The Chaos-Bringer [IC/All-Tech/Signup First]

[Arkeyana]

The Antimatter weapons of the Decepticons, to their suprise, would do very little against the Hyperscreens of Arkeyanan Starships. The shots collided and fizzled out, illuminating individual panels of the shield. The Arkeyanan fleet continued pounding the decepticons with Photon Rounds, Quantum Cannons, Antimatter, and Gravity waves as the three Carriers jumped away.

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Just as it seemed that all hope was lost for the wenterans, An annihilation that never came occurred. If one were to look, the three Carriers had jumped in front of the fleet, absorbing the Antimatter shots, or at least the bulk of them, into their hyperscreens. Fighters were deployed en masse and flew towards the decepticon bombers, entering intense dogfights and maneuvers as the Carriers began blasting away at the Dreadnought.

[Volcanu]

Soon a white flash is seen near the Decepticons and a fleet of 30 ships emerge from the flash. It was the Volcanun fleet

“FIRE THE NUCLEAR HOMING MISSILES!”

“Yes, Sir”

A massive swarm of tactical nuclear missiles fire out of the Volcanun fleet right at the Decepticons.

[Ordocravia]

"So, you're telling me that they're both out to kill everything, but however the fact that there's some sort of larger one out to kill everything at a larger scale, so therefore the smaller one is looking to kill or capture the larger one because of how it wants to be the strongest one... even though it will gladly associate with us for its needs... Now, my own question: why don't you simply betray and destroy them both while they're busy, seeing that you managed to build a strong fortification or two around the system. I don't see how this all wasn't solved earlier... Better yet, why do you associate with the ones that hate you and want to kill you?" Watts needed to question the logic backing their alliance. Who's saying that the robots won't simply betray them later for their own nefarious purposes?

The soldier staid silent for a while, when he answered he said

"Well, It'd be kind of stupid on behalf of my superiors if I were to know such things, now wouldn't it? We may have plans about them, attack them when it benefits us the most... I don't really know, in fact the only People who know are Duke Valerus, General Voxli and the Emperor himself. Though personally I am 90% sure they will betray us at one point, once Unicron is within our grasp I suppose we'll see how it turns out with Megatron and his bunch."

He then looked at a sign and added

"By the way, we are halfway there, in about five minutes we'll get you on your ships"

[The Remnant Axis]

"So, you're telling me that they're both out to kill everything, but however the fact that there's some sort of larger one out to kill everything at a larger scale, so therefore the smaller one is looking to kill or capture the larger one because of how it wants to be the strongest one... even though it will gladly associate with us for its needs... Now, my own question: why don't you simply betray and destroy them both while they're busy, seeing that you managed to build a strong fortification or two around the system. I don't see how this all wasn't solved earlier... Better yet, why do you associate with the ones that hate you and want to kill you?" Watts needed to question the logic backing their alliance. Who's saying that the robots won't simply betray them later for their own nefarious purposes?

The soldier staid silent for a while, when he answered he said

"Well, It'd be kind of stupid on behalf of my superiors if I were to know such things, now wouldn't it? We may have plans about them, attack them when it benefits us the most... I don't really know, in fact the only People who know are Duke Valerus, General Voxli and the Emperor himself. Though personally I am 90% sure they will betray us at one point, once Unicron is within our grasp I suppose we'll see how it turns out with Megatron and his bunch."

He then looked at a sign and added

"By the way, we are halfway there, in about five minutes we'll get you on your ships"

"Right... At least it's good to get some info on the situation. I'm hoping to do what's needed to help... Though considering our quite smaller force, I don't know what I can do myself... Though, I'll find a way. Surely, there's always a way."

The Albains creepily echoed what Watts said humorously. "Always a way... Always a way..." Fennec couldn't help but laugh, covering his mouth as they went to speak with Adam. Shadowcat still stayed silent, quite patient.

"Now, what about... Well, that large droid we encountered. That's surely more advanced then any Atlesian battlesuit I've had to honor to hijack. Remote controlled, or piloted?"

[Ordocravia]

"Im sure that you'll figure out something... also, did you really think that a Brute is piloted? Ha! No, these things act all on their own, they are purely Artificial Intelligence. Only two things can affect their decision making; their Respective Brood Mothers, which may be even smarter than some of us here and the Emperor through some Holoprojectors or whatever he has in the command room from the Flagship. The one you encountered wasnt controlled at the moment you encountered it, quite the wild stuff, eh?"

He then crossed his arms and chuckled

[The Remnant Axis]

"Im sure that you'll figure out something... also, did you really think that a Brute is piloted? Ha! No, these things act all on their own, they are purely Artificial Intelligence. Only two things can affect their decision making; their Respective Brood Mothers, which may be even smarter than some of us here and the Emperor through some Holoprojectors or whatever he has in the command room from the Flagship. The one you encountered wasnt controlled at the moment you encountered it, quite the wild stuff, eh?"

He then crossed his arms and chuckled

"Yes, then it really is like an Atlesian Paladin. Though it seems quite more... Distinguished. A lot sharper, if those indeed are blades..." He started imagining it through his head, thinking of the possible weapons and the like. "So, we're going right to them from this ship, yes? Estimated time of arrival or anything?"

[Random Characters]

Admiral Foster listened to the request. The consequences of the possible decisions ran through his head. After some deliberation, he made a decisions. He sent a message to Galvatron.

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Greetings, Galvatron. While you may assume we have similar governments, we are not like you. We are aware of your past interactions with Earth, and we are appalled. The inhabitants of this planet are humans, and we will not tolerate your actions against them. In addition, in accordance with our policy, all class 4-09 universe destroyers are to be destroyed. Therefore, we are denying your request.

[Ordocravia]

"As I've said earlier we'll be reaching the Docking bay in about four to five minutes, once there, the moment we get a location on your allies we'll be getting to them in approximately 30 seconds taking the Warp drive of a Freighter into consideration"


For a brief moment thuds could be heard from above as the Brute from before had went up a floor and was heading opposite to the group , the Soldiers didnt react to the thuds at all

[The Hexagon Industries]

A Dominion hummed happily as he listened to a song downloaded onto his Infinity. Tapping his fingers on his console and lightly bobbing his head to the beat, he was oblivious to the commotion happening around him, his eyes closed the entire time. A small batch of his fellow Dominion and higher ranked Cerberus fought wildly against each other, each side throwing fists at one another. Morale was extremely low, and some Dominion began to stage a mutiny at the Fifth Monolith.

"Cease this instant, unruly Dominion!" A lone Coercee yelled, pointing a VL-A5B at the one leading the coup. The Coercee's hand shivered violently in fear, seeing as some Dominion had Shock Batons in their grips, and their numbers could quickly overrun him.

"Shut the fuck up, Coercee!" The Dominion leader yelled with a venomous tone. "Give us the code to the CC, now!"

"You pathetic scum make me sick!" The Coercee spat back, before firing at four-disc projectile at the Dominion, hitting him square at the chest. The disc-shaped projectile latched onto the Dominion's shirt, and immediately pumped out incapacitating jolts of electricity.

The coup reacted late, watching their leader go down before switching their focus back to the Coercee. With the limited time he was given, the Coercee began to fire disc after disc at the Dominions, bringing down four of them before he was swiftly subdued by his traitorous agents.

Meanwhile, outside the room, a dispatch of six other Dominion desperately did what they could to bring down the locked door. "Zephos-damn this door!" One yelled, after failing to break the biometric lock a couple of times. Pulling out his pistol, he fired three shots at the door, before stopping almost abruptly as one bullet ricocheted back to his leg. "Agh, fuck!"

"You idiot!" A Cerberus shouted at the injured Dominion, before turning to the two agents next to her. "Take him to the infirmary. Notify the High Seer, too, if he could open the door from his console." The floor then shook violently, startling the agents posted outside. "And hurry!"

The two agents, one a Kindred, and one a Dominion, nodded to the Cerberus, and proceeded to carry the agent away. The group waited, until the door finally inched open, triggering a joyous celebration from the agents. The door then suddenly jammed halfway into it's intended course, opening a hole just enough for one person to pass through. Peeking through the hole, the Cerberus could see the Dominions already inside the Command Center, with a large, gaping, clean-edged hole opening the blast door to the CC. "They're using Void Explosives! The Cerberus called to her fellow agents. "Pry open this damned door before they use another one, there's a second door just beyond the first one! If they detonate another one, they're going to blow a hole through the fucking hull!"

"Give way!" One agent shouted from her left, carrying a large pack over his back. It was large enough to clog the hallway if not careful. Pulling out a device with a rifle-like design on his back, he took aim at the doors and fired. A strong, singular beam of light fired from the weapon, carefully slicing through the five-inch thick Actinum Xentaphide doors.

The dispatched unit quickly bursted through the room, weapons drawn. "Stop right there!" The Cerberus yelled, pulling the bolt of his H4A10K Assault Rifle, chambering a round. The Dominions paused, freezing a couple of seconds before one finally pulled out a gun from his holster.

Gunfights ensued.

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"Sir, Monolith Five has been taken back, at the cost of a Cerberus agent." A Perechim Agent spoke while bowing slightly, in respect to Imperator Exercitus. "The coup consisting of fifteen Dominion were eliminated by the dispatched reaction unit, after learning that they were planning to open the blast doors using smuggled Void explosives. It is possible that someone from the higher echelons helped them in their endeavour, seeing as it is impossible for them to acquire such Void-grade weaponry without any official help."

