Transformers: The Requiem

by JDPrime22


Chapter 75-The Equestrian Revolution

The earth erupted every second. Decepticons and Spider Tanks rained from the heavens with no intention of stopping or slowing down anytime soon. It wasn’t long before Alliance airships began to land, dropping off numerous Alliance soldiers.

The streets were filled with Decepticons. They were infested with Alliance ponies and tanks. The enemy army had arrived.

Shining Armor held up his hoof, but made no sound.

Spider Tanks all across the street spread out their legs, slowly rising above the carnage they created from the impact. Alliance soldiers shoved their right or left hooves outwards, allowing their rifles to merge into their forelegs.

The Equestrian Resistance held their ground, every single rifle jutted forward over the barricades.

Decepticons readied their assault rifles and heavy weapons. Shining Armor counted thirty already, and they just kept falling from the sky, adding to the army.

Luna spun her head back. Her eyes grew wide once they locked with Captain Armor’s. Shining could see them raining down passed her gaze, destroying the buildings and streets. He nodded, slamming his hoof to the concrete.

Princess Luna gritted her teeth, levitating her longsword into the air.

“FOR EQUESTRIA!!!”

The Royal Canterlot voice spread throughout Manehatten

It was a battle cry that infused within the blood of the resistance fighters, bringing them out from under the sandbag barricades and firing away into the enemy army. It was a call to the enemies, letting them know a fight was waiting for them, a formidable fight with no close end in sight.

But most of all, it was a signal. All part of the plan.

Behind the fifth line, inside the skyscraper resting behind the Autobots, two glowing red orbs appeared. A growl was heard from inside. The building exploded.

“Autobots, charge!

The Dinobot Commander was the first to burst through the building, followed closely by Slug, Snarl, and Optimus Prime. The other Autobots quickly dodged to the sides, allowing a safe passage for Optimus Prime and the three Dinobots. Optimus led from the ground, jumping and vaulting over the defensive lines while the Dinobots did nothing but stampede through it all.

Minor damage was taken to the defensive lines, but no lives were lost. The resistance fighters picked themselves up right as the three mechanized beasts rushed right past them. They fired away.

Optimus could see green streaks fly forward, clear signs that the resistance was now firing. He clenched his left fist, allowing the shield to merge and transform into it. He gripped the blade in his right palm, narrowing his blue optics.

Grimlock was by his side, roaring the entire way.

Slug and Snarl were to his left, stampeding and knocking away any bits of debris in their path.

He was never alone.

The enemy army grew closer.

The Prime ran right past both princesses, sparing no glances. They knew he was coming. It was all part of the plan.

All part of the plan.

Optimus could see the enemy firing back, blue bolts of energized bullets sailing by his head and only scratching his armor. He pushed on, his shield held outwards to block the onslaught of gunfire. Bullets deflected off the shield, allowing the Prime to move forward, no stopping, no end.

Grimlock roared, sending flames into the first wave of enemy soldiers.

Confusion spread rapidly amongst the enemy army like the flames that consumed them. At first, they witnessed a pathetic excuse of a fighting force locked down in the streets of Manehattan. It would be a massacre, just like Shockwave had told them it would be. The next thing they knew the enemies came back with beasts of mechanized terror spewing fire from their jaws.

The first wave of soldiers fell to their knees. Alliance ponies screamed in agony as the flames consumed their wilting forms. Decepticons were still burning as they fell, but a few others looked up just in time.

Optimus Prime planted his foot into the chest of the nearest Decepticon and used it as leverage. He leapt into the air, bullets flying right past his body as he came down with his sword. The blade fell into the throat of the first Decepticon soldier from the second wave.

The massacre began with the Decepticons. Shockwave had lied to them.

Shining Armor pulled out his sword, jamming it forward into the air. He screamed.

At once, a large wave of resistance fighters emerged from the front lines carrying spears, swords, and even rifles. They all charged forward, screaming alongside their captain. Their captain, Shining Armor, continued to scream until his throat shed blood. His army rushed right by him, headed for the slaughter.

Shining Armor followed, swallowed in the resistance army.

Those lucky enough to survive the onslaught from Prime and his Dinobots were instantly gunned down by the resistance forces pushing forward down the street. Wounded Alliance soldiers were stabbed, shot, and gutted as Shining Armor pushed his army forward. Nothing survived passed Shining’s hooves.

