Prologue
Soaring across the stars, a large orange vessel drifted in the vacuum of space as it entered Earth's orbit. During its' entrance, the vessel's presence was soon picked up by the various satellites that it passed through; however, the radiation it emitted kept it from being completely detected, causing the human's who observed it to see it as a meteor about to collide into the Western Hemisphere.
The ship was large and elongated, stretching to about 130 million-miles-long and 8,000-miles-wide, having an orange and silver color scheme, six thrusters on the back, and four wings on the front and back with orbiting stabilizers on both of them; lastly, on the front was a symbol of a red humanoid face with a monotonous expression. It fell into the Earth's atmosphere as the ship began to burn up on impact. Through the heavens, the ship screeched across the midnight sky and swiftly landed onto the barren ground of the Mojave Desert, grazing against the dirt until it finally collided with the mountain range.
"Wheeljack, status report!" ordered a deep, mature voice in a stern, professional tone.
"I'm on it, Prime," Typing the keys in front of a large computer, a slender robot with a face plate and a red, white and green color scheme examined the data that appeared on the blue screen. "According to Teletraan 1, we're somewhere in the Sol System—a remote area in the distant corner of the galaxy," he replied, analytically, with the horns on the sides of his head glowing with every word. On the screen came an image of small, fleshy creatures of different shapes and sizes. "It, also, says that we've landed on the third planet from its' sun, Earth, and it seems to be populated by a race called 'humans'." On the screen came an image of small, fleshy creatures of different shapes and sizes.
"What a very weird race of creatures," commented a short yellow robot, arching an optic as he observed.
Beside him, a large, red robot shrugged his shoulders, retorting, critically, "Eh, Ah've seen weirder things in mah time."
"Even so, Ironhide, Bumblebee, if we are to stay hidden from Decepticon eyes, we must blend in with the humans; also, in doing so, we won't be able to alarm the native populace of our existence, so to not startle them with our presence.
"Well, there is a way to do so," Wheeljack pointed out; turning back to the screen and continued typing. "If we take the form of the Earth vehicles, then we'll be able to blend without the humans noticing our existence."
Nodding his head, Optimus Prime allowed it and, with a tap of a button, activated the ship's scouting probe; a small hatch on the roof of the ship opened, allowing a small, spherical probe with panel wings flew up and hovered over to the nearby populated area. Scanning every suitable vehicle around it, the probe transmitted the data to the ship in a matter of seconds. Suddenly, in the middle of the bridge, a large pod rose out of the floor and the door opened, allowing each one to enter and when they stepped out, the robots were later covered in armor resembling vehicle parts:
For Optimus's Prime, his upper and lower arms were red, while the wires and joints in the middle sector were exposed as he had one exhaust pipe on his shoulders; his lower legs were blue and, like his arms, the torso and upper legs were silver while he had two wheels on the side of his legs and one muffler on both sides of his hips; on his head was a blue helmet with two antennas attached to two spherical bases on the side of his head while his face mouth was covered in a faceplate; lastly, on his chest, he had two windows above while the lower part was covered by a grill.
For Ironhide, his color scheme retained the red and black from before; on the top of his shoulders were wheels with black snow tires and on the back were two red car doors, while on the side of his arms was a missile launcher and a Gatling gun; his chest resembled an upturned front of an SUV with the top vertically open to reveal the red insignia on the ship while the lower area of the chest consisted of windshields and doors; his lower legs resembled the back of an SUV while his upper legs and arms exposed the wires and joints; lastly, his face was gray while his head was covered in a red helm.
For Bumblebee, on his back were four car doors like wings with his upper chest having a yellow color scheme with two vertical lines tracing down as the same insignia was branded on his chest while his lower abdomen were merely windshields; he had yellow armguards and shoulder blades while the upper arm areas exposed the joints and wires; he had yellow and black shin guards with his feet resembling the front headlights and bumper of a car and the upper legs covered in silver while the wires were exposed in the groin area; lastly, he had a white face with the head covered in a yellow helmet with small horns.
For Wheeljack, his shin guards, arm guards, and chest plate had a white red and green color scheme with his joints and wires exposed on his upper arms and legs; on the back of his shoulders, there were a pair of car doors protruding while another pair were attached to his arms; lastly, on his right shoulder was a shock blast cannon and on his mouth was a faceplate with two horns that glowed on the side of his temples.
They were ready for action; just then, a high pitch alarm began emitting from Teletraan 1. Taking immediate action, Wheeljack got back to his seat and questioned: "Teletraan 1, report! What' s going on?!"
"Perimeter breached; incoming unknown forces heading to the Ark's crash site! Arrival in T-minus 30 seconds," Teletraan 1 reported, methodically; they were concerned, fearing the inevitability of being discovered until Prime ordered, "Teletraan 1, activate the cloaking field and remove any trace of our presence, at once."
"As you wish, Optimus," In a matter of seconds, a large force field enveloped around the Ark and, later, the entire ship disappeared into thin air, seemingly erasing it from existence.
Flying over where the Ark used to be, a trio of jets hovered over it and began examining the area. "What the hell!? The dot on the radar is gone!" said one of the pilots.
"Eh, must've been a false alarm; there's no way a large meteor would land here, it could've just burnt up in the atmosphere and our radar must've been picking up the remaining energy signature!" reassured the second pilot, casually.
"Let's head back to base to inform the news," ordered the third pilot; seconds later, the trio of jets flew away from the area and back to base. Once they left, the shield surrounding the Ark was brought down and displayed the Ark in plain sight.
"Thank Primus, they're gone, I was afraid they might never leave," Bumblebee sighed in relief.
Rubbing his faceplate, Prime contemplated and said, "Indeed, but we can't stay like this in the open; we need to find a new base of operations without wasting the ship's Energon reserves on the cloaking field." He turned around and stood at the door as his body began to contort and contract until his body became a red & blue Peterbilt 386 cab truck. "In the mean time, let's scope the area and examine our newfound surroundings; hopefully, we'll find a new base of operations. Autobots, transform and roll out!" after he commanded, the three other autobots complied and did the same: Bumblebee transformed into a custom 2006 Scion xA, Wheeljack transformed into a red, green, and white Ford Mustang, and Ironhide transformed into a red off-road Hummer H2.
The bay doors opened, allowing the Autobots to mobilize, shutting the doors behind them while the ship went back into camouflage mode. Traveling across the desert, Optimus inquired with a hint of concern in his voice, "Wheeljack; what of the other Autobots? They are still in stasis mode and do not possess alt modes equivalent for this world?"
"Don't worry about it, Prime; the probe didn't just upload us with alt modes, it also uploaded the new modes to the crew's stasis pods; so, right when they wake up, they'll be suited and ready for action!" Wheeljack confirmed, explaining every detail to Prime as they cruised on the dirt-filled terrain.
A/N: Hey, everyone, this is Kman134, here, with a new story, "Transformers Deviation". Yeah, i know, I'm back to my Transformers phase, again; so, i decided to use that energy to craft this and if you're wondering if this is going to based on any continuity,the answer is "NO!". this is a transformers universe made up of other continuities, hand-picked and reimagined. not just familiar faces are going to appear, but, also, OCs and etc. Hope you like it and, please, send as many reviews as you like.
Cast List:
Peter Cullen as Optimus Prime: because who wouldn't want him?!
Christopher Swindle as Wheeljack: he does the best Wheeljack; also, i can't think of anyone who can do better.
Johnny Young Bosch as Bumblebee: Better than Will Friedle
Allan Corduner as Ironhide: never heard of him, but was a little impressed.