Transformers VG
Chapter 1
Deep in space, a planet known as Cybertron found itself consumed by the rage of war. The citizens known simply as Cybertonians found themselves constantly fighting and slaughtering each other; all for a conflict that has lasted for eons. A conflict that had split the Cybertronians into two equal sides; the ones who value tyranny calling themselves the Decepticons, and the ones who valued freedom calling themselves the Autobots. The leader of the Autobots let out a tired sigh as his blue optics focused on the wreckage that had once been his beautiful and peaceful home. He was full-grown mech that had blue boots and servos, white legs, red chestplates and arms, a black metal mustache, and a blue helm shaped much like a cap with two tall antennae on the sides of it.
The mech had continued silently to stare at devastated landscape until he felt a small and delicate servo lay on his shoulder.
"Mario Prime?" a sweet and kind voice asked.
Mario turned to be greeted with a femme that had pink armor over her chest and arms, white legs and midriff, red plating around her hips, red boots, a pink helm with two silver antennae, and yellow metallic hair. He could see the worry and fear painted in the femme's blue optics that remained focused on him. Very slowly her mustered up a kind smile and rested his servo on top of the femme's.
"Don't worry, Peach-One. I was just giving myself time to think a few things over." he insured as to not cause her any distress.
Peach formed her pink lips into a firm frown; she was having a hard time believing the Prime before her. She knew that the only things he was thinking about was the war raged against the one Cybertronian he once thought of as a friend, the leader of the Decepticons known as Bowsertron.
"So what exactly are you planning to do this time?" she asked.
Mario shuttered his optics as his servo slightly clenched around Peach's before answering "I noticed that the longer this war against the Decpticons has continued on, the more Cybertron itself suffers. Sometimes I can almost swear I can feel Primus himself crying out for his people as they continue to pay the price. We're running low on energon and if nothing is done soon, then it may be the end of Cybertron itself. As hard as it may be, I have no choice but to send out a team in hopes of finding a new source of energy to hopefully save this dying planet."
The pink femme felt her spark ache upon hearing this. She didn't need any words to know that the red and blue mech planned to go with the search team as his duty as a Prime. She released a shaky exhale from her air vents before placing her servos on the sides of Mario's helm, prompting him to reactivate his optics. Without a word she titled his helm where the top of it gently rested against her own.
"I will do all I can for Cybertron while you are gone, I'll be sure to relay the news to Zeldia. Just promise me that one orn that you'll return to me in one piece." Peach said in a brave tone, knowing that Mario was doing what was best for Cybertron.
"I can't make any promises but I will do my best." the Prime replied with a comforting smile.
And without a word he gently pulled his helm out of the femme's servos and walked away, knowing there was no turning back from his plan.
Back at the Autobot base, two mechs panted and constantly took in air through their vents to cool down their engines. They had both returned from a recon mission to locate any sources of energon remaining on Cybertron but instead ended up barely escaping a Decepticon attack.
"My, that was quite a close one, Luigibee. For a nanoklik I thought the both of us would end up becoming one with the All Spark." a white mech wearing large glasses over his optics, two fins on the sides of his gray helm that flashed blue whenever he talked, gray servos and boots, and green and red stripes painted on his chest commented.
The one known as Luigibee who was a small yellow mech with black legs, arms, and servos, a black metal mustache, and a yellow helm with two small horns on the side of it nodded in agreement.
But before they could say anything else the sound of loud clanging footsteps smashing against the floor reached their audios. They both turned their heads to see the sight of a red femme with what looked like a yellow tape player on her chest, two black metal tentacles with pink spots flowing out from the bottom of her red helm, and black legs and boots running toward them.
Her engine constantly revved as she dashed up to the two mechs with concern filling her gold optics. She came to a screeching stop in front of them and unleashed a loud blast of air from her vents as her overheated engine began to start cooling down.
"Wheelegad, did you see any sign of my cousin out there?" she asked.
The white mech shook his head before replying "I'm sorry Calliester, but I saw no sign of Marible. I know you and your grandpa Cuffer have been worried ever since she was taken by the Decepticons."
