TRANSFORMERS: When Worlds Collide
A/N~ Hey everyone! In case you aren't in the know, this is a rewrite to my previous fanfic.
I always thought this was a clever fanfic crossover idea I had for years, but due to scheduling conflicts, I have never had the time to touch on it. And when getting back to write chapters, I realize that the story has been quite rushed and some parts made the characters out of their personalities. Which is why, after writing more fanfics and studying the art of storytelling, I have decided to give new light to the idea. This will be a small reboot of my last one.
I would list the changes I have made, but I'm not willing to spoil my stories, so you can stay tuned as each update passes to see what I've changed. I hope to bring more character development and more progressive story-telling as I write, and I also hope you will enjoy the changes.
For now, I shall move on to continue writing. But before I go, let me remind everyone that this is a crossover between THREE series, but since does not give its users the ability to list more than two series in crossovers, it is therefore listed as a TF/Digimon crossover.
I hope you have a good time reading this. Thank you to all who have supported me on the last fanfic, and I shall see you all soon!
Disclaimer: TF belongs to Hasbro, Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Digimon belongs to Toei and Saban Brands.
Chapter 1: The Tale Begins
A metallic planet came to view. A planet completely torn apart by cracks and huge gashes with bright fiery flashes of light symbolizing destruction. The metal surface of the world also sported some large areas of rust and what appeared to be war damage in the form of blast craters and explosion marks.
Closer into a war-torn city, highways were completely wrecked and buildings near breaking point. Within the streets, pitch black darkness loomed over the destroyed city. All seemed very quiet as the city was more of a ghost town with an eerie chill surrounding the streets.
But then, at once…
VRROOOMMM!
A rupturing roar of a car engine echoed throughout the otherwise quiet city. It came from a lone yellow hovering automobile, with a black stripe stretching from its front to back, zooming across a speedway with red trails of light coming from behind it.
It blazed through the road like a mad speed demon breaking the speed limit, given that there were no traffic police anywhere to stop it.
It kept on racing across the broken speedway heading towards a tall building complex, where some lights were seen still on; faint but still evident.
As the vehicle was fast heading for the gate in front of the building, it was about to prepare slowing down to a stop at the gate.
Within the interior, there was a bundle of small metal rods with an orange ring of light around each one. But that was not all that was inside. What was weird to see inside for a moving automobile was that at the driver seat, the steering wheel was moving and turning the car.
But no one was behind driving it.
"There it is! The Decagon!" Suddenly, a youthful and excited voice came from the vehicle itself. "Now I gotta call the gatekeeper and…"
BWAMMM!
"Whoa!" But just when all was safe and sound, the vehicle was intercepted by a loud and powerful explosion from behind him, causing him to skid side to side frantically. "Where did that come from?!"
Up in the sky, his answers came. In the air, two sharp objects were seen coming in for the kill. A pair of sleek and futuristic jets, one black and purple, and another blue, swooped in for the yellow car.
"There's that little malfunction!" called out a strict voice from one of the jets.
"Let's turn him into scrap!" The other jet screamed as they split formations. From underneath its wing, a row of missiles was loaded from the main body. At the far end, the furthest missile was fired from the rack, sent swirling towards the car below.
Noticing the incoming rocket, the car, alarmed, sped up to the maximum, hoping to evade it. The projectile was approaching it really fast and was catching up to the target second by second.
"This ain't good! This ain't GOOD!" The car pressed on its accelerator with all its might. But even with that effort, the missile was still nearing its rear. Then, the missile slowly caught on and exploded in a furious fireball.
"Target hit!" The two jets surveyed the damage done, scanning for signs of survival by flying around the blast site. For a while all seemed quiet bleak. There was nothing but black smoke drifting away and flames burning from the site. The car was nowhere to be found. Perhaps blown to ashes by the explosion.
However, from out of the smoke…
VRROOOMMM!
The little yellow vehicle ran right through the smog, very much still kicking in as it made its way towards the gate. Despite being a little scratched and burnt, it was still able to drive off without any major damage.
Regardless, the two jets resumed their pursuit, speeding on for another run. This time, they soon used a pair of ray blasters to fire purple beams of energy towards the speeding ground vehicle. The car continued to dodge the laser blasts, turning from side to side past the explosions.
Once the car was halfway to its destination, it did the unthinkable. Pushing in its brakes to a sudden stop, it made a complete one-eighty degrees turn to face the aircraft and putting it on full reverse. Then, when it was driving along, it suddenly made an extraordinary move.
It transformed…
The doors opened up. From out of the doors, there were a pair of arms sprouting out of them. The front of the car was flipped to the back to become a pair of legs while the roof flipped the other way into a body. As a final touch, a head popped up to reveal a yellow robot head with small horns sticking out from the sides. Overall, the car became a small-sized robot. After the transformation, the robot dragged along the road with his two feet, slowing him down to a halt.
"Time to pull out the guns!" The robot then used his arms which were transformed into forearm blasters which were instantly charged up and ready to fire.
But as he was about to shoot, the two jets began to descend down on the ground before landing on the ground. Then, the jets too revealed their ability to transform as well. Two arms came out from the sides while the cockpits folded downwards. With the wings flipping down and the thrusters extending to become legs, the heads soon came out as well. The two larger winged robots soon landed on their feet and aimed their shoulder missiles on the yellow robot, firing them afterwards.
As the missiles came by, the nimble little robot warrior jumped over and rolled under them. At the same time, he made his move by firing at his attackers with his dual cannons, with golden blazes of energy being rushed out towards the enemy.
A tense firefight ensued as the two sides tried to gain an edge over the other. The yellow robot leapt from side to side, evading the purple lasers from the winged robots while firing his weapons back. But just when his weapons needed to be reloaded, he quickly took cover behind a pile of debris.
Shielded by his cover, he quickly assembled his weapon clips back to his guns. The two larger enemies continued to fire their own weapons at his position, spreading the fire and pinning him down.
The small bot had to find a way to escape and retreat back to the Decagon, or else his precious cargo would be lost and the cause he was fighting for would be for nothing. Scanning the field while taking cover, he tried to find a way to break out and win one over his foes.
Then, as he looked above the two robots, he saw what appeared to be a dangling load of cargo hanging loosely from a battered crane. The pile of crates suspended with a thin line just right above the duo gave the scout a brilliant idea. One shot on that line should send the whole thing down on the poor combatants. However, he just needed one shot to do the job, and it must be precise, or else, any missed shot would be noticed by the two enemies enough to disperse away from the trap.
Willing to take the risk, he waited for the right time for the enemy to reload their own weapons. Once he saw them tending to their weapons, his chance came.
Quickly taking aim, he hurried out of cover and shot the line attached to the crane. The laser headed right for the target in the speed of light.
ZOOOMMM!
"What?!" But the shot never hit its mark. The laser simply ran past the line without leaving any scratches. A missed opportunity.
And it was about to cost him dearly. The enemy robots were able to notice his move, looking above them to notice their potential plight. Smirking to each other, they soon made their turns to terminate their unlucky target.
To the smaller bot, it was not going to be pretty. Here he was, now on his own and low on ammo as he checked for his mags, only to find empty packs. There was nothing more he could do. Helplessly watching his enemies come by, he backed off a little, awaiting whatever the two taller robots would do to him.
