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Date Posted: 19:13:55 07/23/01 Mon
Author: Dark Star
Subject: For the first time in her life Dark Star felt shocked...and honored
In reply to: NOVA*Beacon 's message, "Even as Darkstar’s clever doppelganger dealt with Veridian’s vengeance...." on 11:13:50 07/20/01 Fri

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”DARKSTAR.

She looked about, at hearing the voice, and wanted to call out, but she didn't. Instead she just listened and thought.

YOUR SACRIFICE IS APPRECIATED, BUT UNNECESSARY. OUR--MY--PREDICAMENT IS SLIGHTLY MORE COMPLEX THAN YOU REALIZE. WHEN MY CENTRAL PROCESSOR WAS RAVAGED BY THE ELECTRIADER KNOWN AS POWERLINE, MY SPARK WAS CUT OFF FROM ALL MY SUBSYSTEMS EVEN AS A VIRUS ATE AWAY AT MY PERIPHERAL DATATRACKS. WHEN CHRISTOPHER BRADDOCK RESCUED MY CORE PROGRAM HE HAD NO CHOICE BUT TO TRANSFER ME INTO THIS VESSEL’S SUBSYSTEMS. MANUAL CONTROLS WILL FUNCTION ONCE REENERGIZED; I MYSELF AM STILL CUT OFF UNTIL THE BURNED OUT SYSTEMS ARE REPAIRED.

But how long will that take? She wondered. seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, years? She knew how sparks worked, out side of it's body the normal sparks could die out. But this one, would it last? Could it last?

EVEN NOW I FEEL MYSELF SLOWING...THE VENTING WILL LEAVE US DRAINED OF MOST OF OUR POWER OTHER THAN LIFE SUPPORT, GRAVITY AND MOST LUMINARY SYSTEMS. HOWEVER...WE WILL SOON STOP.

Then what? The sparks will need some way of gaining more energy to fully restore themselves. But how? How?

THIS BODY IS ALREADY BUILT UPON TOO MANY VICTIMS. WHEN RAPH SAR AND HIS MINIONS IN THE TLA TORE THROUGH THE GALAXY, THEY DID MORE THAN SLAY ANY AND ALL SENTIENT MACHINE LIFE THEY CAME INTO CONTACT WITH. HEAR NOW THE DEPTHS OF HATRED AND THE PRICE PAID FOR MY EXISTENCE! SAR’S DISMANTLER’S DISSECTED EACH OF US, USING US AS SPARE PARTS! AS HIS REIGN OF TERROR GREW SO DID THE VESSEL ONCE CALLED THE BEACON OF NEBULOS! THE SHIPS IN MY DOCKING BAY--THE ANOMALY SWEEPERS AND COSMOGLIDERS AS THEY CALLED THEM--WERE ALSO CONSTRUCTED FROM ONCE LIVING, SENTIENT MECHANOIDS!

It was at this moment hearing this, she felt some tears come from her optics. She knew all about victims. How any one, transfomer or human, alian or android could become power hungery and enjoy being the object of fear and hatered. She knew this well, she had made her name killing innocent bots, destroying lives, and for what purpose. To feed the hunger of those in power, to crush the lives of other into servitude. She could call memories of her first life, as a quitesson guard, protecting those in power. Then the murder of the first Prime, she herself commited that one for the honor of the Decepticons, to allow her back into their ranks. When her spark became so corrupted that Riffage was able to split it, she soon learned that it was the little bit of light she had left that allowed her to keep the ultimate of evils in check. And now, now that she was trying to do good, she found herself once more facing that horrid past. And facing the Nova's core, put everything into perspective for her.

She brushed aside the tears, and tried to stay cold, but she knew, or felt that some how it saw past this cold facade and into the soul of what once could have been, and now was, a bot trying to find redemption for her own terrible acts.

CAUGHT IN BETWEEN HERE AND OBLIVION, OUR SPARKS ROAMED AND SUFFERED UNTIL THE VALIANT CREW OF THE SP BOARDHOPPER, LED BY FERRIS MAGNUM, FINALLY DEFEATED THIS VESSEL’S BIGOTED MASTERS. WE LAY FOR MONTH’S BENEATH THE FROZEN WASTE OF ICE COMP BEFORE ANOTHER USED US FOR HIS OWN EVIL ENDS. THE WR@ WARRIOR @LPHA PUCK PROVED TO BE OUR SALVATION THOUGH. WHEN HE UNITED OUR SPARKS INTO ONE HE GAVE US NEW LIFE, NEW PURPOSE! WE AROSE AS ONE, CLAIMING THIS BODY AS OUR OWN! IT WAS NOT THE LIFE WE--I--KNEW, NOR WOULD WE EVER WANT TO SEE ANOTHER ADDED TO IT.

Hearing this, her thoughts turn to, of all things, her friends at the AOD, and of Sentinel, the one Decepticon that had been willing to trust her with her duties at the AOD. The Nova's spark reminded her of her friend, and made her think of the attack of Azdak.

YOU ARE AS SPECIAL AND UNIQUE AS MY COMPOSITE PERSONAS ONCE WERE. YOU DISPLAYED GREAT BRAVERY IN AIDING THOSE WHO TRIED TO SLOW ME AND SURPRISING SPECIAL ABILITIES, INCLUDING SIZE-CHANGING AND DUPLICATION!

PLEASE--REMAIN AS YOU ARE. WE WOULD HAVE YOU AS OUR FRIEND AND NOT ANOTHER VICTIM. OUR LIFE WAS NOT WORTH THAT OF THE ONES LOST BEFORE; NEITHER NOW IS OUR INDEPENDENT MOBILITY. YET PERHAPS THERE IS MERIT TO A VARIATION ON YOUR IDEA. WE HAVE OBSERVED THE BOND BETWEEN THE WARRIORS CALLED EBONHAWK AND MERCADO, AND PERHAPS--WAIT! DO YOU FEEL THAT?

I THINK WE’VE STOPPED...”

Outside the ship, as the haze of energon slowly cleared, the rescuers looked anxiously for those left behind.

Space was unforgivingly silent...

Dark Star took a chance and linked up with the comunications that were out there. She was able to get a call from the target masters....

"Guess this it...ironic that end here it does, but if surviving crew of SP Boardhopper yet live, ironically aboard former flagship of Mercado's brother, then so be it. Fine people and machines be Magnum and his crew, and proud to know them was--

"Can the garbled eulogy, kid. We shockin' did it."

"We survived, so'd the ship. Now ta check on ev'ryone else, an' shockin' take a damage toll.

FAWNDOO! Ya out there? An' the big one--Orion wuz it--he here somewhere

Dark Star took a breath in, Merc and Ebon were alive, but now her fear suddenly was kicked up a notch. Where were Fawndoo and Orion?

Do...Do you think I should go out and look for them?

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