While this fiction fits in the same timeline as my other Multi-Versal stories, I felt it could work as a stand-alone storyline. The other Multi-Versal stories can be found here: http://www.tfw2005.com/boards/transformers-fan-fiction/455720-multi-versal-conflict.html EDIT: Character models can be found here: http://www.tfw2005.com/boards/trans...rmers-animated-season-4-character-models.html Multi-Versal: Transformers Animated Episode 1: Driven to Destruction Location: An asteroid in the Delta Quadrant. “No…No…NO! Please, don’t leave me!” The purple and black Starscream clone shrieked to his companion. Another clone, whose armor was various shades of blue, didn’t even glance back at him. “You are an inferior template! There is no way I’m going to waste my precious time helping you!” he spat back to his sniveling fellow clone. “But I’m still in these stasis cuffs! I’ll be trapped here forever! I’ll run out of Energon! I’ll be captured by pirates! I’ll get cosmic rust!” “You’re in a vacuum.” The blue plane ‘Con slowly said, not even bothering to look back at him. The purple and black clone processed this for a moment before realizing the other clone was flying off into space. “No, PLEASE! DON’T LEAVE MEEEEEEE-”. The clone’s cry of dismay was cut short by a field of blue energy that surrounded him, engulfing him the field grew stronger and stronger- Until he disappeared completely- The purple clone suddenly reappeared in front of his blue brother. Both clones looked at each other in surprise, and the purple clone could see something strange about the blue Starscream “Uh... why is there a huge scrape on your face?” he asked. “IT’S NONE OF YOUR BUISNESS!” the blue clone screamed, sending pure fear into the coward’s optics, forcing him to shrink back. “Hey, how did you move with the stasis cuffs still on?” the blue clone continued. Simultaneously, their eyes lowered to the stasis cuffs and saw that they were deactivated. “How...convenient, you can teleport and deactivate stasis cuffs... perhaps I have a use for you after all, but you’re going to need a name.” The clone thought a moment, scratching his chin as he did so. “My superior intellect has come up with a perfect name; Skywarp.” The purple clone didn’t dare defy the other, so he nodded, agreeing to the new name. “Good. Now transform, Skywarp.” The blue clone commanded as both clones changed into their vehicle modes and flew off into the depths of space. “I-I-if you don’t mind me asking, master, where are we going?” Skywarp asked nervously. “I’m picking up a signal from some Allspark fragments,” the blue clone replied. That was all he needed to say. ********** Location: Earth. Detroit, Michigan Cybertronian ship Omnibot “Any luck?” Over-Drive asked. The tall, green and black Autobot with a sports car alternate mode looked over at his companion who just shook her head, not turning her gaze from the computer screen. “These new signal dampeners are much more intricate than the old ones,” Glyph said. She was an Autobot of the same protoform mold as Bumblebee, but in blue and gold hues. Her optics turned toward Isaac Sumdac. “No offense...” she added. “None taken,” green-labcoat-clad man replied. “How ‘bout you?” Over-Drive asked, turning to Legatron. “Nothing new on the media,” the small human sized, green and black, robot replied. Over-Drive sighed. He turned back to look at Isaac and Glyph. The old robotics genius and the blue female Autobot were hard at work, trying to upgrade the signal damper override device. “Got something!” Legatron exclaimed. Over-Drive stared at the display screen. It showed security camera footage of an oddly colored Harrier jet... “It’s a Starscream clone!” Legatron exclaimed, he paused the video, studying it closely. “I think it’s the female. Hard to tell, the color quality isn’t the greatest.” Over-Drive’s right optic raised, ina gesture that was the equivalent to cocking an eyebrow. “A female clone? I thought the clones were parts of Starscream’s personality. What part-” “Don’t ask,” Legatron interrupted. Over-Drive shrugged. “Where’s the video from?” Legatron scrolled down the page. “Downtown, by the arcade.” Over-Drive turned from the screen and started heading for the door. Before he reached it, he transformed into his green