They came over to him, ready to bring the hurt.
BOOOMMM!
"D'ARGH!" Suddenly, another explosion rocked the area in between the two sides, knocking everyone down.
When the small bot fell, he took the time to recover from the fall and his near-death experience before looking up to find where the blasts came from.
His sights were soon on another incoming object in the sky heading right for the battlefield. As it came closer, he could see that it was a larger aircraft. As far as he could see, it was maroon in colour and it had shorter wings with its bulkier body than the two other robots. It had two jet engines on the sides of the plane and below it, there was a longer sabre attached.
But as the plane neared the scene, it also began its own form of transformation quicker than the three robots below could see. The transformation finished as soon as he landed hard on the ground, crouching down on touchdown.
The robot soon rose from his landing to reveal a taller robot towering over the rest, with his wings on his shoulders and the jet engines becoming his legs. His chest was built a little out front resembling another pair of smaller engines. His head was protected by a strong helmet with a pair of antennae from both sides of the top part of it, with his face covered with armour plating in front of his mouth. Held tightly in his right hand, was the sabre now deployed and ready for battle.
As the two bad bots recovered, their desires for torturing the younger bot soon turned to anguish and utter despair as they locked eyes with the newcomer as his blue flashing eyes stared down with cold oil at them.
But with their eagerness for battle, they stood up defiantly and prepared their weapons anyway. The maroon robot was not at all intimated as he saw them readying themselves to fight him. Were they really that idiotic enough to challenge him in battle? They looked so frail and frightened when he showed, and they still had the hardware to stand up to him. Well, he was about to show them.
The blue winged robot grabbed onto his shoulder rocket launcher and quickly aimed it at the target, but the swordsbot remained where he was, still and waiting for the fool to take the shot.
Then, he pulled the trigger. A lone rocket came flying towards the other winged enemy, sidewinding in the hopes of faking him out.
The missile was able to go as far as towards his face, about to blow it up and decapitate him. But as soon as the missile inched really close, it was then spilt in two and sharply separated from its target as the two halves rushed right through him, blowing up behind him.
The shooter displayed a face of panic as he saw his attack missed.
Once the move was finished, the sword-wielder tightened his grip on his sword, eager for retaliation.
"My turn…" To show his might, he swung his sword to the side with massive power. The force of the swing itself was enough to deliver sparks of fear to the enemy robots. Soon, when he was able to see the fear etched in their faces, the swordsbot was ready to make his turn.
He dashed right for the two helpless bots at front and swung his sword at them. The two were able to dodge the slash just in time, giving them some relief. But the fun was just getting started.
Turning around, he saw that the two robots were separated in between the strike made. Seizing the chance, he made it for a vulnerable individual. The purple winged robot was now at his mercy as he swung his blade at him again. Now, it was a direct hit to the chest, slicing through the steel armour with slight difficulty, forcing the victim to clutch the wound which emitted sparks of electricity from a severed circuit.
Just when one strike would be enough to incapacitate the unfortunate warrior, the swordsbot was not done yet. Soon, he was able to launch another powerful strike to the leg, damaging it as well. To top it off, the bot then gave him a nice kick to the stomach section, toppling him down to an almost sorry state.
The other flyer made an attempt to knock out the combatant from behind, joining his fists together to slam him down. Just as he was about to do him in, another powerful shot to his shoulder when the swordsbot was able to detect the sneak attack soon enough to strike back.
Despite his injuries, the purple robot tried to attack again and punched at his opponent, but once again, the swordsbot just did not seem to miss an inch of his foes' moves, catching the fist as hard as iron.
With his shot at his enemy failed, the winged robot tried to break loose, but the fingers jammed it in like a good mousetrap. Worse still, the fingers then started to crush the fist, causing insufferable pain to the poor warrior.
"Okay, I think I've had my fun." Finally, with one strong pull, he threw the helpless bot over to the other enemy and causing quite a crash as one tumbled over the other.
As he finished his throw, he then took a good look at the fallen bunch struggling to get up, which proved to be difficult with one big bot dumped on the other, let alone being injured at the same time.
Once they got up, they stumbled quite roughly after being beaten down in those brief moments. The moment they laid their eyes on their overpowered attacker, they instantly shivered in fear, having no more to do anything about him.
Coming to their senses, they made a run for it, past their foe, and transformed back to their jet forms, although a little shaky from their wounds. They then flew off away to safety, vibrating heavily as they soared clumsily from their defeat.
The jets were now finally out of sight, passing from a tall building nearby. The battle was won. The swordsbot, done with his victory, sheathed the sword behind his back.
Safe and sound, the smaller robot emerged from his hiding place. All the while, he had been watching the battle with awe. If he could call it a battle considering how short the confrontation was.
"WHOO! That's right!" he celebrated. "Take that, you 'Cons! No one messes with the Autobots! Ain't that right, Star Saber?" But as he looked towards his larger companion, all he saw was another stare directed at him. This time, instead of a hostile cold one, it was more of a strict authority matter with his arms crossed. All the same, it was enough to silence the excited Autobot. "Okay… I'm going to shut up now."
"Indeed you will, Bumblebee." spoke Star Saber. "You completely disobeyed orders to infiltrate the supply house. I have sent Victory Leo to do the job."
"I did get the fuel rods!" Bumblebee repelled, taking out the cargo he had been carrying the whole time. "And I managed to do so without warning the Decepticon garrison."
"Yeah. Tell that to Skywarp and Thundercracker." Star Saber retorted, referring to the two fighters he had totally wrecked.
"Alright, alright. I may have slipped at some point. But all that matters is that I have the energy rods. You can thank me later."
"How about you start following orders from now on?" Star Saber coldly said before walking back to the Decagon, leaving an upset Bumblebee. He did all the work and managed to secure the precious cargo. And yet he gets the strict treatment. Such was life for an Autobot in the middle of a crisis that was ravaging their home planet.
As he walked back with Star Saber, he carried the fuel rods in his arms.
"And now thanks to you, I've got to call Victory Leo to return back to base. I hope he's not in trouble for your shenanigans."
"Understood, sir." Bumblebee wished to say something, but there was no way to question an Autobot at Star Saber's calibre. He just complied to him and lowered his head in shame.
Just how long more could he be underestimated like this? For all of his time in this conflict, he had been teased on and even bullied for one glaring weakness. His size.
He was always criticized by his small stature that some might think he would be most unsuited for combat. They seemed to have no choice but to place him in the position of a Scout.
After all, there was still some ups to make up for his tiny size. Being one of the fastest Autobots in this division, he could venture off into places quicker than most Decepticons could ever keep up to him. But of course, that freedom to venture could backfire in a sense of carrying out things that were against orders. And being such a youthful being, it was very difficult to control his excitement.
Nevertheless, somehow, he was actually part a huge team. A team of elites.
The two Autobots reached the gate to the Decagon where two large metal doors opened up for their arrival.
"At least you got the fuel rods." admitted Star Saber. "I guess you do deserve the credit." He could not really stay mad at the smaller Autobot for long, especially since he was able to return home with what they needed.
"Uh… thanks." Bumblebee felt a little awkward for the change of mood.
"Just learn to obey orders next time, 'kay?"
