Chronicles of Ages (working title)

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  1. herugrim

    herugrim Defiler of Energon

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    Transformers Chronicles of Ages

    Table of Contents:
    Chapter 1: Flight of the Ark
    Chapter 2: The Living Planet
    Chapter 3: First Contact

    For starters, this is an original fiction series based on my own collection. It uses elements from Generation One, Beast Wars, the Unicron Trilogy, and a few bits from the Live action franchise with an original story. Here’s the cast I base the characters off of. Of course you can imagine the characters any way you want, but it terms of weaponry and even size, these are my references with some biographies to fill in the background:

    Autobots:

    Zeta Prime – [Armada Powerlinx Optimus Prime]
    Current leader of the Autonomous Robot Division (Autobots) and bearer of the Matrix of Leadership.

    Grandus – [Energon Ultra Magnus]
    Zeta’s primary adviser can integrate with his leader in a variety of ways to keep enemies off balance.

    Sky Garry – [Armada Powerlinx Jetfire]
    Originally a scientist/explorer and pacifist, he joined the Autobots after seeing the brutality of Soundwave’s experiments. Determined to help stop the Decepticons.

    Commander Optronix – [Generations Fall of Cybertron Optimus Prime]
    Current leader of the tenth platoon. Was promoted after the death of Sentinel Prime, he has been rebuilt on many occasions due to his lack of regard for his own well-being, and stubbornness in refusing the help of others. (Originally represented as Titanium War Within Optimus Prime, and then by Generations War for Cybertron Optimus) He used to be a cargo hauler in a company run by Kup.

    Bumblebee – [Generations War for Cybertron Bumblebee]
    Formerly maintained security systems for an energon processing facility, he’s become a valuable scout and saboteur. His experiences have led to him assimilating demolition skill sets. (think G1 Bee meets Rattrap)

    Prowl – [Titanium War Within Prowl]
    Head of security. Not as big an ass as he is in the comics.

    Jazz – [Generations Fall of Cybertron Jazz]
    Not a ninja with magic powers! Chief of communications and second-in-command, he prefers to study cultures of other species but he is deceptively skilled in unconventional combat.

    Grimlock – [Titanium War Within Grimlock]
    He’s a former Champion of the Gladiatorial games at the Coliseum (something like being former Pro-Wrestling World Champion), impulsive and aggressive. He tends to get in trouble, but extremely effective in taking out multiple enemy units in succession.

    Jetfire – [Titanium War Within Jetfire]
    Former member of the Cybertron Arial forces, used to answer directly to Starscream (an old friend and a commander). He betrayed the Decepticons to join the Autobots.

    The Wreckers: Autobot subgroup who specializes in guerilla warfare and demolitions.

    Grindcore – [’07 movie Grindcore]
    Leader of the wreckers, he used to be an engineer, and Demolishor was his partner. When he realized the experiments his partner was conducting behind his back and with the Decepticons (which lead to the creation of the Constructicons), he signed up for the Autobots.

    Landquake – [Energon Landquake]
    Used to maintain upkeep of Crystal City, he went into hiding when the Decepticons attacked the city and remained in seclusion afterwards in a state of depression. Grindcore convinced him to join the fight after he showed him more of the damage the Decepticons have caused. Landquake wishes to end the conflict as soon as possible.

    Roadblock – [Energon Roadblock]
    Longrack – [Cybertron Longrack]
    Two former Constructicons who were rescued from Demolishor’s experiments by Grindcore, they’ve stuck with Grindcore ever since.

    Decepticons:

    The Four Generals
    Megatron – [Generations War for Cybertron Megatron]
    Straxus – [Generations Darkmount]
    Thunderwing – [Generations Thunderwing]
    Galvatron – [Classics 2.0 Galvatron]
    Used to be generals of the Cybertronian military, they rebelled after an extraterrestrial attack left Cybertron’s military decimated. They blame the lack of support from the Council for the loss of their friends. Various labor drones were weaponized to make them an army which they now use to conquer the planet.

    Special Forces
    Megabolt - [Titanium Megatron]
    Combaticons - [Generations Fall of Cybertron Combaticons]
    Scrapmetal Drones – [Cybertron Scrapmetal]
    Under Megatron’s command, they make up the majority of ground force assaults.

    Army
    Demolishor – [Energon/Armada Demolishor]
    Tankor Drones – [Universe Tankor, The vehicon not the classics 2.0 figure]
    Straxus’ forces based out of his fortress, Darkmount. They make up the bulk of Decepticon defense forces and artillery strikes.

    Air Force
    Starscream – [Energon Starscream G1 Redeco]
    Thundercracker – [Titanium War Within Thundercracker]
    Obsidian Drones – [Universe Obsidian]
    Thunderwing’s forces specialize in air strikes and surveillance. Tend to be overly aggressive, like their General.

    Space Fleet
    Cyclonus – [Classics 2.0 Cyclonus]
    Scourge – [Generations Scourge]
    Sweep Drones – [Titanium Scourge]
    The space forces led by Galvatron are well-trained fighters and are extremely loyal to General. Sometimes they act independently from other Decepticons and seem to have their own motives.

    Chapter 1: Flight of the Ark, pending.
     
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    Flight of the Ark

    Crystal City, once one of the greatest wonders of the planet Cybertron. Now its looming towers and slender arcs are the granule for another battle. Smoke billows from the pits and explosions rock the ruins as the Autobot and Decepticon armies clash in the oldest bowels of the city. Swarms of Obsidian drones gravitate through the sky like dark clouds. Legions of Scrapmetal drones flood the ground, mixed with Tankor drones that serve as command hubs for the units to link to. Energy bolts of different hues light up the remains of the city in a brilliant array.

    “Autobots, hold your ground!” orders Zeta Prime. “We have to buy enough time for the ship to take off! You must hold the enemy at bay no matter what it takes!” The Autobot leader and his old friend Grandus hold the front line at the main entrance to the launch facility. The two massive Autobots modulate their shield harmonics to maintain their defenses while they blast through the rubble to decimate enemy forces. They keep the main forces at bay while covering the units that already infiltrated from escaping.

    Remaining enemy forces focus on the Ark itself, a massive vessel of an unknown age, and the last hope of the Autobots. At the base of the craft, more Autobots scramble to defend the structure.“Jetfire, assist Sky Garry with Air Support! Prowl and Jazz, take cover on the port-side of the vessel! Bumblebee and Grimlock, cover the starboard side! Draw their fire! I’ll work my way to the rear and flank them!” the commander of the unit, Optronix, barks his orders over the communications network.

    “Commander, that’s suicide!” Bumblebee protests and he reloads his blaster. “You can’t do that on your own!”

    “Obey your orders, soldier!” Optronix stated. “It’s a risk that I can handle, but I need all four of you to keep the enemy busy to pull it off!”

    The Autobots take up their positions. High above, Sky Garry and Jetfire struggle against overwhelming odds. They loop a randomized series of evasive maneuvers while they take pot shots at the enemy. Among the drones, three fighters join the battle.

    “Thundercracker, you’re with me! We’ll take the big one!” ordered Aerial General Thunderwing. “Starscream, make sure the traitor is destroyed!”

    “It will be my pleasure,” Starscream crows. He locks Jetfire in his sights and the two aerial fighters lock into a dog fight.