A fresh batch of Alliance and Decepticon troops fell from the heavens right on top of them.

It was all-out war in a matter of seconds.

Drift could see it all fall down from the fifth line. Bringing his optics upwards and off the battle taking place in the streets, Drift spotted the Nemesis lowering itself closer and closer to their position. He nodded his head grimly, turning back to face his Autobots shortly after picking themselves up from the gravel.

He stepped forward, a sword in each hand. “The battle has already begun, and the Nemesis is approaching! Just as we’ve planned, Autobots, ready your weapons!”

Ironhide whipped out his X18 Scrapmaker. Bumblebee’s right fist morphed into a Neutron Assault Rifle. Cliffjumper’s right fist was already prepared long before the battle had started, having morphed into a Subsonic Repeater. Jazz finished it with merging his right hand into a Scatter Blaster shotgun.

Drift faced Jetfire, nodding only once.

He turned his eyes towards the five mares. It was a few seconds before he nodded to them.

“Excellent. Now, Jetfire, just as we’ve practiced, transform and allow the ponies to climb atop you! The plan doesn’t succeed without-!”

“Look out!”

A powerful boom echoed throughout the streets. All the Autobots flinched back, turning their heads towards the direction of the sound. Drift brought his eyes upwards, ignoring the screams of terror from Rarity and Fluttershy. He couldn’t scream even if he tried.

Rockets flew outwards from Decepticon Jets flying overhead, each one impacting the building behind the fifth line. The building, the same building Prime and the Dinobots burst through, came tumbling down.

The supports shattered from the added destruction of the rockets and the large hole Grimlock rammed through, creating a chain reaction that completely destroyed the inner beams of the building. The top began to sink downwards, a cloud of smoke and dirt rushing forward. Drift acted quickly and used his body as a shield to protect the five mares.

He was covered in heavy smoke in seconds. That’s how fast it was.

The gunfire continued with an occasional rocket blast here and there. Screams mixed with crunching metal filled the streets of Manehattan. The battle raged on, and Drift opened his eyes.

Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Rarity, Applejack, Rainbow Dash. They were safe. The plan wouldn’t succeed without them.

As the dust began to clear, Drift stood up with dirt and ash falling from his shoulders to rain down on the five equines. He scanned the area once in a single, blue wave. The fifth line was tattered, tattered…but not destroyed. Building pieces and rubble were scattered amongst the supplies, but thankfully nopony was hurt.

Princess Cadance ordered numerous workers to get the rubble out. They nodded to her, already pushing the large pieces off to the sides. Cadance looked onwards and caught Drift’s glance, giving him a saddened one of her own.

Drift turned around, noticing the aftermath of the building’s demise. Large, metal support beams jutted outwards from all directions. Paper and ash fell together in unison to land on the towering pile of rubble and cement that rested behind the fifth line.

Memories of the attack in Fillydelphia instantly flushed Drift’s vision. He closed his optics, shaking his head only a few times.

It was just the same. Decepticons, beasts, launching their attack on a building to bring it down to earth, to destroy all that was within. Drift gasped and opened his optics.

There were no limbs.

There were no bodies.

There was no blood.

There was no life, even to begin with, in the tattered remains of the building.

Drift breathed out through his nostrils, turning his head back towards Jetfire who had just recently begun to stand up. He pointed his sword at him and shouted, “Jetfire, transform and allow the equines atop of you!”

Jetfire wasted no time and did as he was told. He clenched his fists, he closed his optics, and he jumped into the air. His body morphed and merged into his alternative mode, the exhaust ports keeping the vehicle above the cement. Jetfire dipped to the left, his wing lowering.

“Up ya get!” Jetfire confirmed.

Applejack rose first, straightening her hat. “Come on, girls!” she shouted, jumping forward to land on Jetfire’s wing. Rarity and Pinkie followed behind her, only to be trailed by Rainbow Dash aiding the terrified Fluttershy along.

They all sat down in the middle of Jetfire’s vehicle. Drift eyed them all up and down, earning a nod from each one for confirmation. They were ready.

Drift faced the remaining Autobots. He said, “Jetfire will be directing our equine friends up to the Nemesis. I will follow and provide cover fire. In the meantime; Jazz, Ironhide, get to the front lines and hold back the enemy forces!”

