Chapter Three: The Resurrection


Author's Note #1: I do not own Transformers or any other brand name mentioned in this story. Only the Original Characters who appear in them.

Author's Note #2: The game Airmech mentioned in this story is owned by Carbon Games, and is not mine. You can check it out at the Carbon Games website. If you end up liking the game, refer me by going to the referrals tab and typing Graystripe01 as your referal, but do it before lvl 3. Thank you very much if you do.
Fittingly enough, Airmech is a Real Time Strategy game where you fly around as a transforming plane or helicopter, buying and placing units with the goal of destroying the opponent's base in mind.

Author's Note #3: The verses that will be merged for certain are Michael Bay's Movies, TF Prime, and TF Animated.

Author's Note 4: The combat robot mentioned in the chapter is the BattleBot Nightmare. Google "BattleBot Nightmare" to see and under stand what he looks like.

Author's Note 5: Google Axial EXO Terra Buggy if you are confused as to what the RC car looks like.

~ - ~ - ~ - Legend - ~ - ~ - ~

This is a human talking

This is a human thinking

This is a Cybertronian speaking

=|This is comlink speech|=

="This is comlink/radio speach out loud"=

~ - ~ - ~ - Who's Who - ~ - ~ - ~

Optimus Prime: TF Prime

Ultra Magnus: TF Prime

BumbleBee: TF Prime (Beeps will be in Morse Code, with Subtitles)

WheelJack: TF Prime, but invents things

Arcee: TF Prime

Bulkhead: TF Prime

Jazz: Movie-Verse

Prowl: TF Animated

Ratchet: TF Prime

Ironhide: Movie-Verse

Smokescreen: TF Prime

(The Wreckers/Roadbusters or who-ever, will be in here once I figure out their personalities. Along with Mirage. Que and Wheeljack will be two different mechs, but they'll both be scientists)


I awake with lights shining in my eyes. It takes me a moment to register that the amount of light hurts my eyes, and I close them again, letting them adjust to the brightness before reopening them. Once fully able able to see, I find myself staring at a white ceiling far above my head with silver marks all over it, reminisent of a circuit board.

I move my head to look around, or at least try. I try again, but my head won't move. Instead, I attempt to move my arm, only to find that it won't move either. Then I realize that I can't move at all. And worse yet, unable to feel my body. My whole body feels numb, but not numb like my foot when it 'falls asleep,' but numb like nothingness. I'm reminded of static on an old T.V. with no input. Laying there, useless, I try to figure out what happened, and more importantly, what's going on.

Last I remember before this was a crash. A bus crash with a truck. A big red and blue truck.

The truck! It did something, just before I blacked out! It, like... exploded or something... Oh my god! I hope everyone on the bus is okay! ...Well they must be okay, I was launched from the thing and I'm still alive, so-

I'm interrupted by the sound of a door opening. A really heavy door.

"Optimus, I found another one!" A young voice exclaimed.

Optimus? Where have I heard that before?

"Another one?!" A very deep, baritone voice questioned with a hint of shock.

That voice sounds familiar...

"Yes, this one is a hound." The first voice replied.

That one too, but vaguely.

"A hound?! But there's only one hound in existence, and he's a Decepticon!" An experienced voiced exclaimed.

Wait, I know that one too.

"Yeah, but this one has an Autobot logo on it." The young voice pointed out.

Autobot? What... what the hell was an Autobot again? I know that from somewhere...

There was some loud, rythemus banging on the ground, as if someone were walking. Then it stopped.

"That's immpossible. Megatron killed all the hounds at the beginning of the war, and only one is known to exist." The experienced voice pondered, and there was some shuffling and a bit of scraping.

Megatron? You mean a magnatron? Like... from a microwave?

The loud steps start again, heading for me. I see a flash of white and red paint cover the ceiling before the darkness sweeps over me once more.


I awake to the sound of someone speaking to me.

"Pisssst. Hey, hey, are you awake?" A young, fuzzy voice sounds near my left ear.

Silence for a couple minutes, and it starts again, this time I hear it better.

"Pisssssssst. Hey, wake up. I need to know something." This time I can register what the voice said, but immediately forget..

I try speaking, and surprizingly enough, I can.

"Ugh... eeeuhh, wow. Wait... what?"

"I need to know something." The feminan voice repeats, seemingly glad to know I'm awake.

"Like what?" I respond, wondering who she was.

"Where are we?" The young girl asks the all-important question.

"That's something I'd like to know myself. At what I see now, I'd say a really freaking big hospital." I reply with a questioning tone.

"I-"

We sit there in silence for a minute, before she finishes her sentence.