Calliester's servos formed into two firm fists as her sharp denta clenched tightly together. Marible was like a sister to her and she never forgot the sight of the purple femme screaming for her as she was dragged away by a blue armored Decepticon.
"So I'm guessing you guys weren't so successful with your recon mission either?" a scratchy sounding voice spoke up.
The trio turned to see a mech with white chest plates, legs, and gauntlets, black boots, arms, servos, a black helm with two short antennae on the sides, a large black lower jaw that was jagged and pointed, and a blue visor with a large crack over his broken left optic leaning against a wall with his arms firmly crossed.
"Wait, so you didn't find any energon sources either, Jazzden?" Luigibee asked with a frown.
"The north side of Cybertron is blacker than the inside of a drive shaft." Jazzden replied in a stern tone.
The group fell silent upon this news, nothing but worries filling their thought processors. Without any energon not only would they cease to exist but so would the Decepticons and it would be the end for all life on Cybertron. But their worries immediately vanished when they saw their leader approaching Jazzden, hoping that he would have good news to light the bleak situation they had found themselves in. But unfortunately much to their disappointment Mario only wanted the white mech to talk with him and two other mechs known as Espiowl and Trailston privately.
Jazzden nodded his head in agreement before following the red and blue mech. But unaware to anyone, hidden in the shadow near the roof was a black and red duck-like robot with glowing red optics.
"Leave Cybertron, Mario Prime, have your logic circuits fried?!" a mech that looked like an anthromorphic chameleon with a yellow horn, a black helm with a gold brow, black chestplates, arms, and boots, brown legs, gold servos, and a blue visor over his gold optics exclaimed both in shock and anger.
Mario had Jazzden and two other mechs gathered in a meeting room so he could discuss his plan to send out a search team for energy. The Prime said nothing as the black and gold mech continued glaring at him. He knew no one would be fond of the idea of leaving their planet but they had ran out of options a long time ago and needed to act or otherwise they would all be joining the All Spark.
Finally after a few seconds of silence Mario finally spoke up "I understand your concerns, Espiowl, but I have taken time to think it over and it's clear this is the only hope left for Cybertron."
"But to leave Cybertron when the Decepticons still have control over many of the areas? It would feel like we're abandoning our people." a black mech designed like a large gorilla with black armor, white arms and legs, black servos and boots, and a blue visor over his brown optics stated.
"If we don't get energon, Trailston, then it will not matter how much the Decepticons have conquered, without energon we'll all perish because of this Matrix forsaken war!" the Prime instantly answered in a stern yet angry tone as his servos tightly clenched into fists.
The three mechs remained silent as they processed their leader's words. They were truly trapped in a corner thanks to the Decepticons and if they continued to fight the war it would only be the equivalent of offlining themselves.
Espiowl unleashed a loud blast of air out of his vents out a frustration before agreeing that to send out a team in hopes of finding a new source of energy to save the dying planet.
The black and red robot duck who had silently been watching them flew out of the room without being noticed. It kept flying until it landed of the arm of a mech designed to look like a crocodile with blue armor covering his whole torso, gray legs and arms, blue servos and boots, a yellow tape player on his chest, a blue helm with two antennae and a red visor over his gold optics. The robotic duck transformed into a cassette before the blue mech's tape player opened up and flew inside it.
The mech smirked as the door to his tape player closed and the recording of the meeting played on his visor.
"Good job, Laserduck." he complimented as the recording finished, "Lord Bowsertron will be very pleased with this news."
Without another word, the blue mech took off, flying silently through the air.
Meanwhile a few miles from the Autobot base lay none other than the Decepticon base. Two space jets landed on the runway before transforming into a mech and a femme. The femme had gray chestplates, blue legs, arms, and boots, black gauntlets and servos, two giant blue wings attached to her back, and finally a black helm with two curved purple horns pointing toward the back of it. The mech had gray chestplates, black legs, arms, and boots, purple gauntlets and servos, two giant black wings, and a black helm with two curved red and black horns.
"I can't believe you caused me to missed, Thundernights!" the black mech hissed in anger, "I could have offlined those two pipsqueaks!"