    With Starscream hot on his tail, the reformed Decepticon first tries to outrun his old friend. He loops within the large hangar to get behind his opponent, but the aerial commander’s thrusters prove up with the task. Gunfire rips at Jetfire’s fighter mode as he dives into an exposed area of framework. The Autobot zigs and zags through the superstructure, but his enemy never loses a beat and continues to chip away at Jetfire’s armor. In a final and desperate attempt, the Aerial Autobot makes a sharp ascent and transforms into robot mode. He takes aim with his rifle with hopes to catch Starscream off-guard when he changes course, but the wily Decepticon sees it coming. Rather then turn up, Starscream spins to the outside while he transforms. Before he even regains control, the Decepticon volleys a cluster of energy blasts at his former comrade. The rotation of his attack surprises Jetfire and he is pelted by the attacks. His thruster assembly damaged, the Autobot plummets to the ground and finds himself in the midst of a large portion of enemy drones.

    “The aerial commander likes to perform a little too much,” Megatron observes from his command bunker in the upper levels of the complex. “Megabolt, finish his job for him.”

    “As you wish, brother,” confirmed Megabolt over the com system as he observed the battle from the front lines. “Time for Jetfire to learn that treachery has its price, yes…” The Decepticon converts to tank mode and blasts straight into the battlefield. His energy pulse burns through several Decepticon drones along the way and hits the Autobot as he struggles against a wave of Scrapmetals. Jetfire is torn to pieces by the blast. His scorched remains rain down on the remaining Autobots.
     
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    optimegatron Not over, not finished.

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    Holy crap, this is insane...
     
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    Insane in a good way I hope :) 

    Next page will go up today (yes, that was only page 1 of chapter one, much more to come).

    Already here:

    Jetfire’s charred cranial unit bounces off of Grimlock’s chassis and lands at his feet. The Autobot warrior looks down at the face of a mechanoid he once hated, but gradually learned to respect and came to consider a good friend. Jetfire’s optics were dim, his face twisted in pain. Grimlock’s optics flared as he cursed the Decepticons. A blaster in one hand and a sword in the other, the enraged Autobot cuts a swath into the enemy forces. His commander shouts out in vain after him.

    “Slaggit, Grimlock! Stay in line! You’re too exposed!” His orders fall on inactive audio receptors. Optronix punches a hole in his cover and revises his orders. “Prowl, recover Jetfire’s core! We may be able to revive him! Bumblebee and Jazz, give him cover fire! I’m going after Grimlock!”

    “That’s a negative commander!” Zeta Prime interrupts as he looks back at the carnage as it unfolds. “You must protect the Ark, I will retrieve Grimlock. He will wind up closer to my position!”

    “I’m sorry I can’t comply, Prime!” Optronix rejected. “We don’t have time to wait for him to approach your position! I’m going in!” Optronix dives into vehicle mode and roars down the upper walkway he planned to use to flank the enemy.

    Zeta Prime swears. “Sky Garry, take up position at the base of the ship and try to help the Commander! I’m on my way!”

    “Affirmative, Zeta Prime!” Sky Garry acknowledges. The aerial Autobot ejects a neutron charge from his aft cargo hold before he rockets down to the base of the ship. The charge erupts behind him with an energy pulse that decimates the Obsidian drones that attempt to pursue, and even knocks Thunderwing and Thundercracker for a loop. He converts to robot mode before he hits the ground. Sky Garry draws enemy fire while the remaining Autobots collect what they can of Jetfire and board the ship.

    The mad Grimlock plows through the Scrapmetal drones, whom are drowned in the flames of his rage. A Tankor takes advantage of the distraction to connect a powerful plasma charge to the Autobot’s shoulder joint, but it only makes the warrior angrier. Grimlock charges the Decepticon drone, plunges his sword deep into its chassis, and fires his blaster point blank at the drone’s cranial unit. With a hub-drone disabled, the drones that surround Grimlock malfunction from the communication disruption and collapse into stasis lock. All the while Grimlock’s true target remains secure in his sights, Megabolt.

    The Decepticon Special Forces agent remains in Tank mode and discharges a volley of energy blasts at his target. Each blast ebbs from his cannon and arcs directly into the enraged Grimlock. His thick armor resists the attack more than his ally’s did, but he still feels it. The projectile shreds Grimlock’s armor, but he marches on and gets within striking distance of the Decepticon. Grimlock grabs the barrel of Megabolt’s cannon with his free hand and tears it off the tank. His enemy transforms into robot mode as he struggles to flee but the Autobot shoots out his target’s knees. Megatron’s younger brother doesn’t even get an opportunity to beg for pardon as Grimlock clasps his cranial unit and crushes it between his fingers. The Autobot finishes the Decepticon with a final proton blast through his core, and tosses the remains into the rubble of drones he left behind.
     
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    Glad you enjoy! Here's another page to hold you till tomorrow:

    A green tank slams into Grimlock and pins him to the ground. The vehicle shifts into another Decepticon, Brawl. “You’re fighting on the wrong side, Grimlock! The rivalry between the Dyno-bots and the Combaticons was the biggest draw in the Coliseum! We are the same. You should join the Decepticons!”

    Grimlock powers out of Brawl’s pin and tosses the Combaticon over his shoulder. “That was before you signed on with Megatron and killed everyone I ever cared about!” he roared. “The last Dyno-bot will never fight alongside the likes of you!” They lock up in a grapple. Grimlock over powers his foe and lifts the mechanoid over his head, but Brawl slips out. The Decepticon hooks the Autobot’s arms and slams him cranium first into the ground.

    “As you wish.” Brawl growls as he activates an internal signal beacon. Within nano-kliks, the other four Combaticons are summoned. They all transform and combine into the titan known as Bruticus. The combined Decepticon towers over the last Dyno-bot, and seethes with rage. Grimlock scrambles to escape but damage to his legs joints from Megabolt’s barrage causes him to collapse under the weight. Bruticus brings a massive foot to bear on the injured Autobot and begins to crush his armor, when a crimson truck plows through a squad of Scrapmetal drones and crashes into the giant Decepticon.

    The impact staggers the giant and releases Grimlock from imminent demise. Optronix converts back to robot mode as he bounces off Bruticus and lands on his feet. The Autobot Commander barrages the Combaticons with a shower of energy bolts, but the Decepticon shrugs the attack off. Optronix strafes as he shoots to avoid a counter attack but underestimates his enemy. He gets scooped up in a massive metal claw. Just as Bruticus begins to crush the commander, he’s pauses from a jolt of pain as Grimlock tears the hydraulic tubes from the giant’s foot.

    “Rargh! Bruticus forgot about puny Dyno-bot. Bruticus fix!” the Decepticon puts an array of gun barrels directly in Grimlocks face. The last Dyno-bot chuckles just before a series of plasma bots tear through his frame and leave him a scorched pile of rubble. Optronix calls out but Bruticus tosses the commander towards a sea of eager Scrapmetal drones.

    Sky Garry intercepts and catches Optronix in the passenger compartment of his vehicle mode. “No! We must go back for Grimlock!” the commander protests. “We may be able to recover him!”

    “Relax, kid!” Sky Garry activates a series of titanium cords to restrain the anxious Autobot. “Zeta Prime will take care of it, we need to cover the Ark!” he shuttles Optronix back to the ship where he’s dragged reluctantly onboard by Jazz and Prowl. “Prepare ignition sequence, dust off will commence shortly!”
     
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    omg. Jetfire's scrapped, Grimlock's scrapped, Megabolt's scrapped. The Dyno-bots are long dead. Is there anything your story won't do to surprise us ?

    : )
     
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    “Division three, status,” Megatron inquired over his internal com system.

    “Artillery placements are secure, Megatron,” Rumbled the gravelly voice of General Straxus. “We’re ready when you are.”

    “Excellent. Fire at will, General!” Suddenly an explosion rocks the bunker. “Straxus, report! What was that?!”

