One Best Match is More Than Meets the Eye Part 1!

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"Cybertron… Our home… For generations it has been a peaceful world. Until pride and a lust for power divided us. Now we fight; enemies who were once our brothers. Now our tragic war has ravaged our planet."

"It is a necessary war, to return us to glory… even if it means conquering another world to do so!"

"The Autobots will never sacrifice freedom, be it ours or the freedom of the species of any other world."

"The Decepticons will bring Cybertron and the universe to order!"

"Our defeat would mean the end of everything."

"My victory will mark a brilliant new beginning!"

"But now eons of this very war has caused the greatest of casualties…"

"Cybertron's very core has shut down, halting its production of life-giving enegon…"

"Most of us have abandoned our home, in search for a new life among the stars…"

"The Decepticons shall wipe the universe clean of the Autobots forever!"

"I am Optimus Prime-leader of the Autobots."

"I am Megatron-ruler of the Decepticons!"

"We do not know how many of our brothers escaped Megatron's blockade…"

"I do not know how many of Optimus' followers escaped our forces…"

"I can only be certain of this: in the end…"

"One shall stand…"

"…One shall fall!"


7 MILLION YEARS AGO; THE DEEP RECESSES OF SPACE…


Within the deep recesses of space, far from organic planet of Earth, the vortex of portal composed of an unknown energy was tearing through the fabric of reality. Where it led to, no one could guess. As it swirled in circles, the portal released shockwaves through space, indicating that it was somehow unstable. If anyone was smart enough, they'd know that traveling towards an unstable portal would most likely be suicide. But there was one thing that was traveling towards it, knowing it would be it's salvation or destruction.

A giant alien spacecraft of unknown origin was traversing towards the portal. Within the vessel were not the average little green men as anyone would expect, but rather a species of giant, mechanical beings. Each of these beings had a symbol on different parts of their bodies, all of them the congruent shape of an old man's face, colored in red. Every robot came in different shapes and sizes, and were doing their respected jobs to make sure they all made it to portal. But there was one of these robots who was determined to make sure the others were to make it there alive-or in this case, online-before something catches up to them. This robot was colored red on the upper body and arms, with metallic gray lower torso and upper legs, and blue hands and lower legs with metal wheels on the sides. His head was mostly blue with a silver face and mouthplate on the lower half and blue eyes and all the parts of his body, like every other bot on the ship, was continuously shifting. In his mechanical eyes, this robot was determined to see his fellow robots make it to the portal alive and escape anything an evil they were fighting for countless eons.

After a few minutes of staring off into space-figuratively and literally, since he appeared to be in the main control room of the ship-the robot was addressed by another robot that was red and gray with broad shoulders, and gray head with a red helmet and blue eyes.

"Optimus?" He said, catching the other bot's attention.

"Yes, Ironhide?" Optimus responded.

"Are you sure about this?" Ironhide asked, and Optimus knew what he was referring to.

"To be honest, Ironhide, I have no clue if I'm sure or not…" He said as he looked back up to portal, "But we have no choice; the war is lost. It has been a long, painful war with the Decepticons. Whatever lies beyond that portal is our best and last hope, old friend."

"If it's still open by the time we get there, Optimus," Another robot with red, gray and light blue limbs, a black head with yellow optics, and a scope-like device on his left shoulder spoke up as he set up some holographic images of data, "According to these energy readings, the portal becoming more unstable."

"Whatcha sayin', Prof-Bot?" A white robot with a black head, silver face and a blue visor asked in an accent.

"I'm saying, Jazz, that we'll have to go faster than this to reach the portal," The scientist replied, "And don't call me 'Prof-Bot'. Ever."

"But we already burned halfway through our Energon fuel, Perceptor," Ironhide reminded him, "This is as fast as the Ark goes until we find more."

"Yes, yes, yes," Perceptor replied to Ironhide's statement, "We're just lucky we left the Decepticons in our rearview."

"Don't jinx it, Perceptor," Another voice spoke up from a short, red robot with horns and blue optics.

"Cliffjumper is right, Perceptor," Optimus agreed, "No matter the situation, the Autobots must expect any and all possibilities that Decepticons are always behind us."

Just as the Autobot leader finished that sentence, the Ark shook and some of the alien electronics sparked.