“‘Bout time,” Ironhide growled menacingly, filling his Scrapmaker with one clip. He and Jazz nodded to one another and ran forward together. Jazz broke off and shot his grappling hook to the nearest building side, instantly disappearing amongst the smoke and ash.

“Good luck, Jazzy,” Pinkie whispered, clutching onto Applejack’s hoof. Applejack didn’t even speak. She couldn’t open her mouth to let a lie slip by, a lie guaranteeing the safety of both Jazz…and Ironhide. She just squeezed her friend’s hoof back.

All five of them fell on their backs when Jetfire began to rise higher and higher.

Drift backed up, watching as Jetfire rose from the cement and up into the air. The Decepticon turned Autobot brought his eyes back down, both landing on the last two Autobots.

Cliffjumper shouted over the gunfire. “What about us?!” he questioned.

Drift’s eyes shot upwards, passed the two smaller Autobots still staring at him. He slowly began to smile.

“I don’t think I like that smile…” Cliffjumper whimpered.

The midnight Autobot stared at them, nodding once. “Your ride will arrive shortly! Be sure to jump!” he shouted.

Right as Cliffjumper was about to interject, Drift leapt and transformed mid-air, his swords morphing alongside his body to form the helicopter blades. Once he was airborne, the helicopter spun around and faced the rising Jetfire. The Autobot jet activated his thrusters and pushed into the air, the screaming of five mares following his flight. Drift followed closely, his helicopter blades becoming more silent as he and Jetfire disappeared into the burning afternoon skies.

Bumblebee and Cliffjumper stood in the middle of the street awkwardly.

Cliff slowly turned his head left. Bumblebee turned his right. Their optics met. Cliffjumper eyed his surroundings, tapping his foot on the ground.

“So…” he began, bringing his eyes from building to building, “…about that ride Drift was talking about… Do you have any clue what he meant by that?”

An Alliance airship crashed into the building behind Bumblebee. The yellow bot shook his head, shrugging once. “Nope,” he stated simply.

“Oh… Well then…to the front lines?”

Bumblebee opened his mouth to answer, but stopped when several crashes came from behind.

Both Autobots spun around, their weapons ready. Standing at the top of the towering pile of trash and tattered building stood six Decepticon soldiers and one Heavy Soldier. More fell from the skies, adding to the standing group of twelve Decepticons. The Heavy stepped forward, its Ion Displacer pointed to the two small Autobots.

“Hands up, Autobot scum!” the Heavy ordered, his Ion Displacer lighting up at the end.

Bumblebee pointed his assault rifle forward. He leaned towards his red companion, saying, “Alright, Cliff, just like Drift told us. Steady aiming, clench the fist, and let loose on the Dece-”

“We surrender!” Cliffjumper screamed, both of his hands rising up.

Bumblebee merely facepalmed.

The Heavy revved up his Ion Displaced, fully intending on releasing its clip on the two targets in front of him. But before he, or any of the soldiers to his left and right could do such a thing, the ground between his legs erupted into a bright explosion. The entire pile of broken building blew up, launching the dead pieces of Decepticon all across the road.

Cliffjumper was the first to spot the glowing ball of fire headed right for the Decepticons. A distraction was needed to keep their attention on him, and it worked. All that remained of the twelve Decepticons were their burning body parts by their feet.

“What the…? How did… Where did that just come from?” Bumblebee sputtered.

A loud screech was their answer.

Cliffjumper and Bumblebee both faced the rising smoke, noticing a dark figure flying down right towards them. Another screech followed by the flapping of heavy, metal wings. Cliffjumper smiled.

“It came from our ride.”

Bumblebee was about to interject, but quickly realized that his input was not needed. He watched as Cliffjumper backed up, taking off with a running start.

He made sure to not leave Bee hanging.

“Like Drift said: Be sure to jump!

Bumblebee didn’t argue. He ran forward, following Cliffjumper’s movements as the red Autobot leapt right into the rising smoke. The dark figure emerged, revealing itself to be Swoop.

The Dinobot flyer screeched his own battle cry, the lower half of his body swooping downwards with his wings outstretched. With that small moment of deceleration Swoop had, it allowed Cliffjumper to latch himself onto Swoop’s underbelly, the yellow bot right behind him doing the same.

Swoop screeched, and with his allies in tow he flew straight up towards the Nemesis…

…where Princess Twilight was held hostage.