Transformers: Legacy Chapter One
Title: Dreams of Waking
Dreams are strange things. Sometimes, they make you think impossible things are real, and that real things are impossible. But sometimes, dreams are your mind's way of preparing you for something even worse.
The man stood tall, maybe a little over six feet. Despite his graying hair and wrinkled face, his body was still that of a soldier. His dress blues, pressed and crisp, seemed perfectly tailored to his body, with row after row of medals at his left breast; a veritable forest of achievements. His voice was soft, and solemn, but it carried through the crowded hall, and over the seated guests, who wore a range of colors, from dress blues and whites, to the black of mourning widows. "We are gathered here, today, to remember those we have lost, and to celebrate those who still stand with us." He paused, gathering himself, as he looked over the crowd, meeting the watching eyes of each widowed woman, each w
Transformers: Legacy Chapter Two
Legacy Chapter 2: High Flying
The sky was a deep, tranquil blue, cloudless; Endless as the desert beneath it. Oracle and her nine brother-bots stood at the edge of the Grand Canyon, looking down into its' depths. Behind them all sat a simple jet fighercraft. Each of them had, in their turn, scanned the pattern, committing it to their internal memory. Eight of them stood, still as statues, awaiting the command to drop. Oracle, however, perched nervously at the edge, shifting her stance, slightly, every few seconds, in wary anticipation of the drop. The sharp, shrill voice of Starscream cut the air, "First, off!" The first of her brother Seekers in line stepped forward, and seamlessly transitioned into the fighter jet, shooting off down the canyon like a bullet. The air shuddered in the wake of his passage.
"Second, off!" Starscream cried out, and the second Seeker dove forward, shifting swiftly, and hugging the ground, as he barreled down the canyon.
"Third," Starscream paused, as the j
Transformers: Legacy Chapter Three
Chapter 3 - R&R
The low thrum of circuits encompassed her, like a synthetic womb. Her hypersensitive, exposed circuits twitched and fizzled at every touch. Her optical sensors were shut down, leaving her to contemplate her situation in peace. The day before had been her downfall; Her stupid pride had led her to take the lead, and led to the massive crash that had stripped away most of her outer frame, and several of the more serious support struts. When she reactivated her optics for her hourly sweep of the room, she saw Genesis kneeling down beside her, inspecting her. He was so engrossed in viewing her finally-cleaned injuries, that he didn't seem to notice her eyes had opened, or hadn't, yet, acknowledged it. When he finally spoke, he confirmed the latter. "You put on a hell of a show out there, kid." His voice was low, and the metallic edge hardly registered; She was getting used to that. She didn't bother to venture a reply, uncertain what she should say. Thank you? She inw
Transformers: Legacy, Chapter 4
Transformers: Legacy, Chapter 4
Watch Your Six.
Genesis frowned, staring out over the flight deck of the Nemesis. Megatron stood beside him, only half-visible in the twilit gloom. The only illumination came from the steady green and red lights on the control panels. A steady, dim green light shone from the radar panel directly between and before the pair, showing nine lights, in three small triangles, as they steadily moved toward the edge of radar range. Looking out the windows, they could see Starscream's disctinctive red-and-white coloration, as he reclined atop a cargo container. Beside him, arms crossed, stood the light blue Thundercracker, Skywarp's black and dark blue trim standing just beside him. Oracle lingered near the edge of her deck, as Knock Out's dexterous hands checked over her frame, running various diagnostics. "Megatron," Genesis began, immediately regretting it; being the first to speak was a sign of weakness, with Megatron. "Now that Seeker Oracle is fully repaire
Transformers: Legacy Chapter Five
Transformers: Legacy, Chapter Five
Oracle's steps were forceful, every step ringing against the metal decking like a gunshot. Her shoulders were set, stubbornly, her eyes a steely blue. Inside of her, she felt her spark radiating, like an electrical current across her skin. Various places on her body, primarily her wings, and her upper back, still stung from the multiple holes still smouldering in her. Her olfactory sensors picked up the stench of ozone and burnt electronics. A handful of other bots she had passed along the way simply stepped aside for her, not willing to get in her way, whether warned off by knowledge of her performance, or the anger she seemed to be radiating, like waves of heat from a stone. When she finally entered the Medbay, Knock Out was standing over Skywarp's inactive form, humming a different tune, to himself, as he looked over a diagnostic display, which held all the information on Skywa
Transformers: Legacy Chapter Six
Transformers: Legacy, Chapter Six
A Friendly Match
Oracle stood on the foredeck, in contemplation of the coming dawn. She imaged, deep inside, how the sunlight had felt on her skin. It had only been a few months since she had awoken, in steel flesh. Some things were still unusual, to her, but she had almost begun to feel like being human was just a dream. A complex series of dreams, pieced together by a sleeping mind, to create a sense of identity, a soul, for this awakening robotic body; an attempt at becoming something more than metal and circuits. She flexed her arm, feeling pistons and circuits twitching and thrumming, gears grinding and shifting, attempting to recall how it felt to move muscles and flesh. She stared, intently, at the deck below her, and tried to remember how metal felt against her bare feet. Her sensors registered a brief stirring in the air around her; a breeze, caressing across the very sensitive edges of her wings. She fanned them out, letting the wind buffet h
Transformers: Legacy Chapter Seven
Transformers: Legacy, Chapter Seven
Oracle swept her optics down, over the land beneath them. Mostly obscured by clouds, the eight vehicons far below were more visible by their IFF tags than their actual bodies. They moved, quickly, and quietly, through low canyons, approaching their target point. Her optics then moved outward, matching up the actual, visible ground, against the satellite maps she had loaded into her systems. A topographical overlay showed her all the elevations, nearby, her internal systems automatically recommending a number of points as possible 'nests' for her to shoot from. One by one, she searched through them, checking their lines of sight, angles, and protection, calculating what spot would give her the most range of fire, while also granting her the most cover.
