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Old 03-13-2013, 05:51 PM   #1
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Transformers: Saga-Thirteen

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this takes place in medieval Cybertron and no one has yet been given the ability to transform.
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(offscreen) "SkyBomb! Let go! thats not yours! Stop that! Owww!"

Book one: Thirteen
Chapter one : Primus Rising
Part one : the Start of Journeys


Before time
I am Primus. in my beginnings i lived in the other dimision known as the Source. In the Source, we, the Beings, lived only for power and death. Until Seven of us decided that the killing, the slaughter, wasn't worth it. We slipped through the Gate to the Void. we were limited physically so we created the Universe. we created worlds to sustain life. until my Split Brother, Unicron, revealed his plans. he reintroduced Death to our perfect worlds. he couldn't fight us himself so he sent the Destroyers, to my world, to my Species! everything i had built was almost destroyed but for one successful blow banished, but now i fear that will not be enough. now need not banishment but death.

Nexus Prime looked down the battlefield. Things did not look good for the Thirteen. Monstructor was winning. the small town of Rydion was alomst wiped out. the suviviors were barely escaping, with Leige Maximo, Yoketron and Megatronus barely holding off the Horde. Solus Magnus transformed right next to him "Prime! we need instructions" she commanded of her prime. he looked at his men. Alpha Trion was getting used to a sword, a supernatural one too, but this wasn't practice time. Alchemist and Infintis were actually doing some slight damge to Monsturctor's humongous right leg. Vector Sigma had disappeared under a pile of horders, but with the ability to teleport, Nexus couldn't tell. Defensor and Superion were dive bombing Monstructors head by flinging Apex at it. Amalgamous was not even on the battlefield probaby inside the beast. Nexus looked down at his chest, which was holding the newly formed Matrix and asked Primus what do i do?"

a week earlier
a figure looked over the dried embankment. it was filled with bodies. the slaughter must have been swift. then something stirred. one of the dead wasn't quite so dead. the traveller ran to the wounded bot. the bot was a blue with red slims and also a warrior judjing from the size of the ax he was lying next.
the figure knelt down and helped the warrior upped to his knees and leaned him back. he pulled out a caneen and helped the warrior to drink it.
'there you go.' he said 'drink up. Energon straight from the Dagger's Gulf'
the warrior slightly opened his optics to the sun and a bulky light greyish bot.
'what happened?' the warrior rasped
the traveller looked around and at the the dead. ' looks like Southern Junkion raiding party' he set the warrior down and and started to bandage the wounds on the warrior. 'what is your name anyhow'
'Nov...Novas...Gar' the warrior coughed.
'i am Bunker, from Ultrax' the traveller responded. 'i travell between the countries in the Badlands to do trading'
Novas Gar tried to rise to his full height before Bunker's kind hands and the extent of his own injuries stopped him.
'not now' Bunker said admiss wrapping other wounds. 'who were all these people'
Novas Gar just looks up 'this is what left of Theta and Cinder'
Bunker was taken back ' Whats left? what happened to countries of the Thetacons and Sparkobots.'
'Pirannasol happened' came from Novas Gar. he now successfully stood up fully bandaged and an ax slung over his shoulder 'the Pirananons wanted to expand so they chose Theta and Cinder. The Thetacons gave some resistance but the Sparkabots didn’t stand a chance.”
Bunker packed his supplies and followed Novas Gar 'where were you taking them'
'Protecton' there was no remorse in Novas Gar's voice
“Well I got two rides. You can use one. I’ll take you to Protecton.” said bunker, who whistles and two horse-like Domestitrons, nicknamed rides, came charging over the enbankment.
the two mount up, Bunker leading the way north.' your accents a bit off I don’t think you are Thetacon or Sparkobot. Where are you from exactly?'
'Torus' said Novas Gar
Bunker just laughed 'this whole land is called Torus. where were your parents from?
'the old state of Torus'
Bunker suddennly stopped his ride. 'what. there are no surviviors of the Torus State.' he kicked his ride to catch up with the warrior
'you can't be Torun, only the Elder's Elders would have been Torun.'
Novas Gar sends him one look 'if you do not believe that I am Torun then you will believe nothing i will say'
Bunker just ponders this 'ok say that you are a son of Torus. Wasn’t that …”'
Novas-Gar interrupts '… devastated by the five Destroyers. Yes, I was only a Hatchling then.'
Bunker luaghs 'I heard rumors that one of the Destroyers has reappeared near Maladron and he has mutants inside him. muntants called the Horde. Mutants that devastate whatever is living'
Novas-Gar looks angry 'Monstructor.'
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Chapter one
part two : Cowards and Traitors


Monstuctor lumbered through the Hydrax Plateau. he laughed at the army ahead of him. they were foolish for facing a Destroyer, even though he was he was weak from recently escapin banishment
the commander of the opposing army was Lord Dynozuaras. he was the one who united the Commandrons and the Maladriods to the Destrons. and now he was faced with a monster “Scorponok! Take you soldiers far north and attack from behind! Fortress Maximus! Attack from left!”
his Second Lord ,Zardak, rode to his Lord “My lord! The beast approaches!”
Dynozauras looked down the Hydrax Plateau to see a lumbering walking... TOWER, headed this way “Destrons, this is where your courage counts. this is where you defeat a foe above all foes. Destrons! Attaaaack!”
The entire army rushed foward towards Monstructor, who just laughs and shakes himself. the shaking is voilent and it seems parts are falling out of him. wait it isn't parts. its the Horde and its charging toward the Destrons.
CRASH!
the Destron and Horde met with a deafening clash. Dynozuaras takes his first swing and look at a Horder. it is nothing like anything on the land of Father Cybertron. it is armored with metal and spikes that drool venom. the Lord swings left at its head. but the sword catches in the horns and teeth bare his direction. Dynozauras flips out a dagger and takes it under its head. the blade meets it target and the Horder falls. Dynozauras picks up his sword and just looks around. one horder is flinging his soldiers into each other while another is eating one Destron while punching another.
BOOMM!
Monstructor literally steps on the Battlefield, crushing Destrons and his own Horde. he pulls out a menacing mace and swings down hard on the left flank.
CRASSH!
the left flank is only reeling from the blow
A cry is heard from Lord Dynozauras and it is a well recieved one “Retreat!”
The Destrons thankfully fallback. Monstructor looks over the waste he has caused and laughs. He has no reasons to chase the insects. he willl meet them with his brothers, once they escape thier tormenting prison. he reaches his arms down so the Horde can crawl back into him through grotesque
several openings in his arms.