and black sports car mode. “You’re gonna go by yourself?!” Legatron shouted after him. “I think I can handle a single Starscream clone!” Over-Drive hollered back. “Wait! I want in on this action!” Legatron ran after him and jumped into the driver’s seat. “Alright, let’s get the show on the road!” ********** Location: Downtown Detroit “Slag, where is she?” Legatron kept surveying the area, but there was no sign of the Starscream clone. Up ahead, a black and red muscle car ran a red light, nearly causing a collision between the oncoming traffic. “It’s Wildrider!” Over-Drive shouted before taking off after the ‘Con. The two robots started to catch up with him, until the ‘Con made a hard right turn. Almost losing control as he went around the corner, Over-Drive ended up losing speed. He struggled to accelerate enough to catch up to Wildrider, but lost him in a grove of trees just outside city limits. Slowing down, he inched along the path until he finally stopped at a fork in the road. Legatron hopped out to let Over-Drive transform. “There’s...no tire tracks...” Legatron observed. “Which means he didn’t keep driving…?” Out of nowhere, Wildrider- appeared in robot mode and slammed into Over-Drive. The Autobot recovered quickly, extending his arm-blades to block Wildrider’s Katana-like sword. Legatron heard footsteps and whirled to face the newcomer. A yellow and purple-striped robot, holding a yellow and orange laser sword in one hand, and a black blaster in the other; Dragstrip. Small, green and black handles shot out of each of Legatron’s palms. The ends of the handles split open, light blue laser blades activating as he caught them. Before he could attack Dragstrip, he saw two more robots appear. A blocky, white and black robot with a round head, whom he recognized as the Decepticon Circuit Board, and the female Starscream clone. “Excellent work, Wildrider. They fell right into our little trap,” Circuit Board spat. The black and red mouth-plated Decepticon backed off, leaving Over-Drive and Legatron surrounded by the four Decepticons. Legatron crouched down, then in a flash, activated his jetpack and half jumped, half flew into Dragstrip’s face, sinking his swords deep into the Decepticon’s optics. All the other bots looked in surprise as Legatron jumped off Dragstrip. “AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGH!!!!!!!!!!” Dragstrip screamed out in pain, starting to wildly fire his blaster at Legatron...which was essentially useless, since he couldn’t see. All the gathered robots had to dodge his frenzied attacks. “Dragstrip, stop! STOP!” At Circuit board’s command, Dragstrip ceased firing and turned toward circuit Board’s general direction. All the robots stood in silence for a moment. Before erupting into chaotic attacks. Over-Drive resumed his struggle with Wildrider, while Legatron did another “power-jump”, this time directed towards the female Starscream clone. Fortunately, the lavender clone didn’t see him flying at her through the air. Unfortunately, Circuit Board did. “Slipstream! Duck!” he shouted. She did- and just in time. Legatron went sailing over her, luckily managing to stick the landing, and spun to face the Decepticons. “‘Slipstream? How did you come up with that name?” He laughed. Circuit Board grinned, “She has a natural, built in signal dampener, so if you manage to crack the code for the ones we have, we’ll still have at least one operative who will remain undetectable,” Legatron rolled his optics. “I’m gonna go out on a limb here,” the small green robot chided, “She’ll slip through our defenses, hence the name?” Circuit Board nodded in assurance. Legatron opened his mouth to say something else, but instead did yet another “power-jump” onto the black and white Decepticon. ********** Glyph was still hard at work on the signal override device when she heard a car drive up behind her. She turned her head to see a very beat-up Over-Drive. Legatron hopped out his driver door, completely unscratched. “What happened to you?” Glyph asked as Over-Drive transformed. “We fought four Decepticons and won and it was AWESOME!!!” Legatron half shouted. Everyone stared at him in a ‘what-the-slag-was-that?’ kind of way. “What?” he asked innocently, glancing around. Over-Drive rolled