Orbiting the star Alpha Centauri, the planet Cybertron existed. No rock, soil, nor dirt contributed to this world's bizarre geography. Cybertron was entire made of metal and computers. The Allspark, a device of divine power gave birth to our race. We were a race of sentient machines, with the ability to think for ourselves. We wandered Cybertron's broad mechanical expanses, and erected grand city states. For a time, we lived in harmony, but pride and a lust for power divided us. A clash of ideologies splintered our kind into two warring factions. Cybertron was plunged into darkness, and the Allspark was lost to the far reaches of space. We scattered across the cosmos, hoping to find it. We searched every star, and every world. When all hope seemed lost, message of a new discovery drew us to an unknown planet called Earth. But we were already too late...
Chapter 1 - Outbreak
June 30, 2015
Nevada, USA
On a hot summer afternoon, a V-22 Offsprey aircraft was flying in the middle of Nevada. The sunlight stretched out on the large, massive dunes. The area was empty and barren, save for a few cow skulls and cacti lying about. Onboard the craft were 6 men. They were sitting on opposite sides, facing each other, with three of them on each side. 5 of them were U.S. soldiers. The last one was a businessman. The businessman was of Italian descent. He had greased black hair, with some gray streaks, and a black mustache. He wore glasses, a black business suit, with a lavender button down shirt, and a purple tie. He was staring down at a black smartphone with a stylized logo.
The soldiers were all wearing standard military uniforms. Two of the soldiers were African American, one was Mexican, and the other two where Caucasian. There was an awkward silence in the helicopter. The only thing that could be heard was the whirs of the helicopter rotors. One of the soldiers decided to ease the tension by starting up a conversation. "So, Fourth of July weekend is coming up. Any plans?" Asked the Caucasian soldier with glasses.
The businessman kept his eyes on his smartphone, not wanting to participate in the conversation. The rest of the soldiers looked at the Caucasian one. After a few seconds, one of the African American soldiers spoke up. "Yeah. I'm having a family reunion in Denver. Momma, Dad, Kids and Grankids is coming over. We barbecuing. How about you?
"I'm just spending it with some friends. Just a couple of guys, some drinks and a football game." The Caucasian soldier replied.
"Sounds like the life, man." The Mexican soldier said.
Soon, one of the African American soldiers turned to look at the businessman. "What about you, pretty boy? Got some expensive Italian sports cars you tryna drive this weekend?" Asked the African American soldier.
The businessman looked up from his smartphone and at the soldier. "On the contrary, no. My sister, Charlene is going to be coming to the U.S. soon. We are having a family reunion on a yacht in Florida." The businessman said, grinning.
The African American soldier turned away. He was know regretting he asked that question. Before long, the helicopter was nearing a secret military base. The copter landed on a helipad. Multiple military officials walked up to the craft, holding their hands in front of their faces to protect themselves from the gusts of wind caused by the copter's rotors. As the rotors came to a stop, the doors of the copter slid open. The soldiers hopped out of the coptor, with the businessman coming out behind them. The businessman approached the military official.
"Mr. Blackrock, Special Agent William Fowler, and Director Marissa Faireborn are waiting for you inside." Said the official. Blackrock nodded, and the soldiers began to escort him into a large warehouse. The warehouse doors slid open, as the soldiers escorted Blackrock inside. Blackrock walked over to an elevator with a security swipe. Blackrock approached it, pulled out a card, and swiped it. A scanner ejected from a panel on a wall near the elevator, and scanned Blackrock's eye.
"Welcome, Garrison Blackrock." Said an automated voice. The elevator doors slid open, and Blackrock and the soldiers stepped in. The doors closed and the elevator descended multiple floors. After about 45 seconds, the elevator came to a stop, and the doors slid opened. Blackrock walked out of the elevator and into a massive laboratory.
The laboratory was filled with scientists and engineers hustling and bustling about. On each wall of the laboratory, massive mechanical automatons were bolted to the walls and surrounded by scaffolding, to allow the scientists to study these machines. The robots the scientists were studying were of alien design. The robots were outfitted with technology that had never been seen before by mankind. Some of the robots were on convey belts, and were being operated on by machines. Blackrock looked around and saw a Caucasian woman, an African American and Indian man. The woman had red hair, and wore a white military uniform with a badge that read "E.D.C". The African American had black hair and wore a blue suit and tie. The Indian man had black hair, with some gray streaks. He wore a teal lab coat with black rubber gloves.
"Ahh, Special Agent Fowler and Director Faireborn. I was informed that you were waiting for me to arrive. Pleasure to make your acquaintance." Said Blackrock while approaching them. He extended his hand, and shook hands with the Director and the Special Agent.
"Look, Mr. Blackrock. While I am all for formalities, me and Director Faireborn are on a tight schedule," said Fowler with a stern look.
"Agent Fowler is right." Said Director Faireborn. The Earth Defense Command wants to know how we can use your latest scientific find to our advantage."
