Post by tearoness on Apr 24, 2010 16:00:57 GMT -5
Here is a link to the first part of the story.
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Battle Plans and Grail Hunt
Chapter 1
Primal smiled as he hugged her back then he stood up and stepped back to his desk taking a seat, “time to make some battle plans.”
She smiles back then she stood up and took a seat at the front of the desk, “what did you have in mind for a plan of attack and defense?” She asked.
Primal started off what he already had in mind, “first I’m having Ratchet upgrading the ship’s auto-guns and the shields, we need to make sure they can handle things better now that we have X & Z up and around,” Primal said as the wheels in his head started too work.
Elita could see the wheels in his head working overtime as Primal worked out the plans, after a several hours of planning and giving her input to his plans, “I fully agree on that Primal that Primus know how long anyone can with stand X & Z,” She said.
Primal and Elita headed out of the office and to the bridge where he called a meeting for everyone.
Junkyard was waltzing by Primal and Elita jabbering about something and it looked like he hadn’t been the CR chamber to clean up and there was a really nasty smell that filled the hallway.
Even Elita’s nose crinkled from the awful smell.
“Junkyard CR chamber now!” Primal said deadpannly as he covered his own nose and gagging.
At this point the smell had really gotten to Elita even with her hand over her nose and mouth the smell was really doing a number on her stomach if Junkyard didn’t leave soon she was going to upchuck.
Slag looked to see who had said hello to him and he couldn’t believe that Elita was still alive after all this time, “it’s nice to see you again Elita,”
Primal knowing that he needed to breathe at some point took matters into his own hands…and somehow produced a shiny piece of junk and waved in front of Junkyard.
Even though she had her hand over her nose and mouth the smell seemed to be seeping into her nose. At this point she couldn’t take the smell any longer and it was really knocking her stomach through a loop. Elita made a mad dash for the lift as she headed outside.
She quickly stepped off the lift walked a few hundred feet from the lift her hand was off her nose and mouth then without warning she upchucked a few times, sitting down on the ground she lowered her head into her knees.
Back inside Primal lead Junkyard who was happily jumping up and down at the piece of junk as soon as Primal reached medbay seeing that the CR Chamber was open he threw the piece of junk into the chamber.
Junkyard yipped happily as he went after the piece of junk and went right into the chamber.
Primal quickly shuts the chamber and starts it the cycle would end in a couple of hours he then headed back to the bridge for the meeting with the rest of the crew.
“Are you okay my lady?” Seria asked from behind Elita, looking far more serene than she had been earlier. However she held her staff at ready, just in case something came up…
Elita lifted her head up turning to look over her shoulder at Seria, “I’m okay just couldn’t take the horrible smell from Junkyard,” Elita said, although her stomach was still very queasy.
“Ah” the raven beauty said. “He can get…rather stinky quickly,” she said as she stared at the sky.
“Indeed he can,” she said to Seria as she looked to the sky taking in a deep breath of air. After being outside for a few minutes Elita felt better than she was a few minutes earlier, her stomach grumbled slightly then settled down. Standing up looking over to Seria, “I’m heading inside, sorry that I wasn’t so talkative you are more than welcome to come inside,” She said
with a slight smile as she walked towards the lift of the ship.
“I…will be right here besides; someone…needs to keep watch for our upcoming visitors,” Seria said before adding rather hurled, “because I’m quite that Primal called all his way ward troops together.”
Elita nodded to Seria, as she stepped on the life and headed in. The lift came to a stop at the top stepping out walking towards her quarters the look on her face said it all she felt exhausted and her stomach was doing the flips but there was a meeting with Primal on the bridge.
Primal hadn’t come to the bridge yet he had forgotten his notes and had to side track back to his office to get the notes.
“Are you okay Elita?” Silverbolt asked, being one of the few troops that were early for the meeting.
Elita stopped for a moment looking at Silverbolt, “I’m okay the horrible stench of Junkyard got the best of me,” she said leaning up against the wall she had to stay for the meeting everyone was needed on the bridge for the meeting.
