Welcome one and all to the official start of then next story of the Generation One Universe Series. If you are just entering into this story I highly suggest that you read the first story arc to get up to speed on all the who, what, why and where we all are in this second one. With that out of the way...time to begin the story and the next thrilling adventure of the Autobots and Decepticons. The Transformers â€“ Generation One Universe: The Project N Crisis The Continuing Saga Of The Generation One Universe Series. By Jetplague "I am Optimus Prime, Leader of the Autobot faction of Cybertron. We come in peace to your world and wish to extend our hands in friendship in the hopes that you, the people of Earth, share in our good nature. Stranded on your world, my fellow Autobots and I are willing to share some of our technological advancements in exchange for energy and equipment necessary to rebuild our ship so that we may return home. So far I have met many of your kind, all of whom have helped us a great deal during some difficult times, they have become our entrusted allies and dearest friends. As I stand here and look out at you all, I see a proud and honorable species. When the Decepticons threatened this planet, you rose up and stood against their evil, even if it meant your very lives. And we were there beside you, to help fight for your world in a chance to not let their tyranny overtake it as our own planet has. You would fight for freedom and peace just as we would, and do whatever necessary to maintain it...no matter the cost. I am honored today that you have included us as members of your United Nations, making us honorary citizens of the planet Earth. Cybertron, once it has been liberated after our return, will grant you the same title on that day. And as I finish my speech to you all, let me say this...In the vast, dark recesses of space, millions of inhabited worlds like yours and mine, look up and dream of possibilities for a better tomorrow. Sometimes the darkness looks as though it will go on forever and consume us all. But always know, that even in the darkest hour...a light will shine through it and bring hope to those who have none left. For that will be the day when the light of hope destroys the darkness for good, it will show us the way back and bring us all into focus again ...it will be the day...when all shall be one." - Optimus Prime, Leader of the Autobots A statement made to the members of the Earth United Nations one week after the Decepticons defeat. â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢â€¢ Earth Four months laterâ€¦ On the scorching hot desert sands of a mountainous region, a lone speeding vehicle drives down a worn out path through the rocky plains of this never-ending labyrinth. The blazing sun high above in the bright blue sky gave the terrain an arid look, the breeze was low, the soil parched, and there wasnâ€™t a cloud in the sky that would spell relief for this hostile outdoors. As the vehicle zooms past a sharp turn, we see that it is a small yellow Volkswagon Beetle with a large red Autobot symbol sitting on the top of itsâ€™ roof. â€œI donâ€™t know where to begin to explain, or even how to start to tell the story that has changed my life forever.â€? A human male voice soon says. â€œThe events that took place on this small blue planet have been interesting to say the least. So Iâ€™ll just give the basics and try my best to fill in what has happened so far. Itâ€™s been four long months since the day the Autobots defeated the Decepticons, four months to the day that their ship was sent to its doom as it crashed into the Pacific Ocean and destroyed them all for good. With Megatron finally out of their way, the peace loving Autobots can now return home and begin a new life on their home world of Cybertron.â€? The car continues to snake down the faint brown dirt road as the tires stir up the dust behind it. The engine continues to roar as it builds up speed on the man made car trail. â€œOptimus Primeâ€™s victory was heralded all over the world as the news channels showed the truth of what had been happening, it was amazing to see how the people of Earth gave these brave robots a parade like no other. The United Nations welcomed the Autobots to Earth in a more official capacity and even agreed to give their new allies a helping hand to save their dying world. Energy, steel, waterâ€¦whatever they needed to get back home, I was just as shocked to see the world leaders agree about anythingâ€¦let alone as one voice to help a strange group of robots from a distant world. It just goes to prove how unpredictableâ€¦how refreshingly unified our people can truly be.