    “Grrr, the tunnels have collapsed and pulled the platforms down. Those explosives, it must be them”

    “Them? Them Who?!”

    “Wreckers! Attack!” Grindcore’s verbal commands echo through the caverns that Straxus’ forces have been trapped in. Landquake bursts in first, his armored front end tears through the rubble. He transforms into vehicle mode, turns his rear section into a weapon platform, and cuts down a platoon of Tankor drones. Longrack comes from the eastern section of the tunnel network and engages the Decepticon General in close combat. Sparks ignite the air as shovel and pick-axe clash repeatedly. Roadblock remains concealed in the upper tunnels and snipes drones one-by-one with his rifle.

    “I’ve been waiting for this, you sorry excuse for a pile of scrap!” Grindcore sneers as he squares off with Demolishor. “You perverted all of our work!”

    The Decepticon scientist chuckles. “Hah! I used your resources while you were convenient. I never believed in that scrap you were preaching!” Demolishor taunts as he fires a volley of bullets from his finger-tips at his former colleague. Grindcore tanks the damage and fires back with his own rifle. His aim is dead-on and Demolishor reels from the shot, but collapses into artillery mode and fires a series of rockets at the ceiling of the cave. Stalactites rain down on Grindcore, who dives to the side to avoid the impact.

    *should be more to come later today.*​
     
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    Back in the main hangar, Zeta Prime and his team mobilize. He activates his container which drops in from a higher level. It then automatically converts into a gunnery station, which Grandus transforms and links up with. Prime mans the merged weaponry and fires the main cannons. A set of dual energy blasts burn through the Scrapmetal and Tankor drones, directly into the base of the Decepticon command bunker. The raised platform collapses and buries Megatron under a massive pile of rubble.

    The titanic Bruticus targets the Autobot leader and charges before Grandus can recharge. Zeta Prime squares off with the twisted monstrosity and summons up the power of the matrix. He channels the energy into his hands and claps them together. The energy cascades into a wave of light and vibrates the Combaticons out of their combined form. Additional blaster fire from Prime’s weapon platform’s secondary systems scatters the stunned Combaticons before they can regroup.

    With the heavy hitters out of the way, Zeta scoops up the remains of Grimlock’s core and stores it in his container. Prime and Grandus then convert to vehicle mode and charge through the battle wreckage to reunite with Sky Garry at the base of the massive ship. Back in robot mode, the Autobot leader sends his container into the ship and seals the hatch behind it. He then signals the Autobots on the bridge. “Take off! We’ll keep the enemy forces at bay and follow behind!”

    “Roger that, Zeta Prime!” affirmed Prowl. The engines blaze and orange flames raise the golden vessel skyward. Prime, Grandus, and Sky Garry fire on full automatic and scatter the enemy drones with a barrage of laser fire and missiles. The drones close rank as their numbers dwindle.

    Megatron blasts himself free of the rubble that pinned him. His optics make a rapid scan of the current situation. “Thunderwing, take what’s left of your forces and pursue the ship from the flank. Meet up with Galvatron’s fleet in orbit and coordinate your attacks there! All other units focus all fire on Zeta Prime and his team!” the General commands as he quietly observes. He deactivates his comlink as the battle continues. “The Autobots have the advantage, our forces are decimated. So far, all goes according to plan. And all it cost me was an incompetent brother.” All the drones focus their firepower on the group and the pressure strains the Autobots.

    “The Decepticons are rallying!” Grandus notes.

    “Understood! Cybertron Defense Force, unite!” Zeta Prime commands. The three Autobots transform and combine into a new, massive form. At full power, Zeta Prime ascends on his massive thrusters and unleashes two huge beams of energy that envelope the Decepticon ground forces. He takes off after the ship and covers the rear as the Decepticon air forces close in. Prime would be happy to have made it this far, but he knows the worst lies ahead. Dealing with Straxus, Megatron, and Thunderwing was the easy part. The most enigmatic and unpredictable danger is yet to come, Galvatron.

    All the while, Megatron smiles.

    Okay, next section is a big one. It's the end of the chapter and will have to go up all at once. The battle finally comes to an end!
     
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    Phew, finally. Presenting the end of Chapter 1! Enjoy!​


    The Ark enters orbit over the planet Cybertron, and is met by a fleet of Sweeps. The space-born drones cluster around a pair of space stations, each anchored to one of the planet’s dual moons. No movement is detected for nearly a megacycle as the ship rises from the surface, while fireworks follow from below. In his combined form, Zeta Prime is a formidable aerial fighter and the extra firepower he gets from Grandus makes him neigh unstoppable. The two fleets wait until the ship is directly between them to launch their attack.

    “We’re being flanked from port and starboard sides!” Prowl reports from the Tactical console. “Shields are down by twenty percent! We can’t take much more of this!”

    “What about forward?” Optronix questions.

    “Nothing on forward sensors,” Bumblebee reports from Operations. “Wide open space along our plotted course.”

    “Bumblebee, reroute power from the weapons to the shields, Angle shielding to the port and starboard sides. Preserving the ship is more vital than damaging the enemy. Zeta Prime will cover our rear. Jazz, maintain a steady course. We’ll lose them when we get far enough to open a warp gate. Send a communique to Prime to update him on our status.”

    “Understood Commander!” answered Jazz from the helm. “Plotting course for target destination. We’ll be clear for the warp gate in five cycles.”

    At the rear of the vessel, Zeta Prime swats down aerial drones left and right. Just as he cuts down a large margin of enemy forces, three Cybertronian aerial fighters arrive. Thundercracker and Starscream transform and engage the Autobot Leader in a display of aerial acrobatics while each side exchanges fire. Thunderwing jets straight by the Prime and the Ark. He heads to the second moon and makes landfall in robot mode. The aerial General stands before a monolithic orbital canon, a new design engineer by the space division of the Decepticon forces. He enters the structure and meets up the fourth Decepticon General, Galvatron.

    The leader of the Decepticon fleet makes adjustments on a control panel at the base of the giant cannon. He pays no heed to his visitor. “Galvatron, this contraption of yours had better be operational,” Thunderwing grumbles. “We’re gambling a lot on this super weapon of yours.”

    “I never gamble,” Galvatron clarified. “The device will work exactly as I have designed. All of my projects work to perfection.”

    “Is that what you say about you’re ‘sweeps’, General?” Thunderwing mocks.

    “I suppose I should have let that tool, Soundwave, design my slaves?” Galvatron jeers. “Those pitiful labor drones you repurposed don’t even make a good distraction.”

    “Megatron’s pet is as incompetent as Straxus’ psychotic scientist. We would’ve all been better with clones.”

    “Ah yes,” Galvatron groans. “Bludgeon’s project. As if he was even capable of designing a stable artificial intelligence to govern even a single clone, nonetheless an army.”

    “If we had support, the project would’ve been completed successfully,” Thunderwing argued. “But Megatron had to…take charge.”

    “Megatron will be dealt with in his own time, as will we all.”

    “Cryptic as always,” Thunderwing scans the internal mechanisms of the device with his optics, and puzzles over its function. “What in the Pit is this thing, anyway? It looks like it uses some kind of organic fuel. I’ve never heard of that.”

    Galvatron scowls at the observation. He finally turns to face his visitor. “Do not waste energy in a feeble attempt to understand that which exceeds your limited programming, Aerial General,” he growled. “If I explained it with enough time for you to process, we would miss our opportunity of attack.”

    “If you say so,” Thunderwing leers at his fellow general before he turns his attention back to the battle. “Are you going to help, or should I stop the Autobots on my own.”