his optics. “How’s the device coming?” “It’s coming along just fine,” Isaac replied. “However, we can’t seem to get a good scan of the area to know if it’s working.” “Well, doesn’t this ship have a signal dampener of its own?” Legatron asked. “That could be what’s interfering with the signal.” “No, that can’t be it,” Over-Drive said, shaking his head. “The ship’s signal dampener is for external scanners. You’d be able to track signals from outside-” He abruptly stopped, realizing that the others had gone outside. He walked out and found them trying to get a signal. As soon as they had stepped out of the ship’s signal dampener field, the override device sprang to life. Legatron smiled at Over-Drive. Over-Drive sighed. “Fine, ya told me so.” “What the...” Glyph didn’t finish her sentence; instead she studied the scanner more closely. “What is it?” Isaac asked. Glyph pointed to the screen. “I have three signals here...” “The Stuntrons,” Legatron stated, keeping in mind that Slipstream wouldn’t be detectable. Glyph nodded. “But that doesn’t explain the five signals I’m getting over here.” She finished, pointing at another part of the screen. ********** Location: Lower atmosphere of Earth. Swindle watched the readouts on the escape pod he stole from the Autobot ship Steelhaven. His “bodyguards”; Thrust and Dirge, were flying alongside the pod, as well as Skywarp and a blue clone, who had found them during their voyage to Earth. Swindle gladly let them tag along. The olive green and purple robot had set out for Earth as soon as he heard that the Autobots had left. He had been even more excited when he heard that some of his regular customers, the Stuntrons, had arrived on the planet. Being the bot he is, he planned to help them beat the Autobots that had followed them to Earth and collect a large “reward” for it. Secretly, the only reason he had let the two new clones tag along was because he though it increased his chance of success. Swindle smiled to himself as the human city known as Detroit came into view. This was going to be a most profitable mission indeed. ********** Location: Cybertron. Cyberninja Dojo (or what’s left of it...) Jazz and Ratchet watched as the reconstruction of the Dojo continued. The plans were to completely restore it, and add a new feature: A statue of Prowl. “‘Seems like just yesterday I was training’ in this thing...” Jazz trailed off. “I bet you have a lot of memories here.” Ratchet stated. “Yeah...” Jazz replied. Suddenly a large clang rang out. “Watch it, Dai Atlas! You have to be a little more careful if you wanna continue working on this project!” A small, orange Autobot yelled. “Well, sorr-REE. I can’t help it if these beams are hard to lug around,” Dai Atlas complained. Ratchet laughed. “Can’t find decent help these days, can ya, Wedge?” he half-yelled. “Well, it’d help if I could find a few more construction workers!” the orange and gray robot shouted back before turning to face his colleagues. “Grindcore, you’re 10 degrees off with that beam! Hightower, you need a 20 mega-bit welding torch for that, not a 30! Heavy Load...” he looked around. “Heavy Load?” He continued scanning until he finally saw the bot, lounging against a discarded I-beam. “Heavy Load! Break’s over! Get back to work!” Jazz chuckled to himself. “It certainly seems like he can get the job done.” “If there’s one thing Wedge knows, it’s building,” Ratchet replied. Suddenly his commlink flared to life. “Ratchet, come in!” Optimus Prime said hurriedly. “I’m here, Prime. What’s up?” “Get to the Space Bridge Network, now! We have to get to Earth!” Prime shouted into the comlink. “Earth? Wh-” Ratchet asked “There’s Autobots there that need our help! HURRY!” The signal went dead, and Ratchet just stood there for a moment. “What?” Jazz asked, staring at the unmoving medic. “Did you want to go back to Earth?” Ratchet inquired. Jazz thought for a moment, “Sounds cool to me.” He said, giving two thumbs up. Ratchet sighed, “COOOOOME on,” the old bot said as he turned to leave. “Wait, NOW?” Jazz shouted after him, but the old bot had already turned into his ambulance mode and started to drive off. “Well, at least wait for me!” He hollered, transforming into his sports car mode and taking off at full speed after