Alright, I should start things off by explaining why I decided to reboot this story.
You see, I've been looking through some old Transformers: Prime fanfictions, as well as comparing them to my story, and I came to a realization: the son of June Darby will always be the partner of Arcee in Transformers: Prime. It's just how it works in my opinion.
So, I decided to use VindictiveDunc's idea for replacing the main character with myself, so that I would become that person. However, I want to be perfectly clear that the person I replace doesn't cease to exist. They simply become a part of my subconscious. If you have trouble picturing it, watch TeamFourStar Dragon Ball Z Abridged and see how it works with Piccolo, Nail, and Kami. That should give you a very clear idea as to how it works.
Anyway, here's the disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN TRANSFORMERS IN ANY WAY, SHAPE OR FORM! THE GLORIOUSNESS OF TRANSFORMERS BELONGS TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS!
With that out of the way, let's get this show on the road.
Chapter 1: First Ride
Michael's POV:
Location: Jasper, Nevada.
The town of Jasper isn't a big deal; just a quiet little town in the middle of nowhere. There's absolutely nothing interesting about it, really. In fact, I think the people around here sometimes pray for something like an illegal street race, or even a high speed car chase to occur.
Hell, I'd go with putting in a big ass theater to help make this place more interesting, as the only theater this place has is a drive-in about 25 miles out of town.
Yep, sometimes I even wonder why I even bother staying here.
"Michael, get up! You're going to be late!"
'Oh yeah, now I remember.'
With great reluctance, I managed to pull myself out of bed and stretch out all the sleepiness in my body, ruffling my short Auburn hair as I did so. Not wanting to take chances, I threw open the curtains to reveal the sunny Nevada sky. One more thing I can say in Jasper's favor is that the weather is spectacular.
After brushing my teeth, I put on my clothes. Said clothes consist of a white T-shirt underneath a red zip-up hoodie, and a pair of blue pants, finished with a pair of white sneakers with steel toes worked underneath the exterior. What can I say, it helps to be prepared for anything.
Oh, where are my manners? My name is Michael "Darby," and I'm what is known as a Multiverser. Now, for those of you who don't already know, a Multiverser is a human being who is able to wield godlike powers. They are Omnipotent, Omnipresent, and Omniscient. Basically, we're living gods.
Now, we Multiversers generally use our powers to travel to worlds that we believe only exist in television shows, movies, video games, comics, manga and/or books. However, the truth is that these worlds are very real, and we are able to live in them. As well as use our powers to help out in the story (mainly to the great annoyance of the bad guys).
There's only one downside to this deal, as far as I know. Multiversers, once becoming Multiversers, can never return to their home realities. It sucks, to tell you the truth, never being able to see your friends and family again. However, I'm able to make the most of it.
"Well, look who's finally up," an older, feminine voice quipped. Turning around, I found myself facing a woman in her late 30's, with raven hair tied up into a ponytail. She wore green scrubs, covered by a tan jacket. This beautiful woman is my mother, June Darby.
Okay, before we go any further, those of you who are familiar with this show should know that June's son is Jack. Well, there's an explanation for that. You see, I decided to take a page from Duncan's book and travel back to the point where Jack was about to be conceived, and made it so that I was born in Jack's place. That doesn't mean Jack Darby is gone, however. He's still alive, though now he's a part of me. Kinda like a split personality.
And it can get kinda annoying, sometimes.
"Sorry, mom," I said as I finished getting dressed. "Just putting some finishing touches on. After all, looking awesome is an art, and I'm trying to perfect it."
That caused June to shake her head at me. "Well, when you aren't 'perfecting your art,'" she said sarcastically, "you go to school. So eat some breakfast and head on out."
"Yes, ma'am," I replied with a mock salute. After I had some breakfast, I headed on into the garage and grabbed my bike. "So, I'll see you tonight?" I asked as June headed to her van.
"Well, considering I have double shift tonight, I should be home a bit later than usual," she answered. "I left some stuff in the fridge for dinner."
