"First Season Finale: Part I"

[Alak]

((OOC: Sorry, I've been busy. I'll try and make a long post now and then post again either tomorrow night or on Saturday.))

IC:


Well, this is useless now...

Orcariner knew the right shield would not last long. It was rather surprising that his opponent was able to nearly cleave it in half with a single blow considering what the shield was designed for. The orca noted the potential destructive power in his processor. The behemoth before him was highly reminiscent to the Vok clone that he and Steelclaw had teamed up against not long ago. It was an encounter that was held sour in the back of his mind due to the fact that it put the Maximal in a coma for quite some time. Then again, this particular fight was different. Unlike his battle against the Vok, Orcariner was at full strength without having his armor's integrity being compromised by three close quarters fights with similarly sized foes. This time, he did not have one partner, but a group of Maximals who were able to aid him if need be. Needless to say, the titan's confidence drove him to meet Glowstick head on.

I must commend you, considering how reserved you are with this sort of destructive power! But you really don't have the nature to use it... DO YOU?

Continuing to press the weakening shield against the superior Raver blade, Orcariner simply looked back into the machine's eyes. He did not know where exactly Glowstick was piloting the monster, but the Maximal decided to regard this foe as a separate entity. It was one he would gladly stare into its face and assume it was staring back. Without a doubt, the Predacons would have been keeping tabs on the Maximal team members and their ship probably analyzed their optimal capabilities. If the squid was able to extract this data, or the information from the original stasis pod, Orcariner would have to assume his opponent was his equal. He smiled.

"You're right," he replied, "and I thank you for this opportunity."

The top of the blast shield peeled off and dripped to the ground.

"You see, Glowstick. During my entire service in the Beast Wars, I've had to constantly keep myself in check. I had to pull everything back out of the constant fear of doing something I would later regret. What we have here is what I'd like to call my personal window of opportunity. Today, I get to set aside all restraint and pummel a Predacon with everything I have and not worry about the consequences. Thanks." ((OOC: Kudos to anyone who knows where this speech was inspired from.))

With that, Orcariner tossed aside not only the melted shield but his left one, as well. The simultaneous push off the ground with his legs crashed his body into the behemoth. Wrapping both arms around his opponent, Orcariner swiftly shifted himself behind its back and lifted the beast off the ground. With little effort, the orca suplexed Glowstick's warrior over his shoulder and slammed the Predacon machine into the earth. The feeling was disturbingly glorious. Scrambling on top of his opponent, Orcariner tried to recall everything about his ground training back in the Academy. What the giant lacked in marksmanship, he excelled in unarmed combat.

Opponent can only defend his face or his torso, but never both at the same time...

Straight punches bring more power without sacrificing momentum...

His sword is useless if I continue to body him up...

Manipulating shoulder articulation leads to quicker submissions than elbow articulation...

Instead of resisting his movements, follow them so you always stay on top...

Your physique is your advantage; his weapons won't hurt you...

This isn't practice; there are no rules. Don't hold anything back...


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Terrorsaur opened his optics as soon as he felt the ground rumble. Either something blew up or a meteor hit the planet. Regardless, the flyer jumped to his feet and immediately launched himself back into the sky. While not necessarily a bad infantry combatant, Terrorsaur preferred to stick to his role as an airborne soldier.

"What happened?" he muttered.

Chaos was everywhere. Rhinox appeared to be engaging the Leviathan, Sonar, and Cecaelia... and seemed to be doing a good job handling all three at the same time. Speaking of the Leviathan, Terrorsaur gawked at its new appearance. The ship seemed to look a lot different as if it had been dismembered. Well, something was missing from it and the pterodactyl simply assumed that Rhinox had something to do with it. Manterror was seen on the edge of the skirmish but Feralnight had been quick to engage him in combat. Terrorsaur looked around for the massive freak that called itself Orcariner. After all, that was the Maximal that he was trying to kill prior to the surprise attack by the fuzor.

"I must still be in stasis..."

