Darkbird growled. The day began well enough.
Megatron had found a new stash of energon and sent out a small group to
retrieve it; which included himself. When he told Megatron about
a plan he had to make sure they get the energon without being detected
by the Maximals, Megatron simply disregarded it and used his own
plan. So, now here they are. Fighting a losing battle against
the Maximals. As usual. At least Blackbird was there, so Darkbird
could take out his frustration out on him. He smiled at this thought
and fired a few more shots at Blackbird. One hit him and knocked
him down. As Darkbird was about to fire again he heard Megatron shout
something he was becoming famous for, "Predacons! Retreat!"
Darkbird took one last look at Blackbird, then growled
and flew off.
This was all Megatron's fault, he thought to himself.
Darkbird stomped through the hall that led to his quarters.
He was still fuming about earlier.
If Megatron had only listen to my plan, we'd have
that energon. But, oh no, can't listen to me. I'm just a lonely
flier. What the hell do I know?!
he thought in dismay.
As he continued to walk, he spotted Waspinator, Buzz
Saw, and Terrorsaur talking. When he walked by he pulled out his
rifle and shot Waspinator in the back, not saying a word or even stopping.
Buzz Saw watched him leave and starting after him. Terrorsaur grabbed
him by the shoulder to stop him. Buzz Saw turned around and looked
at him.
"I wouldn't try anything. You saw what he did to
Waspinator and he didn't even do anything. Just leave him alone for
awhile," Terrorsaur cautioned.
Buzz Saw nodded in agreement.
"Good. Now help me get him to the CR tank."
The two lifted Waspinator up and began up the hall towards
the CR tank. As they did, Buzz Saw looked down to where Darkbird
had gone.
Darkbird stormed into his quarters. Shooting Waspinator
had made him feel a little better, but not by much. He flopped down
in his chair.
"One day I'll get that slag spoutin' saurian," he muttered.
"Yes. One day," a voice said from no where.
"What?!"
Darkbird looked around hi quarters, trying to find the
source of the voice. Suddenly, a bright blue light filled the room.
"What the slag?!" Darkbird screamed while jumping behind
his chair.
He pulled out his rifle, ready to blow away whoever it
was attacking him. He slowly stood up and began to take aim with
his rifle. When he saw who was standing there, his optics widen and
his jaw dropped, as well as his rifle. What he saw standing there
was himself, only larger, probably Megatron's size. He also had blue
energon lines swirling about his body in rhythmic pulsing. Darkbird
could also sense something else, but wasn't too sure what it was.
"By the Pit," he whispered in awe.
"No, by the Matrix," the other remarked.
"W-who are you?"
"I am you. Or more accurately, I am who you will
become."
"What do you mean, who I will become."
"Perhaps it would be easier to show you."
With that, the future Darkbird raised his hand and made
a small projection on the wall. The projection showed a picture of
a storm passing over Predacon territory.
"In three weeks time a new energon storm shall rock this
planet," began the future Darkbird. As he spoke, the picture changed.
(Basically it means that whatever he says is happening.) "You will
instruct Blackarachnia and Tarantulas to build two devices. One shall
be placed on the highest mountain in Predacon territory and will harness
the power of a pure energon bolt and restore your energon powers.
The second device will open a portal to Cybertron, but to do that you have
to acquire a transwarp cell."
"A transwarp cell? Why?"
"Because if can go through space and time."
"Time? Yes, that would prove a theory I've had
for awhile."
"Yes, but you must worry about that later.
Larger goals are at stake now."
"Oh, yes, I interrupted. Anyways, you were saying."
"I was saying that once you reach Cybertron you will
make your way to the Maximal archives and retrieve their precious possessions.
The Matrix."
"The Matrix?"
"Yes. With it you will gain unimaginable power.
Power I shall use to rule Cybertron!"
At that statement, he ended the projection.
"Well, that sounds all well and good, but what about
the Maximals?" the present Darkbird asked. "I'm sure they show up
somewhere in this picture."
"Oh, they do. But don't worry about them.
Only worry about what you must do, so that you will become me. Just
as I had to when my future self told me."
"Wait. You had someone tell you, then you came
back to tell me so that I could do all that stuff, and then-AAAAAHHHHH!!!
Time…travel…hurts…head."
"I know. But don't worry about that. Just
worry about your mission."
"I will. Just tell me I get back at Megatron."
"Oh, you do."
"In that case, I'll start right away."
"Good. Now I must return to Cybertron and continue
my rule."
"Wait a minute! I just realized, wouldn't the ship's
computers have picked up on your little entrance?"
"Oh they did. The reason no one has come to investigate
is because I stopped them all. Unfortunately, the effect will wear
off when I leave. So you'll have to think up an excuse for the power
spike."
"Gee thanks."
"Don't worry, it's just a minor inconvenience.
Now I must go. Farewell and good luck."
With that, the future Darkbird blinked out with another
bright flash. The present Darkbird rubbed his optics the remembered
what his counterpart had told him. He sighed the went about setting
up some beakers of chemicals. He picked up his rifle, sighed again,
then fired at them causing an explosion which knocked him half way across
his quarters. He blacked out for awhile, and when he came to, he
heard the door chime ringing.
"Enter," he said between coughs.
The door opened and Megatron walked in. He looked
at the mess in the room, then at Darkbird, who was just staggering to his
feet.
"Darkbird, what happened here?" Megatron asked.
"The computer picked up an energy burst from your quarters."
"Well, I was working on a new invention when I miscalculated
and it kinda…blew up on me," Darkbird lied.
"Do you need any time in the CR tank?"
"No, I think all the damage was just structural."
"Well, good. But next time you run an experiment,
be a little more careful, will you? I'd hate to lose such a valuable
Predacon."
Yeah, I bet you would, Darkbird thought.
Out loud he said, "Of course sir."
Megatron nodded, then left. When the door closed,
Darkbird began to laugh to himself.
"Gloat while you can Megatron. For now I know that
time is on my side," he said to himself, then began to laugh hysterically.
THE END