The Commander thought for a moment, before answering: "Interrogate every Clearance Four and up personnel inside Monolith Five. Do we have any witnesses?"

"We do have surveillance footage, and a lone Dominion was seen in the middle of the ensuing fight, apparently distracted. We do not know if he knew of the battle in the first place."

The Commander went silent for a short time, before speaking back, "Get me a full report about the mutiny, and include the names and ranks of every involved member, witnessed or suspected." The Commander then went back to his work tapping on his arm computer. "Do we have information where the Destroyer of Worlds would be?"

A voice spoke from the speaker of his device, accompanied by the projection of a holographic screen about two feet away from his face. "Sir, Unicron has been spotted headed towards the red planet, Mars. Multiple interstellar fleets have been also sighted, trying to destroy the giant mechanoid."

"Give me a final checksum."

The speaker spoke a few minutes later. "All systems operational. No errors, minor or major, detected. All weapons locked and loaded. All missiles primed to fire. Warheads primed. Cannons activated. We are ready to proceed."

Pressing a button on the armrest of his chair, the Commander then spoke loudly, "Catalysts, Cavaliers, Halos, and Vortexes, we are to warp about a few hundred miles away from Unicron itself. Load cannons with Void Shells and Void Ammunition, equip batteries with Void-Impulse Missiles, and set Luminescence Cannons to Stage G9. We shall show the universe the true power of the glorious Hexagon Empire!"

Everyone rejoiced.

The Commander cut the audio feed, and switched to radio. "Warp us into the fray."

One by one, the vessels left the area, disappearing into nothingness, passing through the void to allow faster travel. Meanwhile, in an area just at the inner edge of the Mars Asteroid Belt, a small anomalous rift slowly formed.

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"We can't go fight that thing like this, we're already weak as it is. Cowardly as it may seem, but I urge all of you to think that we may need assistance in this battle against the Destroyer of Worlds and it's supporters," The High Seer controlling Monolith One spoke loudly, making sure the other High Seers could hear his speech.

All of the High Seers were sat all around the round-table, discussing their next move. The High Seers discussed about the thought, bringing their own views into the action.

"It seems like cowardice indeed, but I agree. The question is, what could we do to fight back, if one of our supposed allies would betray us?" The High Seer stationed at Monolith Six asked.

"We cannot trust these primitive civilizations, even for just one second. Remember what happened at Daedalus-6? Ten million agents dead, for making the same mistake!" The High Seer from the Fifteenth Catalyst Tangent yelled.

"A fatal mistake indeed, made by our brothers and sisters," one High seer spoke up in reply. "A fatal mistake that happened twelve timelines ago! We have reached the pinnacle of VoidTech, we weren't even sure if the Quantum was possible back then!"

"You idiot! The past helps us learn from our mistakes, and you seriously think that it can't happen again?! Look at us, the Cosine Epsilon is effectively weak enough to be considered as only a nuisance to the other empires! If we were to fight the mechanoid, we would be decimated in a matter of seconds!"

"Which is why, we need to team up!"

"Which is why, we should just leave!"

"Then you are even more of a coward!"

"Retreat is never a sign of cowardice; persistence, however, is a sign of foolishness!"

"Foolishness, my ass!"

"Men, please! We are High Seers, highest ranking officers of the entire Hexagon Military! I suggest you act like it!" The High Seer stationed at the Deathbringer shouted, slamming his hands on the table. "We should ally ourselves with those resisting the Cybertronian Empire and Unicron, and from the looks of it, the Ordocravian Empire, the same one that took Terra away from us, would be one of our enemies. Anyone who witnessed first hand that damage Ordocravia could deal, would know the apparent dangers that we would face if we were to fight the Empire alone.

We are broken down, cut off from supplies, beaten, maimed, disoriented and confused, cut off from most of the fleet, yet we shall succeed. With luck, with the help of our future allies, and for the good of humanity itself, we shall prevail."

"We shall prevail."
"We shall prevail."
"We shall prevail." The twenty-one High Seers present, recited.

"Long Live the Hexagon!"
"Long Live the Hexagon!"
"Long Live the Hexagon! Death to those who may oppose us!"

[The Remnant Axis]

"As I've said earlier we'll be reaching the Docking bay in about four to five minutes, once there, the moment we get a location on your allies we'll be getting to them in approximately 30 seconds taking the Warp drive of a Freighter into consideration"


For a brief moment thuds could be heard from above as the Brute from before had went up a floor and was heading opposite to the group , the Soldiers didnt react to the thuds at all

"For it's looks... that machine is barely silent." Adam looks up to the overhead, while they kept walking on. "I fought something similar to it back on Remnant, when me and my ex-lover were still together. My Semblance allowed me to turn it into nothing with a single slash after taking enough damage from it. It was quite the fight... Though it was too much for her after how she saw me lash out so violently at it. The last I saw of her at that point, was her drifting on away when she separated the train we were on... I'm glad her and her family are all gone now. They caused too much trouble for the White Fang, even with their connection to it." Adam reminisces, feeling glory for having been able to do so much for his people. But of course, little did he know of Shadowcat's true identity. She kept attention away from the monologue, looking on ahead for the eventual ride to the next area.

[Ordocravia]

"For it's looks... that machine is barely silent." Adam looks up to the overhead, while they kept walking on. "I fought something similar to it back on Remnant, when me and my ex-lover were still together. My Semblance allowed me to turn it into nothing with a single slash after taking enough damage from it. It was quite the fight... Though it was too much for her after how she saw me lash out so violently at it. The last I saw of her at that point, was her drifting on away when she separated the train we were on... I'm glad her and her family are all gone now. They caused too much trouble for the White Fang, even with their connection to it." Adam reminisces, feeling glory for having been able to do so much for his people. But of course, little did he know of Shadowcat's true identity. She kept attention away from the monologue, looking on ahead for the eventual ride to the next area.

"Well, Its not meant to be silent , but I believe that if it wanted to be silent it could very well be silent, and may I ask what Semblance is? Sound like a sort of magic thing to me, would you care to explain?"

He didnt bother to ask about the rest, it seemed like personal info after all so he chose to remain silent

From the windows to the sides another ring could be seen rotating and moving downwards as two Destroyers Warped in the Station for their standard refuelling procedure. The Juggernaut briefly glanced at the ships as he moved onwards, a Destroyer was the second biggest ship type in the Fleet after all, seeing one was always a nice sight to him.

Five soldiers carrying some heavy looking material, presumably fuel, passed by alongside their superior. The Superiors of the two groups greeted each other as they went on with their separate tasks.

[The Remnant Axis]

"For it's looks... that machine is barely silent." Adam looks up to the overhead, while they kept walking on. "I fought something similar to it back on Remnant, when me and my ex-lover were still together. My Semblance allowed me to turn it into nothing with a single slash after taking enough damage from it. It was quite the fight... Though it was too much for her after how she saw me lash out so violently at it. The last I saw of her at that point, was her drifting on away when she separated the train we were on... I'm glad her and her family are all gone now. They caused too much trouble for the White Fang, even with their connection to it." Adam reminisces, feeling glory for having been able to do so much for his people. But of course, little did he know of Shadowcat's true identity. She kept attention away from the monologue, looking on ahead for the eventual ride to the next area.

"Well, Its not meant to be silent , but I believe that if it wanted to be silent it could very well be silent, and may I ask what Semblance is? Sound like a sort of magic thing to me, would you care to explain?"

He didnt bother to ask about the rest, it seemed like personal info after all so he chose to remain silent

From the windows to the sides another ring could be seen rotating and moving downwards as two Destroyers Warped in the Station for their standard refuelling procedure. The Juggernaut briefly glanced at the ships as he moved onwards, a Destroyer was the second biggest ship type in the Fleet after all, seeing one was always a nice sight to him.

Five soldiers carrying some heavy looking material, presumably fuel, passed by alongside their superior. The Superiors of the two groups greeted each other as they went on with their separate tasks.

Watts looked on up at the soldier in a bit of a shock, but mostly his eyebrows displayed it. "So a Semblance isn't a universal constant? And by that matter, I guess Aura isn't either. Very well, we've got time for a lesson."

He clears his throat, preparing to lecture. "An Aura is a special barrier belonging to all people who are with a soul. It is like a natural power in it's own, covering three basics principles. Offense, where the user of an Aura can channel it to multiply the lethality of their strikes, allowing for much stronger damage. Defensive, where the Aura acts as a natural barrier against both hazards and attacks. An Aura is very powerful, managing to usually tank attacks which come from vehicles and such. This is why even the most simple weapon in Remnant is of an extremely high caliber, due to how common Auras are where we are from. And finally, the hidden feature of regeneration, where strong enough Aura users can mend their wounds and critical injuries with enough concentration. And now, you may ask... Why was I explaining another concept entirely?"

"Because, a Semblance is an Aura with an evolution, which grants a special power usually connected to the person it is used by. No two people have the same Semblance: two similar, but in no way exact. A Semblance can be used at any time, but some are always on. Though, for example, let's look at Adam's Semblance." He gives a nod, as he unsheates his sword. "My fighting style is based around the first strike. So thus, my Semblance ensures it to always be such. Before I strike, it slowly begins to arm, and then..." He sheathes his sword. "It is all over in a single strike." Watts waits till he finishes speaking, and lightly nods. "And that, is what a Semblace is. Any questions?"

