Solarburn's Adventure [Com]

        If there was anything better than warm breezes carrying the scent of vegetation, Solarburn had certainly never found it. Endless greenery and shrubbery held before her delicate blue eyes as she viewed her world from the tall canopy of tree. Always searching and allowing the tranquil place she’d grown up upon to hone into all of her sense. It was the sort of peaceful beauty some could only dream of that she got to experience daily on her planet.
        The flora and fauna shifted around the techno organic from her graceful movements that seemed to flow eerily with the world around her. She fit in here; had learned the way that the world changed and how the land moved enough to follow its natural patterns; and just to pride herself, she waited until the air currents moved just right to be able to leap from the tallest overseeing tree; slipping past countless branches and large leaves as big as she was that were moving with the wind.
        Solarburn’s hands reached out with a snap of her wrist and grasped a branch only a few yards from the earthy forest floor. Her entire form wriggled in the air with pleasure; sending a dark shadow upon the dirt that appeared to dance. She appeared to be more of a bright, pale green silhouette this far from the nearest stars warming rays.
        Humming pleasantly in a sing-song voice much like a fluttering, eager bird; the techno organic dropped to the forest floor on the tips of her toes. She twirled, allowing the freedom of the silence to cascade over her like a tidal wave. As she spun her form, the nearby animals grew entranced by the orange petals that ringed around her waist and down her side.
        Thoroughly pleased with her entrance amongst friends, Solarburn reached out; her spindly nimble fingers touching the creatures lightly as they neared her. The metallic like antlers of a deer-like creature brushing along one of her hands while her other hand was being slobbered on by a wolf as big as an elephant.
        Home. Warmth spread through the techno organic as her eyes brightened in contrast to the surrounding darkness; turning into small slits of pleasure. She loved the simplicity of nature and all of its creatures. These were her friends; her family. She’d gladly take a wound to see to their safety; and had done so on a few occasions when there were squabbles or disagreements.
        Tiptoeing out of bounds from her admirers, Solarburn gave a little wave to her friends. It warmed her to the core with joy as the deer and wolfish creature kneeled from their front legs in return. Still, she didn’t have time to play and was soon turning and off.
        Branches cracked beneath her feet and she was as wild as the world around her. It was hard to tell where she began and the world ended. Her bounding speed made her nearly a blur amongst the still and harmonious wildlife as she leapt over and under nearby obstacles that were imprinted like a map in her head. She knew just when the dirt would turn to grass, and where the logs of dried out long dead trees lay just as she knew where all the water sources were and how many meters she’d have to run to the nearest den.
        Stopping, finally, amongst a long field of grazing mammoth-like creatures with flashing colors upon their hides; a sign of mating season to come, Solarburn drank in the majesty of the herd. She would of course hover a safe distance; male’s tended to be rather rowdy and protective if they found a mate.
        All seemed well here, she mentally dubbed while moving along the grasses with caution and distance. There was already male’s and female’s that were cuddling in the field together, having found their commitment for the season. It was truly a sight behold; with colors ranging from scarlet and tangerine to violet and indigo upon the back’s of the mighty, golden to cream colored beasts.
        Lingering appeared to have paid off before long. The techno organics’ eyes caught sight of a male upon the ground. He was an elder of the creatures with a rich brown pelt and broken, ebony tusks. The poor animal had a large, puncture wound upon his side.
        Thinking the poor fella had gotten way too over his head and a more youthful suitor had fended him off from a female, Solarburn trotted over to the poor beast. Her leafy steams fell from her helm and over her back; twitching and flying in the open air as she approached the mammoth and reached out her hand. She wanted to make sure that the older male knew she was friend and not foe, signing for peace and soothing gestures first.
        The mammoth was vigilant of her approach, but didn’t seem to have any fight any way to ward her off. Groaning with pain, the animal blinked at Solarburn as she made her way to his side. Her humming was soft as she stopped to examine the sizable wound with pity.