"Speak of the devil…" Ironhide groaned before every Autobot on the bridge heard a loud booming sound from above. Looking upward, Optimus and the others saw an evil-looking ship with violet symbols of an evil face. Optimus and the others knew what ship this was and who it belonged to, and the Autobot leader clenched his fists and squinted his eyes in anger.

"Megatron," He seethed before some kind of robotic tether from the Decepticon ship appeared before the bridge and struck itself into it, making the ship shake. The bridge then became a battle as Decepticons started board and fire at the Autobots without mercy.

"Autobots, direct all fire on those tow cables!" Optimus exclaimed and most of the Autobots followed his orders as their arms transformed into weapon.

"Decepticons are boarding the ship!" Cliffjumper exclaimed, trying to avoid the enemy's fire.

"Don't let up now," Ironhide said as he shot off the heads of some 'Cons, "Defend the bridge!"

"Yes, sir!" An Autobot exclaimed, as more and more Decepticons were dropping like flies. Once the bridge was clear, Perceptor spoke up.

"Teletraan I, full damage analysis all on all decks," He said to the computer as it showed all data on the Ark. Perceptor stared in shock at the results, "By Primus!"

"Man, what's wrong now, Prof-Bot?" Jazz asked, exhausted from all the bad news.

"Engines one and three are down, along the starboard pulse gunners," The Autobot scientist explained the rather grim situation, "If this keeps up, the Decepticons will tear the Ark apart and-"

"We'll never make it the portal and the Decepticons will ravage another world like they have Cybertron," Optimus shook his head in a bit of anger before facing another Autobot the size and shape of Cliffjumper, only he was yellow, "Bumblebee, investigate the situation with the pulse cannons and bring them back online."

The yellow Autobot did no speak; all he did was nod before running off to fix the guns. Just then, the Ark's computer spoke up.

"FIREWALL BREACHED. UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS."

"What?" Perceptor checked the ship's computer again, analysing the system's and what breached their firewall, "Someone's hacked into the ship's main terminal!"

"Say what now?" Jazz said in worry as the Ark was hit with yet another blast from the Decepticon warship. Despite all the ruckus, Perceptor kept canning the ship's system, hoping to find what the Decepticons are trying to hack.

"By the Matrix," He said, "It seems that the Decepticons that have boarded are using the main terminal to access and terminate the Ark's most vulnerable sectors: the engine deck, the armory, the shield generators, the-"

"The entire defense grid?" Ironhide hazarded a guess, knowing the situation is not good.

"Precisely," The Autobot Scientist replied in disappointment before noticing the data on the console led to another area on the Ark, one where he knew where the Autobots were the most vulnerable, "Optimus! The Decepticons are about break into the-"

Perceptor was then cut off by an explosion from the back of the bridge. When the smoke cleared, Optimus and every other 'Bot saw robotic corpses of their comrades everywhere on the floor. At the center at it all was a group of Decepticons led by tall, brute-looking robot coated in silver metal with a blaster on his right arm and red optics. On his chest terminal was the purple symbol of the enemy ship. This was the leader of the Decepticons…

"Megatron…" Optimus glared at the Decepticon tyrant.

"Optimus…" Megatron glared back at the Autobot leader.

Both sides activated their shooter weapons and took aim at each other, ready to send each other to the scrapyard. After a moment of silence-except for the clear sounds of explosions and gunfire out in space-Optimus decided to spoke up.

"I see you found your way to the control room," He said, wondering how Megatron got to him and the Autobots.

"We had a bit of assistance," Megatron replied as a bird-like Decepticon flew into the room, and folded into a disc-like machine and entered into a dark blue 'Con with a head that looked similar to his faction's symbol, but with a red visor.

"Soundwave superior, Autobots inferior," The Decepticon said in a cold, robotic tone.

"Ah, shut up, 'Con!" Ironhide snapped, but the 'Con just stared coldly at him.

"It didn't have to come to this, Megatron," Optimus spoke up again, trying to reason with Megatron, "We could have found a way to work together, to save our race."

"Don't act like you don't know why this fighting is happening," Megatron proclaimed, gesturing with his free hand to the chaos all around them, "This is what you chose when you defied me, Optimus; all of this chaos is your doing!"

"Yeah, right," Cliffjumper scoffed at Megatron's claim, "Optimus isn't one for poisoning Cybertron's core, Mega-Dork!"