Nodding, I said "Okay then. See you later, mom!"
Smiling warmly, she called out "Try not to get into another fight, Michael! I don't know how many times I can take that Vince kid winding up in the hospital!"
"At least he never went into the Emergency Room!" I called back. With that little joke, June chuckled softly as she drove away. I couldn't help but replay that laugh and her smile in my head, smiling to myself as I biked to school.
{Dude! How many times do I have to tell you, SHE'S OUR MOM!}
Sighing, I thought back 'Good morning to you too, Jack. How was your sleep?'
{Don't give me that! Seriously, it's bad enough I have to spend my time in your head with that jackass of a "brother" Sterling, but I do NOT want to have to deal with you having a crush on our mom!}
'Hey, I can't help it if I think she's attractive!'
{You should've thought about that before you decided to become her son! Seriously, that's just wrong!}
What did I tell you? This deal can get annoying sometimes. 'Look, can we not start off the day talking about the morality of the situation? Seriously, don't you have anything better to do right now?'
{Hey, I don't really have anything better to do while I'm stuck in here except talk with you and the others in here,' my "brother" exclaimed. 'Seriously, at least put in some stuff in here like a theater or something!}
'I'll get on it as soon as possible, Jack,' I thought back. 'Right now, I just want to forget about yesterday.'
Jack grew a bit somber at that. {Look, it wasn't your fault-}
'Yes it was, Jack. I won't try to deny it. I just have to live with it.'
The rest of the day was pretty uneventful. I just spent my time in class, pretty much avoided talking with others if I could help it, and headed to the most boring, demeaning job I've ever had in my Multiverser life:
The K.O. Burger.
With a "kill-me-now" sigh, I said "Welcome to K.O. Drive-In, where every patty's a knock-out. May I take your order?"
"Uh, two super combos, extra fires."
"Coming right up. Anything else?"
"Yeah, some advice: how do I get an awesome job like your's?" the jackass asked sarcastically, breaking out into laughter with his friends. With a devious scowl, I decided to give these guys a little...gift in their food. Which should give them the runs for a few hours.
"Quite easy," I answered. "You either fail at getting other jobs, you fail in school, or you decide to take the job because you're desperate. I figure you're at least one of the three." The laughing died down at that, but before anyone could say anything, I said "Name's Michael Darby, in case you're wondering. Your order comes to $5.59, which I expect you to pay at the window." After hearing my name, the customers quickly paid me, took the food, and sped away like bats out of Hell.
{You know, this is one of the times I'm glad you have a reputation at school.}
"You and me both, Jack," I quietly said with a smirk.
After that, I just passed the time away until my shift ended. Heading outside, I walked into the parking lot where I found a beautiful sight. A blue Kawasaki Ninja 250R motorcycle, with pink highlights that complemented the color scheme. "Whoa," I breathed out. 'She's right on time, and looking as good as ever.'
Ladies and gentlemen, as you my or may not know, that is no mere motorcycle. No, that is a Cybertronian that can transform into a motorcycle. And that is no mere Cybertronian either. That, my good sirs, is Arcee. The smallest of the Autobots, a fierce warrior, and the only female on Team Prime.
And with complete seriousness, her motorcycle form is just as beautiful as her robot form. Sleek, sexy, and not willing to take crap from anyone.
{I have to agree with you there,} Jack agreed. {She really is beautiful.}
Ignoring Jack, I walked up to Arcee as I kept up the act that I didn't know what she really was. "Hello, beautiful. Where have you been all my life?" Running my hands over the leather seats, I could practically feel the energy radiating from her. Unknowingly, I was exerting some of my own energy, which made Arcee's spark tingle with excitement. It was like every fiber of her being was blanketed in a warm, pleasurable sensation.
When I later found out about that, I found myself regretting- once again- making a deal with that meddling goddess. Even if the end results were worth it.
Testing out the suspension, I continued "I don't know when, but one day, I'm gonna own a ride like you."
