Sightseeing (Open)

[Silverbolt]

((1230 NEST Time, October 2nd, 2027))

The entry into the Earth's atmosphere caused Silverbolt's exterior to heat up, and he had to go faster to get into cool air again. His fear of heights didn't help in that department, and it was taking all of his concentration to ignore that fear. He had even temporarily blocked off the bond with his brothers to aid him, but once he was out of the flames, and he could veer up and fly normally, the bond's blocks were quickly taken down again as he reached out to find his fellow Aerialbots. This was the planet that Optimus Prime had told them about, so he hoped all of them had made it here. He hadn't felt any pain over the bond, at least.

Whilst he flew over the city he identified as 'New York', the Aerialbot Leader couldn't help but admire the rather tall structures below him. Humans had so much time on their hands, it seemed; at least they weren't in an eternity-lasting civil war, and could build such buildings that seemed to reach for the sky without fear of it being blown up just seconds after it was completed. Mentally, Silverbolt sighed. Had this war of theirs ended sooner, perhaps they too could have made advances in just about anything. The human race was likely progressing with every passing day, and Cybertron had ground to a complete halt.

But he didn't let that bother him. He needed to focus on finding his brothers, and maybe even finding their surrogate father, Wheeljack. It was an unlikely hope, but it was a hope nonetheless.

[Fireflight]

Fireflight had gone out flying for a bit, especially once he'd felt Silverbolt's close proximity over the gestalt bond, followed by his portion of the bond being blocked off as reentry started. Once he could feel his older brother's presence again, the red and white Phantom was overcome with glee and joy. //"'BOOOOOOOOOOOLT!!!!!!!"\\ He cried out, increasing his altitude and his airspeed to fly as fast as he could to his brother's position. //"You made it!"\\

[Silverbolt]

The sudden joyous cry made Silverbolt jump slightly as he began folding and shifting into his chosen alternate form - an F-22 Raptor - but he couldn't help but chuckle as he recognized the glee of his youngest brother. It had been a fair amount of time since he had seen both Fireflight and his other brothers, so knowing that he was okay, and potentially they were too, eased his concerns, and also his fears of the height he was at. //"Fireflight!"\\ He replied as he slowed his engines to allow the other Aerialbot to catch up. //"Yes I did, thankfully. It's good to see that you're alright."\\ Now all they had to do was hold out for their other three brothers, and Superion would be able to form again. But would Wheeljack be here to see it, he wondered?

[Fireflight]

Fireflight giggled over the bond, though he did manage, for once, to keep most of his focus on flying so that he wouldn't crash, or almost crash, into anything. //"And you'll never guess who's here! Wheeljack's here! He didn't abandon us!"\\ He knew that he'd sent a lot of what Wheeljack had told him a couple das ago over the bond, but he wasn't completely sure that all of his brothers had received it, so he figured it would be safe to repeat it. //"He actually didn't want to leave us at all!"\\

[Silverbolt]

At that revelation, Silverbolt's Spark literally leaped with joy. Wheeljack was here! Their carrier, who had taken them in when the Allspark had given them life... and now he was here, on this planet, after it had been so long since they had last seen him. The fact that Wheeljack had never wanted to leave them in the first place was also well received; he knew his brothers had been shocked, confused, and had felt rather abandoned when their adoptive father had suddenly disappeared on them, but now they were one step closer to the truth, and hopefully when Air Raid, Skydive and Slingshot arrived, all would be forgiven. //"But what happened? Why did he leave without a goodbye?"\\ He asked, knowing that question would be on the processors of all of them.

[Fireflight]

//"He said that he was called by Optimus at the last klick, and his shuttle was set to launch really soon after he was called. He tried to call us, hoping we'd fly with the shuttle to here, but he couldn't get ahold of us."\\ There was the barest hint of sadness in Fireflight's voice, though it soon changed to joy. //"But, he's here now, and we're here, and the others are on their way, so we'll all be together again!"\\

[Silverbolt]

After that explanation, Silverbolt could now understand why Wheeljack had left so quickly, and without a goodbye. He simply hadn't had the time, and hadn't been able to broadcast a message, even though he'd tried so hard to do so. A hint of guilt flickered through the bond as he remembered that he too had started to become convinced that they had been abandoned when he had tried to convince his brothers that they hadn't, but the feeling was quickly replaced by satisfaction and relief. He couldn't feel his brothers just yet, since they weren't close enough, but he knew they were alright. //"We should get back to base, then. We need to give Father a nice surprise."\\ He suggested, knowing that their father would want to see him as soon as possible now that he was on Earth.

