Hello

it’s been a little bit since I’ve been on the forums, but I lurk from time to time. It was the Bayverse films that got me into this hobby and regardless of general opinion I enjoyed them. What has bothered me from time to time is how we’re not even getting an actual ending. So I’ve got some time and my creative juices have been flowing for awhile when the sun hits right so I had enough material for a story of how I think the series could have ended. Updated will be irregular, but this is all in fun.
Hope some of y’all find some interest in my bored scribbles.


~Aceconvoy~

 

Part 1: The fall.




Megatron felt nothing as he watched the Knights ship grow smaller and smaller as he fell. The last thing he saw was the Face of Optimus Prime who defeated his goals once again as easy as if he was the one with the most power. No Army, No chance of leaving this hell of a planet, and lost was his connection to the Chaotic witch that caused all of this. Deep in his spark, he knew he had been played for a fool. He closed his eyes as the last few Moments of his descent came to an end. He embraced the impact as the force of his fall created a crater he knew that could have also been avoided if he had simply shifted into his flight form and flew, but he needed to rest and lay low as he thought about his next move. Unicron, his mouth moved as he thought the name out loud. He lamented the thought of binding himself to another force of power. No, not again, his mind remembered how he fell every time he was led astray by a Prime. Well shame on him that won’t happen again. For the time being, he’s going to collect his forces, stay out of the way of any freak force of nature until he can assess whether or not it can be defeated or if he just needs to find a way off of this damned rock. Finding himself he stands up looking straight at the sky, where he sees the Knights Temenos preparing for a deep space takeoff. Optimus was truly abandoning everything on earth. The rest of his soldiers, and his precious humans he fought and killed Megatron for. Megatron smiled. The earth was his to rule.



Transformers

Epilogue

 

Part 2: catching up with the Yeagers



“I can’t believe this, I’m just the luckiest Father in the world”. Cade fought to hold tears back as his two daughters hugged him. “We did it for you old man”. Isabella held the deed out to prove its validity like a clerk holding a crinkled twenty-dollar bill in the air to the junkyard that had served as a refuge and home to Autobots and neutral affiliate Cybertronians. “Yea dad”, Tessa replied to her adopted sibling. “It wasn’t even that bad, between government hush money and the rent from the Autobots we thought you finally deserved your forever uh junkyard.” Tessa awkwardly smiled at that last sentence knowing the circumstances were far from ideal but seeing her Father stress free for the first time since he was allowed to exist again was worth it to her. “Especially since I can tell you missed me”, she teased. “Became a vigilante-fugitive picked up another daughter, had a summer fling with that one lady-what's-her face”. Cade laughed as if the last three years didn’t still haunt him. He looked out of the window of their trailer to see the Dinobots resting in the sun, Grimlock in his warrior form focusing into the horizon. “You’re all amazing,” Cade said as he took the deed from Isabella’s hands and placed it in a large safe. You didn’t have to spend any of your money on me, that’s my job as your Father. Your mother would be so proud of you, like if she could see the woman you’ve become, buying her parent’s land, and you Izzy, cade moved over and put Izzy into a headlock and rustled her hair. Gross, she laughed as she broke free from his affections. My parents would have loved this place. She said, Her eyes softening. My dad loved trucks like you cade and my mom and her brothers were into battle robots and stuff. Who knew their kid would end up… living with battle robots that turned into trucks. “And various animals,” another voice said as it flew through the large open window of the customized living space and landed on the windowsill. Hello, Yeagers. The polite voice came from a metallic bird, not unlike an owl. “And congratulations to you all, I couldn’t help from overhearing”. Arrow turned towards the setting sun and looked mournfully at the sky. “It’s getting hard to find a home nowadays”. Arrow looked back to his host, nodded, and took off towards a brooding Grimlock.


“Small Bird” Grimlock greeted as he raised a finger for Arrow to perch on. Arrow bowed to his king. Arrow looked to the Titan and noticed how focused his gaze was on the horizon. “They’re still there” Arrow asked, rustling his metallic feathers. Grimlocks eyes scowled. Arrow flew away unsure of what to do with his anxieties.

 

In the three years since Optimus and his crew left Earth, Cade, and Cogman worked to find remaining Cybertronians on earth and turned the Junkyard into what Arizona has called a City of junk. Cade was granted his freedoms following his involvement with the TRF with Colonel Lennox speaking on his behalf. Allowing him to safely be reunited with his Daughter and legally making Isabella part of the Yeager family. The Autobot city of Junk is partly funded by the order of Wicwikkans and its current head Seymore Simmons as a secondary branch of the Wicwikkan castle that is home to researcher Vivian Wembley and Cogman. The Yeagers were more than happy to seclude themselves in the desert after the hell the US government put them through while also receiving a yearly stipend to officially track and house Cybertronian refugees. The Dinobots and retired members of an Autobot Elite guard keep the Junkyard going by taking on Jobs and making the citizens economically viable to the point of some of them being able to attain work visas and few gaining citizenships in various countries. The city of Junk is only one of the handful of strongholds as world governments have allowed ambassadors to build bases in key areas to prepare for a potentially larger threat and to hunt down the Prime witch and Megatron who has successfully been able to avoid being captured since his last disappearance with only whispers and hints of his presence.