        Laying her fingers gently upon the side of the mammoth, Solarburn closed her eyes. The sudden exchange of spiritual energy almost; the sensation of being inside of the beast as it grunted, muddling the techno organics’ mind. The creature was huffing; breathing hard in fear and concentration with wide eyes looking for an answer to why.
        Dripping her energy and strength into the animal, Solarburn gave her health to the mammoth as its wound sealed shut in a rush of moving skin and fur. Upon her side though, a gashing wound appeared and began to burst open; flooding pain into her mind so much so that she whimpered.
        She got no thanks from the beast, but didn’t need one. Looking on with tired eyes as she moved away sluggishly and the mammoth trumpeted and stood upon its own four legs. It was soon moving back into the herd for another crack at a female; happily so.
        It was worth it; the excruciating ripples of agony in her body. Trying to relax the stiffness in her shoulders, Solarburn initiated her transformation; swiftly having her half organic and half metal mutant form turn into her alternative form. The orange petals reaching eagerly for sunlight as she shivered and went into power down to rest her wounds. She would rest for now to regenerate and heal before venturing out once more.

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        Solarburn woke with a start as the sounds of crying animals came to her. Peculiar and unusual; she couldn’t recall hearing the animals she knew so well making sounds like that without a good reason. In her panic, it took a few nanoclicks for her to realize that she was still in her alt mode and she quickly transformed herself back into bipedal, looking around for signs of the anguish that was being afflicted upon her friends.
        What instead caught her observant optics was what was coming forth from the sky. An ear-splitting howl ripped through the winds as the sound of burning thrusters broke through the atmosphere; noises mechanically escaping the large ship that was coming quickly down to the ground.
        No, the techno organic thought; horrified at the sight of this large, alien ship. There was a black smoke escaping its side as it descended and disappeared over the horizon and just out of her line of sight.
        Already Solarburn’s feet moving; running in the direction of the ship. Faster, faster, faster, she kept telling herself, concerned for not that of the crew of whatever was on board that vessel, but for that of the creatures who lived here. She didn’t get very far before the unmistakable sound of a crash pierced the air like an explosion and took with it some of her hope to reach the impact sight before the ship and try warning others away that had yet to notice.
        How many dead? How many injured? What had they done to her planet; her place of civilization? Why here and why now?
        Having no answers to any of her questions, the techno organic zipped along the undergrowth in a frenzy. Pumping her arms and legs, Solarburn raced down over the earth in the direction of the flattened earth where the ship had crash landed. The fauna was flattened for miles around it; the size and impact sending up a blast of wind so fierce that it had destroyed part of her home planet’s natural state of being.
        This couldn’t be true. Hanging her head low, Solarburn slowly moved in closer from the undergrowth to inspect the land. Her doubts and fears turned true as she spotted lifeless, colorful eagles and broken eggs and hatchlings with broken and bloody necks. Everywhere she looked was another carcass hidden in the broken tree’s and squashed greenery. Even the earth had been carved out; a large chunk of dirt rose up into the air like a mountain where the ship had smashed headlong into the planet.
        Countless critters now lay dead. Even more so did the brush and lush, vibrant trees and greens. Little saplings were gone, flowers now destroyed, sprouts and vines torn from their rooted home in the once fertile ground.
        Anger surged through Solarburn as she turned her head, slowly, in the direction of the broken up black vessel. Its dark metal was burned and still smoking rubble upon her world. Whoever the visitors of her planet were had ruined a portion of her love; her passion. They had better have a good explanation for it.
        Stumbling from the wreckage came the first creature. Standing a good three times the techno organics’ size, the robotic being stretched out its form and looked around. Its optics froze upon seeing Solarburn staring right back; her trembling arms at her sides and the orange petals that resembled almost a skirt rustling in the air.
        “Unidentified being, halt! State designation and faction,” cried the voice; shrill but still masculine.
        How dare he order me around on my planet, thought Solarburn, fuming angrily at the unknown visitor. Her blue eyes narrowed as she growled; a hiss escaping her throat while she stood rigid and waiting for the mech’s actions and intentions to be stated.