â€? The car makes another sharp turn and now cuts over to a newly made path just off of the other one it was on. The sound of the gears changing and the tires spinning in the loose dirt makes the car buckle and shake as it treads over the unsettled carved out road. â€œSpeaking of whichâ€¦â€? The voice continues. â€œThere was a massive change of all the governments across the globe, rumors were saying that it was a huge conspiracy and that everyone involved had ties to a secret plot to take over the planet for themselvesâ€¦or for one person. Not surprising enough, it was only one man who sound the charge to this radical reform. Senator Shawn Berger took his evidence right to the U.N. itself and asked that all top levels of governments in every country be replaced. After a quick session in a closed council room, the world representatives were all questioned about what had been discussed and Bergerâ€™s recommendation for world reform followed through. It must have been damning stuff for it to happen so quickly, because the minute it did, they all started to up rise against their own leaders. The same ones, who welcomed the Autobots so openly, ended up going to jail or exile for betraying their own people. Somehow I think I know who it was they were all linked tooâ€¦â€? â€œHey Spikeâ€¦you bout done doing your little recap on that thing there? Sheeshâ€¦â€? A robotic male voice now suddenly says sarcastically. Inside the yellow car was Spike Witwicky, dressed in blue jeans, a blue T-Shirt with a white Autobot logo and brown hiking boots. In his hand was a small hand held blue and black digital recording device. His dark brown hair had now been cut to a neat look, and he was sporting a pair of dark sunglasses over his eyes. â€œYeah, yeahâ€¦almost done. Donâ€™t you guys keep a journal or some sort of record of what happened?â€? The young man laughingly says to the Transformer. â€œWe doâ€¦but we keep it to ourselves and not blab it out for everyone else to hear. Your boring me to tears for Primusâ€™s sake!â€? â€œAh Bumblebee, switch off your audio receivers thenâ€¦Iâ€™m doing this to keep a detailed account of my life.â€? Spike defensively rebukes. â€œWho knowsâ€¦maybe one day theyâ€™ll make a book or a movie about it. Oh and did you hear? Theyâ€™re asking permission to make toys out of you!â€? â€œDonâ€™t remind me.â€? Bumblebee grumbles. â€œHumansâ€¦never seen such a species go crazy over something as stupid as chunks of plastic.â€? â€œJust like a bunch of transformable robots looking for Energon, huh? To each his own my friendâ€¦to each his own.â€? Spike laughs as he leans back in his driver seat; the car drives by on its own and doesnâ€™t require him to move the wheel at all. As they ride over a small dirt hill, the mountainside home of the Autobotâ€™s headquarters could be seen rising over the trail. The newly made road lead strait for the towering spire of rock, with a large constructed barrier of metal and wire giving it a noticeable buffer of the area around it. Just before Bumblebee got nearly half way near the main gate, two large plasma cannons popped out from either side of the road he was on and pointed over in his direction. The small Autobot vehicle came to a screeching halt as he noticed the weapons aiming right for him. â€œWhat the-?!â€? Bumblebee screamed. Spike wasnâ€™t prepared for the sudden stop and wasnâ€™t even properly restrained in the vehicle either. He quickly grabbed onto the carâ€™s driver wheel for dear life as he rocked from the car coming to a rest. â€œOw! Whatâ€™s going on?!â€? Suddenly another roadway device opened up and a large holographic image of Prowlâ€™s head appeared before them. â€œIdentify please!â€? â€œProwl?!â€? Bumblebee shouted at it. â€œHey what gives?! Itâ€™s bad enough trying to keep stable on this road without you springing some weapons on me!â€? â€œSorry Bumblebeeâ€? Prowlâ€™s voice echoes in the air. â€œThis is a new protocol Iâ€™ve decided to create in order to keep this place secure. Weâ€™ve had a lot of news crews, whackos and the likes trying to get up here. Hey Spikeâ€¦howâ€™s it going?â€? Spike just waves to the massive holo-image of Prowl as it smiles at him. â€œOk Prowl just turn off the guns and let us in will ya?â€? Bumblebee says with frustration. â€œSure thing.â€? Prowl states. â€œJust as soon as you give me your clearance numberâ€¦Identify please.â€? â€œWHAT?!!â€? The little yellow Volkswagon shouts again. â€œKiddingâ€¦kidding! Just yanking your camshaft lilâ€™ buddy.â€? He chuckles at him. â€œBut seriously, learn your code cause the next time this thing is going to be on automatic.â€? â€œYeah ok, whatever.â€? Bumblebee growls at him. The weapons fold back down into their hidden areas and the image of Prowl disappears. Bumblebee continues to drive through and heads past the large metal barriers that slide open an opening for him. â€œSecurity my bumpers. Nearly scares me half to deathâ€¦Iâ€™ll kick his back side for itâ€¦â€? The Autobot mutters to himself. As they drive up the mountain and towards the Ark opening, Spike sits up and notices that theyâ€™re almost at the foot of it. â€œHey B-man, just drop me off here will ya. I want walk the rest of the way.â€? â€œSure thing Spike, I want to go say a special hello to Prowl anyway.â€? He says with an evil snicker. Spike gets out of the car as it comes to a stop and shuts the Autobotâ€™s door afterwards. â€œJust rememberâ€¦heâ€™s supposed to be securing the Ark. So try not to be too hard on him.â€? â€œI canâ€™t promise anything Spikeâ€¦but gentle is the one thing I wonâ€™t after his little stunt.