Orcariner was flat on the ground wrestling with... himself? Terrorsaur took another look after blinking several times. There were two of them, but one had purple on its body. Shaking his head, the flyer chose to leave them be.

"Really? More clones? I thought this was the Beast Wars, not the Clone Wars."

Lazily looking around for something to do, Terrorsaur noticed movement from the mountains. It was white. It had stripes. It was a cat. It was a big cat. The Predacon's optics widened at the sight. Turning on his radio, he reported his finding.

"Heads up! They've got reinforcements coming!"

He squinted in Tigatron's general direction and saw that there were two more individuals not far behind. Turning on his afterburners, Terrorsaur jetted in their direction. The battle was hard enough, but with three more enemies entering the fray, it would be downright impossible to leave without severe casualties. Hopefully, the pterodactyl would be able to intercept these Maximals before they reached the Axalon.

[starshadow]

Cecaelia almost fell when two of Airazor's shots made contact on her back, "Owwie oww!" she turned her head to the falcon lady and growled, "You meanie maximal duck! I'll roast yo-"

Great...Hornhead's guns are on her when she heard a whirring sound. As expected, bullets were shot inside through her beast mode parts since octopuses have soft bodies and her metal armor earned bullet marks. The tentacled femme tried to shield herself with her tentacles but the pain does not stop coming. "Soreha...itai! (it hurts)" While her tears rolled down her cheeks because of the bullet shots, it was clear she can't last any longer if Hornhead keeps his triggers pulled and it wasn't the best time to cry without a cover on sight. Her optics dimmed with fustration for not fighting back and crying like a little girl. It was the time..to show the Maximals their place in war...

"Anata wa shitteimasu ka... SOREHAITAI DONOKURAI?!(do you know..how much it hurts)" Cecaelia let out a shriek with optics of fury and fired used four tentacles to fire lasers at Rhinox and the the other four at Airazor.

((OOC: OMG ALAK! You has reminded me of Star Wars: The Clone Wars!!! ))

[NaitoKage]

(Correct answer is.. Justice league unlimited, final episode. And using a german suplex?*LOL* Pretty sure that wasn't in the academy )

As the Behemoth came down into the suplex, it stopped suddenly, it's massive cannons keeping the head of the Behemoth from smacking into the ground. His head tilted as he heard Cecaelia crying in the background, while Terrorsaur spoke of reinforcements. His Mono optic flared while his Raver blade powered down for a moment. Save your thanks.. Geez.. I really DO have to do everything myself.. He muttered, his leg and back thrusters kicking on suddenly throwing him out of Orcariner's suplex and grasp, flying almost upside down as he swung his body, his legs then made contact with the ground, his hands catching himself while sliding gaining some distance.

Rhinox stopped firing and held up his gun as the second barrage of shots from Cecaelia came in, he started to move towards her when suddenly a large mechanical claw came flying out towards him punching him into Orcariner's back UG! He slid as he hit the ground, dazed from the blow.

A second voice was then heard from the Leviathan it's self as it's music changed once again Autogun online! Watch out! the Leviathan's mounted machine gun started firing on Airazor in a short burst to distract her, the claw that punched Rhinox pulling it's self back, grabbing Cecaelia and setting her on top of the Leviathan, it's barrier seemed to have gone down. (Song Manowar King of kings http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4OeAyq04J70 Strangely a request by my girlfriend? *LOL*)

The Behemoth laughed in a dark twisted manner, sounding like Glowstick and another creature laughing at the same time Don't think it'll be too easy.. This prototype based off you is ALOT easier to control then my real body.. Too bad it required two to operate.. but it isn't like she has much choice other then being a seat warmer.. He was partially lying, the complexity of the Behemoth was probably on level with the complexity of his own body, having to slow his actions to as he stood up to remotely operate the Leviathan. If someone was piloting the Leviathan, he could double team, or if Visia was helping, he could exert the full power of the machine, but it didn't matter. He was still better then most predacons at multitasking and advanced dexterity, making it a fair fight. Whatever those words meant to a Predacon..