Everyone else finally showed up for the meeting, Primal stepped in and pulled up a map of where the Grail was hidden. “Alright ladies and gents listen up,” He started and then went on explaining some of the battle plan.
She listened to Optimus talking though she wanted to leave and head to her quarters for a nice hot oil bath and rest some but she knew that she had to stay, she closed her eyes and listened.
“Me Grimlock ready to kick some Predacon and alien afts, me Grimlock need to fight,” he whispered to Slag.
“Me Slag need to kick aft too been far too long since the last time I’ve fought a good battle,” he whispered back to Grimlock.
Chuckling to herself as she listened to Slag and Grimlock, remembering how much the Dinobot’s loved to kick the afts of the enemies. Opening her eyes again she sighed heavily about the upcoming battle that she helped Primal plan out. She wished there wasn’t any more fighting nor do battles with evil just have lasting peace she had longed for that for long it’s been for many manila.
While she had been leaning up against the wall, suddenly she felt dizzy the room was spinning there was a chair only a step away she sat down closing her eyes, oh boy the horrible smell from Junkyard has done a good number on me or what? Hope Rhinox and Nekura can find a way to rid that horrible stench. Elita thought to herself as she continued to listen to the battle plan.
“Elita you alright” Cheetor asked, finishing up his moping while listening to Primal somewhat finishing up talking.
Primal noticed that Elita wasn’t feeling good or something was wrong he would finish up the meeting in moment seeing the condition she was in. She did have a rather rough day. “I was wondering the same thing…” Primal said as she looked at Elita, “should you be in bed? You had rather a rough day.”
Elita quickly opened her eyes, “I’m okay Junkyard’s stench got the best of me, yeah I could use some rest just waiting until you were done with the meeting Optimus,” Elita said slowly standing up after the dizziness passed.
“Well truthfully, I’m more worried about you at the moment, so please rest,” Primal said while looking at her and she didn’t look either.
“Okay Optimus, I’ll head to my quarters,” Elita said, as she slowly walked of the bridge feeling slightly light headed.
“Cheetor go with her, I’m needed here on the bridge still,” Primal said, trying to the worry levels normal it looked like she was more exhausted than anything noting to really worry about, turning his attention back to the meeting.
She nods, “see you in a little while if I’m not sleeping,” Elita slightly smiling as she slightly leans on Cheetor as they slowly walked off the bridge.
“Alright ladies and gents…” Primal said as he was going to finish up the meeting.
Cheetor offered his arm and gave Primal a reassuring look as they left the bridge.
Elita took Cheetor’s arm and they slowly walked towards her quarters.
“Are you sure you’re okay? Maybe I should pull Nekura away from the disk to give you a check up,” Cheetor knew he was rambling, but at the moment he couldn’t stop.
“Yes I’m okay Cheetor, just need some rest don’t want to Nekura to be pulled away from her work with finding what’s on the golden disk,” Elita said as she opened the door to her quarters.
“Alright, but if something should change, I think Primal would want you to pull Nekura away from her work.”
“I will do that Cheetor, thank-you for helping me back,” She said closing the door then she sat on the edge of the bed for a moment before lying down on the bed looking out the window.
Primal took a deep breath letting it out then he spoke, “alright Rhinox, Cheetor, Rattrap, Blackarachnia, Slag, Stingray, Seria and Ratchet will be going on the grail hunt, as for my choice about Ratchet we may need him and Rhinox to help divagate any traps,” Primal said, to the first group. “As for the one’s I’m leaving behind I have my reasons, one, we need people to stay here and keep an eye on things, we may have a truce, but knowing Megatron he’ll try something and I don’t want to lose the base. We will be leaving within the next few hours; I want everyone to take a good look at the map of the temple and the surroundings then get some rest and be ready for this trip,” Primal said as he finished up the meeting and he headed for Elita’s quarters to let her know that he was going to leave her behind.
He didn’t want to leave her behind; she is a fierce fighter and is experienced in combat, not to say the others are with experience with the exceptions of Stingray and Ratchet both are just as experienced as Elita and they are fierce fighters as well.