"We'll see who has the last laugh, Autobot," A red and blue Decepticon with red optics and wings on his back exclaimed.

"Silence, Starscream!" Megatron yelled at the 'Con before continuing, "I will make sure you Autobots will fall and once we cross the portal, the Decepticons will reign supreme across the universe."

"Which is why we won't be defeated, Megatron," Optimus proclaimed, "It is the Autobots' duty to protect the innocent from the forces of tyranny! It is our duty to fight in the name of freedom!"

With that last sentence, Megatron growled before yelling, "DESTROY THEM!"

At that yell, the non combat Autobots took cover behind and underneath the Teletraan consoles, while the others went into an all out brawl with the Decepticons. Cliffjumper and Jazz were fighting as a duo against Soundwave and a few Decepticon drones, having each other's backs all the way. Meanwhile, Ironhide was busy with Starscream, who was being too slick to be tackled. Optimus and Megatron were facing each other head on, but with robotic swords instead of guns. The battle became so relentless, they didn't realize how close to the portal they were, or how much damage both ships were suffering on the way. After a while of fighting, Megatron kicked Optimus back and pointed his cannon at him, charging it up and being ready to fire.

"I win this time, Optimus," Megatron said as his cannon was fully charged, but before he could even fire, the Ark and the Decepticon ship were both shaken. Every 'Bot and 'Con was tripped to the floor as the came closer and closer to the portal. Thinking it was safe enough-despite the unstable shockwaves-Perceptor crawled out of hiding and examined the portal's data.

"Oh, not good," He said in terror before everyone on the Ark felt a pulling force.

"No, the portal!" Megatron exclaimed as everyone tried to grab a hold of something that keep them in place.

"The vortex is tearing the ship apart!" Optimus yelled as he tried crawl forward towards the back of the room. Megatron tried to stop him, but the Autobot leader kicked him towards the front of the control room.

"NO!" He yelled in anger, "I will not be denied!"

"Operation: portal survival attemption!" Soundwave stated before the Ark started spinning out of control with the Decepticon ship.

"Decepticons!" Starscream activated a commlink in his head, "This is Starscream! Retreat back to the Nemesis! NOW!"

The Decepticon Seeker didn't know if his message went through. All he knew was that both the Ark and Nemesis were about to take a crash course through the portal.

Both ships entered through the portal awkwardly before hurtling through time and space. Where the two factions might end up, no one could guess. As the Autobots and Decepticons hang on for their lives, the Nemesis' tow cables were weakened by the stable shockwaves emitting from the portal's channel. The tethers the broke off, and the Nemesis and all of the Decepticons within hurtled to the edge of the channel and vanished without a trace.

Not long afterwards, the Ark then exited from the portal's channel and was heading for the planet the Autobots were trying to prevent the Decepticons from getting to. Despite the Ark's engines being destroyed, the ship was still heading for the planet's surface awfully fast. Once in the planet's orbit, the ship started to burn up in the atmosphere. Both sides were about to face permanent deactivation as the Ark hurtled to the surface. Just then, Bumblebee entered the control room and headed for the flight controls. To control the eventual crash as much as possible, the Autobot scout pulled back on the directional controls, giving the Ark an almost controlled descent-emphasis on "almost". Bumblebee thought he was doing the best he can, but when he looked up, he saw a mountain of stone, and the Ark was heading right for it.

Bumblebee then turned back to the others and spoke in a few warning beeps. Both the Autobots and Decepticons looked up in front and their optics widened.

"Danger imminent!" Soundwave exclaimed rather bluntly.

"No shit, Sir Rust-A-Lot!" Cliffjumper replied.

"Everyone, brace for impact!" Optimus yelled as everyone on board held onto something, crossing their fingers they would make it out alive. That was the "least-likely-to-happen" situation because the Ark was so fast, it rammed into the mountain, making a large tremor that could last for miles around. The Autobot ship was then buried by boulder in the mountain, never to be seen again.


10 YEARS AGO; SURFACE OF MARS…


Mars… the fourth planet in the Solar System; an uninhabitable world of barren deserts. Years ago the Mars rovers-Opportunity, Spirit and Curiosity-were sent to the fourth planet to investigate anything. For years, the three probes found nothing, but in the November of 2006, due to a malfunction with data reception and transmission, Spirit went offline. Not one of the drones were programmed with repair systems, so they had to send people. In early 2007, the first manned mission to Mars began: find and repair Spirit. The astronauts, codenamed Neural and Connoisseur, rode on the Prominence, the first space vessel designed to make it to Mars and back. Once they made it to Mars, they searched for Spirit as Neural took a deep breath, admiring the scenery.

