X-TREME TRANSFORMERS PRIME:

PART 1:

DINOBOTS AND DESTRUCTION

Hi! This is my first fanfiction. If the title doesn't tip you off, this story is about the TV show Transformers Prime. It adds a lot of things that I think would have been really cool in the show, mostly new characters like Grimlock, Jazz, Blitzwing, and the team the insecticons, as opposed to the army. I hope you like it!

Some things you should know:

Starscream is an autobot in this story. I thought it was disappointing in the show when he rejoined the decepticons.

Sorry, but neither Sludge nor Smokescreen appear in the story.

The name 'Slug' is annoying to me. Sorry, but my triceratops' name is Slag.

There is a new dinobot in this story, named 'Skar'. He transforms into a raptor.

In this fanfic, like others before it, Swoop and Arcee will be a pairing.

Sorry, that probably bored you. Without further ado:

X-TREME TRANSFORMERS PRIME:

PART 1:

DINOBOTS AND DANGER

Chapter one: the pod

From Starscream's perspective:

"Arcee! Duck!" I screeched.

Duck why? Oh, just because of the giant clawed monster flying at my friend's head. I figured it was important.

Why was there a giant monster? Well, that one's a bit more complicated. You see, I'm the newest member of Team Prime, a group of robotic cybertronian life forms- also known as 'autobots'-who lived on Earth, defending the planet's native human race from our evil counterparts, called the 'decepticons'. Of the members of Team Prime, I am unique. For one thing, I can change form to become a fast military jet. The others transform into different land vehicles. But, even more important are my 'eyes', referred to by my race as 'optics'. They are a glowing red, a clear sign to show that racially, I was a decepticon.

Anyhow, most recently, Team Prime had noticed a stasis pod that had crashed onto the Earth. We had run to investigate, hoping it was an autobot ally, only to discover a decepticon symbol on the side. Apparently being disappointed by the loss of a possible comrade wasn't enough, we were attacked by decepticons. There's no way all of those 'cons fit into that one pod. Most of the army was made of vehicon troopers. They were all identical, with purple and sliver bodies and blasters where their hands should be. Worse than the vehicons were the insecticons, bulky creatures with orange and black armor and huge claws. They were much harder to kill.

Anyways, Arcee heeded my warning and ducked, the insecticon flying over her head and crashing into the ground. I was relieved. Then I saw Bumblebee. The poor yellow scout was on his back, an insecticon standing over him. I took action.

"Hey, beastie!" I screamed.

The insecticon looked up at me and screeched. I lifted my arm and readied the missile on my wrist. The giant bug took a rocket to the face. It exploded into a million pieces.

Bumblebee looked over at me and made various beeping and whirring noises, which I could translate to mean "Thanks. Nice work."

"Not really," I growled, "That was my last missile."

"Oh," he beeped, "That's not good."

I muttered in agreement and readied my blasters. It was going to be a lot harder to kill the vermin now.

Suddenly, a yell echoed across the area.

"Autobots! Watch your audios!"

Then a very strange thing happened. About half of the attacking decepticons fell to the ground and covered their audio receptors. I tried to pinpoint the source of the yell and saw a blue and white robot standing not so far from Bumblebee. He looked like a commanding officer, judging by his proud and regal look.

"Take 'em out!" the newcomer yelled.

Suddenly, two vehicons who were standing next to each other, looking in confusion at their comrades on the ground, dropped dead, large holes in their chests. Above them, a red warrior materialized, a huge black scythe-like blade on each wrist. Above some more vehicons, a jet flew down. While flying, it transformed into a mech with wings on his back, an autobot symbol, a missile on each arm, and glowing red optics.

(No, the jet is not a clone of Starscream, or Starscream sent from the future or anything like that.)

The jet-bot shot a missile into the midst of vehicons. Before he hit the ground, the new flier transformed and flew away. The missile he launched exploded, destroying a nice number of vehicons.

Three new allies. This was great! I turned towards Arcee to express my enthusiasm, and then I saw a horrible sight. Arcee was unconscious, and being dragged by insecticons through a swirling portal. Horrified, I transformed into a jet and flew into the portal after them.

Third person POV:

Meanwhile the autobots opened their own portal, or as they called it, their 'groundbridge'.

"Autobots!" a tall red and blue mech yelled, "into the groundbridge!"

The remaining autobots complied, running through the swirling vortex, which emptied into their base, an abandoned missile silo dubbed Outpost Omega One.

Once the groundbridge was closed, the red and blue bot, better known as Optimus Prime, turned to their white and blue savior.