"What's a hospital?"

I was startled.

How could someone not know what a hospital is?

"Really? Care center? Medical bay? Organic repair shop! Hahahahaha!" I laugh at myself for coming up with such a stupid idea.

"Organic repair shop? So that's what a hospital is. Hmmm. Catch the name of anyone around here?"

"Ummm... one guy came running in saying they found 'another one,' whatever that means. The first guy he talked to was someone he referred to as 'Optimus,' whoever that is." I reply, singaling out the name. If I culd've move my hands, I would've made air quotes.

"Optimus?! As in Optimus Prime?"

"I... I guess so. I don't know where I am, what's going on, I don't know what day it is. All I know right now is that I can't move anything. Not even my eyes."

"Oh my, that's... I didn't kn-..."

...

...

I can't hear. Then blackness sweeps over me again.


When I come to my senses once more, I'm just sitting in a land of white. Up, down, left right. White. I'm just floating there.

I wonder if this is heaven. Is it heaven? Can't be, then I'd be able to have anything. Hmm.

I try wishing for my Axial EXO Terra Buggy to appear.

...

I thought about how much fun I've been having since I got it on Friday.

...nothing.

I suddenly became aware of my surroundings starting to change. The endless white began to create depth, with light shades. A fuzzy outline of something green appeared at my feet. It became clearer, then I felt smething in my left hand. Looking down, I recognise it immediately.

A rc radio transmitter? Whaaat...?

Then something else appeared in my other hand.

Red brick? No... it's plastic.

Then wires grew out the end of the rectangle, along with a white sticker with a maple leaf on it.

Lithium Polymer battery? Wait, that means-

I look down at my feet to see a green buggy, a replica of the RC car I bought a few days ago.

My buggy! Wait... maybe I'd be able to see Nightmare!

I wish for Nightmare to appear, and a black and silver splotch appears in the distance. I try to move toward it, but I find myself unable to move my feet from their place on the non-existent ground.

Ugh. Hmm... maybe I can drive my buggy over to it.

I crouch down and pull the side panel of the buggy off, putting the clips on the spoiler of the EXO Terra. I then put the battery in through where the windsheild would be, and strap it down, putting my fingers through the side. Once the LiPo is secured, I turn the rciever on, put the panel back on and plug the battery into my EXO's power cord.

It makes its radio connection chime, and the buggy starts to nudge forward. I'm about to stand up, when a black tire stops an inche away from my buggy.

Looking up, I come face-to-face with a big silver claw, bolted to a large silver circle. Leaning slightly to my left, I see that the disc has holes cut into it, in a very intracate pattern. A cylinder is coming out of the center, connecting to a thin black plate of metal. My gaze follows the plate, to where something connects to the plate; another plate. Then I stagger back in shock as the object turns to it's left, allowing me to see it's form from the side.

Ni-Nightmare.

I stare in shock at the object, which closely resembles a pizza cutter, with wheels on extended arms.

This IS heaven!

The combat robot turns to its right, and the wheels extend down, popping the combot into the air. Then they fold underneath the arm as the center of the arm opens to let tire tire through. The bottom of the arm comes down by the tire while the whorle arm bends. As the arms folds the disc is flipped sideways and swings to the rear. The rear of Nightmare pulls part and grows arms, then a head. The newly fromed humanoid robot stands on the wheels, and what was the bottom of the arm appears to be acting as a toe.

The newly formed figure turned to its left and faced me. Then it spoke.

"Robert, you have been resurrected." It stated.

"...what?" I reply, confused and baffled.

"In the crash wth Optimus Prime, you were killed. Optimus Prime saved you, by replacing your heart."

"Optimus Prime?! So, Cybertron is real?!"

"Affirmative."

"So if he was the overweight truck that ran into the bus... who were the 4x4 and red Audi R8? The buggy was probably a team of Nest soldiers, correct?"

Two plates above the metal figures eyes, or... optics, I guess, blocked part of the eyes-slash-optics, as if squinting at me. "How do you know of this information?"

"The Transformers movies, shows, etcetera. Ever heard of them?"

"Ah, yes, I forgot about those. Nevermind that then. Answering you're question, yes, That was Optimus, the 4x4 was Bulkhead, and the sports car was a Decepticon named DeadEnd, if memory serves me correct."

"I see... wait! You said Optimus replaced my heart. But... with what?"

"A spark."

My eyes, widen, and the metal figure charges into me, but instead of being pushed back, I'm sucked forward, my eye's fuzz out, I feel my legs and arms get heavier. I collaps to the ground in pain, then everything goes black.