three days later at the Destrons camp

Lord Dynozauras and his generals Scorponok, Fortress Maximus, and his brother Grand Maximus and also Governor Zarak of Malamax are meeting in Lord Dynozauras' spacious royal tent to gather up strength for one more assault on Monstructor.
Dynozauras is poring over a map and angerly pointing “… we need two left flanks here at the Grand Rion River”
Second Lord Zardak enters the tent and disrupts the planning “my Lord, I must speak with you. Alone.”
Dynozauras is a bit weary of this. he never fully trusted Zardak. the blue bot has always had other plans “fine, Generals, prepare your armies. I will see you at dusk. Governor Zarak, may peace be with you”
The generals and governor leave and Zardak is left alone with his Lord. “Monstructor can be quite scary yes?”
Dynozauras turned around to look out the tents window. where is Zardak going woth this “He is a brute that was severally underestimated”
Zardak reaches for the weapon rack and grabs hold of a spear “But he scared you when your troops needed you the most.”
Dynozauras grabs hold of his sword. this wasn't right “what are you getting at, Zardak?”
Zardak suddenly stabs through the left stomach area of Dynozauras. the Destron Lord is stunned and cannoot respond. his sword clangs on the rocky floor.
Zardak twist the spear and pushes further “for your cowardice you are hereby usurped and I take the willing right to lead Maladron as Lord”
Zardak lets go of the spear and Dynozauras collapses to the ground barely alive. He struggles to get up but can’t make it.
Dynozauras gasps in pain as his Eneregon slowly bleeds out “I lead us to together”
Zardak takes the crown from Dynozauras and throws it away.
“you are right. You succeed where the other lords couldn’t by uniting the Maladriods and Commandrons. Though you lacked the courage to lead them into battle, you should be honored for this.”
Dynozauras rolls over and gives Zardak a death glare“you are nothing but death”
Zardak looks at his former lord and smirks “very well, I am now Lord Deathzauras, in your honor. I will lead this country now to glory”
An interrupting voice comes from the entrance of the tent “My Lord…”
Scorponok had returned to inform his lord that his men were in no shpae to move but onlyis stunned at the image of his master stabbed with a spear and Zardak standing over him. he has no idea what to do. this is almost too much. but he gathers his wits and unsheathes his sword and points its tip at Zardak. “Second Lord Zardak! Do not move!”
Deathzauras just grins “Come now, Scorponok. Dynozauras corwarded in battle and by our law he is to be usurped and I take his place as Lord Deathzauras.”
Scorponok still does not waver “it may be Maladriod custom but we are now Destrons! This isn’t our way!”
the sound of a sword unsheathing is registered to late. it now threatens Scorponok’s neck. Scorponok looks back to see Governor Zarak holding the sword unprofessionally. Scorponok looks a bit uneasy. he had not excepted this
“Scorponok. We need this. The Destrons need this. “ says Zarak
Scorponok gives him an evil glance “no, Zarak. You always wanted more than being the Maladriod Governor. What did Deathzauras offer you? High Governorship? What about High Gorvernor Roox?”
“Roox has already… resigned from his position. Think about it General. A new Maladron that was stronger than ever. The Predacus are threatening our gates every day. The Junkions raid our trade lines. We need to build up our armies. Now with this new threat is howling at us. Dynozauras lacked the strength to overcome our struggles.” Deathzauras calls out
Scorponok loks back to... Deathzauras“this is still treason, Deathzauras”
Zarak presses the sword ever so slightly “Friend, you can join us or we will make things very worse for your family”
Scorponok ponders this info. He lowers his swords then kneels down.
“what do you need my lord?”
Deathzauras smiles and laughs
“throw our former lord out into the Arushun River. He needs a restful death.”
Scorponok nods but his face betrays regret that he believes is the worse mistake of his life.

a wagon rushes across the badlands att= the dead of night, three bots, two Bots and one femme, are inside. one of the bots is driving whle the femme takes care of an injured bot in back.
the injured bot stirrs, awakned by the rush and bumps of the unsteady wagon
“careful. We almost near Botropolis. The name’s Solatron.my brother Vextra’s driving.” guides the Femme
the patient only groans, but is obvisouly aware.
“well, can you at least say your name.” says Solatron
“Dyn..Dynozaur..Dynozauras!” stutters the injured
Solatron is shocked. to see her former lord gravely injured and in HER wagon, its disturbing. Vextra has always wondered where he went. now he knows
“where…are you head...headed?” Dynozauras struggles to even say. the damage is exentisve
Vextra calls out over the sound of the wind “somewhere, anywhere, but Maladron! Deathzauras has been in power for a quarter-cycle but he is already oppressing the people! We are hoping to head for one of the Primal Empires!”
Solatron smiles at her brother“Vextra was a Scientist, and I am a forgesmith.”
the two re almost similar in shape, slim, head plates slid back. Solatron displays the colors of the sun while Vextra is white and with slight purple.
Dynozauras manages to sit up in the cart “did you say we are near Botropolis?”
“yes” replies Solatron
Dynozauras expresses nothing but shock and fear “turn around!”
“why?” Vextra calls back. it is strange to question your former lord, but reasons are needed.
“the Predacus army was last seen heading towards Goboltis.”
Vextra stops the cart near the edge of a cliff. fully aware of what Dynozauras was warning of.
Vextra “Umm”
the city of Botropolis, center of Goboltis, captial of the Boltax, the well of the Knowledge of the many scholars, was under siege.
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Chapter 0ne
part three: students and masters

Botropolis has always been known as the well of the scholars. Many teachers from all over Torus come to Botropolis to teach. That probably made it the envy of the Predacus from Tripodecus. And now their army is moving against the city. Boltax Sling Shooters on the wall try to halt the advance but there are too many of them to deal with. The catapults are ripping through the walls. One of these shots almost hits a Boltax scholar named A3 and his assistant, Beta Maxx.
Beta Maxx is stunned by the fiery wrecking ball whirled his way“A3, we need to leave. Now!”
The Scholar was knocked down by the impact. He isn’t too old but old enough past prime of life. This isn’t his style of life “Beta Maxx, is the cart ready?”
Beta Maxx rushes over to help his master up “yes now let’s go!”
A3 and Beta Maxx run over to a cart loaded down with scrolls and artifacts and hop on. Beta Maxx gives a hearty “yah!” to the ride pulling. They charge off opposite of the gate, which now has been broken. And hundreds of Boltax and Predacus meet in a savage battle.
“A3! They probably have the back gate blocked! We need to head to the Tunnel!” says Beta Maxx, as They speed down the main street. A3 is just holding on for his life and only nods to his assistant. The Tunnel was created as an escape route long ago by the Toruns who lived in this area but now the Boltax use it and it is being well used as bots are rushing through it, trying to escape the battle. The sound of a rushing cart causes them to scream and jump out the way for their lives. The tunnel is long and filled with fleeing bots. It was only by sheer Father Cybertron luck no one was killed. They tunneled open on the side of an ancient cliff. As soon A3 and Beta Maxx emerge, they are greeted by Boltax soldiers guiding the evacuation and are stopped by a commander boasting a full armor set.
“What’s in the cart!?” the commander questions over the screams of the fleers
“We are scholars taking the knowledge of the University away!” Replied A3 “we have nest Prime’s approval!” it was always the plan to take the Knowledge of Goboltis to one of the primal empires and hide it there.
The commander ushers them on their way. The scholars don’t look back on their burning city.
The two scholars ride on for days. The Badlands is a vast desert that separates the northern Primal empires of Protecton, Maximus, Malignese and also the Lordship of Ultrax from the Southern Lordships of Maladron, Tripodecus, Cinder, Theta, Pirannasol and the two Junkion states. It is easy to get lost in this desert and A3 and Beta Maxx are no exception. The ride pulling the cart is tired and worn after a few days of travelling and the two are in an Energon-lacked daze and having hallucinations. A3 barely opened his eyes to try to make what seemed to be 3 rides headed their way. But that is all he acknowledged when the three riders dismounted to help the two wanderers back to their camp

