Transformers G1 RP--The Red Storm's Rage--IC Thread

[MarsAdept]

DarkStar looks noticeably unimpressed by Optimus decision but felt no urge to argue the point. It was not like he deserves to lead Autobots in battles against his old allies and some of his old friends. Dark Star looks around and sees SeaBlade looking at him telling him to be careful. This made him laugh to himself and had to fight hard not to laugh aloud. DarkStar thinks to himself, "I know you can hear this Seablade... I want you to know i do not fear the self rightness piece of metal that Protector is. If he attacks either you or me... He will be scrap metal so fast. And i will melt him down for bullets..." DarkStar stands at attention waiting for the mission to begin.

[Hagazussa]

Seablade felt a sudden urge to recoil, he was uneasy by his telepathy, it scared him. Ratchet theorized the white and blue robot had developed the ability because his mind constantly searched for the link he used to have with his brothers, that might be so, but Seablade still feared the ability, it was a painful reminder of what he had lost, of the bond that had been there between beings that where more one creature with several parts than individuals. Seablade gave a ever so slight nod to Darkstar, more was not needed to say that he had gotten the message and that he felt the same, and that he had the flier's back. Seablade however was not so confident about his ability to protect himself, or his friend from Protector, he would try however, if it came to that, hopefully though it would not.

Seablade smiles slightly and incline his head again this time to Protector, a friendly gesture to show he recognized the other's authority.
"Well, I am ready, and from the look of it DarkStar is to, what do you say we go and pick up Impact at the med bay, I think we all can use getting out of here for a while."

[Knighthawk]

Impact took a moment more to check on one of the last touch-and-go patients, making sure they were stable enough to be unattended for a time before he rounded the corner. Once in the hallways where he knew he couldn't kick anything up, he made a running leap and transformed midair to land in 4 wheel drive.
YYYYEEEEHHHHAAAAWWWW!!!!

It was all that was needed to be said as he let his tires rip him along the volcanic soil of the dormant mountainside. He pulled him up and down the rocks with an unheard of ease. Not speed or power like the faster or stronger bots, but it seemed like either sand or stone he was maneuvering just how he wanted at all times. He was truly an all terrain vehicle.

[Hagazussa]

Seablade transformed, metal scraped against metal as joints twisted and a blue and white car stood where a large robot had stood a second before. Seablade followed behind Impact, he saw the wisdom in Protector bringing up the rear, the massive Cybertronian could take a hit and brush it off that would have destroyed one of the others in the strange rescue party, but still it was a point in Seablade being as far back in the party as possible since his main weapon in car form was land mines that would be laid down after him.

The coordinates Prime had given where only about twenty minutes away, or rather the airborne DarkStar would be able to get there in five minutes, less if he tried to hurry, while Impact as the group's slowest member would use twenty so if the rescue party where to get there as a group that was the time it would take.

The route took the rescue party away from the fairly good quality mountain roads and into rocky, desert territory. Seablade was not enjoying himself, his alt mode was more or less a sports car and right now he envied Impact, the medic drove around seaming not caring around the sand and rocks while Seablade flest like his wheels had no grip at all, it did not help that the former Decepticon was far from used to his new Earth based alt form nor that these roads where very different from driving on the smooth metal streets of Cybertron.
"How fragile Earth cars survive on these roads is beyond me. Since I came to this planet I have driven in sand, and mud and over stones and even ended up in a pond of water once, this world is chaos, beautiful perhaps, but chaos."
Seablade complains as he ties to stay on a straight course behind the medic.
"It is all so bumpy."

Soon the group came upon what must have been a crash site, there where a small crater in the sand where something heavy had hit the ground, there where broken pieces of yellow glass, glass from a Seeker's cockpit everywhere and half embedded in a piece of sand where a broken off piece of blue wing. Not long from the crash site where a heal of blue metal, a heap that slightly moved when it noticed the presence of the Autobots.

Seablade had to gasp when he saw the broken robot on the ground. It was a Seeker, and where his metal hide had not been ground up he was blue and black. One wing was broken and half thorn from it's place on the robot's shoulder socket, the cockpit that made up a big part of the Decepticon's mid section where smashed. Here and there the outer other metal where thorn of the robot's body exposing wires. Thundercracker lay curled up into a ball, wounded from being shot, wounded from crashing, and if deep knuckle shaped dents in his outer hull where any indication the Decepticon had gotten into a fist fight with someone and lost. Seablade hated Decepticons but he could not help but feel a hint of compassion when the blue Seeker's red optics fell on him for a moment and he saw the fear and pain there.

Seablade also found it strange that Thundercracker's wrists where locked behind his slender back in a pair of energon cuffs, the restrains slightly humming in the evening air. What was odd about it was that while the flier where clearly restrained none else where around, the group had found Thundercracker but Ironhide who where probably the one which had put those cuffs on him where nowhere in sight. Seablade could not help a shiver in his transistors, something just felt wrong.

