Transformers Aftermath
Prime's Army
John Anderson is an insignificant man with a mildly important job. Important enough to be sent across the country on assignment, but not important enough for his employers to pay for a flight. So, John spent the better part of three days driving along the highways and byways of America. On the last leg of his trip, he found himself traveling down an abandoned, cracked highway in a heat stricken desert. A lonely, miserable place populated only by hills and valleys. Not even the radio could provide comfort as it only produced ear splitting static. And so he drove in lonely silence.
At least that was until the last 100 miles when a black tanker truck had seemingly appeared out of nowhere and started following him. At first, he was happy to have some semblance of human companionship alongside him for part of his drive, but his mood quickly changed when the truck started to bear down upon him. It honked it's horn like a snarling beast as it bumped into his trunk. He had tried to speed up to get away from the insane trucker but no matter what he tried the truck kept pace.
And so, his life became a nightmarish game of cat and mouse. Every time he would get a little bit of distance from the truck, it would quickly close that gap and bump into him again. Sometimes it would slowdown and give him a false sense of security that he was free only to come charging back towards him. When he swerved to the other side of the road the truck followed and clipped the side of his car, causing him to fish tail for a bit. At one point he thought salvation came in the form of a gas station dinner on the side of the road. Unfortunately, when he tried to turn towards it, the truck rammed the back corner of his car again which sent him spinning wildly out of control towards one of the gas pumps. Thankfully, he was able to regain control of the car in time to turn away from the pump but in his panic, he found himself back on the road and once again in sights of the monster truck.
In a moment of clarity, he had taken out his phone and tried to call for help but the truck rammed his car again and caused him to drop it far out of reach. He screamed in frustration right as the truck blared it horn again.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!" he screamed impotently into his rearview mirror. "PLEASE JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!"
As if it had heard him, the truck smashed his bumper harder than before, causing his whole body to jerk violently against the seatbelt. He let another scream and slammed his foot on the gas pedal even though his car was already going as fast as it could. Still, he pushed his foot down harder as if he could somehow will the car to go faster. Unfortunately, the only vehicle that sped up was the truck as it slammed into him again and again. Each bump sent his car whipping back and fourth all over the road. As he struggled to keep control, the road began to bend, making every violent turn even more harrowing as he sent him dangerously close to the edge of a massive cliff. Soon enough the road took a sharp turn as John tried to follow the truck finally hit him with enough force that it sent him spinning out of control. Paralyzed by panic and terror all he could do was a scream as his car smashed through the dilapidated guard railed and sent him flying over the cliff. The world outside his car spun around and around until he caught only a fleeting glimpse of the canyon floor below and then...nothing.
Back on the road at the top of the cliff, a fireball was briefly reflected in the tinted windows of the truck as John's car exploded on impact. For a moment only the distant flickers of flames could be heard along the old, lonely highway before a soft laughter filled the air as well. It quickly grew louder and more maniacal and was coming from the truck itself. The cab detached itself from the tanker trailer before revealing it's true nature by transforming into a large black and grey robot with navy blue "boots" and teal highlights. From the horned, helmet and faceplate covering the mouth, one might assume this robot was Optimus Prime. In fact, the overall body outline was similar to the Autobot leader. The biggest difference was this robot had a much more feminine form and extra kibble on her back and forearms. And of course, the Decepticon symbol on her left shoulder. Then there were her dark red eyes that shone with malicious glee as she practically skipped over to the edge of the cliff. A twisted smile formed behind her cracked faceplate as she looked down at the flaming wreckage that just been the human car she stalked. She brought her up right hand and wiggled her fingers in a sarcastic goodbye wave.
"Agony Prime," a voice said behind her.
Her shoulders slumped and her head tilted to the right in annoyance. She spun around on her heel towards source of the voice. She found another black cab truck behind he, this one hauling a matching trailer behind it. The cab had been modified to have red tinted windows along with two rectangular lights above them, two gun barrels sticking out from the front wheel wells and armored pieces over most of the back tires. Just as she had down minutes earlier the cab detached from the trailer and transformed into a robot. If Agony Prime closely resembled Optimus Prime then this newcomer was almost an exact cop of him. The major difference is that he also had the black, grey and teal color scheme as well as the red eyes. The other stand out featuring being the large double barreled canons attached to his forearms.