When I wake up, I find myself laying on my back. But, with a very awkward feeling. I roll to my right, and I stop with a clink.

"...the frag?"

I sit up, and to my annoyence, I here more clinks, now accompnied by the wirring of gears and small motors.

"OK, what the heck?"

I look down to see a blanket over my body. I move my arm, hearing more wirring and the sound of metal gears meshing.

"Woah." A metallic smile appears on my face. Instinctually I start looking for a screwdriver. I see one on the the medical table beside me, and grab it. I bring it to my right arm and start unscrewing the bolts, laying thm on the table. The thick metal plate, which I assumed to be armour, reveiled another layor of metal, with much smaller bolts. I look at the table and see no other screwdrivers, but I notice a part that slid out slightly when I pulled my metal finger over it. Sliding across it, I expect to see a different bit inside, but instead the tip of the screwdriver folds into itself, and a much smaller bit replaces the previous one. I compare it to the bolts on my arm, and test it.

"Perfect fit."

I start pulling screws off like crazy, and by the time I finally mange to pull the side of my lower arm off, there's a good 20 or more screws laying on the table. I pull it off completely and set it beside my armour peice. I look at the inside of my arm, and become fasinated by the shear amount of moving parts inside. I move my fingers, and I'm rewarded with a dance of levers, pulleys and hydrualics.

"Epic." I breath, loving how complicated my arm is.

"He'd make a good medic, Optimus. What do you say?" A loud voice booms as it did before in my odd dream, and I look up to see a red and white robot with blue eyes looking at me.

"Whatever he prefers, Ratchet." Another voice replies, and a Red/blue ot appears, towering above Ratchet.

I decide to answer my own opinion, out of turn or not.

"If it means I get to play with stuff like this, I'm in!" I say excitedly, pointing at my arm. I catch a glimpse of a white, red and green robot smiling at me, as if he wanted me to be a part of something I should thourghouly think about before joining.

"I admire his enthusiasm. Hopefully he follows orders with the same energy." A large blue robot stated in a commanding tone, glancing at the white one.

"Then it is settled. The new recruit will be a medic with Ratchet when needed, but will act mainly as a soldier, with combat and medical training. While we're on the subject, we need to give the mech a name." Adressing me, the red and blue robot, who I obviously recognise as Optimus Prime, asks me for a name. "What do you wish for a name, soldier?"

That's when I start thinking aloud. "Well, I'd say Nightmare, because that seems to be my vehical form, but that's unoriginal. So... what does Nightmare do? He smashes everythng, or be smashed himself. He broke Biohazards 1/4 inche titanium armour... Titanium Breaker? No, that sounds stupid..."

A small blue robot who looked more like a girl starts smiling, and maybe even giggling at my thoughts.

"Hmmm... How about SteelBreaker? I like that, that fits well." I decide proudly as I pull the large disc off my back and start spinning it at a low speed.

"NEST Team, welcome our newest recruit, SteelBreaker." Optimus Prime declares, and there are cheers throughout the hangar.

"Welcome to the team, kid." The white bot congratulates.

"Yeah, new recruit!" Exclaims a blue robot with yellow and white stripes.


I'M SO DAMN SORRY! That took WAAAAAY too long to updated. This chapter should have been posted months ago. I guess you can thank my obession with Absol and Lavender Town soundtracks for this chapter. o_0 I'll try to be a more responsible author from now on. Please forgive me people. I'm a jerk.

READ THIS: THE STORY WILL BE SET UP LIKE TRANSFORMERS PRIME, WITH THE DECEPTICONS ON THE NEMISIS, TEAM PRIME HIDING IN A BASE, EXCEPT IT WILL BE CALLED NEST INSTEAD OF TEAM PRIME, THERE'S NO GALLOWAY, ONLY AGENT FOWLER. THE NEST MEMBERS WILL BE WITH TEAM PRIME WITH BOTH OPTIMUS AND WILLIAM LENNOX LEADING.

If you do try out Airmech, don't forget to refer me if you like it.

I've decided to scrap the idea of having other people's OC Transformers in this 'Fic, minus some exceptions. I'll have my hands full figuring out the original charaters, never mind other people's. Sorry about that.

Tell me what you think of my first FanFiction Story. I could really use help here to see what people want. All I have to go on right now is what I like, and for me, that's long chapters.

THIS STORY IS A SOME-WHAT CROSS-OVER OF CHARACTERS FROM BAY'S MOVIES, TRANSFORMERS PRIME AND TRANSFORMERS ANIMATED. An Author Note chapter will explain who is from which verse later on.