"I'll try, sir." With hard feelings behind them, they made their way into the huge but destroyed plaza.
Once inside the large domed building, the two Autobots were now on their way to the top of the structure via elevator. As they made their way up, Bumblebee was still holding onto the fuel rods he had snatched.
"To think, I'm carrying the last piece of the puzzle." praised Bumblebee. "This is going to make a difference."
"Watch what you say, kid." warned Star Saber. "You may never know when a Decepticon would come snooping around." However, Bumblebee was still acting kind of arrogant.
"Come on, sir. The Decagon is the most secure sector for the Autobots. At least for now. So what are the odds that a Decepticon would even come near this place?"
Soon, the elevator had made a complete stop. The doors in front of them opened and the duo exited the lift towards a huge chambered room. Little did they know, however, that they left behind something peculiar. Or rather… someone…
Up on the ceiling in the lift, an upside-down dome had somehow turned as if it was watching them exit. It then extended a sort of lens from out of its shell, aiming directly at the Autobots.
Within the huge room, control consoles were everywhere from the ends of the room and the glass dome roof high above revealed nothing more than the stars. In the middle a wide table with a holographic map of the planet was being tended to by a group of more robots who were watching the map.
As Star Saber and Bumblebee approached them, they stood firm and straight in front of the one robot in the middle. That being soon turned around as his attention was caught by their arrival. Standing high above them, this bulky red and blue robot with wheels on the sides of legs and a head with two antennas on the sides and a mouthplate protecting his face, acknowledged their presence with a nod. The other robots in attendance were also standing to face the two Autobots.
First, there was one who was also strongly built, with his red and black build, and a couple of wrist-mounted cannons on his arms. His face had some wrinkle-like patterns coming down it, showing the robot's age as an old-timer.
Second, a white and red Autobot with zig-zag patters on his shoulders and a double-horned crest on top of his head. He had a very similar body to the former Autobot, not to mention the same age, but he seemed more of a doctor given the cross-like and zig-zag patterns on his body.
The last was an Autobot with a feeling of coolness and swag, with a few stripes of blue, red and white on his hood, and a visor covering his eyes. Though smaller than the rest except for Bumblebee, his crossing of his arms seem to signify a sense of authority despite his colourful looks.
At once, all the Autobots faced each other as Star Saber and Bumblebee reported in.
"Optimus Prime, sir." Star Saber addressed to the leader. "I've got some good news and some slight bad news."
"What have you brought us, Saber?" asked the wise leader of the Autobots.
"Well, the good news is, we have the fuel rods needed for the Ark." He then patted Bumblebee on the shoulder, signalling him to move forward to give the rods. The objects were soon handed over to the medic bot known as Ratchet.
"Yes!" He cheered. "These are exactly what we need to finally fuel the Ark and leave Cybertron. I'll deliver these to Wheeljack." He took the fuel rods with him and left the room to attend to business.
"While Ratchet installs the fuel rods, Jazz, Ironhide." Optimus Prime faced the other two beside him. "I need you two to order the evacuation. Tell all of our Autobots at Iacon that we're finally ready to leave. And do so quietly. We don't want to attract aattention from our Decepticon foes."
"You got it, boss." complied Jazz as he and his partner moved out as well. As they left, there was now only the remaining three Autobots.
Or so it seemed…
"Now then, the bad news?" asked Optimus.
"Well, I dunno how to put it, sir." answered Star Saber, before giving Bumblebee a good glare. "Except maybe Bumblebee breaking code to do the job and leading a couple of 'Cons to the Decagon. Now, thanks to that, they might just report to their leader of our whereabouts and bring their forces to attack the plaza."
Bumblebee again could not bring himself to look up. There was only guilt written in his face.
"And may I ask why you did not capture the Decepticons to prevent this, Saber?" Optimus brought a good point as Star Saber was caught by surprise. Maybe he was being a little too carried away with his report.
"Uh, I… Well, sir…" Struggling to find an excuse, his voice was stuttering, causing Bumblebee to grin silently. Now, who's the one up for humiliation?
"There's no cause for alarm, Star Saber. As long as we have managed to secure the fuel rods, we can go our way and Megatron won't have the slightest hint of where we will go." A peaceful solution came to stop the awkward moment as Optimus forgave his comrade with a hand on his panicking shoulder.
"Y-yes, sir. Understood, sir." Then, Prime turned his attention towards Bumblebee.
"What you did out there was brave, Bumblebee." he said to the smaller Autobot. "But do take caution of how you are willing to play a part in our survival."
"Sir?" Bumblebee could not understand what Optimus was trying to implore.
"I know you are strong, Bumblebee. But you did not need to prove it by going out on your own. You could have been destroyed if Star Saber did not come to save you."
The smaller Autobot looked up to the bot in question, who responded with a nod. He then looked back at Optimus.
"I know, sir. But… I just want to help people. It's what I always want to do. Isn't that what we're supposed to do? Be heroes?"
"There's a thin line between being a hero and being a memory, Bumblebee. You cannot allow yourself to jump to conclusions and act on your own. You must learn to assess the situation before choosing to help others. Otherwise, you will not find what you are looking for."
Being a hero and being a memory. That's an advice Bumblebee would learn to heed. Either follow instructions and think before acting, or be destroyed; exist as nothing but a memory.
But as always, if there was any bot that could find a way to touch the very Sparks of Autobots, it was definitely Optimus Prime. He was wise, peace-loving and inspiring, but he could also turn the tide of a battle with his sheer size and strength alone.
He was one of the few who had hope for Bumblebee, willing to bring the little guy into his circle for his bravery. All he needed, however, was control.
Giving Optimus a knowing smile, he nodded understandingly, satisfying the Autobot leader. Star Saber, on the other hand, rolled his eyes, knowing that the little rascal might still pull off a stunt that no one might want to know about.
"Now that we have all we need to bring the Ark online and running, Saber." Star Saber stood at attention. "I need you to go get your forces meant for the infiltration for the fuel rods. Inform them to switch to the defensive back at the Decagon. We'll need all of our brothers if we are to finally be on our way to restoring Cybertron."
"Yes, sir!" At once, Star Saber took to the door and out for his mission.
"Bumblebee." Optimus looked towards his smaller companion. "You'll accompany me. We must rally the rest of the Autobots still here at the Decagon while Ironhide and Star Saber bring back those outside our walls."
"Roger that, sir." At least for now, Bumblebee was able to do something for the big boss as the two left the room to do their part to finally leave their war-torn home.
However, the room was still not left empty for now.
Just when the Autobots left the room, a dome light soon detached itself from the ceiling and was about to drop onto the floor. But instead of breaking, it had managed to transform into something else; extending a pair of wings and with two bird feet and head. The rest of its body was turned into a rectangle to reveal a bird-like robot. It then soared away from the ground and flew itself out of the room, away into the night sky.
The drone flew away from the Decagon and eventually away from Iacon altogether. After a while, it managed to migrate all the way to another war-torn city on the other side of Cybertron. This city, however, had an ominous dark presence with the city's cracks lit up by glowing purple lights. Skyscrapers were far spikier than those found in Iacon and smelting pools were everywhere, pouring down the city floor.
The drone zoomed past the dark city and into what appeared to be a large palace with four large spikes poking out of the roof. It went into a wide open door on the roof and flew right in.