"Nemesis Prime," Agony said in an overly dramatic way, waving her hands for added emphasis.
"Charming," he snarked at her.
"So how long have you been following me?" she asked in annoyance.
"About thirty miles back," he told her, looking at the smoking trailing up from the canyon. "But you didn't seem to notice since you were so caught up with your torment of a random human."
"Yeah, well, I gotta find a way to have my fun somehow," she replied before she started to walk past him to her tanker.
"And is this what you want to be doing?"
She paused and tilted her head again in a show of her irritation of that question.
"NO, what I want to do is kill Optima Prime!" she snapped, spinning around towards him again. "But since she left the planet and the only space bridge on Earth is in the middle of Autobot City, I can't just walk right in there and ask 'Hey can I use your space bridge so I can go kill one of your commanders?' SO...!" she gestured towards the black smoke.
Nemesis cast another glance at the smoke himself before his full attention returned to her.
"Well then, since you're clearly in the need of something more meaningful, why don't you join up with me?" he offered.
She let out a disbelieving chuckle.
"For what?! So we can take on the Autobots and become rulers of Earth?" she mocked.
"Yes," he replied, crossing his arms over his chest in annoyance. "Unless of course you'd rather continue chasing down random humans on the highway."
"Hey, it's not much of a living but at least it's a living," she remarked as she walked over to him. "Because I don't know if you've noticed but there's only two of us and, as I just said, a whole city full of Autobots! I think they'd take us down pretty quickly."
"But it won't be just the two of us," he explained, lowering his arms. "I've found an abandoned Decepticon lab, one used by Shockwave and Jihaxus that-"
"OOOOOH NO! No no no!" Agony cut him off, waving her arms dismissively. "I refuse to have anything to do with Jihaxus or his stupid cloning experiments! It's bad enough being one of them!" She let out a frustrated huff then crossed her arms over her own chest. "You really thought this was going to be a selling point?"
"Why not? We're both clones after all," Nemesis pointed out.
"Don't you dare try to compare yourself to me!" she growled practically leaping forward and shoving a finger into his face. "You were just a puppet that only got a Spark through a freak accident! I was always meant to be a clone of an Autobot commander. In fact, it's kinda your fault I exist in the first place!" she poked him in the chest. "If it wasn't for Jihaxus' weird cloning insecurities he wouldn't have tried to clone Optima to prove he could do it better than Shockwave did! Course if it wasn't for his even weird obsession with gender and female Transformers, he wouldn't have picked her at all!" She threw her hands up into the air and stomped a few feet away from him. "Seriously! Male! Female! Neither! Both! Who cares?! The whole issue it arbitrary and stupid and despite what that madman wants to say, one is not better than the other!"
She let out a loud, frustrated scream before she sat cross legged on the road then rested her chin in her hands. Nemesis let her sulk for a moment before he walked over to stand beside her.
"Are you done?" he asked, glancing down at her.
"Yes," she sighed.
"Will you join me?"
She bobbed head from side to side in thought before she let out another sigh.
"Fine," she agreed, letting her hand up towards him.
He grabbed her hand and helped her back to her feet.
"Just let me get my tanker," she said before she walked over to it.
"Where did you ever get that thing?" he asked in bewilderment.
"I dunno," she shrugged. "Some human truck stop awhile ago."
"Why did you get it?"
"Because everyone else has a trailer and I felt I was missing out. But I wanted to be a little more unique, so I picked up this thing," she mused as she slapped the side of the tanker.
She then transformed back into truck mode and reconnected to it. Nemesis just rolled his optics before he transformed as well, his trailer automatically rolling over to him and connecting to him as well.
"Okay you have got to teach me that trick," Agony remarked.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," he muttered as the pair started to drive off.
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The darkness that permeated the abandoned Decepticon base was broken when the tip of a red sword slid through the gap of the exterior door and started to pry it open. Once it was wide enough, four sets of hands force the door open the rest of the way. Nemesis and Agony stood in the door way, the fading sunlight illuminating only a small portion of the base's central room.
