Iota Temple-Home of Ancients

[Rexacon]

Rexacon continued down his path as he was trying to get to the allspark as soon as possible. His temper was already at his limit. The sooner he get to the allspark the better. Suddenly, his sensor picked up movement around the corner. Taking out his wrist blades, he awaited for the thing to come closer. Going around the corner, he attacked, but stopped when he saw Echoblade coming up.

"Echoblade? Your alive..."

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Roll followed up with Rexacon hoping that the others would follow too. Following up in the corner, she looked at Echoblade with shock. Thought she had perished, happy that she made it out alive. However, looking at what see is holding. It appears to be a baby scorpion, where did she get that? Why is she holding it? Those things along with the arachnids were an abominations.

"Where did you get that?"

[FrostWhisper]

Echoblade looked and felt completely different than when she had first entered the temple. Covered in ghastly lacerations, a small scorpion in one hand and a sword in the other, Echoblade wondered how she must look to the other Decepticons, but she pushed those thoughts away as she spoke.

"Yes, I am alive," Echoblade began, then she turned towards Roll. "It's a long story which I do not have time to tell at the moment, but it is friendly, to me anyway. As long as you do not try to touch it, you should be fine," Echoblade decided against mentioning Shadow's help. If the other Decepticons knew that Shadow was in the temple, they might seek him out and try to kill him or kill Echoblade for not getting rid of him while she had the chance. So she kept quiet.

[Cutlass Rebooted]

Cutlass looks at Spironok then at Beam who was hugging one of the spider's limbs. "So that's Spironok then." Cutlass laughs as Beam falls into one of the puddles but immediately stops laughing looking panicked at the effects. "What is that stuff?!"

[Laser]

It is difficult to describe the horror of a Thetacon brute. Nothing was cybertronian about it. It was all...so foreign. It's three eyes sat equal distance apart about the disc-like head, rotating about the diameter. It seemed to float rather than walk, and the way it passed through the smallest spaces made the thin beings seem as if they could walk through walls. In the light, the creatures seemed as if they were gliding pieces of razor thin metal. But in the dark, one could see how the blue strings of energy held together their bodies, tightening and releasing as if they were bioluminescent muscles. As they moved, they made a soft, singing sound, much like a siren calling sailors to their doom.

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Spironok really didn't know how to react to Silentsong's....interest. Instead it shrunk back into the water. Corrosia wasn't a big deal for the creature. It's venom was made of many of the same properties, so it carried a small resistance.

Beam was swearing like a soldier in his last breath. "I can't....ing believe this shi--" suddenly she stopped rubbing her arms in panic, taking what Jumpstart was offering. "Thanks for being gentle, by the way." She said sarcastically, winking at the medic. Thank God he had come along back when he did. Otherwise, she'd have probably melted before she could have doctored herself. "Guys we should really get the f--" suddenly, several whysps of blue light caught her eye in the not too distant hall before them, her massive eyes widening as they three individual sets of luminescence hummed a pleasant tune. "Whoa....that looks...looks so quirky...and beautiful..."

She wanted to touch it...

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The brutes rose up around the Decepticons, cutting off the exits and circling the band. Their choirish tone rose, and they floated, remaining in their place, waiting on the Decepticons to react. One of them was a bit taller, and though the energy cords were barely visible as so with the others, they were red instead.

[DarkXenith]

Jumpstart couldn't help himself. Smirking, he chipped back, "Always am with femmes....unless they like it otherwise.

Do y'self a favour, kid, leave everythin' the hell alone in here. It's the kinda place designed purely t' frag mechs up. Been in bars like this an' nothin' good ever comes of it."[/color]

The sound of a gunshot put paid to all frivolity though as did the unmistakable scraping of a body hitting a hard surface from the impact of said gun shot no doubt. Optics narrowing, the medic automatically switched back into business mode and made a break in the direction of the commotion.

"I gotta roll. Slag's hit the fan f' some unfortunate fragger or other."[/color]

Taking his leave, the medic headed back to the main grouping to get a better handle on the situation.

[Bivile]

Onewing turned around after halting his steady march, seeing the vanishing femme had returned. Looking as captivated as a child who just had a cent piece "pulled" from their ear, a doofy grin appeared on his face. He remembered her from the previous fight and it was beyond him trying to figure out where she'd dissipated to. Half of his excitement was from the magic trick and half from relief that no one had died (to his better knowledge). The Seeker happened to notice the new weapon and the 'con's new pet project. His smile faded, although not in a discontented way, as he glided himself a little closer to the little scorpion. Onewing was largely without fear unless something hurt him, so he wasn't afraid to get a closer look.

