by Concept » Tue Oct 02, 2007 6:22 pm
- Motto: ""We all go home or no one goes home.""
- Weapon: Concussion Blaster Gun
Chapter 1.4 – Disorder
Concept speeds across the auto bond homing in on the faint signal he picked up earlier going off road, not an easy task for such a stylized sports car, except for an adaptable Transformer. His wheels lower raising him up to traverse the rough terrain, and once out of site of the highway he transforms into his equally stylish, at least to him, robot form.
“I do not recognize you.” A voice booms. “What is your allegiance?”
Concept looks over in the direction of the menacing voice, his circuits quake on the inside but on the outside sheer bravery and steel. “No way, Megatron…”
Optimus sits suspended by his thrusters in the water, normally an object of his size would plunge to the depths of the ocean. His arms crossed as he stares down Omega. “Who are you, where did you come from, and explain that?” He points at the Arc resting on the ocean floor.
“Answer my question first, what time am I in?”
“Very well, you are in the 21st century, the year is 2007.”
Omega scans his vast database of this era. “What of Megatron, is he still functioning?”
Optimus finds his question intriguing but does not answer. “Now you answer my questions.” He says in his commanding tone looking past at Seaspray conveying to him to keep his guard up.
“I am Omega Prime leader of the Transformers from the planet star system of Cybertron, I am from the future.”
“What!?!” Seaspray cannot help contain his surprise unlike his leader Optimus.
“You were the temporal anomaly we detected.” The Autobot leader looks down at the ships. “They will be fine there for now, come with us, there is much to discuss.”
“Why does my appearance surprise you?” Megatron asks.
“Uh…it just does, who wouldn’t be in…awe of you.” Concept cleverly strokes the Decepticon leader’s ego taking his attention away from the crashed stasis pod just a few yards away. He also scans his database figuring out where and when he is.
“You still have not told me your allegiance.”
“I, have no allegiance.”
Megatron laughs. “Impossible, you are either Autobot or Decepticon, and for your sake I hope it is the latter of the two.”
“I am a Transformer from the planet Cybertron.” Concept feels uneasy, wishing he had not just said what he has.
“If you will not tell me whether you are friend of foe then you must be…FOE!” Megatron swings up his right arm taking aim with his blaster and firing off a shot at the smaller robot.
Concept throws up his hands generating an energy shield absorbing the blast.
“Impressive move.”
“You haven’t seen anything yet.” Concept returns Megatron’s fire from his energy shield taking the Decepticon by surprise. “Omega, come in, I’m in trouble here.”
Omega stops dead and turns to Seaspray. “One of my own is in trouble.”
“How do you know?”
“He just radioed me little bot. I must go aid him.”
“No, you are coming with us.”
Optimus raises his hand to Seaspray. “We will go with him.”
“What? It could be a trick.”
“I do not think it is the concern in his voice is true. Lead the way Omega.” Optimus and Seaspray follow him back towards the shore in a race to reach Concept in time.
“You realize I can crush you.” Megatron boasts.
“You can try, but I doubt it.” Concept remarks back keeping his distance and moving much quicker then Megatron. He knows it’s only a matter of time before the vile Decepticon anticipates his next move.
“What are you doing here? If you are not aligned with either side then you were after something…” He looks around activating his short range scanners.
Concept blasts Megatron with a few energy blasts from his twin blaster to keep his attention onto him and off of the pod. “Come and get me.”
“You have sealed your fate little one.”
“You’re nothing but a bully Megatron,”
The Decepticon hits the ground shaking it and unloads a blast towards Concept. “I will rip you apart!”
“Oh man this is going to hurt…” Concept braces himself activating his energy shield, his HUD going haywire from the intensity of the blast. He closes his eyes and stands his ground praying to Primus.