"You know, when you said you found an old base, I assumed there would be, you know, power to it," Agony snarked as she looked around the darkened room.
"I said I found a base, not that I had been inside it yet," Nemesis corrected it.
"Then how do you know there's going to be anyone here to start up your own personal army?!"
He gave her an indignant look.
"Because neither Shockwave nor Jihaxus are particularly good at cleaning up their messes or destroying their old projects," he remarked.
"That's true," she agreed.
"Exactly. Now let's see if we can't get the power back up and running."
As they walked further into the room and away from the sunlight, they flicked on the lights above their chests so they could see. Especially helpful as the sun continued to set as they searched the room, soon leaving them as the only source of light in the compound. Thankfully it wasn't too much longer before Nemesis' light shined on a keyboard.
"Ah, this must be the main terminal," he remarked as he carefully walked up to it.
"Good. The sooner the lights come on the better," Agony muttered nervously as she urgently scanned the darkness.
"What's the matter? Afraid of the dark," he teased.
She turned towards him with a look that could kill him as she the ability.
"Well excuse me for having a head full of someone else's memories who was traumatized by small, dark places. Apparently the Quintessons loved them!" she snapped angrily.
"Well, you don't have to worry to much longer because..."
He let the sentence hang as he typed in a series of commands and seconds later the whirl of a generator could be heard right before the lights flicker to life.
Agony let out a relieved sigh as she turned off her own lights.
"That's better," she noted, seeming to relax a bit.
"I'm happy you're pleased," Nemesis snorted before calling up the base schematics. "Now let's see what we have to work with here."
While he looked over the files, Agony took a moment to look around. Like most Decepticon bases the main room was mostly empty with a few computer terminals scattered throughout. Though surprisingly enough there was a conference table on the other side of the room. The other familiar sight was the color that dominated the space.
"Purple," she muttered and turned back to Nemesis. "Why is always purple? You ever wonder how we settled on that as our trademark color?"
"No," he answered curtly.
"Oh come on," she teased as she walked over to him and placed her hands on his shoulder then laid her chin on top of him. "It's okay to have a little fun while planning to take over the world."
"Get off of me!" he growled as she flexed his shoulder to make her move.
"Ooooh testy," she mocked even as she stepped back then looked up a the monitor. "So, what do we have here?"
"That," he replied, pointing to a room on the map he just called up.
She stared at him expectedly. "And what is that?"
"Just follow me."
She rolled her optics but nevertheless followed him out of the room and through the maze of corridors that made up the long forgotten base. It didn't take too long for them to find their destination; a room labeled "Storage".
"Oh wow, we found their supply closet. That'll really help us defeat the Autobots," Agony snarked.
"It's not that kind of storage," Nemesis muttered then pressed the button to open the door.
It slid open with a slight whoosh to reveal a room full of various weapons and pieces of equipment. Most importantly were the two sets of five status pod like devices lined up in a corner of the room. Interesting enough the two symmetrical rows seemed to lead to a stand alone pod attached to the far wall.
As they looked over the contents of the room, Nemesis noticed a data pad attached to the nearby wall.
"Ah, this should have the information we need on it," he mused as he picked up the pad.
"Well then, let's see what we have here," Agony remarked as she snatched the pad from his hands, earning an irritated look from Nemesis.
She ignored it and walked over to the series of pods, pulling up the data on the pad as she did so.
"Okay to my right here we have The Commandos, who are..." she paused as she scrolled through their tech specs. "Oh for the love of Primus, they are just clones of the Combaticons! Always with the clones!"
"I don't think that's right," Nemesis corrected, reading the information over her shoulder. "I think he just used their designs but gave them completely different Sparks."
"Either way it shows that mech has not a single original circuit in his frame," she muttered.
"Regardless, they seem like the perfect soldiers to begin our new army. So, let's wake them up!"
He then moved over to the control panel for the selection of pods and pressed the "Release All" button. The five metal and glass tubes opened with a slight hiss to reveal the five Combaticon look-a-likes. They looked between each other in confusion for a few seconds before their eyes settled on Nemesis Prime.
