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Post by Daniel Cage on Jul 20, 2009 18:54:02 GMT -5
Daniel pulled into the parking lot, and stopped his car. The rumbling of his engine cut off as Daniel turned his keys in the inginition. Pulling the keys into his pocket, he climbed from the big red truck and slammed the door shut.
He picked up no traces of Transformers, or techno organics for that matter. But that's how everything usually went. His father was out doing who knows what, while his uncle was on the same bet. He hadn't seen both for a while. A sigh escaped his lips. His dyed hair flapped gently in the breeze. |
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Post by jetstorm on Jul 20, 2009 19:00:41 GMT -5
From the sky, a blast of red energy blew the red truck to bits as Jetstorm cackled, swooping through the smoke and blasting it through the air after him in a dazzling display of his aerial mastery.
"This is captain Jetstorm speaking; Prepare for complete and total annihilation of everything you hold dear!" Jetstorm chouted, his red optics glaring down in jet mode. Being cybertronic, Jetstorm was truly one with his form, and his jet mode's neck twisted in the boy's direction as he blasted back over, his dual cannons firing wildly.
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Post by Daniel Cage on Jul 20, 2009 19:16:04 GMT -5
Daniel's sensors picked up a Transformer signature, a decepticon flying through the air. Jetstorm, the name came to Daniel rather fast.
When he heard the sound of an explosion, he turned around to see his large truck being blasted to bits. "Shit, that was my truck, now you owe me another one, Jetstorm." Wait, Jetstorm? Wasn't that the decepticon who attacked Daniel's father, and hated him for that matter?
Yes!
Well, it was official, Daniel was screwed. Jetstorm would surely know Megatron was his father, and kill him for revenge. Yep, Daniel was screwed because of who his father was. Well, this was just great.
Crap.
Great.
When Jetstorm started launching his missles at Daniel, he dove out of the way of one, and nearly got blasted with another. A few more feet, and he would have gotten hit dead on. As the missle exploded, Daniel covered his face with his hands, his hair and shirt flying wildly in every direction. A small tear was shown in his shirt that wasn't there before. |
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Post by jetstorm on Jul 20, 2009 19:22:33 GMT -5
Jetstorm transformed, and laughed.
"Only if the price is right, kid!" He referenced to the somewhat-popular TV show of that name, and grabbed the organic in his claws. Megatron would go insane if he knew Jetstorm was doing this; but it wasn't like he cared. That was what he WANTED to happen. Megatron was just another useless leader who wouldn't get them any closer to their goal.
"One of those techno organic types, eh? Only seven more to go, and I'll have the whole set; gotta catch 'em all!" Jetstorm laughed, tightening his grip to a crushing level.
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Post by Daniel Cage on Jul 20, 2009 19:54:15 GMT -5
The techno organic was getting ready to respond when he saw the hand coming. But it was too late for him to react and get out of the way. "What the?... Let me go Jetstorm." Great. Mr. hates my daddy was gonna either kidnap Daniel or kill him. I'd rather go with the kidnap and use him for ransom.
"If you kill me, my father would have you head." He started struggling against the Decepticon's grip, but soon stopped, and focused of being able to breath when Jetstorm started tightening his grip around the young kid. |
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Post by jetstorm on Jul 20, 2009 19:59:32 GMT -5
Jetstorm laughed, and threw the boy into the ground, pointing one of his shoulder-mounted plasma cannons down at the boy.
"Like I care about that over-glorified toaster! Megatron doesn't mean anything to me; if anything, the galaxy would be better off if he'd been scrapped for spare parts generations ago! That pile of scrap metal isn't worthy of weilding the AllSpark, or any other thing of any importance!" Jetstorm scowled, glaring down at Megatron's son.
"Now, any last words before I send you to your shallow grave, punk?"
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Post by Daniel Cage on Jul 20, 2009 20:15:11 GMT -5
When the grip of Jetstorm's hands vanished, Daniel felt himself plummeting to the ground. He hit the ground with a smack, pain searing up his arm as he landed on a rock. He looked down to the sore arm, and saw red blood running down the lengths of it. "Well, you let me down." He found himself staring up into the face of Jetstorm when he knew that he was pointing his cannon at him.
Well, looks like he's not going to use me for ransom, make my father declare him Decepticon leader, or kill me in a slow, painful death. Well, if I'm going to die, I'd rather it be quick and painless than a sufferable death. He drew a deep breath, and embraced his body for the blast that was going to kill him. |
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Post by jetstorm on Jul 20, 2009 20:21:41 GMT -5
Jetstorm counted down.
"Three...two...one..." He counted, but rather than shoot, he grabbed Daniel in a death grip, and brought him up to his face
"Did you really think I'd be that stupid? Oh no; I want Megatron to know what's happening! I want that peice of tin to suffer in the emotional pain of losing his only son, and I want him to know I did it, too! Ever heard the phrase 'There's nothing more dangerous than an acoltye'? Well, I'M the exception to that rule!"
Jetstorm transformed, locking Daniel into the cargo hold of his alt mode, and blasting forwards rapidly.
"This is your captain speaking; Feel free to scream and plead for your life!" He growled, and spun, knocking the boy around in the cargo hold.
