“Scrap!” Backblast yells as the bullets hit, “watch your fire!”
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“Drop your weapons NOW!!”
Defender swings his gun up, aiming at the staircase. His machine gun also snaps up, sounding a menacing click.
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Coppeweb blurts out a curse that fortunately not be heard over the buzz of his gun before he quickly ceases fire and draws it back within his body. He transforms to robot mode and jumps through the hole in the wall.
“Sorry!” he shouts. “Primus, I’m beginning to really hate these guys.”
Bulwark groans and pulls himself out of the rubble. He stomps over to Defender to back up his fellow Knight, holding his immense sword at the ready.
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The Doctor Muttered in annoyance, and tweaked a few dials, switching out the Kerosene mixture for Water and Hydrogen Chloride. He then Angled the sprayer up, and began raining Hydrochloric Acid down onto the wizard on the other side of the wall.
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“Do you think they’re even listening?”
Defender whispers, obviously frustrated by the evil Knights’ lack of response.
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It takes a moment for the bot to notice Stormwind’s assault. She ducks behind her rubble cover as bullets fly past her.
“You know what, forget this! Fecto, you’re on your own! I’m going back to the ship!” She shouted angrily before transforming into her vehicle mode and driving off. A small and sleek cybertronian car raced out from the courtyard and around the side of the Hall of Records.
With their adversary elsewhere in the building, the two artificers were alone. At least for the time being.
“Ow, son of a, AGH!”
Fecto angrily sputtered and shouted as acid rained down on his frame. He quickly transformed into his vehicle mode, some sort of cybertronian dumptruck, and drove out from behind his cover. Then after changing back into robot mode, he charged alchemic energy into his foot, and kicked a mid-sized chunk of stone at the good doctor.
“Take this!”
The black and gold knight looks at the two, seeming rather unimpressed. He was tall, even for a knight. And given how Bulwark likely didn’t have the strength to stand at his full height, the warrior looked down on them both.
He reached behind his back and grabbed on to the handle of a sword. He lifted the weapon and brought it forth, revealing a rather unsettling blade.
It was a dark and jagged thing that glowed with a sickly purple haze. Just looking at it would likely make Defender and Bulwark feel a little unwell.
“Given the state that your friend is in, I wouldn’t say you’re in the position to make demands. Let us pass and that will be the end of things. No one else will need to be harmed. But if you choose to make things difficult for me, I can assure you will regret it.”
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I doubt he’d let us keep making it difficult on his friends, Defender thought. He stared for a second, his optics narrowing slightly.
“Why are you here, if you don’t want to cause all this destruction? Is your comrade just trigger-happy?”
As he finished, he pointed back at Fecto with his thumb, his expression becoming rather derisive.
Careful, you don’t need to make them too angry…
“And is this something that could have been accomplished by legitimate means?”
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The doctor laughed inside as he turned and let the rock bounce of the protective sheath on his back tank. In response, he produced a canister from his belt, and began to audibly laugh. He screwed the canister to the side of the spray, and started his assault. He spin around, and pulled both triggers, one igniting a small butane torch, and the other sprayed out the contents in the canister in a tight stream. The mixture of Octane, Benzine, and Polystyrene, known to the humans as Napalm, ignited, which, if it connected to the target, would cover him in the sticky burning substance.
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“Where are the Primes?!” Back last grumbles, searching for any sign of their enemy.
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“I’ll hazard a guess as to ‘no’,” Bulwark asides to Defender. The unnerving aura emanating from the black knight’s weapon seemed to seep into his very spark, striking a chord of dread within him, and he is thankful that the construction of his face does not allow his fear to show.
“I’m afraid that we cannot allow you to walk away,” he says to the traitor, projecting strength into his voice that he hopes his battered body can back up. “If you are what I believe you to be- what I believe you were- then you know that we cannot abide this destruction.”
“They better be up to something real important!” Coppeweb snaps, sharing in Backblast’s irritation. “If it’s anything less than the resurrection of Unicron himself, I’ll be ticked!”
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The black and golden knight seemed disappointed, though his expression quickly changed to one of amusement.
“Ah, that old knights’ code. Standing for justice till the bitter end. In a way it warms my spark to see that Prima still trains newer recruits as well as he used to.”
The traitor knight wore a warm smile. Seeming almost nostalgic in the face of Bulwark’s defiance.
“Must we really waste time with this?”
The cosmic knight asked.
“Relax. We’ll be leaving here one way or another. After all the frustration the other three have put me through, I think I’ve earned some time to enjoy myself.”
Replied the golden traitor.
“What the-aaaaAAAAAAHHHH!!!”
The crazed alchemist screamed in agony as his body was consumed in flame. His form and features were obscured behind the raging fire that covered him. Though after a few moments his screams turned into wild and wicked laughter.
“I have to admit, this is something very new! Oh what a feeling this is. The blinding burning feeling all over. Its something wonderful!”
As he hollered and cackled, the rock that landed beside Dr. Longhoe quickly began to spark and crackle violently. After a few brief moment the stone exploded as though it were a bomb.
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Defender smiled slightly beneath his battle mask at this. Then he retracted it, revealing his now-battered face and glowing optics.
“If it is to the end that we must fight, then in Primus’ name, let us begin.”