"Are you the one who freed us?" the tallest member of the group asked.
"Yes! I am Nemesis Prime, you're new commander!" he declared.
They all snapped to attention and saluted.
"SIR, YES SIR!" they shouted in unison.
Nemesis smiled in self satisfaction at their proclamation.
"I like that sound of that," he chuckled. "Now who are my new soldiers?"
"Commandos, sound off!" the green and orange Onslaught look alike ordered before saying his own name, "Mega-Octane!"
"Ro-Tor!" said the blue & orange copter bot next to him.
"Armorhide!" the tan tank introduced next.
"Rollbar!" a dark green and orange jeep said in a vaguely Southern drawl.
"Movor!" the white and orange space shuttle bot rounded off.
"Together we are The Commandos, an elite force dedicated to the Decepticon cause!" the declared in unison again.
"Excellent. Excellent! You may all relax now," Nemesis ordered.
They lowered their arms and took more relaxed stances.
"Well, that was all very macho," Agony snarked as she walked between the group and over to the stand alone pod. "Now with out of the way, let's see who we have here."
She searched through the files on the pad until the came upon the corresponding serial number on the pod.
"'Megastorm, the Daughter of Megatron'," she read aloud.
"Now that sounds like a clone," Nemesis remarked.
"You'd think but apparently she was created from the Spark splitting technique which means she does have a bit of Megatron's Spark in her," Agony explained. "Aaaaand that is enough for me to say we should not wake her!"
"Agreed," he nodded.
She turned her attention to the other row of pods.
"Let's see if these the rest are worth waking up," she muttered as she pulled up the information on the pod nearest to her. "Hmmm...Ocular. One of Shockwave's many self styled drones that got a little too sentient for his liking. Oh, and she identifies as female. Good for her."
Without another word she pressed the button to open the pod. With a hiss of smoke, the door slid upwards to reveal a dark purple figure within. It did indeed bear the single eye head and barrel chest of Shockwave. The main differences were two wing like protrusions sticking up from her back and a much lager laser cannon attacked to her left arm. There was a moment of silence before her purple eye flickered to life and she looked around at the group of bots in front of her.
"Oh, finally someone let me out of there!" she exclaimed as she stepped out of the pod. "I was beginning to think Shockwave forgot all about me! But at least it proves these pods do indeed work."
"Yeah, about that," Agony started to said.
"Oh, sorry I didn't introduce myself," the other femme remarked before she held out her laser cannon arm. She paused and looked down at it. "Oops!" She then pulled the cannon off and attached it to her back before her hand folded out to match her other one. "There we go, much better!"
"Wait you actually have too hands?!" the female Prime asked in surprise.
"Well of course! I mean a singular eye is one thing but trying to do experiments with just one hand?! That's just plain crazy!" she explained as she flexed the fingers on her left hand. "Oh speaking of the one eye, I call myself Ocular on account of it! It's a pleasure to meet you!"
"I'm Agony Prime," the black and teal femme introduced herself as she shock the previously offered hand. "And these are-"
"Oh wait! Where is Cindy?!" Ocular suddenly exclaimed.
"Who is Cindy?" Nemesis asked in confusion.
"My lab assistant! It's very important that I have her by my side!" she said in a slightly worried voice.
"Do you mean the Centurion Drone in the pod next to yours?" Agony asked, looking down at the data pad.
"Yes! That's her! I knew she'd be here!" Ocular practically jumped for joy before she opened the next pod.
Another hydraulic hiss filled the lab as the pod opened to reveal a light grey figure. A bright red visor sprang to life and an osculating swept back and fourth as she stepped out from the pod. She seemed to scan the room before settling her gaze on her Ocular. She walked over to her and raised a three clawed hand to her forehead.
"What is your command?" she asked in a surprisingly feminine voice.
"Oh, you don't have to do anything! I'm just glad you're here!" Ocular cheered as she gave her a big hug.
"So...one drone uses the other as an assistant?" Movor asked.
"Tch. Not much of an army we have going on here," Ro-Tor scoffed.
