my first shot at one of these so go easy with the feedback... Prologue - Armada's Mission Glowing blue eyes stared out into the passing blackness of the cosmos in search of the most precious thing in his spark. "Commander Armada, we've located the Inceptress. She’s about two light years ahead of us." The glow of Armada's eyes turned and fixed on his main computer screen. "What is the status of their ship?" "Sir, the Inceptress has lost most of her fuel and is basically drifting. We really hit her hard in that attack." "But in that attack I may have lost that which is most dear to me." Armada mumbled inaudibly. "Sir, I've located the ship. She’s near a moon close to a planet referred to by early scout parties as Earth." "Set a course, those escaped prisoners must be recaptured." Armada returned to his gazing, soon he would be in a battle once again. Only this time he was fighting not only to capture a group of escaped Decepticon prisoners, but to rescue the one he loved most. On the dark side of the moon the crew of the Inceptress stood in wait. Any minute the Autobots that had nearly destroyed their ship would be catching up with the drifting pile of junk. They would be waiting for the ambush. The leader of the group, a Decepticon named Syphon held a remote detonator for the Inceptress' engines. With one push he could incinerate the ship and anyone inside it. “The Inceptress is deserted. All crew prepare for an ambush.” Armada announced over his intercom. Walking down towards the launch bay of his ship. His crew was mounting their speeders and preparing for battle. He stepped onto the launch pad as the team was thrust into the black space. Armada, once out of the ship transformed. He was now a Cybertronian battleship. His once torso, arms and legs now a steel blue hull that ran down the center of three pairs of wings. The front set housed two photon beam cannons, the middle and smallest pair were his shield generator and small missiles, the furthest set had mounted many small lasers as well as his main engines. They were dull silver that barely reflected the black gloss of his hull. Armada took the lead of the battle group as the others formed a V formation behind. Syphon picked up their movement on his scanners, seven of them against him and four others. It was a winning number for them, but he had a plan to easily turn the tide in his favor. He ordered his crew to attack from the unlit belly of the drifting Inceptress. They obeyed, after nearly losing their heads to his plasma ray. Armada and his group neared the wrecked ship, a photon bolt shot past them. A nervous Decepticon had just given away the surprise. Both sides began the battle, Autobot lasers making new holes in the dead ship and Decepticons sending light into the infinite black of space. Near the end of his hull in what looked like a blue pair of binoculars, Armada’s mini-con Spy-Fly chirped and beeped wildly. It saw a lone Decepticon standing on the moon and an Autobot female in the engine room of the Inceptress. “Damn, he’s going to blow the ship." Armada called out for a full retreat of the ship, but it was too late. Both sides onboard the ship and both leaders a safe distance away, Syphon pressed the button. Few on the planet down below saw the explosion in space, even less cared enough to remember it. As the explosive force propelled Armada toward Earth, he was able to use himself as a makeshift missile and crashed into Syphon. Both hurled towards the Earth, but in separate directions. Down on Earth in the Caribbean sea, a pirate crew held a mutiny against their captain. They marooned him on a deserted island with a pistol and one shot and left him to die. Captain Jack Sparrow would never forget the time he set out on an adventure with a Transformer.