Here is a story I've made that happens a little before G1 and sometime in between the War Within era. It's my first fan-fiction on this web sigt (I've done other fan-fiction on other forums as well) and I hope it's quite good for everyone here. Prologue “Energon” “The energon cube is an ionized process of stored energy.” Optimus Prime said, while he looked over his whole class of Autobot students. “A rare -- yet important essential to the daily lives of the transformers. And we’ll do with it as we may have to. Bring up a whole new age of regeneration; a massive injection will be deadly -- but small will be enough for us to go by.” The whole room rang out with electrical impulses, while each student was recording everything Optimus Prime had said to them. Optimus Prime, stood in front of the class on a 10 foot podium. The podium was made of iron and metal too strong for what was made on planet earth. And, it was just right for the size of Optimus Prime. Optimus Prime weighed about twenty tons and he needed all the iron for holding him up. On his right, stood Prowl, and on his left stood Bluestreak. Both whom were taking their own over-view notes on the Autobot students. Prowl stood middle height and weighed about middle to what Optimus Prime did; Bluestreak also was the same height and weight as Prowl was. They both were using a system of writing differently then what the student Autobots were using. They used their own higher methods of matter duplication to do their own writing; a very advanced sort of writing (and only the highest ranks of transformers could have used this form) while the whole room of Autobot students had to learn on their own with a simple computerized system of word processing. Years of training meant you would be able to use different forms of written forms. The first through one hundred years of service to the Autobot kind meant that you had to use the simple forms of computer processing; one hundred through one thousand years meant that you could use a simple matter duplicator form, but still have to wait for the processing style to do so. And finally, a thousand through one million meant you were high rank and you’d be able to use the most simple part of writing known to the whole transformer world. Optimus Prime’s speech had soon finished, while the whole group of Autobots walked out of the big room. Bluestreak and Prowl moved close to Optimus Prime, as they gave him a short smirk across their face. “Scoring was quite excellent!” Prowl said, through his huge smirking metallic mouth. “They’ve passed undoubtedly well. It’ll be such a pleasure if such a new type of Autobots to come will gain such honor -- and yet, I highly doubt so.” “As so you must.” Optimus said, speaking in a tone like he would want to choose his words wisely. This group is quite smart by far. They understand the explanations of the energon cube conversion; they do understand that you’ll need a lot of energy inside the cube to make it powerful -- but not too much or it’ll explode with impact. And yet -- they don’t seem to have that natural flair; one to help them during the battles. “That’s quite the most important thing that they’ll most certainly need. To tell you the truth, I wasn’t ready either while I joined up; and I’m certain they’ll do better; but we need a strong team for the next fight. A team who will not be afraid of what may come during their own allies death.” “Battle experience is good for a soldier, Optimus Prime.” Bluestreak said, in a very serious tone. “You must know that for how long you’ve fought. We must allow each of our new Autobots a chance to fight in our upcoming battles.” “And also, they’ll need the knowledge of science as well.” Prowl said. “That’s important as well, because they need to know how to handle the energy that they’re given in battle. It’s certainly a more difficult world then when I’ve started -- but we learn time and again how to do things while the time changes. And -- we’ll need some sort of new oil to the mix of Autobots. I’ve seen three different Autobots who’ve come to mind, Bumblebee, Cliffjumper and Hubcap who’d be an excellent adding power for our new mission. What do you think, Optimus Prime?” “We’ll need our forces from before. Wheeljack, Ratchet, Jazz, Iron Hide, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker. Before that, I’ll need to test these three Autobots to find out how well they can fight. I’ve heard of them, but we’ve all got to be fair in these times of Cybertron -- for all of the Autobots sake.” “And -- don’t forget the sake of our future Autobots.” Bluestreak said, while he gave Optimus Prime a short grin. “They’ll be the most important out of the whole bunch we can serve along side with us.” “I was getting to them, naturally, Bluestreak.” “Of course, Optimus Prime.” “Well -- gather up Wheeljack, Ratchet, Jazz and the rest so we can have a meeting over what our new mission will be. We don’t want them to have to wait for us much longer.” “Right, sir!” Bluestreak said, while he saluted Optimus Prime. “We’ll get on it right away, sir.” Prowl added. They both ran out of the room, while they stepped in front of the huge council building. Prowl transformed into his hover police vehicle, while Bluestreak in his hover police vehicle (only a little more blue mode then Prowls) as they headed towards the north-east. Optimus Prime stood by the window watching them leave. He held out his two arms behind himself, while he heard two footsteps coming up from behind him. Optimus Prime turned around, while he came face-to-face with the committee members and the head chancellor for the whole Autobots. Four feet shorter then Optimus Prime stood the council, as well as the chancellor. They waited by the door, while Optimus Prime walked over. “About the mission tomorrow,” the chancellor said, “we hope that you’ll tell your crew about what this mission is all about.” “That’s correct, chancellor, I’ve gone over it with you many times before. The plan is to involve the whole team.” “And so it may. I do hope you do