Ben 10: Legacy of Cyber Force
Pilot
An alien space jet flew within the cold emptiness of space. Nearly five years ago, The former warlord Megatron, leader of his army of the ruthless Decepticons of the Planet Cybertron had disbanded his cause and put himself in self-imposed exile in hopes of never starting another war that could not just devastate Cybertron, but also the very planet he and the former soldiers of the Decepticons had so were hellbent on destroying. Earth. The home of the very race of which he so loathed. Humanity.
Megatron was defeated countless times by the rival cause of Cybertron's people. The Autobots. Lead once by him. The last of the Primes. Optimus Prime. But the past no longer mattered. As long as he never set foot on Cybertron again, the universe would remain safe. Especially humanity.
The thoughts of the former warlord were then inturupted as he became under fire by a burst of pure dark energy. Simular to that of the lifeblood of Unicron the Bringer of transformed into robot mode and returned fire on his possible attacker.
"State your identity!" he shouted in the darkness of space ready to fire again.
"Please, Megatron!" a grim but deep voice echoed in response. "You need not to know my identity, I will tell you in time."
"Wh-a-what do you want from me?!" Megatron asked in fear, hoping that Unicron had not reawakened.
"Why, to propose an alliance, my student," the voice echoed in another mere response.
"I will never again follow the path of tyrany!" Megatron yelled in fear and anger.
"Then let your spark be extinguished!" Purple eyes that were nearly glowing white then appeared out of the darkness of a planet's shading.
"NNNOOOOO! STOP! PLEASE, I ACCEPT WHATEVER YOU HAVE TO OFFER!" he pleaded.
"Good, that's better," the voice which now had eyes glowing the color of Dark Energon.
"I wish to take my revenge on the very human boy that played a role in my humiliating exile from both Earth and Cybertron. I want you to kill the wielder of..."
Megatron felt the inside of his chest ever grow more of a painful, excruciating, burning sensation as he cried out in pain.
"...the device known as, the Omnitrix."
Suddenly, Megatron's optics then glowed the same shade of purple of the eyes that floated in his view. Optimus, my brother. Forgive me, was his final thought of goodness before he felt himself regain consciousness of his warmonger self. Megatron, supreme leader of the Decepticons.
"NOW, RISE, GALVATRON, LEADER OF THE DECEPTICONS! GO! DO MY BIDDING, KILL BEN TENNYSON, DESTROY EARTH WITH THE OMNITRIX! TAKE THE VESSEL OF UNICRON'S DARK SPARK, YOU ARE NOW THE FIRST OF THE SUPREMACIES!"
The glowing eyes then made the Dark Spark, a vessel of prue dark energy, that resemble the Matrix of Leadership appear out of the emptiness of space, and bestowed it upon Supremacy Galvatron.
As this somewhat of Anti-Prime alt formed and soared off toward Cybertron, the grim and deep voice of the Eyes echoed out a sinister laugh as they disappeared back into the cold darkness of space.
Earth, 6 months later...
Mika Yakasaki was dead. 16 year old Alan Benson broke up with her one day before the car crash that killed her. They had a huge argument, and the young American boy said something hurtful to his Japanese girlfriend. Before she stormed off to her friend's car crying, she said something that would haunt Alan for as long as he lived. It would haunt him in his sleep for the rest of his life."Fine, I'll go die, forget you!"
It was now time for friends and family to see the body one last time.
What about her boyfriend, thought Alan as he numbly walked over to the casket that was holding his love's beautiful, peaceful, resting body.
"Hey, Mika," Alan choked. "I thought long and hard about what I said last week. About us, and I'm sorry. I quit karate class, for you."
Alan was now holding Mika, sobbing.
"Oh, God, Mika!" he wailed. "I'm so sorry and I won't know how my life will work without you!" Alan held her closer to his body.
"I love you!"
After that last embrace, Alan went home crying. That night, he overheard his parents talking.
"Eaglefeather," his stepmom Kiyoshi Benson expressed,"he's so heartbroken, like as if he feels guilty."