He crouched slightly as his feet activated their thrusters floating him from the ground, his chest guns then started firing at Orcariner's chest and face as a distraction,his back thrusters also kicked in , suddenly projecting the Behemoth rather swiftly towards the whale transformer while shifting at the last moment and holding up his right arm out to attempt a Lariat on Orcariner.

(One wrestling attack for another!)

[Mystrea]

Ironclaw took notice of Dinobot's facial expression and could sense the seriousness of the situation. He then agreed with everything he had to say and caught up with him.

[Optimal Optimus Primal]

Approaching a small ravine, the first of many and some much deeper to come for most of Primal's travel back to his broken vessel, the gorilla didn't bother slowing down. Instead he leaped off of the cliff in his beast mode, maximizing in mid air as gravity began pulling him back down, and immediately ignited his prime jets, spiraling through the air as he gained altitude before leveling out and continuing on his little voyage. Optimus played out several scenarios in his head for his Maximals' reactions toward the truce. Some might be willing to accept it, others would be too suspicious to believe it and possibly be disappointed in his decision to allow it and to have even trusted Megatron's words. And he had to trust that all of his comrades would honor it, even Rattrap and Dinobot. He was confident that his Maximals would not be the first ones to violate it.

As Optimus Primal proceeded on his flight at a casual speed, his thoughts occasionally wandering to Whitegrazer who still seemed to have a valuable hold on his spark without her anywhere near him, the Vok, Megatron, and whatever Optimus failed to retrieve in the mountain, he was now within radio contact of the Axalon's long-range communications, although the ship itself was still far from his sight and scanners.

"Optimus Primal to Maximal Base, do you read me?" the Maximal leader called to the Axalon's command center via his communication link, completely unaware as to what was going on there and what he was interrupting. Energon interference may have garbled his voice a little due to the distance between him and the ship, but his words should still be comprehendable.

(( OOC: For anyone in anticipation, no, Optimus isn't going to inform them over the radio about the truce. That will be discussed in person with his Maximals. He will just inform them of his return and that he was coming back empty-handed. ))

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Rattrap was surprised how quickly Aurora learned this little technique and reacted. She had made all of the right moves, and he suddenly felt her hands grab his arm and pull him. However, like his punch, her yank was a little weak, and while it made him stumble, he didn't fall all the way. As the opportunist that he was, he immediately sprung up and spun around, allowing him to slip his arm out of her grasp. It probably almost appeared as though they were dancing, and to not discourage her, he went along with the visual in his head. Interlocking his elbow with one of hers, Rattrap started to trot in a circle with Aurora, immitating square dancing, and singing, "And swing your partner to and fro, dance around and doe-see-doe!" He laughed and released his arm around hers. "Not bad for yer first try, Aurora," the Maximal spy complimented her. He was impressed how well she handled the Diffusion. Although it wasn't completely successful like Whitegrazer's had been, Rattrap's short height made it easier for him to catch his balance with his lower center of gravity, unlike Cheetor. He was also more prepared as to what was to follow after his punch since Aurora been quick enough to strafe and catch his arm like she had. The ermine Fuzor will probably be a quick learner. He bet that if they tried again, she'd have more confidence and follow through completely with the technique, landing him on the ground. Rattrap was ready to try again and waited for Aurora, giving Whitegrazer a chance to assist the young female with anything she observed after her first attempt.

However, deep down in a small, dark corner, the rodent kind of hoped he embarrassed Aurora at least a little with the silly dance that he turned her Diffusion into in return of her previous wise crack on him:

"Aww, did I use too many fancy words for ya?"

He also hoped she would be careful with her clever one-liners if she ever got caught by Predacons. They definitely wouldn't treat her the same way with her smart mouth like he always did.

(( OOC: Sorry, just wanted to add some comedy in there. ))

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"Perhaps we shall be confronting the Predacons after all," "Finally. I welcome the opportunity."