    “The fleets have been deployed.” Galvatron answered as he turns his attention back to the interface. “My men will hold the line until the target is in position.”

    Back in the battle, Zeta Prime has the two seekers on the ropes. He fires in simultaneous directions while he avoids their attacks, and closes them together. With each finally in direct line of fire for a micro-klik, he prepares to fire his main weapons when laser fire from his rear staggers him. Prime turns to see Cyclonus and Scourge rapidly close on his location in vehicle mode. They each transform and coordinate an assault with the aerial seekers.

    Instantly the Decepticons surround the Prime in a blur of speed and barrage the Autobot. Zeta reacts with uncanny speed and falls back from his enemy, and breaks their formation. The Decepticons press their attack and force the Autobot Leader into a defensive position. Their private battle flickers hither and to as they dodge fire, break formations, and loop in aerial acrobatics.

    “Picking up a foreign power source on long-range sensors, Commander,” Bumblebee reports back on the bridge of the Ark. “It’s coming from the second moonbase.”

    “Boost the sensor array. Can you pinpoint the source?” Optronix asks.

    “Boosting…readings aren’t making much sense. I’ll cross-reference it with Teletraan-1’s database…This, this can’t be!”

    “What is it?!” Prowl’s anxiety is blatant.

    “It looks like, Dark Energon!”

    “That’s impossible!” Jazz protests. “There aren’t any sources of Dark Energon on Cybertron or either of the moonbases! And even if they got some, it is far too unstable to control! What do they plan to do, blow up the moon?”

    “Anything else you can tell us, Bumblebee?” Optronix inquires.

    “I’m also picking up some kind of superstructure. A foreign alloy, there’s nothing in the database. Configuration appears to be an orbital gun, Mega Class.”

    “Mega Class?” Optronix puzzles. “Those are for bombarding space stations and planets, but none of them were ever made!”

    “Apparently one was,” Bumblebee corrected the commander. “And the power readings are off the scale! Commander if that thing hits us, shields or no shields, there’s no way this ship will take it!”

    “Galvatron,” Optronix mutters. “By Primus, what have you done?”

    Bumblebee breaks the eerie silence that follows. “Commander, what do we do? Abandon ship?”

    “Negative, Bumblebee.” The commander answers. “If we fail here then the war is lost. Update Zeta Prime. If there’s one more miracle we can pull off, he’ll be the one to think of it.”

    Outside the ship Zeta Prime hesitates in his flurry of exchanges with the Decepticons when he gets the internal message. The fliers take advantage of the opening. They form up and fire all weapons on full charge. Unable to dodge, Zeta does the only thing he can; he splits back up into three components. He uses one of Sky Garry’s thruster assemblies attached to his back to maintain his maneuverability in space and converts to robot mode with his aerial partner. The bizarre tactic catches the Decepticons off guard. Before they can regroup Zeta blasts Starscream and Thundercracker into reentry. Sky Garry grabs Cyclonus and throws him into Scourge. The impact throws both space fighters into range of Grandus’ main guns. The Autobot takes the shot and sends both Decepticons hurtling through space.

    “A little help here?” Grandus requests, still locked in artillery mode. “Some of us aren’t designed for space flight!”

    “We’re on our way,” Zeta Prime reassures his ally. Sky Garry catches up to the leader and the two recombine. With thrusters on maximum burn they reunite with Grandus and their full form is restored. The colossal Autobot targets the orbital cannon on the second moonbase and rockets straight toward it at full speed.

    “Bah, you’ve taken too long, as usual.” Thunderwing complains when he sees the Prime approach. “You’d better get this pile of slag up and running soon, Galvatron. I can only hold off the Prime for so long, and the target is nearly out of range.” Rather than wait for a response, the Aerial General takes flight in vehicle mode and intercepts Zeta Prime. Galvatron turns to look after his departure, and then returns back to his machinations.

    “Lost in a fog of rage, even as you were back when we fought The Swarm,” Galvatron reminisced. “Things were the same even back then. The bureaucrats patted us on the back and handed out commendations, then proceeded as if nothing happened. Meanwhile all of our fellow soldiers died in that final battle against the mothership. We were all that was left, and nobody cared. Perhaps that is when your logic processors failed.”

    Circuitry throughout the chamber spark to life as the weapon reaches full power. Processing tubes radiate with the dim black light of Dark Energon and power condensers roar to life. The Ark centers in the targeting scanners, but rather than lock it in, Galvatron aims it at the dueling Zeta Prime and Thunderwing.

    “Megatron is a fool but his plan suits my purposes for now. The Ark will be free to leave. The real target will be destroyed. However, Megatron will be disappointed.” He locks the target, and a smirk cracks his face.

    “The Matrix will not be Megaton’s, this or any other day!”

    Despite his disadvantage, Thunderwing fights to a standstill with Zeta Prime. A bolt of unstable energy arcs between the warriors and interrupts the fight before it can run its course. Both fighters scan the source of the disturbance, the orbital cannon. Black lightning rips at the space around the facility, and threatens all those who come near. Thunderwing curses Galvatron as he converts back to vehicle mode and flees the scene. Zeta Prime looks behind him to see the tail end of the ship is still in firing range. He knows he must buy the precious seconds the ship needs to escape, and he knows only one way to do it.

    Zeta summons the power of the matrix to enhance his shielding. Now protected from the violent energy discharges, he rockets towards the facility. The Autobot leader presses his body against the end of the barrel and grasps so tightly that his fingers dig into the device. At full thruster power, amplified by the Matrix, Zeta Prime pushes the canon to the side, but the giant weapon is stubborn and slow to move. Time runs shorter.

    Galvatron’s grin spreads wider as he sees the Autobot pulling at the gun. With the press of a button, the weapon is activated. A chain reaction churns in the belly of the facility. Black energy cascades through the barrel and slams into the Autobot Leader. Zeta Prime can feel the Matrix ebb with power from the strain on his shields but he holds firm and keeps up the pressure.

    “Defense Force disengage! I will handle this!” Zeta commands. Only his body does not react. “You must detach from me or you won’t survive!”

    “You still need us,” affirmed Grandus. “You can’t handle this alone.”

    “We must part ways, old friends,” Zeta insisted. “I won’t sentence you to my death.”

    “We are all Prime, Zeta.” Sky Garry added. “If we fall, we fall together.”

    “No!” Zeta howls as he feels the shield fluctuate and bolts of radiation rip at his armor. “Don’t be stupid! We’ll all die! Like fools!” More radiation breaks through and triggers memory patterns in Zeta Prime’s databanks.

    “No, they’ve taken the Omega bridge?” Zeta gasped as he looked over the report. “Then there’s really no choice. To defeat the Decepticons, we must abandon Cybertron.”

    “It’s called the Ark,” Alpha Trion explained. “It was built in a lost age by foreign beings. Within its databanks, there is the location of a living planet, a source of Natural Energon.”

    A jolt of pain restores Zeta’s awareness as more of his shields give way and his joints buckle under the extreme pressure. More of his armor peels off and exposes his endoskeleton. Another memory piece activates from the radiation.

    “Are you sure?” Zeta ponders as he looks on at the data streaming across the monitor.

    “There’s no doubt.” Vector Prime states. “When he passed I tagged his spark so that I would be alerted should it ever come online again. There is no doubt about it. Optronix is the reincarnation of Prima, the first Cybertronian.”

    Back in reality, Zeta’s shield finally gives way. His body is torn apart. His helmet and facemask disintegrate to expose a face he’s kept hidden for as long as he can remember. It summons another memory file from his databanks.