[Ordocravia]

"Huh, Auras and magics and mystic powers and such, Sounds like a really nice thing to have... I have no questions, but I prefer my Weapons over these 'Semblances' to be frank with you"

He pulls out a big two handed Gattling Gun resembling contraption from his back and shows it to the group

"For example; This here is a top quality Crombanorian Railgun, with the Power to Pierce through Fighter-Level shielding Tech and through most manmade physical Barriers like it's nothing, with a Projectile costing 1.500 Pargenads each its an expensive, destructive and amazing weapon in my opinion"

Too bored to place it back in its place again, he just rests it in his Shoulder.

[The Remnant Axis]

"Huh, Auras and magics and mystic powers and such, Sounds like a really nice thing to have... I have no questions, but I prefer my Weapons over these 'Semblances' to be frank with you"

He pulls out a big two handed Gattling Gun resembling contraption from his back and shows it to the group

"For example; This here is a top quality Crombanorian Railgun, with the Power to Pierce through Fighter-Level shielding Tech and through most manmade physical Barriers like it's nothing, with a Projectile costing 1.500 Pargenads each its an expensive, destructive and amazing weapon in my opinion"

Too bored to place it back in its place again, he just rests it in his Shoulder.

"My, that is quite the exubrient weapon just for a foot soldier. Something I'd usually see built into some variant of a Paladin, at most occasions. A bit costly to fire, though. Something like that where we come from is either built by a teenager, or the Altesians make it for themself. But the special thing is... that Aura can be channeled through some weapons: it doesn't just count as a very, very strong enhancement to the already powerful shots of the weapons, it can also account for the ammunition."

Adam unsheates his blade again, but instead of showing the blade, he grabs the hilt and lifts it on up: it was also a short barreled rifle. "Usually, it can blast through heavy armor plating and crack Auras without the Aura charging it. With it, I've placed down "superior" foes in only a finger count of shots. Problem is with that kind of gun you use is that it's useless against us. Grimm in most cases, yes. But the agility of combatants and such like us normally dodge and block foes with ease. I remember seeing two of Cinder's associates taking on a Huntress with a gun like that. They played her like a fool, outspeeding it and making illusive targets. Only took them a handful of hits to defeat her. Hence why, I left the heavier lifting to the underlings." He placed the hilt back where it was, and sheathes his sword. "To kill huntsmen, you must be proficient in defensive maneuvers. Our defense, is our best offense."

Adam looked back on ahead, as Watts went to check his ornate Scroll. Not a paper scroll, but more of a holographic smartphone-like gadget.

[Valentine Z]

Vice Premier Ministre Markus Tom Lincoln Schillinger Lewis Joyelle Wei Jaiden X. Geoff Julius Wyatt: It's been so long since our last order! What the heck are we supposed to do?

Field Marshal Jacob Dalston Sullivan Kelvin Jamil Donald Taylor Xavier Ryman Øistein Håvard Axel: Yeah, can we like shoot that son of a gun, or something? I am talking about the Chaos Bringer, of course! I mean, look outside… they got all the action while we are sitting ducks!

2nd Sgt. Malcolm Theodore Xavier Brian Julian Fidel Seimanis Venantijs Rennas. Kostas Bērzīts: I bet I can race faster than you, haha!

4th Sgt. Harris Anthony Leroy Gabriel Taylor Stephen Ozakar Yakup Farid Reyhan Tekir Q Sezgin: We all have the same plane, numbnut! If anything, we would just be head to head against each other…

Chief Aviator Gwen Tracer Hepburn Ellen Trixie Foxworthy Avril Celinda Sammy W. Lindall Leslie Allison: All right, all right… I think we should settle down for a while… Val, what do you think?

General Valentijn Coraline Maxwell "De Sierlijke Valkyrie" Angelus Delta Weston Tracey Mitchell Constantine: Well, that thing wants everyone dead, right? Eating planet after planet… so, why don't we just pre-emptively shoot the thing while Clarissa sends an open broadcast?

Vice Foresittend Jolyn Maxine Caulfield Marlene Wendy Lucille Lapis Jill ł Athena Vasilisa Helen Ceeta: Sounds like a good idea, actually. I mean, we are tasked with shooting it down. As for the Ordocravians, we could leave them be first. After all, they gave us the ship.

Surveillant Clarissa Alanis Star Breya Annie Millie Taissa Butterfly Samantha Jolijn Clementine Harumi: Woo, I'm all right with the plan!

Chief Aviator Gwen Tracer Hepburn Ellen Trixie Foxworthy Avril Celinda Sammy W. Lindall Leslie Allison: Aye, aye! I am supporting this 100%!

Lead Ambassador Germaine Moira "Mercy" Sylvia Angelina Zoe Sophia Jen Alanna Hailie Constance: I have a bad feeling about this. We are going to be having a heck of a time sorting this out.

Head Diplomat Charlene Jeannie Natalia Adeline Marceline Celestie Christine Irell Myong Suh-Hyung: On the bright side, it's time we did something instead of hanging around in our office. I mean, no war, so… you know, we are not tasked with anything for months!

Lt. Col. Marcus Dylan Alexzander Marquis Nelson Farad Farzin Arsalan Vox. Danesh Tobias Philip: Heck yeah, time to kick some ass!

Commander Michelle Karen Kassandra Zann Harley Iliana Breya A Valérie Vítková Breanna Shirley: This is going to end badly, but… this is going to be the most fun I will ever had for years to come!

Everyone else agreed on the same tone. There were some doubts here and there, but the general response was that everyone was willing to take potshots at the Chaos-Bringer, while Clarissa and Valentijn send out a message. On the downside, they could only use the ships provided, instead of using their own weapons and abilities.

Surveillant Clarissa Alanis Star Breya Annie Millie Taissa Butterfly Samantha Jolijn Clementine Harumi: Sending transmission!

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Greetings, friends and families… and enemies, of Valentine Z,

General Valentijn broadcasting on an open frequency. The Valentians need further orders from anyone, so long as that anyone is going to help us kick Megatron's ass, as well as to destroy Chaos-Bringer itself. We are currently left without orders for some time, while the war was still going on. With that said, we would pre-emptively be shooting at the Chaos-Bringer itself, in order to slow down its progress of devouring just about everything.

Someone, anyone, please, respond to us! We have been here for a while, and we would like to aid for the sake of survival!

Valentijn, out.


In the meantime, the men of 58 (excluding Valentijn and Clarissa) began shooting at the Chaos-Bringer. A few of them were still getting used to the controls, but the professionals like Gwen and Angeline were able to pull off amazing stunts and dives whilst shooting at their target, while others… suffer a little.

1st Sgt. Gustav Ernest Desmond Jefferson Canice Aldrick Žilvinas Alannis Skirgaila Ambraziejus: How do I shoot this freaking thing? I only have one hand, and that hand is a piece of string! Good thing there's an autopilot though.

3rd Warrant Officer Pinky Amelia Felicia Florence Katarina Mirjam Celine Tihan E Ruža Magovac: Err, voice command? Try to search for other means of manoeuvring it. I think they might have one!

Head Engineer Tiffany Violet Sunshine Charlotte Zelina Alessandra Jennesa D. Audrey Mariel Smiley: Hmm, nice weapon systems!

General Valentijn Coraline Maxwell "De Sierlijke Valkyrie" Angelus Delta Weston Tracey Mitchell Constantine: All right, transmission's done. Let's do this!

Surveillant Clarissa Alanis Star Breya Annie Millie Taissa Butterfly Samantha Jolijn Clementine Harumi: Woo-hoo! My little friends, beat the crap out of that tin can!

Fleet Admiral Augustine Lorenzo Terry Vinto Chevy Silas Walton Wesley Stuart Dalton Burton Miles: That's what I am talking about! Pure firepower!

Admiral Roman Marcus Anthony Genki Travis John Justin Clarkeson Johnny Darrius Mill. Anderson: Remember, do not run into it! That thing has a shield, so... don't dive into it.

Commodore Cheryl Rikka Catherine Emily Paulie Hermione Lauren Shermaine Rachel Evelyn Marian: Mate, this thing is huge! I doubt we can take it down!

Field Marshal Jacob Dalston Sullivan Kelvin Jamil Donald Taylor Xavier Ryman Øistein Håvard Axel: Haha, better than nothing! I'm pretty sure it will fall harder.

[The Alternian Imperium]

As Ulkava went and damaged the shieldling placed up, he has a ping throughout the psycomm systems in his Xeku. An attack drone was coming on by to flank, sensed out by an EWACzack. This leaves him with a bold idea, which he decides to take.

Using the extremely powerful boosters and agility of the Xeku, Ulkava rammed 4 beam sabers into the shielding, and decided to fire off all of his engines in an angle, going to turn around them both, to place the smaller mech in the path of them, making sure that they'll be hit with the payload if it hits. Meanwhile, his larger ranged weapons activate, and the 120mm machine gun and beam cannon take aim behind him with the last two sub arms, readying itself to fight while the others begin to ready up to fight the drone and to make sure the other mech is attacked if it tries escape.

Above that battlefield, Shroko looks on down from his flagship, crossing his arms. The two strange mechs had just fired quite a colossal attack at his fleet, but he knows there's nothing wrong with such. "All I-Fields ready. Make sure they know these caped cretins have played their game with the wrong foe."

