NoP: Rise of The eagle

Chapter 2: End and Begin

(AN: I DON'T own Nature of Preators or any of the respective game, that right belongs to their respective owners.)

Kaon, Cybertron, January 16th, 2570. (Around the same time as the Senate meeting)

Marcel, a redhead human in his late 20s, dodged the incoming plasma fire as he drove the Warthog into one of the many roads with the gunner firing the 75. Cal plasma machine gun.

"You're Mine Flesh-bags!" The Decepticon roared as he and several others gave chase. Firing their weapons on the Warthog.

"Keep going, Marcel! We're almost there!" The human gunner said to his partner as they drove fast as they could away from the Decepticons.

Marcel continues to dive the ruin streets of Cybertron as his gunner continues to fight the Decepticons. However, one got a lucky shot and managed to clip the 'Hog, making it rollover and crashed into one of the railways.

Marcel has survived the crashed. However, he was stuck under the wreak vehicle and has cuts all around his body. Some of his bones were cracked, and he was bleeding from his skull. His gunner wasn't so lucky as he was crushed by the weight of the Warthog. The Decepticons slowly made their way towards the downed human and transformed into their robotic form.

"Heh, not so tough now without your weapons, Flesh-bag?" The led Decepticon taunted.

"Still tough enough to survive your 'talks'." Marcel retorts.

"We'll see about that." The led Decepticon sneered as he was about to grab the human. Suddenly, a missile streaks across one of the abandoned buildings and lands on the led Decepticon, killing him.

The others quickly transformed their hands into weapons to aim at the incoming attackers but were quickly overwhelmed by the reinforcements of the Autobots and USR.

Marcel sighed in relief as he lay back on the railing just as a medic came by to help him up.

"See, I told you these organics have grit Quake." An Autobot trooper told one of his friends.

"You know very well I didn't mean it that way, Trail." Quake replied.

Trailfire just shook his helm and knelt to Marcel's position. "You did good, human. I'm sorry about your bud, though." She said with a hint a regret in the tone.

Marcel, however, shrugs it off. "It's fine." He replied. "We all knew the risk coming here. It's unfortunate that he won't be coming home." He added before frowning.

"Wait a minute, were you one of the organics that was captured by Starscream?" Quake asks.

"I barely survived if it wasn't for Tailgate and Arcee swooping in." Marcel said, having memories of that horrible day.

"Oh, Frag. I didn't mean to.-" Quake tries to apologize before the redhead human shakes his head.

"You didn't know Quake, so I'll stop you right there." Marcel states to the Autobot. Before Quake could reply, the medic interrupted the conversation.

"Kid, we need to get you out of here." The medic said before looking at the two Autobots. "Can one of you help us transport him back to base? He needs medical attention stat."

"On it." Trailfire said before transforming into a Cybertronian car and opening one of the doors. The medic quickly put Marcel in the passenger seat and then put himself next to the wounded soldier. Trailfire shut the doors and quickly drove off to the FOB, where both the Autobots and USR are in.

On the open field of the base, Optimus Pime looks at the Buring city of Kaon, remembering the past events that led them to this moment. Before the USR showed up, it didn't look good for the Autobots as the Decepticons laid Siege on Iacon. When the Decepticons opened fired on the USR's ship, he thought that the Decepticons attacked an innocent species that didn't have to join the terrible war. When the USR fought back, he was both surprised and glad for their help. Victory after hard fought victory was possible to the Autobots. now, they were laying seige to the Decepticon Captial, just as they once done to theirs a year ago.