        Having no patience to wait for the otherwise silent femme to answer, the mech pulled from his back a rather large rifle. “One last chance,” he challenges scathingly.
        I’ll give you ‘one last chance’, thought Solarburn crossly, taking notice of the tone in the mech’s voice that suggested violent promises. Screeching with fury, her face began to split open where a mouth should have been on her face. A gaping hold forming as she hunched her shoulders; the previously gentle and delicate leaves coming forth from the stems that hung loose down her back shedding away to reveal purplish, jagged thorns.
        The mech watched as the techno organic changed so quickly before his optics and raised his optics fully; the red color blazing. “Suit yourself,” he snarled while a Decepticon emblem imprinted on his shoulder mount flashed in the air and he began to fire.
        Scorching metal seared the land as a rain of bullets fired forth from the ‘Cons rifle. He was trying to predict his moving target’s next move; she was a trickster of a slippery demon. One second she would be up near the tree line and the next she would be almost upon him before she was forced to retreat before she could be chow to the hungry fire from the gun.
        “Quit running ya only going to make it worse for yourself,” spat the Decepticon. “Megatron would be much more understanding if you caved in and came quietly.”
        Megatron? She’d never heard of that before; whatever it was. Still, threatening or not, she wasn’t about to take some stranger’s orders. Charging in and skipping just out of reach from the bullets; her thorny appendages lashed out at the mech in a flurry of movements. She was all but too satisfied of his roars of pain and rage as the poisonous tips shredded through the metal of the mech’s joint-points in his armor.
        Taking advantage of his distraction, Solarburn leapt; her feet catching the Decepticon off guard as she slammed him back into the hull of the ship. Her appendages squeezing and ripping into his circuits as an oozing purple dribbled down the mech’s armor.
        “Don’t underestimate me,” she hissed in a ghostly, raspy whisper in the ‘Cons audios before she jumped free of his frame and upon the ground. Behind her, the mech slumped; his optics growing dull as he gasped a few, hitching breaths before they pair of twin crimson optics turned offline.
        Victory didn’t last long before pellets of hellfire rained down upon Solarburn once more. She squealed with anguish as some laser fire managed to hit her; causing pain to ripple up her form. Twisting in the air, she lashed out her poisonous vines out at any of the ‘Cons that were in the stretch-length of her appendages while bolting left and right; trying her best to avid her enemies.
        “Don’t let her flee,” called out one of the Decepticons.
        “Aim for her appendages,” roared another.
        “Fools,” spat another. “Retreat, she has toxins on her!”
        You’ll all perish, thought the techno organic femme with delight, skipping with ease out of range of the bullets and laser fire of purple and red flying through the air. They were destroying her home and threatening her; as if she was about to let them simply go about their whimsical days to terrorize more of the creatures that lived here.
        One of the Seeker flyer’s, having had enough, transformed into his alt mode and jetted around the battle. Coming up behind the defensive Solarburn, he flicked his jets on high and transformed just as she was turning to face him.
        The pair grabbled together suddenly; limbs clashing and slashing together. The Eradicon felt burning agony where her poisonous touch seeped into his Energon lines but wasn’t backing down; his blaster running hot as he would fire and sling his sword at the femme which would split away portions of her organic and mechanical biochemical mutant form. It satisfied his lust to see her in pain as she would retreat further and further; her ‘mouth’ releasing horrible screams of anger.
        “Go down already,” the Vehicon snapped, one servo completely encased by the techno organic’s thorny appendage as he tried to forcefully pull it off with his other servo; elbow joint ramming into the femme’s gut.
        Solarburn whined pitifully at the pain while her appendage tightened; needle-sharp points digging into his circuits and causing mini supernova like explosions. “Not on your life,” she hissed out harshly.
        Vision blacking out, the Eradicon gave a final cry as he slammed his helm into the floral-like Cybertronian. Solarburn crumpled at the blow; her side aching from a previous hit as she slumped. The Eradicon following suite as he stumbled and crashed over on top of her.