The derpy flier found his investigation cut short as an invading noise came into his head. The teal Decepticon frowned and turned. In the gloom, he spotted some shapes floating around. For a second, he wondered if it was a good idea to run into them head on. Within moments, Onewing found his usually trivial pondering removed. A hallow look was present in his crimson optics.

"Ooo. A sparkly."

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Watertight had come in behind the Autobots. He didn't feel like testing his luck outside, thank you. Something bad just had to happen outside too. All his instincts told him that it didn't matter what he did. It was all around him. His animal-like nature gave him a feel for danger beyond his usual cowardice. Heightened senses were useful but he was damn well sure they would not be necessary to tell him the temple was not a nice place. It wasn't even worth mentioning. He'd probably be slapped for pointing out the obvious.

He was highly alerted at the time, ready to react to any change in the ground or anything his "nose" told him. Something bitter came to him. It was soft but foreboding, like the smell of burning electricity. Watertight reached behind his back and deployed his weapon into his hand. The way he was moving was slow in a calculating manner, like he knew he was being watched.

He wanted to speak, but nothing formed into words. The only sound he managed to create was a trilling that seemed would have been more appropriately used in his beast mode. Watertight just couldn't think of what to say. Something blue, he was sure, caught his eyes. The gradual crescendo of his hiss appeared to be attempting to match the volume of the "song". But the noise he was making was not made out of bravery. He was afraid, like a cornered animal. The effect the brutes were having on Watertight forbid him from snapping out of it.

[FrostWhisper]

Echoblade was waiting for Rexacon's response when she noticed some of the strange creatures that were surrounding the Decepticons. Echoblade turned towards the creatures immediately and stood in a battle-ready stance. Echoblade was already badly damaged, but she knew that since these things were down here, they were dangerous. The humming that seemed to emanate from the brutes seemed almost soothing to Echoblade, but it also made her feel a little more on edge than she was before. Echoblade suddenly noticed Onewing's fascination as he made a strange remark.

"Onewing! Stay away from those, they are probably extremely dangerous," Echoblade warned the curious seeker. Echoblade then muttered something to herself, an awful truth about the place they were in. "Everything down here is."

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Silentsong almost went back out of the temple to see what the commotion was, but by the time she neared the entrance she could hear that whatever was going on out there was being taken care of, at the cost of losing the medic's help on the mission. Obviously someone had been hurt, but Silentsong couldn't tell who yet. So she waited just inside the temple entrance for her teammates who had gone outside to come back so that they could resume the mission.

[Rexacon]

"Why are you standing for and attack!"

Rexacon walked passed Echoblade as he drew out his swords. These brutes were in his way and nothing was going to stop him. Aiming his buster claws, he began charging up. Doing a slight turn to his head, he looked at Echoblade and that thing.

"Also when we are done, get rid of it."

*BAM!*

Firing upon the brutes, he began to unleash hell upon them. The biggest one took in most of the punishment for its fellow brutes. Its red eyes glared at Rexacon as he accepted the challenge. Charging towards roaring, Rexacon braced himself as they collided. The brute slammed Rexacon against the wall and began beating him to a pulp.

Holding his own, Rexacon visor glowed as a signal of his rage. As the brute began to throw another punch, Rexacon caught it in time. Slowly pushing it back, his buster claws came out and each formed into a drill. The claws soon moved closer to the brute as Rex began drilling into its systems.

"I have no time to waste on you...."

As the drills were inside his systems, Rexacon opened them up and began blasting its inside. The brute roared in pain until its systems began to flicker on and off. Soon after seconds, it was offline as Rexacon kicked the brute to the ground.

What annoyance....

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Shadow continued making his way towards the bottom of the chamber as he stumbled upon a room. The whisper in his audio processors were telling him to go inside. Upon placing his hand, the whole door lit up as it slowly opened. Heading inside, he sees several dead cybertronians around the room. Time completely consumed them as each seem to be from a different time period. Looking dead in the middle, was a sword wrapped around in chains.

"Ahh, such magnificence....so this is what you wanted to give me as a token. Well, I guess you have a deal then."

Walking up to it, Shadow examined the sword. It was compatible to his energy signature of the dark energon. Something told him that, he should turn back and stay away. As Shadow was hesitate, he gets a flashback of his past of the last thing his comrades said..using that as motivation, he grabs the sword.

..........

Nothing was happening, this was a trick! Shadow couldn't believe, wasn't this suppose to be a gift? Shadow now wanted to leave the temple thanks to this stunt. Little did he know, that he was wrong. Shadow realized that he couldn't let go of the sword. Trying to pull it off of him, he seen that he was stuck.

"What is this trickery?!....ugh!"

