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Post by Megatron on Aug 1, 2009 22:12:05 GMT -5
, It's delightful ! , it's delicious ! , it's delirious !, It's De-lovely!
`` A whistling noise was heard through the sky, the jet's wings swiftly sliced the atmosphere, after the flying tank decided to slow down after 2 minutes of high speed flying. Megatron dove toward the ground, transforming as Megatron put his clawed hand inside of him, pulling out what it seemed like a human. But not just nay human, a techno-organic.
`` A techno-organic that went by the name of Daniel, the son of Megatron. Megatron had flew as fast and as hard as he could to get away from where they had been previously. In a battle with Jetstorm, Megatron could've taken care of him but not now when Daniel was in danger. Megatron placed Daniel on the ground gently. Megatron had apparently landed in a dense woodland area. Probably somewhere in Russia or something like that.
¢¾¢¾ Word Count;; idk ¢¾¢¾ Notes;; Megatron freaking rules ¢¾¢¾ Song;; Gives you Hell by AAR ¢¾¢¾ Credited to MyDarkFate of BLANK PAGES. Lyrics from the Musical Anything Goes. [/blockquote]
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Post by Daniel Cage on Aug 1, 2009 22:57:20 GMT -5
LOL, yes Megatron does rock.
After they were out of Tranquility, Daniel had layed back his head and rested it on the seat within his father, and closed his eyes. No he wasn't taking a nap, or 'catching some Z's' as the 'cooler' kids would say. He was just resting his eyes.
When they landed, and Megatron's claws hands placed him onto the ground, he looked around, taking in his surroundings, his eyes devouring the scene around him. Snow littered the floor, suffocating the animals into a hybernation. Trees held their snow prisoners, allowing no captives to be released unless the branches swayed violently. Russia. The pair were in Russia. The name came within a few seconds of thinking, but it came.
Leaning against a nearby tree, he faced Megatron. Sure Victory Prime wasn't dressed for the occasion, unless the 'occasion' suddenly became a T shirt which held a gash from the center of it, to the end, where Jetstorm's blade had made contact, and a back shredded. And not to mentioned jeans ripped and stained with blood on the right side from another of Jetstorm's blades.
He had been quiet along the journey, but the silence was broken. "Sorry." His voice was just a mumble, but it was also sincere, maybe. There really wasn't anything to be sorry about. He hadn't ditched his bodyguards, he hadn't been doing something someone had told him not to. Unless, of course if you counted driving a truck at the age of fourteen, but like Megatron would scold him on that. Yeah, and pigs would fly too.
But that word seemed right for the situation. After all, because of Victory Prime, Megatron didn't get the chance to rip the mechanic and use him for spare parts. But then again, what if it hadn't been for Daniel? Would Megatron even have gotten the chance? Would his father have even been able to get a shot at Jetstorm? Had the chance to put that traitor in his place?
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