Coalescence

This time the drop brought the robot halfway up the ramp. “Crasher!”
“D-do you…want to do this…instead?” The Decepticon clenched her eyes shut tight
and lightning bolts arced between her teeth. “I’m… t-t-trying!!”
Cyclonus leaned in as close as he could and whispered. “Picture the gateway in your
mind, it’s the only thing there, floating in the black. It’s not made out of metal and
circuit, you can look past that and see the energy current itself. It’s flowing towards
the gate. It’s a glowing white stream splashing along the riverbed. It branches out as it
enters the arch, little tributaries bending and turning into different pools. Focus on one
of those branches, do you see it?”
“I-I…Yes.”
Cyclonus continued to whisper, “Good. Good. Now imagine there’s a rock face next
to the river. You do a seismic stomp. What happens to the rock?”
“It’s falling into the river. There’s a splash… The current can’t get around it. The
branch is drying up!” Crasher exclaimed. “That little segment of the arch has gone
dark!”
Cyclonus glanced up at the gateway, the swirling white portal sputtered for a second
then regained stability.
“You did it,” He confirmed. “You’re shaking the circuits enough to affect the gate. I
told you that you could!”
“N-now what?” Crasher’s brow furled.
“Now we find the branch that goes to the input controls…” Cyclonus breathed the
words, “Imagine that they’re flashing red. You don’t have to know where they are,
your vibrations will do it for you. All you have to do is keep your eyes open…”
Darkwing kept watching the tussle between the Fallen and giant lion, and warned,
“You guys might want to hurry…”
“I really don’t know who we should be rooting for.” Side Burn’s eyes darted from the
Decepticons to the Fallen, to the portal, to the banks of cyborgs that he had helped
create.
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