"He can hang in there, and we can patch him up", grumbled Driveby lowly. "You however won't live long enough to have the satisfaction. Your out numbered, out gunned and out-classed. Your master's dead and you have nothing to bargain with!...."
Post by Neo Calrissian on Dec 21, 2010 5:11:21 GMT -5
Incendius lolled in Neuroblade's arms. He could vaguely here Roadtrain's muffled words, and was mildly aware that Roadtrain had his sword. He was also aware of alot of pain, all over his body. He was starting to wonder if this was what it was like to die. He felt intensely cold, and for some reason, he found himself muttering something he'd used to say, back when he was pyromanic. "Darkness... to light... Uncertainty... to certainty. Fear... to resolve. Frost... to fire." Every bot in the room heard the window of Atlas' office shatter. Through the huge cracking sound, and through the fragments of broken glass, a shadow darted, blurred, and took shape. Phasmatis stood amongst them once again. He looked around at the broken and battered Renegades, the corpse of Atlas, and Incendius, dying in another bot's grip. An expression of pure disdain plastered itself across his face. "Seems I got here just in time." He took a step away from the broken window, and activated both of his ionic energy blades. His expression was both anger and ultimate calm at the same time as he looked over at Neuroblade. "Put the mech down slowly. He is not your concern anymore. I am."
Post by Jazzman Crothers on Dec 21, 2010 7:54:58 GMT -5
Neuroblade, sized up the situation and thought that Phasmatis was simply another Renegade that came to help.
From behind Phasmatis, Neuroblade saw a shuttle coming in to view as it hovered in the air. It must have been the shuttle this Renegade used to get here. Neuroblade saw this chance to escape by using the shuttle for himself.
Without a word, Neuroblade put up a arm to block Driveby's sword and shoved Incendius towards Phasmatis as he tried to make a break for the shuttle. With a thin ribbon of fuel coming from his neck due to Driveby's sword, Neuroblade ran for the window.
Post by Jazzman Crothers on Dec 21, 2010 9:51:53 GMT -5
Phasmatis watched as Incendius hit the floor and went to attack Neuroblade for harming his 'brother'. As he did, he saw the explosive device that Onix had thrown in the direction of himself, Neuroblade and the window.
Phasmatis batted the explosive away. On it's new course and in mid-flight, the explosive went off. The shrapnel from the blast caught most Renegades and caused part of the ceiling to catch fire.
Phasmatis reached out to grab Neuroblade, who whipped around and smacked the hand away and followed with a kicked to Phasmatis mid-section.
Post by Neo Calrissian on Dec 21, 2010 10:21:23 GMT -5
Phasmatis pulled back, a fraction of a second too late to stop Neuroblade's foot driving into him. He doubled over, but quickly recovered, delivering a one-two punch to his adversary's face, complete with added Ionic Blade, then grabbed onto the Omega warrior's shoulder firmly with one hand, and pulled him back into Driveby. "You're good. Just not good enough." He followed up with a kick to the assassin's back, and shouted at Driveby. "The floor is yours, Autobot!"
Deadbolt followed through the hole in the door made by Driveby, after wrenching it wider so he could fit through. He was halfway through when his armour was peppered with shrapnel from Onix's explosives. He fell through the door and stood up, aiming his weapon at Neuroblade and fired.
Roadtrain took a particularly large chunk of shrapnel pierced his right hip. The injury caused him to collapse. He hit the floor hard.
+++IC+++ "Take....Neuroblade alive. We need.....The information....He has, for now. Someone....Check out....Incendius and Tomboy!" +++IC+++
Post by Jazzman Crothers on Dec 21, 2010 10:39:07 GMT -5
Neuroblade fell towards Driveby, who had his sword waiting in the right spot. The sword ran through Neuroblade's body, causing it to shutter from pain. Neuroblade used one hand to try and push himself off the sword and the other grabbed Driveby's neck in a feeble attempt to crush it.
Outside, approaching the window, Renegade flyers were coming in towards the floor of the tower.
Post by Neo Calrissian on Dec 21, 2010 11:01:37 GMT -5
Phasmatis allowed himself to show how tiring he'd found that. He allowed his shoulders to slump, and started panting heavily. He walked quickly over to Incendius, and checked him over. "Look after your own, Renegade Roadtrain. I will look after mine." He scanned his relative, looking at the oil trickling from his mouth, his ruined chest, and broken face. "I can fix it." He bent down, and got his arms under his 'brother', lifting his shattered body from the floor. "I am leaving with Incendius 754 now. You can try and stop me if you wish. You will not be able to. If you do try, your friend will probably die." While he spoke, blinking lights showed behind Incendius' optics. He looked around, to see a massive green blur looming over him. He was aware that someone was carrying him. Trying to speak, he spat a little more oil.
Post by Jazzman Crothers on Dec 21, 2010 11:24:42 GMT -5
And with that, Phasmatis took Incendius and headed out the window. Jumping through the broken glass, Phasmatis used his wings to glide down to his stolen Renegade shuttle and enter the craft as the pursuing Renegade flyers zeroed in.
Onix got to his feet and steadied himself. He saw Nueroblade, even while ran through, was still resisting and attacking Driveby. Onix rushed the guard and swung his fist with what might he could muster at Nueroblades head.
"ONIX! Believe me, nobody wants him dead more than me! Nobody!! However, he is currently our only link to this Union, and killing him leaves us back at square one and waiting for the next Atlas wannabe to come along! Subdue him. In any way you have to, but keep him alive." Roadtrain snapped.
With that, Roadtrain dropped down onto one knee, fuel dripping out of the sword and shrapnel wounds.
"Can anyone get a fix on Incendius and Phasmatis? And get a med-team sent up here ASAP!"
Last Edit: Dec 21, 2010 15:09:28 GMT -5 by Bomblast
In the grip of Neuroblade's grasp, Driveby refused to let it go and was not going to give in so quickly. Without a word, Driveby thrust the energon sword in further and slowly began drawing it in and upward up the inside of his torso, each thrust sharply cutting into vital circuitry with a single hushed word, "Die!..."