Hi, folks! I have been thinking this fic up for what seems like almost a year, and now, finally, I'm going to start it. Okay, you should only read this fic if you have seen all Teen Titans up to now (that is, up to Season 4's "Troq"), and you have to have seen the entirety of Beast Wars (or at least all of the plot-forming episodes). If you fit these requirements, you should be okay.

TIME SCALE INFORMATION – CYBERTRONIAN to EARTH:

Nanoclick – Second

Cycle – Minute

Megacycle – Hour

Day, Week – Same

Decacycle – Month

Stellar Cycle - Year

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Beast Wars. Hasbro owns Beast Wars. I do not own Teen Titans. I do not know who owns Teen Titans.

Earth. A beautiful planet. One of the most illustrious planets in the cosmos. Absolutely teeming with life. Among the planet's billions of inhabitants are the Teen Titans, a select group of teenage superheroes sworn to defend the planet. Little do they know, they are about to experience their greatest adventure yet.

Nearing the planet is a mysterious golden-colored ship. About 275 meters long, it is oddly shaped, small and narrow toward the middle, and large and thick toward the back. On the side of the ship were two things: one was a large red symbol that, although appearing fierce, also appeared somewhat friendly. It was the symbol of the Maximals. The other object was the name of the ship, written in Cybertronian: Axalon 2.

Aboard the ship, its crew of six was manning the controls. Well, most of them. The commander of the ship, recently appointed a general in the Maximal Grand Army, was far too large to fit into the command room. Instead, he remained in his private quarters in the larger area of the ship, a corridor just large enough for him running to the bridge. "Have we reached the planet yet, Rhinox?" he spoke into the intercom.

"That's a yes, Optimus" replied the firm yet calm voice of the ship's pilot and technician. "Yeah," said another voice, this one with a Brooklyn accent, "let's just hope its still in what could pass for good shape" "Shut up, Rattrap" said several voices. Optimus Primal chuckled. "How much have the planet's inhabitants evolved? Have the humans established themselves as dominant life form yet?"

"That'd be a big understatement, Big Bot" replied Cheetor. "The planet's population is over 6 billion. And… hold on. I'm detecting a couple of huge power levels. Should we check it out?" "Affirmative", said Optimus. He was beginning to grow curious about this. "Where are the powerful beings located?" "Let me get a fix on their position" came the smooth voice of Blackarachnia, the crew's only female. "Got it. They're all located on the west coast of a moderately large continent". "Alright, then" said Optimus, "Lock on to the signals and land, but try not to draw too much attention. Find an unpopulated area to land". "We're in luck, Optimus" said the voice of Silverbolt, "there's a forested area very close to the sources". "Hold on, everybody" said Rhinox. "We're beginning to enter the planet's atmosphere".

It was 7:15 in the evening. The Teen Titans were relaxing in the Titans Tower's living room. Robin was sitting on the couch, apparently lost in thought. Cyborg and Beast Boy were attempting to kick each other's butts in their usual racing game. Cyborg was, as usual, winning. Starfire was leaning against the wall, humming a tune to herself. Raven was sitting in the corner, reading up on her book of ancient spells. Suddenly, the alarm blared. Cyborg turned off their PlayStation2 and switched on the monitor. A radar screen of the city showed a large concentration of enemies downtown. "Titans, move out!" shouted Robin, as the five headed out the door and for the elevator.

When the Maximals landed, they could see a group of five heading out of a large, T-shaped tower. A quick scan confirmed that they were the powerful fighters. "What are your orders, sir?" asked Silverbolt. "Follow them," said Optimus, "but don't let them know that we're doing so". With that, the Maximals transformed into their Beast Modes and set off, following the Titans into the heart of the city.

When the Titans arrived at the heart of the city, they could immediately see an immense squadron of Slade's drones. Besides the basic models, many were equipped with diverse weapons. Some had gatling guns, some had twin ninja swords, some had rocket launchers, etcetera. "Titans, GO!" Robin shouted in his traditional battle cry, and the Titans charged.

When the Maximals arrived, concealing themselves behind a building, they quickly observed the situation. One was a human male, spiky-haired and, apparently, very skilled in martial arts. The second was a tall, cybernetically-enhanced male, quite strong, who occasionally transformed his arm into a large cannon that fires potent blasts of sonic energy. The third was obviously a Tamaranian, her lithe body twisting and turning to avoid blasts, as she then followed with powerful energy blasts of her own.

The fourth was a mysterious-looking figure, obviously female, yet with a dark look to her. They could hear her chanting in an unknown language, then watched as a nearby empty bus was enveloped in black energy then hurled at a large grouping of enemies. The fifth was a small green humanoid – at least he was, until he transformed into a large, dark green gorilla and proceeded to smash two drones' heads together, then transform into an eagle, pick up a drone, then carry it straight up for about 50 feet, then drop it down to the ground below.

Then, just when this group of fighters appeared to be winning, another, larger squadron of drones appeared, as well as three immense mechanoids, 20 feet tall and armed with rocket launchers, plasma cannon, and large, sharp metal claws. The fighting soon broke out again, but the Titans were beginning to lose this time. Soon, they were backed against a building next to the one the Maximals were hiding behind. One of the large mechanoid's arms converted into an immense cannon, and was just about to fire… when it was sent flying by Optimus' fist.

TO BE CONTINUED

Well, what do you think? I'll continue if I get enough good reviews… okay, I'll continue even if I don't get any at all. But your feedback would be appreciated… as long as it isn't too mean. For flamers shall burn. BUUUURRRRNNNN, MAXIMALS!