AN:
Wolfprime567: So I'll say this plainly, I'm gonna be doing most of this story, but this is a team project to promote each other's work, because each one of usHAS TO WRITE AT LEAST 1 CHAPTER! (Robo helped more than she gives credit for.) ALSO, I want to mention, if you're curious or want to know the story of Blackwolf (my OC), check out the stories on my profile, but I'm only using Blackwolf in this story as a character, nothing that's happened in my stories matters in this one. One last thing, go check out Airreon's and Robo's stories too, both are creative and talented writers who've been awesome since my first days on FanFiction.
Airreon Princess: We decided to post this on my account to increase my overall popularity on this site since Wolf has quite a few more followers than myself and Robo combined. This was a group decision, but I gotta admit that I'm pretty happy with how this whole situation turned out ;) Keep in mind this is an AU!
RoboDiamondDragon09: Hoi, I'm here for. Some reason. :) Welp you're here cause it's Air's account so ye. :D Also note that this is after the events of Transformers Prime, but the Predacons Rising movie is non existent, except for Optimus' death. Also a quick lil thank you to Wolf for starting off with the first chapter :D
DISCLAIMER, WE OWN ONLY OUR OC, ALL RIGHTS GO TO HASBRO
Fifteen years have passed since Megatron was killed. The Autobots thought his death would bring an end to the war...how wrong they were. Only five years following his fall, the remaining Decepticons re-emerged to only spark the war yet again. Blackwolf, the last Prime and leader of the Autobots, in fear of the theory that the Decepticons would attempt to resurrect the fallen Gladiator, has the corpse of Megatron locked away, deep within the vaults of Iacon city.
...but he had acted too late.
xXx
Autobot guards marched in routine outside the ancient vault. It was well past the Garrison's schedule to retire for the night, but these two had been chosen to be the nightwatch.
It was silent, the duo were unaware of anything happening beyond their field of view. One began to feel worried something bad would happen.
He rushed into the vault and activated the garrison alarm. Soon, every soldier, each one a member of the Elite Guard, rushed to their battle stations. Most were annoyed about being woken up this early.
Nonetheless, they all just focused on what they could see before them.
From the darkness, a huge blast broke the sound barrier, crashing against the entrance to the vault.
A group of Decepticon marauders charged from the shadows, they outnumbered the guards three to one.
"Decepticons are attacking the vault, WARN BLACKWOLF!" the commander ordered before charging to meet the Decepticon soldiers in battle.
They fought valiantly, but the Decepticons began to quickly overrun them. One after another, the guards were crushed under the maces of the marauders.
The guard who was sent to warn Iacon soon found himself alone, now the Decepticon soldiers began cornering him.
He growled, knowing his duty to Iacon, and turned back to activate the Iacon alert. The marauders stopped dead in their tracks.
They stepped aside, letting a small, yet menacing femme enter from the gap. She looked blank, emotionless. She had the wings and build of a seeker. Her black and violet painted armor hid her from clear view. Next to her stepped forth a huge, titan of a mech, his teal colored armor showing his large frame in the darkened light.
"Now, all of Iacon knows you're here." he raised his spear and shield.
The femme smirked, her optics were hidden by a solid black visor, only the faint, red glow pierced the glass.
"Perfect." she uttered the word, making his metal spine freeze in place.
Moments later, the lone soldier was impaled upon his own spear.
After several long minutes of breaking down the entrance to the vault, they finally entered.
Within the vault, their prize lay sprawled within a metal sarcophagus.
"Come on, it's what we came for." the femme spoke quietly. The mech lifted up the sarcophagus with ease.
Before they even made it out the entrance to the vault, a marauder was caught screaming in fear before a hidden figure impaled him on a sword.
"Psion, I hope you weren't planning on leaving Iacon with the body of that monster." the figure spoke in a deathly serious tone.
From the shadows appeared none other than Blackwolf, his black and gold accented armor shining in the light.
"I thought you'd be too busy dealing with politicians to actually stand in my way." Psion continued to speak silently.
"I have one duty to Cybertron right now and that's to make sure you can't bring back that warmonger." he sheathed his sword and drew his spear.
"Tell me, Wolf...how's Optimus?" Psion smirked.
"You lack the honor to even speak his name! Or did SOUNDWAVE, fail to mention that before being sentenced to the shadow zone?" he sneered, his fangs flaring in the light.
