It was a dark night in the suburbs of Jasper, Nevada. A thick blanket of fog covered the houses, as the cloak of night made it impossible to see far.
"Damien, don't stay out too long." a voice called from a small white house, the mother sat reading as the father worked on the interior decorations, placing paper bats and plastic skeletons here and there. A small boy with red eyes stood outside in the backyard, a scowl on his face.
"I can't believe them!" He said, as he mumbled, looking down at the pirate costume in his hands, "I told them I wanted to be something scary! A zombie, werewolf, even a plain old vampire would be fine." Damien said, tossing the costume down in disgust, "I just want something scary!"
"ScAry?" A voiced called out.
Damien scanned the backyard, the voice sounding as if it came from all around him.
"WeEeEe CaN sHoW YoU SCARY!" the voice got louder, as Damien's curiosity turned to panic, putting him in a cold sweat, franticly running towards the door.
"LET ME IN! LET ME IN!" Damien cried, as his hands hit against the door.
Damien looked back as the dark figure emerged from the dark fog, "BuT DaMiEN, tHiS IS wHaT yOu WAnTed!" The large wolf shaped being lunged at the child, a spine chilling scream echoed through the night, as Damien's parents sat indoors, mentally frozen from hearing their son's cries for help by an unseen force.
A small trail of blood flowed over the costume the child once held, his lifeless hand falling next to it. The large wolf figure stared at its victim, grinning wickedly as its form shifted, the sound of metallic plates clicking into place filled the air, as the wolf vanished, in its place stood a hulking humanoid behemoth.
"Happy Halloween…" The being spoke, it's eyes glowed red, as a symbol on the being's chest became illuminated in a evil purple glow; the symbol of a Decepticon.
~TRANSFORMERS: LUNAR~
HALLOWEEN ECLIPSE
In the Autobot's earthly base, it was business as usual, Ratchet sat in his lab working on the latest batch of Synthetic Energon, as Wheeljack stood by to assist him. Bumblebee operated the main computers, checking the latest scans and reports from the outer sensors. The silence of the morning did not last.
"PRIIIIIIIIIIIIME!" A voice called, as the small elevator in the central command post lowered. A large man in a grey suit exited, Agent Fowler, a scowl on his face as he pried open the doors of the elevator, and pushed his way through, "PRIME!" The Agent yelled, looking around the base.
Luna stretched and yawned as she entered the room, seeking an answer for all this commotion, "Fowler?" She said, still half asleep, "What the slag are you doing here so early? It's not even eight am yet." She rubbed her eyes gently.
"What am I doing here?" Fowler said, still waiting for the arrival of Optimus, "You should be happy I wasn't here earlier, what with all these-" His words were cut off by the arrival of Optimus, but he wasn't quite the same.
Adorning the body of the great Optimus Prime was a long black cape which wrapped around his neck, "Agent Fowler," Optimus said as he stepped closer to where the Agent was standing, "what matters have you come to us for?" Optimus calmly asked.
Fowler squinted his eyes, trying to make sure he knew what he was looking at wasn't imaginary, "Prime, first things first, why are you wearing a cape?" Fowler asked, with a very confused tone.
"According to Earth customs, today is Hallows Eve, a human festivity." Optimus replied, as he showed off his cape.
"Yeah, we worked on it all night." Luna added, as she yawned to herself.
"Well that's just swell isn't it?" Fowler replied, "Remind me next year to put bolts into the Statue of Liberty's neck, dress her up like Frankenstein!" Fowler was not amused, he rubbed his eyes and gripped the railing beside him, "look, I came here because frankly, we need your help."
Optimus nodded and looked at Fowler with concern, "We shall do what we can Agent Fowler, what is the situation at hand?" Optimus asked.
"Awww, but we were going to go trick or treating! And scare kids with the Phantom Truck of Jasper, remember?" Luna said, disappointment showing across her face, "Can't we have the day off?" She looked to Fowler, pouting.
Fowler's expression was stone cold as could be, "Sorry, no days off when kids are being killed." Fowler said, holding up a stack of files.
"Killed?" Luna said, shocked by this revelation, "B...But what does that have to do with us?"
Optimus listened intently, remaining silent.
"Glad you asked." Fowler said, laying the files down on a nearby table, "Recently there have been children turning up dead all throughout Nevada, it seems like Jasper is the hot spot though, seven dead in seven nights. The local authorities thought it was a serial killer, trying to imitate some horror movie act, I didn't make anything of it, until this." Fowler showed Optimus a picture of an unusual substance in the shape of a paw print found at the scene.
Optimus looked over the picture and frowned, "It appears to be a variant type of Energon, but one I am not familiar with" Optimus said, "I wish I had more information to offer Agent Fowler."
"Whatever it is, it's from your neck of the woods." Fowler said, pointing a finger at Optimus, "All I know is, something big bad and metallic is out there killing kids at night, I don't know why, or to what ends, but tonight is Halloween. All the kids in Nevada will be out at night walking the streets, and the last thing I want to see is a massacre."
"I hear you Agent Fowler." Optimus replied, as he crossed his arms in observation, "But how will we be able to find this assailant while maintaining our cover?"
Luna smiled and raised her hand, not waiting to be called on, she answered, "Duh, its Halloween, use a costume, a disguise! That's how we humans do it." A smile spread across her face, eager to spend the holiday with her new family.
"Prime, never thought I'd say this but, maybe Luna's right, sorta." Fowler said, "We could send her and Cheetor out amongst the crowds as scouts, while you and your posse can guard the outskirts of the city, it seems like our attackers favor this town out of all of Nevada."
Optimus looked down at Luna and back to Fowler, "Luna and Cheetor must have Autobot protection with them as well, we do not know the capabilities of our enemies, so for their safety, I shall assign one of my men to act as their guardian."
"Agreed." Fowler said, as he scooped up the files and looked at Optimus, "One last thing, a week ago there was an attack that gave us an usual clue, thought I'd check to see if you know anything about it."
"What would that be?" Optimus asked
Luna tilted her head as she crossed her arms as well, "You choose now to tell us this clue? Well, get on with it!" she quipped.
Fowler held up a tape recorder, pressing a button the audio played, "NeEd MoRE PLAsMA...ResSuREct…MaStEr NOsFerAtU!" The audio ended with an ear piercing shriek, like that of a bat.
Optimus shook his head and sighed, "I apologize Agent Fowler, but I have no prior knowledge of this "Bomb-burst" your audio recording speaks of..." Optimus said, as he ponders what connections the two clues might have.
Luna scowled at pointed up at Fowler, "You don't know too much about horror movies do you?" She asked, as she cleared her throat, "Nosferatu was a vampire in some old black and white movie, he sorta became an iconic character, second most known vampire since Dracula, but, why would a Cybertronian want anything to do with some old movie character?"
"Nosferatu…" Fowler said to himself, "I'll look into that, in the meantime, you," pointing to Optimus, "get your team ready, we set up a perimeter in ten hours, understood?"
Optimus nodded, "We shall be ready to roll out Agent Fowler, until then, safe journey my friend."
With that, Fowler exited up the elevator. Luna smiled and looked up at the enormous robot standing above her, "So, want to help me pick out some costumes for the rest of the team?" She said, with a mischievous smile.