Darkest Hour || Transformers || Accepting

[ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴏɴ]

ᴊᴀᴢᴢ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴏᴘs. ᴀɢᴇɴᴛ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʙᴏᴛ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Tink, Spitfire

“It might be. The signal is Cybertronian in origin, so it’s either energon or a bot. Possibly both, with how big the signature was.” Jazz replied as they grew nearer to the signal. More signals began to appear as well. Decepticons, most likely.

sᴛᴀʀsᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | ᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ | ᴅᴇᴄᴇᴘᴛɪᴄᴏɴ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Deathclaw

Scarscream flew for a while before the signal began to grow closer. Other signals started to appear as well. “Autobots must be after the deposit as well.” He commed Deathclaw.

[Kia_Bee]

"The only question is is that if it does happen to be a bot? Are they on our side or the Decepticons?" Tink asked worriedly. "If it is a Con, they'll have to deal with us." Spitfire said, a hint of challenge in her voice.


"And to think this would be a dull mission." Deathclaw mused, his claws digging into the ground at the thought of attacking foolish Autobots

[ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴏɴ]

sᴛᴀʀsᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | ᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ | ᴅᴇᴄᴇᴘᴛɪᴄᴏɴ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Deathclaw, Jazz, Tink, Spitfire

“We must attack before they get to the energon!” Starscream ordered, diving down and shooting a barrage of blasts at the Autobots. One hit Jazz’s roof, causing the mech to yell in pain. Starscream smirked in satisfaction.

ᴊᴀᴢᴢ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴏᴘs. ᴀɢᴇɴᴛ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʙᴏᴛ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Tink, Spitfire, Starscream, Deathclaw

The blast hurt, but it didn’t stop Jazz. He continued to drive, knowing that stopping wouldn’t help the situation. “It’s Starscream!” He warned the femmes. “Be careful. I’m sure more Decepticons aren’t far behind.”

[Kia_Bee]

The twins swerved out of the way of the attack, eventually having to turn back to their bipedal form due to the now rough terrain. "You coward! Fight like a mech!" Spitfire yelled at Starscream. If there was one Decepticon she hated more than Megatron, it was Starscream.

Deathclaw nodded in reply, though he had his own plans to take care of the little pests. Making sure he wasn't seen, he slinked over to some rocks for cover and waited for the right time to ambush.

[ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴏɴ]

ᴊᴀᴢᴢ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴏᴘs. ᴀɢᴇɴᴛ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʙᴏᴛ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Tink, Spitfire, Starscream, Deathclaw

Jazz screeched to a stop, transforming with a wince. The blast he’d taken was worse than he thought, but it wasn’t his too priority. “Don’t encourage him!” He called, taking at his blaster and firing at the jet.

sᴛᴀʀsᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | ᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ | ᴅᴇᴄᴇᴘᴛɪᴄᴏɴ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Deathclaw, Jazz, Tink, Spitfire

Starscream barreled away from the blasts with ease. As a seeker, he preferred fighting in the air, safe from reach. Deathclaw could handle the ground combat.

[Kia_Bee]

Spitfire didn't listen, seeing only red before she let out a roar, sending fire straight at the flying Con. All reasoning and logic was gone, all that stayed in her mind was to take Starscream down.

Deathclaw watched from afar, taking note to avoid the hot tempered one. Seeing Jazz not too far from him, he readied himself before lunging at him with a loud roar.

"Jazz!" Tink yelled out in warning before doing something either brave or foolish; she jumped in the way of the attack, rolling with the feline Decepticon down a rough hillside.

[ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴏɴ]

ᴊᴀᴢᴢ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴏᴘs. ᴀɢᴇɴᴛ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʙᴏᴛ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Tink, Spitfire, Starscream, Deathclaw

Jazz knew he’d made a mistake taking the femmes with him. He couldn’t protect them both at once, and he’d known there was a chance for Decepticon confrontation. “Jazz to base! We need backup urgently!” The mech sent out a distress call along with their coordinates. He figured Spitfire could take care of herself for now, so Jazz went after Tink.

sᴛᴀʀsᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | ᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ | ᴅᴇᴄᴇᴘᴛɪᴄᴏɴ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Deathclaw, Jazz, Tink, Spitfire

Starscream yowled as one of hidwings got nicked from the flames. “You’ll pay for that, you fool!” The seeker growled with fury, sending a flurry of blasts towards the temperamental femme. “I’ll blast every trace of you off this planet!”

[Kia_Bee]

Tink moaned softly as she came out of her daze only to be pinned down by a clawed paw. She struggled to get free, panic making her ability useless. "You little fool." She heard the mech growl as his claws dug into her frame. She let out a cry of pain.

"Go ahead, I can take the heat." Spitfire growled as she became engulfed in flames. She let out a small cry as she felt pain on her back. No, not her pain, Tink's. She glared at Starscream. "DON'T YOU HURT HER!!" She roared, shooting a massive fireball at him.

[ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴏɴ]

sᴛᴀʀsᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | ᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ | ᴅᴇᴄᴇᴘᴛɪᴄᴏɴ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Deathclaw, Jazz, Tink, Spitfire

Starscream landed, transforming into his bot form. “You foolish Autobot! I’ve done nothing to get. While you’ve been shooting at me, my companion has taken care of your sister.” The seeker smirked, relishing Spitfire’s pain.

ᴊᴀᴢᴢ | ᴍᴇᴄʜ | sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴏᴘs. ᴀɢᴇɴᴛ | ᴀᴜᴛᴏʙᴏᴛ | ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Tink, Spitfire, Starscream, Deathclaw

Jazz grabbed Deathclaw from behind, putting him in a headlock. “Hasn’t anyone ever told you not to hurt a femme?” He growled quietly, dragging the Decepticon off of Tink. He kept his arms firmly locked around Deathclaw’s chin and chest.

[Kia_Bee]

Spitfire snarled before angrily firing at him. She didn't care anymore, she just wanted to wipe the smug smirk off his faceplate.

Deathclaw yowled angrily, struggling to get away by digging his claws into Jazz's arm. He wasn't going down without a fight.

Tink stood up with a wince, looking over at Jazz. Thinking quickly, she yelled at Jazz to move as she ran towards them.