As the attack struck the ships, mobile suits outside of the I-field barriers were definitley disintegrated, ships outside the formation are broken apart, while the barrier fuses with ones from other ships, combining into one large shielding to go against the attack.

[Ordocravia]

Greetings, friends and families… and enemies, of Valentine Z,

General Valentijn broadcasting on an open frequency. The Valentians need further orders from anyone, so long as that anyone is going to help us kick Megatron's ass, as well as to destroy Chaos-Bringer itself. We are currently left without orders for some time, while the war was still going on. With that said, we would pre-emptively be shooting at the Chaos-Bringer itself, in order to slow down its progress of devouring just about everything.

Someone, anyone, please, respond to us! We have been here for a while, and we would like to aid for the sake of survival!

Valentijn, out.

Three eyes laid upon the transcript of the message, two powerful entities within the Empire's Society, Lead figures of it at that; Spiderling Broodmother Alpha-1 and Supreme General Pegorpax M. Voxli, as they read through it again and Again the Broodmother spoke to the general

BroodMother Alpha-1"See, General? I told you boarding these ecto-dimensional organisms into our vessel was unwise... Now they turn on our ally and state in an open transmission from OUR ships what their course of action is, they Bactstabbed you and your pathetic Organic Mind was too incompetent to notice these Beings for the frauds they are."

Supreme General Pegorpax M. Voxli"Your soulless Intelligence chips and such are impossible to comprehend the capability of us 'organics' when something is true and when something is fake, A-1, this was merely a fault of miscommunication between us"

BroodMother Alpha-1"A 'miscommunication' that has a 23.9% chance of utterly destroying us! And my "Soulless Intelligence chips and such" still happen to be even more logical than you and your colleagues, and I thought I was designed to be inferior to your mindset..."

With that statement The Robotic Monstrosity slowly and ironically tilted it's head as it looked the General in the eyes

"I'd be quite concerned about my Mental Capabilities if I were you, general"


Supreme General Pegorpax M. Voxli"You should be saying that to those minions of yours, NOT me, need I remind you that nearly every single strategic decision the Council has taken has gone through me first?"

BroodMother Alpha-1"If we are to continue with this nonsense there is a 36.995% possibility of you coming out of this missing half of your Organs and me deactivated, so I am stopping this as is.
Now show me these magic little capabilities of your Organic mind and send a message to the Valentians"

The BroodMother just nodded to the control panel

Supreme General Pegorpax M. Voxli"Your Blatant threats mean nothing to me, A-1, but I will be contacting the Valentians"
He spoke under his breath;
"Why am I listening to a Bloody machine..."

And then he coughed and said

"Open Com-Link to Interceptors AẞGI-R 33 to AẞGI-R 102, Exclude AẞGI-R 34 to 37 and AẞGI-R 78 to 82"

Then A hologramic screen emerged and as The Broodmother backed off so that its compartments could not be heard, the General Spoke

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"Greetings, Valentians

The Evac is 56% complete and we'd like to congratulate you on your contribution to the cause this far... though we have noticed that just recently you sent out a transmission stating you'd like to end the existances of two beings: Megatron and Unicron

We send this to you to ask of you to NOT go ahead with this "plan" of yours and to stick to the original command,
We are here to [b]immobilize[/b] and [i]contain[/i] the Chaos Bringer, not end it, its value as a scientific object is too high for it to be simply destroyed... and secondly,
Megatron is our ally and you just sent out a transmission from one of [i]our[/i] ships, cut the signal off and state it as a "voice command malfunction" at once

Thank you for your time.

As he swiped the 'send' option and as he backed off he was met with the Broodmother's 'face' a breath's distance away from his, the Broodmother's Glowing red eye turned Pink and it played through it's databank a pre-recorded laugh track at the General, the general pushed the Broodmother's head to the side and said

"Go to hell"

As they both left the room

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MEANWHILE, ON THE DOOMSAYER BATTERY

The Juggernaut's jealousy after hearing the statement of unlimited ammo was audible, very audible indeed as he replied and said

"Unlimited ammo... wow... and uh, well, this baby is mainly for anti-land vehicle usage, really, If I wanted to kill something this would be enough"

He pulled a SMG looking contraption and said

"This here is a Semiauto PIP gun, zero ammo needed and fires an Electromagnetic plasmatic charge type of bolt, perfect really, also, regarding a statement of yours that annoyed me a little, I am no common footsoldier: I am an Imperial Juggernaut, we are literally walking tanks, how could you confuse me for lets say Nißovunus over there is beyond me"

He looked at a huge hallway and added

"Also, we've reached our destination, the hangar is just beyond that hallway, we will embark on the Freighters as soon as you are ready"

[Shwe Tu Colony]

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"Please help us! Dear God - we've been attacked by a technological creature who wants to destroy us all! We believe that he's with Unicron - I personally have heard them claim allegiance with the Chaos-Bringer! Please help us before he kills us all!"

Parfuhmerie's Store
By this point, an hour had passed & D'aillisioux had woken up, having pulled out a notebook & a pencil. Because of Psytine psychologists analyzing his mind as thoroughly as they could two years ago (admittedly, with some resistance during the scan on his part), it had been concluded that he bore terrible trauma & that the best solution would be art therapy. Consequently, he was given a pencil & notebook — & despite some initial hesitance on his part, as he was still distrustful of being left alone in a room with anyone — & sometimes spent hours at a time drawing. Of course, it looked awful at first, but after two years of doing it on a daily basis, even Jelloucroix smiled & complimented his work as best as he could.

How long ago those two years were! Two years of bonds, two years of resolve, two years of change... no, not change. Revolution! Those past two years had morphed D'aillisioux from a frightened, abused boy to someone a little better, & even if it was only a few meters, it felt like kilometers to him. He was no longer completely terrified in social situations, even if he still froze up & stammered. Previously, he would immediately flee from any attempt at conversation or one-on-one interaction, but now he had changed, & knew that there were brighter folk, people who would see him differently than those who had held him captive those years ago.

While D'aillisioux was drawing, he looked up for a brief moment & saw a curtain of water fall from the heavens onto his notebook, somehow not wetting him or the paper. Moments later, a woman with enormous monarch butterfly wings in an orange dress flew down, dropped a letter, & soared back up, somehow going through both D'aillisioux & Pâté Chaud rather than collide into them. While a bit stunned for a moment, the former of the two picked up the letter & turned around, trying to find the woman & maybe thank her. As fate would have it, though, he did not see the lady, but instead that dastardly "master" of his.

His breath was immediately taken away, & all he could do was stare in silence as everything else around that monster became blurrier, as though it was the only thing worthy of attention in that market. He was petrified in fear & could scarcely even breathe as — in a slow, menacing walk — the thing slowly made its way towards D'aillisioux. Each step radiated conceit, the sort of needless pride & revolting self-satisfaction one could get from a cruel rule over the weak. Each step, the boy thought, forced memories back into him & slowed the passage of time ever more. That menacing presence of it, however, hardly shrunk. Even near the mighty Shiranui & Bo'kan Ko'la, that fool believed itself to be far superior.

But each step brought it forward, into a future that D'aillisioux had built for himself. At the same time, each step was a step backwards, back into the boy's past. Its existence was both one foot into the past & the other into the future, trying to dredge up the memories of things long gone yet still deeply entrenched into the psyche of the boy. He desperately wanted to cry out, to cry for that personal dictator of his to stop, to halt their steps that wished to ruin his future & drag by his neck back into a past, a past that it clung onto with a shocking, monstrous devotion. It still marched forward, its movement unimpeded — it seemed that D'aillisioux was stuck in a waking nightmare, like a fit of sleep paralysis.

All he could do was watch its slow, methodical movement. D'aillisioux was certain that it was gloating beneath its mask, especially now that the boy was beginning to recover his breath, albeit as rapid, horrified hyperventilation. A burning sensation began to flood over him, & all he could do was watch. Watch as the world that he had constructed, the world of kindness, the world that showed him that there was more to life than being a "doll" — something that looked human, but was merely a plaything —would be momentarily destroyed by each step from one... demon. Even that was too generous of a term for what it did. Among the heroes of D'aillisioux's life, this thing, the boy felt, triumphed over all of their efforts. A decade versus two years. A decade of being demeaned, & two years of recovering from it.

Then, a moment that was eternal; a moment that reenacted the decade in full detail, with everything. All emotions, all actions, all regrets. They collided into a painful morass that forced its way into D'aillisioux & dared to remind him that, at his heart, he was made as not a person, but as an object. That gave him a moment of pause. What were his friends really after? He had never opened up to them about his past on the island of the Syhi, but he suspected that they could take a guess. Even if they didn't, he thought for a moment; were they out to use him like those on the island? If he asked them, a piece of evening thorcium might be enough to tell the truth, but if they so greatly believed that they had a right, there would be no use.

By this point, his master was now only a few feet away from D'aillisioux, & his steps inched him closer & closer. Its dreadful presence weakened its paralyzing curse on the boy only slightly, only enough to let him regain some control of his breath & allow him to cry, which he of course did. Rather than face him, the thing moved to the assassin's side & whispered in its ear, a sinister whisper that drained his energy. "Well, you have been quite well," its hot, metallic hand slowly grazed down the side of D'aillisioux's face before momentarily scratching at his chin, "How do they treat you? Well, I suppose, yes?" It quietly chuckled in extreme satisfaction, but for the assassin, it may well have been another blast of his presence.

