Post by Blitzwing on Aug 17, 2019 5:54:13 GMT
As dawn came and the sun rose, something big and unyielding rumbled through the wilderness. Pine trees decades old fell under the large spiked treads of…something. It slowed to a stop as a large hexagon shaped turret swiveled as if it were checking out its surroundings. Slowly the form began to change as a tall tan and purple Decepticon towered over the landscape. He had been in stasis far too long as his form was covered in dents, scratches, and burrs. Not to mention his energon was almost gone. Where in the pits was he? Last he could recall he was tracking the Nemesis and its location. Took almost a century to reach this system and the moment he got to this armpit of the universe he was taken down by …snow? How humiliating …
Blitzwing reached up hitting his comm.
“Blitzwing to Soundwave, Come in. Blitzwing to Nemesis.”
He paused…
“Blitzwing to any Decepticon…”
Receiving nothing but static he sighed. “No one. How can ze entire network be down?” Hearing a noise from above he quickly ducked for cover under the dense brush. Seeing an all to familiar ship cross the sky he sneered. “Autobots…” Just then his face did something strange…it shifted. Spinning like a top a new face now growled up at the sky.
“ACCURSED AUTOBOTS! I VILL BLOW ZEM OUT OF ZE SKY!!” This new face screamed until it abruptly shifted back to the previous and much more calm persona.
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“No. Ve must not expose our location. Ve may be ze only Decepticons left.” He paused as his face changed once again!
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“OnE is Ze LonEliest NumBer Zat yOu’LL Ever DOoOOOOooooo!!”
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“Ve must find any of ze others. Before ve are discovered by ze Autobots.” Looking down at his body he grunted. “Not to mention repair ourselves…”
As he continued to walk Blitzing felt rather uncomfortable. So much..organic. It was everywhere and something here smelled. His foot then hit something buried in the ground! Falling over landing face-first in the leaves he lay there for a few moments. Sitting up he noticed a wing jutting up from under a pile of decayed pine needles. After a lot of digging, he unearthed rusted parts of non-Cybertronian vehicles. A partially torn open convoy, a few four wheeled off-road models and some strange looking miniature weapons. But the most interesting part was the remnants of a downed jet and what looked like a tank of some unknown origin.
“Intriguing. Zey must be indigenous life forms. Perhaps a sacred burial ground of some sort. In order to remain here ve must blend in.” Looking at the jet he nodded. “I vill choose zis fighter jet…”
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“NO!! THE ASSAULT TANK!!”
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“Jet..”
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“TANK!!”
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“Ze Jet.”
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“TANK!!”
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“Jet..”
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“OOOOhooooHoo!! Vhy nOt scAn bOth?”
The forest then lit up for a few moments as a bright purple light flashed through the trees! When it was over a newly upgraded Blitzwing placed his hand on one of the decayed vehicles. “I am sorry for your loss mein friend. May you find ze peace within ze AllSpark…” Taking a few steps back he transformed into a large futuristic tank.
“AND I VILL AVENGE YOU! BY DESTROYING ALL IN MY VAY!!” It then fired a blast of heat decimating every tree within fifty yards as the burned husks fell into the depression of dead “robots” giving them a proper burial as the tank turned and tore its way back into the dense woods.
“NOW TO FIND ZE OTHERS!!”