an excellent job in the matter, Optimus Prime, as we all bow our allegiance fully to your optimistic goals, as well as your peach reached between ourselves, as well as the Decepticons. And that’s the utmost importance that we’ll need to achieve -- and nothing more will do just nicely.” “You have nothing to fear, chancellor.” Optimus Prime said, while he laughed metallically towards him and the council. “My men are fully armed and ready to strike-out if Megatron tries anything to go against our standing agreements.” The chancellor and the committee smiled back at Optimus Prime, while they shook their heads. Optimus Prime liked the looks of things with the councils final decision in the matter -- and the whole council walked out of the room, but the chancellor still stayed inside the room, looking up at the huge Optimus Prime. “The energon cubes,” the chancellor said, while he looked more seriously at Optimus Prime. “How much will you and your team be needing during the battle?” “About fifty cubes each -- due to the battle being long for us.” “That’ll be good -- the battle will last at least a couple of days and you’ll need specific re-arranging for your ship. As long as you fight Megatron -- we’ll supply you and your team with enough rations for the lot of you.” “Thank you, sir!” Optimus Prime bowed, while the chancellor walked out of the room. Optimus Prime moved back to the window. He watched as different Autobots transformed from their vehicle modes, into their robot modes; and their robot modes into their vehicle modes. He thought over what the chancellor had said to him and he liked it even more as he had said it. Starscream and Skyfire: From a central work area, Starscream and Skyfire emerged from the building, while they loaded supplies of research items inside their storage units. “You’ll need that for the place you’re going.” Boch, a transformer scientist said to Starscream and Skyfire. “The two sides of scientists will be interested in the findings. Earth is a cold planet, but you’ll be warm enough with these heating packs we’ve given you.” “Thank you, sir.” Sky Fire said, while he put the pack over his head. “We’ll be certain to get all the information needed. We’ll gather up any energy signs we’ve gotten from the planet as well. You won’t have to worry about us, Boch.” “I’m hoping I won’t have to.” “And thanks again for the tools!” Starscream said, while he smirked at the smaller scientist. “I don’t think I’ve got these sorts of tools hiding around my lab table.” “Are you ready to head off, Starscream?” Skyfire said, while he gave him a short smile for encouragement. “I don’t think the scientist guild would be too happy with us if we just stand around here all day.” “I am, partner. To the flight -- and to earth to give our energy the tooling it will need for the scientists of Cybertron. We’ll give the full energon cubes a full tune-up before we head back here, sir. Don’t worry too much about us.” “We’ll manage well while you go.” Boch said in a more friendly voice. “And be sure to research the animal life as well, Starscream -- Skyfire.” “Will do, sir!” Starscream said, while he gave one last grin. “I’ll be sure to help him, sir.” Skyfire added, while he handed Starscream an extra empty energon cube. “My storage unit is more then his.” “Yes -- but I’m faster then you, Skyfire.” “Just be careful and have fun.” Boch said, while he waved his hand at the two scientists. Starscream transformed into his Cybertronic jet mode, while Skyfire in his Cybertronic carrier jet mode. Both of them rode fast along the run-way, while the took off. Both Starscream and Skyfire reached outer-space in no time, while they headed towards the direction of a nearby space-bridge. Autobots final meeting: Optimus Prime, Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, Iron Hide, Prowl, Bluestreak, Wheeljack and Ratchet stood around, while they listened to what Optimus Prime said about their mission. “It’ll be a hard mission -- but one well enough to fight off the Decepticon attacks against ours. We’ll be leading an Autobot armada ships around the moon bases. When we meet up with them, our first mission is to bring down their ships as quickly as possible. “We’ll be having some added Autobots as well. We’ll just be training them first off, and see how well they’ll be able to fight during any battle in space or on a planet. Their names are Bumblebee, Cliffjumper and Hubcap.” Optimus Prime pointed to the door, while three mini-bots stepped through it. They grinned at the Autobot team, while they shook their heads back to them. “The trials will come first before we launch off.” “I’ve heard most highly of them, Optimus Prime.” Iron Hide said, while he gave a half smile to the mini-bots. “They fight well when it comes to a sneak attack. I think they’d probably do well against Soundwave’s tape deck fighters.” “Yes -- I think that’ll do nicely -- but they’ll first need to learn how to fight and they’ll need some overview knowledge of energon cubes.” “We’ll do the testing, sir.” Prowl said, while he stood up. “Me as well.” Bluestreak said. “You two want to do this then?” Optimus rubbed his chin, while he stood up and shook his head. “Very well -- the mini-bots will be trained under you two for the energon part. And for the fighting section of the test?” “Me and Wheeljack will handle that, sir.” Iron Hide said, while he too stood up. “Well…that’s been decided. Would any of the three of you like to speak?” “I would!” Bumblebee said, in an excited voice. “Go ahead…” “Thank you Optimus Prime! All of us would like to say we’re just real happy you chose us for the new mission. We’ll work hard in our tests and we’ll be glad to join up with your group -- even if we’re a second handed fighters as we do so.” Sideswipe and Sunstreaker both shook their heads, while they gave one another a huge grin to add with what they thought was quite funny. Optimus Prime ended the meeting…while Bumblebee, Cliffjumper and Hubcap began their training. The end of the Prologue...chapter one coming later on.