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Post by Daniel Cage on Jul 20, 2009 20:41:50 GMT -5
The numbers ran through his head, and Daniel spoke the next number in a whisper, counting down to his own death. When Jetstorm reached one, Daniel cringed, knowing what was coming.
Or, atleast he thought he knew.
Instead of the blast that he had anticipated, it was replaced with a hand. Daniel then found himself staring into Jetstorm's face. "Father will come. Either him or Uncle Prime.." No one had ever said that saying to him. No human, or Transformer, until Jetstorm said it. "No one on Earth has heard of that saying."
When he was thrown into the cockpit, he tried to open the hatch and escape, but before he even tried it, he figured it would be a failure. And of course, he was right. He was trapped. When he heard that Jetstorm told him he could scream or beg for his life, he ignored the comment, and then found himself being thrown around in the cockpit. He moaned as his body was forced this way and that. |
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Post by jetstorm on Jul 20, 2009 20:51:06 GMT -5
Jetstorm did enough loops and sudden changes in direction to disorient his passenger. And if that wasn't enough, he dived for the ground, pulling up only at the last second in the middle of Tranquility, throwing out his passenger, and slamming him into the ground.
Jetstorm hooked his communicator link into a large telephone pole, and broadcast his message
"Megatron! You've sat inactive on your throne like a knot-on-the-log for four thousand years, and now you lead the Decepticons to extinction with your insignificant, stupid, and foolish tactics, throwing away troops like all the garbage you've got hanging off your body!" Jetstorm's voice echoed loudly, and he grabbed up Daniel.
"And your optics aren't tricking you; I've got your son, and you'd better deliver yourself here by sundown, or I'll show him what is means to be a 'star' student!" He said, so subtly hinting at his intention of blasting him with enough power to take out a small star.
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Post by Arcee on Jul 20, 2009 21:03:08 GMT -5
A hot pink motorcycle entered the scene in a matter of minutes driving around in circles around Jetstorm and then transforming into her robot mode and rapidly firing her cannon bow at Jetstorms chest with an agressive look on her face and spoke with a firmness in her voice,
"Let the kid go, Decepticon, or I won't have to use this on you."
As Arcee spoke she powered up her cannon bow still holding it at Jetstorms chest and stared him down with an almost evil decepticon like look in her eyes.
(right now Arcee is super pissed which is why she is giving the terminator-ish look)
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Post by jetstorm on Jul 20, 2009 21:12:00 GMT -5
"Tisk, tisk! You didn't say please!" Jetstorm cackled, and blasted the Autobot with a missile barrage, floating backwards quickly, his red optics flashing in pleasure.
"Drive, drive as fast as you can, Autobot!" Jetstorm taunted, transforming into his jet mode and blasting through the city. He grinned inwardly, blasting the buildings and pedestrians with his plasma cannons.
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Post by Daniel Cage on Jul 20, 2009 21:48:59 GMT -5
The young teenager slowly pulled his head into his hands, because of a headache he was getting from being thrown around everywhere. "Father will kill you." He then felt the Decepticon thrusting him to the ground, pulling him up, and then he pulled up, and threw Daniel to the ground, forcing him into it.
Crashing once again onto his bad arm, the one he injured earlier, he groaned. When he heard Jetstorm speaking his father's name, he stared up at Jetstorm, and listened to his words. Then, Jetstorm grabbed him, and he still had his one hand over the other. Staring at the ground, he then found himself staring at Jetstorm. "I always wanted to be a star student." He used a loud voice, loud enough to go into the broadcast. He was mocking Jetstorm when Jetstorm was mocking his father. Kid had guts.
Then his senses picked up on something. He looked at Jetstorm, smiling. His voice was lower, not able to carry into the broadcast. "Looks like your broadcast has reached another of your enemies. An Autobot comes."
He saw that it was a female bot, and then heard what Jetstorm said. "Yeah and neither did you when you kidnapped me." He then, once again found himself in the cockit of Jetstorm once again. Great. |
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Post by Arcee on Jul 20, 2009 21:58:15 GMT -5
"Oh, you don't get away from me that easily Decepti-creep!" Arcee yelled as she took off into a speedy run after Jetstorm. Armed with her cannon bow she began to rapidly fire at his underside hoping that she was hitting him she continued running faster and faster. She came across a building that she could use, she grabbed onto the side of the building and then climbed up it in an instant she raced across the building top and jumped high up into the air just so her hand could reach Jetstorm's under side.
Using her clawed plates that she moved onto her fingertips she was able to grab onto Jetstorm and began to climb up to his topside.
"You'd think a flying Decepticon would be harder to catch up to!" She hollered as she began to pass his his stabilizin wings. She began to punch at the base of the wings in hope of getting him to turn to the side where she could then punch him down into the ground, like the disgusting Decepticon dirt that he was.
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Post by jetstorm on Jul 20, 2009 22:02:47 GMT -5
Jetstorm, however, had anticipated this, and his jet-mode's neck and head twisted backwards, the blasters now aimed at the Autobot's chest. Of course, the punches hurt, but he had a good structural strength on his wing struts.
"Do a barrel roll!" He said, and did one himself, blasting Arcee at close range, careful not to hit himself in the process.
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