"They don't quite like someone like you," it continued, again gently moving its hand down the boy's face, "You were never made for this sort of work in the first place. Never was, never will. You are only a burden to the whole guild, its most disappointing asset: you freeze when someone dares to grace your skin. Even the worst of them is an awful lot better. I at least gave you some use. As Richelieu had said, 'you are an assassin, of Parfuhmerie no less!' He may not be one himself, but I know him. He is a good man, & a good judge of character. If he says that a fellow is not good, that is no lie... quite unlike what you dream for. Even in your sleep, it is not achieved..."

Outside of D'aillisioux's Perception
Pâté Chaud waved his hand in front of D'aillisioux, who had been stuck in a trance for the last five minutes. "Uh... Deli? Y-you okay?" he asked, hoping to wake him up, "Hmm... got any ideas, Richelieu?" The bishop slammed his crook onto the floor, emitting a pulse of magical energy that concentrated itself onto the boy. "No good," Richelieu then said after getting no response from the doll before abruptly being knocked off of his feet by a shockwave centered around D'aillisioux, "Ah pardieu!" Moments later, tears began to flow out of the boy's eyes.

D'aillisioux
"You should not have left the island," the burning sensation escalated greatly, "In your pursuit of freedom, you forgot why you have been kept alive. In your selfish, vain pursuit, one that should not have happened. By leaving, you had made things worse for yourself. The work you had done was normalized, & you would not have gained any regrets if you had stayed. & yet, you moved onward. Towards... what?" Its presence loosened again, this time relinquishing enough control to let the boy simply collapse onto the floor. "Towards an uncertain future. For what reason? You had taken the risk of refuge elsewhere, somewhere where they would teach you to hate me. Perhaps it had been them who had made you this way? All I had done was act. What they did was make you think it was 'evil' & 'needing a cure to.'"

"So it seems that they are ultimately the villains. Nobody knows anything is evil until they are told — ignorance is bliss, as I'm sure Sekka will tell you if you ask him about Frederick Douglass. Still, maybe you should... ask the others something?" the master then swung his scythe over the boy's head.

Parfuhmerie's Store
D'aillisioux loudly inhaled as his perception reentered the real world before immediately collapsing onto the floor as a shivering, sobbing wreck. "Deli, you okay?" Pâté Chaud said, his voice soft. He instead got no response, although for a moment he did notice that the boy's eyes were darting everywhere, suspicious, & of course red from crying so much. "Deli?" D'aillisioux suddenly drew his sword & slashed the other in two. For a moment, his sobbing stopped as he processed what he had done, but it resumed again. "Richelieu, could you deliver this letter that he got?" the bishop nodded & opened a portal to the Emerald Manor, dropping the letter inside.

As cautiously as he could & with as much of a soothing presence as he could muster, Pâté Chaud approached his fellow assassin, pulling out a guitar from nowhere. "Uh," Richelieu, having not interacted much with some of his more zany counterparts & was consequently not used to the constant "reach behind your back & whip out an item" gimmick that they all seemed to employ, "How are y—"
"Quiet, I gotta solve this," Pâté Chaud began to play the guitar & softly sing in English in D'aillisioux's direction, trying to calm him down. As he continued to sing, he could tell that the boy was slowly recovering from his tearful stupor, as had been the case numerous times prior. Whenever the boy began to break down, Pâté Chaud found that this particular song resonated to an extreme degree with him, being able to quickly revive spirits & also cause him to cry a little easier.

Emerald Manor
While filling out some paperwork, as he was almost always doing, a portal opened above him & dropped a letter on his head in comedic fashion. From sheer surprise, the assassin visibly dipped his head down. "Ah, what the heck?" he said to himself, "Oh, a letter." He opened it & read its contents. "Very interesting... this will need some investigation." He pulled out his communications crystal & gazed into it, sending the message that, "D'aillisioux should go investigate, alongside a drone. We need to learn more about his abilities, & I put faith in him being able to pull this off."

"Unfortunately," began Pâté Chaud's reply, "He's not responsive. Something happened & put him in a trance. He's currently crying on the floor of the store, & also slashed me in two. I think he remembered or saw something that reminded him too much of... whatever happened in his past. It's a terrible tantrum, sir, I'm doubtful that even a Psytrine or Notburga could cure it."
"Not good," Sekka's next message said, "Tell him when he snaps out of it, if he does."

SLASH

Field of Battle: The Arc
The antimatter cannons worked well — or at least, that's what it looked like. All of the aimed shots were lucky, & hit the poor fellow well, causing the colors in its hand to stop & even taking out a number of chains that had momentarily materialized. Surprisingly, the beast still seemed alive, albeit with its armor & clothing destroyed & its body becoming covered in such an enormous sum of wounds that it now seemed to be surrounded in a thick fog of the nebula that was growing larger by the minute. Fortunately, the emerald emitted its curative pulse, which removed the cloud before it could grow too large & also exposed the beast's skin, which was a sickly, metallic grey surrounded by open wounds glowing a sinister purple. In fact, the emerald began to fire out these pulses rapidly, preventing any nebula from even coming out of the creature's wounds.

Moments later, the electro mesh prison would probably be deployed & successfully cover the beast, which naturally began to swing madly at its prison with its hatchet & roar in fury. Additional chains fell from somewhere above, somehow bypassed the shield & prison, & looped themselves around the beast's neck, which snapped upwards before moving itself back into its normal position. Afterwards, the chains vanished & sprouted themselves out of its back, visibly bursting from the skin & tearing its back open with enough force that a few pieces of it flew upwards, only to fall back down onto the beast. By now, a gravity field spontaneously developed around Ba'rula, & was slowly dragging everything in a mile radius towards it, albeit with minute effect. Still, the gravity was present.

Once more, the monster's head suddenly threw itself upwards while its hand glowed the previous myriad of colors, which it immediately brought down on the electro mesh prison in an attempt to break it with magical energy, which was at its root a bunch of electrons akin to electricity combined with an equally large amount of force & enchanted with the aspects of the natural world. In the case of this spell, the prison would have slash marks appear over it & be struck with several dozen hits of all types of magical energy that could damage it as well as physical force, likely shattering it from the colossal amount of force in the attack. After doing this, one of the chains detached from its back & retreated back to the space above, abruptly vanishing once it could no longer be seen by anyone, although with the time it was taking, one could fire at it.

Any sensors would detect an enormous amount of energy that was in fact still connected & being sent to Ba'rula in that chain. It seemed reasonable that successfully damaging it would severely wound the beast, & with the many chains that continued to pump energy to Ba'rula & momentarily materialized when he was damaged, perhaps it would be best to hit him with a set of cannons & unleash another volley on the chains, timing it so that the latter set would pierce the bounds. What would happen after breaking the chains would be a good question, but it was an option. Considering the sheer power it contained in its attack, perhaps those chains were how it was pulling off such mighty spells. In fact — assuming that the prison broke — the beast's hand glowed another hundred colors, which it struck the shield with, hitting it with the several dozen hits of damage once more. If it was still in the prison, it would instead cast this spell on it instead.

[Wentera]

The Mythical Technocracy of Wentera
-At the Hell-Patch site-
The tank shells slammed straight into the Warlord and they ripped through the metal. It spun around while going down and opened fire with its machine guns. One of its legs were entirely shot off and it activated a magnet to lift up one of the tank shells. The tank shell launched weakly at one of the tanks. It then crashed down and the light went out in its eyes.

-Acting Commander Alex Mason-
“The Autobots? They fought off the Decepticons from destroying Earth a while ago. Wentera is aligned with them to destroy Unicron.” A ding then came from his armor. He looked at this arm and said, “Something’s wrong. I need to get back to my ship NOW.” He then turned around and started running towards the exit.

-John Relay’s Flagship-
John Relay thought he was going to die, he looked at the antimatter ammunition and closed his eyes. A minute later ammunition collided with his ship but not as much as expected. He looked up and he saw the ships that blocked most of the antimatter. He typed out a message to them saying,

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Thank you. We owe you one.

He then warped six Railcraft to help the ships attacking the Decepticon dreadnought and they shot their energy at the dreadnought. Meanwhile John Relay and the rest of his fleet flew towards Galvatron’s ship and they opened fire on his ship.

[The Remnant Axis]

Greetings, friends and families… and enemies, of Valentine Z,

General Valentijn broadcasting on an open frequency. The Valentians need further orders from anyone, so long as that anyone is going to help us kick Megatron's ass, as well as to destroy Chaos-Bringer itself. We are currently left without orders for some time, while the war was still going on. With that said, we would pre-emptively be shooting at the Chaos-Bringer itself, in order to slow down its progress of devouring just about everything.

Someone, anyone, please, respond to us! We have been here for a while, and we would like to aid for the sake of survival!

Valentijn, out.

Three eyes laid upon the transcript of the message, two powerful entities within the Empire's Society, Lead figures of it at that; Spiderling Broodmother Alpha-1 and Supreme General Pegorpax M. Voxli, as they read through it again and Again the Broodmother spoke to the general

BroodMother Alpha-1"See, General? I told you boarding these ecto-dimensional organisms into our vessel was unwise... Now they turn on our ally and state in an open transmission from OUR ships what their course of action is, they Bactstabbed you and your pathetic Organic Mind was too incompetent to notice these Beings for the frauds they are."