"Well, we've still got three more to go," Agony Prime remarked then checked the data pad. "Like...Blackwidow? Ugh, Jihaxus has to be the dumbest scientist alive!"
"So, what's their deal?" Mega-Octane asked.
"Seems she was Jihaxus' attempt to replicate Shockwave's experiment of combining humanoid and bestial Cybertronians. Though he took it a step further and mixed in actual organic component."
"Ooooh a technoganic being!" Ocular said excitedly. "I wonder how well the two halves mesh together?"
"Let's find out," Agony suggested then opened the pod.
Once the hatch opened, the bot revealed did indeed live up to the moniker given to her. She had a black and dark purple color scheme with two sets of spider-like legs sticking up from her behind her shoulders. A large, black abdomen could be scene sticking out behind her above her legs. She opened four red eyes and glared around at the group.
"What's happening? Who are you people?!" she snapped jumping out of the pop and ready to fight.
"No need to be defensive, we're all friends here," Nemesis Prime spoke smoothly. "All Decepticons gathered together for the glorious cause of universal conquest."
"'Universal conquest'?" Blackwidow scuffed, crossing her arms over her chest and cocking her hip. "Pfft! Not really of any interest to me after I was locked away for being a being a failed science experiment for a madman."
"Which is why, instead of the whole 'universal conquest' thing, what if we promise you the chance to get your sticky little claws on Jihaxus?" Agony Prime offered.
The spider femme rubbed her chin in thought. The thought of spinning Jihaxus up in a web and draining his Energon dry definitely did put a sadistic smirk on her face. Unfortunately, her train of thought was completely derailed when Ocular suck her single eyed face in hers.
"Aaaah!" Blackwidow screamed you in surprise. "Can I help you?!"
"I just...I just have so many questions!" Ocular said excitedly.
She started to pace around the other femme like a child with a new pet. Gently poking and prodding her.
"Do you need to organic material, or can you survive on Energon? Or both?! How well integrated is your organic half with your Cybertronian half? Can you see out of all of those eyes or are two of them purely decorative?" she blathered.
"Get away from me you freak!" Blackwidow snarled as she flung her arms wildly to try to push away the nosy bot.
In the course of her failing and Ocular's prodding, they ended up crashing into one of the other pods and setting the activation sequence in motion. Blackwidow managed to push her off just in time for the newest member of this makeshift army to make her presence known. She was red and grey and though her chest armor seemed to consist of car parts, she also had a set of wings and turbines attached to her back. She surveyed the situation in front of her before she placed her hands on her surprisingly curvy hips.
"So then, anyone want to explain what's going on?" she asked.
"These two freed us from our status pod prisons so we could join their group of Decepticons," Rollbar summarized, gesturing to the two dark Primes.
"Is this true?" the femme bot asked, looking over to them.
"It is. I am Nemesis Prime, soon to be leader of the Decepticons," he introduced himself. "And how are you?"
"Shatter," she replied simply.
"And I'm guessing with all that mismatching kibble, you're a Triple Changer?" Agony remarked.
Shatter sighed and lowered her head in shame.
"I was supposed to be, but my T-Cog broke, and it locked me just between my roommate and jet forms," she explained. "I was put into the pod until someone figured out a way to fix it but judging by this, I'm doing to assume that didn't happen."
Agony shook her.
Shatter scowled then looked over to Nemesis. "Then yes, I will join your army and show them was a mistake they made to simply lock me away."
"Excellent!" he cheered.
"Alright, let's see who's going to round out our ragtag little group," Agony quipped and looked down at the data pad one last time. "Riot. A Seeker who was trapped under a collapsed building for 10,000 years without going into status lock. Apparently, it drove her insane and she could be a threat to friends just as much as enemies." She paused to take that information in. "Sounds like my kind of gal!"
The pod opened to indeed reveal a female Seeker inside it. Her body was mostly a forest green color with black forearms, a few yellow highlights as well as tan and brown cameo patterns on her wings. She laid motionless in the pod for a few seconds before her optics flashed to life.
"AAAAAAHHHHH!" she screamed, surprising everyone else in the room.
"AAAAAAAAHHH!" some of them screamed back.
