Post by Hex on Apr 22, 2015 19:34:20 GMT
The crimson Autobot entered the room, energon still dripping out of the wounded hand that swung by his side.
His eyes were dead again and he wondered over to the desk where a large screen was built into the wall behind it, a holographic keyboard indented in the desk.
He moved his fingers expertly over they keyboard, and video started playing on the screen...
"Hey, daddy! come look at this!" the small sparkling called, navy blue in colour as the crimson bot behind her followed.
"What is it Sephyr?" the mech replied, crouching down to her level and pushing her down behind the edge of the balcony.
"There are people shooting in the streets, look! Can you stop them daddy?" Sephyr asked to her father, looking up at him with warm eyes.
"Go get mummy and hide in the bedroom... Now!" the father ordered, pointing towards the inside, "Daddy has to deal with this..."
A massive explosion shuddered the building and the smaller femme ran off inside. The crimson bot's eyes went dead as his body transformed into an agile but strong form. Claws extended for his wrists, with deadly serrations along the inside edge. He leaped up over the edge and onto an unsuspecting 'con below, one set of claws impaling his spine, the other his neck. With one fluid motion, as he landed, he lifted the near dead enemy into the air with his momentum, the crimson mech pulling his arms apart and decapitating the 'con. He turned to face the others, but they were armed with heavy calibre plasma weaponry, and a tank floated round the corner, cannon aimed not at him, but at the building behind.
It fired, a pulse of energy rippling past the dead-eyed brute and annihilating the building.
"NO!" he roared, two large single-barreled weapons appearing from his servos, and micro-rocket launchers from his shoulders. He fired a barrage of high energy slugs and a salvo of corrosive rockets at the small army approaching, before turning back and racing towards the rubble of his home.
"DADDY!" Sephyr called from the building. The crimson soldier ripped through the metal debris until he found the small navy blue femme trapped in a corner with energon spilling out of her chest. Next to her, an unconscious purple femme, larger than the daughter, with energon dripping through the gaping hole in her abdomen.
"Sephyr, Alia!" he called, as he tore through the blockade of cybertronium girders with ease.
The video stopped, fuzzing a bit as the crimson mech's perspective was laid on the two damaged femmes. Soul-Flare put a hand to the screen, softly stroking the image of his daughter, before recoiling as he touched the screen and it fuzzed.
"Sephyr," he spoke quietly, "Alia,"
His eyes were dead again and he wondered over to the desk where a large screen was built into the wall behind it, a holographic keyboard indented in the desk.
He moved his fingers expertly over they keyboard, and video started playing on the screen...
"Hey, daddy! come look at this!" the small sparkling called, navy blue in colour as the crimson bot behind her followed.
"What is it Sephyr?" the mech replied, crouching down to her level and pushing her down behind the edge of the balcony.
"There are people shooting in the streets, look! Can you stop them daddy?" Sephyr asked to her father, looking up at him with warm eyes.
"Go get mummy and hide in the bedroom... Now!" the father ordered, pointing towards the inside, "Daddy has to deal with this..."
A massive explosion shuddered the building and the smaller femme ran off inside. The crimson bot's eyes went dead as his body transformed into an agile but strong form. Claws extended for his wrists, with deadly serrations along the inside edge. He leaped up over the edge and onto an unsuspecting 'con below, one set of claws impaling his spine, the other his neck. With one fluid motion, as he landed, he lifted the near dead enemy into the air with his momentum, the crimson mech pulling his arms apart and decapitating the 'con. He turned to face the others, but they were armed with heavy calibre plasma weaponry, and a tank floated round the corner, cannon aimed not at him, but at the building behind.
It fired, a pulse of energy rippling past the dead-eyed brute and annihilating the building.
"NO!" he roared, two large single-barreled weapons appearing from his servos, and micro-rocket launchers from his shoulders. He fired a barrage of high energy slugs and a salvo of corrosive rockets at the small army approaching, before turning back and racing towards the rubble of his home.
"DADDY!" Sephyr called from the building. The crimson soldier ripped through the metal debris until he found the small navy blue femme trapped in a corner with energon spilling out of her chest. Next to her, an unconscious purple femme, larger than the daughter, with energon dripping through the gaping hole in her abdomen.
"Sephyr, Alia!" he called, as he tore through the blockade of cybertronium girders with ease.
The video stopped, fuzzing a bit as the crimson mech's perspective was laid on the two damaged femmes. Soul-Flare put a hand to the screen, softly stroking the image of his daughter, before recoiling as he touched the screen and it fuzzed.
"Sephyr," he spoke quietly, "Alia,"