Stingray was surprised that she was going with the group, looking down at Sneaks, “well Sneaks it looks like you and I are going to kick some aft,” she said to the mongoose. Sneaks squeaked and jumped he was more than happy to go with Stingray. Both of them looked the map over carefully before they left the bridge, to rest and load their weapons and take extra ammo.
Blackarachnia was shocked looking at Silverbolt she felt nerves inside this was her moment to fight on the good side instead of the bad side, “Have to prove myself to the Maximal’s,” she whispered.
Primal knocked on Elita’s door to her quarters he hoped that the rest would help his mate things lately have been so crazy it wasn’t funny, hearing her say enter the door slides opens he steps in.
Elita was sitting next to the window looking out, “how the meeting go? With your choices?” she asked.
“I could see a few shocked faces other than that the choices were good, there was one person I left out and that was you. I do have my reasons for your not going. I know you are a fierce fighter but I would like for you to stay behind I’m going to leave you in charge here I want an experienced soldier here just in case Megatron does try something you have better judgment than most,” Primal said softly.
Elita was kind of shocked and yet she knew he had his reasons just as he said for leaving her behind, she rather be out with him fighting beside him more than anything. But staying behind after the last attack would do her some good to catch up on some rest if the Megatron didn’t try to attack the base while the others were gone.
She stood up and walked over to him, “don’t like it when I have to stay behind, I know your reasons and it was a good choice. Do me one favor come back in one piece,” Elita said quietly to Primal.
“And I’m sure you will my dear,” Silverbolt said.
“I will Elita,” Primal said as he kissed her, “I’m not planning on dying anytime soon.”
“I sure hope so Silverbolt for my sake that will be a couple of them that will want to shred me to pieces,” she said with a nerves voice.
Stingray walked over to Blackarachnia, “don’t you worry Blackarachnia you are one slagging fighter don’t you forget that. Take a few lesson from me sister you be out there kicking Preds afts better than me,” Stingray said to Blackarachnia, then she looked over to Silverbolt, “I will look after her and make sure she will come back to ya,” Stingray whispered to Silverbolt.
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Battle Plans and Grail Hunt
Chapter 1
Primal smiled as he hugged her back then he stood up and stepped back to his desk taking a seat, “time to make some battle plans.”
She smiles back then she stood up and took a seat at the front of the desk, “what did you have in mind for a plan of attack and defense?” She asked.
Primal started off what he already had in mind, “first I’m having Ratchet upgrading the ship’s auto-guns and the shields, we need to make sure they can handle things better now that we have X & Z up and around,” Primal said as the wheels in his head started too work.
Elita could see the wheels in his head working overtime as Primal worked out the plans, after a several hours of planning and giving her input to his plans, “I fully agree on that Primal that Primus know how long anyone can with stand X & Z,” She said.
Primal and Elita headed out of the office and to the bridge where he called a meeting for everyone.
Junkyard was waltzing by Primal and Elita jabbering about something and it looked like he hadn’t been the CR chamber to clean up and there was a really nasty smell that filled the hallway.
Even Elita’s nose crinkled from the awful smell.
“Junkyard CR chamber now!” Primal said deadpannly as he covered his own nose and gagging.
At this point the smell had really gotten to Elita even with her hand over her nose and mouth the smell was really doing a number on her stomach if Junkyard didn’t leave soon she was going to upchuck.
Slag looked to see who had said hello to him and he couldn’t believe that Elita was still alive after all this time, “it’s nice to see you again Elita,”
Primal knowing that he needed to breathe at some point took matters into his own hands…and somehow produced a shiny piece of junk and waved in front of Junkyard.
Even though she had her hand over her nose and mouth the smell seemed to be seeping into her nose. At this point she couldn’t take the smell any longer and it was really knocking her stomach through a loop. Elita made a mad dash for the lift as she headed outside.
She quickly stepped off the lift walked a few hundred feet from the lift her hand was off her nose and mouth then without warning she upchucked a few times, sitting down on the ground she lowered her head into her knees.