    “It is believed that all Cybertronians are designed in the image of Primus. It was once considered heretical to hide or rearrange your face. Is that why you wear that mask, Zeta? Do you doubt the existence of the Creator?”

    Zeta Prime hesitated to answer, but pours over the fatality report as it came in. “How can I, Vector Prime? How can I believe in a God that would allow something as horrible as this war to happen?”

    The corrupt energy scorches the interior of Zeta’s frame and crystals erupt from his body including his optics and vocalizer. Blinded, the dying Autobot imagines the scene behind him. He pictures the blast as it rips into the hull of the Ark. He imagines the reactor overloads and an electromagnetic pulls tears the ship and everyone in it apart. From the planet side, the golden hull of the ship would rain down like a gleaming meteor shower. In his death, Zeta Prime imagines the death of hope to be a beautiful sight.

    Cast adrift in darkness, Zeta Prime recognizes his surroundings. It was a swirling eddy of data streams and clusters of data cores. He had accessed the memories within the Matrix of Leadership before. He was in the Matrix, like all Primes who passed before him that housed it. His avatar coasts amidst a sea of data a pale, transparent reflection of himself.

    “Zeta Prime,” a powerful voice calls to him. The disembodied Autobot twists his head to find another Autobot. The newcomer is planted firmly on his feet and his avatar clear and bright.

    “Eh, I expected a Decepticon would claim the matrix. Who are you?”

    “I am Optimus Prime, your successor,” declared the visitor.

    “A new Prime,” Zeta muttered. “Strange, you seem familiar.”

    “In life, you knew me as Optronix.” Optimus answered.

    “Optronix,” Zeta muddled over the name. “So you survived the destruction of the Ark. I’m sorry I left things in such a bad state for you, Optronix. I failed to stop the Decepticons and end the war. I failed to save the Ark. All hope died because of me.”

    Optimus pauses for a moment before he responds. “I came to thank you, Zeta Prime.”

    “Thank me?” Zeta puzzled. “For what?”

    “For two things, first I must thank you for all that you taught Optronix. I was a stubborn youth, always charging head first into danger to prove myself to my comrades. I was ignorant to the greater scheme of life. You taught me the importance of deliberation, to consider the consequences of my actions. I didn’t want to risk the safety of my team mates, so I always ran solo. As a result I put myself in more danger then I needed. You taught me the value of teamwork. You and your team pulled off quite a few miracles through coordination.”

    “Yes, you were a difficult Autobot to command.” Zeta recalls. He can feel his avatar start to solidify as he rights himself. “But you overestimate me. Miracles were not my specialty.”

    “No?” Optimus responded as he tilted his head. “Then you should know that the Ark wasn’t destroyed. Thanks to your efforts, we were able to clear the blast and proceed on our mission. The Decepticons were too busy fighting each other to follow us.”

    “I…I did? But I looked back. I saw the Ark still in range!”

    “You put out a tremendous amount of energy, Zeta. I can’t really explain it myself, but somehow you changed the direction of the blast. We made it to the living planet, a place called Earth. But there’s something else, I must thank you as Prima as well.”

    “Prima?” Zeta puzzled for a moment. “That’s right, Vector Prime told me. You were the reincarnation of Prima. I told him we should have given you the Matrix of Leadership then and there. I knew you would’ve made a better leader then I was. What would you have to thank me for?”

    “When I inherited the Matrix, all of my memories as Prima were restored,” Optimus explained. “My final moment was a duel to the death with one of my own brothers. We were so close once, but greed and hate turned us all against each other. So many pointless deaths, when I died my spirit was broken. I was certain that there was no hope and that our race was doomed to destroy itself in an endless loop of civil conflict.

    “But when the Matrix restored that part of my spark, I could remember all the lessons you taught a young upstart Autobot. Your words echoed with ones I spoke long ago to my youngest brother. A3 was considered the weakest of the thirteen for a long time. He was the only one who had not yet learned to harness the power of his Matrix and become a true Prime, but I saw the strength of his spirit. No matter how desperate the struggle was, A3 remained determined that brighter times lie ahead. I knew that as long as he was true to himself, that there was hope for the future. So I tutored A3 as best I could.

    “I was so proud of my little brother when he awoke his Matrix of Wisdom and became Alpha Prime. He was a beacon of light among our people. No matter how much devastation we caused, he was determined to set things right. When I died, I had forgotten about Alpha, and the future he represented. I didn’t think light could survive in our world. But when I heard your voice as it spoke to Optronix, I could hear Alpha Prime. That seed of hope that I planted and forgotten about had survived all this time, despite the terrible things we did.”

    “Alpha Prime…” the name struck a chord with Zeta, as he had forgotten it as well. “It was a long time ago. Sincos and I were no more than thieves. The Cybertronian Civil Duties Committee had determined that our defective personalities made us useless, so we were cast out of society. We had to steal Energon and goods to trade just to survive. Alpha Prime caught us. Instead of turning us in to a Correctional Facility, he took us under his wing. We learned how to make ourselves useful, to find purpose in our lives. I learned everything I know from Alpha Prime. He retired his Matrix but I still frequently consulted him for advice.”

    “As do I,” Optimus added. “Alpha Trion is one of my closest advisers. Thanks to you, I know our will has persevered over all this time. You renewed my faith in our people, and restored my conviction. It’s thanks to the lessons you taught me as Optronix, and the determination you renewed in Prima, that I am the leader I am today. You’re legacy is not a failure, Zeta Prime.”

    “I guess you’re right, Optronix.” Zeta Prime’s avatar now stands on his feet, his luminosity fully restored. He could feel a strength he had never known before. “In my own way, I was able to help.”

    “And I’m hoping you will still help, old friend. Things have gotten bad on Earth and the Autobot need all the support we can get.”

    “Then you shall have it, Optimus Prime!” Zeta proclaims, his confidence restored. “I will always be here if you need me, ready to help! What’s the situation?”

    “To be honest, I’m not entirely sure,” Optimus stated. “I just came online again…”

    “Scrapped again, Optronix!?” Zeta shakes his head. “I guess you haven’t changed that much after all.”

    Optimus chuckles as he reminisces. “Well, I try. I’ve got to get to work. I’ll return when I need you.”

    “Understood, Optronix. I’ll be waiting.” Zeta watches Optimus Prime fade from the interface as he returns to the real world. The former Prime feels a heavy hand rest on his shoulder.

    “Seems we left our people in good hands, eh Zatron?” the manifestation of Sentinel Prime states, as he looks on from just behind Zeta Prime.

    “Without a doubt, Sincos,” Zeta adds. “Without a doubt.”

    New Cast:
    Optimus Prime - Classics Voyager Optimus Prime
    Sentinel Prime - Dark of the Moon Leader Sentinel Prime


    Note: the conversation between Zeta and Optimus technically doesn't happen until the next book, but it seemed appropriate to add here. Chapter 2: Earth is pending.​


    Update: Table of contents added to first post. Links to chapters provides a download of the complete chapter 1 in PDF for those that need to catch up or just want to be able to read the complete chapter at will.
     
  11. optimegatron

    optimegatron Not over, not finished.

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    This is great so far.
     
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    huh, sentinel and zeta knew each other from way back. Is Alpha Prime the ancestor to Alpha Trion ?

    This really is a new breath of air, personally I think we have too much treacherous and jackass (Animated Sentinel) good guy characters already.
     
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    herugrim Defiler of Energon

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    In this continuity, Alpha Prime is Alpha Trion, in his third trimester of life (retirement). He goes A3-Alpha Prime-Alpha Trion. Only he's so old that most transformers don't even know it.