When A3 woke up, his hands were bounded to a metal pole behind him inside of a steel hut. “Beta Maxx!” he cried
“I am right here” said a voice to his right. Beta Maxx was also tied to same pole. He noticed that their cloaks were stripped from them and that a third, lean black and orange, scarred bot was to his left. H barely was showing the same signs of age as A3 was.
The huts steel door is opened to reveal the dusk and two bots armed with swords enter the tent followed by a high up looking bot, probably an officer. The officer stands over the two bots and kneels in front of them. He is red with black forelimbs and green face. His blue optics seem to shine right through them. dressed in an official military uniform, he seemed to be the only one comfortable
“my men found you two just outside the trade lines, low on everything but books. Tell me why that is?” he says
Beta Maxx was more brave than A3 at that moment “my master and I fled Botropolis. It was under siege by the Predacus. We hoped to make anywhere preferably north.”
“your master? What does he do?” the Officer asked, looking t A3 with a smirk
A3 gathered his wits to answer “my name is A3. I am a historian and scribe at the Botropolis University.”
The Officer just laughs slightly “and I am Captain Fangry of this fine Ultracon trade convoy”
A3 smiles and nods “now that we are acquaintances, will you untie us and lets on your way”
“I am afraid not we have some... security issues to work out. Don’t worry, Catilla and Horri-bull will take care of you.” Fangry replies gesturing to the two armed bots. He stands up and looks down at the prisoners “but I am sure we will have this all worked out.”
The three turn leave, leaving the two Boltax shocked. Usually armies let scholars past. Something must be wrong.
“they will kill you.” The voice was so unexpected it took Beta Maxx and A3 a while to register it.
“they don’t seem to want to kill us.” Beta Maxx argued back, but he wasn’t so sure of his answer.
The Prisoner chuckles “but they do. Those aren’t an Ultracon traders. No, those are Crusaders. These past few weeks my men were disappearing along the trade lines. I investigated what happened. Turned out that they were killed by the Ultracons. They caught me spying on their camp. They been hauling something down to Piranasol and killing anyone who sees them.”
“And who are you?” A3 says
Prisoner looks the red mot in the optics. He has a scar down his right red optic “I am Blackzeta the North Junkion.”
“Raider!” Beta Maxx exclaims. He had no particular like in the Junkions.
Blackzeta looks at the dark blue apprentice with a smirk “those would be our southern cousins. We are traders.”
“fine if they are going to kill us. Then you must get us out of here.” A3 demands.
“there is one way” Blackzeta remarks
Outside the tent, Catilla and Horri-bull are standing guard. More like being bored. This duty always was frag. Guard two scholars and a spy, really? What is more pathetic? And at night time too. But orders are orders, even if they are stupid.
CRASH!!
The sound rushed the two guards in to find only A3 and Beta Maxx under the pole they were attached to.
“where is Blackzeta?!” Catilla roars
“He just walked up and left” A3 cried “he knocked over the shaft when he escaped
Catilla walks over to Beta Maxx and draws his sword. He places it on Beta Maxx’s chest and grins evilly “if he escaped you shall not live.”
Unexceptedly Catilla is stabbed right through the chest. Horri-bull reacts almost instantly and swings his sword hard down at Blackzeta. Blackzeta throws Catilla in the path the sword and steals Catilla’s sword. He takes multiple vicious swings at Horri-bull’s sides. Horri-bull blocks expertly and aims his sword at splitting Blackzeta’s skull. Blackzeta counters and throws down both swords to tackle Horri-bull. The two crash to the ground and struggled for top. As soon as Blackzeta gets it, he pulls a concealed knife from his lower back and makes three blocked attempts at Horri-bulls eyes. On the fourth, he punches Horri-bull’s temple and sticks the knife under his chin. Blackzeta gets up exhausted and goes to free A3 and Beta Maxx.
“A trader?” Beta Maxx asks after he is free.
Blackzeta shrugs “well, a guard of our traders.”
A3 is now freed and rubbing his aching old wrists “if you could always escape, why haven’t you?”
“they caught me every time” Blackzeta replies as he picks up the two swords “now I got you two to watch my back. Come on, there’s a trader’s stay called Come-Thru. If we snatch a few rides, we will be there by next nightfall.”
The three sneak out the hut to found most of the camp is dead of slumber under two full moons. The three make their way to the rides. They manage successfully gather three without incident and mount up. When they are almost out the camp, Beta Maxx falls off his ride with an arrow in his skull. Blackzeta quickly glances to see a sling shooter is right behind them loading for another shot.
“the prisoners are escaping! The Prisoners are escaping!” the guard cries out
The camp starts to arouse and fuss at the alarm. Blackzeta rushes a stunned A3 and his ride by smacking the tail with one of the swords and they ride out as fast as they can. The Ultracons were too slow too respond and the prisoners have ridden out of sight.
Fangry looks over the sands to see his two prisoners disappear over a sand dune. “We will track them in the morning” he commands. He knows that they will have to stop sooner or later.
A3 and Blackzeta are quicker than they thought by midafternoon, the warrior and the scholar ride into the traders stay of Come-thru which is bustling with merchants travelers and outlaws . Herds of Long-skinned Nosorons being push through the main street, groaning as they move. carts jostle, bots yell and markets bid for your attention. But the two keep riding till they come to an inn and request a room and care for the rides. A3 settles into the room on a mat while Blackzeta secures the room.
“Bet...Beta …Beta Maxx. He is … gone.”
Blackzeta looks sympathetic at A3. He had lost his brother Metadon to life in the Badlands “I’m sorry. I am afraid this is the reality of the Bad Lands.”
“He was only a young one.” A3 grieves. He had raised Beta Maxx like a son when his parents were killed in a robbery. But he Knows how to grieve he lost his own son when he joined the army a few Solar cycles back.
A3 refocuses and gathers his surroundings. It’s a simple brick rom with only one window facing the Southside. “this doesn’t feel right”
Blackzeta looks back from checking the closet “how?”
A3 just looks around “I feel like I am not here by accident. Like something is leading me to this.”
Blackzeta sits down on his mat and has to agree. He been feeling like something is different as well “yeah I know what you mean; we passed five inns before just drifting into this one.”
An unknown voice interrupts from the window “I know how you are feeling”
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chapter one
part four: A Killer and A Soldier