"Are you talking to your motorcycle?" Turning to the left, I saw two girls standing next to me, laughing at my expense (leaving me embarrassed that I forgot this part of the episode). I didn't really pay much attention to the blonde girl, but rather to her friend standing closest to me. A girl with beautifully pale skin, red hair tied back into a messy ponytail, wearing a pink shirt with a black skirt that hugged her hips in all the right ways. This beauty was Sierra, the girl that Jack was attracted to in the show. A trait that I apparently picked up from him.
"Oh, hey Sierra," I said nonchalantly, trying desperately to hide my embarrassment from the situation. "Uh, no, I wasn't- I mean, this is my motorcycle, but I wasn't talking to it. I was, uh, talking to you." Sighing in frustration, I continued "So, how're things, Sierra?"
"Come on, smooth operator," I heard Arcee mumble under her breath, "wrap it up." Glancing to her mirror, I took notice of the two cars heading our way. Freaking drones.
"You know my name?" Sierra asked, sounding quite honestly surprised.
"Of course I do," I replied. "I'm Michael Darby, remember? We're in homeroom together."
Her face lit up in recognition, causing her to slap herself on the forehead. "Oh, right. I'm so sorry, I completely zoned out for a second there. You helped Belle and I with our project last week," she said gesturing to her friend, who was now recognizing me as well.
"That's me," I replied with a smile. Suddenly, headlights shined on us as the two cars revved their engines. Realizing from the angle of the lights they were aiming at Sierra and Belle as well as Arcee and I, I braced myself into position as I shouted to them "RUN!" No sooner than I did, Sierra and Belle ran into the building as the 'Cons sped towards me. Arcee then started her engines and sped away, carrying an unintended passenger with her.
"Do not let go!" Arcee ordered.
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Shrugging, I replied "You know, this is not the weirdest thing that's happened around me."
This left Arcee a bit surprised, wondering just what could've possibly made me this nonchalant about this situation. Oh, if only she knew.
The two cars pulled up to either side of us, intending to ram us on both sides. At least they would've, if Arcee didn't pull back and let the morons hit each other. This allowed us the chance to speed ahead and turn right in an attempt to lose them. Pulling into an alleyway, I got off and chuckled humorously. "Man, there's more to you than meets the eye, huh?" Yeah, I couldn't resist saying that.
Ignoring the slight praise, Arcee moved forward a bit and threatened "I don't exist. Tell anyone about me, and I will hunt you down."
"Scarier people than you have tried, ma'am," I said. "But I think I'll take you up on your offer for now. Until we meet again!" I called out as I ran down the alley to my right, leaving Arcee to go forward wondering what the hell my deal was.
No sooner than that happened, the two Cons pulled into the alley and split up, one for Arcee and one for me. Even though I could escape with my chronokinesis (or simply teleporting away), I knew I had to continue my charade if things were going to move forward. For now, I decided to keep on running. At least until Arcee drove over the Con and pulled up to me yelling "HOP ON!" I did just that, whooping it up as we sped onto the road with the Cons right on our tails.
"So, what'd you do to piss those two off?" I asked as we pulled onto the highway, the 'Cons finally deciding to use their blasters to try and kill us.
"Let's just say for now that you just stepped into a feud that's been going on for a long time, kid," Arcee replied, trying to focus on keeping us from becoming wreckage.
As the two 'Cons sped toward us, I noticed a yellow and black Camaro pulling in behind them. It then slammed into the one on its left, causing it to slam into the other and grind to a halt. Not for long, though, as they were soon right behind our newly arrived ally.
"Friend of yours, I assume?"
"Family."
We continued down the highway, our new friend and our tails continuing to chase us. Bumblebee swerved left and right, cutting the 'Cons off every time before one of them sped past the other, slamming Bee into the guardrail and leaving him in the dust.
"Ugh, we can't keep this up," I said, honestly irritated at their persistence. "We're gonna have to deal with these bozos off-road."