The two Trines flew a ways ahead of her, and slightly lower, their systems passively scanning the area, looking for autobot presence. Soundwave flew, higher than them all, his systems care
Transformers: Legacy Chapter 8
Transformers: Legacy, Chapter Eight
Oracle awoke, and her skin shivered with sudden sensitivity. As her optics activated, she took in the ceiling over her berth with sudden focus and clarity. She caught herself panting, shaking - Though this body had no real analog, and the effect was purely psychological. She simply shut down the extraneous processes, though her thoughts were harder to manage. The cold air awoke memories from her past, moments so perfectly similar - awakening in a cold sweat, out of breath, the last wisps of fear and terror fleeing her, as her nightmares melted away - that, for a moment, she forgot she was a Transformer. It was almost like being human, again. And you're not going to be able to run, anymore. She shuddered, unconsciously, a tremor passing through her circuits, as her artificial body finally shivered to life. She sat up, a hand coming to her forehead, stroking the sensitive plate, there soothingly, trying to calm her racing pulse, tiny s
Transformers: Legacy Chapter Nine
Transformers: Legacy, Chapter Nine
Into the Spider's Lair
Oracle sat, quietly, on her berth. She didn't much feel like practice, today, so she didn't go. No message, no warning, nothing. She just didn't leave. In fact, she barely moved. She laid back down, staring at the ceiling. She couldn't even find the motivation to move. Her limbs felt leaden. She let her eyes go unfocused, and willed herself to relax, cold, metallic air sighing through her vents.
For nearly an hour, she just lay there, letting her thoughts wander aimlessly through her mind. Finally, her berth gave a soft chime. A message arrived. Fighting her excitement, she plugged in, to receive a message from Thundercracker. She frowned, and opened it.
Waited on deck. No show? Will be there, tomorrow.
She gave a slight grunt, and closed out the message, and another message arrived immediately afterward.
Oracle, they're keeping a pretty close eye on you. Be careful.
Transformers: Legacy Chapter 10
Rising, as often, proved painful. The tips of her tails, and the end of her wing, despite KnockOut's tending, were still sore, and sensitive to the chill air. She flexed her systems, slowly, running an efficiency diagnostic, taking into account the injuries to her frame. She rated herself at 97% flight efficiency, but only 94% combat efficiency, and immediately began assessing the optimal repair schedule. She confirmed, and then sent along the schedule to KnockOut, who replied, a few moments later, with confirmation. She walked toward the repair bay, outwardly blank, but inwardly, she pondered her plan of action. Her injuries were much more mild than those of Starscream's Trine. If ever there was a time for attack, it was now. She brought up and displayed a message from that morning.
'Starscream's right leg thruster is damaged, and the casing is cracked. It's a weakpoint. Strike carefully, and quick.'
She replayed the memories of the battle in her head, watching every wound they had ta
Transformers: Legacy Chapter 11
Transformers: Legacy, Chapter 11
Thundercracker stared blankly out into the morning light. He knew Oracle wouldn't meet him there; she was still in medbay, inactive from all the damage she had sustained. Skywarp also remained inactive, in another berth not far from hers, both of them strapped in, and attached to so many different cables that they almost seem swathed in them, like a body wrapped in bandages. He had visited the med bay, before he left for his usual meeting place and even still couldn't decide quite which of them he had gone to see. Instead, when he arrived, he looked over their still, silent forms and took in the slow, steady beep and strobe of the many indicator lights attached to their bodies, before he would simply turn and walk out.