Ratchet. ********** Over-Drive hid behind a large semi. The truck nicely blocking anything the attacking Decepticons had to throw at him- Except for lasers. Laser blasts suddenly tore through the trailer of the truck and out the other side. Over-Drive quickly transformed into car mode and drove off at top speed. He could hear the Starscream clones transforming and flying after him. He thought he could out drive them, until he was struck by a sonic boom. The sound scrambled his circuits, causing him to lose control. He spun out and crashed into a street light. The blue clone flew by first, looking down at the wrecked Autobot. “So, my specialty is sonic booms. I guess I should call myself Thundercracker,” the egotistical clone laughed. By then the other clones had caught up and transformed back into their robot modes. On the ground, Over-Drive was still regaining composure when his com-link flared to life. “Over-Drive, do you read me?” the com-link blared. “LooUd aNd CLeaAr...” Over-drive half mumbled, half whispered, slowly regaining his composure. “Wrong sports car...” he heard Legatron mumble over his commlink. Over-Drive didn’t understand the “joke”. “The Autobots from Cybertron are responding!” Glyph said enthusiastically. “They’re coming as soon as they can! We have to fire up the Space Bridge!” “Got it, be right there,” Over-Drive replied, looking over at the Starscream clones who were arguing about who should get to finish him off. “I am superior! I should!” “I never get to do anything!” “I want more guns!” “You’re an idiot, Dirge.” “Guys, he’s staring at me!” Over-Drive took advantage of their infighting and broke through their defensive line at full speed. “Hey! What-?” One of the clones shouted. “ARGH! MY SUPERIOR FOOT!” Thundercracker roared as his foot crumpled under the Autobot’s tires. “Why do the Autobots always get to go so fast? It’s not fair!” a maroon colored clone whined, ignoring his fellow blue clone’s pain. “He almost ran me over! I...think I’m gonna...spring an oil leak...” Skywarp cried, passing out and falling onto the blue and yellow clone’s arms. “I WANT MORE GUNS!” Dirge barked, dropping the cowardly clone to the hard asphalt street. Flying through Detroit’s roadways Over-Drive soon realized he was being tailed. He made a hard right, followed by a hard left. The vehicles were still bearing down on him, forcing him to sharply turn and spin around, coming bumper to bumper with Dragstrip and Wildrider. The two Stuntrons swerved to avoid hitting him, allowing Over-Drive to race off at full speed, passing in-between them. ********** “Oh, dear, where is he?” Isaac mumbled to himself. He surveyed the roadways beneath Sumdec Tower. Behind him, he heard Glyph and Legatron working on the Space Bridge. “For the last time, dude, I got this taken care of. Over-Drive should be distracting the Decepticons, not racing here,” Legatron said, with an accusatory glance at Glyph, who just shrugged at his stare. “I know, I’m just...worried,” Isaac replied, eyes still fixed on the roadways. “Over-Drive can take care of himself,” Legatron stated. “After all, he is a cyber-ninja.” “Yes, I’m sure he’ll be fine.” a voice behind the group sounded, spinning around the two robots came face to face with Swindle, standing in the elevator doorway. “You, on the other hand...” Swindle laughed, extending his right arm toward them, his Scatter Blaster loaded. Before anyone could react his hand turned into a dual-laser blaster, a Gatling gun extended from his stomach, and twin prism-shaped blasters rose out of his back. Legatron pulled out his right hand sword while his left hand retracted into his arm, transforming into a cannon. Likewise, Glyph retracted both of her hands, revealing her electro-stingers. “How did you get up her without us noticing?” Legatron questioned as the two halves of his mouthplate covered his face. “Sonic Jammer 3000,” Swindle replied as he pulled out a sphere-shaped device with purple circles on certain points. “It deactivates any and all alarm systems you may have.” He announced, using his best salesmen voice, and with that, he fired all his weapons at his opponents, forcing them to scramble for cover as multiple laser blasts streaked passed them. Swindle advanced towards them, blasters