With an unseen smirk, Arcee said "Then hang on, kid!"
"Hang on? What do you...no. No, no, no no no no no nononononononoooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I screamed as she turned right, driving us right off the road and onto the street below. Fortunately, we rode down on a small hill before coming to a stop in front of a nearby young boy. Said boy was about half my height, was wearing a yellow long sleeve shirt with an orange sweater vest, had messy hair standing straight up, and had square glasses framing his face.
Rafael 'Raf' Esquivel, young genius extraordinaire. As well as soon to be partner of Bumblebee. And he was currently staring at us in awe, completely forgetting about his remote controlled car. "Woah," he breathed out as a smile lit up his face.
After catching my breath, I shakily chuckled and said "Kids, don't try that at home. I am a professional." As I said this, I allowed myself a moment to relax before things got more crazy.
Unfortunately, that moment quickly ended as the two Cons raced down the hill, transforming into their robot forms as they sailed through the air before hitting the ground. Behind us, Arcee transformed to her full height- which was surprisingly shorter than how she appeared in the show, making her only about two feet taller than me- as she glared at the two soon-to-be piles of scrap. I couldn't help but stare at the blue and pink femme standing behind me. With the glare in her eyes, the way she postured herself, and the sheer beauty she possessed, Arcee appeared to me as a warrior goddess.
"This ends here, Cons!" she spat out, charging toward them as Raf and I got out of her way (and the laser blasts from the 'Cons).
Even now, as Arcee laid the smack down on them, I couldn't help but marvel at two things: first, the sheer ferocity that Arcee put into her attacks. Though considering what had recently happened to her, I couldn't blame her for being more aggressive to her opponents.
The second thing...was how not even one laser blast from the 'Cons didn't even hit her as she was charging them. Seriously, if I didn't know any better, I'd assume Starscream taught them to shoot like Stormtroopers! Yes, their aim sucked that badly.
"Wh-What are they?" Raf asked nervously.
"Some might say they're robots that turn into cars," I answered. "I say they're the best way to liven up this ghost town known as Jasper, Nevada." Turning to face the younger man, I held out my hand and said "Name's Michael, by the way. Michael Darby."
Recognizing me, he shook my hand excitedly and said "Raf Esquivel. So you're the Number Three ranking student?"
"And you're Number One," I replied. "Pleasure to meet you. Wish I could say it was under less stressful circumstances, though," I finished as a laser blast soared over our heads.
Turning our attention back to the fight, we were treated to Arcee leaping into the air as she delivered a flurry of punches to the Con's face. "This! Is! For! Cliff!" she said, punctuating every word with a punch. As she said that, I couldn't help but feel the guilt gnaw at me, bringing back the memories.
I brought myself out of my reminiscence to see Arcee flipping backwards, only to get hit square in the chest by a laser. As she hit the ground, I primed Equinox for battle mode, giving my jacket and a video camera to Raf, having him position the camera at the Cons as I said "Hold these for a minute, would ya?" I then charged forward with Olympian-level speed, jumping straight into the air as I brought my right arm back for a punch.
*BOOM!*
A small explosion lit up the 'Con's face as I landed the first blow, both the impact and the surprise from the attack sending him falling to the ground. Though not before I used him as a platform to launch myself toward the other 'Con, throwing punches at him with the intent to knock him down. I eventually had to jump onto the back of his neck to evade his oncoming hands, though I gained a dark smirk as I saw the circuitry exposed in said area. {Those look important!} Jack exclaimed as I grabbed some wires with both hands. I then channeled my Multiverser powers into electrical impulses, allowing my to send them into the 'Con's processor and hack his systems. With that, I now had complete access to his motor control.
"What the?!" he exclaimed as he moved about without meaning to. "How are you-?!"
*punch*
I silenced him by making him punch himself in the face. "Stop hitting yourself," I said mockingly.
*punch*
"Stop hitting yourself."
*punch*
"Stop hitting yourself."