It then flew into a corridor, eerie and cold, with no one in sight. As it went on, it reached a large pair of sliding doors, which opened up to reveal a similar control room to the one in the Decagon, but was far darker and filled with purple lights. It then soared towards a control console, and began to land on someone who was manning the controls.
It then transformed into a small tape-like device and was grabbed on by the latter robot, whose head was covered by a mouthplate and eyes blocked by a red pair of visor goggles. He had a cylindrical gatling cannon on his right shoulder and a chest panel of glass. On that panel, there was a symbol that was almost similar to the Autobot one, but was far pointier and evil-looking.
The drone-turned device was then inserted inside the computer, for which the robot soon tapped into the cluster of buttons. The screen above was activated to reveal the layouts of a large ship, scanned by the computer itself.
"OBTAINING. AUTOBOT SCHEMATICS FOR ARK CRUISER." The robot spoke in a very electronic tone, almost without any emotion, as he continued to operate.
After a minute, the scan was complete.
"Excellent, Soundwave." Soon, the robot was joined by yet another evil presence. A shrivelling high voice was heard from behind him, but Soundwave continued to work without looking back.
Yet, the owner of the voice approached from the shadows to reveal another winged Seeker; red and white unlike the two earlier bots. He cracked a sly grin, elated by the progress made by Soundwave.
"Soon, we shall take aim and obliterate those foolish Autobots before they even leave the system! They thought they could escape the wrath of the Decepticons before we even notice. But they are wrong…" This winged robot walked towards Soundwave, ready to give him an order. "Assemble the troops. It is time we pay those weak little pacifists a little visit!"
"Starscream!" But then, another loud voice echoed through the room. This one, however, was far more menacing, enough to scare the Seeker himself. From the shadows again, emerged a much larger silver Decepticon with a huge cannon attached to his right arm. With his bleeding red eyes, he looked down on the arrogant robot with much cold demeanour. "You shall not give orders around here. Not when I, Megatron, am present."
"M-My… My apologies, Lord Megatron." Starscream shivered humbly at his master's presence, almost a complete change from his bold and mighty self. "There is no command… but yours."
But as Megatron walked past him, the Decepticon lieutenant snuck a little sneer from behind Megatron's back. The Decepticon Seeker had always harboured a taste for Decepticon leadership, but was always bested by Megatron's power and image that he always failed to stand up to the leader, forcing him to continue playing the role of suck-up just to maintain his position within the ranks of the Decepticons. One day, he vowed, just one day, he shall have his chance…
"So, Soundwave." The Decepticon leader approached Soundwave, who proceeded to disengage the spy drone from out of the computer as it transformed back to bird mode, perching onto Megatron's arm. "Let us see what Laserbeak has picked up during his reconnaissance mission, and find out what those puny Autobots have in store in their blasted capital."
Soon, the computer screen flickered to reveal the footage of the conversation between the Autobots back at Iacon.
The Decepticons listened in to the talk, paying attention to all the details of the Autobots' plans. What they got was a flurry of information absorbed into their processors, finding out about the plans to evacuate Cybertron aboard a mighty vessel.
"So…" Megatron played his fingers on his chin while smirking evilly at the footage. "Optimus and his band of defunct soldiers are cowering at the face of Megatron. Those fools…"
"WHAT ARE YOUR ORDERS, LORD MEGATRON?" Soundwave stood at attention to his leader, requesting further orders.
"Since Optimus will be moving house, we shall make sure to accompany him on the way out. Only this time, he shall leave… in PIECES! HAHAHAHAHA!"
"Then we must mobilize the troops immediately, Lord Megatron!" suggested Starscream.
"For once, Starscream. I concur!" Megatron then assembled the two as they made way for their mission. "But first, if we are to leave Cybertron, then I must assign someone to protect Cybertron from further incursions." He turned towards another computer console on the other side of the room near the exit door. There, he activated it and contacted a figure who appeared on the monitor; a robot purple in colour and with one glowing yellow dot of an eye in the middle of his face and two antennae attached to the sides of his face.
"Shockwave, reporting for duty, Lord Megatron." The robot answered from the other end of the call.
"Shockwave." called Megatron. "Optimus Prime and his Autobots are leaving Cybertron. I must strike while the opportunity is mine. I shall leave Cybertron under your protection until I arrive. Wipe out what and whoever dares to oppose us while I am away."
"As you command, Lord Megatron! I shall not fail you and defend Cybertron at all costs! Long live the Decepticons! Shockwave, out!" The call ended before Megatron and his two officers headed for the door on their way to incite more fear to the Autobots. Optimus Prime was not going anywhere, not on Megatron's watch!
Back at Iacon, in a hallway full of Autobots working around, carrying crates, helping others and what not, Optimus Prime and Bumblebee were both supervising the whole evacuation of their fellow bots. They walked along the hallway, sometimes bumping into fleeing passers-by along the way.
The whole area was a mess, with bots running here and there, carelessly moving around hoping to finally escape millions of years of endless war. However, it was a problem that Optimus wished to solve, not allowing fear to take over their minds.
"Stay calm, Autobots!" Optimus called upon his soldiers, who all stopped moving about or panicking to hear their leader speak to them; a common yet amazing feat only a Prime can do. "Do not panic. Megatron and his Decepticons do not know we are about to embark on our exodus. Allow yourselves to slowly take your time and pick up what you need. We shall depart soon enough and find a solution to this war. May Primus guide us all."
Optimus had concluded his inspiring speech, and to that effect, it worked tremendously. Everyone had their spirits raised and went about at a more peaceful pace.
Bumblebee grew amazed at Optimus' ability to inspire others. It was this power and leadership that allowed the Autobots to win over numerous battles, and now it was used to save them from extinction.
As time went by, the Autobots had vacated the area, leaving behind Optimus and Bumblebee; the two walking the other way they went before, after gathering up their comrades throughout the rest of the plaza.
"I guess we're done here, sir." stated Bumblebee.
"Now we must await Star Saber's arrival." said Optimus as he and Bumblebee went to a balcony to watch out for the last Autobot team to return home.
Then, from the distance, they saw a group of bots coming in from the far side of the city.
Star Saber and his strike team had returned home, zooming over the city and heading towards Optimus. As they arrived, they transformed into their robot modes and stood firm in front of their leader.
"Sir, that's the last of them, sir." reported Star Saber. "You sure there aren't any more of us still out there?"
"The announcement had been given to all Autobots and it should have gotten their attention by now." explained Optimus. "Every Autobot must comply with the orders given."
"Even Kup and his Dyno Bot team? You know how stubborn those bots can be."
"Rest assured that they have booked in and are ready to depart as well. Now without delay, we must embark." Signalling to his Autobots, the group had all walked together on their way to finally leave their home planet.
After nearly a Mega Cycle later, the surface was still as silent as it could be. Not a single sign of activity was seen from orbit.
But then, just as it was about to continue being quiet, there was a sudden boom which echoed throughout the quiet world. Then, a brilliant flash brightened up the darkened city of Iacon as a booming powerful burst of rocket fuel blasted a ship far away into the planet's atmosphere.
A large golden ship burst from out of the city and away into the sky. It was not long before the mighty ship blasted its way into space and the unknown.