    Originally there was a longer dialog between Sentinel and Zeta (in the rough draft) but Zeta came off sounding a little too whiney, so I scrapped it. There is actually a prequel series I'm planning to show the early days of the Autobots, back when Zeta was Commander Zatron, Optronix was a newb, and Sentinel Prime was still leader. His personality is more akin to that of his comic book incarnations (Megatron Origin).

    Glad you guys enjoy. I'll get Chapter 2 started tomorrow. Gotta work today.
     
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    herugrim Defiler of Energon

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    Chapter 2 introduces a lot of new characters. Here's the cast list.

    Autobots

    Assault Team
    Commander Optronix - [Classics Deluxe Optimus Prime]
    Ironhide - [Classics 2.0 Ironhide]
    Ratchet - [Classics 2.0 Ratchet]
    Sunstreaker - [Classics 2.0 Sunstreaker]
    Sideswipe - [Classics 2.0 Sideswipe]
    Prowl - [Classics 2.0 Prowl]

    Scout Team
    Jazz - [Reveal the Shield Special Ops Jazz]
    Mirage - [Classics Mirage]
    Hound - [Classics 2.0 Hound]
    Bumblebee - [Classics Bumblebee]
     
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    herugrim Defiler of Energon

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    Chapter 2
    Part 1 - Autobots

    “Reformat complete,” Ratchet said as the recuperation chamber opens. “How’s the new configuration feel, Commander?”

    “Feels a little light, Ratchet,” Optronix answered as he stepped out of the chamber in his new form. “Was it really necessary to reduce my armor so much?”

    “I’m afraid so Optronix. It was the only way we could integrate your new alternate form with your current base structure. We don’t have the means to make further modifications at this time.”

    “Very well,” Optronix comments as he tests his hydraulics. “At least it will be easier to move around in. Has everyone else been reformatted?”

    “Affirmative. They all seem to be adapting well.”

    “What about the injured?” Optronix inquires as he steps into intensive care.

    “Nothing by minor injuries from the crew,” Ratchet reports as he checks a console near a pair of rejuvenation tanks. “But, these two are a different case. We’ve been able to stabilize the spark cores of both Jetfire and Grimlock, but their bodies couldn’t be recovered. We don’t currently have the resources to construct new ones for them.”

    “What about using parts from the ship?”

    “The technology used to build this ship is too alien to us. I can’t adapt it to our own technology. However scans reveal the planet to have plenty of mineral resources. If we can harness enough Natural Energon and refine enough material, we should be able to construct new bodies for them. Until that time, I can only suggest we keep them in stasis.”

    “Unfortunate, but it will have to do for now.” Optronix takes one last look at the two spark cores, suspended in liquid and tied to a series of tubules. “Send a message to all senior staff. We must have a meeting in the war room.”

    “Consider it taken care of Commander.” Ratchet acknowledged.

    Moments later, Optronix enters the war room to find his staff already seated. Chief of Security, Prowl; Second Officer Ironhide; Head of Special Operations, Jazz; all were present. Optronix sits at the head of the table and looks to his advisers.

    “Autobots, the situation is dire. We’ve reviewed footage recorded of the orbital weapon the Decepticons tried to use on us. The videos vividly depict the destruction of Zeta Prime. By our best estimates, there is no way that our leader was able to survive.”

    “Dark Energon is an insidious tool,” Prowl states. “Its radiation burns from the inside out. His spark core was the first to go. If the Matrix survived, it would be encased in dark Energon, and impossible to recover.”

    “That leaves you in charge, Commander,” Jazz explains. “You outrank me. I guess we’ll have to start calling you Optronix Prime!”

    “I’m no Prime, Jazz,” Optronix protests. “Only a Matrix bearer can be a Prime. With the death of Zeta, and the destruction of the Matrix of Leadership, there will never be another Prime.”

    “That leaves us in a sticky sort,” Ironhide adds, his Altihex accent very thick. “We already lost Cybertron to the Decepticons. Getting it back’ll be tough without the Matrix to guide us.”

    “We’ll have to make due.” Optronix tries to focus the group again. “We’ll have to wait until we can return to Cybertron to erect Zeta’s memorial. It’ll provide us with even more motivation to succeed. Any sign that we were spotted?”

    “Negative, sir,” Prowl answers. “We successfully scrambled all orbital surveillance devices. Stealth systems were engaged. Optic camouflage has been engaged so we’ll remain undetectable. Only way someone might have noticed us is if they stood outside in the middle of the night and were taking ultraviolet photographs of the sky.”

    “Seems kinda twisted if ya ask me,” Ironhide adds.

    “What do you mean, Ironhide?” Optronix asks.

    “This here ship was designed on Cybertron before we existed. It already had this planet set as the target, and was especially designed to infiltrate this planet without alerting the inhabitants. What were they planning on doing to this planet?”

    “An interesting observation, Ironhide,” Prowl agreed. “The Ancients must have had some kind of design for Earth. The planet would have been newly born back then. It does seem very strange.”

    “It is a puzzle to be solved another time,” Optronix stated. “Any sign of pursuit?”

    “Not a thing, Sir,” Ironhide reports. “Our efforts to scramble the gate after we passed through it seem to have worked. Doesn’t appear to be any signs of Decepticons in the entire system.”

    “Well that’s good news,” Optronix exasperates. “What the status of the base?”

    “All systems are up and running, Commander,” Prowl reports. “External defenses are online, the Twins set up the perimeter sensors, and the holographic cloak is stable. We won’t appear to be anything more than another mountain in the Rockies to the locals.”

    “Internally, primary and secondary systems are up and running,” Ironhide adds. “The Ancient Artificial Intelligence, Teletraan-1 is online as well.”

    “Sounds good,” Optronix surmised. “What about the data we collected on the local inhabitants? What do we know about them?”

    “Scout team launched a thorough investigation early this morning, Commander,” says Jazz. “We’ve managed to accumulate a significant amount of data. The inhabitants’ social structure is largely economical. Whoever holds the most wealth holds the most power.”

    “Hmm, they sound greedy,” the commander observes.

    “For the most part,” Jazz agrees. “In terms of weaponry, the average civilian won’t be much threat, but the military is a different matter. Locales have been through a number of major wars and have developed heavy artillery capable of piercing our armor, more so they discovered fission weaponry over sixty mega cycles ago. They’ve developed the technology considerably since then.”

    “Fission?” Prowl states with alarm. “The radiation generated by that technology would wreak havoc on our circuitry.”

    “Indeed,” Commander Optronix remarks as he deliberates the situation internally. “A greedy, power hungry race that’s developed fission based weapons. This is an extremely dangerous situation, Autobots. No matter what happens, we must keep our presence on this planet a secret. Is that understood?”

    The rest of the staff agrees and the meeting is dismissed.

    Later on Optronix lurks in the lower levels of the hidden base. In a dark cargo compartment and stands before Zeta Prime’s Container. He mulls over the object and reminisces about the early days on Cybertron. The commander doesn’t even turn to greet his visitor when the door behind him opens. In steps Bumblebee, who stands next to Optronix as he looks over the container.

    “So, that’s all that’s left of Zeta Prime.” Bumblebee mutters.

    “Jetfire and Grimlock are out of commission, Zeta Prime is dead, and the Decepticons now rule Cybertron.” Optronix’s cranial unit sinks as he states the words. “When did things go so wrong?”

    Bumblebee walks to the side of the container. He brushes some dust off the large Autobot insignia and gazes at it in silence for a moment. “I think it went wrong when the Decepticons decided that their ambitions were worth killing for. Once taking a life doesn’t matter to you, doors open to the kinds of atrocities this war has led to.”

