Transformers: The Legends of the Primes

So this is another 'suddenly think it and write it' situation. Like my Land Before Time story this story will only go as far as what is now posted. Until I finish The Caretaker this story will be shelved for the time.

Now, I'm not one for Pokemon. Never got into it. But like dinosaurs it's on my mind and I gotta do something. So I'm crossing over with the Transformers Cybertron games (War for/Fall of Cybertron, Rise of the Dark Spark) because I know this side a lot better than pokemon. I will mostly go in the direction away from the whole classification and attacks and etc. This is mostly focused on the transformers, hence why its name is first.

This story focuses on Optimus Prime right at the end of FoC. And will show moments of him being OOC. Merely because, well, you're about to see. He does also get a few special things, such as his famous Axe, and more along with things from Transformers Prime and other TF universes. Some 'powers' that will later be given and explained.

~Prologue~

Chapter I: The Falling Spark

In the skies high above a metallic world, known as Cybertron, what would be known as the greatest tide turning event in the great war that for thousands of years could not end was in full force.

High in the sky, a black hole like rip in space and time spiralled with a radiant orange glow. Two masses both locked together in battle flying straight towards it.

The large orange ship, known as The Ark, was taking severe bombarded from the dark purple and black ship, the Nemesis, as the latter attempted to destroy the former before it could reach the portal.

The Autobots, defenders of freedom for all, we're pulling every gun they had out to take down the the ruthless Decepticons from killing there once brothers turned enemies. Near the back of the Ark, a massive blue explosion shakes the whole ship, as the towering form of Bruticus falls off the ship and falls back to the planet below. On the center rear engine propelling the ship, two robots were locked in a heated dual.

One, nearly 28 feet tall, dressed in a shining red and blue color that shined in the light of the nearest star that covered a completely metal body, with gashes in several areas, wires between joints sparking, the windows that on each side of his chest shattered with a hole spewing blue liquid on his side, and electric blue eyes full of anger, Optimus Prime slowly stood up from his position. With a massive sword cutting into his palm as he caught the blade mid swing bent on finishing him off.

On the other end of said blade, a menacing form that all on Cybertron had grown to fear was locked in the hold of ending his long time arch enemy. Rebuilt in his more powerful body, a large pointed chest with the purple insignia of his fiction, with spikes littering his body that all glowed a deadly purple with a massive cannon on his right arm, Megatron roared out as he tried applying more force to cut through the last Prime with his red eyes flashing in pure rage.

But in a swift act of pure strength, the Autobot leader delivers a powerful upper cut to the Decepticon warlord. Sending him flying over the ship onto the right side wing. Launching himself over the massive haul a pole slid from his arm into his grasp. Suddenly transforming into a massive sword as he went to bring it down on the Decepticon to end this. But Megatron was quick, rolling away as the Prime sliced into the ship's metal.

In a swift move Megatron engages Optimus. Swords clashing in a shower of sparks as they scraped passed each other. Delivering a swift upper slice a massive gash forms across Megatron's chest armour. Becoming dazed Optimus takes the opportunity to charge him. Grabbing his torso and running as fast as he could and right into a ledge. Dropping him as hard as possible and began beating his sides in. After 10 punches each, he grabs him by the shoulder joints and smashed his head in. Lifting him over in a fit of rage he tosses the warlord onto the other side of the area.

Regaining his strength, Megatron stabs the floor stopping his movement. Looking up to see Prime walking at him, he quickly acts out a plan. A EMP grenade suddenly flies out from his back at Optimus; blinding him as his mind filled with static and eyes full of haze. Transforming into his massive tank form, he fires a whole 6 shot clip at his foe. Drawing his shield out Optimus braces for impact. Feeling most of the shots sail by because of the ship constantly moving but feel 2 of them hit both his shield and leg.

Hissing in pain under his battle mask he looks to see a chunk of his blue armour gone all the way to his protoform that began bleeding energon. But as he analyzed his injury, Megatron drove forward in full charge transforming and tackling Prime to the ground. Standing over top of him Megatron used his cannon arm to deliver hard single punches to the Prime's head. Using his shield the Autobot tries to knock the warlord off but not before having the titan's massive gun collide with his head.

Just as both bots began to getting back to their feet, the whole ship suddenly jolted as explosions rocked the ship as parts everywhere were ripped off and sucked into the portal.