This was the Autobot ship of power and hope that was the Ark. The Autobots', and Cybertron's, last hope for the planet's restoration and an end to the war.
Inside the ship, a lone Bumblebee watched on as he looked upon his home from afar, moving further and further away as the ship he was in left. There was a long-lasting feeling of sorrow within his Spark. Cybertron was his home, like so many others. Although he was built during the time of the dreaded civil war between the Autobots and the Decepticons, the young Scout still felt like Cybertron was the home he wanted to save. He desired to live in a time like that of the Golden Age where Cybertronians lived in peace and prosperity, and was willing to fight for such a dream. But now, ever since Optimus declared the plan to leave the planet, his dream started to look bleak, unsure if such an idea was going to save Cybertron.
However, as always, Optimus Prime was someone who shared Bumblebee's desire, as well as many other Autobots, and he was the leader they knew would finally bring an end to the war and bring back Cybertron to its former glory.
So, with full respect and faith in his leader, Bumblebee held on to his hope as long as Optimus Prime led his bots to battle.
After having seen enough, the yellow bot walked away from the window and back into the command bridge.
Bumblebee walked into the bridge where many Autobots were going around managing in their stations, sitting at the control consoles working through computers, carrying around supplies for the long trip and more.
While he was in there, he could see Optimus Prime sitting on his command chair in the middle of the chamber. He was talking to Ironhide, who was speaking to him like they were good buddies; friendly in their conversation.
"Hahahah!" The two chuckled over a little joke old Ironhide cooked up for the leader. With the fun over then, the old bot went back to work while Optimus returned to leading his men through the stars and on their long journey. Then, the leader soon noticed Bumblebee walking up to him.
"Bumblebee." He called. "You seem troubled." When Optimus took notice of Bumblebee's sad look, the little bot knew he had to tell what was in his mind.
"Yeah… I was kinda worried…"
"About Cybertron?" Optimus further asked.
"Yeah…"
"Do not fear, Bumblebee. I understand that leaving our home is not easy. It never would be. All of the Autobots here share your concern. But once we find a way to restore Cybertron back to what it should have been millions of years ago, we shall return." Optimus looked back to his men at front while Bumblebee walked on back to his post.
The young bot was finally able to muster a smile after Optimus' inspiring words. He was so sure he had made the right choice depending on this remarkable warrior as his leader. Cybertron will be saved in no time with someone like Optimus Prime in command.
"Besides, I have a plan to make sure Cybertron remains quiet while we are gone…"
For a while, the Ark was on its way to the stars and out to find that one power that could save their entire planet. The crew on board, fully spirited and awaiting the success of their long voyage, were also practically relaxed with their mission, sure that their Decepticon adversaries were very much unaware that all of this went unnoticed until it was too late. There was no way they could ever react on time before the Ark could warp away into space.
Would there?
Optimus could finally take it easy and relax, envisioning the beginning of a new Cybertron where there would be no war and no suffering. Just peace and prosperity for all Cybertronians.
But then…
BBBOOOMMM!
"What?!" The whole bridge began to shake violently after a loud boom shook everyone's audio receptors with an explosion that rocked the entire ship. The entire crew present stumbled around as the loud bang shook the entire interior, absolutely shocked after what had happened.
"What's going on?!" shouted Sonic Bomber, one of the pilots flying the ship.
But then, as everyone tried to fathom what had happened, another powerful blast hit the ship on the left wing, which was visible by the crew.
When Optimus looked at that very moment, he saw something that he dreaded him. Something he wished he would never see. A purple fiery laser bolt.
"No…"
Behind the Ark under fire, the attacker was pursuing the golden ship as it fired more of its purple lasers at it.
The large, rough spiked and dark ship shaped like the tip of a spear made a dashing chase from the planet like a torpedo, firing its way towards the Autobot ship with barrages of its laser projectiles.
Within the ship's bridge just on top of its hull, there was someone who was waiting for the opportunity to finally storm the ship and deal with the Autobots once and for all.
Sitting above his throne, the infamous and tyrannical Megatron was watching the enemy ship being fired upon by his own ship, smirking as he awaited full victory against the Autobots. Only then would his desire for Cybertron conquest be fully complete.
"Full course, Decepticons! Prime thinks he could cower away from Cybertron without our knowledge, but he shall now bear witness to the ultimate victory of the Decepticons!"
The Nemesis continued to fire at the Ark until flames came out of the areas hit hard by the lasers.
"Sir! We've just lost power to the shields!" reported Star Saber. "We're being hit hard at the hull already!"
"Maintain flight pattern! We must reach the coordinates to the Space Bridge before Megatron takes us apart!" commanded Optimus Prime.
"Seekers inbound!"
One of the Autobots looked out the window to find a squadron of Decepticon fighters zooming to the front of the Ark to intercept it. As the formation came right in front of the bridge glass, it fired a barrage of missiles heading right for the room.
"Everyone! Take cover!" All the bots in the room braced for impact, jumping away from the viewing glass. The missiles broke through the glass and sped right for the end of the room, blasting the entire area with a rocking explosion, which ended up blowing some of the unfortunate Autobots within the line of fire.
But after the glass had shattered, it made a powerful suction force which sucked in everything in the room. Some more generic Autobots began to fly out the hole in the window, helplessly being flung out into the empty darkness of space, screaming along the way. Those who were strong enough held on to anything they could for dear life as the vacuum pulled them.
"CLOSE THE BLAST DOORS!" Ironhide yelled out. Immediately, fighting the force of the vacuum, an Autobot slowly pushed towards the button on the far end of the room. After a while, he managed to reach it, but was now facing the full force pushing him away from the button. Again, a few more seconds and eventually, he slammed it down.
Afterwards, the viewing cockpit was soon covered up as large panels covered up the whole glass panels, shielding the Autobots from being sucked out. The panels closed, blocking all view from the bridge. Fortunately, the pulling force of the vacuum had faded. Everyone dropped back down with gravity restored.
"Status report?" With the situation now under control, Optimus called upon his crew.
"Not good, sir." reported Sonic Bomber. "Shields have been crippled and our left wing is damaged. What I'm worried about right now are the fuel tanks there. We'll be running out of power in no time if we keep letting those 'Cons blast us repeatedly."
"Then I need bots out there to defend the fuel tanks before the Decepticons break this ship apart. Brainmasters." He called to a trio of other smaller Autobots. "Guard those tanks at all costs."
The three bots saluted as they ran to their posts.
"In the meantime, Autobots." He then turned to the rest of the bots in the room. "We have to defend the Ark from the Decepticons. This is our last chance to save Cybertron. Let's roll out!"
At once, everyone complied to Optimus' command, rushing to their stations and preparing to arm themselves against the Decepticon threat.
"The Decepticon warship's moving to broadside position, sir!" reported Jazz. "They're going to fire another volley at us, for sure."
"No, Jazz." corrected Optimus. "I've got a feeling that this is another type of approach. If my gut feeling is correct, then it means…" Then, he had the suspicion that a certain tyrant would be involved in hunting him down. An old enemy who had been fighting him throughout the war and was now about to launch another vicious attack just to find him.
"Megatron… He's going to board the ship…"
Walking along the corridor towards a huge hangar bay filled with battle-ready soldiers and pilots, the large bulky body of Megatron moved to gather his men for an all-out assault on the Ark.