[MarsAdept]

DarkStar still flies over head with his jet form. He can see how badly ThunderCracker is hurt but he cannot see Ironhide. DarkStar keeps flying in increasingly larger circle looking for any sign of IronHide. He talks to the rest of the group over the radio, "We have located ThunderCracker. However, I cannot locate IronHide. Protector, if you like i can report this update to Optimus. Also i will continue scanning the area for IronHide" DarkStar continues to cirlce looking for both friend and foe.

[Knighthawk]

Impact took a hard left and purposefully rolled himself into a flip where he transformed midair to land beside the con with an energon scalpel in hand. He held the blade to the seekers neck joint as he took appraisal of the situation. He scanned the dents on thundercracker and sent them to teletran 1 requesting Ironhide's specifics, were his fists a match to the size and shape of the dents shown here? Once the message was sent, he began to consider his options: First was to reconnect the loose wires then see about collecting all the parts strewn around the area to bring him back to operational status a little wiser for the ideal about autobots, OR, he could sever the shoulder and hip joints then just haul the stumptacon to the ark in his backseat.
Y'all opperational ur just konked out? Whut happned to you?
"We got cons" was all he had to hear before he began his surgery. He chose to follow through with his second idea to start severing circuits and rerouting wires while the others more apt to combat got to have their fun. If he was any good, which he was, he would have the seeker ready to go before they got to melee. Just in case he set his 'mace' within arms reach, ready to twist the handle and book if things got too sour.

[Hagazussa]

Seablade had been heading towards the wounded Seeker as ordered, he would not admit it but the atmosphere here where, frightening, his self preservation programs screamed to him to get out. Then Protector said they had incoming Decepticons, first the former combiner could not see anything then he felt heat sear across his side from a blast that nearly hit him.

Seablade transformed, his robot form was more durable than his car mode, and beside in robot from he could shoot. At first the former Decepticon could not see anything then the saw something colorful that came towards him from the sky giving him just enough time to jump to the side as a salvo of laser shots hit the desert floor where Seablade had been standing an astro second earlier.
"Impact are you all right? They are coming from the sky, and fast, I think it was another Seeker. Do you think it could be Starscream and Skywarp which have come to collect their wingman?"
Seablade called up DarkStar over the coms.
"DarkStars your sensors are much better than mine, can you see who it is, all I saw where something big, fast and colorful."

Thundercracker looked fearful at the Autobot medic, with his wounds and his bound hands he was helpless. The robot moaned in pain as he tried faintly to twist away from the Autobot, but he soon stopped struggling when Impact held a scalpel to his neck joint.
"Please...I can do you...no harm in this condition..."
Thundercracker said, his voice crackled and had a more electronic sound than usual as something had obviously happened to the parts of his system that synthesized his voice.

Thundercracker dents where indeed caused by Ironhide, and the Seeker had red paint on his knuckles indicating he had fought back hard. However the robot when you looked closely at him also had other wounds, wounds that could not have come from impact to the ground or from Ironhide's weapon or fists, someone else had attacked this Decepticon and done quite a bit of damage.

Thundercracker screamed in agony when Impact started working on him, he was obviously in pain but also terrified, he started struggling and tried faintly to get away, not that he could do much.
"Please do not kill me."
The robot moaned as his red optics glowed with panic.

[MarsAdept]

Darkstar turns and locates the seeker. "I am unable to tell who it is from this distance but it is a hostile piece of scrap metal that dares to fly in my airspace." DarkStar fires off 3 long range homing missiles at the seeker, then moves in to close the distance between them. "Come on, come and show me your face..." As the missile closes down on the seeker from behind. Darkstar moves to cut off the seeker from the front. "Greetings! I cannot allow your interference in these events. Fight me and not the belly crawlers."

[Hagazussa]

The Seeker in front of DarkStar was purple with black accents and he was good, his slender form navigating the air currents with ease and grace. The Decepticon fired at DarkStar but it soon became clear the shots where just a distraction. As soon as the Autobot flier got out in front of him to block his escape from the incoming missiles the robot vanished. There was a sound like a pistol shot where the teleporter had been when air flowed in to fill the gap in space that suddenly appeared, then the Seeker, which could only be Skywarp from his coloring and the fact that he could teleport re appeared somewhere behind DarkStar, leaving the Autobot to face his own missiles which had been headed for the Decepticon before he teleported away.

[Knighthawk]

"Please...I can do you...no harm in this condition... Please do not kill me."
Pardun mah suspended sense of dis beeleaf. We dunt kill when we can ah-void it yu'll survive iffen ya sit an hush. who did this other stuff to you?
"Impact are you all right? They are coming from the sky, and fast, I think it was another Seeker. Do you think it could be Starscream and Skywarp which have come to collect their wingman?"
Cud bee, but he got banged up by more than the red rumbler or tha fall. It mite be he either got dropped to iron's level as a distraction they might be trying to hush him up. We need to get him back ta base, Ah want to put him in eh con-trolled stasis lock soen he cant do nuthin stupid. With ahll dew respect, we need this cons data more than ah firefight. furst priori-tea is ironhide and ah dunt see him, next is this one here. Protector, permission to get on outta here with the intel intact.