A small smile appeared on the white cat's mouth as he ran along with Dinobot and Ironclaw, glancing at the raptor before looking forward again. That was when something in the sky caught his green eyes, as keen as any other feline's that were attracted to motion, and his happiness for his fellow comrade's enthusiasm vanished. Tigatron was hoping to have a chance to sneak into the battle that sounded like an endless chaos of gunfire but it would seem he lost that advantage. "Then the opportunity welcomes you as well, Dinobot," the white tiger said, spotting the red Predacon flyer heading in their direction rather quickly. "Perhaps the three of us should split up and find cover. Terrorsaur may not be alone," he suggested, but Tigatron was by no means a warrior like Dinobot, so he looked up to him for guidance in the quickly approaching battle they were about to find themselves in.

[Wildfire94]

((Same for Megs, going to wait till the preds return to base as well. And of course think of an explanation up for the attack, bad Predacons! Though not like Megatron really cares of course.))

Onyx watched quietly and patiently as the Maximals continued, a little amused with the cheetah's more then likely hurt pride and the rat's antics with the fuzor. It was quite funny to watch and honestly it seemed not all Maximals were bad at all, not to mention he was quite enjoying watching, even glad they hadn't noticed him yet. Honestly Onyx didn't want to be the cause of interruption for the interesting, yet amusing training session. And it seemed this Whitegrazer was quite the instructor and in a way a motherly figure.

None the less he could see she would be a good hand to hand combatant or defensive fighter, possibly a good rival. He'd have to see if they really ever met. Of course why couldn't they talk without the worry of feeling like enemies? He though continued to wait and turned his gaze to the tense horses, they had been tense the whole time he was there which was concerning. The black stallion had noticed some animals seemed quite nervous from the ones he passed along the way. It was a bit of concern when someone paid that attention.

Though the robust black stallion pushed the thoughts aside for now and after waiting a few more kliks he stepped forward,"I have to say Maximals you never cease to amaze me of how your antics prove amusing and your skill. For a crew suppose to be explorers you seem fairly capable. This session of your's is proving quite a show."Onyx spoke up in a kind tone as he approached a bit but kept a few feet away, knowing a few of them would be wary.

[Phoenix]

(ooc: Oh Rattrap is a sneaky one. )


Aurora had not really anticipated her attempt would work either. She had merely attempted to follow the example set by Whitegrazer moments before, but had failed to anticipate how much force would be required to yank Rattrap off his feet. Part of her was actually almost relieved, as the last thing she wanted was to inflict physical harm on her rodent friend, no matter how insignificant of a fall it seemed at the time.

Yet as Rattrap then pulled her in for a dance, she felt a bit awkward and humiliated by the situation. Not wanting to look like a fool, however, she took it with a smile and danced a few steps with him.

"Not bad for yer first try, Aurora,"

"Well.. it wasn't quite perfect. Could probably do with a little more practice," the smaller female responded after Rattrap released his grip on her arm. "I'll make you fall for me yet!," she then announced a bit teasingly. She meant it all in good fun, of course, and she hoped the rat would take it as such too.

She then turned her attention briefly to Cheetor, who still seemed to be mending his wounded ego, and finally to Whitegrazer to see if she had some suggestions for how to improve.

[una]

((OOC: I had a very, very horrible week of nothing going right and depression I'm just glad it is Friday and I can try to relieve all this stress I have to do with by....posting something for the RP and enjoying the weekend. Sorry for not being here or posting for days, guys.))

And sure enough. Rattrap's punch came within moments, although his movements appeared a bit slower than what she was expecting. Aurora's mind raced through the lesson Whitegrazer had attempted to show her. How did she..?

Almost on instinct the small ermine stepped sideways, leaning away from the punch against her abdomen. As Rattrap's momentum shifted just as he was about to impact, she let her hands wrap around his outstretched arm and yanked it. It wasn't a very hard yank by any means, and in a normal situation it probably wouldn't have phased Rattrap, but right now his body was moving which meant his balance would be disrupted fairly easily.. She hoped..

She had watched Aurora's movements very closely. She seemed to had gotten the steps, but the pressure was alittle off. It was expected. The little ermine didn't want to harm her friend, which Whitegrazer did the same thing at her first day of learning the technique. It would take two or more tries to perfect it, and she had no doubt that Aurora will be proficient in it.

