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Post by reedalert on Oct 7, 2008 16:30:46 GMT -5
River Wing entered Andoria's frigid atmosphere in her jet mode, her afterburners leaving long trails of heat behind. She tracked a Decepticon onto this frozen planet; though he never did anything directly to her fallen friends, a Decepticon was a Decepticon, cold beings who care nothing but their own advancement in power. She growled as she flipped out of her alternitive mode in midair, her feet nearly cracking the landing pad just outside the trading center. She ignored the docking manager's angry cries and picked up the little blue organic. "Look, I'm not in the mood for games. I know my species don't really come out this far, so has there been any like me land here recently?" The Andorian nodded, and River Wing sent him down gently, and flipped him two credits. "Thank you." She went down into the trading center, her optic sensors scanning every life form that even hinted at decepticon activity. It was packed tightly, but her natural height easily melted a path in the crowd, She found herself in a bar, with the help of an oh-so-helpful Hirogeon bouncer, and that is where she saw him. A Decepticon, gambing alone with a dealer i9n a shadowy corner. Clenching her fist, her short sword popped out of her right wrist as she made her approach. With a quick movement, she wrapped her left arm around the Decepticon neck and pressed the point of her blade to his head. "Why what do we have here? A Decepticon," she growled threateningly, "You don't look as bad off as your buddies on Throl." She tilted her enemy head back to look into her smoldering blue optics, the blue fire smoldering with hatred. She ripped him out of his chair sending him sprawling on the floor, "now stand up so I can kill you honorably. Or maybe that term isn't familiar to one of you! Shooting wounded on the ground, killing one with his back turned. I, an Autobot, will teach you the meaning of honorable combat! Too bad you won't live long enough to pass it onto your buddies." As floor cleared, River Wing pulled her light whip from her waist and activated it, the eminating heat singeing the air.
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Post by WhiteSong on Oct 11, 2008 12:13:21 GMT -5
Blood-Claw was sprawled on the metallic floor insane yellow optics looking at the Autobot who took her out of her chair. Getting up and dusting herself off she grinned with so much glee it didn't take a rocket scientist to know she wasn't all there in the head. "A job's a job Autobot, plus they had credit where credit was due." She spoke with an insane smile. Watching as the Autobot took out her light whip ready to strike. "But all things considered, I needed a "reward" so my "buddies" on Throl were just my reward~" Taking her broadsword from it's sheath she pointed it at River Wing with glee. "Maybe you will be my next reward Autobot?" she questioned before stating, "By the way... I'm a femme." She said as the raptor transformer went for a skillful lunge and sweep at River Wing with her broadsword.
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Post by reedalert on Oct 11, 2008 14:09:35 GMT -5
River Wing hands nearly trembled as the cold heat of hate coursed through her body. The lifeless faces of her friends, the only ones she was truely close to flashed through her mind "Do not let anger fuel you. You will surely lose." Prowl's voice echoed through her mind, the moment of when Prowl was speaking to the ever ready but unprepared WIndcharger. "Never do what you're enemy expects you to do." Wheeljack's voice now. "One shall stand, one shall fall" she growled aloud as Optimus Prime's flashed through her mind. The evasive manuvers were simple and effective as she rolled to the left, handsprung behind the Raptor. Lashing out with her whip, she aimed for the neck, the whips energy crackling as it raced in to melt its target.
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Post by WhiteSong on Oct 11, 2008 14:27:02 GMT -5
Nearly getting decapitated by the energy whip of the other femme, Blood-Claw quickly blocked with her titanium scabbard deflecting the fatal blow. "Indeed! One shall stand~ the other shall fall! That's how a war works does it not?!" She roared as she caught a glimpse of something in her mind.... ' Blood-Claw... what do you fight for? The rewards.. or...?' Echoed a mysterious voice in her head, a memory perhaps? Of a Being not yet known? Though- Only Blood-Claw would know... now wouldn't she? Let's leave that thought to rest for now~
Snapping back to reality she smirked insanely. "I fight... for... the... REWARD!" She growled aloud as she transformed into her hulking Raptor form, spiked tail turning to lash at River Wing. "DIE AUTOBOT!"
Though one more sentence echoed through her head fading, the same male voice...
' Have you forgotten? Your comrades would be shamed of you... How far have you fallen sister?' Then it disappeared...