He charged her, his spear pointing towards her, but before the Prime could impale the femme, she activated some kind of weapon. It created a torrent of high frequency sound waves, practically disabling Blackwolf as his mind felt like it was being torn apart.
"Gahhhh!" he roared, gripping his helm in pain.
"Get that corpse to the ship, Riot!" she hissed. The mech quickly carried the sarcophagus away. While allowing her soldiers to escape while assaulting Blackwolf with her weaponized frequencies.
When they made it to their stealth ship, they took off with the body of Megatron on board.
She smirked again before deactivating the weapon. He stood up, relieved the pain had stopped, only for fear to grip his mind upon realizing they had won.
She said nothing before changing into her Cybertronian jet form and taking off after her allies.
The Prime growled before placing the spear on his back.
"Scrap." he sighed.
He opened a comm link to Iacon H.Q.
"Teletraan, link me to Autobot Requiem." he spoke calmly.
"Of course, Blackwolf. Linking your comm channel to Requiem's own." the AI spoke to him.
Moments later, "Hello?", a female voice answered him.
"Requiem, it's Blackwolf, remember when I asked you to make a list of dossiers?" he asked the femme over the comm.
"Yes, briefly at least, why?" she asked him.
"I'm gonna need a good team...because the war just became...complicated." he sighed before closing the comm link.
(Kaon, Cybertron)
Upon their return to Kaon, the Decepticon army rejoiced that the body of their fallen leader had been recovered.
Psion landed at the entrance to the Decepticon headquarters, instantly she was greeted by a stoic mech, his regal, red painted armor shined proudly in the light of Kaon.
"Psion, I congratulate you on a successful mission into Iacon. However, when will we make our next move? I'm eager to join you." he led her through the cheering Decepticon lines.
"Patience, Commander Fortem, you'll get your chance soon. But first, gather Vex, Arcanus and Riot. We have a serious matter to discuss together." she kept walking at her slow pace as the mech jogged off to gather the mechs and femme she had requested.
xXx
Psion waited patiently for the commander to return. Fortunately for her, Fortem soon appeared with her requested company.
He bowed politely and went to her side, as did Riot, who had already proved his loyalty to the cause at the vault.
A mech, similar in size to Fortem, bar his solid black paint, stepped forward. He bowed graciously before their leader.
"You are Arcanus? I've heard many things about you, doctor." he could barely be called a doctor if not for his medical knowledge, otherwise he'd be labeled as 'insane'. He was revered for his gruesome torture methods against Autobots. He always left a gory mess when he went to work.
"Yes, my lady, while I've done many things for the Decepticons, my accomplishments pale in comparison to yours. Impressive…" he smirked, she could already tell he was crazy. Shockwave had taught him well considering who was doing the teaching.
"As you all know, our group will need a medic, you fit the requirements we need. So, I've chosen you to accompany us on our mission." she sighed, wondering if she chose correctly.
"I won't fail you, Lord Psion." he bowed again and backed away from her.
"And you...you're Vex?" she asked the other femme, who only nodded as response.
"Your reputation in our scout leagues precedes you." Fortem commented, Vex smirked.
"Good, we'll need a professional scout for this mission." Vex bowed her head only a bit.
"I live to serve." she said only.
"Prepare the Voyager, the moment our the troops we're taking with us are prepared is when we take off." she turned away from them all, giving everyone time to prepare.
She looked upon their warship as it was being prepped to fly, smirking.
"Lord Megatron will be resurrected."
(Iacon, Autobot H.Q, Cybertron)
"You're certain?" Requiem, a violet and crimson accented femme, a crown of fins atop her helm, placing her class of femme above the smaller ones. She was told she looked somewhat like Elita One, though there were obvious differences, like their color schemes, helm design, and unlike Elita One, Requiem looked much younger.
"I was there when it happened, Requiem; I'm positive." he sighed.
"What's your plan?" she asked him, he shook his helm.
"I'm not saying anything until this team you've put together arrives." he sighed, she nodded in an understanding manner.
"Autobot Blackwolf, three individual Iaconians have arrived, shall I let them enter?" Teletraan One asked politely.
"Yes. Thank you Teletraan." he signaled the A.I off upon the door to H.Q opening.
"These are the dossiers you chose?" he asked his second in command, who nodded.
Among the three Cybertronians, there was a single femme and two mechs. The first mech was a huge, titan. He was mostly navy blue with some light, almost gray, blue accents across his frame. He looked like a blue remake of Warpath, the only difference between the two was that this mech had no visor over his optics.