"And swing your partner to and fro, dance around and doe-see-doe!" He laughed and released his arm around hers. "Not bad for yer first try, Aurora," the Maximal spy complimented her.

Whitegrazer had to laugh at Rattrap's little dance.

Well.. it wasn't quite perfect. Could probably do with a little more practice," the smaller female responded after Rattrap released his grip on her arm. "I'll make you fall for me yet!," she then announced a bit teasingly. She meant it all in good fun, of course, and she hoped the rat would take it as such too.

"It was a very good try, Aurora," her laughing dimmed to a small chuckle, "but you need to put more confidence and force into it, okay?" She smiled and gave a thumbs up to Aurora.

"Let's try it again. We have all the time we need."

It was then she turned around to see Onyx as he spoke to the four of them.

,"I have to say Maximals you never cease to amaze me of how your antics prove amusing and your skill. For a crew suppose to be explorers you seem fairly capable. This session of your's is proving quite a show."

Being the polite person that she was, she smiled at the Predacon horse, "Oh! Hello there. You must be Onyx." She hoped Cheetor or Rattrap didn't pull a gun on the horse. She sensed nothing alarming towards him. Although, she could still feel the tension of the horses.

"Space is a very dangerous place. Explorers have to learn how to defend ourselves just in case we get into trouble." She kept her smile, making conversation with Onyx as a way to show that they weren't going to be issuing any fights. No. They were here peacefully, training their little Maximal how to defend herself if she ever gets into situations beyond her control.

"I'm glad to see we prove to be some entertainment." She laughed as this Predacon must have seen all the joking around mixed with her training they were doing. It made her wonder how the others in the Axalon are doing. Hopefully, nothing was happening.

[Wintersong]

Snow Trix nodded and let the computer magnetize back onto her upper arm before taking out her whip and following the bear. She was keeping a look out for any Maximals they might have missed but for the moment she didn't see or hear anything. As Steelclaw stopped she waited for him to collect his thoughts before following him to the bridge. It seemed their old comrade was doing well and no doubt taking cars of the little bug Glowstick had planted into the defense systems and this spider didn't seem a prisoner.

"How about we make sure she can't help her new maximal friends Steelclaw, besides sure Megatron can find something to do with Frilla." The fox femme said before stepping forward, spinning her whip like a lasso above her head and throwing the part forward to catch the frilled lizard then tugging hard. Tying it around a few more times and pulling tightly to make sure Frilla couldn't escape.

Even if they couldn't get Arachnitron they could at least take in a traitor.

[New Moon]

Frilla froze when she heard Steelclaw and turned to see him and Snow Trix, her former teammates. But it also explained why they were missing from the battle and she looked puzzled a bit, how could they know of Arachnitron? "Look I don't know how you two know about Arachnitron or why you go to all this trouble for a rescue mission but this battle isn't necessary." She said calmly but grunted as Snow Trix lassoed her and tugged her hard forward, falling to her knees. And the sudden tightening of the whip made her wince, glad that Snow Trix wasn't that strong otherwise it would be a risk of denting her thin armor.

Glancing at them with and glare she tried to stand but fell back to her knees since she could hardly do so without help. Though the transmission for Optimus caught her attention and she knew he would be concerned when no one answered. But she would be unable to answer and unable to move even if she stood since Snow Trix had a good grip on the weapon.

[Blackrosefencer]

OOC: Sorry for the wait.....between fencing, homework, Thursday night football, and a 13 hour day, I didn't get a chance to post.

BIC:

Arachnitron nodded a reply to Frilla's suggestion, but just as she was about to turn to provide back-up to the others outside, a whisper from the hall caught her attention. She shifted her gaze to the source of the sound. Sure enough, just as Frilla suggested, two Predacons were absent from the fighting and were now standing right in front of the two femmes. Without hesitation, Arachnitron stepped protectively between Frilla and the two Predacons.