*punch*
"Stop hitting yourself."
*punch*
As this went on, the other 'Con shakily got up before I took notice of him. Grinning, I used my new puppet to grab the Con in a Full Nelson before slamming him to the ground with a German Suplex. {R.K.O.!} Jack exclaimed enthusiastically mid-flight. Unfortunately, I had to jump off the 'Con I was controlling to avoid getting squashed as he fell to the ground.
*CRASH!*
Dusting myself off as the sound of a crash filled the air, I walked toward a stunned silent Arcee and Raf, who was still recording the scene. "Please tell me you got all that?" I asked, silently hoping I didn't forget to turn it on. Checking the camera, Raf gave a thumbs up and a smile. "Good," I sighed in relief, "because that is going into a highlight reel for-" Suddenly, the sound of lasers being primed cut me off. The 'Cons were back up, aiming their blasters at me, and were seriously pissed off. Staring at the barrels of the blasters aimed at me, I quietly muttered "Oh...crap baskets."
{You can say that again,} Jack deadpanned.
Before either of the 'Cons could enact their revenge, Bumblebee drove off the road, transforming into his robot form as he landed right on top of the 'Con to my right. He immediately followed up with a right cross to the other' Con, knocking it flat on its aft. Taking a step back, an audible CRUNCH was heard beneath his foot. Said crunch coming from Raf's now broken remote controlled car.
"Uh, sorry about that," Bee said apologetically through his signature electronic whirs and beeps.
"No problem," Raf replied. "Rea-"
"HIT THE DECK!" I cried out, causing Bee to drop to the ground before a shot from the 'Cons could hit him. Said 'Cons then aimed at Bee, intent on ending his life.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE!" Raf cried out, causing them to turn their attention away from Bee. And right at us. "Please?" he added weakly.
"Yeah, not the brightest move there," I added quietly. "Fortunately, I have just the solution. It's called RUN LIKE A BIIIIIIIIIIIIITCH!" The two of us ran like bats out of hell, with a 'Con heading right for us.
We ran into the drainpipe, narrowly avoiding getting caught by the 'Con. Its arm suddenly pulled out, followed by the sounds of a Cybertronian ass whooping. Bumblebee looked into the pipe and gave us a thumbs up before heading back to fight. "Thank you," Raf called out. Looking up at me, he asked "Think we'll ever see them again?"
With a smile, I looked back and answered "Oh, no doubt about that."
After I left with Raf, I left behind an invisible double of myself to continue watching the fight. Arcee and Bumblebee managed to fight the Cons to a standstill until Bulkhead, the heavyset former Wrecker of the Autobots showed up. The two Cons then transformed and ran away like the pussies they were. I then followed them back to their base, all while listening to Arcee give her report.
"And the 'Cons would've been scarp metal if I wasn't distracted by the human," Arcee finished explaining her tale.
Upon hearing that, Optimus Prime, the valiant, noble, and towering leader of the Autobots lifted his head in surprise. "Human?" he questioned in his baritone voice.
"Yes, Optimus," Bee confirmed. "Two of them, both boys."
Sighing, Arcee said "I guess a second one caught us in action, I don't know. I was a little busy at the time," she finished while glaring at Bumblebee.
"If the Decepticons are targeting us," Optimus stated gravely, "anyone perceived as our ally...will be at grave risk."
I chuckled to myself softly. They could try, but they would epically fail.
"Well, should push come to shove, the older one can take care of himself," said Arcee with slight respect. "The kid was thrashing the 'Cons single-handedly before Bee showed up."
"Really? You think he might've been one of Fowler's men?"
"Doubt it," Arcee denied. "The kid's a civilian, from what I can tell. And his fighting style suggests he's self-trained."
Optimus mulled over that bit of information. "If what you say is true, then the Decepticons will definitely see him as a target. Arcee, you and Bumblebee will intercept them tomorrow and bring them here."