"I know, love," Alan's father named Eaglefeather replied. "He shared the same fate I did with his mother just five years ago." A long pause filled the hallway, finally, Eaglefeather spoke.
"I can't live with the fact that Alan is suffering like I was before I met you. But when I met you, you saved me from myself, and I hope something like us or even greater than us will save him from himself."
"Especially with the business threatening to shut down," replied Kiyoshi.
Eaglefeather Benson's work place was considering chapter 11 bankruptcy, he didn't need to be reminded of that.
Just then, the phone rang. Eagle feather walked over and picked it up.
"Konnichiwa?" he answered.*
"Mr. Benson?" Eaglefeather's boss crackled over the phone.
"Hai." he replied.
"Mr. Benson, I'm afraid we have declared chapter 11 bankruptcy," Mr. Hatsu said.
Eaglefeather's heart stopped in his chest.
"What!?" he gasped
"I'm sorry, you have to look for work somewhere else."
"There's a Burger Shack near where we live. They're hiring," Kiyoshi suggested.
"I understand, Mr. Hatsu," Eaglefeather said as he acknowledged his wife.
There was a click on the other end of the line, followed by a baritone.
Eaglefeather hung up.
'Well, dear," he said, "What other choice do I have?"
One and a Half Months Later…
"I'M NOT LEAVING JAPAN!" 17 year old Alan Benson yelled at his father.
"I PROMISED MIKA I WOULD STAY HERE IN TOKYO!"
His stepmom was almost in tears.
"Alan," she said. "Your father can't raise us just by flipping burgers. Besides, it's time to let go of Mika. Now, go pack your things."
"Fine," Alan replied bitterly as he went to his bedroom. Most of it was empty, just his electric and acoustic guitars, and a few clothes were all he had left to pack.
But then, he saw the picture. A picture of beautiful Japanese girl that he once loved. Her name was Mika Yakasaki. Mika had a round face, beautiful black hair, and was wearing a school uniform. It was one and a half nonths ago, when she was killed in a car crash.
And all Alan did was say something hurtful to her without meaning to.
"Mika," he said to the picture. "I'm sorry, I've failed to keep my promise."
It was then Alan heard a knock on the door. Followed by Kiyoshi's voice.
"All packed, honey?"
Alan hated being called "honey", he knew Kiyoshi couldn't take Mom's place, whom had died from a deadly breast cancer.
"Yeah, I'm coming, Kiyoshi," the boy replied.
Tokyo International Airport…
The Benson family were now boarding Japanese Aerospace Flight 252 to the city of Bellwood, Nevada in America.
Eaglefeather Benson put his arm around his wife's shoulder.
"Babe, just talk to him," Kiyoshi convinced her husband.
Eaglefeather sighed and got up out of his seat next to his wife, and walked up to the row where his son was by a window looking outside.
"Alan."
Alan turned his head.
"Huh? Oh, Dad."
The Native American father sat down by his son.
"Listen, son, I know how it feels to loose someone you love. I lost your mother in the same fate Mika suffered don't forget."
A tear ran down Alan's cheek.
"I haven't, Dad," he replied, choking.
There was a long pause for five seconds that seemed like five minutes.
Finally, Eaglefeather spoke.
"I married Kiyoshi not to just move on with your mother's death, because I loved her. She reminded me of your , what I'm trying to say is You will find a girl that will remind you of Mika, and that will help you let go of the guilt you felt since she died."
"Thanks, Dad," Alan replied.
"You're welcome son," Eaglefeather replied, hugging his son.
"This is your captain speaking, Flight 252 is now taking off, please sit down and fasten your seat belts," an announcement was made over the intercom
Japanese Aerospace Flight 252 then sped down the runway and hoisted itself into the air and made a heading for the city of Bellwood, Nevada in America.
Cybertron, 15:00 PM Cybertronian Time…
"The Optimus Prime Museum of Cybertronian History is now open!" an announcement was made on all speakers throughout the Cybertronian Capitol, Kaon City.
A crowd of Cybertronians cheered as a statue of the last of the Primes was uncovered by a large tarp. There, for the ceremony, were the very Autobots who Optimus Prime had bravely led to end the Great War against the Decepticons formerly lead by the warmonger Megatron.