One thing could be said about Arachnitron. Each of her personalities were extremely courageous. The Predacon personality was courageous in battle. But it took a different kind of courage to be truthful with Optimus about her past- that was something that, out of the three of them, only the Maximal programming had. She also wasn't afraid to admit her fear, though she would shy away from it. Similar to the Predacon, the Hybrid wasn't afraid to stand up for herself in fight, but she had the good sense to hold her fire (and her tongue) when necessary. And similar to the Maximal, she had the courage to be afraid. Though she wouldn't openly admit it to others, she'd admit it to herself....and unlike the Maximal, she had the courage to do things that scared her. (OOC: I thought of that line while driving in the lane between an 18 wheeler and a concrete divider with no shoulder...something that absolutely terrifies me!). And right now, she was horrified that the Predacons were here for her. She had no idea how they knew about her or what they planned to do with her when they found her. Had the Predacon scientists sent them to take her back to Cybertron?

Arachnitron put her fears aside for a moment as she confronted her worst nightmare. One of the Predacons spoke to them. She was rather surprised at his conversational nature.

"Ah- my former comrade. And the comrade I haven't met yet. It may or may not surprise the two of you that we have some
things that need discussing, which for the time being means I would be greatly appreciative if you stopped typing away on the computer, Frilla. So, this is obviously an intensely awkward question, but are you really a prisoner here or not? You seem to be acting in this bridge quite freely."

"That has yet to be determined," she answered simply. Her mind was racing as she tried to figure out what to do, so she didn't really give them a straight answer.

"Look I don't know how you two know about Arachnitron or why you go to all this trouble for a rescue mission but this battle isn't necessary."

Frilla answered for the spider. Well, so much for trying to play it off as though she had escaped her cell and was now taking over. The thought had briefly crossed her mind before Frilla replied.

Disregarding her response, the female Predacon curled her whip around Frilla's legs and pulled her forward. Frilla couldn't move. It happened so fast, Arachnitron couldn't react in time. She took a step forward towards the Predacons defiantly.

"This situation is very complicated," she explained stubbornly. "You couldn't possibly understand...."

But before she could take some action to help Frilla get free, Arachnitron was met with her own troubles. She dropped the weapons Icebreaker gave to her and clutched her stomach in agony, but she didn't cry out. Suddenly, her optics flashed a bright, red color. "She's not the prisoner, you fools! I AM!" the Predacon personality cried out angrily. But before the Predacon could do much else, her optics flashed green again.

Arachnitron straightened up hesitantly gazing around at the Predacons and Frilla. The Hybrid personality was back in control. Again, she racked her brain for an idea. It was two on one, so she figured she shouldn't attempt a fight. She couldn't free Frilla with the Preds standing right there. She thought about what Rhinox told her to do if the Preds got in, but the only way she knew of to get to the brig to get Icebreaker was blocked by the Predacons. But the Hybrid wasn't ready to give up....and she could be just as manipulative as the Predacon programming if she had to. She discreetly bumped her comm link on and continued to let the Predacons believe she was the Maximal programming. She took a step closer to them and got into character. The Maximal would offer to go with the Predacons in order to keep them from firing at the others so that's just what she did. Negotiating may even buy them some more time.

"Look," she explained calmly. "You don't want anything to do with Frilla. I'm the one who has the Predacon held hostage. I'm the one you're here for, so I will go with you peacefully. But Frilla stays here or I won't release Arachnitron."

She couldn't imagine how completely nuts that sounded. But it was the only way she could think of to protect Frilla which had been her primary duty. She figured once she was far enough away from Frilla, she could fight her way out of this. And since her comm link had been bumped on, even if she couldn't fight her way out, perhaps someone would hear her and could make it to them in time to help. She could only hope that this wouldn't completely back fire, but she wasn't worried about being taken hostage. Eventually, the Predacon programming would take control again and the Hybrid would be safe from the other Predacons. Her only goal was to get away from Frilla BEFORE that happened, otherwise Arachnitron, the Predacon, would willingly take her with them.