An unknown voice interrupts from the window “I know how you are feeling”
The two are taken by surprise. A lone lean yellow bot with a red face in cloak jumped through the window and into their room. He had only a sword on him, still sheathed behind his back. He started to rise slowly, hands up, but Blackzeta’s sword was already on his neck “I been having the same feelings since I got here.” He said careful with his words
A3 stood back with his own sword unsheathed “who are you” he asked in a voice of weariness and anger
Newcomer never even took his yellow optics off a menacing Blackzeta “the name’s Ruins. I have been watching this particular room for the past quarter-cycle. I don’t know why. It’s like a calling. When I saw yall I knew why I had been keeping an optic on this place”
“lower your Sword Blackzeta. This is a guest.” A3 ordered. This was proof that A3 wasn’t going crazy, and he would be no help if Blackzeta killed him.
Blackzeta was reluctant to lower his sword on the behalf of a few simple words. Any bot could lie and that was truer in the Badlands. “a name like Ruins sounds more than it seems.” He asked “no parent would give their hatchling that kind of name unless they were on the lower caste.”
Ruins smirks at Blackzeta’s reasoning “you’re right. my birth name was Pneumatix but my career required me to take a different name.”
Blackzeta grips his sword tighter “and what would that be”
“I was an assassin”
Blackzeta raises the sword to Ruins chin. “so your brilliant ’I won’t get killed plan’ is tell the straight truth?”
Ruins laughed “it’s working isn’t it”
Blackzeta look even more menacing now. He didn’t like being told off. Especially by a stranger.
“well what’s it going to be? Kill me, or find out who has been tugging at your life.” Ruins dangerously asks.
A3 sheathes his sword and grabs Blackzeta’s shoulder “BlackZeta, we need him alive. Think about it. Someone is mentally telling us where to go, what to do and where to be. For what cause? What is their end game?”
Blackzeta realizes the truth in these words and sheathes his sword. He extends his fist to meet Ruins “alright, if we can find who is guiding us, then we take you too.”
Ruins pulls three large red Hypergon fruits, ripe in processed energon. Blackzeta and A3 are quite hungry and bite into the Hypergons thankfully. They all sit down on the mats and finish their meal. A3 is the first to speak. “When Beta Maxx and I fled Botropolis, I remember pre packing an energon cube, but when the city came under attack, it felt that I purposefully forgot it. Whatever this is wanted us to be found.” A3 was more cross with his next words “it wanted Beta Maxx killed”
Ruins nods “I have enjoyed the life of an assassin but I lunar-cycle ago, a great uneasiness came over me and I settled on selling everything and retreating here, but I never really thought it over. I just did like something was pushing me and…” the pause is uneasy
Blackzeta turns to Ruins “did you feel that?”
“Yeah.”
Ruins pulls out a double edged hatchet and curved dagger and conceals himself behind the door. Blackzeta Unsheathes his sword and takes cover behind A3 as he opens the door. A shocked green, poorly armed bot was trying to spy in on the trio. Now he was being dragged into the room.
He is scared but that fear turns to a Duty the moments his red optics catches Ruins. He pulls out his sword and gives a poor defensive stance “Ruins, you are under arrest by the Malignus Primacy.” He says his voice giving a slight waver. Blackzeta and Ruins laugh. The bot was very young and certainly no threat to the experienced bots.
The two sheath weapons and gently take his small sword. “Come now.” Blackzeta says “we are not your enemy. We are I guess, your friend.”
The young bot is confused but is… persuaded to trust the three warriors. All four sit down on the mats. Ruins takes out a small bottle of Visco energon and hands to the bot. “tell us. How were you persuaded to pursue Ruins here?” A3 asks.
The bot looks up at the scholar to his left “my name is Exodus. I graduated into the Malignus army a few years back. I was ready for action, for combat! But they stuck me with curbside duty in Axiom Nexus.” The bot slumped “all I wanted was adventure. The click heard that there was a bounty on Ruins head I took it. I abandon my post, just telling my officer that I knew how to find him and took off. I don’t how I knew to come to Come-thru. Or where to look. I guess this is what yall were talking about when I eavesdropped on yall.” He finished ruefully.
A3 looked at Blackzeta. “Told you.”
Ruins hands Exodus back his word “you have two options, I believe you do anyway. Join us and figure this out and I will let you take me in. I am tired of this life. Or you can leave back for Malignese and face the sword for abandoning your post.”
Exodus looks at his sword and looks back at Ruins. He expected death or torture from assassins not kindness and advice. He had a duty towards Malignese, but he did face the sword if he returned without Ruins or probably with Ruins. The young one grabs his sword and stands up “alright what now?”
The other three stand up. It is almost dusk but something urges. Only Ruins speaks “ north towards the ruins of Acropolex. Agreed?” the others nod their agreement. They all head outside towards their scattered rides and assemble outside the inn. “ready?” A3 asks.
“good to go.” Ruins says. It is only a few clicks into the ride when they hear the first scream. They turn around to a small but well trained fighting force killing its way in. Blackzeta and A3 recongize a commander on top of a ride, wielding a huge sword. They three lock eye contact. The commander grins.
Its Captian Fangry. The Ultracon Crusaders are here and they don't look happy.
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Chapter one
part five: Company

