"So what now Optimus?" a black pick-up truck asked. "With Zeta Prime gone, Cybertron is starting to crumble down to oblivion."
"I am yet to think of that Ironhide, we still cannot accept the death of Zeta." replied Optimus, still grieving over their fallen comrade.
It will still take time for the Autobots to accept Zeta's demise. They need to evacuate the planet — and fast.
Cybertron was a peaceful planet in an undiscovered part of the Milky Way. Cybertronians or Autobots are the living beings on this planet, with the planet's core being the one that makes these robots.
One of the legendary Autobots in the planet is Zeta Prime. One of the first Cybertronians of Cybertron. He was a kind and friendly fellow and just to point out, he is also old.
Until an unforgettable and sad day began, Zeta Prime was not found at his usual spot. A search squad was deployed to find the old guy but as they entered an alleyway. Something shocked them for the rest of their lives.
They saw their oldest friend dead, leaking energon from the back.
"That can't be! Without Zeta, the whole planet will crumble!" exclaimed one soldier from one of the squads in fear as the rest start to panic at the info given.
"Call the medics!" another one said, with much urgency in his voice.
"Sir yes sir!" responded one. Quickly dialing the medics on a portable hologram.
It took a short amount of time for the medics to reach the place. They tried everything on Zeta, but before they gave up on him. They thought of inspecting him why he died. And they did….
...it was because of a mechanical failure.
"Guys, it looks like Zeta died due to either old age or mechanical failure." announced the medic, to which at the shock of the rest, one took a stand.
"But it looks like his core was sabotaged." argued the soldier.
"We will never know, either way. Let us hope that Zeta will be happy in his afterlife." The medic mumbled softly as they all silently weep for their comrade.
The ground started shaking, buildings collapse, robots rush to the Ark. A ship built to let them escape Cybertron's death.
"Optimus! We have to go!" shouted Ratchet over the intercom.
"On my way Ratchet!" responded Optimus with much urgency. The red and blue colored truck sprinted towards the Ark and before the land crumbled, he quickly clung to the ship and climbed aboard, much to the pleasure of many.
"Thank goodness Optimus! You're alive!" said Zephyr, a yellow 2014 Volkswagen Passat.
"How is the Ark Zephyr?" Optimus asked, wondering whether the Ark is in good shape.
"In perfect shape sir!" said Zephyr, pilot of the Ark.
"Where is our destination soldier?" Bumblebee beeped.
"A place called….Earth?" replied the pilot, confused. "ETA is around 5 minutes. We are going to land in a yellowish-orange place. Has mountains as well and isn't really populated."
Optimus looks out the window and gazes around their new planet.
"I hope we'll be okay." thought Optimus. He was the heir to the Autobots after Zeta's death. Optimus handled his new task accordingly but struggled. The new Prime was trying to live like his predecessor. Trying to act like him — strong and confident, yet he found himself crumbling down inside.
How do I do this?
How did I get myself into this? How did HE did this?
"Optimus" Arcee said gently, interrupting the train of thoughts of the red and blue truck. ",we are approaching land. Well, we already landed. Seemed like this place is called a "desert."
"Oh, thanks Arcee." replied Optimus shyly. Arcee was one of the female Autobots. They weren't really that common but Optimus at times saw himself falling for Arcee. Resulting in him being shy around his "female counterpart."
"Perfect, we could set up a base here!" said Ratchet excitedly.
"Shouldn't we go somewhat subtle Ratchet?" asked Bulkhead. "It would be better if we built somewhere not easily noticeable so that motorists won't see us."
"You're always good with idea aren't you Bulk?" complimented Zephyr. Optimus though, accompanied by Bumblebee and a few other friends, three friends actually. Nicknamed: Flashframe, Vermin, and Fury.
Flashframe was a white 2015 Honda Civic. Simple car matched his such simple personality. His other friends has the same car but different colors. With those being black and blue, black for Vermin and blue for Fury.
Carving into the mountain took some time as soon as the process is finished. They all moved in and took positions. Some either just relaxed like Zephyr, went to work like Ratchet or just played around with their friends like the trio.
"Ironhide! Would you mind getting some energon for me? I sense some nearby our hideout." asked Ratchet, slowly dissolving into his work.
"What harm would it cost?" thought Ironhide. He planned on going outside without transforming which is a risk. As he stepped outside, he admired the beauty of their new home planet. Blue sparks can be seen just a few meters from where Ironhide was standing.
"Gotcha!" muttered Ironhide to himself as he picked up the energon, yet as he turned around. A blaster can be heard, this blaster was made from them. Ironhide sprinted back like a mouse that was being chased by a cat.
"What happened Ironhide? You seem worried." asked Zephyr, worried for his comrade.
"I refuse to talk about it. That okay with you?" Ironhide replied, irritated. He handed over the energon to Ratchet to which Ratchet rejoiced over.
'Thanks dude! You are the best!" chirped Ratchet.
"Woah! Those compliments!" teased Bumblebee. Ratchet gave a short glare, the long time medic wasn't good at making compliments and when he makes one, it is really music to their ears. It only happened once in a blue moon.
"Yo Optimus." called Wheeljack. "It's getting dark, what to do?"
"Just try to survive?" Optimus joked.
"You can really be a pain." Wheeljack teased, he didn't really hate Optimus. He just doesn't like his jokes. Makes no sense at all.
"So," began Optimus "welcome to our new home. Welcome to Earth!"