Back inside Primal lead Junkyard who was happily jumping up and down at the piece of junk as soon as Primal reached medbay seeing that the CR Chamber was open he threw the piece of junk into the chamber.
Junkyard yipped happily as he went after the piece of junk and went right into the chamber.
Primal quickly shuts the chamber and starts it the cycle would end in a couple of hours he then headed back to the bridge for the meeting with the rest of the crew.
“Are you okay my lady?” Seria asked from behind Elita, looking far more serene than she had been earlier. However she held her staff at ready, just in case something came up…
Elita lifted her head up turning to look over her shoulder at Seria, “I’m okay just couldn’t take the horrible smell from Junkyard,” Elita said, although her stomach was still very queasy.
“Ah” the raven beauty said. “He can get…rather stinky quickly,” she said as she stared at the sky.
“Indeed he can,” she said to Seria as she looked to the sky taking in a deep breath of air. After being outside for a few minutes Elita felt better than she was a few minutes earlier, her stomach grumbled slightly then settled down. Standing up looking over to Seria, “I’m heading inside, sorry that I wasn’t so talkative you are more than welcome to come inside,” She said
with a slight smile as she walked towards the lift of the ship.
“I…will be right here besides; someone…needs to keep watch for our upcoming visitors,” Seria said before adding rather hurled, “because I’m quite that Primal called all his way ward troops together.”
Elita nodded to Seria, as she stepped on the life and headed in. The lift came to a stop at the top stepping out walking towards her quarters the look on her face said it all she felt exhausted and her stomach was doing the flips but there was a meeting with Primal on the bridge.
Primal hadn’t come to the bridge yet he had forgotten his notes and had to side track back to his office to get the notes.
“Are you okay Elita?” Silverbolt asked, being one of the few troops that were early for the meeting.
Elita stopped for a moment looking at Silverbolt, “I’m okay the horrible stench of Junkyard got the best of me,” she said leaning up against the wall she had to stay for the meeting everyone was needed on the bridge for the meeting.
Everyone else finally showed up for the meeting, Primal stepped in and pulled up a map of where the Grail was hidden. “Alright ladies and gents listen up,” He started and then went on explaining some of the battle plan.
She listened to Optimus talking though she wanted to leave and head to her quarters for a nice hot oil bath and rest some but she knew that she had to stay, she closed her eyes and listened.
“Me Grimlock ready to kick some Predacon and alien afts, me Grimlock need to fight,” he whispered to Slag.
“Me Slag need to kick aft too been far too long since the last time I’ve fought a good battle,” he whispered back to Grimlock.
Chuckling to herself as she listened to Slag and Grimlock, remembering how much the Dinobot’s loved to kick the afts of the enemies. Opening her eyes again she sighed heavily about the upcoming battle that she helped Primal plan out. She wished there wasn’t any more fighting nor do battles with evil just have lasting peace she had longed for that for long it’s been for many manila.
While she had been leaning up against the wall, suddenly she felt dizzy the room was spinning there was a chair only a step away she sat down closing her eyes, oh boy the horrible smell from Junkyard has done a good number on me or what? Hope Rhinox and Nekura can find a way to rid that horrible stench. Elita thought to herself as she continued to listen to the battle plan.
“Elita you alright” Cheetor asked, finishing up his moping while listening to Primal somewhat finishing up talking.
Primal noticed that Elita wasn’t feeling good or something was wrong he would finish up the meeting in moment seeing the condition she was in. She did have a rather rough day. “I was wondering the same thing…” Primal said as she looked at Elita, “should you be in bed? You had rather a rough day.”
Elita quickly opened her eyes, “I’m okay Junkyard’s stench got the best of me, yeah I could use some rest just waiting until you were done with the meeting Optimus,” Elita said slowly standing up after the dizziness passed.
“Well truthfully, I’m more worried about you at the moment, so please rest,” Primal said while looking at her and she didn’t look either.
“Okay Optimus, I’ll head to my quarters,” Elita said, as she slowly walked of the bridge feeling slightly light headed.
