TransFormers~ 'Gods and Consequence ' : A Dead Star
Written By: TheKnitWitch
Beta Reader: SaviourUnleashed
A/N: This series will mostly be inspired by G1 TransFormers and I'm sure other incarnations will follow at times. It is my own continuity as well. So some relationships might be changed and so forth, for personal reasons. I also have had a few people look at my story, mostly due to past issues but if anyone thinks I need a beta reader. Please let me know. I'm nervous and haven't posted a FanFiction in a long time. I don't own anything made by Hasbro , just original characters and the plot line.
Dedication: To like minded souls who are looking for their home and their kin.
Chapter I :
It could become tiresome, just sitting at the dock and only having Teletrann for conversation, looking out in space. You know, a sentinel being and all that. Bumblebee sighed.
'This sucks,' he thought to himself, becoming annoyed.
"What's happening there man?" Jazz had apparently also became bored of his post and breached the protocol. As Optimus Prime's first right hand, you would think Jazz would be more than willing to do his fair share. That's not to say he doesn't, but he gets bored like the rest of them.
"Are you kidding me…Absolutely-" Bumblebee started but Jazz cut him off. So far the past few days had been so quiet. Despite the off and on never stopping war on Cybertron. The Autobots had currently gone into hiding from the Decepticons. So far transitions of any well- known activity had been strained.
"What in Primius is that?" Jazz gasped and looked at the screen.
Bumblebee's optics widened. He couldn't believe what he was witnessing. Just a few seconds ago, there was nothing highlighted at all. No colours, no stars. Nothing. Now, there was what appeared to be a nearly half eaten planet - or at least a dead star.
The poor thing looked degraded, but what was interesting was how it was set up. Completely in electrical lights of greens, blues and whites all around but at the same time appeared to have had a solid inside at one point or another. A shattered ball of silver crested the very top of the left centre.
A star… Perhaps at one point, with its own life.
"What is that?" Bumblebee whispered.
The smaller mech saw Jazz hunched over him then.
"Bumblebee, get Prime now!" Jazz ordered. Normally Bumblebee would be annoyed at someone at the same level as him giving orders but this time he agreed and rushed out of the doors. Jazz still stared at the screen, starting to feel worried.
"What could this possibly mean?" He mumbled to himself.
Optimus Prime came behind Bumblebee. His brother Ultra Magnus was on his left side as well.
"Jazz." Their leader started. "Any news on the current situation?" He asked evenly.
"No, Sir. Nothing interesting has been happening the past few days but there still seems to be at least something going on there. I mean there's still enough energy to boost, for it to be all away out here by itself."
Optimus Prime nodded in agrement.
"We should send away a team investigate." Ultra Magnus suggested.
"But what if something happens to them? What if they get hurt?" Bumblebee asked, sounding worried.
"We will send them in pairs. That way they will go in partners. There will be less, if not no damages involved then."
The young Autobot nodded reluctantly.
"Yes Optimus, Sir." Bumblebee said, as though he had recited this response to a degree. He didn't like the possibility of war. It wasn't the same as an adventure, but who knew if there were still life forces on the dead star? That's what worried him.
"Don't worry Bumblebee, everything will be fine. Come on. I know you wanna get out of here." Jazz got up from the chair and grabbed him. Bumblebee did want to get off the ship and for the most part liked getting into things. So long as he didn't get killed.
"Yo, Bee. Are you alright?" Jazz asked him, somewhat worried.
"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just weird being here. It's so dark for the most part." He answered. Jazz nodded.
"Anything on life forms yet?" Asked Ironhide.
Jazz shook his helm. "Besides involved life forms, no."
"We could be here for hours and not find anything." Said Bumblebee.
"True but we have to give it a shot, just in case." Ironhide reminded him.
Bumblebee still didn't like the idea though. Seeing all of these fallen TransFormers, broken pieces, dissembled helms, and decapitated arms.
He wondered what could have happened. How could things end up so badly?
Sure, it was strange enough that they were TransFormers, but an undetected planet, no less?
"Hay Bee, look. Something different." Jazz pointed out to him.
It looked to be a berth, at one point useable, he was sure. Then what sounded like a small groan, or an inaudible word emanated suddenly.
"Did you two hear that?" Asked Ironhide. The two nodded. "Look!" Bumblebee gasped.
"It's a Transformer."
"Contact Prime. We have a survivor."