â€? The yellow Volkswagon peels his tires and zips down into the long hall into the embedded ship. Spike just shakes his head and tries to envision what might happen when Bumblebee gets a hold of Prowl. The thought makes him giggle and quietly laugh as he continues to walk in the vast Ark passageway. As he strolls along, a few Autobots come walking past him and greet him warmly. â€œHey guys!â€? Spike smiles. â€œOh, hi there Spike.â€? Huffer says raising his shining chrome hand. â€œSpike my man, whatâ€™s eating Bumblebeeâ€¦heâ€™s rushing down the way like a wild bot.â€? Jazz asks. â€œUhâ€¦think heâ€™s really itching to say hello to someone.â€? Suddenly a loud crashing noise is heard and the voices of the two Autobots, Bumblebee and Prowl, are screaming at one another. Spike shrugs his shoulders and smiles at the two Autobots laughing at the sound. The young man continues down the long hall and speaks into his digital recorder again as he remembers itâ€™s still in his hand. â€œUhâ€¦right. Where was I? Oh yeahâ€¦now that the Autobots are fully stocked and ready to begin construction of the new ship, Optimus Prime has been quietly in the main assembly room or bridge if you will, for sometime. He seemed somewhat pre-occupied after the U.N. meeting and has been watching news clips of all the times the Decepticons and his Autobots have battled. Wheeljack has also been acting rather odd, instead of focusing on designing a new ship; he seems to be sticking to newly constructed lab just outside the Ark. Maybe itâ€™s just meâ€¦but I think these two have more pressing thoughts on their minds other then going home. Well, guess thatâ€™s all for todayâ€™s messageâ€¦this is Spike signing off.â€? He shuts the device off and places it into his back pocket. Once he places it in, he finally arrives at the main large archway of the control bridge. Upon entering it, he notices Optimus Prime sitting at the large monitor of Telatran One and still scanning news images of the previous Autobot/Decepticon battle. His eyes, as bright blue and hauntingly glowing as they are, reflect the various images as it flickers off the screen. Each time the image stops, it focuses on the humans and of the captured moments of the large laser blast that sent the Decepticon ship into the ocean. â€œTelatran Oneâ€¦give me a new satellite shot of the human military instillation called Area 51 again.â€? â€œAffirmative.â€? The electronic dull male-sounding voice of the computer replies to the leader. The orbiting space satellite of human design activates and obeys the Autobot computerâ€™s commands. Itâ€™s high-resolution camera zooms down at the location from above and shows Optimus Prime the layout of the place in great detail. The place almost looks deserted but still highly protected by various electrical fences and a few military guards. As the giant red robot stares from under his blue helmeted head, Spike walks up beside him and tries to snap Prime out of his gaze. â€œNobody home in there huh?â€? Prime looks down beside his chair and sees the small human friend. â€œHello Spike, no the place is still very activeâ€¦just not on the surface. Telatran One canâ€™t seem to penetrate their underground operations; we canâ€™t even seem to go beyond this point on here. Archeville is up to something newâ€¦I just know it.â€? â€œSo why didnâ€™t you go in there and take him on?â€? Spike inquires. â€œItâ€™s been four months and you havenâ€™t even made a budge.â€? â€œI was rather hoping your own world governments would handle this. After all, this is your planetâ€™s concernâ€¦not ours.â€? Spike folds his arms as he looks at the leader, â€œOh really? Then I suppose your â€˜concernâ€™ didnâ€™t interfere with your return flight home? Come on Optimusâ€¦you guys could have built your space ship at any given time and left here already. Whatâ€™s the real reason, huh?â€? Prime looks around for a second to see if anyone else is in the room and then leans over to Spike as he explains. â€œAlright Spike, but just donâ€™t spread this aroundâ€¦at leastâ€¦not yet anyway. I have reason to believe that if we attempted such a thing, that Archeville would once again raise his weapon and try to sabotage our flight. After witnessing the destructive power of the laser they used on Megatronâ€™s ship, my concern is for the safety for my men and perhaps your people as well. Iâ€™ve been waiting to see if heâ€™ll open up the weapon again so I can have a better look at it. So far...nothing. I donâ€™t even know if Archeville is still on the base grounds anymoreâ€¦this secret he so intent on protectingâ€¦this Project Nâ€¦Iâ€™ve got to discover what it is before he creates yet another horrible weapon, one that might be a danger to the lives of millions of peopleâ€¦Cybertronian and Earthmen alike.â€? â€œWellâ€¦Iâ€™ve got to hand it to the madman.â€? Spike says rubbing his head thinking about it. â€œHe is pretty creative. Heâ€™s managed to even keep the military at bay for this longâ€¦and that kinda scares me.â€? â€œIt scares me too Spikeâ€¦â€? Prime says as he looks back at the monitor squinting. â€œThereâ€™s no telling of what is to come yet from this dangerous human.â€?