pointed every which way. He made his way slowly, keeping a careful eye out for anything that could pose a threat. Two small, silver shurikens flew through the air and sank their blades into Swindle’s Scatter Blaster. “What th-” he yelped in surprise as he whirled around to face his assailant. A laser blast struck him in the back, forcing him to spin around, aiming his Scatter Blaster at Glyph, expecting the shot she was about to make. The blue femme’s expression changed to a mixture of shock and fear. “Saw it commin’,” Swindle bragged, as he fired his Scatter Blaster... But nothing happened. Swindle’s smile dropped like it was made of lead. He tried to fire again, but to no avail. He tried twice more, before realizing the two shurikens were still stuck in in the plating of his cannon. Thinking they had caused a jam in some of the internal mechanics of the weapon, he tried to remove them. The small weapons shocked his purple fingers as he tried to pry them loose. He noticed the same energy was being transferred to his cannon, causing the failure. Swindle swore by the fourth moon of Gigantion before looking up, only to see his opponents had again gone into hiding. Once more cursing under his breath, he began searching for them again. ********** Optimus looked at the assembled Autobots. Several he had fought alongside before such as Bulkhead, Sari, Arcee, Ratchet, Bumblebee, Jazz, but there were several new ones as well; an orange ‘bot named Ironhide, a red and white female medic named Red Alert, a stubby, green robot named Brawn, and Hot Shot, a young, blue and yellow mech. “Are you sure we need this many Autobots on Earth?” Optimus asked Sentinel, raising an eyebrow. “Hey, I’ve noticed Earth to be a primary target for Decepticons. I want to make sure the job gets done.” the blue, big chinned commander replied. “Alright, if you’re sure you know what you’re doing...” “Are you questioning my decisions?” Sentinel barked. “No, no, I just...” Optimus began, raising his hands in defense. “The Space Bridge is ready, sir.” Powerflash reported. “Any soon-to-be transported ‘Bots should get ready to make the jump.” “Alright,” Sentinel replied, his mood suddenly cheerful, “You heard him! Get in position!” “No hurry. The Space Bridge on Earth still hasn’t been set,” Powerflash stated. “Then what’re they doing?” Optimus mumbled to himself. He made sure Sentinel wasn’t looking before activating his commlink. ********* Legatron’s commlink beeped. “Eh, what’s up, Doc?” he answered. “This is Optimus Prime.” The Autobot on the other end of the line stated. “Oh, hey. I was wonderin’ when I would get to talk to you.” The little robot replied. “Uh... who is this?” Prime queried. “Name’s Legatron. I’m an Autobot. Well, actually, I’m not exactly an Autobot, technology wise, but I’m on your side.” “Okayyyyy... what’s the hold up with the Space Bridge?” Legatron dodged a blast from Swindle’s back cannons. He looked up and noticed that the Transwarp field hadn’t materialized in the Space Bridge “That’s weird. The Transwarp field…” looking down he noticed a computer screen with a message blinking on it. He zoomed in, sighting the message. “Oh, I see the problem. It’s on ‘Standby’. Hang on, Prime. I’ll have you over here in a nano-klik.” Legatron knew he was too far away from the bridge to make it over and not be seen by Swindle. But that was OK. He aimed his right fist at the control panel. The blue design on the top of his arm extended up an inch, and a grappler shot out. The grapple tool arced toward the controls. Sure enough, Swindle noticed, but by the time he did, it was too late. The tool slammed into a button, and the Space Bridge hummed to life. “Slag...” Swindle muttered. ********** “We are connected with the Space Bridge on Earth,” Powerflash announced. The soon-to-be-transported Autobots stood ready. “OK...NOW!” the space bridge technician shouted as the assembled Autobots leapt through the Transwarp field, and disappeared from sight. ********** Back on Earth, the Space Bridge crackled with energy as the horde of Autobots came through, taking the elevator down from the high-up receiving platform. They then came face-to-face with Swindle. “Swindle,” Optimus started, “I hereby place you under arrest.” The Decepticon