Let's get readah to rumble!!!

[striker]

Well, there ya go.

Setting down Chokehold, Striker trundled after the cat-femme. She was... pretty fast for a large gal (a little slower for "average" but considering her size?), the ground shaking beneath her as she kicked up her speed to catch up to the "witch"... but against a cat-form? She's quickly loose.

"HALT! Security!!" She called... but doubted it would actually work. It never did.

That was where her "persuader" came in. It was a cute nickname for his L337Model BFG Heavy Phase-plasma Rifle , which was a really REALLY big gun that looked like a cross between an assualt shotgun and some sort of high calibur anti-personal weapon.

Which a solid KA-CHUNK she slipped the bolt back, tearing the top flange of the power-pack loaded into it off, priming it and readying it.

Shouldering the L337 she sighted off to the left a little and fired.


The resulting hole, at least, avoided any sort of structural pillars... but that bathroom stall it revealed was useless now (no privacy after all)... plus there was all the debris and dust raining down now.

[hare]

Narcosis nodded. The others followed suit and holster their weapons and shut down their systems. Suicidewatch walked over to Scaletalon and try to wake him up. Something is going down and it's happening during their time off. This is what they need right now. First Aid simply sighs and finishes off the rest of her drink. "So much for a time off."

Blades commented while cracking her knuckles "I don't know. I kind of gotten bored sitting around tell you the truth." She than smiles "Who knows we probably might get something to hit on."

"If we can be all that lucky." Narcosis said as she rolls her optics. Suicidewatch finally woke Scaletalon up. "Huh? Wha? Did I miss something?" Suicidewatch giggles and hugs the sleepy Raptor/Raven fuzor. "No, silly! You didn't miss anything. In fact, we're about to go to work right now!" Scaletalon's optics dim in confusion. Linkin agreed with Suicidewatch "Don't worry, Scales. You didn't miss a thing at all." Scaletalon dims his optics again as he looks at the femme Linkin. He tooks at his teammates and friends and asks, "Why is he a chick?" Embarrassed and don't want Roadwild to go back to her depressed state, he quickly changed the subject "Errr....com'on, guys! Let's go check out that explosion!" The gang finished their snacks and proceed to follow Roadwild. Linkin was glad to get his girlfriend out of his funk.

[smokedtoast]

The Catformer yelped in return, hopping away from the resulting explosion even as she transformed back to bot mode. Energy built up in her hand for a moment before slapping it into the ground as a series of spikes erupted out of the ground between them, cuttting off Striker's path. One of the benefits of being a nannite manipulator in a city saturated with nannites. "I'd check on your boss if I were you." She responded in a purr before darting down a side corridor. The gurgle from the locker room that followed was omnious...
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Despite noticing Striker go down one corridor, Roadwild started for the next one over. "Come on guyss, dont wanna be a flash mob." She responded back playfully even as she darted down the corridor. Tactically it made sense, striker was a big enough girl she had that route taken care of without them. Streetwise followed suit, already digging a chain out of his 'backpack'. As far as they got ahead of the others, the shouts of pain and flashes of green light from the hallway came off as the others came up as an ominous sound.

[striker]

Strike shouldered her gun again and fired. It tore through the spikes, sending debris everywhere, and still had enough momentum to plow after the cat-former.

The dino-former did Not play around when it came to choice of ordinance.

With a sigh she turned and headed back to find Deva where she left the femme, grumbling something about getting a pay raise already and hazard pay.

[hare]

"The corridors are too small, Deedee! That means we can't fly and get the drop on the meanie who tried to hurt Ms. Deva." Suicidewatch told her twin as she follows Roadwild. "It also means we can't get a view of who it was. Really sucks to be a bird sometimes." Deathwish added.

"Please don't tell me Payload sent another hit squad on her. Haven't they learned from last time?" Archer told everybody in particular. Narcosis shook her head a little. "They're Payload Inc. They don't learn anything. Which is why we're going to give them a refresher....Guys, look!" The teens saw the flash and screams of pain.

"What the is that sound?!" Blades asks as she pulls out her pistol. "I'm so fucking on this!" First Aid breaks out of formation and skates towards the commotion. "What he pit, First Aid?! Wait! Oh, son of...."This never fails with First Aid. In her previous life, she was always a little headstrong. "This is the type of slag that got her killed the first time!"

Suicidewatch looks at Tripwire. "Trippy, can you transform into cannon mode for me and go to Linkin? He doesn't have anything to protect him with." Tripwire responds with a military right hand salute and nods. "Yes, my captain!" Tripwire leaps up into the air and converts into his cannon mode. Linkin grabs him as he falls into his hands. "I appreciate the thought but I could handle myself, Susie." Suicidewatch smiles. "I'm sure you can protect yourself, sir, but we want to make you extra, extra safe. Like Daddy says, there's safe, then there's even safer. And even safer is always the best!" Linkin chuckles nervously at that statement. "I suppose that's kinda true..."

