AN: So...I'm finally back with TFP, I guess for the moment. For those who actually read besides Robo and Airreon. So this is the new and revamped installment in the Blackwolf series. Fight For Survival lost my interest in writing it REAL fast. So just to understand some things- Omega Three isn't destroyed, Smokescreen isn't dead, the humans never betrayed them. Etc. Etc, so on- everything is happy and good after the end of What We Do For Family bar the end where it hinted Fight for Survival. That's being retconned by ME. So to sum it up, Galvatron is DED, very ded, Starscream and Shockwave too. But, Soundwave and few others continue to breathe...or...whatever Cybertronians do. Steeljaw is gone, and Jack remains a Cybertronian! So without further adieu, Tides Of Darkness. ALSO, this opening part will be narrated in Optimus' voice so just keep that in mind. Thanks!
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"Some time ago, the reignited War for Cybertron reached a terrible and violent climactic end...but it was only temporary. For good can never exist without the forces of evil. The few and remaining Decepticons retreated to the abandoned city of Kaon, and in secrecy began building a new army of resurrected Cybertronians still scattered after the resurrection of Cybertron. Their numbers grow with each passing day- with the combined efforts of their endlessly working factories, continued discovery of Insecticon hives scattered across Cybertron, and recruiting neutral Cybertronians or former Decepticons to their cause."
"In Iacon- capital city of the Autobots, is on the verge of Rebellion, as the High Council has seemingly changed overnight; limited energon supplies have reached the city, economic growth has seemingly lessened by half, and the military is being downgraded by the apparent growing new army under the Council's command. An army of mindless and freedom-less bodies that know only battle."
"Now, the leader of the Autobots, Wolf Prime- mostly known as Blackwolf, ventures to the newly relocated city of the Council- Teratris. There, they plan to talk with him about the rebellious state of Iacon."
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(Teratris, Cybertron)
The skyline of Cybertron was radiant. The planet was ever lit by the magnificent lights of their great cities once again. Their great world once more thrived, slowly rising from the ashes of their fallen civilization.
Teratris wasn't as massive as Iacon or Kaon were- but the city was a massive fortress, easily able to deter any attacking army from wanting to strike. Huge Anti-air and Anti-infantry defense systems, an overlapping shield, and enough ordinance to leave a crater visible from orbit.
Blackwolf flew into the city in his Cybertronian helicopter form, quickly passing the shield with the codes he had access to. And now the Prime flew to arrive at the newly built Council Chambers.
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Blackwolf finally came to the Council's inner chamber- immediately an intimidating and eerie aura overcame his black-as-night and golden striped form. He slowly stepped through the hall and into the room, the door immediately closing behind him.
He looks around, immediately his golden optics fell upon the several figures surrounding him- each hidden by shadows, never to truly be looked upon. He sighs...this was going to be a long talk.
...
"High council," he says in a deep, commanding voice. "You have called me here on a matter of urgency. I assume we all know what matter that is." He sighs.
The lead Councilor stands to speak.
"Wolf Prime...it has come to our attention, that Iacon is on the verge of rebellion. This MUST stop." he didn't sound happy...not at all.
"Great Council...you can't blame the Autobots for the actions they've taken...we're running low on energon...energon you're using to build your own army. They're low and we need that energon." He says simply, trying to keep his composure.
"Regardless...this cannot stand. And we've learned some new information...very interesting information." The councilor speaks simply.
Blackwolf awaits his response.
"Your sparkmate...Arcee. We've learned she is one of the few instigating this rebellious nature in the Autobots!" Blackwolf silently cursed himself, his beloved was indeed doing this...but he knew why.
"Blackwolf...the Decepticons are rising in Kaon again, with each passing day they grow in strength." He speaks.
"Then let me march upon Kaon and take it once and for all!" Blackwolf growls, his anger flaring.
"In due time...but first, the Autobots must be focused on the common goal of doing just that. And to do that, the rebellious ones must cease." the Councilor speaks with menace.
"So what are you asking of me…?" Blackwolf asks genuinely.
"We're asking you to take our new army, and instill martial law in Iacon. As a Prime, it is your duty to carry out the orders of the Council in times of peace." He spoke in a cruel voice, much to Blackwolf's anger.
"So...let me get this straight...you want me to not only march your army, which is under your control, into Iacon. Tell my friends and sparkmate that their beliefs are naught...and become a literal tyrant." He was teeming with anger.
"Blackwolf...this is no time for dramaticism. This is about to be a time of war yet again and we must be prepared." He looked upon Blackwolf with inquisitive optics.
Blackwolf was silent, not responding for several minutes.
"What say you?" The Councilor asks.
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Blackwolf suddenly drew his spear and immediately thrusts it into the metal ground beneath him.
"My response to you is no. You dare call me here and ask me to do such a thing. You dare ask me to become what I fight against, what I resist- what Megatron was!" The Prime huffs, drawing his spear back and aiming the blade up to the lead councilor in his elevated seat.
"I say this to you- Iacon will not be entering martial law...and I will never be your puppet. And...I suggest you pull your assets from Iacon. We will be reclaiming the energon supplies within our own city that we fought and DIED for."
Suddenly the Prime sensed he was surrounded, four of the Council's soldiers of their new army- the Imperial Guard, their own Elite Guard. Each one had a spear and shield infused with energy...and they were closing in fast, four of them.
With a spin of his own Spear Blackwolf blocks an attack coming for him, swinging the butt of his spear down to leg-sweep a guard, before swinging back to catch the blade of another spear between the dual blades at the head of his own- the blades close down and cut theirs off the head. He brings the butt of his staff down and drives it between the legs and throws him over his back.
