First off, THIS IS NOT A TRANSFORMERS FANFICTION. However, it does concern giant robots to an extent, so I'd figured I'd post it. Secondly, this is written in script format. Due to the nature of the show, I felt this would be most appropriate. Please understand that this story will be best understood by fans of BIG O. I keep description to a relative minimum, because the fans already know what a scene will look like, what music will be playing, what it FEELS like. However, non-fans may enjoy it as well. In any case, here we go. (NOTE: Imagine Peter Cullen as the "Voice". That's what I did when writing it.) The Big O First Season episode *Cue Opening* FADE IN TO: Big Ear’s Bar. Early afternoon. ROGER SMITH is there, looking for information on a missing person. He was hired by the family to find him; at the very least, to find out if he’s still alive. It’s a routine stop. Scene plays out like all the other visits to the bar. Roger So, this guy had a run-in with Beck? Big Ear That’s what I’ve heard. Seems Beck managed to break out of prison again. He’s gone, well, nutty from being in there twice. From what I gather, your Mr. Young had borrowed from money from Beck a while back. Not long afterwards, the Megadeus showed up and kicked his ass back to the bighouse. Young forgot about the loan, seeing as how Beck wouldn’t be getting out for a while. And once Beck did make it out a few weeks ago… Roger Damn. The family isn’t going to take to that too well… A few moments of silence. Roger Where was he last seen? Big Ear Check the area outside Paradigm Co.’s dome. The street dwellers there may know something. Roger gets up to leave. He hands Big Ear his payment, but suddenly, there’s a noise akin to an explosion outside. Windows and bottles shatter, and a blinding blue light can be seen through the broken windows. Roger rushes outside to see an enormous glowing meteor, not 300 feet above the ground, blazing over their heads. It’s about the size of a jet (not that they HAVE jets), and seems almost like a miniature blue sun. It races past, and a few seconds later, an impact is heard and felt. Roger What the hell… Roger gets in his car and drives towards ground zero. Sirens can already be heard in the distance. CUT TO: Impact point. An enormous crater, several city blocks in diameter. Buildings surrounding the crater have sustained severe structural damage; only rubble remain from the buildings that were hit directly. Oddly, there’s no trace of the meteor itself. Police commander DAN DASTUN is already on the scene. The police are in the process of fencing off the area. A large number of people are sifting through the rubble, searching for survivors. Several have already been pulled out, barely breathing, as Roger’s car pulls up at the edge of the perimeter. Our title is overlaid here: Missing Act: Visitors Datsun (with megaphone) Alright, I want a perimeter set up! We need AAA guns out here STAT, in case this thing was a missile. Get some civilian help out here, too. Anyone willing and able needs to be sifting through the rubble there. Any witnesses need to report to me! Roger I suppose that includes me? Datsun starts. He turns around to see that Roger’s car has pulled up along behind him. An exasperated look flashes across his face. Datsun (no megaphone) Dammit, Roger, I can’t be bothered now. I’ve got a…(megaphone up) get those people up here, the medics are coming!…(no megaphone) crisis here. I don’t need a negotiator… Roger Well, you do need ‘willing and able’ civilians, don’t you? Roger crosses the perimeter and starts to search for bodies. Datsun gives a sigh, and returns to directing the operation. FADE TO: Several hours later. Sunset The search goes on, but it’s died down somewhat. It’s believed that most of the bodies have been found. Wounded are being attended to by medics. Roger and Datsun are standing by one of the military vehicles, still taking the occasional witness statement. An officer approaches Datsun. Officer Latest report, sir: 856 found dead. 10 survivors found at the impact point, all severely wounded. An unknown number injured by the shockwaves. We’ll begin identifying bodies and notifying next-of-kin now. Datsun Carry on, soldier. (to Roger) You got a decent look at the thing. What was it? Roger Well, it was no missile, that’s for sure. It seemed almost like a giant shooting star. It was giving off a blinding blue glow; that’s what confuses me. Think it was radioactive? Datsun We already checked radiation levels. Nothing above average. (he sighs) Go home, negotiator. We have the situation under control. Roger just sighs heavily and nods. Unlocking his car, he drives off into the fading light. CUT TO Roger’s home, the old bank building. Establishing shot of the exterior. Cut to the interior, in Big O’s repair bay. The black Megadeus looms over Roger, who is standing on the catwalk spanning the space in front of it. NORMAN BURG, butler to Roger and mechanic to Big O, is sitting in the cockpit, checking the readouts. Roger Norman! How is he? Norman Oh, Master Roger. I didn’t hear you come in… He gets up and jumps to the catwalk. Norman, cont. *inspecting a clipboard he was holding* In top form , sir. I’ve replaced the shield plates on the arms, and reloaded the machine cannons and missile launchers. Power core fully replenished, so the lasers and the chromebuster are recharged to maximum, and… *glances at watch* oh dear, I’ve left the roast in the oven. I’m terribly sorry, sir. Perhaps Dorothy was able to rescue it before…*takes a good look at Roger, and sees how his clothes are stained and dusty and such* …May I inquire why you look so rough today, sir? Roger You wouldn’t believe me if I told you, Norman. *a heavy sigh* Check the radio if you want to know; it’s bound to be on the news soon… *quick moment of silence* Norman Very well, sir. I’ll check that while I see to dinner… Norman moves towards the elevator. Roger stays behind, staring up at the face of the megadeus. The metal giant seems almost to stare back at him, cold and expressionless. Suddenly, a feeling of extreme terror overtakes Roger. He sways drunkenly, trying to stay on his feet. Grabbing onto the railing of the catwalk, he desperately tries to stay upright, but his mind is passing through a haze. Glancing up at Big O, he sees the megaudeus’s eyes are aglow! Roger (weakly) What……what the …… A voice seems to emanate from the megadeus, noble and powerful. Voice You are Roger Smith? Roger (now very much freaked out) What?……who the hell……are you?! Voice (more sternly) Are you Roger Smith? Roger (still freaking) Yeah I’m Roger Smith!……now who……the hell are you?!?! The megadeus now turns to face Roger eye to eye. Roger, more afraid then ever, falls back and backs away as far as he can. Which, considering the width of the catwalk, isn’t all that far. Voice Listen carefully, Roger Smith. What you witnessed today is only the beginning. Your city is about to go through hell. You must be prepared for what is coming. You are this city’s ONLY guardian. YOU are the people’s only hope! Roger, still overcome with fear, covers his eyes, refusing to believe what he is seeing. Roger Wha……WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?!?!?! And then it passes. He warily uncovers his eyes, and sees Big O, de-active and resting peacefully. Severely shaken, he gets to his feet. What has just happened to him? The elevator opens, and R. DOROTHY WANYERIGHT exits. Dorothy Roger, Norman says that your dinner is ready. If she notices how shaken Roger is, she doesn’t acknowledge it. Roger Yeah…yeah, thanks Dorothy… Both walk into the elevator, and we FADE to commercial.