will suffer."
Kup looked around at the assembled Autobot commanders with him. Many of them nodded, excluding those few who shook their heads against what their comrades were thinking. He then offered, "Maybe there is a way to prevent that."
The Jedi and Chancellor Palpatine looked up at the Autobot commander with curious expressions on their faces.
(So Obsidian and Grievous found an accord seeing as they aren't blasting at each other's ships. What is Kup planning on doing ot prevent such a devastating Outcome? Find out next time on the next chapter of Star Wars: The Transformers.
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