Supreme General Pegorpax M. Voxli"Your soulless Intelligence chips and such are impossible to comprehend the capability of us 'organics' when something is true and when something is fake, A-1, this was merely a fault of miscommunication between us"

BroodMother Alpha-1"A 'miscommunication' that has a 23.9% chance of utterly destroying us! And my "Soulless Intelligence chips and such" still happen to be even more logical than you and your colleagues, and I thought I was designed to be inferior to your mindset..."

With that statement The Robotic Monstrosity slowly and ironically tilted it's head as it looked the General in the eyes

"I'd be quite concerned about my Mental Capabilities if I were you, general"


Supreme General Pegorpax M. Voxli"You should be saying that to those minions of yours, NOT me, need I remind you that nearly every single strategic decision the Council has taken has gone through me first?"

BroodMother Alpha-1"If we are to continue with this nonsense there is a 36.995% possibility of you coming out of this missing half of your Organs and me deactivated, so I am stopping this as is.
Now show me these magic little capabilities of your Organic mind and send a message to the Valentians"

The BroodMother just nodded to the control panel

Supreme General Pegorpax M. Voxli"Your Blatant threats mean nothing to me, A-1, but I will be contacting the Valentians"
He spoke under his breath;
"Why am I listening to a Bloody machine..."

And then he coughed and said

"Open Com-Link to Interceptors AẞGI-R 33 to AẞGI-R 102, Exclude AẞGI-R 34 to 37 and AẞGI-R 78 to 82"

Then A hologramic screen emerged and as The Broodmother backed off so that its compartments could not be heard, the General Spoke

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"Greetings, Valentians

The Evac is 56% complete and we'd like to congratulate you on your contribution to the cause this far... though we have noticed that just recently you sent out a transmission stating you'd like to end the existances of two beings: Megatron and Unicron

We send this to you to ask of you to NOT go ahead with this "plan" of yours and to stick to the original command,
We are here to [b]immobilize[/b] and [i]contain[/i] the Chaos Bringer, not end it, its value as a scientific object is too high for it to be simply destroyed... and secondly,
Megatron is our ally and you just sent out a transmission from one of [i]our[/i] ships, cut the signal off and state it as a "voice command malfunction" at once

Thank you for your time.

As he swiped the 'send' option and as he backed off he was met with the Broodmother's 'face' a breath's distance away from his, the Broodmother's Glowing red eye turned Pink and it played through it's databank a pre-recorded laugh track at the General, the general pushed the Broodmother's head to the side and said

"Go to hell"

As they both left the room

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MEANWHILE, ON THE DOOMSAYER BATTERY

The Juggernaut's jealousy after hearing the statement of unlimited ammo was audible, very audible indeed as he replied and said

"Unlimited ammo... wow... and uh, well, this baby is mainly for anti-land vehicle usage, really, If I wanted to kill something this would be enough"

He pulled a SMG looking contraption and said

"This here is a Semiauto PIP gun, zero ammo needed and fires an Electromagnetic plasmatic charge type of bolt, perfect really, also, regarding a statement of yours that annoyed me a little, I am no common footsoldier: I am an Imperial Juggernaut, we are literally walking tanks, how could you confuse me for lets say Nißovunus over there is beyond me"

He looked at a huge hallway and added

"Also, we've reached our destination, the hangar is just beyond that hallway, we will embark on the Freighters as soon as you are ready"

"Well, as lead of this group here, I believe we're all ready for the deployment. No other reason to be here for now, else there's something else to do here..." Watts looked on about the other four, as none of them rejected the idea of moving onward to the freighters, Adam and his group actually moving on ahead, as Watts went and followed along.

And thus, they waited patiently, soon to be brought wherever they were to be sent to. "Let's just hope that wherever we go, the rest of us are there..."

[Demirestad]

Watching from within the tank the commander watched as the shots tore through the robot, bringing it down, "DIRECT HIT! Good aim men!" He said into his mic, he then noticed one of the shells was launched back at them, but it didn't have enough momentum to reach the tanks as the driver backed away from the stray shell. "Bring us in towards the robot." The commander told the driver, moving them closer to the site, the Commander then opened up the hatch and stood up peering out of the tank, "The cavalry has arrived!" He yelled out to the Wenteren soldiers, almost boastfully.

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The men inside the Wenteren ship waited, then they heard a blast and an explosion, "They are here! I can recognize that blast from anywhere, that was one of our tanks." The officer exclaimed evoking a cheer from the other men.

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"Thank you for clarifying, I am sure you have your men to attend to. I have my own matters to attend to now." Kalder Salzerhove said, shaking Alex Mason's hand then making his way to the broadcasting room to prepare to address the nation, thinking to himself on how he should inform the population of his country. While leaving he told the officer outside the room that Mason needed to get to his ship and told him to stay with him, "Under stood Kalder Salzerhove. I will get his rifle from the guards office on the way out." he was then dismissed, making his way to the security office to retrieve Alex Mason's Rifle and meet him at the helicopter which still idled outside.

[Pax Cybertronian]

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Galvatron shook Cinder's ghastly hand in return. It was weird and strangely eerie, shaking the hand of an organic, even if the projection resembled his own robotic hand. Decepticon doctrine had ensured that shaking the hand of an organic lifeform impurified a robot - but, at least, Galvatron had the excuse of solidifying an alliance that benefitted the Decepticons.

"I am Galvatron, one of the Decepticons' strongest generals," Galvatron boasted. "I have the same body-shell as Megatron himself, destroyer of worlds! We'll aid you with any resources we can pool together; whether that's our firepower or our soldiers. We've been fighting the Autobots for millions of years now, and they want to destroy Unicron. Your Salem wants to study it, and we want to use it as a vessel to conquer the Universe. Megatron also wants to siphon some of Unicron's dark energon to transform himself into a god, but he has said he's waiting to control him first. Since you and I share similar ideals, we'll make prosperous allies."

Galvatron saw Cinder's entourage talking amongst themselves. "Who are your entourage? I suppose they're your underlings?"

Before anyone could continue their conversation, Galvatron heard several of the Wenterans' blasts hit the shield, which was heard throughout the ship, or at least where Galvatron and Cinder's minions were standing.

"Hold that thought. Tell me while we're readying for battle," Galvatron said. He then pressed raised two digits to his head, communicating with the Decepticons on the bridge through the mainframe. "Strengthen the shields of the Victory and prepare all troops for battle. Fail me, and I'll tear your heads off and crush your sparks!"

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An Autobot vessel lurked on the moon, observing the battle on Mars. It was a strange sight: it had remained far away from the rest of the fleet, ignoring any orders sent to it, no matter how urgent. Prowl had sent a few Autobots to investigate, but they were slew in the midst of battle in the vessel before they could relay the results to Prowl. Those who looked deeper into said vessel would discover that the inhabitants were a group of Decepticons known as the Warriorcons: brutal Decepticon bounty hunters who were forged on Earth during the Terran Conflict. They had intercepted the Valentians's message: they requested 'further orders from anyone' to 'help [them] kick Megatron's ass' and 'destroy [the] Chaos-Bringer itself'.

A yellow, green and blue robot known as Warhead, the commander of the Warriorcons, turned off the transmitter and cackled out loud to his crew members. His build was similar to Onslaught, the commander of the Combaticon Battalion.

"Bahahaha!" Warhead cackled. "Did ya hear them! They want orders for their survival! This is a perfect opportunity for us to show them all what for! They want to beat us, so we'll lure them here and wipe them all out!"

"Yes," Spitback, a Predacon who transformed into a Cobracon, hissed, "but it would be most opportune to lure them here using the Autobot vessel we hijacked. We didn't buy it off Swindle for no reason, you know."

"Aye, Spitback, but can't we go on Earth and kick shit up on the land first," a large grey and black brute called Bruteforce asked. "I've been sitting here rustin' my aft off for Primus knows how long. I'm itchin' to get into another fight."

"Once we've done this, Bruteforce," Warhead said.

"But won't it be dishonourable to slaughter the humans now? We must do the honourable thing and fight the warriors in our admist," a Decepticon well-versed in the teachings of Metallikato. "It is the true Decepticon way."

"I don't care, Dreadback; I just wanna fight somethin'!" Bruteforce roared, banging on a table.

"And you will if you stop distracting me!" Crackbite snapped, a Predacon who transformed into an Alligaticon, typing on a computer located on the side of the vessel.

"Ah, shut up, you nerd," Bruteforce roared. "You wouldn't know true combat if it hit you on the noggin!"

"Enough!" Warhead commanded. "Infighting will only distract us from the enemy! Now, Crackbite, you know what to do!"

Crackbite nodded and began to type out a message that would be sent to the Valentian warship, reading:

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"You'll just get yourself eaten up by Unicron if you fight him in the open! Either that or you'll get blown up by a Herald! Come over here and we'll plan our next move together! We're on the Earth's moon inside an Autobot vessel. Don't worry, you'll be safe here! We're the Autobots; we're the good 'bots!"

Crackbite sent the message and turned to a green 'con who was roughly the size of Starscream and had a similar body-shell to him. "Go and make sure that we're sending Autobot signals to their fleet."

"Ugh, I had to listen to you lot go off on one at each other for half the time we were here," Tidalstorm groaned. "You don't understand me, guys; I like it quiet when I'm sniping Autobots from a far distance!"