Optics widening in shock, Arcee began "But, Optimus-"
"This isn't up for debate, Arcee," the Prime interrupted. "The longer they go without protection, the more likely they are to be caught in the crossfire."
With a sigh of defeat, Arcee said "Fine." Even as she said this, she felt a bit uneasy about the young man. 'Not only was he able to go toe-to-toe with two Decepticon soldiers-' she thought with suspicion, 'by himself, for Primus' sake!- but those weapons of his. I highly doubt he could've made those in a garage. I have the feeling there's more to him than meets the eye.'
And with that, I disappeared from the base, not one person aware I was even there.
The next day, I was leaving school to meet up with Raf so we could talk some more about the events of yesterday. As I headed out the door, my attention was brought to a girl sitting on the stairway working in a sketchbook. She was a stunning Asian girl, about fifteen years old. Her black hair was tied up into two extremely short pigtails on both sides (each with pink highlighting the ends), and a large streak of pink at the front of her hair that went to the left of her face. She was wearing a pink shirt underneath a blue spaghetti-string tank top, a yellow belt wrapped around her waist, blue short shorts with blue and purple leggings and black combat boots.
Miko Nakadai, the young, beautiful, energetic spitfire with a passion for rock and roll. She also becomes the third civilian human member of Team Prime, as well as Bulkhead's ward and his closest friend.
Now, all she needed to do was follow me and Raf so she could join the team.
I looked over to see Raf waving me over, and with a small smile I walked up to him. "Hey, Raf," I greeted. "Look, for now, what do you say we keep this between-"
*BEEP BEEP!*
Just as I said it, Bumblebee came rolling up to us right on time, opening his door. "Get in, kid," he said to Raf.
"Well, seeing as I'm not invited inside," I said, showing I could understand Bumblebee, "how am I supposed to go with you two?"
"I think you're going with her," Raf said, pointing to Arcee. After Raf got inside, I gestured over to Arcee and walked away, knowing both Arcee and Miko would be following close behind.
Heading into a nearby alley, Arcee pulled up to me, intent to talk. "Look, kid," the blue femme began as 'Sadie' flickered out of existence, "I just want to talk."
"Hey now, I get it," I said jokingly. "The first rule about Robot Fight Club, is that you don't talk about Robot Fight Club. The second rule of Robot Fight Club, is that you do not talk about Robot Fight Club. And as much as I want to be hanging out with a bunch of transforming, kick ass robots, my mom would kill me if something happened to me."
Transforming into robot form, Arcee said "Look, Michael, is it? Your personal safety is exactly why Optimus Prime has requested your presence. Plus, it could give us the chance to talk about how you managed to wipe the floor with those 'Cons yesterday."
Heartbeat rising I bit, I loosened my collar and nervously said "I, uh, it was...beginner's luck?"
Her face gave an expression that said 'I'm not buying it.' Thankfully, she let it slide. "Listen," she began, "you may very well be in danger because your are one of the few- the only few- who have ever seen us."
"Dude, what are you waiting for?!" Miko exclaimed, causing Arcee and I to look at the energetic interloper. "Go with!"
I immediately face-palmed, while Arcee deadpanned "Scrap."
"You can say that again," I replied.
And so, the five of us where driving through the desert, heading straight for Autobot HQ. "WOOHOO!" Miko cried out as she hung onto me.
"So, I'm guessing the reason we're taking Miko is the same reason Raf and I are coming along?" I asked rhetorically.
"Exactly, kid," Arcee responded. As she said this, we approached the hidden silo that acted as the Autobot's base of operations. Entering the base through the hidden entrance, we soon found ourselves in the middle of the enormous base, where Ratchet and Bulkhead were standing.
"I thought there were only two?" Ratchet inquired as Raf, Miko and I got off, allowing Bumblebee and Arcee to transform.
"Haven't you heard? Humans multiply," Arcee dryly remarked.
Extending his hand, Raf said "I'm Raf."
"I'm Miko!" our newest member said as she ran up to Bulkhead. "Who are you?"
"Bulkhead," he replied.