        Finally, Solarburn thought as she wriggled and surged herself upward; amazingly lifting the solider off of herself enough to crawl out. There was many, many others that were twice her size that couldn’t manage the feet with such ease as she did. Still, the move was meaningless as a barrage of more firepower was immediately unleashed by the others that had by this time managed to creep up just in range of hitting her.
        Hot metal burned through her, but persistent as ever, Solarburn gave a scream of savage intensity before lashing out; her feet kicking and arms twisting free of others grappling grips. She would punch and tear; freely pulling wires out of the invading attackers with the sort of righteous fury of a mother wolf defending her pups and nest.
        She managed to tip the wire all on her own, moving like liquid in a stream. Each hit was so accurate and precise that it was impossible to believe; but she was following instinct alone; her gut and intuition. The wild had taught her to fight and to move like this; so fluid and easy, that the rougher and less observant brute strength of the ‘Cons was no match for her.
        Solarburn grinned morbidly through her gaping hole of a mouth; her blue optics so alive and so dark that it was likes looking into twilight hour. She gave an uppercut to one mech before turning to another trying to surround her; flicking her foot at just the right angle to send him sprawling out on the ground.
        Focus and concentration alone was getting her through this fight, watching closely and listening for the tiniest scrapes to tell where they were predicting to move. Managing to dance just out of reach and lash out her appendages at one mech’s faceplate; completely twisting it around his helm and ripping it off only to throw with her thorny vines at a nearby victim of her anger and torment. Dropping to the ground, she barreled into another mech and flattened him; ripping into his chest and crushing his Spark chamber while another was trying and failing to rip her off as her appendages assaulted him.
        Allowing herself to finally be pulled free of the mech whose Spark was now extinguished and Spark chamber busted open violently, Solarburn turned in the mech’s grip that held her and grinned with morbid joy as her appendages slipped around his throat and started to slice into his backstrut. The mech was left paralyzed and he fell to the ground, allowing the now free techno organic to simply roll right out of his grip.
        Well that was easy, she thought, looking around at the suffering and now offlined Decepticon hoard of swarmed mech’s. Some of her anger was lost now and surely she was exhausted, but she’d won.
        Sighing as she rolled her shoulders to relax the position, Solarburn cracked her neck and knuckles and wandered toward the tree line to inspect the damage of what was left in this area. Still her senses were sharp and her appendages poised for action.
        Sure enough, a metallic clicking like nothing she’d heard before came from the ship. Her nerves on edge, she slipped into the shadows and turned to see who her next victim would be.
        A small drone came free of the ship; its wings buzzing in the air as it circled. It was tiny and a shade of purple. The techno organic only had a brief moment to wonder who it belonged to before a mech of the same shade of purple stepped out; his face a simple screen with a fluctuating line moving across it.
        “WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY’RE ALL OFFLINE?!” cried out a sharp, whiny voice as another mech stepped up beside the purple one. His frame was only a little smaller and he was thinner; bright silver with the same red optics as the others she had just slain.
        “Starscream,” came a deep, rumbling voice. A large and powerful looking gladiator stepped out of the broken up hull of the ship after the previous two, his optics yet another shade of red. He surveyed the ground; the leaking Energon and purple poison still littering the ground.
        “Master,” Starscream whimpered, “T-The scout team-“
        “It appears,” Megatron stated loudly, “That we are not alone on this planet. Set up a few guards, we may be here a while. I’ll go investigate.”
        “Y-Yes, of course Master,” Starscream whined like a pathetic sniffling dog. He watched as, like a dog to its master, the purple hued Soundwave followed after Megatron and the good tyrant did nothing to rebuff his favorite ‘Con from doing so.
        So that’s Megatron, thought Solarburn, her blue optics growing into even smaller slits of anger. She stepped back further into the shadows; her vines of purple melting into them as she disappeared into the forest. Interesting…