    “I suppose so, old friend. Things have come a long way since we fought as two ambitious youngsters under Commander Zatron. We’re going to have to generate a miracle to pull this operation off.”

    “Seems that way,” Bumblebee mumbles. “Well, what should we do with this?”

    Optronix hesitates for a moment as he considers the possibilities. “Use it. The container still carries a charge of matrix energy. Convert it into artillery mode and integrate it into our backup systems. Those systems were developed separately from the ship so they will be compatible. Zeta would want it to help us.”

    “Yessir!” Bumblebee salutes and activates an interface on the container. The commander nods as he turns to leave.

    “At least we don’t have to worry about the Decepticons for the moment.”
     
  16. herugrim

    herugrim Defiler of Energon

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    *Sorry it took so long, here's the second part of chapter two*​


    “What a putrid little ball of dirt,” Megatron observed from the viewing platform of the hidden Decepticon base on the moon. “I would like nothing more than to blast the lot of it to dust. But I need the resources, and the organics have split the atom. They can hurt us. Much as I hate to admit it, we must remain hidden.”

    “I understand General Megatorn,” Onslaught states as he interfaces with a control panel. “Though I am confused as to why you allowed the Autobots to escape? Why not have let Galvatron destroy them? Why let the Autobots have the ark at all?”

    “I wouldn’t expect you to understand, lieutenant, so I’ll explain it for you.” The arrogant General began. “Of course we knew about the vessel long before the Autobots did. We are the ones that found it when we leveled Crystal City in the first place, after all. We determined that it had no specific use for us at the time, since conquering Cybertron was a priority, so we left it. We did, however, tap into the ship’s data core for a wealth of information, including this planet.

    “When the Autobots discovered the ship, I had determined that it was more important to take the opportunity to cut the head from the beast, rather than chop off its leg. I recognized that it would be a terrible strain on the Autobots to protect a ship of that size while the entire Decepticon army pressed down on them. It was the best opportunity I was ever going to get to destroy yet another Prime, and to collect the Matrix of Leadership for myself. I knew that we could deal with the Autobots here, since I had sent Soundwave and Shockwave here almost thirty stellar cycles ago.

    “Unfortunately, Galvatron was overeager and destroyed the Matrix along with Prime. Or at least, that’s his story. Manipulating the other Generals was easy with the spies I had planted in their midst, but Galvatron was always another story. Regardless, the Autobots will not prove a hindrance to our plans. Activate the Orbital Jump to the main terran base.”

    “Yes, General Megatron,” responds the leader of the Combaticons as he makes the final adjustments. In a brilliant flash of light Megatron vanishes, and finds himself in another base. He is greeted by his loyal follower, Soundwave [Titanium Soundwave].

    “What is your report, officer?” Megatron questions.

    “Decepticon infiltration network secure, Lord Megatron.” The Decepticon scientist states with his monotonic voice. “Present installation is located at the bottom of a chemical pool, composed of hydrogen and oxygen, and is thoroughly unreachable by the organics.”

    “Excellent,” Megatron mulls as he marches down a hall with Soundwave. “Have we pinpointed the location of the Autobots?”

    “Negative. Stealth systems of the relic ship rendered it impossible to trace. We have dispatched stealth units to track enemy forces.”

    “Eh, that is unfortunate, but we can deal with it.” The two Decepticons emerge in a massive hanger. Only the catwalk remains lit as shadows swallow the rest. Megatron and Soundwave meet with three more Decepticons as they discuss operations. “Bludgeon [Revenge of the Fallen, Deluxe Bludgeon], I see you arrived early.”

    “Yes, Lord Megatron.” Bludgeon salutes the General. “Thunderwing assigned me a long distance mission. He didn’t know that I wasn’t going to return.”

    “I see that you’ve brought some extra help as well,” Megatron grumbled as he examined the other two mechanoids with Bludgeon.

    “I have. Allow me to introduce Wildrider [Revenge of the Fallen Sideways] and Rampage [07 Movie Rampage]!” he steps to the side to allow his officers to present themselves. “They may not look like much, but I can assure you that they will prove their worth.”

    “A Stunticon and a Predacon,” Megatron mumbled. “I knew them, but I never would’ve recognized them. Just what have your experiments done to these two, Bludgeon?”

    “Ugh, I’m afraid it would take too long to explain, General. I should mention that they are the only survivors of the process. All part of weeding out the weak. But they will prove very effective.”

    “If you say so, Bludgeon,” Megatron concedes, a hint of disgust taints his voice. “What about the main project?”

    “Ah yes, we are ahead of schedule so far. The data we’ve recovered from the remains has been extremely educational. But I suppose you’d like your optics to scan it for yourself, so without further ado allow me to show you subject Terrorcon-01, or as I like to call him…” Bludgeon activates a switch on the console to activate the main lighting system. The hanger clicks to life and reveals a massive humanoid form. Its body is coated with a layer of fossilized dirt but cracks in the surface reveal a metallic substance beneath.

    “…Scorponok!” [Energon Scorponok]
     
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    herugrim Defiler of Energon

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    “Unit Alpha submitting report,” announced a clean cut human male to a wireless hands-free conference call. He drives a red Chevrolet Cobalt though the mountains. “Faction Zero dispatched four operatives at 0500 hours. Units proceeded to comb local urban area and conduct a series of class seven scans including thermal, optical, and ultra violet spectrums. The units reconnoitered outside city limits at 1200 hours and returned to location zero. Location investigation reveals the presence of extensive exterior defenses, all camouflaged. Thus far defenses for this unit have held firm. They don’t expect a thing, sir.”

    “Unit Beta reporting,” another human joins the conference, this time as he pilots a MiG-29 Fulcrum. “Atmospheric analysis reveals takion emissions present. Short range orbital teleportation has been utilized within the last twelve-hundred hours. Faction Zero-One shows no activity from Omega base or Lunar base. Sensors can still pick up unique alien signatures from the ocean floor, which confirms the relic is still located there. Other bases remain inert.”

    “Unit Gamma report,” says a third human in a security uniform. He drives an armored truck through a fortified base. “Merchandise has been delivered. Tracking units are active and full scans completed and logged. The military is none the wiser.”

    “Excellent reports gentlemen,” remarks a middle-aged man in an Italian suite. His gray temples betray his red hair which is neatly combed over a massive bald spot as he sits in a large decorated office. “Return to base for rotation.”

    The businessman punches up a logistics report on his computer and updates the preliminary information on all the targets. After he’s processed the information, he dials a number on his speaker phone. The line picks up, but no voice is heard.

    “Arrival confirmed, as predicted,” he reports. “Neither group is aware of our presence.”

    The line responds with a single beep and goes dead. The businessman smirks as he leans back in his chair. Over his desk, the insignia of Simultech Industries is prominently displayed.

    *End of Chapter 2*​
     
  18. ARCTrooperAlpha

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    alright. Who thought it was a good idea to give humans advanced technology ?! (looks to the Romulans, Daleks, and Brainiac)

    nice twist. Just when they thought things were serious.
     
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    herugrim Defiler of Energon

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    *Glad you're enjoying it :)  Here's the start of Chapter 3*​


    “So what’s on the menu for today, Al?” asks the police officer as his partner slides into the cruiser.

    “Cheesesteak Stromboli,” Al answered as he passed the aluminum-wrapped sandwich to the driver. “I hope that it is suitable to your exquisite tastes, Lord Carl.”

    “It’ll do,” Carl answers. He unwraps the Stromboli and takes a big bite out of it. As the two officers enjoy their meal, a yellow streak rockets by, followed by a silver one.