With that, he primed his guns, and assumed a crouch, aiming his machine gun and cannon at the golden Knight.
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“A pity that his teachings were apparently lost on you both,” Bulwark sneers. While Defender challenges the gold knight, Bulwark lunges for the black knight, pointing the tip of his blade forward as if he intends to run his opponent through. He warms up the thruster in his back, fully anticipating his enemy to try to intercept him with another portal; he hoped to launch himself around the gate and catch the black knight by surprise.
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“If it is oblivion you seek, then I shall gladly deliver it!”
The golden knight reached behind his back and retrieved a large shield that automatically mounted itself to his arm. He then lunged forward and swung his sickening blade down on Defeander.
“This is a waste of time.”
The black and silver knight complained. Just as Bulwark predicted he attempted to open a portal to redirect the charging warrior. His movements caught the cosmic knight off guard, leaving him momentarily open for attack.
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At that moment, roaring jets could be heard from outside, as three of the Primes finally arrived to the battle. Two cybertronian jets swooped in. One a machine of intricate clockwork, while the other was a sleek and armored gunship, while a cybertronian crane truck was close behind. Both transformed into their robot forms, and Vector Prime and Prima both rushed into the Hall of Records.
The two entered the main entry room, where Backblast and Coppeweb were.
“Apologies for the delay! The entire city has been in chaos. Artificial abominations suddenly appeared and started wreaking havoc. Needless to say we’ve had our hands full.”
Vector Prime said quickly.
“Fowl creatures born from the blood of chaos. Whoever’s behind on this, I’ll have their head!”
Prima furiously shouted.
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The crane truck meanwhile came to a skidding halt and transformed, revealing itself to be Solus Prime. She rushed at the burning and cackling sorcerer, and with a quick swing of her massive hammer she sent him flying across the courtyard.
“Whoo! Haven’t had a day this exciting in ages. How’re you all doing? Is anyone hurt?”
She said to Dr. Longhoe and the two helicopter bots.
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“About freaking time!” Backblast yells, “these guys are, apparently, the source of those things and what’s all this about the ‘blood of chaos’?”
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Defender blocked the golden Knight’s slashing blade with his arm, causing a chunk of his wrist armor to fly off in a trail of sparks.
“I hope this won’t cost too much to repair,” he thought.
He fired off a short burst from his machine gun, the bullets spattering into the air in an inaccurate cloud of metal, the barrel glowing orange.
I hope someone will be here soon. I can’t take much more of this.
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“I’ve… seen better days, noble Prime.” Stormwind replied, his gatling guns retreating into his arms. “Engines are a bit battered, but I can still fight.”
Despite his seemingly-casual tone, Solus Prime might be able to detect the exhaustion evident in Stormwind’s voice, the slight stagger in his walk, and the various dings and dents on his armored frame. The Knight glanced around the battlefield, taking in the destruction, his eyes falling upon the second helicopter-bot that had been flying along with him; a crimson and brown Cybertronian. Stormwind gestured towards the fallen bot; Updraft still hadn’t moved.
“I don’t know about them, though. That irritating red buffoon magicked some explosives into their flight path and, well, there you have it.”
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Bulwark’s jet fires, and the Knight shoots around the opening portal and flanks his opponent. He lunges again and heaves his massive blade in a downward slash aimed to rake across the black knight’s torso.
“I think he’s talking about the Dark Energon,” Coppeweb suggests. "That’s what all these creatures are leaking. Apparently it’s more than mere myth.
“We’re right behind you, sirs!” the inventor says to the Primes.
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“Scrap.” Backblast grumbles, “well, all the more reason to cut loose!” He cackles.
“Die, zombies!” He practically screeches as he opens fire.
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Defeander would feel his arm growing weak, barely able to hold it up. Luckily his machine gun fire was enough to get the knight to back off.
The golden knight grunted as the bullets peppered his armor. He quickly raised his shield to defend himself, and waited for a break in the fire.
The silver knight jumps back, but not without taking a heavy gash to his side. A dark purple substance began to drip from the wound. He quickly opened a portal behind him and fell back into it, reappearing behind Bulwark and slashing at his back with his sword.
“Watch your fire! There’s no one else here!”
Prima scolded.
“What I want to know is where this dark energon came from. Even before Unicron’s demise the element was remarkably scarce.”
Vector Prime pondered.
“We can worry about that later. For now we must find where these fiends have hid themselves-”
Suddenly gunfire could be heard from across the building.
“And it seems we have our answer. Come now, we have little time to waste!”
Vector Prime replied. Both Primes quickly navigated their way towards the source of the sound, expecting Coppeweb and Backblast to follow.
Solus Prime went over to examine Updraft.
“She’s hurt, but I think she’ll live. Unfortunately there’s little I can do. Healing is Quintus’ specialty, and she’s busy treating wounded elsewhere.”
“Hey lady! Did ya forget about me?”
Fecto shouted, still partially on fire. He ran at Solus Prime, picking up the stone hammer he had made earlier off the ground. Solus stood over the wounded helicopter bot, protecting her from whatever the crazed sorcerer might do.
He landed a direct hit on Solus Prime with the massive hammer, staggering her momentarily. Though it seemed he had either forgotten about Stormwind, or was simply ignoring him.
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