[smokedtoast]

The resulting explosion surprised and shocked the Catformer, as an eruption of energy flowed through the corridor ahead. Several spikes erratically formed across the landscape, even as it produced the flashes of energy seen by the others down the corridor. Streetwise realized what was going on before his compatriot and grabbed her shoulder, throwing Roadwild back and out of the way, even as the energy reached them...
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As Striker entered the room, it was clear something was wrong... Deva laid on the floor, convulsing... pulsating... mutating. Whatever the catformer had done to her, it had sent her boss's body into almost what appeared to be an enhancer-like seizure effect. Not much of her body seemed to match with the other, parts had turned Transmetal...techno-organic... even a bit looking like the Mutants she had heard about in the news.
Luckily for the moment she seemed to be alive... but that only seemed to be due to the nature of Necropolis, nannites visibly being seen drawn to the femme in clusters from the air. Which wasn't a good sign, since that often meant extreme injuries.
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"Nonono...." Came a sob of fear as the group entered the hallway. What appeared to be Roadwild was clutching onto a piece of metal sticking through... what appeared to be a statue's back. At least it appeared to be Roadwild megacycles ago, before she had ever learned of the enhancers. On closer inspection, the statue... was Streetwise, converted into what almost seemed to be a transmetal state. He didn't seem able to move, other then the sharp raspy breathing heard coming from his lips. The rest of the hallway seemed riddled with other spikey adornments ahead of them. "Don't die Streetwise... not for me..." Roadwild sputtered out, trying again to pull him free of the makeshift 'weapon' that pierced his body.

[striker]

Striker growled, "I don't get paid enough for this slag." she hefted up Deva again and went for the nearest wall-mounted access panel, "This is Striker, head of Security for Deva Corp. I need a med team now. I am headed for the front of the building and they had better be waiting for me when I get there."

With that, she moved off, Deva over her shoulder, "If you die on me, I'll hunt you down in the Allspark and kill you..."

[hare]

They all saw the energy ripped through Streetwise and were shocked. Suicidewatch and Blades screams and First Aid watched in horror. "Oh no, oh no, oh no. Stupid Etherline, Stupid First Aid. Stupid, stupid 8-bit bot. Stupid!" First Aid chastised herself and literally beat herself over. That could have been her just than now. Blades quickly recomposed herself and made a beeline straight for her teammate.

"Guys, give us some room! Give us some room. First Aid...." First Aid was still shocked at seeing what happen to Streetwise.

"First Aid, I need some help here...." If Blades had tear ducts, she probably be on the verge of tears by now. She's trying to stay strong for Streetwise's sake. The small femme stare for a moment before regain composure of herself. She slowly nods and skate towards him. She hears faint breathing. Or the robot version of breathing anyways.

"He's alive. Barely, but he's alive. It looks like an enhancer attack. High end and it looks like it's for Transmetal upgrade but this doesn't make anybody into the statue."

"Please don't tell me it's the Megatron virus! Please don't let it be the Megatron virus!" Tripwire whined. Linkin shook her head. "Unlikely. If it was, he would have been locked in his beast mode and his transmetal enhancements would have downgraded. Besides our bodies is immune to it. You know that."

"Could it be Transmetal 3?" Suicidewatch innocently asked while still being concerned about her friend. First Aid shook her head. "I doubt it's Transmetal 3. It's not even close." Linkin looked around and noticed all the spikes. "What could have done this?!" He asked he looks around.

"I just want to know who harmed Deva." Scaletalon questioned. His voice starting to get serious and darker.


The teens than received a message from Striker, requesting a med team as soon as possible. This sounds serious. Blades looks at her friends. She really doesn't want to leave Streetwise like this. Not when he's inflicted like this. "Blades," First Aid told her teammate while she's preparing to treat Streetwise "you go. I got Streets. It looks like like an enhancer infection. If Deva is banged up really bad, you can patch her up easily. Just get back as soon as possible." Blades look at First Aid and than the Stunticons.

Archer looks sternly at the Dove femme. "We'll look after him, Blades. Go to them now." The deployer calmly assures Blades. The Protectobot medic nods in agreement. "I'll be back as soon as possible, guys. Keep him safe." Blades told the team as she goes off to Striker's location. She than sets up a IM with Striker. "This is Blades of the Neo Protectobots. I'm coming to your location right now....."

A pair of mirrored visors fall over First Aid's optics. She starts to scan Streetwise. "Okay. Now that's cleared, I want you guys to do Auntie First Aid a favor. "

"What's that, dude?" Scaletalon asked.

"Find the motherslagger and put him or her into the slagheap. Put him, her, or it in pieces!" First Aid told them as she scans him.

