Darkest Hour || Transformers || Accepting

[ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴏɴ]

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

Jazz yelped as the claws dug into his arm. He took notice of Tink and nodded, dodging out of the way at the last minute. He landed on his shoulder, causing him to cry out again. Ratchet was going to kill him if the Decepticons didn’t beat him to the job.

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

Starscream moves out of the way once again, but not before part of his arm and wing was scorched by the flames. The Decepticon let out another yell of pain. “Cursed Autobot!”

[Kia_Bee]

Tink tackled into Deathclaw, using her ability to phase him into the rocks behind him. She quickly jumped back to make sure he didn't grab her.

Deathclaw roared out in anger, struggling to free himself but in vain. "Starscream!" He yowled.

"Stupid scrap pile." Spitfire spat back, running at him helm on.

[ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴏɴ]

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

Jazz stood up, holding his arm. Both his arm and roof where injured, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to transform if they had to flee. “Tink, Spitfire. I’m ordering a retreat. You both are to head back to base immediately.” Jazz didn’t order often, but this was a situation where he knew using his rank was necessary. Decepticon reinforcements could arrive at any moment, and he wouldn’t have them injured further for a small, possible stash on emergon.

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

Starscream transformed, blasting into the sky before Spitfire could reach him. He circled around a few moments, then flew towards the rocks Deathclaw was trapped in. He would usually leave him to die, but he knew the Autobots rarely killed their adversaries.

[Kia_Bee]

"What?! But we can't leave you behind with them!" Tink exclaimed, noticing his injuries. "I'm not leaving you behind."

Spitfire growled as Starscream escaped, trying to keep up with the fleeing mech. She wasn't finished with him yet.

[ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴏɴ]

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

“I’ll be fine. You just get your sister and get back to the Ark. None of us are going to survive if we don’t have backup.” Jazz said through the comm link. Starscream was nearing the rocks. Jazz knew a few blasts from Starscream’s blasters would free Deathclaw again, and then they’d really be in trouble.

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

Starscream growled. He was injured, that fool Deathclaw had gotten himself stuck. He was going to make those Autobots pay, one way of another! Starscream was almost within striking distance of the rock.

[Kia_Bee]

Tink looked at him before nodding in reply. "Just come back to us in one piece and online." She said before running off towards her sister.

"Starscream! Quit stalling and blast them!" Deathclaw roared. He hated that he had been foiled by a femme, and a youngling at that!

[ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴏɴ]

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

Jazz watched as Tink went after her sister, a small smile of relief on his face. At least she was listening. Jazz didn’t know why he’d brought the younglings with him on such a mission. Sometimes he forgot just how young they were in the grand scheme of the war. He turned his thoughts back to the Decepticons, firing at Starscream to delay him.

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

Starscream hissed as one of the shots bounced off the underside of his alt. mode. He couldn’t wait to get his hands on that Autobot. The air commander sent several blasts at the rocks, narrowly missing Deatclaw as the rocks around him began to be chipped away.

[Kia_Bee]

Tink eventually talked Spitfire into coming along with her which wasn't easy. Tink to base, we're in need of backup. Jazz is in trouble.


Deathclaw was able to free an arm, angrily lashing out towards Jazz. "I'll tear you into scrap metal, Autobot!" He hissed

[ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴏɴ]

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

Starscream transformed, landing behind Jazz. “Nowhere to run now, Autobot! I’d kill you now, but I think I want to have a little fun first. Don’t you agree, Deathclaw?” The seeker was clearly enjoying his opponents situation. “After all, I doubt you can drive away with those injuries.”

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

Jazz yelped, stumbling away from Deathclaw. Even in such a dire situation, he managed to keep his cool. “Even all battered up I look better than you tin cans.” He chuckled.

[Kia_Bee]

Deathclaw sneered in reply, his optics glowing at the thought of playing cat and mouse. "Not for long, Autobot." He growled. This was going to be fun.

A sudden blast landed a little too close for comfort at Starscream, yet the direction it came from or the one who fired it wasn't seen.