"Ah, would look at this view," He said in awe, "This place is amazing."

"Yeah, there's nothing more beautiful than barren wasteland of a planet," Connoisseur replied in sarcasm before chuckling a bit, earning another chuckle from Neural, "Be honest here, this is what your heaven looks like, isn't it, Braniac?"

"It's a heaven, yes," Neural said as they climbed a rocky hill, "The greatest heaven I have is a world without war and one where I'm always there for my family."

"Heh, yeah I know," Connoisseur said as he helped him up the hill with his arm, "You and the Misses have been through a lot, how long you've been married now?"

"Uh, we're about to make it to fourteen years," Neural replied as continued walking.

"Four kids?" Connoisseur asked.

"Four kids, soon to be five," Neural asked, "Two sons and two daughters, with another boy coming."

"Wow, big family," Connoisseur whistled.

"What about your family?" Neural asked, "How's the wife and kids?"

"Jenny died about seven months ago, brain cancer," Connoisseur said in a bit of a sad tone.

"Oh… sorry, man,"

"Ah, it's okay, my daughter's still here and she's praying for me to come home soon," Connoisseur answered.

"Same here, but mostly with my youngest son," Neural explained, "Named him Tobias after my father," he then saw something shining from out of the corner of his eye through his helmet and grabbed Connoisseur's shoulder to stop him.

"What is it?" He asked.

"Look," Neural pointed to the shining in the distance, "I think we might have found Spirit."

"Let's find out; check the scanner," Connoisseur said before both astronauts walked towards the shining object, "Despite being offline, the rover's computer chip gives off a unique frequency to-"

"Verify location and receive data?" Neural finished with a smile under his helmet. He then checked the scanner on his wrist to detect Spirit's frequency, but data the frequency he was getting was not stable one like the rover's. This one was more vibrant and, and the readings were off the chart.

"Whoa," Neural gasped, "This can't be right."

"What's the matter?" Connoisseur asked as they got closer and closer to the shining object.

"The frequency is transmitting too big a signal to be Spirit," Neural explained as he showed his friend the scanner's readings.

"What kind of device emits that big a signal?" He asked in confusion, "More importantly, how did this device get on Mars?! The only machines on this planet are the three rovers and they aren't that big, and to transmit a signal that big, the device would have to be big and channeling a lot of energy."

"Well, let's find out what it is," Neural suggested as the two arrived to the location of the shining object, only to find no such object. There was no rover, just a dark cave in front of the two astronauts.

"It's… not here?" Neural said in absolute confusion.

"Okay, this is getting weird," Connoisseur said before looking back at the scanner, "But the scanner says the transmission's coming from inside this cave."

"Should we report this back to command?" Neural suggested, thinking they might have made a big discovery.

"What do you think, Braniac?" Connoisseur asked bluntly.

"Good point," Neural replied before he and his partner entered the cave with their lights on, "On small step for a man, one large step for humanity, and two steps closer to the future."

"Whatever you say," Connoisseur replied as the observed the cave. For about five minutes they searched the cave and found nothing, but Connoisseur was still receiving the signal from earlier, only this time it was stronger, "Whoa, the signal's really strong now."

"And look where it's coming from," Neural said as he pointed to in front of them, gesturing his partner to look up. What they saw a piece of Martian rock, but this different from the other rocks.

"A rock? Seriously?" Connoisseur said, not impressed.

"A rock in the shape of a perfect cube," Neural corrected his partner, "Isn't that suspicious?"

"The only thing suspicious here is the abnormally large brain in your ridiculously tiny head," Connoisseur said, but his partner ignored him and approached the cube, "What do you think you think your doing, man?"

"Making a discovery of a lifetime," Neural said before standing in front of the cube and tried to lift it up, but was having trouble doing so, seeing as it was heavy, "Ah, heavier than it looks, man."

"Hold on, Braniac, let me help," Connoisseur said as he arrived to help him lift the object, "Gah, your right, this thing is heavy."

"Which is strange for a small object being on a planet with less gravity," Neural said before the block started to glow, "What the… what's happening?"