[WorpeX]

Airazor silently cheered to herself as her shots made contact with her target. Then Rhinox came to help as well, further damaging their opponent. Still, this predicon seemed to be resilient enough to take the hits and fire back a few volleys of her own. Normally, the shots wouldn't have been difficult to dodge, but in this case, the transformed Leviathan had also opened up upon the Falcon. She was being shot at from both sides with nowhere to take cover!

"Slag" She thought to herself before making her attempt at staying alive. Deciding that she would never be able to out run the blasts and get to cover in time, she knew that her only chance was to dodge as many of the bullets as possible. The first shot was of Cecaelia's and it was a low shot, so Airazor performed a quick jump, but instead of falling back to the earth, she hovered instead. The predicons second shot missed, but a few bullets from the Leviathan struck her on her back before she had time to react. While she felt a surge of pain rush through her body from the hit, she had no time to feel pity for herself. With a sidespin, she was able to dodge the rest of the shots, but instead of fire back, Airazor took off towards the sky. Had she stayed she would become a pile of feathers in no time.



The skillful Mantis had become very adept at evading attacks. He was one of the quicker predicons and was small enough to move away from attacks easily. However, in this case, the very first shot his opponent shot made contact with his left leg. He had tried to fly to the right before the bullet hit but he hadn't fully made it into the clear before Feralnights shot crashed into his leg. The rest of the shots, he had no issues with avoiding and was even able to fly into melee range of his opponent.

With his scythe claw at the ready, Manterror sent a mighty slash towards his opponents arm. Losing limbs was painful... and he wanted to see the pain in her eyes!

[starshadow]

Cecaelia dried her tears and found herself on the Leviathan. She raised both hands in the air and let out a small 'yay'. The maximal duckie will pay for the shots she gave her. Picking up her venom blaster, she fired three more times at Airazor. This time, she would have to be careful since there is no cover for her to hide.

"I'm going to roast you!!"

[Alak]

Orcariner was surprised at the sudden roar of the behemoth's engines. He was not suspecting his Predacon counterpart to be flight capable, although, the idea immediately stirred a sense of intrigue. Losing his grip, the giant attempted to pursue his foe until he felt a heavy object strike him from behind. Tumbling to the ground, Orcariner saw that Rhinox had somehow fallen into him. Slightly extending a helping hand to his superior officer, the orca quickly retracted his hand and instinctively covered his face. A barrage of gunfire peppered into his body, sending the Maximal stumbling backwards. Through the gaps of his fingers, he saw that Glowstick's machine was closing the gap between them at an alarming rate.

Swords, guns, jets, and armor... isn't this guy something...

Finally finding his footing, Orcariner bent his knees in his typical defensive stance to stabilize his balance once more. Chips of scrap metal and paint rained around him as the bullets tried to peel away his considerable armor. Regardless, he knew he had to peer through the mess. The timing had to be right or else the orca would be in a lot of pain. Recognizing the pull back for the behemoth's strike, Orcariner leaned back and let the blow make contact with his body. Giving way to the lariat's momentum, the titan's arms closed down onto his opponent's outreached arm. Both of his legs left the ground and clamped down on the clone's chest forcing it back onto the ground.

Just where I need you!

Trapping the behemoth in a confident armbar hold, Orcariner gripped both his foe's hand and wrist to ensure its elbow was locked straight. He would have normally stopped here, but the Maximal reminded himself that his opponent was a simple machine and would not submit to pain. The terrain was a bit flat, but the orca hoped that with enough pull he would be able to break the clone's arm to render it useless. Either that, or the behemoth could make his job easier for him and re-activate its jets. The sudden acceleration against Orcariner's powerful hold would outright sever the limb from its torso. Regardless of outcome of this submission attempt, the Maximal knew he had to end this fight as quick as possible. Unlike his opponent, Orcariner had to worry about energon radiation. While his dampers had enough power to last him several more cycles, there was always the risk that they would be fighting for quite some time. After all, they were roughly equals on the battlefield.