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Post by reedalert on Oct 11, 2008 14:34:31 GMT -5
The blow knocked River Wing off her feet, but she turned it instead into a backflip and rolled away. "Reward?" she growled, limping ever so slightly at the dents in her feet, "How pitiful. But not entirely unexpected. All Decepticons are pitiful." Folding up her missle launcher to sit on her shoulder, she fire three missles similair to 105 saber rounds.
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Post by WhiteSong on Oct 11, 2008 15:18:51 GMT -5
Not able to dodge every hit, she found herself wishing for armor at that moment... She was singed, her right horn was cracked, and her left optic began to flicker. She looked like hell... "P-Pitiful? I'm not pitiful A-Autobot..." She spoke transforming back into her bot form with a stumble as she tried her best to stand up... "I am not pitiful, You are pitiful, you Autobots..., HE WAS PITIFUL! She cried in a anguished roar. Slowly getting up she took out her now cracked Broadsword- "This was MY choice! He chose HIS path! Now.. look at me! Am I PITIFUL NOW?! She roared and cried her sanity and pain melded into one as she fell to her knees her broadsword holding her up, her breaths labored... " What makes us all pitiful? This war? Squabble? The pain of our greed washes over the galaxies..." Blood-Claw spoke loud enough. "Look at me... getting sentimental... I look pathetic right now.. right Autobot?" She asked looking at River Wing. The raptorbot began to choke up... "I-I want peace... I want to go home... PLEASE! RUNE! WHY DID YOU BETRAY ME "BROTHER"?!" She cried to the ceiling, as she looked infront of her her vision wavering as she saw the image of her "brother"... Then it disappeared... "Rune..." She spoke with a sob as Blood-Claw fell unconscious...
Hold no regrets... Sister... Let go...
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Post by reedalert on Oct 11, 2008 17:05:45 GMT -5
"What the...?" River Wing began, wishing she had a better aim and finished the Decepticon off quickly. She stood her ground, her light whip still handy but still. What are you doing? She's vunerable. Kill her now! said the dark Decepticon voice that had been lying doormant for millions of years since her creation. I'm a Autobot, I made my choice, a long time ago. You used to hate what you were but Wheeljack and Prowl helped you pass that. And how does Fate play out? Killing them, along with Optimus Prime, Ratchet and Ironhide. The Decepticons KILLED them, those you were finnally close to. The images of their bodies flashed through her mind, smoking, gray, broken, lifeless. Her hand gripped her lightwhip that the metal handle was nearly crushed. She shut off her optics for a second, just a second, to blink the painful memories away, but they stayed, haunting her. She remembered the dreams she used to have, depicting the death of each and everyone of them. You could have done something to protect them, you failed. And all Autobots are paying the price. Its the Decepticons' fault. Its the Decepticon's fault. Its your fault!
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Post by WhiteSong on Oct 11, 2008 17:21:18 GMT -5
No blow had come... why? The battered Decepticon looked up at the Autobot, confused... She awakened from her unconsciousness...
" I.. do not understand Autobot... kill me.. KILL ME! I don't deserve another chance! I threw that all away when I became a Predacon! Kill ME ... unless your too weak-sparked... Blood-Claw feebly taunted in hopes of a death.... " If I could only see him once more... my brother Rune... he is one of them... one of YOU.. an Autobot... And me?" She chuckled sourly. "I'm just a lost spark in this time of war... pathetic... so pathetic..."
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Post by reedalert on Oct 11, 2008 19:25:55 GMT -5
River Wing suddenly grew angry. She "You don't even know what the Autobots are fighting for?! You don't even know the code of honor we hold dear! You don't even know the damn fact we don't strike even an enemy who's down!" Her eye flashed dangerously, "You don't even know us except that we stand in your way over power! You have no Primus damn idea how much we can mean to each other; you Decepticons dont KNOW! You may even think its amusing, but you in the long run, you've only been taught that, you dont know the emotion of true hate, because you don't even know who we are, you just can't!! I know what you Decepticons are, and I know exactly what you cold drones did to me, so I know the true meaning of hate and anger. You... things appear to have emotions, but in the Primus damned long run, all you operate on is lust, lust for power. Thats it!" She knew if she had been human, she'd be unable to continued for she would be too choked up in tears, but counting her blessing she was a robot, she continued, "If I didn't have these little things called honor and morality, I would have ripped your ass apart right hear while you screamed for mercy. In fact, all Decepticons would be the same way, slaughtered, like how they slaughtered my loved ones. But because we are not hypocrytes, you all still continue. In a way, you all owe us your lives for we did not kill you while you were on the ground or when your back was turned!"
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