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Ravage open fired upon the first missles once he saw them approaching his area, detonating many of them before they could strike the rooftop while others did strike parts of the roof around him. Attacking Roadrage was getting rather risky for him, even if the autobot was busy with Jetlag, although he didn't have a choice but to assist as best as he could. Moving to the edge of the roof again after taking out several of the early missles, he began to fire into them as they were leaving Roadrage's launchers, causing them to explode and do damage to the autobot, now making them dangerous to their user as Ravage quickly darted away from his gunning position and positioned himself further away from the center, ready to gun down more missles should they be launched at him...

Sidewinder dropped onto his back again, the glaive buzzing ominously over him before he did yet another sweeping kick, making Jetlag fall foward as he rolled out of the way, the decepticon impaling its self as he fell onto his own weapon, Sidewinder getting to his feet and unloading even mor shots onto the Decepticon...

Roadrage snarled as a few missiles exploded near the launchers. luckily the launchers themselves were constructed to be able to resist the damage detonation could cause, allowing them to run effectively for now, though continued damage would make it dangerous. as a solution, Roadrage made sure the missiles continued moving constantly, never slowing or letting up to insure the machine would be too busy avoiding to get close enough to get an accurate shot off. meanwhile, the charged pulse cannon shot was fired, hitting the Decepticon in the back, the bright blue glow of the blast lighting the surrounding street. it wasn't a full charge because Roadrage didn't have the time for it. but it would be sufficient...

The spinning blade sheered lightly into the Decepticon's armor before he moved himself out of the way, the sudden movement also lessening the damage of the second attack, though his back armor was scorched and a number of layers of the armor was blown completely off. Raising his arm, the glaive was shot at the AutoBot's knee, forcing it onto its one good knee, making its shots fly off in random directions. Yanking back, Jetlag knocked Sidewinder off his feet, arm pointing behind him as he opened fire with the machine gun, spraying the projectiles at the second AutoBot to prevent it from firing accurately, slowly getting back to his feet...

Alternators fired onto the chain of the glaive, damaging a chain link, while a sudden tug forced Jetlag of balance, his front of his body facing him, plasma shots being aimed at the Decepticon's head now, other hand yanking out the glaive and embedding it into the ground...

Swinging his machine gun arm back around, the Decepticon fired directly into the AutoBot's alternators, the bolts burning through one of the weapons, causing the energy to leak out, making the weapon useless. Lunging forward with his other arm, Jetlag grasped the AutoBot's ankle, the wrist propeller sheering away at the metal of the limb, attempting to sever it completely, while he continued to fire blindly behind him, toward the second AutoBot...

stumbling backwards from the continuous fire, he decided to do something that didn't require precise aim. swinging one of his arms around, the chain on the mace extended, the mace slamming into the Decepticon's side, causing it to lose balance as Roadrage withdrew the mace, proceeding to open fire at Jetlag with his Plasma cannon in Auto mode, a torrent of plasma shells slamming into him and further worsening the Decepticon's attempts to recover, planning to give Sidewinder a chance at doing something more determinate, meanwhile keeping his barrage of missiles going on the Decepticon harrasser drone...

His axe appeared as his hand split apart and dispersed into his arm, Sidewinder slammed it at the base of the propeller blade, breaking the weapon off before swinging it at a diagonal into Jetlag's face, wrenching the weapon out, suceeding in completely damaging one of his eyes before rolling back onto his feet, limping slightly, he unloaded his own plasma shells, his fire dramatically decreased without his second gun, which was deactivated so save his armor from plasma leaks...

The Decepticon fell forward under the barrage of attacks, his eyes going dim as he lie motionless, glaive still impaled in the ground beside him...

Ravage kept his turret firing, detonating missles as they neared him, although he found himself unable to move to get closer to fire at the autobots because of the barrage. He thought he heard Jetlag fall to the ground over his gun shots, but he couldn't focus on that now, needing to keep the missles from hitting him...

Sidwinder spun around hearing the explosions, his remaining alternator glowing bright read at the front before a a large red bolt flw out of it, blowing apart the edge of the building's roof, making it crumble down. If the spy valued its life, it would flee before the autobots decide to take the roof down entirely...

Ravage, realizing that he was outnumbered by two foes who had stronger weaponry than he did, realized that retreating was his only option if he was to survive. Getting an idea, he began backing away toward the other side of the roof, he kept his gun turret firing to destroy the missles that kept coming at him...

Arachno and Scorponok had long since retreated to lick their wounds, not bothering to risk their lives continuing the fight any longer...

Converting to robot mode and hovering mid-air, Breakaway tore the sticky bomb off of himself and threw it away, annoyed. He was moderately damaged and at a considerable disadvantage. Instead of following Overcast, he stayed in the air,sending a message out to the nearest Autobots, which happened to be Roadrage and Sidewinder: "This is Autobot Breakaway, requesting assistance in tracking down a Decepticon warrior."

Once he reached the undamaged edge of the roof that led to the other side of the building, Ravage began to climb down, keeping his gun turret firing as he did so, destroying the missles that kept coming before he actually began to climb. Once he reached the ground, he turned and began to run off at his top speed, being quick enough to out run a larger transformer in robot mode. At this location, he was safe from the missles being launched by Roadrage...

"Copy that- but we'll need back up" Sidewinder messaged back, contacting Burnout "What's your status, ya old rust bucket?" Sidewinder said, humor in tone regardless of his many damages and the seriousness of the situation...

"Better then yours, rookie." Burnout messaged back, the police car screeching to a halt on the opposite side of a small structure beside Sidewinder, the vehicle becoming a torrent of shifting metal as he transformed, grabbing onto the edge of the building and hurling himself over it, transforming back in mid-air as he landed, the old police car creaking as it hit the ground in front of Sidewinder...

Sidewinder lept into the air, metal twisting and rearranging into a battered pick up. "Breakaway needs some help with that speed junkie" Sidewinder messaged. "We need to find that bot and run it through with everything we've got!"

"Decepticons. Status report. what are your positions?" came Overcast on the radio. he wanted to find out the state of their situation before deciding whether to resume his engagement with the Autobot or retreat...

Ravage responded to Overcast:"Scorponok and Arachno have fled the battle, Jetlag seems to be dead and I have broken off engagement with the two autobots and have reached the edge of the city." Seeing the nearby forest, he began to run in it's direction, getting closer to where he had arrived to join in the recent battle...

Overcast cursed silently. he couldn't afford o spend anymore time there. he had to retreat. however, before that....he'd leave them with something to remember him by. as he drove on, a panel over the roof of the vehichle slid back, a cylindrical cannon barrel raising from within as the vehicle slowed, several white crystaline projectiles being fired out at the buildings around him, and along the bridge ahead, the projectiles ripping through the buildings and stopping near their cores, the ones alond the bridge ripping into the street and support along the sides. retracting again, the vehicle shot off across the bridge at full speed, planning to leave the city immediately. he hopefully had a speed advantage over most of the other Autobots. hopefully he'd be able to escape before they got to him....but then....what he was about to do would hopefully draw their attention away from him...


"Let's move" rumbled Roadrage as a series of mechanical whirs emminated from his form as panels that had acted as armour shifted back into place, the Autobot returning to his vehicle form, the engine roaring loudly as he headed in the direction of Breakaway's signal...