The mech was very strange from the other, he was leanly built, the build of an obvious arial bot. He was mostly dark, almost black, gray across his body along with aqua colored stripes. He looked VERY similar to Blastoff, despite the color difference and his smaller frame. The two things Blackwolf noticed were the dual sheathes on the mech's back, containing swords, and the red optics hidden behind the solid black visor on his faceplate.
The femme looked a lot like Strongarm, except she wasn't as tall or bulky, she was mostly neon, almost yellow, green and yellow accents. Her optics were dark green. She looked very nervous.
He looked to the larger mech first.
"You, step forward, then state your name and rank." the large mech complied and stood before the Prime.
"My name is Dreadnought, defender." he looked calm, collected, unlike the femme.
"Dreadnought…? The same one who repelled a Decepticon battalion in their most recent skirmish?" he asked, Dreadnought chuckled a bit.
"Yeah, I'll never say it was an easy fight, but I had to hold that point. I wouldn't risk our flank that day." he spoke calmly, Blackwolf could tell this mech would be valuable.
He then looked to the smaller mech, who now stepped up.
"Darkwing, scout and assassin." the aerial bot spoke without a hint of fear.
"Darkwing...that name sounds familiar...very familiar. Where have I heard of you before?" he asked aloud.
"...Blackwolf?" Requiem asked him.
"Hmm-oh, yes Requiem?" he answered her.
"I believe this mech, if the logs are correct, is the brother to Psion." this caused his optics to widen.
"I see...well, Darkwing, will fighting your sibling, be a problem?" he asked the smaller mech, who shook his helm.
"Me and my sister share only the same energon. That's all we share though." he didn't falter or hesitate.
"Very well." he sighed, hating the division war could cause, even for siblings.
"And you femme?" he looked at her, which seemed to startle her.
"I...well, uhmmm…" she stuttered, Blackwolf raised a metal brow.
"Femme!" Requiem got her attention.
"Calm yourself, then speak." that seemed to help as the nervous femme seemed to relax a bit.
"Z-Zodiac, medic." she avoided eye contact.
"Zodiac? You alone saved the lives of twenty-three soldiers in critical condition with almost no resources. I commend you for your service to Iacon." she said nothing but a blue blush appeared on her face before looking away.
"Well, before I explain our mission, welcome to Wolf Team." he smiled, they all looked shocked but ecstatic.
(Kaon, Cybertron)
The Voyager was still being prepared, but Psion had a public announcement to make for the Decepticons.
She waited until all monitors or devices in Kaon were projecting her.
"Decepticons, many generations have we fought to free the universe from the lies of freedom, peace...those who have free will can't be allowed to act without rule. With the corpse of our fallen leader, Megatron, all we need now is the lifeblood of Unicron...and there's the only world that such a force could exist: Earth."
"The human race sits upon the very thing that will bring our glorious leader back to us. With the ship, soldiers, and team I have formed, the Decepticons will pay Earth a visit. This day marks the beginning of our renaissance; the holocaust of tyranny!" she growled before the signal was closed.
Fortem and the others looked astonishedly at their leader's skill in public speech.
"Prepare yourselves, we leave soon." she sighed, retiring for the night.
(Iacon, Cybertron)
Blackwolf looked as he was streamed all across Iacon, not just the huge crowd gathered before him.
"Today's a dark day for Iacon. The Decepticons, under the cover of dark, stole that which we fear most: the corpse of Megatron. I'll depart for Earth with a small but talented team of Autobots. Alone we will attempt to prevent Psion from finding the last reserve of dark energon." he sighed
"Don't lose hope though, remember that Optimus would want us to persevere through this. Never let times like these divide us. United we stand, divided we fall...No matter the outcome of this war we will make sure that we do not fall." he let the stream end before looking to a soldier.
"Take an order to the space bridge, tell them to prepare a portal to Earth." he ordered, the soldier bowed before taking his orders to the space bridge operators.
AN:
Wolfprime567: So I'm excited to see how this turns out, gonna make Air and Robo help a lot during the making of this story so RIP the both of them. XD
Airreon Princess: So that's chapter 1 for ya folks! Be sure to give this story some love (review XD)! Also check out Wolf and Robo's accounts! They're both amazing! Until next time!
RoboDiamondDragon09: Okay i'ma say Wolf did a 10/10 job on this chapter ;) Super excited to see how all of us continue this fic. Till then, cya in the next chapter folks! :D