"I'm starting to get a really bad feeling about this," Connoisseur said as the rock around the cube began to break off before the astronauts screamed.


5 MONTHS LATER; BACK ON EARTH…


After the unsuccessful mission, the two astronauts returned to Earth. They revealed the Martian artifact to NASA and convinced them that it could be a sign that there actually could be alien life. The government decided to bring together the United Nations to share their discovery of the artifact, giving it the name of "Pandora's Box". Many people were excited to see Pandora's Box, the most excited amongst them were the family of the astronaut Neural: the Franklins.

The Franklins' entered the area to see the unveiling of Pandora's Box, along with world leaders and international reporters. The wife of Mister Franklin was a 5 foot and 7 inch tall woman with blonde hair, green eyes and light skin, wearing a blue long sleeve shirt with a black tank top underneath and a long blue skirt reaching her knees. In her arms was her new baby boy wrapped in a blue swaddle blanket, sucking on a green pacifier with his eyes closed and asleep, despite all the chatty reporters and diplomats. The oldest franklin child was an eleven year-old boy with blonde hair, tan skin and blue eyes, wearing a orange-yellow shirt with and gray shorts. The second oldest was an eight-year-old girl with turquoise eyes, light skin and light brown hair in a ponytail, dressed in a white shirt with patterns of colorful flowers and blue pants. The middle child was a tan-skinned girl about six years old with green eyes and dark blonde hair, wearing a hot pink shirt, light blue headband, and blue shorts. The last of the children was a five-year-old boy with dark brown hair-almost pitch black-light skin, and two different colored eyes-a blue iris in the right eye, and a red iris in the right. He was wearing a shirt with a diagonal red and blue pattern and a pair of black shorts. The wife and kids were looking for the man of the family within this crowd of controlled chaos.

"Mommy?" The youngest daughter spoke up, feeling nervous about being surrounded by so many tall people.

"Yes, Sweetie?" The mother replied.

"Can we please go home?" The daughter asked.

"Not yet, we're here for Daddy," She told her daughter, "He should be here any minute."

"Well, I hope we get to see Pandora's Box," The oldest son said in excitement.

"Me too, Jacob," The second son agreed with an equal amount of thrill, "Maybe aliens left it there for Dad to find."

"Aliens? Get real," The oldest daughter said in disbelief, "It's just a block they found on Mars."

"Don't knock it 'till you see it for yourself, Sis," Jacob stated.

"Now, now, children," Their mother stopped the argument before it could begin, "Let's not fight, and on the way home, we'll get some ice cream."

"YAY!" The children cheered before realizing their baby brother was still sleeping and covered their mouths with their hands. It surprised them that he was still sleeping and not crying.

"I thought I heard you all cheering," The family heard a familiar voice and turned to see their father-the astronaut codenamed Neural. He was a man in his late thirties with brown hair, tan skin and blue eyes. He wore a blue NASA astronaut uniform with a red shirt underneath.

With smiles on their faces, one-by-one, the children all ran to him, about to hug him tightly, starting with the youngest son. The astronaut crouched down and opened his arms as his son wrapped his around him tightly.

"Hey, Toby, good see you after so long," he said before looking down at the rest of his children, "You kids, too."

"We missed you, Daddy," The oldest daughter said.

"I missed you all, too, Clarissa," He replied as he petted his daughter's head. He then looked to up to see his wife and newborn son approaching him.

"Say hello to Maxwell Franklin Junior, Dear," The held up the child to her husband. When he saw him, Maxwell Franklin Senior saw him, a few tears escaped his eyes.

"Hey there, Max," He held a hand to the baby's head. Maxwell Senior then noticed his youngest daughter looking at him confused.

"Are you sad, Daddy?" She asked.

"Uh… no, Clarissa," Maxwell replied as he wiped away his tears, "Just happy to see you all again."

"We're happy to see you, too, Maxwell," The wife agreed as Maxwell hugged her, while trying not to crush the baby, and the two shared a loving kiss.

"Ew!" Jacob, Toby and Clarissa said in unison and disgust as their parents ended the kiss.

"I think it's beautiful," Katherine flickered her eyes with a smile, disagreeing with her siblings.

"Of course you do, you're a girl!" Jacob exclaimed, earning a glare from his sister.