"That's exactly why I smashed into you to make you miss, Skyreala." Thundernights replied in a bitter tone, "We can win this war without putting energon on our servos."
Skyreala let out a dark and cold chuckle as his icy blue optics glared at the femme before him. He knew that she valued all life on Cybertron and tried to avoid offlining Autobots as much as she could but when she was forced to she felt extreme guilt from it.
"Well if you didn't want energon on your servos then perhaps you shouldn't have sworn your loyalty to the Decepticons." he commented with a sly smirk.
Thundernights snarled in anger before jabbing her digit at his chestplates and yelling "You know very much as I that I would have joined the Autobots in a spark pulse if it weren't for your existence! Someone has to keep you on a leash to prevent the least amount of spilt energon as possible and I know Lord Bowsertron isn't going to hold you back."
But the two Decepticons arguing was cut short when they saw the sight of a blue mech flying toward them.
The blue mech barely glanced at the two Decepticons staring at him once he landed; his only concern was meeting with his leader. Not wanting to waste any time he quickly entered the base's elevator and traveled to the top floor. Once the door slid open he was greeted by the sight of a large mech designed to look like a large turtle with a spiked green shell, gray armor almost completely over his entire body, black servos and boots, and a grey helm with two tan horns on the sides examining a war map with two other mechs.
Making his presence known the blue mech spoke up "Lord Bowsertron, I have returned from my recon mission."
The gray mech turned around immediately to reveal his razor sharp denta clenched together in a dark and pleased grin.
"Very well, Vectorwave, let's hear it." he said as he gestured out his servo.
Vectorwave nodded his helm before pushing a button on his gauntlet, summoning a small black wire. The blue mech walked over to one of the computer panels and plugged the wire in, prompting the recording of Mario's meeting to play on the computer screen.
Upon hearing the Prime's plan, Bowsertron unleashed an angry and hateful snarl. He couldn't believe the one Cybertronian that he had once considered a close ally was choosing to flee the planet. He believed that the state of Cybertron was none other the Autobots leader's fault since he was convinced that the mech had allowed himself to be corrupted by the planet's government.
The Decepticon leader remained silent for a few moments before finally saying with a confident laugh "So Prime plans to flee, well we mustn't have that. We shall intercept their escape with the Nemesis and there the Autobots shall finally fall."
"Hmph, if I was in charge the Autobots would have fallen eons ago." a mech designed to look like a large frog with red chestplates, gray arms, legs, and boots, blue gauntlets and servos, two large gray wings hooked to his back and a black helm commented with a sneer.
Bowsertron's blood red optics glared at the mech who had spoken up with both hate and disgust. He would have offlined the mech a long time ago if weren't for the fact he valued his clever battle tactics and aerial fighting skills. All he could do was keep his guard up and never give the traitorous mech a chance to extinguish his spark.
"I would keep that mouth shut of yours, Wartscream, unless you want your jaw mangled like how I left that one Autobot's." he threatened with a murderous glint in his optics.
Wartscream silently snarled in anger but chose to obey for his own wellbeing. While he knew that his leader would never dare offline him because of his usefulness; he did know that the Decepticon leader wouldn't hesitate in damaging him to almost an unrepairable state. He could only hope that if he remained patient that eventually the opportunity to rip out his leader's spark would arise and then he would be free to take his place as leader of the Decepticons.
A pleased smirk formed on Bowsertron's face when he saw that he managed to successfully silence the mech. Deciding to get back to the matter at hand, he turned toward a mech that was completely purple except for his servos and legs which were white and he had a purple helm designed like a crown that wrapped around his foreplates and had a single yellow jewel in the center of it.
"Ganonwave, I trust that you'll take care of things in my absence?" the gray mech asked.
Ganonwave nodded before answering "Cybertron shall be exactly how you left it, Lord Bowsertron."
Without another word the Decepticon leader left the room along with Wartscream and Vectorwave, planning to put his plan in action.