Novas Gar was angry at the three Destrons, especially Dynozauras. all the two siblings did was pester him and ask questions about Torus which Novas remembered little about. this in itself didn't upset the Torun but it was Dynozauras continuous order giving that had set Novas Gar off. once a lord always a lord Novas Gar guessed.
"Novas Gar!! Comeback!!" yelled one the four other bots in thier caravan. it was Bunker, the only one Novas Gar didn't mind having around. he was a good cook, knew this region by mind and also saved Novas Gar's life a week ago. "we need to get Moving!!" he was a bit cranky when it came to time.
Novas Gar wandered back to the camp that slipped from to clear his head.
bunker was a bit crossed. Solatron and Vextra had already packed thier equipment, no thanks to the former Destron Lord. the latter didn't need to pack, he had carried nothing with but a double ended sword, a souvenir of how they met. the lord smirked when he saw Novas Gar. "been out for a little walk" he said
"Dynozauras, Not now. something is wrong and i need to think not argue."
"all the Nonsense about you being Torun finally come to light, eh"
Novas Gar decided against continuing this debate, and head towards his ride to pack. Bunker followed him. "what's wrong?" he asked
Novas Gar stopped packing and looked at the bulky bot "Bunker, where are we heading?"
Bunker looked startled. "Well, I wanted to talk too about that." he said nervously. "we are not heading to Protecton. we are actually heading a bit east towards Acropolex." he backed just a little when he had said this. "i had tries to correct my course but i couldn't something is pulling us in that direction, and i can't stop it."
Novas didn't speak for a few minutes. "alright we keep to this course see where it takes us. do the others now about this."
"they brought it up, even Dynozauras is feeling it."
"good round them up we have land to cover" it was mid-day and dark would be in a few megaclicks. Solatron and Vextra got on a ride together. Bunker, Dynozuaras and Joker had thier own rides to mount. wait where is Joker? the red and purple bot had recently joined thier party two days ago, lost and no idea which way was north. he was a comedian but the twin blades he carried said more.
"hey, did the sun die and I am dreaming or what?" he joked on the convoy's mood.
"load up, funny bot, we heading out" Bunker commanded from his ride.
"yes! more endless riding!” Joker said sarcastically.
"come on" Novas Gar said and the party moved out, Bunker leading and novas in the back. Novas looked down the line at this merry band of mismatched travelers. a forgesmith, trader, comedian and possibly something else, a scientist and former Destron lord. only a week ago it was just him and Bunker till they heard a scream on night. the two were camping out under the stars and one of the two moons. the scream from over the dune along with the sounds of fighting. the two bots rushed over the dunes to see three bots under attack by south Junkion raiders. anger had built up inside of Novas Gar over the death of the Thetacons and Sparkabots he was guiding to Protecton. with a great battle cry, Novas drew his axe and charged down the dune towards the raiders. a few saw him at first and went to meet him only to fall to Novas Gar's fury. even those on rideback, were no match for the Torun. Bunker eventually engaged but it was the wrath of Novas Gar that brought down a majority of the Junkions who horribly mutilated. ever since then the three joined them in their travels. now all six were heading towards a direction they didn't ask for.
it was almost dusk when they hit the small traders stay of Come-Thru. Novas Gars optics travelled toward four bots on ride back heading thier way. Something felt... familiar about them. Like they were connected. The scream came shortly after that. Novas turned his gaze towards the source. A small but extremely skilled army was slicing up the traders stay. The other four bots turned around. A commander in the other force notices the four and grinned devilishly. The four drew their weapons.
"Should we?" asked an older red bot his sword in hand. The black and barely orange on responded "oh yes we should." and with all four charged.
the group Novas Gar was riding with was gathered around him, brandishing thier own weapons.
"what should we do?" asked Solatron, gripping her war hammer.
"we attack!" yelled out Dynozauras.
"calm down, Dynozauras." Bunker pointed out "it’s Novas's decision. Novas?"
Novas Gar looked at the convoy. "Did you feel what I felt about the other four?"
Vextra answered "I think we all did."
Novas Gar nodded. He pulled out his axe and a furious look appeared on his face "then, as Dynozauras said, attack."
The six charged after the other four towards a hundred or so bots. It was foolish. Ten versus a hundred, one to ten. The odds weren’t good.
The two forces clashed. Vextra and Solatron were first to engage. Solatron jumped off their ride and cracked down on the first soldier she landed on. Swing her hammer like a maniac, the soldiers were afraid to go near Solatron. She was managing to club down a few bots, but her brother was fairing worse. A green and black bot was helping him out, but Vextra already had a slice down his arm. These were barely warriors against a strike force.
Joker was having fun with his opponents. “Hey you got something in your optics!” he yelled as he threw small hidden knives to the optics of his victim. He crackled and laughed as he threw four more. “What’s the matter? Knife got your throat!” he taunted, revealing a hidden fighter underneath.
Bunker was helping out the black bot. Bunker was only using spiked fists, punching down his opponents’ weapons and then punching his enemies. The black bot was not bad himself, but was older and tiring. Novas was the last to join the battle. These soldiers were good but Novas Gar was better. Those who thought they had him were wrong. His ax laid waste to them till he fought his way to the red bot. “hi” he said countering a sword and going down the owners knees “what brings you here”
The red bot, A3, stabbed one soldier and cut the gut of another “nothing much, just Ultracon Crusaders and weird desire to head to Acropolex.” He yelled. A3 went charging towards a bot that got the upper hand on Exodus. The bot looked off of Exodus and at A3. This proved fatal caused as soon as he did, Exodus plunged his sword into his throat.
The battle was thick and lasted through the night till morning .no longer was it ten against a hundred though. Outlaws and merchants from Come-thru were also fighting back. Now the fight was even.
A3 had just finished off an Ultracon when he saw Fangry. Fangry had an outlaw under his blade and grinned at A3. Fangry was probably a decade younger than A3 but he had more energy and experience. Besides, A3 had two slices in his legs and arms. Energon was leaking badly from his body but somehow A3 was still standing. Fangry reacted first charging towards A3. A3 only had one option. With all his might he threw his blade at the Ultracon. Fangry barely sidestepped it. The blade pierced his left arm, causing him to drop his own sword try to get the blade out of him. But this action was the wrong one and A3 came down on him hard, piercing his head with another random sword.
A lieutenant named Brisko saw his master fall. He gave only the order retreat and maybe a dozen or so were left to respond. The fleeting Ultracons were just barely able to get away. The rejoicing was deafening. Come-thru had standing still.
Later the scavengers were drifting thru the battlefield collecting and looting. Novas Gar and his six were gathered with A3 and the rest. Blackzeta had to get a dagger pulled out of his thigh. Vextra had large cut down his arm. The rest had many cuts and bruises. The next morning they had gathered on common accord to head to Acropolex and solve their mystery. All of them own their own rides, were tougher than when this was all starting. Now it was time.
It took almost an orbital cycle, but they had reached it, weary and hungry. Novas Gar looked over at A3. A3 just nodded. Ahead of them was the ruin of the capital center of Torus, Acropolex.
Inside was the answer to all of their questions. Little did they known the start of their new life.
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Transformers: Saga-Thirteen

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chapter one
part six: This Is Your Destiny; Accept It!