The moment he approached the hangar bay, he then noticed a sudden commotion happening inside the bay. As he descended down to the lower floor, he saw a green Seeker flying right in the room, smoke and fire burning at his wing tip. It then transformed into robot mode and landed hard on the floor, seemingly in pain.
The Seeker with the dragon helmet could not get up as he was forced to sit on the floor tending to the wound. He raised his head up to see his menacing leader glaring down on him.
"F-Forgive me, Lord Megatron!" He fearfully spoke up. "But the Autobots' defences were crippling us out there!"
Megatron remained silent while still staring at the cowering Seeker. Then, all of a sudden, the Decepticon leader, in cold oil, grabbed the wounded Seeker by the throat and lifted him up. The Seeker choked from the vice grip while displaying a frightful face.
"Who gave you the order to launch an assault without my permission, Leozack?!" Megatron rebuked with a face of anger.
"LORD MEGATRON." The low buzzing sound of Soundwave's voice caught his attention. "SEEKER ASSAULT, UNAUTHTORIZED. COMMAND SENT BY STARSCREAM."
Megatron did not speak again, but decided to drop that useless Seeker down on the ground. Leozack fell on his bottom while gasping for air. Megatron then proceeded to walk back up and towards wherever that sorry excuse for an Air Commander could be.
"Of course… That lousy glitch…"
As he approached to another hangar bay just next door, he spotted what appeared to be Starscream pointing and shouting out commands like a loose cannon, simply sending them to their pre-emptive destruction.
While he walked towards the reckless moron, he watched as more fools transform and launch themselves without his own say.
"Go now, Seekers!" Starscream screamed at his troops as each and every one of them flew off out of the hangar, oblivious to Megatron's presence. "Blow that Autobot ship and let their pitiful existence cease to… ACCKKK!"
Again, Megatron resulted to a chokehold on Starscream's neck, lifting him up as he stared up with his deadly glare.
"Did I not warn you, that no one gives the orders around here but Megatron?!" the powerful yelling continued, and Starscream began to cough and desperately gasp while having his circuits riddle in fear. Not willing to waste time dealing with such an incompetent fool, Megatron gave Starscream a last warning before throwing him down hard.
"The next time I catch you commanding troops behind my back, I shall not hesitate to tear you apart!"
Megatron soon left the bumbling Decepticon down on the floor, walking back to his usual business.
As the leader disappeared from his sights, Starscream shook his head from his traumatic punishment of disobedience. AS he recovered, he growled in anger. Once again, Megatron had humiliated him in front of all of his troops. Just how was he going to excel to power if Megatron was tossing him around like a ragdoll everywhere at every time? He gritted his teeth and groaned. He swore that Megatron would indeed pay for this embarrassment.
In the meantime, Megatron was on his way to another part of the ship, where there were several circular doorways leading to small tube rooms. Decepticon soldiers began flooding into these rooms while their leader began inspecting them as he walked on.
He then stopped at one of the rooms and turned to walk into it, accompanied by more soldiers, including one which walked by his side. He was a Decepticon with a huge cannon behind on his back facing upwards, as well as an unusual assortment of features. Wings on his back and tank threads at the sides of his legs.
"Lord Megatron!" the bot called. "This will surely be a glorious moment to finally defeat Optimus Prime!"
"Indeed it is, Blitzwing." agreed Megatron. "It will be the end of their pitiful pestilence. Prepare the boarding parties!" He then commanded those outside the room to close the doors of the rooms. Soon, once closed, the rooms then shook as large tubes with claws at the end outside the ship were fired onto the Autobot ship.
Those rooms were actually boarding tubes and the Decepticons inside were ready to board.
The Ark continued to be blasted at with cannon fire from the Nemesis and missiles from the Seeker squadrons. One missile eventually reached through the ship's defences and blew up a chunk of the hull.
At one of the corridors lined by walls with windows overlooking the battle in space, Bumblebee was speeding across the area in car mode, desperate to help out against the Decepticons.
"Gotta get to the fuel tanks!" He rushed to the door where he would come outside to the surface of the ship and aid any Autobots attempting to defend their last hope.
However, as soon as he was about a few metres away from the door, a sudden crashing sound was heard.
"WHOA!" Bumblebee was suddenly rocked and thrown off to the wall on the left, forcing him to transform into robot mode. A large claw pierced right for the glass, latching onto the holes with the sharp points all over its circumference, revealing a four-panel circular door.
Bumblebee recovered from his tumble across the wall to find that threatening sight of the claw attached to the wall. But what was even more worrying being the doors that opened up. Inside, he could pick up a few glowing red eyes flashing dimly inside the room staring down on him.
Then, from out of the chambers, a group of well-built and dangerous-looking brutes of Decepticons burst out, ready to bring the hurt on the Autobots. They set their sights at their first victim; the lone little scout. He slammed a hammer weapon to the ground to show off against the smaller bot. Judging by Bumblebee's size, the brute immediately assumed that this was going to be an easy kill.
Bumblebee got back up and saw the Decepticons coming right at him. However, instead of being intimidated, the scout immediately went to work.
The Decepticon, followed by his fellow troopers, engaged Bumblebee, starting with the former lifting his hammer at him. However, as he slammed it down on the ground, releasing a ton of force that cracked the ground, Bumblebee slid right underneath the hammer and right under the Decepticon's legs, catching the others behind by surprise.
Then, once behind everyone, Bumblebee jumped up and converted his hand into a gun barrel and fired at the group down below, spraying down a shower of bullets which stunned the soldiers by using their arms to shield themselves from the blasts.
As he landed down, he took the chance and extended a laser blade from his hand while the enemy was still pinned. They looked at the charging Autobot too late before he jumped forward and lunged his sword out at one of them, stabbing him right into his chest. Once the blade separated from the body in a deadly pull, the robot, sparking electricity on his wound, fell down on the floor. His eyes stopped glowing as he became a lifeless husk of metal.
"Scratch one!" Bumblebee gloated as he prepared to take on the rest of the Decepticons. Having learnt their lesson, they came at him altogether. They tried to catch the bot with their hands, but the Autobot again evaded them, rolling to the side.
The confusion allowed Bumblebee to again strike another Decepticon from behind, but the slash at the back only grazed through the metal plating which prompted the target to turn around to find the rascal.
Bumblebee was caught in his sights, but loading up his blaster for another run, he made no haste to fire upon the gang again. However, when he pulled the trigger, one of the Decepticons was able to catch him on the foot and pulled him towards his face. Then, with one push, he tossed the poor Autobot to the wall, hurting his back in the process.
The Autobot was thrown against wall so hard that he was unable to move his body for long, forcing to land down on the floor and stayed there for a good while.
Satisfied with their move, the Decepticons made their advance towards the fallen Autobot. One charged up his weapon and aimed it at Bumblebee.
The scout was able to look up, but that was all the good he could do. Watching helplessly, he hoped for a miracle to happen. Just where is backup when you need one?
Just as the Decepticon was about to open fire…
BWUIIMM!
A shot was fired. Bumblebee opened his eyes to find out that apparently, he survived. When he looked at his foes to see what had happened, there he saw a decapitated body, with its neck socket jolting with sparks.