Once the initial hit subsided, the two mechs faced each other again. Acting on pure adrenaline Optimus dashes forward transforming into his vehicle mode. Its shape making him look like a rolling fist on wheels as his 6 smokestacks erupted in fire as his rear thrusters burned brightly. Launching him in a blast of energy as he raced at Megatron. Not having enough time to react the bot takes a direct hit as he flies backwards. Optimus quickly transforming and slashing his sword. In one lucky hit however, in his last downward swing, Megatron went to block the hit but misjudged his angle. Feeling the Prime's blade cut through his arm joint as he felt his cannon and arm now hang uselessly by his side.

In shock by this, the Decepticon roars in anger as he uses his sword's handle to back hand Prime. Delivering a strong kick and punch to the head as he made Prime push back. Optimus tried blocking the best he could. Using his shield as much as possible that proved to be fruitless. Just as he goes to try and bring his own attack, activating his signature weapon, the Path Blaster, out of his decent size weapon arsenal. He prepared to empty his whole clip till the massive explosive round hit its mark.

Then the ship shakes again. This time even more violent as more parts flew passed them. Stumbling to regain his footing from the beating before hand, he failed to see Megatron run up behind he with his sword out.

In the sound of metal and circuitry being destroyed from an invading force, Optimus let out a cry of pain as he saw nearly all of Megatron's blade sticking clean through his chest. Satisfied by seeing and hearing his enemy cry out, Megatron regrips his handle and swiftly yanks it free. The gray and purple blade now covered in a blue smear of energon as the liquid gushed from Optimus Prime's chest.

Just as he was about to make his victory speech, and shockwave rocked the Ark making both cybertronians fall. Upon realizing they were much closer to the space bridge portal, the unstable vortex was clear.

"No! The Portal!" Megatron yelled looking up.

"The vortex is tearing the ship apart!" Optimus yelled as he tried to stand but was forced back by the wind. Falling to the ground as he held onto a edge in the metal that made the great big red Autobot symbol. Suddenly he saw Megatron holding to the same piece of metal before trying to knock Prime off with a punch from his broken arm.

Quickly recovering Optimus uses his good leg to kick Megatron's torso as he fell back. Flipping once before latching back on.

"Nooooooooo! I will not be denied!" he started crawling his way back up. Hellbent on taking the Autobot leader with him. He tries grabbing his leg, but one jolt causes him to fully lose his grip and fly into the abyss.

Optimus barely noticed as he too moments later was ripped from the ship. Sent tumbling through space as he felt his body be impacted by parts from both ships. He saw the Ark tilt, the rear coming forward sending the ship into an uncontrolled barrel roll. The Nemesis tried to pull away but was backsided by the Autobot ship as it turned broadsided.

As they all got pulled into the vortex, all that Optimus could do was watch as the darkness consumed his eyesight as the sounds of a massive explosion causes his audio receptors to over load and make him faint.

(Play: The Humbling River by Puscifer)

Fire.

Falling.

Pain.

So much information whirled itself around Optimus's mind. His optics refusing to fully open as he felt the unbearable heat chip away at his chassis as his famous red and blue colors took on a blackened charred like state. Bits and pieces of armour that was damaged during combat flapped and warped in the wind as they eventually broke off and disintegrated into dust.

His spark, nearly snuffed out by Megatron's blade, ached heavily as the Matrix of Leadership attempted to keep the one cybertronian that after so many years was worthy to carry it alive. But despite its great power, the vessel that carried the spark of Primus wasn't enough to keep its last descendent whole.

Optimus could feel it too. He knew that the dual would undoubtedly determine if the Autobots or the Decepticon had won. But he knew it in his spark he would not to see that day. Already he felt his very essence drifting away from his body to the Allspark. His thoughts falling upon his close friends. Ratchet, Ironhide, Jazz, Sideswipe, Jetfire, Arcee, Ultra Magnus, Warpath.

Bumblebee.

He prayed to Primus that he still functioned. His sacrifice to block the shot from Megatron made him feel part of his spark was just destroyed. All he saw was right when Megatron was sent flying from his punch Ironhide and 3 Auto Troopers getting through the debris and running at him as he jumped to go after Megatron. But now he didn't know if the hundreds of Autobots on The Ark had survived the ordeal. After all these years, Optimus always thought about how he would become one with all. Now he knew, and he was ready. He accepted his fate.

Feeling his body twist around so that his chest took the brunt of the fall, he forcefully made his blue optics, one with cracks going across that made his vision briefly blurry, through the fire that was engulfing his body, he could see where his final resting place would be.