"Ah, kids these days," Maxwell sighed before hearing someone clear their throat. Turned around and saw one of his fellow employees looking at and pointing at the watch, gesturing him that it was almost time for the revealing of Pandora's Box.

"Heh, duty calls, Maria," He said to his wife before turning to the kids, "Sorry, you little monsters, but Daddy's got to do something, before we catch up on anything."

"Aww," The kids all said in disappointment.

"Ah, don't worry, kids," Maxwell said, "It'll be quick, and you get to see me up there."

"Yeah!" Toby and the others shouted in excitement before their father walked towards the presentation area.

"I'll be right up here if you need anything," Maxwell said before the loudspeaker rang.

"Attention, all viewers, please, take your seats," The man at the center of the unveiling, "The Unveiling Ceremony is about to begin!"

"Alright, kids, let's find some seats," Maria said as the family all took some seats close to each other. Just then, a man in his forties approached the microphone upfront and began to speak.

"Hello there, my name is Doctor Shinobu Katsuragi," The lead scientist introduced himself, "Today, we start the journey of a thousand miles with a single step: Pandora's Box!"

The lead scientist gestured to a case covered by a sheet before two men uncovered Pandora's Box underneath. The flashes of taking pictures started up along with an applause at the sight of the Martian artifact. Tobias was extremely excited to see Pandora's Box, as seen by the large smile on his face.

"The mysteries hiding in space…" He continued to explain, "…the answers to the questions humanity has been searching for countless generations could possibly be hidden within the Martian artifact."

"We of Project Prominence would like to reveal our groundbreaking results today," Tobias was having the time of his life, but out of the corner of his left eye, among the NASA workers was man in uniform with his NASA cap lowered down just enough to cover the top half of his face, which gave him an uneasy feeling, "We have brought an object considered to be made by a certain civilization from Mars to here in the United States," Just as he finished his sentence, the mysterious figure ran into him, pushing him out of the way. Everyone gasped at this development as the stranger ran towards the Box.

"Hold it right there!" One of the security guards exclaimed as a couple of them tried to hold him back. He had to have been working out as he was pushing the guards back towards the Box.

"Stop!" Maxwell Franklin Senior exclaimed as he joined the guards, but was unable to keep him back. This worried the Franklin family as the guards all shouted.

"Don't come closer!" All the shouting was making Maxwell Franklin Junior cry.

The man already reached Pandora's Box before removing and breaking the glass case. Everyone was in a panic now.

"DON'T!"

The attempt to apprehend the perpetrator was a fail as he already placed his hand on Pandora's Box. As soon as he did, the artifact began to emit a light brighter than the one on Mars. Everyone shielded their eyes before it began to die down, only for an earthquake to shake the ground. The ground the started to break open and red energy came out from the ground.

"EVERYBODY RUN!"

The yelling put everyone into a panic, making them all run in opposite directions. But followed by the red energy was a colossal structure that was reaching up to the sky and scattering in three directions, destroying everything in their paths. The Franklins were all running towards the East as people were being lifted up into the air by an abnormality in the area's gravity. But Toby stopped to see if his father was right behind them. The dust was nowhere near clear, but he decided to call out for his dad.

"Dad?" Toby said in confusion as when the wall continued to rise from the ground further up the sky, with no sign of his father, "Dad!"

He shouted out for his father, hoping for an answer, not that he could hear with all screaming, explosions and ground collapsing. Tears filled the boy's eyes, for he feared his was no longer there. Toby began to hyperventilate from a combination of horror, stress and sadness as he shouted one last time with all his power.

"DAD!?" As he screamed one last time before another explosion occurred from the center of the wall, nearly blinding him with another light flash.


PRESENT DAY


"TOBIAS!"

A fourteen-year-old Tobias awoke from sleeping and fell out of his bed, startled by the call of his name. He groaned as he got up from the floor by grabbing the top of the bed. Tobias then rubbed his head as he was trying to wake himself up.

Tobias now lived with his mother and his siblings, in a house funded by his father's old friend. In his room was a six-foot long bed, a brown desk, a white dresser with a built-in mirror and a walk-in closet. Around the large room were walls covered posters of various animals and machines.

"That memory again," Tobias said before looking at his watch, "Hm, resting time is over for now," He then walked into his closet to change clothes from he pick from both the closet and the dresser. When he emerged, he was wearing his signature red and blue shirt with black sweatpants, and two colored shoes that matched his shirt and eyes.