The headless body then fell to the ground, horrifying the other Decepticons. When they tried to find out who had fired the shot…
SLASSHHH!
Another Decepticon was severed in half by a swift strike to the stomach, separating the upper torso from the legs as both parts fell hard to the ground.
The horrified Decepticons eventually tried to look at their attacker, but then they too were dealt with. Two more shots to their heads sealed the deal, ending the scuffle.
Bumblebee struggled to get up, but when he looked, he saw his savior. A swordsbot in a finished strike pose looking away coldly from the wreckages he left behind. Once again, Star Saber had come to his rescue. But he was not the only one.
Bumblebee turned around and saw another Autobot with a forearm sniper cannon coupled with a shield attachment on his wrist. It was Jazz, who blew the smoke out of the barrel.
"You okay, BB?" he called before giving Bumblebee a lift.
"Y-yeah…" Bumblebee got up with Jazz's help, but his injury had kept him from maintaining a proper standing. "I'll l-live." Then, he saw Star Saber walking towards him while sheathing his weapon. He stepped right past the yellow bot, not bothering to look out for him to say the least.
"Do I have to stick up to your neck every time?" was all he said before walking further back to the bridge. Bumblebee gave a silent scoff. He was baffled as to why Star Saber was always being such a jerk whenever he would see him. Why was he such a blowhard? Does he not care for his own teammates' safety? Sure he saved his life, but was he really going to be so harsh with his words? For all he knew, that was probably the response he'll get as a 'you're welcome' gesture.
However, there was no time to be pondering. Right now, another explosion rocked the ship; a rude reminder of the desperate situation they were in.
"Come on, Bee!" Jazz called out to the younger bot. "We gotta help Prime!"
"Prime?" asked a worried Bumblebee. "What happened?"
"Word just got in that he's engaged with his ol' buddy!"
"His ol' buddy?" Then, Bumblebee remembered something off about Jazz's statement. If Optimus was engaged with someone seemingly associated with him, then it could mean one thing…
"Megatron!"
"Let's kick it or lose it!" They both transformed to car mode and sped off towards the bridge to aid their leader.
Surely enough, when they arrived, there they saw them. Optimus Prime staring right down at his old adversary.
For centuries, these two powerful leaders had been in each other's' necks ever since. Never a brutal battle goes by without seeing them duel one another. Their fights had almost always determined the fate of each battle they fought in, and since then, they became bitter enemies. It was hard to imagine that before the war, they were brothers.
"Megatron…" Optimus sneered.
"Ah… Prime." Megatron walked around his foe, only for the latter to do the same.
All around them, there was already another massive brawl between Autobots and Decepticons, as each of Optimus and Megatron's forces battled to determine this seemingly final battle. Star Saber was among the combatants slicing through foot soldiers along the way.
Everything was at stake for both sides. If the Autobots win, they'll have their chance of fleeing Cybertron to find their new solution to restore the planet. If they don't, then it's finally over for them as Megatron and his tyrannical Decepticons would conquer Cybertron and make it a vessel for their future crusades across the known cosmos.
"This ends now!" Optimus threw himself up from his feet and ran straight towards Megatron, only for the Decepticon leader to draw out his wrist-mounted Fusion Cannon at him and fired. A huge and powerful laser of purple energy streaked right for the Autobot leader. Fortunately, he barely dodged the blast and charged at his adversary, becoming locked in a fist fight with him; a usual sight to see if you ever fought alongside Optimus Prime or Megatron.
"Cybertron will NOT be yours, Megatron!" declared Optimus. "You won't be causing anymore suffering and destruction. The war must end! Cybertron must live on!"
"I agree, Prime!" mocked Megatron. "Although, I agree, on some of your terms."
As the fists flew and the kicks swung, Optimus and Megatron both tried to gain an advantage over the other. But then, after a few minutes of fighting, Megatron was able to pick up Optimus in the air and threw him at a control console.
"Oh no!" Bumblebee cried out as he spectated the epic battle.
With Optimus injured from the fall, he ran for him and raised his fist, swinging it at Prime. The Autobot managed to recover and dodged the punch. With Megatron missing the hit, he countered with a fist to Megatron's face, sending the startled Decepticon flying towards to the other end of the room.
Rubbing his head from the brutal pain he had suffered, Optimus got back up and walked towards the wounded Decepticon tyrant.
"Give up, Megatron!" demanded Optimus as Megatron struggled to get back up. "This is your last warning!" But as Megatron managed to rise up, he looked down in mock defeat before giving the hero a mischievous smirk. Before Optimus could react, however…
"NEVER!" Megatron got up with all his might and swung both of his arms at Optimus, sending him hurling towards the flight controls. And with that massive hit to the head, his balance once got back up had been downed tremendously.
"WARNING! WARNING!" Suddenly, the ship was buzzing with the loud echoing voice of its main computer, Teletraan 1, which started to alert everyone inside that the ship was out of control as evident by the violent shaking and flashing red lights illuminating throughout the whole room. Five minutes later, the ship began rocking, blazing fire from almost everywhere.
"The ship is out of control!" Optimus ran to the controls to see if he could repair or even manage them, but then, he did not get the chance. In a final blow, he was blasted at the back by Megatron.
"OPTIMUS!" There was nothing Bumblebee could do but watch as his leader was befallen by his long-time enemy. His back was scarred with a big hole with a small flame bursting out of the wound. He fell to the floor as some of the other Autobots watched in horror.
Triumphant, the battered Megatron walked victoriously over his defeated foe.
"Megatron." Optimus gasped with every breath, unable to move at all as Megatron moved closer in a killing mood.
"This time it really is…" said Megatron, proudly. Finally, after centuries of conflict, it was time to say…
"…GOODBYE, OPTIMUS PRIME!" As Megatron aimed his cannon at Prime, Optimus could only look helplessly as the cannon was ready to fire.
"LORD MEGATRON!" Suddenly, Soundwave, who was still in the Nemesis, interrupted Megatron via comm-link.
"What is it, Soundwave?!" responded Megatron, with a strict voice, angry that his victory was abruptly halted.
"EXPERIENCING SOME TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES IN THENEMESIS. ENGINES CRIPPLED FROM UNKNOWN SOURCE. MUST WITHDRAW!"
"No, Soundwave! My victory is near! I am one step closer in annihilating Optimus…" But as Megatron was gloating away, there was just one more surprise. He could hear some small rustling coming from underneath him and believe or not, Optimus was looking up, angry himself with his fist clenched.
"It's over, Megatron!" yelled Optimus, as he launched a mega punch of his own right at Megatron's face. It happened as if it was in slow motion as Megatron fell to the ground.
Both leaders were now on the ground, heavily injured from their confrontation. Megatron dragged himself closer to Optimus, still obsessed with his temptation to destroy his foe. Optimus himself could not do anything after losing his strength from that last punch.
Before they could do anything, before they could stand up, the unfortunate began to happen.
"Huh?" As Star Saber fought on, something happened that he could not fathom.
Out of nowhere, in front of the ships, there was a blink of light in the stars. Soon, that blink flashed up and opened to form a massive wormhole.
