I do not own The Transformers
Chapter 1
Dead world
In the vast, Inky blackness of space, in a solar system far from our own, orbits the war torn mechanical planet of Cybertron. This planet is inhabited by being who, like their home world, are mechanical. Most noticable about these robots is their ability to transform into vehicles, which explains their nickname of The Transformers.
For eons the cybertronians, as they are also called, have been in constant civil conflict, between the Autobots who fought for freedom and the Decepticons who dreamed of tyranny. The balance of power shifting between them more times than can be counted. Their war had ravaged cybertron to where its surface was twisted and mangled. The planet its self was shutting down which would leave it cold, dark, barren, and incapable of sustaining the autonomous robotic organisms which had inhabited it for billions of years or orns in their terms.
The substance known as energon, which is fuel, the ammunition, and the life blood of all cybertronians, was all but gone.
The autobots who hadn't evacuated the planet already, had built and enourmous star ship by the name of The Ark in which to self exile themselves for their part in the death of cybertron, as was said by the courageous and noble leader of the autobots, Optimus Prime. Meanwhile the decepticons lead by the tyrannical and slightly mentally unstable Megatron, in all their prideful arrogance, weren't about to let the autobots live. Infact they had every intention of hunting down every one of them that had escaped cybertron already,right after they themselves had fled the planet of course.
All they needed was some patience and they would crush the autobots once and for all.
To be continued...
The next chapters will be longer.
An be nice this is my first fanfic.