 

Part 3: Seeing ghost


The Baker ran the fastest he thought possible at the sight of the American Police car followed by what looked like a Freight train with tank treads racing through the streets of his South American village. The police car and the train swerved through the baker's food cart with no disregard to the owner that jumped into a thorny bush. The blue Roush Mustang police car which would normally be outfitted for street performance was outfitted with knobby All-Terrain tires more fitting to the terrain of villages and temples they raided under command of their Lord Megatron. The Mustang swerved as it slammed on its brakes forcing the train to maneuver into a trees before falling apart and changing forms to roll onto his back. “Warn a guy next time Eh” the now bipedal locomotive said still changing into his real form. Astro Train stood up tall and stretched his arms and shook branches from his armor. He stood over the trees and looked down to see his partner now standing under him. “Megatron said our informant would meet us here,” barricade said, checking his surroundings. “We need to try and be discreet after tearing through the city like we did” Astro train nodded in agreement. “I’m a sitting duck on the planet” he replied “ I can’t help it. Barricade rolled his eyes. Astro train shrugged. “Did Megatron say who we were out to meet” Astro asked Barricade. “A ghost” a voice said making both of the Decepticons jump in surprise as a figure walked through the brush. Barricade's eyes went wide as he recognized the voice as the late Bounty Hunter. “Lockdown?” He gasped

Lockdown stepped out into the open and stared down his two hosts. “We don’t have much time after the commotion you two caused” he snapped his fingers and a map appeared on his wrist. “Megatron filled me in on the details, it seems we’ve both been tracking her. She’s here.” Astro train and barricade glanced at each other. “She’s here,” Astro declared. Lockdown glanced at him. “I don’t know what Megatron has planned, but our interaction ends here. I have what he paid for.” “I’ve lost enough avatars getting this information” he tossed them a small ball. “In this ball is intel from my network of her movements the last couple of years and calculations on her next move. Also a product of my own design is there to help you. It’s from the Prime archives of Iacon. Teletraan 2”. It’s a copy of the original, but she will be your largest asset. Now leave.” I’m retired. Lockdown snapped his fingers again and a ship uncloaked from above them. A beam landed on him and he disappeared. Astro train and barricade were left dumbfounded as they saw lockdowns ship recloak. “Barricade” a voice called on the intercom. “Oh, yes master,” Barricade replied, collecting himself. “Do you have the package?”. “Yes my lord”. There was a short silence before Megatron let out a slow response. “Good, return to base”.

 

Knights Temenos


The ship of the old knights barreled through light speed as Optimus and Hound sat in a private deck looking out of the window. “I’m going to follow you wherever Prime '', Hound said before taking a sip of a beverage, “was now a good time to just leave Earth like that”. Optimus frowned softly before responding. “I fear that my presence on earth is the cause of many evils to that world”, “when I was chosen to become a Prime years ago there was no time to learn what being a Prime actually means, what were my expectations”. “To whom I was to be loyal to”. Optimus paused and took a drink of his own beverage. “This ship containes lost knowledge of the Primes, knowledge from even before the Fallen and his kind.” “Quintessa was telling the truth she is of the original Primes from that era”, “there was one who created many and one who wanted to consume”. Hound took a gulp and wiped off his beard “Unicorn?” The door opened “Cron, Uni-cron, you imbecile”. Drift walked in and placed a pile of tablets and scrolls on the desk in between Hound and Optimus.

“These scrolls contain some information about the History prior to Cybertron, the original nature of the Primes”. “What of Quintessa?” Optimus asked. Drift picked up a series of scrolls and tablets and handed them to Optimus “She created us, but was ultimately created. “There is also another name here, of a planet called, canimus”, this scroll here said after the war of the Titans and the Fall of Unicron many went to this world. And that’s all.

Optimus stood up. “Bumblebee!” “Yes sir!” Bumblebee called over the intercom. “Adjust heading for a planet called Canimus” “yes sir!” The ship jolted, Prime and drift caught themselves as the ship leveled out. Drift rolled his eyes and left the room.

Crosshairs was scrambling to correct the ships heading as Bumblebee was relegated to support piloting “this ends today’s drivers education!” Crosshairs yelled before calming down and slumping into his seat. “Damn kids gonna kill us all”. “Sorry”, bumblebee apologized toggling random switches. “Canimus”, crosshairs asked looking at the new heading coordinates Optimus sent them. Drift walked into the cockpit. “Yes, it seems that world contains the historical significance of Primes”. Crosshairs crossed his arms, “All I heard from that is we’re about to meet something that’s either going to kill us, or something that will try to kill us and get bitch slapped into submission”. Drift shrugged “nothing more than the usual”. “Maybe if we’re lucky this world will have long range transmissions and we can contact everyone back home” bumblebee chimed in. Drift and Crosshairs turned towards him at the same time. “Home?” Crosshairs snorted, “The mud ball was no home,” Drift added. Bumblebee stood up, “I understand” he said, “but I have friends there, people I care about, Sam, Cade” bumblebee paused “Charlie”. “Nevermind”, he said, turning back to his workstation. Drift leaned into Crosshairs ear “the bug is too sentimental”.

Optimus and Hound read through multiple scrolls learning about the planet Canimus, how it because a home for the cybertronians during Quintessas original rule. “They were exiled” hound explained to Optimus. “It still doesn’t make sense” Optimus replied. “These scrolls tell stories of a Primus, and the creation of warriors using his own spark to unite and defeat Unicron”. Hound looked over Primes shoulder to peek at his tablet. “This Primus guy” Hound asked, “who is he?”. Optimus shrugged and looked out of his window as the ship dropped from light speed, “I’m sure we’ll find out soon”.