What he saw made his mind and spark echo in amazement. The world before him was so much different than Cybertron or even its two moons. It was mostly blue, with patches of green that covered the vast sphere. Some even disappearing under beautiful masses of white clouds. Unlike the smoke and toxic fog that would cover his home world.

But soon the intensity of the gravity pulling him quickly made it too much for the Prime to handle as the flames soon covered his entire body. Slowly he closed his optics, letting gravity bring him closer to the ground. With one final thought, Optimus Prime opened his arms as if to welcome a embrace.

'Till All Are One…'

In a part completely cut off part of the world, where reality is controlled by the beings of higher power, what cybertronians would call Primus, the habitations of the world would call God, a equine figure stood at the top of a throne like chair. Watching as a model of the world before it slowly turned by.

Its body comprised of a pure white coat with a dark gray underside that covered its underbelly up the front side of its neck that had 5 ridges. Two such gray areas where its mane and tail was that both one single pieces of its being gently swayed back and forth. Leading up from its mane two horn-ear like spikes stopped the gray as the white part moved forward with a tiny piece of gold material in the center of its forehead. Its facial area slanted back as another dark gray patch covered its face with 3 lines, one where its practical mouth would be, were shielded away from outside eyes as its eyes, with a clear femme look, bore a green on red iris with green spots near the edges of its cheeks. Its body molded in a slender form with each leg matching its neck in design with more 'gold' pieces dawning on its forelegs. The most significant, and more noticeable part, would be the massive split, gold gear that connected with its abdomen.

This magnificent, elegant, shining light of a holy figure, was the creator and literal God among the world it formed; Arceus.

The God had been watching over the planet for the past 10 hours now. Though here, in the Hall of Origins, time as such worked differently. The situation on the world was peaceful. Any conflict that could be considered major was swiftly dealt with by the Legendaries that maintained the balance. For it was Arceus's job as its creator to make sure it's world was as it is.

But this only made the immortal being let out a quiet sigh of one thing: Boredom.

Since its awakening by the human child, Arceus spent a good amount of time fixing up the mess the world was. And after what would be 110 years from that day, the world didn't seem to need the eternal being anymore.

"My Mistress," a deep voice called before it. Shifting its gaze from the display, she looked down to see 3 other beings before her. The center one, a light pink and white titan that was the clear display of strength, Palka, stood between another equine like being whose body almost resembled like it was covered in two shades of blue crystal with its focus up to its creator with a collected manner, Dialga stood by her sister. The third being, a massive dragon like being mostly a golden brown color stood on 6 massive legs as its chest was slightly puffed out. Massive black wings hugged closely to its body as it wore what would be a helmet that covered part most of its head. All over its body wraps of gold covered its legs and torso with strips of black and red running across its neck. Giratina stood almost as if a statute had taken his place as the only notable appearance of life was its chest slowly going up and down.

"Something troubles you?" Palkia asked.

Arceus looked down at the Creation Trio with a steady state before closing its eyes. Clearing her mind to think. "It is the fact that for so long now, the world had not truly been threatened by a force that we needed to intervene with. The crime between human or pokemon is a incredible low, organizations originally trying to control our power have been dormant for over 50 years and have yet to cause any form of disturbance."

"So in a word," Giratina spoke, "You're bored that there is nothing that requires us."

"Correct."

Arceus then drifted down from her seat; Flying down to the ground where the first three beings she created stood. The projection of the planet following like a curious child closely behind the legendary as she approached the center of the room. Straight across from the group the massive room, easily the size of a sports stadium if not bigger; at the center was a elevated platform that when Arceus got close enough, the planet zipped by and hovered over the pad before expanding into an even bigger version.

"It is unlike you to simply stay here. By now we expected you to visit just to see what has become of your world." Palkia stated as she walked over beside her 'mother' to gaze at the image.

The others soon joining, "The Disoriented World has had low levels of activity. Even I have grown… sluggish." Giratina said waving a wing. Making the projection steadily spin.

"For you that's normal." Dialga chuckled. But was promptly back handed by her brother's other wing.

The 4 then just stood there. Watching as the planet slowly turned. The image then changed; becoming slightly smaller as the moon materialized beside its in its own orbit. The space around both planetary objects gave way to a black haze that twinkled with distant stars.

While everything would seem fine to everyone. Palkia, however, was focused on checking if everything was in its place. Having to be the physical manifestation of space meant she had to do her job with heavy care. And one thing was completely out of place.