Back with the Autobots, Mario Prime was having his search team quickly board their ship know as the Ark. He had a feeling that once the Decepticons got wind of their plan that they would try to stop them. He only hoped that they had enough energon to find their new source of energy because if they ran out while on their search then there was no chance that any of the team would be surviving the journey. He was awakened from his thoughts when he heard a mech with red chestplates and boots, white legs, black servos, and a red helm with two long audio receivers on the sides of it call out how the crew was ready for launch. With haste Mario quickly dashed into the Ark and took his seat.
Seeing everyone was set, Jazzden began flipping the necessary switches, prompting the ship's engines to roar to life. Within a few seconds the rockets activated and the ship blasted off into space.
Mario clenched his servos tightly, still feeling uneasy about leaving the suffering Cybertronians behind. He shuttered his optics as he recalled Peach's promise to him how she would do everything she could for Cybertron in his absence. The Prime only wished for the femme's safety against the Decepticon forces, knowing that he would never forgive himself if something terrible happened to her.
But unfortunately he wasn't able to dwell on his thoughts for long when he heard the red mech shout "Huge problem, Mario! We got Decepticons on our tail!"
Thinking fast Mario commanded "Quick, Ironlink, man the lasers and see if we can scare them off! Jazzden, keep us at full speed, don't let that ship catch us!"
Ironlink ran over to the laser cockpit and began firing at the rapidly approaching Nemesis. But while some of his shots managed to successfully hit the enemy ship, he unfortunately wasn't able to slow its progress. The Nemesis immediately blasted lasers at the Ark, aiming straight at the weapon cockpit. Ironlink yelled in pain as the blast from the opponent's fire knocked him out of his seat and caused energon to start gushing out of his injured shoulder.
Noticing this Mario yelled "Ratchet, quickly tend to Ironlink's wound!"
Ratchet who was a mainly a white mech designed to look like lion-like creature known as a lombax with red lines on his chestplates, boots, a heartbeat monitor line on both of his gauntlets, black servos, and a red brow on his white helm immediately dashed over to the injured red mech.
"Why is it always you I have to treat the most?" Ratchet commented with a smirk before summoning a welding gun from his subspace.
Ironlink chuckled at this before hissing in pain once the medic started to close up his wound.
Taking advantage of the Autobots' loss of weapons, Bowsertron ordered for the Nemesis to attach its boarding cables so that they may go on board to defeat their opponents. It only took a few seconds for black metal cables to burst forth from the Nemesis and smash through the Ark's walls.
Mario clenched his denta as he changed one of his servos into an orange energon axe.
"Everyone get ready, the Decepticons are bringing the fight to us!" he shouted.
All the Autobots readied their weapons, just in time for the deceptions to dash over from the Nemesis to the Ark. Cybertronians on both sides shouted a battle cry as they begin to clash with each other, firing blasters, throwing punches, swords clanging against each other. But amidst the madness Mario found himself standing face to face with none other than the Decepticon leader who had changed one of his servos into a purple spiked chain ball.
"Well it seems your plan to flee has failed, coward." Bowsertron mocked with a dark grin.
The Prime narrowed his optics before replying "I'm no coward, I would never turn my back on Cybertron, not like you have."
The Decepticon leader snarled in anger before lunging himself at his enemy. He managed to slam his entire body into the red and blue mech, knocking his body into the control panel. But by doing this it caused the control panel to get damaged and send the ship on a straight course for a meteor belt. Unfortunately none of the Cybertronians were able to notice until it was too late. Within seconds the two ships were pelted and damaged by the large space rocks, causing them both to rapidly lose power. Both Autobots and Decepticons were knocked and flung around in the rapidly shaking ship, causing them to fall in stasis lock.
Bowsertron yelled out as his head smashed against the damaged control panel and electrocuted him, forcing him in stasis lock as well. The only Cybertronian still functioning was none other than Mario Prime.
Mario grunted and groaned as his servos grabbed ahold of the Ark's controls, trying to desperately regain control. But much to his horror, warning messages flashed in his vision, alerting him to his extremely low power levels. The Prime tried to fight with all his might to remain functioning but his optics was already starting to flicker on and off. Unable to fight against his dropping energy levels, Mario collapsed on the control panel, falling into stasis. But the last thing he saw before his processors shut down was the ship heading on a crash course for a small green and blue planet.