"Oh, am glad you asked." Blackrock said. He then turned to the Indian man. "Professor Sumdac, would you care to explain?"
"I would be honored to, Mr. Blackrock." Said Sumdac. "Right this way, ladies and gentlemen." He gestured towards one of the conveyer belts, and walked over to them. "As you know, we here at Blackrock Enterprises manufacture a great deal of the planet's technology. When we discovered these robots in the year 2003, they were buried underground. Experts theorize that these robots came from the heavens, and crashed on our planet millions of years ago. These robot's designs, are completely alien to us. Thanks to them, we have a new insight into and understanding of the world of robotics. Most modern day technology that has been created in the 21st century has been reverse engineered from these mechanical marvels. We have recently discovered that these robots possess military capability that is vastly superior to the United States and North Korea."
"If what you're saying is true Professor Sumdac, then it is imperative that we keep these robots out of the hands of any enemies of the United States." Said Fowler. Before anyone could respond, one of the scientists called for Sumdac.
"Professor Sumdac, there's something's wrong!" Yelled one of the scientists.
Sumdac turned to Blackrock, Faireborn and Fowler. "Excuse me for a moment." He said. "What seems to be the problem?" he asked, as he approached one of the scientists. He climbed up the scaffolding the scientist was on. Blackrock, who was intrigued, walked over to the scaffolding to hear what was going on.
"Professor, there seems to be some kind of unusual energy fluctuations coming from inside this robot's chest. He pointed downward to a red and blue robot on the conveyer belt.
"Open it up." Said Blackrock who had climbed up the scaffolding. Blackrock was always searching for new opportunities.
"But sir, we don't know anything about this energy!" Said the scientist.
"Did I stutter? I said, open it up!" exclaimed Blackrock. He sounded more demanding this time. The scientist reluctantly nodded in acknowledgment and went over to the claw machine controls. Two claw machines carefully pried open the red robot's chest compartment, revealing a shiny blue crystal which was encapsulated in an orange casing, with two handles on the sides. Blackrock looked in closer, but soon, the crystal started glowing.
"Sir, the energy readings are going off the scale! It's going to blow!" Said the scientist. Blackrock stood back, and a light blue shockwave surged throughout the entire facility, causing some machines to shut off. The surge was strong enough to send the scaffolding Blackrock and Sumdac were on toppling over, hurling both of them to the ground. As the light dimmed, Blackrock slowly got up, while Fowler and Faireborn rushed over to assist him.
"Mr. Blackrock are you alright?" Asked Fowler.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Nothing a little trip to the dry cleaner's won't fix!" Blackrock said, while dusting himself off. Before anything could be said, a deep, raspy voice began to speak.
"Do you want to know what I hate the most about human beings?" Asked the voice.
"Who said that?" Asked Blackrock while looking around.
"I did." Said the voice.
Everybody in the facility turned their heads towards a gray robot that was pinned to the wall by the scaffolding. The robot's optics began to glow a bright ruby red. The robot's mouth began to move, as he talked. "You humans think you control it all. War, power, wealth. You think you are the masters of your own fate. You all think you are the center of the universe. You have no idea. Let me show you how wrong you are!!" The robot clenched his fists and broke free from the scaffolding. He looked around, and spotted a massive cannon. he proceeded to pick it up and mount it on his right arm.
"Who? No, what are you?!" Screamed one of the scientists in horror, while looking at the rampaging machine.
"I am the alpha and the omega, the beginning and the end. I am everything which is, which was and what is to come, and you will know my name as MEGATRON when I lay my vengeance upon you!" Megatron aimed his cannon at the humans and started firing. The humans began scurrying for safety like ants. He walked over to the converter builds, and tore of the cables that bound his robotic comrades. "Arise, my Decepticons! You are functional once again, and in exchange for your freedom, you all are now commanded by me!" Growled Megatron.
The Decepticons began to break free from their restraints. They looked around and began scanning alternate modes based off of what vehicles were in the facility. Soon, Megatron pointed his cannon to the ceiling and fired it, causing the ceiling to collapse, creating an opening for the Decepticons. Follow me, my subjects! Onward to freedom! The Decepticons ascended out of the hole, and broke out of the warehouse. The Decepticons blasted all in their path, turning the base into a smoldering wreck.
"Decepticons, transform and rise up!" Commanded Megatron. The Decepticons transformed into their alternate modes. Some flew to the sky, others drove on the ground. The sun had set by the time the Decepticons had disappeared from the base.
Meanwhile, inside the facility.
"Mr. Blackrock, we have a situation!" Said one of the scientists as they helped Blackrock up.
"Really, what gave it away? The giant forty foot robot?!" Yelled Blackrock.
"Something worse. The rest of the machines. All of them have escaped." As the scientists looked around, they saw that every last one of the robots had escaped from the facility...
This is my first Transformers fanfic so I hope you enjoyed, please leave thoughts and feedback in your review!