laughed as, all the Autobots pointed their weapons toward him. “Nice try, but fat chance.” Swindle quickly turned away. His arms clamped onto his sides, his head retracted, and his legs folded behind his back, turning him into an SUV. The Autobots opened fire, but Swindle was already driving off at top speed toward the edge of the tower. Before anyone could react, he drove straight over the edge. Everyone hurried to the edge, and watched as halfway down the tower, Swindle unfolded back into his robot mode. He landed hard, crunching the street below him. Cars went every which way, trying to avoid him as Swindle resumed his vehicle mode once again, and drove off. “We should chase after him!” Hot Shot practically shouted. “Bad idea.” The Autobots turned to face the voice; a green, five-and-a-half foot tall robot. “You’ll need Earth modes if you’re gonna drive around. Besides,” he watched Swindle disappear into traffic, and smiled, “He can’t go many places without us knowing.” “Uh...so who’re you?” Ironhide asked. Legatron sighed to himself. ********** Ironhide watched Legatron work on the cannons he was attaching to the red country bot’s arm. “Are ya’ sure these things are ness’sary?” Ironhide asked in his thick southern drawl. “Positive,” Legatron replied. “There. Now you can scan your Earth mode with no problems.” “So why do I need these again?” the red Autobot queried. “Your shielding power gives you great defense, so I’m making you stronger with a good offence.” The little green robot sighed in annoyance. Ironhide stood up and walked out of the Autobot’s base with Legatron in tow. Standing outside the base, Ironhide watched as the traffic buzzed by in a hurry to get to who knows where. “Woah!” Ironhide exclaimed. “Now there’s somethin’ I like!” Legatron followed his gaze to a large, powerful pickup and smiled as Ironhide scanned it. Immediately, Legatron could see Ironhide begin to change. The window on his chest turned into a rectangle, and his treads changed to wheels. The headlights on his stomach changed design, and he gained a grill. After a few more changes, his new robot mode was complete. “Well, what are you waiting for?” Legatron questioned. “Try it out!” Ironhide nodded. His head retracted as his stomach folded out. His arm folded underneath him, and his legs clamped together and relocated, finishing his transformation. “So, how’s it feel?” Legatron asked as Ironhide revved his engine. “Pretty cool!” Ironhide replied, driving donuts for a bit, testing out his new vehicle form. “Ironhide, is that you?” A yellow, blue and red sports car rolled up, followed by an ambulance, a small off road vehicle, and Over-Drive. “Hot Shot, Red Alert, Brawn?” Ironhide asked, looking his friends alt modes over. Sari got out of the yellow car. Sure enough, the car transformed into Hot Shot, the ambulance into Red Alert, and the off road vehicle to Brawn. “The gang’s all together!” Sari said as Ironhide transformed back into robot mode, a sad expression on his face. “Uh, Sari?” Legatron whispered. “Their leader was infected with cosmic rust.” “OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH...” Sari said. “He’s recovering, last I heard,” Red Alert stated. “Oh, uh...that’s good...” Sari stuttered, unsure of what else to say. “So, we gonna go ‘Con hunting or what?” Brawn asked, gesturing to his team. Legatron shook his head. “Better to get you guys familiar with Detroit first. Ya wanna take it from here, Over-Drive?” he asked. “Sure. Follow me!” Over-Drive shouted, revving his engine and peeling away from the base. The four remaining robots shifted back into their vehicle modes and drove off, following Over-Drive out into the heavy traffic, leaving Legatron and Sari alone in front of the base. “Well,” Legatron activated his jetpack, “I’m outta here.” “What? Where are you going?!” Sari shouted after him. “To take care of… business.” He replied, lifting off the ground. ********** “I swear there were ten Autobots at least!” Swindle exclaimed. Circuit Board and the other Decepticons looked at him in disbelief. “This is getting serious,” the round-headed robot mumbled. He turned his gaze toward Dragstrip. “Dragstrip, round up the clones. It’s time to initiate Operation: Allspark extraction.” The End... For Now.