"Look." she pointed to the orange flare heading straight towards the planet. This instantly sparked curiosity and alarm as the burning ball showed no signs of slowing down.

"Can you see what it is?" Arceus asked her child.

Palkia closed her eyes for a moment, focusing her powers over space to try and figure out what the mysterious object falling to earth was. It had mass, just one size bigger than possibly a semi truck. It had a definite energy read out from within the fire ball. What startled her the most was that she felt two different forces.

"Mother, there is something strange about this."

"How so?"

"I can feel a powerful mass of energy residing inside it. It's … unlike anything I have ever truly felt. It is unlike what we… have seen before."

The legendary's words hung in the air like a fowl odor. Those very words were only spoken once. And that was when Mewtwo nearly destroyed a region when someone put a body color dye that made him more pink than Mew herself. This unknown, foreign object was giving off much greater power than such event, and truthfully it frightened them. Arceus herself could not feel what this thing was. It was not of her creation.

"There's something else," Palkia continued. Trying her best to bypass the unexpecting resistance. "It's another energy source. Only it seems… weaker. Like a dying pulse." she finished looking at the image with one thing: Shock.

Instinctively Arceus began formulating a plan. "Freeze it before it gets any closer to the world. We do not want whatever power that is crashing point blank into the surface and cause sudden turmoil."

Knowing who she was exactly speaking about, Dialga stood up straight concentrating a ball of white energy as it soon began to overlap the legendary's own body. On the display the object seemingly stops in its tracks on the way down.

"It is done."

Arceus nodded once. "Summon the others immediately. This is something they all must know of at once."

The three siblings all nodded simultaneously as they all focused a message to the other Legendaries of the world. Speaking of the unknown energy and a visual image of what was up in space. After a brief moment, the message complete and sent, the three siblings and god waited for their arrival.

Dialga, being the embodiment of Time, quietly counted down until the first one showed up. "...3….2….1-"

In what could put a lightning storm to shame, dozens of flashes of light appeared all over the room. Legendary Pokemon of all kinds, ranging some child sized to almost walking mini mountains filled the room. Chatter over everyone asking what's going on, why are they here and one saying they forgot something.

"My children." The God Pokemon said in a commanding voice. Not a shout, more like a sentence after clearing one's throat. But it was enough to cause everyone in the room to fall silent. "I have summoned you all here for a newly developed matter. One that is falling towards our home."

There was a mutter of what it could be. Bowing her head slightly a gold orb began to form above Arceus's head as it shot a tiny beam at the still image. Raising her right leg she made a lowering motion; the act causing the raised platform to sink flush into the marble floor as the planet faded out. Letting the still image to become bigger.

"To avoid human interference, we shall be teleporting it here for us to determine what it is." At that everyone, including the 4, took a cautious step back. Looking back Arceus looked to Palkia, "You may begin."

Nodding once the legendary closed her eyes as a orb of pink energy began building in front of her face. Aiming it to the image it fires its own little beam as Arceus let go of hers. The image then slowly begins taking on the same coloration.

Just above orbit, the damaged body of the last Prime had halted his gradual descent to crashing down.

The sudden drop in speed letting the flames around him to subside substantially as his armour sizzled. But despite him stopping without his body suddenly exploding in tiny parts, Optimus could barely feel any part of his body still whole. The numbing sensation overriding command his processor yelled out for parts to function. Even his optics refused to open in fear of just the slightest shift would cause more damage. But Prime could feel his body as a whole. He now felt himself slowly spinning about, drifting now in the vacuum of space.

He silently prayed to Primus, hoping that something would happen to him. Anything really. But the one thing he still hold more than his own survival was to know if the others survived the space bridge. He knew the Ark would be extremely damaged, chances of flying again dropped when the fuel lines were destroyed. He prayed, that whatever happened to his body, that the Matrix of Leadership continued to shine brightly as a symbol to anyone that their home was still alive.

Little did Optimus Prime know, his prayer was heard. In a haze of light, his body from the bottom of his foot up his legs, over his chest and head was covered in a pinkish-purple energy. Prime knew something was happening, he could feel the warm that unlike the burning he experienced moments ago, this warmth was much more welcoming and soothing to his body and spark. Gradually he felt himself warp and compress. As if something was gently squeezing him.

This thought, however, was cut short, when he felt himself literally becoming inside out and back again as the energy was suddenly replaced by a stillness in the air and his body falling a short but yet mighty distance impacting a hard surface underneath.