[Fireflight]

Fireflight giggled and rolled in the air. //"He'll be really surprised!"\\ He chirped excitedly in response. //"And he'll be really really happy too! He missed us a lot, and he worried about us as much as we worried about him."\\ An amused sound of thoughts processing filtered over, then Fireflight spoke again. //"Oh! By the way, 'Bolt! I met Soundwave before I made planetfall! He kinda jumped me in orbit!"\\

[Vortex]

A dark grey Seasprite helicopter flew lazily through the air outside of New York City, rotors thrumming rhythmically to keep it aloft while the smaller tail rotors provided a counter-force to the spinning of the main rotors. Emblazoned on the sides of the tail boom was the Decepticon logo. Inside the cockpit, the pilot's seat was empt, though the controls moved all on their own. "Hmm....Nothing to do, nothing to do..." A bored voice spoke, moments before the radar screen started to blip. "Hmm? An Autobot? Out here all by their lonesome?" The voice giggled excitedly. "Perhaps I'll have something to do after all!" With that, he increased his speed towards the blip, firing as soon as the jet came into view. "A Chickenbot! Oh, goody!"

[Silverbolt]

Had Silverbolt been able to without losing altitude, he wouldn't frozen mid-flight. //"You did wha-"\\ He began, but he was cut off as the shots slammed into his engine and knocked him severely off course, sending him spiralling towards the outskirts of New York. "Slag!" He cursed, trying to avoid the buildings as he went, knowing that he would cause a lot of anger if he completely demolished one. He just about managed to transform before he met the ground, bouncing once before he landed and skidded a few meters, finally coming to a stop just outside a nearby housing estate. He groaned softly as he heaved himself up onto his hands and knees, before his optics widened in realization. Vortex was here, and this was not a good place to be. //"Fireflight! Get back to base and get some backup!"\\ He ordered. The Combaticon might be on his own now, but numbers didn't hurt if he called for his own gestalt. Plus, judging by the coordinates he'd received, the base wasn't very far from New York. Fireflight would get there in plenty of time.

[Fireflight]

Fireflight poured on more speed when Silverbolt told him to return to base, though it was in Silverbolt's direction at first. //"Why? Who is it? Who's attacking?!"\\ Fireflight's voice was panicked. Silverbolt had only just landed, and he hadn't even seen his brother yet, and now it seemed like Silverbolt was in danger. //"I'm coming to help, 'Bolt!"\\

[Vortex]

Vortex giggled and cackled madly in the air, continuing to fire at Silverbolt with his gatling guns, as well as adding his glue gun into the mix to try to immobilize Silverbolt. "Who would've thought I'd find a lost and lonely little Chickenbot out here?" He cackled, transforming and landing close by, though not too close, glue gun in hand and still firing, though he stopped after a couple more shots to check Silverbolt's status. "The question becomes; what do I do with you? Do I take you apart here, or do I take you home with me, and give you to Megatron?"

[Silverbolt]

Silverbolt grunted as he was forced onto his front again, wincing slightly when he felt pressure on the cockpit on his chest. If he stayed down too long, that was liable to crack. The glue shots didn't help his situation, practically pinning him to the ground. He growled in annoyance, trying desperately to get up so he could get rid of Vortex and make it back to base with Fireflight. He was so close to seeing his father now! //"It's Vortex!"\\ He replied, not about to risk his little brother here with such a mad and insane Decepticon. //"They'll be less chance of either of us being hurt if you head back to base and call for help. Find our father, and maybe some others too."\\ Though this wasn't said in a tone that would've left no room for argument, it was still fairly insistent, and he hoped he'd be able to get Fireflight out of this mess.

[Fireflight]

Fireflight picked up Vortex's signal at the edge of his radar, determination beginning to sink in and show itself. //"No! I'm not going to leave you alone with him! Who knows what he'd do to you while I'm getting back-up!"\\ He armed a number of missiles, locking onto Vortex's position and firing as he passed overhead, cutting back on his engine output and deploying his air brakes to slow down. //"We'll be able to beat him, 'Bolt."\\

[Vortex]

Vortex grinned behind his mask when he saw that he'd managed to get Silverbolt enough times to pin him down, for the time being. "Not very talkative right now, are you?" Vortex giggled, walking closer. "I'm sure we can change that soon enough." His radar pinged once more, indicating a new Autobot approaching. "Oh? Seems you weren't as lonely as you appeared. Perhaps I should give your brother a warm welcome as well?" The unseen grin widened, though it was audible in his voice. When Fireflight fired his missiles, Vortex brought up one of his two gatling guns, firing at the missiles and jumping back. One of the missiles impacted the ground between him and Silverbolt, sending Vortex flying a good couple yards back, and loosening the ground near the impact site.