by Davekma » Tue May 15, 2007 7:13 am
The Killzone
It was all too quick for Orpheus. Not too long ago, the only thing he had to focus on was fighting Rampage, now though, the somewhat intelligence limited Autobot was having to deal with multiple problems. First he was retreating, then he wasn't, Hardhead was still in danger, and Rampage was still trying to cleave him limb from limb, in between shooting the slag out of him, it was times like these that he wished he wasn't on his own.
Orpheus had managed to work his way up from crawling to a crouched position, but he had had to halt his progress to give his circuits time to work out what was the best course of action "I got told to retreat by one Officer, but now I'm told to push on, and that sounded like Optimus, but what about Hardhead?" The young warrior's thoughts raced through his circuits, all the while Rampage was closing in on him.
"Slaggit!!" Orpheus shouted as he came to his conclusion "I'm getting Hardhead out of here, then I'll come back and continue fighting" He announced as though someone was listening to him. The fact was the only one close enough to hear him was Rampage, a fact that dawned on Orpheus as the Predacon appeared once more brandishing his sword, and yet again, the sword was heading for Orpheus with evil intentions. In a reflex reaction, Orpheus tried to jump out of the way, but the rubble underneath his foot failed to support his weight, causing the black 'Bot to slip and fall onto his back, leaving him completely at the mercy of Rampage...
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Polyhex Line ~ The Breach
It seemed as though Silverbolt's time in charge was possibly the shortest ever recorded as his first order was immediately cancelled out by the arrival of Optimus Prime and the reinforcements from Iacon. Those Autobots around the Aerialbot Commander halted their retreat as soon as the order was given, and immediately resumed fighting, with the same determination and resolve that was present at the start of the battle, even Silverbolt's systems got a small boost from just knowing the Autobot Commander was on the field of battle.
Now waving Autobots back into the fray, Silverbolt took the opportunity to let his leader know he was ready for command "Silverbolt reporting in Optimus Sir, the Aerialbots are at your disposal. I'm currently down assisting the ground forces in lew of Maximus' injuries, just tell me where you need me"
Havok's attack had, as he expected, not found it's mark, all it had done was open him up for a repeat attack from Stormrune. As the Autobot bomber unleashed his attack, the Corrupticon's 3 heads all looked up and spat more plasma in their direction, in disgust more than in defense. Havok knew that if he stayed where he was, he would probably meet a rather grim fate.
Transforming back into his robot mode, the Corrupticon began to run towards one of the empty bunkers, when he noticed the remaining member of his little team just standing, watching the bombs as they closed in on him "MOVE!!!" Havok shouted, the young Decepticon didn't respond "MOVE YOUR AFT!!! NOW!!!" He shouted once more, this time getting the young Mech's attention, but still he didn't move. Havok growled as he changed his course towards the bunker for one in the direction of the immobile 'Con.
In full flow, the former Gladiator grabbed the stationary grunt with one arm, and proceeded to launch him through the closed door of the bunker head first "Hmm, must remember that for future reference" Havok thought to himself as he noted how efectively his follower had breached the door, an observation that was cut short as the bombs impacted on the ground, the Corrupticon getting caught in the blast radius, the force of which propelled him through the doorway and into the bunker wall, back first, landing on top of his door breacher.
As he lay upside down, something slowly came back to Havok, something that had disapeared during his long period of deactivation and recovery. He knew he loathed Autobots, deeply, but he reserved a special loathing for the aerial contingent of Prime's army, and his most recent injuries only served to reinforce that loathing. Righting himself so he was now sitting with his back against the wall, Havok looked out of the bunker and spat a glob of energon out the door that had collected in his mouth from one of his injuries "Pitiful Autobot scum, you can't win..." He mumbled to himself, only interrupted by a groan from the young Decepticon he was sitting on.