"Tobias, are you awake?" His mother's voice called out to him.

"Coming, Mom!" Tobias replied as he opened his door and went down the stairs. He then saw his family eating breakfast-scrambled eggs and waffles-with the Tv on.

"Waffles and bacon, all a part of a nutritious breakfast," Tobias said as he sat down at the table and got his breakfast.

His siblings were now ten years older from the incident with Pandora's Box. Jacob was now 21 and part of the local police force, as seen by the uniform. Katherine was now 18, wearing a blue shirt, leather jacket, and denim jeans, and was in her final year of high school. Clarissa was 16 now, and she was about to enter her third year of high school, wearing a pink shirt with a blue jacket and shorts. Maxwell Franklin Junior was now ten years old and in elementary school, wearing all green. His mother was now in her forties in a business uniform: a white dress with a blue tie. His entire family has changed since the incident, mostly Tobias.

As he ate his breakfast, his mother asked, "How'd you sleep, Sweetie?"

"Like a restless zombie, Mom," Tobias answered as he looked up at the Tv, seeing some important people giving a speech about Pandora's Box.

"Research on Pandora's Box is a slow process, but the Eastern Division's Institute of Advanced Matter Physics are slowly making progress with what it's capable of."

"Ha! What it's capable of is tearing the world apart," Katherine proclaimed.

"I agree, if NASA hadn't found that thing, that giant wall wouldn't have appeared!" Jacob exclaimed as gestured out the window with his fork.

The Sky Wall; the very construct that emerged from the ground when Pandora's Box was activated. The entire wall was made to an impossible length in three directions, extending from Chico, California, to the coordinates on the opposite side of the world. Since then, the planet was divided into three regions, each with its own capital and responsibilities: Terraform City in the North Division which focused on repairing social welfare, Seafront City in the West Division, focusing on repairing the world's economy, and Tobias' home, Skyline City in the East Division, the part of the world which maintains pacifism. The world was now divided and difference of opinion drove the three sides further apart. Tobias couldn't help but partially agree with his brother and sister.

"Not to mention, that stranger from the Sky Wall Disaster," He added, "I don't know what possessed him to touch Pandora's Box."

"Well, he better pray to God that I don't catch him," Jacob seethed in anger before a timer went off. He looked down to his wrist and saw watch was beeping, "And my dayjob beckons."

Jacob stood up from his seat and grabbed his police hat from the hat rack. Before he could walk out the door, his mother approached him and kissed his cheek.

"Go get 'em, sweetie," Maria whispered in his ear, "And, please, be careful."

"Always am, Mom," Jacob opened the door to head out, "See you tonight, guys."

"See ya!" Jacobs siblings answered.

"Hey, Mom, who was the man who touched the Box?" Maxwell asked.

"I… I don't know, sweetie," She hesitated to answer.

"Oh, okay," The youngest boy smiled before going upstairs, probably to get ready for school.

'Ah, Max, it's a good thing you're cute,' Tobias though with a smirk before finishing his breakfast, "Race you guys to school?"

"Oh, your on, little bro," Katherine said as the two stood up, grabbed their bags and backpacks before running out the door, leaving Clarissa behind.

"Hey! Wait for me!" Clarissa said before saving her breakfast with her mouth before grabbing her backpack and following them, passing her mother on the way out.

"Be careful, kids, and don't get into any trouble!" Maria called out them, unsure if they heard her or not. The three kids were now running off to their school, with Tobias in second place behind Katherine. Little did the boy know he was being watched by someone in the shadows.

A dark figure in a nearby alley watched Tobias and his sisters run to school, and with an dark smirk under a scarf, he seethed.

"You're getting wrapped up too far into our plans, Tobias… very too far…"


Author's Notes: Hey guys, this Fanficmaster2.0 speaking! Sorry for being inactive for so long, but I've been contemplating, mostly about a new story series I'm making. It's called the OC Kamen Rider Crossover Series-I got an idea similar to how Striberx made his Kamen Rider-My Hero Academia crossover. I know I'm not exactly going chronologically here, given that Build is the latest Rider. But hey, can't blame me for liking Build. Anyway, I've already made ideas for crossovers with different Kamen Rider seasons and various Tv shows, anime and cartoons, except for OOO. So if you can, please give me some ideas. That's all for see you next time!