The sword began to glow as Shadow was caught in its beauty. Staring deep into the sword, his body began to shut down. Optics began to flicker on and off until it went totally black.

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"Ahhhhhh!!!!"

Roll teleported behind Bunker as she tries to examine the situation they were in. The decepticons were surrounded and these things seem twice as strong as those things they faced. However, Rexacon fought the biggest one by ease thanks to his cunning. If not then he clearly would of lost. Roll began to notice that the brutes were standing around. Wondering why they did so, her face came to a realization that...they had smarts too.

"Decepticons, that was just a way to analyze the situation! The brute that came forth was just a test!"

It was to late...

The brutes came at all cylinders and attacked, rushing in using their strength. One was hard enough for their leader. Seven of them will be to much including their strongest commander in Rexacon.

[Laser]

The song of the brutes stopped.

Instantly the lights went out, revealing the full girth of the creatures. The energy strings tightened and bulked up as if muscles pumping in anger, they were a fearsome sight. They spun into the cons, their razor sharp arms cutting into the metal.

3 of them broke off to fight Rexacon. They couldn't kill him...but they could sure as hell come close...

[Rexacon]

"Bring it on!"

Rexacon roared as he took out both his wrist blades and began charging towards them. Thunderous stomps can be heard as the brutes and Rexacon collided into each other. Managing to grab one, Rexacon tackled the brute to the ground as he stabbed it in the face. Trying to help their comrade, the two brutes grabbed Rexacon and thrown him to the wall.

Picking up their wounded comrade, they all began charging towards Rexacon again. Not letting them get near him, he charged up his buster claws and began firing upon the brutes. Having analyzed the situation, the two brutes grabbed the wounded one and used him as a shield.

"Well, thats new...."

The brute that was wounded was dead as it was used a shield. Still charging, Rexacon rolled to the side as the brutes collided to the wall. Doing a barrel roll and getting up into battle position, Rexacon waited for the beast to strike again. From the rubble, an arm stretched out and grabbed Rexacon leg unexpectedly as he threw him off balanced.

The other brute capitalizing on the situation jumped up and landed on Rexacon. The brutes knuckles began to form into spikes as it begins to punch the living hell out of Rexacon. Rexacon armor was to strong, but it was slowly taking its toll. Having had enough, Rexacon was going to use the same strategy that he used for the first one. As he was taking one buster claw out, the other brute stepped on it and began pounding on his buster claw. The intense strength of the brute and the repeated pounding eventually took its toll as it shattered the claw into pieces. Rexacon screamed in pain for a bit as the brutes were doing to much.

Rexacon was being wounded by the pounding until they suddenly stopped. The brute onto of Rexacon got up and picked up the wounded commander. Slamming him into the wall then throwing him around like a rag doll. It seemed the three brutes were a little to much for this cybertronian. One of the brutes picked up Rexacon and has him in a master lock hold as the other begins to give him death.

Razor sharp metal began forming from the brutes fist and knee as it prepares for the final beating. Going up to Rexacon, it began to give him pounding after pounding. Energon began leaking from his faceplate and the holes were beginning to form on his armor. The brute showing no mercy punched him in the face as his visor cracked.

Dropping to the floor, the two brutes slowly walked over to him. Wanting to make this a slow and painful death to the decepticon commander. So this was how it was gonna end? In some stupid temple? Lose to a bunch of freaks? Lose to this cursed of a bot called Vali.....no! NO! NOOO!

Rexacon punched the ground as his visor glowed tremendously red. Using his strength, Rexacon caught the brutes in a surprise attack as he punched one in the face as the brute collided with the other one. *ROARRRR!!!*

Rexacon punched the ground as his form began to change. Metals shifting swiftly as all the brutes can see forming is a tail. Soon the formed began to be recognizable as an unknown beast to them. However, to all of his past enemies....they witness death. Transforming into his T-Rex mode, Rexacon roared across the hall. Blinded by rage, he quickly tailed whipped the brutes to the wall. Not stopping from there, he charged and bit down on the brute. Raising him up high in the air, his teeth sinked in as it was chopped in half.

The brute was showing no fear as it blinded charged towards Rexacon. However, its movement stopped as the buster claw that was not destroyed lifted him up in the air. Trying to punch Rexacon, the brute was failing horribly. Wanting to destroy his enemy, Rexacon slowly began to chew off each body part that the brute had. From leg all the way to his upper body. It struggled, but soon came to a halt as it slowly died. Since its prey was now dead, it finished crunching on the remains.

With his prey gone, Rexacon focused to the other brutes and decepticons. Blinded by rage, anything is an enemy to him. To his eyes, the decepticons and the brutes were his prey....