The ruins of Acropolex were that of a building, not a city. It is believed what still stands of Acropolex is the capital center. It had four main areas, the southern Tower Ruins, the fortress, the main Citadel, and the Courtyard. Only one thing stirred in the vast courtyard at the dead of night, and that was a traveler and his ride sitting around a campfire. The traveler was Dreamscape and the ride was named Ellyian. Dreamscape was a strange bot, always having his minds in the clouds. This earned him the name Dreamscape and he liked. He liked so much he forgot his real name. Now he was sitting around enjoying the stars and night breeze.
“you know, Ellyian,” he said in a Pirinasol accent, “just a few orbital cycles ago, I was I a builder, now I am an explorer off on an adventure. Who knows what we find beyond the Primal empires in the wild lands of Kolkular and Rodion. It’s a whole new world out there, Ellyian, and we are here to explorer it.” Talking to a ride maybe crazy but not if the ride actually listened and Ellyian did. Dreamscape was so engrossed in the stars and talking he didn’t notice the two bots sneak up on him till five cycles later.
The two bots were bot and femme. The bot was white with black and gold highlights. The femme was green and yellow. They both were wielding numerous weapons and showed scars to prove they used them.
Dreamscape jumped back startled. He grabbed a bag and threw it the bots; the white bot rolled over and took out a double edged sword. The bag exploded into a great fire ball next to the femme. “arggh” she yelled taking out a pair of claw sabers and ran toward Dreamscape. Dreamscape took a rough tug at his belt and flung it forward to reveal a long serrated whip, the Femme dodged to the right and stayed put. Dreamscape was gearing for another lash, but was tackled by the bot. it took a while to calm down Dreamscape and round up Ellyian, who ran off during the explosion but they did it to explain their real intentions by the campfire.
The white bot spoke “the names Takara, this is my life bond partner Ser-ket. We live here as guardians for passerby’s with only the small charge of fuel and company.”
Dreamscape listened on to their tales of adventure and heroics. Takara had trained in combat arts under Rodion tribal leaders. There he met Ser-ket, Metallikato tribal daughter. They married lunar cycles later and moved back to Takara’s home of Maximus. But the two weren’t happy and went on to protect travelers in the Badlands. They settled upon the Acropolex to safeguard travelers.
The three were so immersed in their conversation that they didn’t see ten bots sneak up in them. These ten bots ranged from clothing to weapons, a rag tag group at best. But no one moved to any defensive position. They had been overcome with one feeling; familiarity. It was a feeling that these were brothers and united in a common goal. These ten joined the three to form thirteen. They talked late into morning till they finally slept. The leader of the ten’s name was Novas Gar and his band was on a mission to find out who was calling them here, who was behind the shrouded veil. The other three were hard-pressed and found that they too were called to this. It was almost Mid Orbit cycle when they were finally ready to explore Acropolex.
“ready?” Novas Gar asked of the twelve others. Most replied with nods and “yes” except for Joker who replied with “Ready for what?!” but he was ready. All thirteen went straight for the citadel, no one ever telling them where to go. They followed it down under the citadel till they all reached a large cave with three pools of energon.
“this it?” asked Blackzeta wielding his torch to examine the walls inscription “Hey A3! Look at this!” the scholar wander over to the Junkion
“What do you make of it?” asked Blackzeta but A3 had never seen such writing before “I don’t know” he answered.
“WELCOME!!” a strange booming voice filled the cavern. The torches went out and blue light filled the cave from a blinding blue orb that emerged from the central pool.
“Who are you?!” Novas Gar said, getting his optics adjusted to the light.
“I AM PRIMUS! YOUR CREATOR AND GUARDIAN!” It sounded
“But Father Cybertron is our maker.” Exodus retorted. The belief was that Father Cybertron and Mother Furmanna created the Cybertronians. Mother Furmanna became the heavens and Father Cybertron the world. Now all that was to be changed.
The orb laughed at Exodus “CYBERTRON MAY BE THE GROUND BELOW YOU, IT STILL STANDS THAT I, PRIMUS, CREATED YOU!”
Novas Gar stepped up to the orb and challenged “Explain yourself!!”
The cave instantly filled with images of a mystic place showing rage-filled creatures devouring and destroying each other. They grew stronger with each kill and their seemed to be no end to the horror “THIS IS WHERE I COME FROM, THE SOURCE! HERE DEATH AND CHAOS WAS CONTINOUS, FEAR AND ANGER WAS EVERYTHING. I AND MY SPLIT BROTHER UNICRON DEFIED THESE RULES WITH FIVE OTHERS, XAL, GALATICUS, CHRONARCHITECT, THE KEEPER AND THE ONE! BUT NOTHINGSEEMED TO BE SECERT IN THE SOURCE AND THE WE WERE BROUGHT BEFORE OUR GODS, THE GUILDING HAND. THEY MADE A PUBLIC DISPLAY OF OUR SUPPOSED TREACHERY AND BANISHED US TO THE VOID. LITTLE DID THEY REALIZE THAT CHRONARCHITECT FIGURED OUT A WAY TO CREATE LIFE IN THIS VOID TO CREATE ORDER! AND SET CREATING THESE LIFE FORMS, TAKING ONE ECOSYSTEM TO OURSELVES AS THE GUARDIANS OF THE UNIVERSE” the imagery slowed to so called Void and the set creation of these worlds and their life “EVERYTHING WAS AT PEACE ! NO CHAOS NO DEATH! TILL MY BROTHER, UNICRON REVEALED HIS INTENTIONS. HE KNEW THAT WITH THE CREATIVE POWER OF THE VOID HE COULD CONQUER ALL OF TIME AND SPACE, BUT WE SAW THROUGH HIM IN TIME AND PUT OUR WORLDS OUT OF HIS REACH! THIS ANGERED HIM BUT DIDN’T STOP HIM. HE FOUND A WAY TO MEDDLE IN OUR PERFECT WORLDS! HE REINTRODUCED DEATH TO ALL OF CREATION.” The slideshow continued to Cybertron. “WHEN HE PUT DEATH IN YOUR WORLD, YOU WERE STIL PERFECT AND DEATH WAS ONLY THROUGH KILLING AND MURDER! YOU SPLIT INTO SIX SEPARATE EMPIRES AND MADE WAR EACH OTHER, BUT YOUR GREATEST ENEMY WAS THE DESTROYERS!”
Novas Gar stepped back as the cave displayed the five Destroyers. He may have been young but he remembered the Destroyers well. The screams of the dying around, the laughter of those monsters, him calling for his parents, it was all too familiar to him. He did need to see this again nut Primus continued.
“THE DESTROYERS DID EXACLTY WHAT THEY WERE NAMED FOR, DESTROY. THEY NOT ONLY KILLED HUNDREDS BUT MADE PAIN AND DEATH A PART OF YOUR DAILY LIVES. I COULDN’T STOP FO WHEN WE PUT OUR WORLDS OUT OF UNICRONS PHYSICAL GRASP WE PUT THIM OUT OF OUR OWN AS WELL. I COULD CALL UPON ONE WARRIOR AND GAVE HIM THE STRENGTH THAT I COULD TO COMBAT THESE MONSTERS!”
“Prima!” Novas Gar exclaimed. He remembered the stories his mother told him of Prima the hero of the ages, wielding the great Star Saber.