He barely realized where his feet were taking him before he was feeling the steady wind of their passage brushing against his form. The slow, unrelenting passage of the Nemesis carried the Decepticons steadily over
Transformers: Legacy, Chapter 12Transformers: Legacy, Chapter 12
Twelve hours had passed since the ambush in the massive mountain range known, to the humans, as the 'Himalayas'. The topography of Earth, still so unfamiliar to the aloof Decepticons, had proved a dangerous, and very nearly fatal weakness. The Nemesis still listed nearly twelve degrees to the left, but the bulk of the visible damage had been - at the very least - covered up, with some of the heavier, internal damage under control. Still, it flew slowly, and their time estimate was rated to be nearly four hours off - leaving ten hours until their anticipated arrival at the detected shard of the AllSpark. Megatron paced, in agitation, his silhouette visible in the low, red lights which dimly lit the bridge. Soundwave, however, was perfectly still, half-veiled by the deep shadows that pooled in the corners of the vast control room, unmoving and implacable as a statue. Occasionally, a low, shuddering creak would resound throughout the ship, and it'd shift a
The story of Transformers: Legacy, is centered around the life and achievements of Oracle, and the world in which she wages her own personal war for survival.
~Basic Intel ~
Allegiance: Decepticons (or so they think)
Alternate Modes: F-45a
Weapons: Cybertronian Sniper Rifle, Twin Blade Swords (Arms, Under Laser Blasters), Laser Blasters (guns) mounted to each arm, Wing Missiles.
~Above average sensory (visual)
~Robot mode flight ability
Items: Shard Pendent
~"Why do they call me Oracle? Well that's because every time I look threw this scope I can see when someone is about to die."
~"It is not the end of the journey that makes life worth living, its the journey itself."
-Skilled in both Ranged and Close Combat.
-Swift and Stealthy (Sniper Skill)
-Cloaking Device/Invisibility (Sniper Skill)
-Above average sensory (visual) (Sniper Skill)
-Robot mode flight ability
-Has an "Unique" spark.
- ??? (IC info only)
-Light Armor can have its consequences in battle normally ending in heavy damage.
-Extremely young compared to her comrades which tends to make her somewhat less knowledgeable.
-Born human which again makes her less knowledgeable about certain things.
-Some of her gear is often seen as "Out of Date.
-Still has "Human" emotions.
Strength: 5 (I just needs to be strong enough to carry my rifle or shove a blade threw you.)
Intelligence: 6 (I am smart, at less enough to calculate wind and firing angle for my rifle)
Dexterity: 9 (Yea my moves are smooth)
Speed: 9 (HA...just try and catch me!!!)
Endurance: 5 (Its the light armor okay)
Courage: 7 (Stop crying its just the wind!!!)
Firepower: 5 (One shot, One kill...Oh and I have these beam weapons on my arms, maybe a missile or two after all I am a jet.)
Accuracy: 9 (Bang, Bang....sniper bitch.)
Melee: 9 (These blades on my arms are not just for show...)
Tech Skill: 5 (I just need to know how to clean my gear, I'm no doc or hacker.)
Charisma: 4 (I don't play well with others...)
Rank: 4 (You really think they would give ME rank HA!)
Physical Appearance: i1208.photobucket.com/albums/c…
Personality: Cold, Quite….but not shy. Some say she seems to be in a state of mourning…though she tends to have a cocky and outspoken side as well.
Fashion Sense: *Looks at armor…* Really??
Hobbies: Music, getting on Screamer's bad side (That's always fun ^.-), Flying…going really really fast.
Recreational Choices: Anywhere I can be by myself…
Weapons of Choice: Sniper Rifle or my twin blades.
Oracle seems to being the term "Being Created" to a hold knew meaning when it comes to Cybertronians. Sure all Cybertronians were at one time "Created" but Oracle was not always what she is today. Born as a human Oracle was brought up in a rather normal human family. Little did she know her rather boring life would be turned upside down in the years to come. At the young age of seventeen this small town girl would join the military as a sniper getting out after one term. Her reasons seem to very from story to story about why she got out, but most thing it was because of the sudden illness that took her grandmother. After the elderly woman's death Oracle inherited her grandmother's small crystal pendent something that had been past down from family member to family member for as long as one could really remember.
It would not be long after getting her grandmother's most beloved possession that Oracle's boring little life would be turned upside down. First with meaning her beloved guardian and friend Geniuses -A robotic being from the world of Cybertron- and his small band of transformers who had fled the war that had overtaken their home world. Guardians of a group of sparkling and sleeping protoforms. Those good times would not last forever, a few years later Oracle becoming sick with the same illness that took the life of her grandmother. Death soon following…
The next events are still a mystery, nothing but a blurred memory. Somehow the human girl was saved, or at less her inner being. Reborn within a sleeping protoform, and for fifty years she rested, recovered and grew. Sadly she would awaken to the cruel fact that both the Decepticons and Autobots had found their way to earth. It would be the Decepticons however that found Geniuses, his group and the youngling.
It would be aboard Nemesis that Oracle would awake along with several of her stasis "Brothers and Sisters." Oracle forced into the Decepticon war machine, serving under the very Transformer that saved her life: Genesis, his silver tongue having saved his life.
The young seeker almost seeming to mourn her lost human life…a human heart still seeming to rule over her…leaving most to wonder where her loyalty really lies.
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