"No way! We can't leave you and Streets alone unprotected! Wonder if the person who pulled this is still here?" Narcosis questioned. Linkin (Who's also holding Tripwire) walks to First Aid. The cannon hums as he charges himself.

"Don't worry, Narc. Me and Tripwire will stay with them while you go and find whoever do this. Besides, I got Tripwire with me." He smiles reassuringly.

"Don't worry, guys! We won't let nothing bad happen to First Aid and Streets!" Tripwire chimed in.

[smokedtoast]

If either of the two were to scan Streetwise, they would find a mixture of two reactions happening... a transmetal upgrade and a vehicon downgrade in effect. The two's inability to work with each other seems to be whats freezing streetwise up... and threatening his life at the moment.
Roadwild nods in response silently, getting up and following the others. "Come on... there has to be an emergency exit down another hall." She states, feeling guilty once again. She was reckless and it almost cost one of her best sparring friends their life.
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Deva manages to sputter out despite the mutations. "Heh... you really think the allspark would take a cancer like me?" It seems whatevers happened to her... it hasnt damaged her wit. Yet. As she winced back into semi-unconsciousness, a section of striker's armor blinked as her comm-link lit up.
-Hydra protocol activated. Striker Acting Head of Deva-Corp. Access codes transmitting now-

[striker]

Striker rolled her eyes, "You hush up" she said quietly, "... wait... what're you doin' Deva!? I didn't... sign up for that!"

[hare]

Narcosis looks at the Science Teacher and their teammate for a moment there. "Can do, Aunty FA." She simply said with a nod. "Com'on, guys. Let's go find the slag for brains who did this...." When the Neo Stunticons was about to move out, they received an IM on their Devacorp channel.

<<Hydra protocol activated. Striker Acting Head of Deva-Corp>>

When those words popped up, they know what it means and what entails.

"Hydra Protocol. Oh no. Ms. Deva....."Suicidewatch said in a small voice. "Ms. Deva......" Not skipping a beat, Narcosis turns to Blades who was standing there wondering what happened. "Blades, I want you to go to Striker and Deva. Deva might need a hand right now." Narcosis spoke Blades quick.

"I can't leave you guys all yourself. What if you guys get injured?" Blades asked Narcosis. The Speed demon just raised her hand as if she was telling her to stop.

"We just got some bad news. Deva is hurt really bad right now. Don't ask us how we know but she's hurt really bad right now and she really needs a medic." Narcosis explained. "As for us getting slagged up....."

Scaletalon finishes the rest of Narc's sentence "We just won't get slagged up than." Knowing her friends are capable of fending themselves, she nods. "Okay than." Blades agreed "If you guys need a hand, just give me a ring." Narcosis nods in agreement. She than sends Striker a IM, telling her that Blades is on her way and give her the coordinates. "Okay, Blades. You should be getting a lock on Striker's location in a few." She explains to Blades. "You guys keep us posted. We're going to do a favor for Aunty FA."

First Aid smirks a little before switching back to her serious mask and proceeds to scan whatever that hit her teammates. Linkin with Tripwire in tow stands in front of First Aid, taking on a defensive position. "You got it, girl. Now find the fucker and send him to the allspark." With that said, Blades separate from the group, approaching Striker and Deva. Not before saying be safe to her friends. The Neo Stunticons nods and starts to go find Deva's attack. Suicidewatch quickly ran back towards Linkin and Tripewire and gave them a huge hug. "Please, please, please be safe, guys. I don't want nothing to happen to you. " She than looks at First Aid with a pleading look in her optics. "Do your best." Without saying anything, First Aid raised her hand in acknowledgement. Suicidewatch whispered a goodbye and went on to catch up with the others.

[smokedtoast]

"Didn't check the fine print..." Deva managed to sputter before falling into unconsciousness. As she does, a number of HUDs come up through Striker's armor as the protocols install themselves. All too sudden she becomes aware of the several other attacks on council members. Ths wasn't an isolated incident, not by a long shot.
A lone, painful howl echoed down the hallway before Striker heard the sound of footsteps heading her way.
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Roadwild takes off down the hallway, transforming into beast mode and sniffing out the attacker's scent. She howls for a moment before heading down a side hallway wrecklessly. It was times like this that made the others worry she should be the one named Deathwish...

[striker]

"Fi-- Fine Print!!" The large femme sputtered at the now unconscious one. Her further sputtering a and ravings were silenced by the rather intrusive-feeling downloads that put Her in charge of DevaCorps, the faintly glowing HUD windows flickering to life across her optics and her slowly building rage at the information filing in. Growling to herself she opened a comm on the 'security' frequency, "I need a rollcall, security! Who's here because I've got a Situation and a Temper!" She snarled, picking up her large weapon to point at the footsteps coming down the hall from the same way that howl did

(Phone posting is a pain~)