"Yeah, well, at least we're some young ass hippy who keeps himself locked in a room snipin' at pictures on the wall," Bruteforce guffawed, accidentally knocking over a wine glass on a table.

"Fuck you!" Tidalstorm snarled while Bruteforce cackled, uploading Autobot codes into the mainframe. "I don't want to have to listen to your shitty snipes at me! I've got better things to do than be around you idiots all day!"

"Like what?" Bruteforce retorted smugly.

Before Tidalstorm could go on a tangent about how he was a graduate of the High Tarnian Academy, one of Cybertron's most prestigious Decepticon training academies, Warhead intervened. "Silence, both of you! I'm not listening to you two rant for the rest of the cycles we're here! You'll give us all away! Crackbite, send the message to them! Hammerthrow and his Thrashriders or whatever he calls them will be here soon. Bruteforce, make sure the Autobot corpses are hidden in the brig!"

"Aye," Bruteforce responded, and he began to load the corpses of seven Autobots that had ambushed the vessel a few cycles ago after it became clear to them that it had been hijacked.

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Noticing the arrival of the Arkeyanan fleet and, subsequently, the deployment of a mass of Arkeyanan fighters, the Decepticons retaliated with an armada of one thousand Decepticon fighters, all prepared with heavy weaponry. Dogfights rippled throughout the galaxy, frustrating the Decepticons. The Decepticon dreadnought increased the power of its shields and unleashed several battleships crewed by at least five Decepticons each. Those battleships would provide cover for both the dreadnought and any of the frigates engaged in dogfights. The six Railcraft fired energy at the dreadnought, forcing it to raise its shield at maximum power, causing the shield to begin to fizzle. The dreadnought would then retaliate by firing several antimatter blasts at each one of the Railcrafts.

Galvatron was infuriated by the arrival of the Arkeyanan fleet. They were about to wipe out the Wenteran fleet, and the Arkeyanans intercepted it and prevented them from winning that battle. Haigon had also refused to accept his request for an alliance, which he responded with:

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"This is a mistake you'll soon come to regret, organics. An alliance between us would benefit us both: we both oppose democracy, and who's to say the Autobots won't simply just intervene in your nation's affairs and try to force you to become a democracy? To defend such a puny and simple race such as humanity is mere arrogance."

But then, he realized that he potentially possessed huge weapons that could push the tide if the rumours about Remnant the Decepticons heard of were true.

"So... what can you do to those ships?" Galvatron inquired to Cinder.

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To the Autobots' luck, the electro mesh prison had wrapped itself around Ba'rula, causing the beast to start to roar in fury and swing its hatchet wildly at the prison. Then, a myriad of colours glowed from the beast's hand, bringing down an immense amount of force. Slash marks appeared on the prison and the prison was struck with dozens of hits of all types of magical energy alongside physical exertion, shocking some of the Autobots inside. It seemed that it would require another strategy to take him down before he entered the Ark. Suddenly, Prowl noticed that chains were wrapping around Ba'rula; he believed that it wasn't too much of a stretch to assume that there was some sort of causal link between the chains and Ba'rula's powerful magic.

If they could shatter the chains, maybe - just maybe - they could weaken the beast. But Prowl believed that he would have to take into account the possibility that the beast would simply sprout more chains from its back and be enraged further.

"Got any more ideas?" Bulkhead, a large green Autobot Wrecker, asked Prowl.

"The electro mesh prison's been destroyed," Prowl responded, "so we'll fire more antimatter blasts at it. This time, aim for the chains. If we're lucky, that should heavily damage them. Hopefully, it should sufficiently weaken the bastard so that he can't break through the next electro mesh prison we throw at him."

"Roger that," he responded, and the Ark's cannons would fire concentrated blasts of antimatter, aiming at the chains that wrapped itself around Ba'rula. They just needed a bit more time to ready Pious Maximus' battalion just in case ; the shield was beginning to fizzle out. It was at 50% and falling - Ba'rula's hatchet was beginning to destroy the shield, endangering the lives of the Autobots inside.

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Meanwhile, on Earth, the Autobots continued to fight the Alternians on Earth. The Autobots noticed that the I-Fields had arrived on Earth to aid Ulkava's mechs in battle. The Autobots continued their advance and proceeded to land on the ground. Several of the Autobots' ships also docked on the ground, and the mechs inside jumped out and opened fire on the cultists from the ground. They didn't know where they were, but they sure as hell were determined to stop the Cultists from wreaking havoc on the Earth.

A large, greyish Autobot known as Commander Ironfield then shouted to several Autobots nearby him. "I've just seen some more mechs come down! Help Cinderella and her friend fight them off! I want as little people dying as possible!"

The crew of around six Autobots nodded and flew over to Cinderella, proceeding to fight any of the Alternian mechs near them.

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Unicron began to close in on Mars. By now, he was ready to begin consuming its moons. The Fardhine fleet was getting close, and they just needed to get a good opening, and to get closer to Unicron. Unicron was suffering from firepower by all sides, but they didn't do any noticeable damage to Unicron.

Finally, Unicron's maw opened and it began to consume Deimos for its first appetizer before its main course.

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Foster sent a message back to Galvatron.

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Fool. What you don't realize is that we may come from different worlds, but both the Haigonians and the inhabitants of Earth are humans. We don't know how it happened, but as long as they remain human, we will protect them until they can join the galactic community as an ally. Our ideologies may differ, but our species do not. As for the Autobots, they merely are a group we can ally ourselves with to destroy this enemy. After all, we don't want some single-galaxy civilization gaining the ability to destroy our nation and universe.

As he sent the message, he received an alert. Unicron has begun his consumption of Mars and its moons. His gaze drifted over to a single button, that was connected to a single device, that had one very specific target. No, he thought. It is not time yet.

[A m e n r i a]

The military command at Amenria's home universe received the Valentinian leader's transmission. The Heavenly General replied to it.

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Greetings, foreign leader. I am Heavenly General Li. Both Megatron and Unicron are threats to countless, innocent lives. Should you choose to fight for what's right, heed the Autobots' words. We'll send someone to cover you just in case. God willing, we can destroy those shameful excuses to autocracy and put an end to their nonsense.

High in the sky, one of Cinderella's mechs, Annie struggled to hold its own against Ulkava. The latter pushed the Amenrian machine with the help of thrusters, pushing the superheroine's mecha several metres. Behind it, Prince Charming started to unload its missile pods at the enemy, launching napalm missiles.

[Valentine Z]

Ensign Raymond Ivan Tyler Frederick Marcel Daniel Mahora Tereiti Anton Zaire Lawrence I Kenneth: Hit it with everything you guys got. In other words, just hit it with the cannons that all of us have.

Trade Representative Charmaine Marissa Hannah Katherine Vivian Hadriane Gwyneth Melny Teresa: This thing seems to be indestructible. Whatever I am shooting and firing at him is just doing surface scratches.

Commander Michelle Karen Kassandra Zann Harley Iliana Breya A Valérie Vítková Breanna Shirley: Well, that would explain why everyone in this side of the galaxy was attacking it. Even our collective firepower couldn't match it.

This rather one-sided firefight lasted for a good 20 minutes or so. All this time, the 60 men were trying their best to fire their ships' cannons at the Chaos Bringer, but everything that they have threw at it has only caused surface scratches.

Sgt. Maj. Nicholas Carlos Devin M. Jeremy Ned Jovan Yogarasa Varuni Chanda Seth Satavelekar: I admit, this is getting tiresome and pointless. Without being able to use our powers, we are limited to this ship's capabilities.

Surveillant Clarissa Alanis Star Breya Annie Millie Taissa Butterfly Coraline Jolijn V. Clementine Harumi: Guys, I got another message! I will transmit to all of us! It reads:

Greetings, Valentians

The Evac is 56% complete and we'd like to congratulate you on your contribution to the cause this far... though we have noticed that just recently you sent out a transmission stating you'd like to end the existances of two beings: Megatron and Unicron

We send this to you to ask of you to NOT go ahead with this "plan" of yours and to stick to the original command,
We are here to immobilize and contain the Chaos Bringer, not end it, its value as a scientific object is too high for it to be simply destroyed... and secondly,
Megatron is our ally and you just sent out a transmission from one of our ships, cut the signal off and state it as a "voice command malfunction" at once

Thank you for your time.

Field Marshal Jacob Dalston Sullivan Kelvin Jamil Donald Taylor Xavier Ryman Øistein Håvard Axel: Ahh, what a load of crap!

Commodore Cheryl Rikka Catherine Emily Paulie Hermione Lauren Shermaine Rachel Evelyn Marian: We are NOT that stupid and naïve, no matter how pacifist. We know they threatened Val, Gwen, Clarissa, and the rest of us! Megatron is our mutual ally?!

Fleet Admiral Augustine Lorenzo Terry Vinto Chevy Silas Walton Wesley Stuart Dalton Burton Miles: I call bullshit on this. Wait… scientific value?

Admiral Roman Marcus Anthony Genki Travis John Justin Clarkeson Johnny Darrius Mill. Anderson: I have a bad feeling that by science, they wanted to use this machine for their own good. They might reverse-engineer Chaos Bringer, and…

Head Engineer Tiffany Violet Sunshine Charlotte Zelina Alessandra Jennesa D. Audrey Mariel Smiley: And they along with Megatron can take the rightful place as the rulers of this universe! Or multiverse!