“YES PRIMA!” the imaged changed to show... Novas’s father? Novas remember what he looked like exactly. Prima was the same dark blue bot as his father, Dynasty, except more powerful and carrying a large sword crackling energy behind it. “This can’t be.” Novas Gar exclaimed
“OH BUT IT IS. I CHANGED A WARRIOR OF TORUS NAMED DYNASTY TO MY CHAMPION PRIMA! GIVING HIM THE POWERFUL STAR SABER, HE USED ALL OF HIS LIFE FORCE TO CONFINE THE DESTROYERS TO DARKMOUNT. YOUR FATHER, NOVAS GAR, WAS A HERO BEYOND ALL YOU CAN IMAGINE. NOW HIS WORK IS BEING UNDONE. THE DESTROYER MONSTRUCTER HAS ESCAPED HIS PRISON AND SEEKS HIS REVENGE. HIS BROTHERS ARE SOON TO FOLLOW. THIS WHY I HAVE BROUGHT YOU HERE.”
“so WE can fight an vein-hungry monster!” Dynozauras said angrily “I faced him once before… with a trained army! What makes you certain we thirteen could what the hundreds of those dead at the Hydrax Plateau couldn’t?!”
Primus laughter was deafening “BECAUSE I WILL MAKE YOU STRONGER THAN ANY OF THEM EVER WERE. I WILL GIVE YOU ALL SEVERAL GIFTS IN ORDER TO DEAFEAT THIS NEMESIS! SO STEP FORWARD AND RECEIVE YOUR GIFTS.”
They all looked at each other till Takara stepped forward. “If you are who you say you are, I having nothing to lose.” He said boldly. Primus’s chuckle was at least ground shaking.
“VERY WELL! TAKARA SON OF TOMY AND HIDEAKI FROM MAXIMUS, FROM THIS POINT ON YOU ARE YOKETRON, SKILLED WARRIOR. YOUR MISSION IS THAT OF PROTECTION AND JUSTICE.” Lightning emerged from the orb and made contact with Takara. Blinding light showed all around “I GIVE YOU YOUR FORM AND THE MAGNIFENCE, WHICH WILL GUIDE YOU IN THINGS TO COME.”
When it was all over, Takara was no longer the same bot. he looked similar but different but He was now Yoketron.
Not be out done, his life bond partner Ser-ket joined the stage “I am ready” she said in a quiet voice.
“WELL THEN, SER-KET DAUGHTER OF BANZIA-TRON AND KARN-EDGE OF THE RODION TRIBE METALLIKATO, ARE FORM THIS POINT ON INFINITIS, EVERYPOWER! I GIVE YOU YOUR FORM AND THE SHARED POWER OF THE MAGNIFENCE WITH YOUR LIFE BOND PARTNER! GO NOW AND BRING YOUR SPIRIT OF KINDNESS AND WISDOM TO THE UNIVERSE AND BEYOND!” After the awesome display, like Yoketron, she was changed.
The rest looked at each other and commonly agreed that this was the right decision. “I’ll go” said Bunker. It would be interesting to see how he ended up.
“BUNKER SON SHOOTGIZE AND TETRAN OF GOBOLTIS YOU HAVE NOW BECOME APEX, THE MOUNTIAN, AND GIVE ALL MY STRENGTH TO PROTECT THIS WORLD. NOW GO AND BE THEIR STRENGTH OF THE MOUNTIANS.”
The same happened to Apex, who now has bigger than before. Next it was Dreamscape that stepped up to be changed.
“NOW, DREAMSCAPE SON OF RAZONN AND PENTASKIES OF PIRANASOL, YOU ALWAYS HAVE YOUR HEAD IN THE CLUODS, NOT FOCUSED. IT TIME THAT WHEN YOU HAVE YOURSELF IN THE CLUODS YOUR ARE FOCUSED! YOU, SUPERION, HAVE BEEN GIVEN THE HERIOC SENSE. WHEN EVER GREAT TROUBLE IS AROUND YOU WILL SENSED IT AND COME TO THEIR AID.” When Superion was done he was vastly changed. Wings protruded out of his back and head was sleeker.
Then Exodus went forward. “EXODUS SON COMPRIAN AND SCRAMBLER, YOU LACK THE COURAGE TO DEFEND AND HELP YOUR COMRADES! FOR THIS I GIVE YOU THE ZODIAC TO HEAL AND REVIVE YOUR ALLIES! NOW YOU ARE COMPLETE, DEFENSOR!”
Defensor was even more changed than Superion. Four blades grew out of his back and his body sized and been change to more bulky form.
The rest stepped up in order; Dynozauras become Liege Maximo and was given the Counterforce to overcome his fear his darkest moments. Primus gave Vextra the Quantum edge which had the power to move time and space and renamed him Vector Sigma. His sister went on to become Solus Magnus and her war hammer was changed into something called the Forge which was powered by the Allspark, to create and build magnificent devices.A3 steeped to be changed to Alpha Trion and his sword was changed to a powerful lightning giver called Damocles Blade. Blackzeta became Megatronus and had the ability to change his surroundings. Alchemist, formerly Ruins, had the Omega Lock infused him, which was apparently agate way to the Well and Pit of Sparks. Joker laughed all through his transformation becoming Amalgamous, with the ability to shift to any shape he wanted to.
The last one to accept his transformation was Novas Gar. He was reluctant, still dwelling about his father being a hero for this great creator. All he remembered was that he had left them when he was a hatchling. “NOVAS GAR DO YOU ACCEPT YOUR CALLING?!” boomed Primus.
“I not sure I am ready” said the Torun.
“FATE RARELY CALLS UPON US IN THE MOMENT OF OUR CHOOSING!” this was all the encouragement of Novas Gar needed. He stepped and spread his arms. “Go” he said. The energy that shocked was like nothing he ever experienced. It was soothing and painful; he felt pain, joy, love and anger. Peace and war raged through him. His life at every moment flashed past his optics. All through this his body twisted and contracted to a new shape. “NOVAS GAR! YOU HAVE PROVEN YOURSELF AGAIN AND AGAIN! YOU HAVE EARNED THE RANK OF NEXUS PRIME! FOR THIS I PRESENT TO YOU THE MATRIX OF LEADERSHIP” a small object made its way to Nexus Prime. His chest opened up and the Matrix made its home inside “WITH THIS I WILL BE ABLE TO GUIDE WHERE EVER YOU GO. NOW YOUR MISSION HAS BEEN SPOKEN, YOUR GIFTS GIVEN, GO, MY THRITEEN, AND RID THIS WORLD OF UNICRON!”
The thirteen suddenly transformed into various forms without prompting. This was the second gift that Primus gave all of them. “GO! TO RYDION WHERE MONSTRUCTOR IS ABOUT TO STRIKE! DESTROY HIM THERE!” was Primus’s last command as the fled the cave in their alt forms. But Alpha Trion stopped at the entrance. He turned around transformed back to his bot form and asked primus a question. “Primus, why did Beta Maxx have to die?”
the orb dimmed at this question. “HE SERVED ANOTHER MASTER, NOT ME OR UNICRON, AND I BELIEVE HE HAD DISOBEYED HIS MASTER AND WAS CHOSEN FOR DEATH. THE SLINGSHOOTER THAT SPOTTED YOU WAS NOT CYBERTRONIAN OR ANY OF MY CREATION.” Alpha Trion was satisfied with that Primus had not killed him but was grieved that his student was a spy. He transformed back to a quadruped runner form had blazed out of the cave to catch up with the others. His form was the fastest and catching up was not hard.
The thirteen sped across the badlands faster than any ride could ever run. They seemed almost tireless and made quick work of getting to Rydion guided by the Matrix. Rydion was a small town at the edge of Maladron and Hydrax Plateau. When the thirteen arrived the saw one of the most heinous sights they thought they will ever see. Monstructor was closing fast and he was bigger than they ever imaged.
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I'm guessing Ser-Ket turns into a dragon. This story is getting good, I really should of guessed these guys would become the thirteen. Joker becoming Amalgamous, that fits so very well. Excellent new take on Transformers.
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Transformers: Saga-Thirteen