“Cheetor go with her, I’m needed here on the bridge still,” Primal said, trying to the worry levels normal it looked like she was more exhausted than anything noting to really worry about, turning his attention back to the meeting.
She nods, “see you in a little while if I’m not sleeping,” Elita slightly smiling as she slightly leans on Cheetor as they slowly walked off the bridge.
“Alright ladies and gents…” Primal said as he was going to finish up the meeting.
Cheetor offered his arm and gave Primal a reassuring look as they left the bridge.
Elita took Cheetor’s arm and they slowly walked towards her quarters.
“Are you sure you’re okay? Maybe I should pull Nekura away from the disk to give you a check up,” Cheetor knew he was rambling, but at the moment he couldn’t stop.
“Yes I’m okay Cheetor, just need some rest don’t want to Nekura to be pulled away from her work with finding what’s on the golden disk,” Elita said as she opened the door to her quarters.
“Alright, but if something should change, I think Primal would want you to pull Nekura away from her work.”
“I will do that Cheetor, thank-you for helping me back,” She said closing the door then she sat on the edge of the bed for a moment before lying down on the bed looking out the window.
Primal took a deep breath letting it out then he spoke, “alright Rhinox, Cheetor, Rattrap, Blackarachnia, Slag, Stingray, Seria and Ratchet will be going on the grail hunt, as for my choice about Ratchet we may need him and Rhinox to help divagate any traps,” Primal said, to the first group. “As for the one’s I’m leaving behind I have my reasons, one, we need people to stay here and keep an eye on things, we may have a truce, but knowing Megatron he’ll try something and I don’t want to lose the base. We will be leaving within the next few hours; I want everyone to take a good look at the map of the temple and the surroundings then get some rest and be ready for this trip,” Primal said as he finished up the meeting and he headed for Elita’s quarters to let her know that he was going to leave her behind.
He didn’t want to leave her behind; she is a fierce fighter and is experienced in combat, not to say the others are with experience with the exceptions of Stingray and Ratchet both are just as experienced as Elita and they are fierce fighters as well.
Stingray was surprised that she was going with the group, looking down at Sneaks, “well Sneaks it looks like you and I are going to kick some aft,” she said to the mongoose. Sneaks squeaked and jumped he was more than happy to go with Stingray. Both of them looked the map over carefully before they left the bridge, to rest and load their weapons and take extra ammo.
Blackarachnia was shocked looking at Silverbolt she felt nerves inside this was her moment to fight on the good side instead of the bad side, “Have to prove myself to the Maximal’s,” she whispered.
Primal knocked on Elita’s door to her quarters he hoped that the rest would help his mate things lately have been so crazy it wasn’t funny, hearing her say enter the door slides opens he steps in.
Elita was sitting next to the window looking out, “how the meeting go? With your choices?” she asked.
“I could see a few shocked faces other than that the choices were good, there was one person I left out and that was you. I do have my reasons for your not going. I know you are a fierce fighter but I would like for you to stay behind I’m going to leave you in charge here I want an experienced soldier here just in case Megatron does try something you have better judgment than most,” Primal said softly.
Elita was kind of shocked and yet she knew he had his reasons just as he said for leaving her behind, she rather be out with him fighting beside him more than anything. But staying behind after the last attack would do her some good to catch up on some rest if the Megatron didn’t try to attack the base while the others were gone.
She stood up and walked over to him, “don’t like it when I have to stay behind, I know your reasons and it was a good choice. Do me one favor come back in one piece,” Elita said quietly to Primal.
“And I’m sure you will my dear,” Silverbolt said.
“I will Elita,” Primal said as he kissed her, “I’m not planning on dying anytime soon.”
“I sure hope so Silverbolt for my sake that will be a couple of them that will want to shred me to pieces,” she said with a nerves voice.
Stingray walked over to Blackarachnia, “don’t you worry Blackarachnia you are one slagging fighter don’t you forget that. Take a few lesson from me sister you be out there kicking Preds afts better than me,” Stingray said to Blackarachnia, then she looked over to Silverbolt, “I will look after her and make sure she will come back to ya,” Stingray whispered to Silverbolt.