Everyone was shocked beyond what they weren't prepared for. They expected something, but this was something.

Arceus, Palkia, Dialga and Giratina were equally surprised by the massive form that laid in the middle of the hall. Everyone instinctively stepping back as sparks shot out from various areas heavily damaged. The barely visible but yet clear colors of red and blue were burned to a rusty crisp as in some open areas liquids, mostly blue and even others that they could tell was oil and others started to leak out. Forming a massive puddle underneath as it slowly expanded. The first to get close enough to touch it was the hyperactive, jet like pokemon that had a mostly red body with white, thin, small arms, and two massive wings as it flew up to the head of the robot.

"Wow… I've never seen anything like this before." Latias said hovering around it.

"None of us have, little one." Arceus stepped forward. Her gaze at the other pokemon being enough to tell her to move away.

Stepping closer to the giant, the god got her first real look at the being before her. Noting the extensive amount of damage the clear details of arms, hands, legs, feet and so on were there. But what slightly confused her was the head; it was blue like the legs, but had two thick horns that pointed straight up with a third being flat and on top of the forehead. Two black spots showing that its eyes were closed as the rest of its face was covered by a silver mask, much like hers, showed no sign of a mouth.

The Legendaries had all seen what robotics could be, Team Rocket was one group that never learned its lesson about better technology. Though even though it's been over a century, human technology was on a scale on 3 out of 10 more advanced than it was 110 years ago. Humanity relying on pokemon so much was the most obvious factor in why.

But this was not human technology. Elemental Pokemon scanning over its body found very little common elements while everything else was different. Hell, even the electricity still running through it was different. It was of alien origin. Something that truly surprised them all.

"There is a great force inside of it." a gray and pink feline like being, Mewtwo, said as he approached the titan. Floating gracefully to the robot's right side as his eyes flickered into a bright pink color.

There was an energy source inside it. It was so much, the legendary thought he would become dust from simply touching a lick of it. It made him even more jealous than ever in his existence. This robot, wherever it came from, was emitting powers beyond what he or the creation trio could behold. Even Arceus herself was a level above him, and now both he and the god was a level under this robot.

Homing in his own powers, which were becoming nothing at this point, he tries to look inside. Bypassing the still hot metal that made its chest, passed the circuitry and to its core. There was two different powers; one was extremely weak. Boarder lining completely fading out. And the other, it was as if you were a inch away from a star. Its own power seeping into the dying source as if to keep it alive.

When his eyes returned to normal, Mewtwo carefully hovered closer to its chest. Avoiding its damaged arm as he floated directly above it; he wanted to find out what the energy was. And seeing as how there was seems in its chest armour, he reached out with one hand to pry it open. But just as his fingers brushed over the red metal, a tiny spark came from one of the openings on its sides.

"Unauthorized Access." A robotic voice (the Teletraan 1 voice) blared out causing everyone to step back. Immediately Mewtwo tensed up and flew back some. Preparing himself for whatever was to happen next.

"Scanning Threat Level."

In a blink of light, its two eyes suddenly spring open in a glow of electric blue. Two small blue beams shot out from both eye,creating a yellow wave of energy as it spun around going over each pokemon who stood absolutely still.

"Threat Level: 0. Activating Emergency Transmission."

The wave suddenly disappears as it then projects a massive image of the robot. At first showing a red face like symbol. One that no legendary present had ever seen before. Swiftly the image transformed into a bipedal figure. A head, arms with broad shoulders, a large chest and thick legs as it became clearer to them all. Soon, they were introduced to a image of a being exactly like, but yet different from the damaged robot before them. The red and blue becoming bright as day as two electric blue eyes opened facing forward towards Arceus's direction.

"To anyone who is receiving this transmission, I am Optimus Prime, Leader of the Autobots..."

So yeah… this is what is to come.

Just going on the record, there is in fact shipping of a non-romantic level. Calling this the Leadshipping ship. Why? Optimus Prime is the leader of the Autobots and reincarnated descendant of the Primes. (He was one of the Original 13) and Arceus is the leader of the Legendaries that maintain and protect the world. (Despite really being stupid at it.)

This will feature some parts of other continuities but will stay in the Aligned Continuity. (Including what The Last Knight holds.) This will bouncy back and forth between continuities, such as one moment being like G1 then suddenly becoming like Age of Extinction.

I hope to only have to do this for 3 to 4 chapters before this will be set aside. Any ideas that you think I should add, please leave it in the reviews as PMing me would be pointless.