2nd Lt. Robert Calvin Osbaldo Patrick Stanley Bartev Atam Vanagan Gogbashian Jett Lawerence: I knew it! Dastardly slimeballs, man. I should have seen this coming from a mile away.

Commander Michelle Karen Kassandra Zann Harley Iliana Breya A Valérie Vítková Breanna Shirley: Ultimately, it's up to Val to decide for now. Valentijn, what do you think?

General Valentijn Samantha Maxwell “De Sierlijke Valkyrie” Angelus Delta Weston Tracey Mitchell Constantine: Technically, what we just did was fine by their standards. It was simply that they did not want us to destroy it. By contain, they mean injure it, but we have not been doing that so much either, so… all is well on that part. Now, about that transmission I just sent. Voice command malfunction, but how? I am not a good liar! The way I just phrased and said that was… out of line.

Lead Ambassador Germaine Moira “Mercy” Sylvia Angelina Zoe Sophia Jen Alanna Hailie Constance: Well, I suppose an apology is in good idea.

Chief Aviator Gwen Tracer Hepburn Ellen Trixie Foxworthy Avril Celinda Sammy W. Lindall Leslie Allison: [Very audible groan] I am not going to apologise to that wanker. He threatened us first!

Foresittend Marcus Alan Arielian Maximillian Swifty Felix Prometheus N. Lynx Artyom Haydn Reynolds: But Gwen, we have to remember that there're just 60 of us! If our relationships with them turned sour, there's no one else on this world. We have to pack up, go back to our Earth, and think about how to protect that.

Chief Aviator Gwen Tracer Hepburn Ellen Trixie Foxworthy Avril Celinda Sammy W. Lindall Leslie Allison: Well, I see your reasoning, but still… Val?

General Valentijn Samantha Maxwell “De Sierlijke Valkyrie” Angelus Delta Weston Tracey Mitchell Constantine: Well, just an apology, so… I will go with it. Clarissa, please begin transmitting.

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Greetings friends and enemies of Valentine Z,

On behalf of the Valentians, I, Gen. Valentijn, would like to apologise for miscommunication. We will NOT harm Megatron in any way, and we will stick to our original plan of trying to contain the Chaos Bringer.

Over and Out.


General Valentijn Samantha Maxwell “De Sierlijke Valkyrie” Angelus Delta Weston Tracey Mitchell Constantine: That will make them happy for a while. But this is our only course of action as of now.

And again, another 15-20 minutes of firefight ensued against the Chaos Bringer. The damage was there, but it still was not enough for it to be contained. They cannot damage it too much, but at the same time, they could not inflict a decent amount. Valentians are most certainly running out of options.

General Valentijn Samantha Maxwell “De Sierlijke Valkyrie” Angelus Delta Weston Tracey Mitchell Constantine: I can't believe this shit. This tin can wanted us dead and somehow we have to work FOR them? I know Ordocravians and we are allies, but that made Megatron and the rest our mutual allies. Most regrettable.

Vice Foresittend Jolyn Maxine Caulfield Marlene Wendy Lucille Lapis Jill ł Athena Vasilisa Helen Ceeta: After this war is over, maybe we can… ahem ahem, assassinate the moron? Or at least sabotage his technology, that works too.

General Valentijn Samantha Maxwell “De Sierlijke Valkyrie” Angelus Delta Weston Tracey Mitchell Constantine: Maybe in due time.

Surveillant Clarissa Alanis Star Breya Annie Millie Taissa Butterfly Coraline Jolijn V. Clementine Harumi: Ooh, hi! I hope I'm not interrupting you all, but… another transmission!

Mst. Cpl. Chloe Lucy Jeanna Tammie Taylor Erin Beliah Mariah Pharad Ta-roten-sekhet Sabbagh: I swear she's happy all the time!

Colonel Adrian Dominic Markus Austin Manuel Ridley Lùcas MacIomhair Aindreas Dannon Trenton: Heh, you'll get used to it.

"You'll just get yourself eaten up by Unicron if you fight him in the open! Either that or you'll get blown up by a Herald! Come over here and we'll plan our next move together! We're on the Earth's moon inside an Autobot vessel. Don't worry, you'll be safe here! We're the Autobots; we're the good 'bots!"

2nd Com. Dawn Carissa Beatrice Amanda Sammi Astriella Charliane Marie Schlechter Vixie Trina: Hmm… tsk… no.

3rd Com. Colleen Selina Heather Lizzie Dimity Andrina Natalie Zakiti Adelaida Codorniu Sx. Tessa: But why?

Head Aviator Hayes Trevon Leon Sergio Omarion Kirk William S. Aiden Baxton Dennis Victor Gerrick: Call it a hunch, but… no one really identify themselves! Shouldn't there be like an Optimus Prime or someone announcing that "Greetings, this is Optimus" ?

Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance: But what other reasons do we have NOT to believe them? Maybe it was a message sent urgently!

Marshal Benjamin Donnie Derrick Taylor Andrew A. Sidney Greyson Donovan Ó Fiannaidhe Timothy: Well, now when there are Autobots, you people didn't trust them! This is maddening now, I swear.

Mst. Sgt. Ariel Naomi Diamond Maria Destini Tierra Alita Candace Xin. Melati Ratna Kartawijaya: Yeah, I think we should simply give them a chance, no? I mean, we Valentians like to say that we accept others and stuff.

Chief Technician Jared Kevin Jensen Benedict Angus Markeith Steven Maurice Mel J Miller Clement: But this is the middle of a war! Anyone could have a grudge on us and shoot us in the back!

1st Cpt. Angela Stella Trista Josephine Natalie R. Bethany Melissa Valeska Allyson Tan Fang Ling: Wait… what's a Herald?

3rd Warrant Officer Pinky Amelia Felicia Florence Katarina Mirjam Celine Tihan E Ruža Magovac: Beats me! I have no idea.

4th Warrant Officer Genevieve Meredith Amy Sadie Rachelle Marhabbat Talshin Winter Nurlanov: Blast these peo- robots, and their termologies!

1st Warrant Officer Stanley Walton Orion Mako I Donovanna Annison Mikel Hiamovi Cheasequah: But… look at it! It's been sent by an Autobot! The signal is clear as day and night!

4th Lt. Leonard Clinton Tyrell Clement Danny Yusef Stiaan Heinrich Jonathan Erco Van Der Linde: I'm still having a bad feeling about this. Call it paranoia.

Chief Aviator Gwen Tracer Hepburn Ellen Trixie Foxworthy Avril Celinda Sammy W. Lindall Leslie Allison: You know, I could use my time powers to just prevent this whole fluff from happening!

General Valentijn Samantha Maxwell “De Sierlijke Valkyrie” Angelus Delta Weston Tracey Mitchell Constantine: Err, might cause a paradox. I know we broke so many realities before, but it's starting to show its danger. Tell you what guys, I along with nine others will go and give these Autobots a visit. Clarissa, please take care of the rest of the Valentians and make sure they are all safe! And of course, keep giving pressure on that Chaos Bringer!

With that, Valentijn has chosen 9 of his people to go along with him and meet the Autobots, while the other 50 will still be doing the same thing as before.

The 10 people visiting the Autobots being:

General Valentijn Samantha Maxwell “De Sierlijke Valkyrie” Angelus Delta Weston Tracey Mitchell Constantine
Chief Aviator Gwen Tracer Hepburn Ellen Trixie Foxworthy Avril Celinda Sammy W. Lindall Leslie Allison
Foresittend Marcus Alan Arielian Maximillian Swifty Felix Prometheus N. Lynx Artyom Haydn Reynolds
Vice Foresittend Jolyn Maxine Caulfield Marlene Wendy Lucille Lapis Jill ł Athena Vasilisa Helen Ceeta
Head Secretary Jamie Izabella Maxie Clara Pernella Ellie Marie Valerie Ruby Æstriðr F. Millicent Eirian
Chief Senator Shannon Gwendolyn Annette Melissa Liliah Nelie G. Tammie Elizabeth Jennifier Wanda
Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance
Lead Ambassador Germaine Moira “Mercy” Sylvia Angelina Zoe Sophia Jen Alanna Hailie Constance
Head Diplomat Charlene Jeannie Natalia Adeline Marceline Celestie Christine Irell Myong Suh-Hyung
Head Engineer Tiffany Violet Sunshine Charlotte Zelina Alessandra Jennesa D. Audrey Mariel Smiley

The rest of them transferred over to Valentijn's ship, leaving other 9 ships to be idle and auto-pilot around until they come back.

Lead Ambassador Germaine Moira “Mercy” Sylvia Angelina Zoe Sophia Jen Alanna Hailie Constance: I think I got the bends from that short space walk!

Head Secretary Jamie Izabella Maxie Clara Pernella Ellie Marie Valerie Ruby Æstriðr F. Millicent Eirian: Right? My friend, it was certainly an unpleasant one, but we must find these Autobots and see their very nature. For all we have known, they might have posed as someone else.

Chief Aviator Gwen Tracer Hepburn Ellen Trixie Foxworthy Avril Celinda Sammy W. Lindall Leslie Allison: Ooh, I have a rather bad feeling about this, though. I hope for our sake nothing goes wrong!

General Valentijn Samantha Maxwell “De Sierlijke Valkyrie” Angelus Delta Weston Tracey Mitchell Constantine: Don't worry, all of us on one ship. It will be fine!

They cautiously made their way to the Moon. Gwen was on the edge, reading off from the radar every few seconds.