Ultra Magnus, the new leader, Bumblebee, Arcee, Smokescreen, Wheeljack, Bulkhead, Ratchet and a former Decepticon himself, that all Cybertronians came to trust. Knockout, who, as usual for his personality, had commented on how shiny the statue was.
Arcee just looked at the statue base with a sad expression.
There, on the base of the Prime's statue, was a Varsinnium plaque that read in Cybertronian lettering:
Dedicated to Cliffjumper…
Her sparkmate, Warrior Scout Lieutenant Bumblebee, put an arm around Arcee's shoulder pad and remarked in comfort,
"I'm sure Cliff would be happy."
Arcee then wiped a tear from her optic and replied with a kiss to Bee's left cheek plate,
"I'm sure he is too, Bumblebee."
The yellow Autobot then replied with a smile,
"Let's go have a look inside, shall we?"
The two sparkmates walked inside the new museum together, neither them, or any other Autobot knowing what is to come for the planet they once protected five years before.
A Decepticon spy whom had hidden within the large crowd of goers had then spoke into his com-link.
"Lord Galvatron, when can we move in?"
"Patience, Bonecrusher, is a virtue," Galvatron's sinister voice cackled over the transmission.
"Await my command, good things will come to all those who wait."
"Yes, my liege. Bonecrusher out."
Kaon City, Cybertron. 01:00 A.M...
Night fell upon Cybertron a few hours before. Museum goers had gone home to their recharge stations, all security guards were in the main office for a meeting. Making this time right for an ambush.
In the security guard office, the main guard was speaking.
"We need a better way to improve security here, bots. If there were an attack on the new museum by disbanded Decepticons, whether or not they know the war is over or not, we need a better strategy of keeping tourists safe." The guard turned to the second in command.
"Prowl? Any suggestions?"
Prowl replied, "Besides patrolling in shifts, i highly encourage each guard to keep their blasters on kill if they have to, due to how long the Great War for Cybertron lasted, it is highly likely that Decepticon refugees will return to launch an attack."
"I would have to agree with Prowl, Captain," another guard said to back up his ally.
The main guard manager sighed in agreement and replied in acknowledgement.
"Your opinions are noted. I'll see to it that the owner of the new museum is notified by me and-."
KRACKLAMM! A loud explosion was heard, causing the entire office to shake.
"What in the Allspark?!" Prowl exclaimed.
Energon blasts then came shooting out of the thick black smoke that emitted from the explosion, hitting the guards and killing them one by one.
As the guard manager charged forward, he was then shot by one massive glowing dark purple blast, hiting him and killed him, too.
Prowl was trembling as he whipped out his arm blaster.
Then, his spark almost ceased as the former Decepticon warmonger emerged out of the thick black smoke.
"Megatron! What the hell are you doing setting foot on Cybertron?!" Prowl yelled.
Megatron only laughed sinisterly and backhanded Prowl, sending him careening through a window and fell down onto the street one story below.
"Barricade, commence Nemesis transformation sequence!" Galvatron ordered his patrolcon.
"Yes, Lord Galvatron" Barricade acknowledged his master.
A button was pressed on his arm after he hacked into the museum's systems and the ship began its transformation back into the Nemesis, causing nearby Cybertronians running for their sparks as the Nemesis once again took flight toward the planet that its crew were so hellbent on destroying five years ago.
Bumblebee and Arcee were watching the events unfold in horror as the Warrior Scout Lieutenant got on his com-link.
"Bumblebee to Ultra Magnus, looks like Megatron...changed his...his...m...mind about the
Decepticons...the...museum...it's...it's... gone. Sir... the Nemesis is making a break for... for..."
Both Arcee and Bumblebee had struggled to get the last word out.
"Earth!"
A/N: Here it is. The newly updated Pilot Episode of Ben 10: Legacy of Cyber Force, as you see, i updated the title as well because the old title Ben 10 and Transformers Prime: Cyber Force was just too cheesy. Hope you like it better than it was!