"What the-?! A space bridge?" Unable to do anything to break free, the ships moved closer to the hole, rocking more violently from the force of the impending entity. Soon, from outside the tubes from the Nemesis could hold no more, forcefully detached from the Ark. This had left most of Megatron's stranded in the Ark.
"No. NO!" shouted Megatron as he too realized what was happening before his very eyes.
The whole interior was shaking so badly as if an earthquake hit. Everyone braced for impact, except for some who carried on the fight. The front protective panels of the bridge windows broke away from the force of the wormhole and the vacuum of space began sucking everything out again, from tiny chunks of debris to unfortunate soldiers.
Soon, the two ships began to enter the hole itself, pulled into what appeared to be a colourful tunnel of blinding light. Once they got in, the hole started to shrink as it swallowed up the ships whole. The force from the pull had actually damaged the ships, breaking them apart as they entered. Finally, after fully devouring them in, the hole, in the blink of an eye, vanished.
The ships were helplessly swinging round and around, slowly being dismantled into pieces as they were violently being thrown into this mysterious vortex.
Within the Ark, the fighting had somehow ceased with now both sides, from fighting each other, were now fighting against the violent and unstoppable forces of gravity, trying to stay on the ship.
The two leaders grabbed on to Optimus' command chair. However, losing his strength, Megatron had lost his grip and slipped away, but not before grabbingon to Prime's leg. The Autobot did everything he could to release himself of Megatron, kicking him in the face, but the tyrant held on tightly.
"If I am to be sucked away into the vastness of space! I'm taking you with me!" yelled Megatron. With Megatron's unshakable resolve, Optimus was losing his grip, struggling to shake off Megatron. Finally, after a moment of struggle, he could hold no more.
"Indeed, Megatron…" He let his fingers open up let go and allowed himself to be thrown off the chair and eventually out the window, sending the two of them hurling into the vortex.
"PRIME! NO!" cried Bumblebee, as he and others watched as their leaders vanished. The little scout held on tight to the door as he was being shaken around. Then, there was no sign of life. Optimus Prime and Megatron were no more.
"No…" Star Saber, holding on to a control console, silently mourned. He could not believe his eyes. The most important battle of their lives was about to be determined right here on this very bridge. In the end, it ended up being a draw that seemed to had costed the lives of both leaders. The Autobots and Decepticons were now leaderless.
In the bridge of the Nemesis, which itself was breaking apart from the inside, Starscream had just returned from his dogfights with the Autobots. He stood atop the front stage of the bridge, watching two familiar bodies being hurled into the vortex. He looked down, with sorrow.
"It is now a dark day for the Decepticons. Our leader, Megatron's spark has been extinguished."
However, as he raised his head, he let out an evil grin. It turned out that he was only shedding crocodile tears.
"All. Hail. Starscream!" He laughed out loud to his Spark's content, proclaiming himself as the new leader of the Decepticons. At last, he was able to rid himself of Megatron and rise up to the Decepticon throne.
It happened all so suddenly. The ships had been tossed around in a vortex for a long while, with everyone in their ships unable to regain control of the flight patterns.
But then, when all was said and done, the ships had come across the end of the ride, popping through another wormhole which had jettisoned them out and putting back to normal space again.
However, since their tumultuous ride through the vortex, the ships were so badly damaged that they were now hurling around to who knows where.
Soon, the ships were being drifted away, speeding towards what appeared to be a blue planet with green continents and a smaller white moon orbiting it.
Back in the Nemesis, as he was enjoying his ascension, Starscream turned around to address his new underlings. But when he faced to find the control crew, he noticed that all of the Decepticons have left the bridge.
"Where did everyone go?!"
As he was basking in his delusional glow, everyone, including Soundwave had rushed to the safety of escape pods. From the viewing glass, he could see several pods being shot out of the ship and to safety from ending up who knows where.
Just when his troubles were getting worse, Starscream could see that the ship he was in, now empty, was being thrown of its course and into the moon. The Nemesis was now at its critical point and any crash was bound to completely destroy it, taking with it anyone foolish enough to remain inside.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" the new leader screamed as the ship finally reached the moon and crashed into the surface, breaking apart into several pieces. Starscream just never stood a chance and was taken out with the ship. So much for being leader now…
"Ratchet! The Ark'ssystems are fading! We're losing altitude!" yelled Sonic Bomber. The Ark was also being hurled away. This time, however, it was flying out of control and was now heading for the bigger planet. Thankfully, the Ark was now at level for everyone to walk again, but time was running out.
"I can see that, Sonic Bomber!" replied Ratchet. The ship was making a steep descent in for the planet's atmosphere.
"Quick, everyone. Into the stasis pods!" Star Saber quickly rallied the Autobots as they all rushed out of the bridge and into their only hope for survival. The Autobots left some of the Decepticons still on board and made a dash to their stasis pods, leaving them to their impending doom.
They all reached to several rooms which all they contained rows of stasis pods. Each Autobot opened up the pods and buckled up inside of them. Upon entry, a form of gas enveloped as the pods closed with the Autobots inside, knocking them out into stasis lock.
With everyone asleep, the ship was now entering the atmosphere, being burnt into a fireball as the frictional force of the layers tore the ship apart. Eventually, it was able to pass through the atmosphere, but it was now still on its way to crash.
Soon, the Ark was on a collision course for a wide-open area of ocean as it slowly made its way downwards. Finally, upon contact with the water, it violently smashed into the ocean, flipping upwards before coming back down flat. After crashing, the Ark began to sink slowly into the deep blue sea.
However, everyone, in their stasis pods, was still intact, though some who weren't probably weren't so lucky. The ship began to drop deeper to the darkest depths of the ocean, with the remaining survivors trapped inside their stasis pods, dormant.
However, far away from the Ark, there was a chunk of the ship that had landed closer to a nearby island, where it would eventually sink into a much shallower depth.
Inside the discarded piece, there was a room in it. It was another stasis pod chamer, which contained only three pods. And in these pods, laid the dormant remains of three of the Autobots.
Star Saber.
Jazz.
And Bumblebee.
Only time could tell when they would resurface.
But without a leader, the Autobots were at a disadvantage, and should the war begin again, they would probably have more downs than ups. However, with Megatron gone as well, the Decepticons would probably have nowhere to go as well. For now, the remains of the Ark laid deep under the sea, stuck at the seabed, rusting away as millions of years went by.
And finally, I've completed the first chapter of this rebooted story! I hope I've written and added enough for this new and improved fanfic, and that you enjoyed it.
Definitely happy to be coming back to this fanfic. My very first one that deserves to be revived with better story-telling and better development.
Please do leave some much needed feedback to see if I've made improvements from the old story and maybe drop a favourite or follow? Yes?
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But as always guys, thanks so much for reading and I shall catch you all in the Digital World next chapter!
And now, to answer some of the leftover reviews from the old story!
Seeker3:
Indeed. Although I did leave out some individuals from the last first chapter, they probably will or will not come back. Who knows? Thanks for the support too! But you'll have to wait and see what happens next XD
Frankthettriviaman:
As always, you've got my back every time and I'm more than happy to accept your backing. Thanks for your everlasting support
Yokai Watch:
Whoa! That's a lot of requests! But I will be frank that I am only including Generation 1 (with both US and Japanese characters), although there might be some characters from the other universes who will make an appearance sometime in the future. So stay tuned!