Gasping, Miko asked "Are you a car? Or a truck? A monster truck! Do you like heavy metal? How much do you weigh? Ever used a wrecking ball as a punching bag?" The whole time, I was sure Bulkhead was wondering what made this girl so incredibly hyper.
"So, if you guys are robots," Raf began, "who made you?"
Scoffing, Ratchet said "Puh-leez!" Yeah, he really didn't want to be dealing with this right now.
Thunderous footsteps resounded in the room, causing the three organics (obviously including myself) to turn around and gaze up at the titanic form of Optimus Prime. "We are autonomous robotic organisms, from the planet Cybertron," the Prime answered. "Also known as Autobots."
Stepping up to him, I asked "So, what brings five sentient beings such as yourselves to Jasper? It can't be for the view."
"To protect your planet from the Decepticons."
"The jokers who tried to bump us off the road last night," Arcee clarified.
With a sigh, I said "Let me take a guess as to why they're here: war."
With a solemn expression, Optimus lowered himself to us and said "I'm afraid your assumption is correct, young one. Our planet has been rendered uninhabitable by the ravages of war."
"Why were you two fighting a war?" Raf asked.
"Foremost," Optimus answered, "for control over our world's supply of Energon, the fuel and lifeblood of all Autobots, and Decepticons alike."
Gaining a thousand yard stare, Optimus remembered the events of the war. "The combat was fierce, and endured for centuries. In the beginning, I fought alongside one whom I considered my brother. But in war, ideals can become corrupted. And it was thus...that Megatron lost his way."
Sighing in boredom, Miko asked "Ugh, is there gonna be a quiz?" Though she looked a bit sheepish once I glared heavily at her.
"What does Megatron- or any of this- have to do with us, though?" I asked, though I already knew the answer.
"Megatron has not been seen or heard from in some time," Optimus said. "But if his return is imminent, I fear it could be catastrophic."
'Let him come,' I thought to myself. 'He's not taking this planet without a fight.'
Scene Change...
Meanwhile, I left a double of myself to spy on the Nemesis, the flagship of the Decepticons. At this particular moment, Soundwave- the silent spymaster of the Decepticons- was walking up to the treacherous and cowardly second-in-command, Starscream. "Soundwave," he acknowledged, watching as the mech's visor displayed a horizontal zigzag line with a series of sounds accompanying it.
"That signal is emanating from deep space," the XO commented with an evil grin. "I would hate to waste the Energon...unless...you are certain of it?"
Soundwave simply nodded.
Turning to face the drones, Starscream ordered "Then lock onto the coordinates, and activate the spacebridge."
I then transported myself to the spacebridge, making myself invisible to all sensors as I did. The titanic portal suddenly lit up with a greenish-blue light, just as a silver and purple Cybertronian jet flew through the portal. Said jet suddenly transformed into a bipedial robot, with broad shoulders, a fusion cannon on his right arm, and a sinister face with blood red eyes.
"DECEPTICONS!" Megatron roared out. "I have returned."
"Hope you enjoyed your travels, Megatron," I said as I materialized before him, my body appearing as though it were crafted from a starlit night.
His eyes lit up in shock, awe, slight fear, and recognition. "You," he breathed out.
"Relax," I said. "I'm not here to fight you. Yet. I'm only here to deliver you a warning. You will meet your end on the planet Earth. It is both a warning...and a promise. So enjoy your reign while you can," I said as I began to fade away again. "Because your days...are numbered."
As I disappeared from sight, Megatron began to calm himself. If he was going to be ready for this being, he knew he had to get to Earth. As quickly as possible.
And there you have it, the first chapter in my reboot story!
Now that the humans (and Multiverser) have pretty much joined the team, things are definitely going to get more interesting for the Autobots. Though questions such as what happened to Michael before the story began, how Megatron knows about me, or how the whole Michael being attracted to June will work out, will all be answered at a later date.
Until then, this is Hero of the Multiverse, signing out!