Ground tactics would eliminate the clone's weapons, but at the same time it gave Orcariner very little opportunities to effectively use his energo-swords. With these weapons being his signature finishers in the past, the orca knew that he would be forced to literally beat the behemoth to death if they continued to wrestle on the ground. The titan was confident that he could best Glowstick in a direct sword fight. However according to his statistical projections, there were more risks involved for his own safety than if he kept the behemoth as close as possible. The clone's sword was not a weapon to be easily disregarded and its jets and guns could turn this fight into a keep-away game. As Orcariner continued to add pressure to his armbar, his processor argued with itself over how to proceed.

End this quickly with a pretty good chance of visiting the CR chamber and missing the remainder of the battle... or prolong it and risk succumbing to radiation before I beat this guy?

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Terrorsaur did not bother giving the Maximal trio time to react to his presence. Being bright red, he was far from a stealth craft, and his tendency to squawk at the sight of... well... everything made him easy to pick up. Therefore, he knew he had to make the first move.

"Eat missiles, Maximal scum!" he jeered.

Firing off two unguided rockets, Terrorsaur sent his projectiles flying in Tigatron and Dinobot's general direction. While not very accurate, the Predacon knew it would have taken too long to try and acquire a lock-on; not to mention the fact that Cybertronians are alerted of enemy locks. At least he would be able to scare the bunch and force them to make mistakes. Terrorsaur zipped past them and proceeded to reload his primary cannons. The second strafing run would probably involve the same tactics, but it did not matter if he killed them or not. His job was merely to keep them from reaching the Axalon.

[NaitoKage]

(Ah, I see. So Rhinox was nailed by another sound attack, and Cecaelia's lasers.. and the Leviathan itself punching him with a manipulator.. good thing he has a endurance of 9. Poor guy.*L*)

Glowstick blinked as his Rocket Lariat was countered with a flying armbar, finding himself on the ground suddenly. He surprisingly could feel the pain as the arm was locked and pulled, he tried to move but found it impossible. It was regrettable this massive body was not a giant squid instead, as Glowstick had found his body was immune to these sort of attacks.

The Mono optic examined his arm, Glowstick's optics then narrowed as he noticed something seemed off. Glowing claws? He didn't install those..It must of been the effect of storing Visia inside the Behemoth, it had become infected. Luckily, just scratching him wouldn't cause a spread of the infection, but regrettably it seemed he'd have to destroy the Behemoth either way.. All that work wasted because of that worthless snake..

The clawed hand turned 180 degrees, then suddenly plunged the claws into Orcariner's stomach/chest Looks like you've learned some tricks from Whitegrazer..Been a long time since anyone could do a move like this to me..But you know.. there's a fatal difference between us at the moment. The Behemoth raised his Raver blade with his right hand as the blade retracted making it more of a dagger size. The blade flared violently as he slammed it down into Orcariner's right leg as it discharged electricity, burning through his leg armor, as well as shocking the Behemoth. He pulled the blade along and out, carving across the Behemoth's own chest leaving a burning red scar across it's chest. The difference.. Is this body HAS to be disposed of.. You don't have that luxury!
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Rhinox looked towards Orcariner after being helped up, in horror of the scene, his head then turned as he noticed Sonar in the air, Cecaelia on the other half of the Leviathan, and Manterror fighting Wintersong in the distance. Rhinox picked up his gun pointing it towards Sonar, then let off a short burst of gun fire while walking, in an attempt to lead Sonar away from the Axalon.

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Icebreaker blinked as he heard a scream echo through the halls.

"She's not the prisoner, you fools! I AM!"

He rolled his optics, that bug had some loud pipes on her. He then let out a sigh, he knew there was trouble, and he was supposed to stay guarding the brig, but he didn't seem to have a choice. Normally in a situation like this, he would attempt to set up a trap with one of his ice missiles, but this seemed rather urgent. He didn't know how Arachnitron would act.

He stood up and attempted to stealthly move towards the Bridge,He then went up flat as he could against the wall, leaning his head slightly to view the area. It seemed Frilla was down and the Predacons were looking towards Arachnitron. He pulled his head back, going into a kneel as he drew his knife with his left hand and held it in a reverse hold. He remained silent as he listened.