"Can it truly be you, old friend? Is it really you… Jazz?"

The blue and white mech laughed. "Long time, no see, OP!"

"Hey, I've heard of you," said Bumblebee, "You're that guy from Spec. Ops. on Cybertron."

"Yep, that'd be me," Jazz replied. "And I don't believe you know my team."

"Name's Jetfire," the flier said. "One of Cybertron's best jets."

"Aye, and my name is Mirage," said the red one. He had an Italian accent. "Stealth artist."

"Er, Optimus," Bumblebee had noticed something. "Where are Arcee and Starscream?"

"Before we left, I saw Starscream chasing some insecticons through a spacebridge. Hopefully, we will be reunited with him after he escapes the Nemesis. Unfortunately, there is nothing we can do for him now. We can only guess Arcee was captured by the insecticons Starscream was after. Meanwhile, we must introduce our new allies to our human friends."

Bumblebee beeped sadly. He could only hope his lost friends were okay.

Well, I feel that went incredibly well for a first. Enjoy!

Chapter two: in the cell with Swoop

From Arcee's perspective:

I woke up suspended from the ceiling. I could hardly move. Below me, I could see two vehicons talking to each other.

"So, why exactly is she here?"

"Megatron thought Shockwave might need a new test subject, so he had the insecticons take her here as a gift."

"Shockwave's probably happy with his 'gift'."

"Probably."

Then, another vehicon entered the room.

"Shockwave would like you two to oversee some tests."

The three vehicons walked off.

"So, at least now I know you're not dead."

The voice startled me. I'd thought I was alone in this room. I looked over and saw a similar type of cage to the one I was in next to me. The cage was occupied by a small mech with a crested head and half-folded wings on his back.

"Oh, hi," I said. "My name is-"

"Arcee," He said. Despite being trapped and dangled from a ceiling, he was smiling. "I already heard them mention your name when they pulled you in. My name is Swoop."

"Nice to meet you," I said.

We sat in silence for a while.

"Sooooooooooooooooooo…" Swoop said. "I've heard of you before."

"Really?"

"Oh yeah. Arcee, the only female warrior on her half of Cybertron."

Of course. That's how he knows me. You know how hard it is to climb to the top when you're smaller and weaker than everyone else? I was hoping that when I joined Team Prime, people would forget that little tidbit.

"I think I've heard of you too. Um, Swoop, Swoop, Swoop…something about…thunderstorm?"

"Lightning Strike," he corrected. "The Lightning Strike Coalition Force. That's my team. Personally, I never liked the name."

"Mmmm. So, you think they'll be coming to save you."

"Ah, no."

"Why not? Are they dead?"

"No, I don't think so."

"So why not?"

"Well," he looked embarrassed. "They're here too. Slag, Snarl, Skar… and Grimlock."

From Starscream's perspective:

When I'd went through the bridge, I ended up surrounded by insecticons, so I had to get the frag out of there. I'd managed to escape, and at this point I was running wildly through the area, killing cons here and there.

I was sneaking up behind a vehicon. Slowly, I pulled out a small bomb. I attached the bomb to the decepticon's back. I was about to sneak off when the 'con turned around and grabbed me. He dragged me to the nearest window and pushed me through. I fell into a large round room. The room was occupied by a rather large mech in chains. The vehicon screamed at me from above.

"This isn't over, Starscream, you-"

That was as far as he got before he exploded.

I looked over at the big mech, and came up with an idea. This place was crawling with 'cons. It was doubtful that I could make it to Arcee and get out of here alive. However, it wouldn't hurt to have some help…

"Rather big fellow, aren't you?" I said, walking over. "Who exactly are you?"

"Me…" his speech sounded pained. "Me…Grimlock."

"Oooooookaaaaayyyyy…" this brute doesn't sound specifically, how do I say, intelligent. "I am Starscream. So, here's the deal, 'Grimlock'…" as I was talking, Grimlock was struggling in his chains. "I will free you if you do whatever I command you to do. I don't think it's a good idea for you to say no, considering the position you're in righ-"

I felt fingers gripping my throat.

"No thanks," Grimlock had managed to rip his arm free, which he was now holding my head up to his face with. "Me Grimlock free myself!"

"Wait!" I screamed. "I can help you."

Grimlock then threw me into a power grid on the wall. The chains around him opened and fell off, freeing him. He walked over to me. I was losing consciousness. Grimlock leaned over me.

"Thanks for the help," he growled. Then he left the room.

Right before I fell into stasis, I thought, Arcee, I'm sorry.