Finally i am done with chapter one. boy this was hard to write. and its alot to read.

chapter 0ne
part six: when monsters fall

The small town of Rydion was located between a plain and a cliff. The cliff wasn’t that steep and if you fell off, it was more likely for you to break your leg rather than kill yourself. But today it had only one disadvantage; to conceal Monstructor. Monstructor sneak up on the town right before the dawn and when Rydion was at its busiest point in the morning he revealed all of his horror and might with a great roar, the town froze solid in fear it was almost a cycle before fist bot actually screamed and turned to run. After that panic followed suit. The elderly were trampled. A house burned from a spilled lamp into a pile of flammable soft Beddingwood. Hatchlings wailed, bots screamed and Monstructor laughed. The monster had no need to release his Horde quite yet. He enjoyed it when the insects ran from his grotesque figure.
But a familiar force was approaching, he could smell it. He knew this scent, he smelled it before. Prima! But Prima gave all, including his life to banish them to that wretched mountain. He sniffed again. There was more than one and they all gave off the same stench of Primus, but one smelled more so of Prima himself. Must be his son and a few friends wanting some personal glory. Monstructor would deal with them.
Just then, the thirteen were in sight and racing across the plain. It took a good half orbital cycle to reach Rydion from Acropolex. They used a good deal of energy reaching the town but Defensor used an energy boost to keep them going. They reached halfway to the village when Nexus Prime stopped and transformed. The others followed suit. “Liege Maximo! Is their anywhere you can take these villagers?” he asked.
“yeah, there is cave near here that can be used a defensive position. I used in this past when united these nations.” The spiked warrior answered.
“good, Take them there. Yoketron, Megatronus go with him” he ordered when the cry came “Watch out!!” a huge wrecking mace swing down right as the warning had been called. The thirteen transformed and speed away. BOOM!! The mace shattered the ground it landed on. Monstuctor boomed out a murderous laughed as he curled back his mace. “Pathetic Insects! You Are Nothing! Including You, Son of Prima! I Will Chew On Your Very Spark!” the voice sounded of gravel and a thousand dead. The monster ended his words with a terrifying roar.
“scary ain’t he?” Apex asked Amalgamous. Amalgamous laughed “I wonder if he has to pay tribute fees?”
THUD! THUD! THUD!
The sound of the Horde impacting the ground shocked Liege Maximo. It brought back the nightmares of the day he first faced Monstructor, what the Horde did to his men. But he felt only a small spark of hope and drew his sword for battle. He nodded to Yoketron and Megatronus “let’s get them.” He said and they rushed off to meet the Horde running after the villagers.
Nexus Prime gazed after the three and noted to Solus Magnus, Vector Sigma, and the rest “let’s give them some wiggle room.” He noted and charged down at the Horde, ax ready.
CRACK! Alpha Trion was the first to strike, sending a huge lightning wave form the Damocles. Several Horders was put out of commission by it. BOOM! Apex punched a horder so hard that it was sent flying back by the punch in pieces. The shockwave did more damage. In fact, Apex was striking with so much fury that the other twelve stood way back in order not to get shattered by the shockwaves.
Nexus swung furiously at the Horde. He brought ax to take off the arms, heads whatever got in his way. A horder rushed him but Prime jumped up and brought down his ax hard on its head. As soon as he landed, he swung upwards and sliced the chest of another deeply. He continued his attack till he was surrounded by a pile of dead horde.
All this provided time for the villagers to flee, but the horde was fast. Megatronus already had a bite taken out of his leg and was barely defending himself against two others until two arrows struck them in the head. Defensor in his flight form transformed and sent out a beam of energy that swiftly healed the Junkion. “Thanks” he said.
“Don’t bother” and with that Defensor transformed and buzzed away. Megatronus was barely back on his feet when he jumped by another Horder, which only got a spear in his chest. “Oof!” Megatronus sighed “Liege! There are too many of them!”
The Destron was standing on his own pile of Horde “they just keep coming!” he yelled, slicing another horde in the jaw “can you do anything!” Megatronus lifted up his arm and the ground followed suite, forming a ten mechameters high. This slowed the hordes advance except for two who could jump really high. “Incoming!” Yoketron yelled readying his blade, fresh from another kill.
Then one of the two transformed into Amalgamous. The maniac had become a horder for some random reason. Now he was wearing a huge grin and bearing his two daggers at the Horder. The beast landed only to be stabbed in the head by the prankster. “Next time I lead” he joked. “Come on the party waiting, let’s dance!” Liege Maximo rolled his optics “I don’t know how you find this funny,”
“Simple I have complex personality.” He responded. The Stone wall ahead collapsed under Megatronus control
“You have a personality all right” Yoketron retorted. The villagers that could run were now a safe distance away from battle. But some were still unable to get away and was slaughtered by the horde. This affected Solus Magnus the most. She saw one village get ripped to pieces after she helped her escaped. This angered her but they needed a plan of action. Where was her Prime? They had to keep Monstructor away from the Rydion villagers
Monstructor would have chased these insects if he wasn’t trying to swat away two of the flying ones. Defensor and Superion were dive bombing him with arrows and bolts of energy. The strategy’s only effect was that it preoccupied the monster.
“You know Defensor?” Superion called out in the middle of a bomb run
“What” the Malignus said.
“When I asked for adventure, I think I overdid it” Defensor chuckled a bit and went in another run, but had to banked hard right to avoid a horn. “Superion! what do you think will happen if we threw Apex at it?”
Superion looked over at the … junkyard Apex made for himself. Parts and pieces of hundreds of horders laid out everywhere. The beast formed a good circle around him, not wanting to come close to the brute. Superion smirked “let’s find out.”
Nexus Prime probably killed his two hundredth Horder. This was getting tiring. Most of them backed off but, the beasts kept on flooding out of Monstructor at full speed. Things did not look good. Apparently Alchemist, powered by the spirits of Destron soldiers who wanted their revenge through the Omega Lock, had noticed that the monster’s right leg was limping and was taking a crack at that with Infinitis. But they both had to deal with horders pouring out an opening in the leg.
Most of his men disappeared, probably dead. Monstructor was going to win and Cybertron would have no life. Solus Magnus transformed from her turbo-foxlike form right next to him, scaring the Prime. “Prime! What do we do?!” she screamed. Tiredness and drain etched her face. Nexus Prime looked at his chest. Inside was the Matrix. Nexus could feel the essence of Primus, but now he needed guidance. “Primus what do I do?”
The answer was so simple that it was genius. “Take his Spark.” Nexus prime looked up at the beast. Monstructor was way too ugly to even describe. He looked like the combination of every nightmare villain created. The horde crawled all over his body, making him look like a living 50 mechameter tall hive. Inside his chest was probably where his spark was housed.
“Solus! Find your brother!” no soon had the words parted his lips is when Vector sigma appeared “sorry had my ears spanned through all the battle field”
Prime took him by the shoulder and pointed at the Beast’s chest “I Need to be there”
Vector Sigma looked at him like he was crazy “are you sure?”
“Just do it!” Vector Sigma put one hand on Nexus’s chest and pointed at Monstructor. With a brilliant flash of light and sound, Nexus’s surroundings changed from the sun shining through smoke and pain to all death and misery. Nexus was inside Monstructor. Hopefully Monstructor didn’t know it.
The inside the beast was exactly like a hive. All tunnels with strange vines growing everywhere. Pods hanging from the vines was constantly produced Hordes by the hundreds. The gloom was brightened by Primes ax, powered by the Matrix, guiding the way.
The spark of Monstructor did not show life but death. It raged with pain and misery. The closer Prime got the brighter his ax and chest got. “Well demon.” Nexus stated “time to go down.” and with that he brought the ax down on the spark. Life followed through Nexus to be countered by death. Rage sounded all throughout the chamber. The intensity of power got brighter and brighter till all went dark.

Nexus Prime woke up on top of a piece of rubble. Defensor and Solus Magnus stood over him. “He seems fine.” The Malignus stated. Solus Magnus bent down next to her prime. “Liege says we get out of here before Lord Deathzauras shows up. But all in all, we won.” Activity buzzed all around as the thirteen helped the villagers rebuild their town.
Nexus Prime sat up and coughed. “Monstructor was the small one.” He said.

Meanwhile in a cave deep inside Darkmount, five beings talked to each other, none Cybertronian. They all discussed the death of Monstructor “so Primus has new warriors that can kill us. He is stepping up.” A voice boomed “Death’s Head, when will your brother be here?”
The only being able to leave the cave spoke up “in a few weeks, but don’t worry Bruticus, I will assemble fourteen with their gifts of their own” the laughter was so evil that anything living near, ran hundreds of miles away.
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