He spins around and immediately bashes a guard's shield away before thrusting his spear into the guard's chest, instantly killing it. He twirls it again and aims the beam inside of it- sending a golden ray of burning energy at him. The blast almost immediately melts a hole in his torso, causing him to fall dead.
There were two left. Blackwolf's mask had already slid on as well as his red combat visor. The first one he'd floored earlier charged the Prime- Blackwolf was ready. He swipes his staff up and the handle crushes the visor-optic of the guard, right before he brings the blade up- slicing a vertical line through him as he fell in two pieces to the left and right.
Blackwolf looks as the last guard charged him with no weapon- having broke it a moment ago. He drives his spear into the ground and grabs the guard with both his hands.
He raises the guard up and with a roar, rips him clean in half, energon coating his night-black paint, streaming down his form in blue lines.
He retrieves his spear and sheathes it. "Not only do you ask me to go against my cause...but you attack me in a supposedly friendly ground...you've just declared war on the Autobots, Councilors."
He turns to the doors, forcefully swinging them open.
"Mark my words Councilors...I intend to win this war. I dare you to send your armies against Kalis and Iacon...we will stand, we will fight, and we will bathe the ground in the energon of your warriors. You've made a dangerous enemy of me today...remember, this could have ended favorably."
"Very well Wolf Prime...run back to Iacon...looks like it will be a Civil War..." the Councilor finally sits.
"So it shall...good day." he turns and leaves.
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Blackwolf had left hours ago and the head councilor stood alone. He observed the city of Telatris, the army they were building.
He then reaches over and taps a button, a voice comes from it. "Yes Councilor?" the voice asks.
"Recruiting Blackwolf failed...bring in our next prospect...I suspect he'll be much more...malleable." he smirks evilly.
"Of course sir...it shall be done." The voice cuts out and he simply continues to glance down on the city below.
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(Iacon, Cybertron)
Iacon was quiet, everyone wasturning in for the late hour as it set in. Only the late hour debauchery seeking bots could be heard on the streets of the Autobot City.
Autobot command was slowly winding down...the sounds of Ironhide's rigorous training of recruits slowly died down til it was just him tearing away at training programs.
Blackwolf sat on his and Arcee's berth, simply thinking back on the meeting with the Council earlier. He'd washed the energon off of himself- it wasn't anything new to his lover but...he wanted to give her better exposure rather than it always lead to the conclusion of violence.
He flinched when a pair of soft, gentle hands wrap around him and feels a figure hug up to him. He glances over and immediately he's brought back to reality as his optics meet the loving blue and pink-ringed ones of his beloved sparkmate.
"Hey." she beams, cuddling up next to him.
"Hey yourself." he chuckles.
"We've already talked about what happened but...are you alright?" she asks.
"Yeah...it's just, I feel I could have maybe been a bit less hasty...maybe I could have talked them down...now we're going back to war." he sighed in defeat.
"Hey!" she says sharply.
With impressive dexterity and agility she smoothly slips to straddle his lap, demanding his attention and eye-to-eye focus.
"I'm so proud of you. YOU stood up to them and didn't let those aging councilors push you around. YOU stood up for the mechs and femmes you fight to protect. YOU told them you wouldn't stand aside and let them oppress us despite our service." She speaks genuinely and seriously.
"...You're right. As usual." he nods.
"That's right..." she smirks. "But seriously, you did the right thing. Yes, we're at war. But better that than letting them step on us."
"Than's Cee." he finally smiles.
The two just willingly rest there, sitting and enjoying each other's company, waiting in silence and keeping eye contact, their foreheads pressed together.
Arcee loved this- being able to enjoy his company...his aura… his warmth. She hugged close to him and just helped hold there as they relished in the presence of each other.
She leans up and makes eye-contact with him again. She leans in and presses her metallic lips to his. They both instinctively moan gently into the kiss. Their glossa immediately intertwine and dance together as she tilts her head left, his right.
His hands come up to hold her lower back- hers traveled up to grasp around his neck as they lovingly held close together. Absolute sparks flew as they held the passionate kiss, optics both closing as the sparkmate couple melted into each other- both giving their absolute all to each other.
The two had only grown together in their relationship ever since the battle for the Sea of Rust and the battle on Earth, with Blackwolf's return...and moments like this, where they didn't have to worry about the world around them, where the only thing there for them was their beloved sparkmate and them alone.
Perfect.
Finally Arcee peeled away and slowly slipped away and got to her full elegant height. Both of them lightly panted.
"I love you." he says firmly, meaning it with everything in his being.
"I love you too...with all my spark." she responds sweetly.
A sly smirk on her face as she kissed his cheek one last time. "I'm gonna take an oil bath and energon rinse...a long one." she turns to the door of their washroom, hips fluidly swaying.
"Uh, yeah- sure, I'll be here. When you're done-"
"You're joining me." She interrupts him, looking back with a mischievous look.
"Uhm- yes, right." he immediately stood up and followed after her without any argument. The door closed and it was assured the two were in for a fun night together for sure.
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"And so the true battle of their time has begun. The hand of fate is on the move...and it will be up to Blackwolf and Arcee...everyone. Time ticks away, and the war has only just begun. The future of the universe will be decided there- on Cybertron- as the Tides of Darkness close in."
Closing Notes: So! Here we are once again, if you made it to the end and didn't quit reading cause you hate me for your absence- fair. But if you did make it to the end, let me know what you thought. Feedback always helps me. Thanks for reading! It means a lot!