    “Agh!” Al chokes on his food as he jumps in his seat. “Figures! We finally get a break to eat and duty calls!”

    “Yeah, ya got that right,” Carl grumbles. He starts the car, hits the emergency lights, and gives chase.

    Bumblebee races towards the outer limits of the city, his silver pursuer hot on his tail. The small Autobot curses his situation, communications jammed and a car with a Decepticon energy signature chases him through the city. Within view of the civilians, the scout can’t transform or deploy his weapons without betraying his existence. Unfortunately, the Decepticon wasn’t so cautious.

    “You’re time runs short, Prototype,” the silver car gloats as he rams into Bumblebee’s rear. “I’ll carve the name ‘Wildrider’ into your charred chassis after I destroy you so your friends will know who to blame!” He rams the Autobot for a second time. Bumblebee spirals out of control and smashes into parked cars on both sides of the road. He manages to right himself and fish-tails a corner. Wildrider skids into the turn and up onto the sidewalk. The Decepticon knocks over mailboxes, benches, and even through traffic lights as civilians dive out of his path.

    “What the hell are they doing?” Carl exasperates as he struggles to keep pace. “That shouldn’t even be possible!”

    “Maybe they supped up their car,” Al considers. “Jacked up the speed and reinforced the frame?”

    “Aint no mods I ever heard of,” Carl responds. “where do these guys get their goods, NASA?”

    Bumblebee notices the police cruiser as it follows suite. “Guess I’m not lucky enough for that to be Prowl,” he thinks to himself. “This complicates things, and here I was nearly out of the city. Better take an alternate route.” The Autobot shifts into high gear and ducks into a back alley. Both of his pursuers follow. They knock over garbage cans and bounce off dumpsters as they rumble through the thin gap between buildings. The group emerges into the outer limits of the city. Bumblebee jumps onto the main road that leads into the mountains and escapes with the silver Decepticon and the police cruiser right behind him.

    The road twists and turns as it weaves around the mountains. On an inside turn, the Autobot deploys some lubricant on the road. The Decepticon recognizes the old school technique and rides the side of the mountain to avoid it. The humans are unable to react as swiftly. They hit the puddle and spin out of control. The cruiser collides with the mountainside. After they get punched in the face by the air bags and take a moment to settle, the officers drag themselves out of the wreck.

    “Why do I feel like Wile E. Coyote?” Carl remarks as he checks himself over.

    “Don’t suppose the Stromboli made it, do you?” Al questions after he dusts himself off. “Cheesy jokes aside, this report is going to be a nightmare to fill out.”
     
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    *Sorry for the delay, took some time off to play some God of War. Here's the rest of the second chapter. Enjoy!*​


    Finally free of human interference, Bumblebee cuts loose. He reconfigures a panel on the side of his vehicle mode and uses it to anchor a sharp turn. Wildrider rides up the side of a mountain as he follows the diminutive Autobot. The chase rolls through ravines and between mountains. Wildrider hits his turbo injectors and overtakes the Autobot. He rolls into robot mode and launches himself over Bumblebee. Sparks fly as he tears at the scout’s armor. Wildrider lands on his feet and positions himself to catch the Autobot, but Bumblebee proves more nimble. He swerves around the Decepticon and ducks into a nearby cave.

    Bumblebee transforms into robot mode and takes cover across from the entrance to the cave. He aims his blaster directly at the opening and waits. His internal clock counts three full cycles, with no appearance by his enemy. “Come on. What are you waiting for?” he whispers to himself. The wall behind him erupts as the silver sports car rams through the cave wall and crashes into the Autobot. Wildrider converts to robot mode and pins the scout against the wall.

    “I’m a Stunticon, stupid Autobot!” Wildrider gloats as his optics flare at his victim. “This dirt means nothing to me. I specialize in killing your kind.” Bumblebee raises his weapon but the Decepticon swats it away with his saw. While his attention is distracted the scout drives his foot deep into Wildrider’s midsection and uses the momentum to launch himself into the air. The Autobot takes hold of the Decepticon’s arm and twists it as he rebounds off the wall. Bumblebee tries to lock his opponent’s arm behind him and pin him against the wall, but Wildrider shows off his modifications. He spins into a blur of twisted limbs and inverted joints, to free himself from the hold. Wildrider buries his saw into Bumblebee’s chassis. “Lord Bludgeon will have his way with your remains.”

    The Stunticon smirks as he aims his weapon at Bumblebee’s cranium, but finds his arm immobile. As he examines the paralyzed limb, an energy discharge knocks him back and forces him to release Bumblebee. Mirage materializes out of thin air. He takes aim at the Decepticon with his blaster, but he doesn’t pull the trigger. “Did you say, Bludgeon?”

    “That’s right,” Wildrider answers as he collects himself. “My master gave me this great strength, power I will use to destroy all the Autobots!” He lunges at the Autobots, but winds up on the receiving end of a spinning heel kick from Mirage. Before he can rise again, the Stunticon comes under a hail of gunfire from the swift Autobot. Mirage manages to lock onto each of the weak points in Wildrider’s armor and manages to disable all of his subsystems with ease. The Decepticon falls into stasis lock, and Mirage helps Bumblebee to his feet.

    “Well, that confirms a Decepticon presence on the planet. How’d he get way out here?” Bumblebee inquires as he examines the damage he took from the battle.

    “It does,” Mirage confirmed, “and it’s even worse than that. Bludgeon is here, too.”

    “Bludgeon? I’ve never heard the name before.”

    “Count yourself lucky, then. Bludgeon is a science-class unit. He was counted among the most brilliant, and most eccentric of his kind. He’s obsessed with perfecting Cybertronian design.”

    “Yeah, I could tell this guy’s systems were extensively modified. Looks like some kind of customized endostructure. The procedure must have been excruciatingly painful.”

    “It’s likely why he’s so unstable. A common side-effect for Bludgeon’s experiments.”

    “How do you know him so well, Mirage?”

    “We were both students of Banzaitron ages ago on Cybertron. Bludgeon inherited the title of Master of Metallikato when he murdered our master. I’ve been scouring the galaxy for him ever since, to make him pay for the death of our teacher.”

    “Ah, I see. Well I have to get back to base for repairs. What should we do with this guy?” Bumblebee inquires as he examines the disabled Stunticon.

    “Leave him. Let his ‘friends’ come to collect him. I’ll come with you just in case.”

    “Sounds like a plan to me, Mirage. In vehicle mode my internal systems will repair themselves so I should be able to move pretty well.”

    The two scouts collapse into vehicle mode and drive off into the distance. A couple mega-cycles later, Rampage and Bludgeon track down their disabled associate. “Pathetic,” Rampage growled. “To have fallen to the Autobots so thoroughly in the first exchange. He’s a disgrace. We should scrap him.”

    “Perhaps,” Bludgeon answered. “He should not have exposed our presence so soon, but Stunticons were never known for subtly. Besides I put a lot of work into the two of you. It would be a shame for your nano-reinforced infrastructures to go back into raw materials. We will recover Wildrider and take him back to base for repairs.”

    Rampage growls in recognition of the command. He falls back into vehicle mode and uses his giant claw appendage to scoop up the crippled form of the Stunticon and tows him out of the cave. Bludgeon remains for a moment to scan residual energy traces and score marks for remarkable elements.

    “At least we have an approximation for the location of the Autobots now,” Bludgeon recounts to himself. “It’s only a matter of time.” The Decepticon scientist transforms into vehicle mode and leaves the cave behind.

    *Chapter 3: pending*​
     

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