"AAAAAAAAAHHH!" Riot screamed again before she seemed to regain her composure and stepped out of the pod. "Sorry about that, sometimes I wake up screaming." She then cocked her head as if listening to someone. "What's that? I should kill them all?"
The collection of confused Cons looked at each other in concern.
"Sorry it's the voices," she explained.
This did not seem to quell their worries. It wasn't until she laughed that they all relaxed a bit.
"I'm kidding!" she waved off. "That's not really what they're saying."
"I like her!" Agony said to Nemesis.
"You would," he muttered back. "Now then, if we have everyone freed."
"Wait! We missed one!" Ocular chimed in, standing next to the individual pod.
"NO!" both the false Primes cried out.
But unfortunately, it was just too late. She had pressed the release button just as Blackwidow had ensnared her with a web and yanked her over to her.
"Stop pushing buttons," she growled as she trapped Ocular in a headlock.
Unlike the simple openings of the other pods, this one had some pageantry behind it. The floor rumbled a bit as extra locks snapped open and steam was released from the sides, obscuring the subject within. Soon the familiar hydraulic sound of the door sliding upwards could be heard, followed quickly be a loud, commanding female voice.
"Know that I am the one you seek. Born to rule, destined to conquer. Let those who follow me, fear me! Let those who oppose me, DIE! FOR I AM MEGASTORM, AND THIS I COMMAND!"
The smoke cleared to reveal a black and purple femme bot. Despite the data pad's claim that she was the daughter of Megatron, the only real resemblance to him was the head. The rest of her body were more curves and angles rather than the general blockiness of Megatron's frame. She did have a cannon mounted to her right arm as he did, but it looked nothing like his fusion cannon. In fact, it was barely cannon and looks more like two rails with a large gap in the middle of it. The cockpit just under her chest suggested that rather than the usual tank mode of Megatron, she might have a jet alt mode. While she carried herself with a threatening aura, her size was less than impressive. Nevertheless, she glared over the collection of Decepticons.
"Well? Bow before your new empress fools!" she ordered.
"By your command," Cindy droned out as she bent down to one knee.
"Oh!" Ocular squeaked before she did the same.
"Get. Up," Nemesis growled at them.
"But she said-"
"And I said to get up!"
Ocular and Cindy looked between each other before they slowly stood back up and took a few steps behind Nemesis Prime while the freshly awakened Megastorm continued to glare hatefully at them.
"How dare you countermand my order?! Who do you think you are?!" Megastorm demanded.
"I am Nemesis Prime and these," he gestured to the gathered bots, "are my troops! You may join us if you wish but understand, you will be under my command!"
"So, you've chosen death then!" she scowled as she raised her arm cannon.
The two side rails slide forward to lock into position before a ball of energy started to build up inside them. Unfortunately for her, that power up gave the rest of the Decepticons gathered time enough to draw their own weapons on her. Megastorm looked between them, an urge just to destroy them all surging inside her. But then she wouldn't have any army to command. Plus, she wasn't entirely sure she could take them all on at once. At least...not yet.
"Fine," she scoffed, powering her weapon down and lowering her arm.
The rest of the group did the same, though The Commandos at least stayed ready in case a fight did break out.
"I'm glad we could see optic to optic," Nemesis Prime said, taking a step forward.
"We can agree that the Decepticons should rule the universe," Megastorm remarked. "Exactly who rules is still to be seen."
"Impetuous," he spat. "But at the moment, let's focus on defeating the Autobots and reclaiming Cybertron for the glory of the Decepticon Empire!"
"That we can agree on," she smirked, raising a hand to him.
Nemesis stared suspicious at the outstretched hand for a moment but slowly took it in his own and shook on the agreement. He then clasped her hand and raised it above her head along with his own.
"Let this mark the beginning of a new age of Decepticons! A second generation that will correct the mistake of the previous one! We shall live up to the promises Megatron made so long ago! We shall conquer the universe, and all will bow to us!" he proclaimed.
"DECEPTICONS FOREVER!" Megastorm added.
"DECEPTICONS FOREVER!" the rest of the group chanted.
As they continued to cheer uproariously, Megastorm ripped her hand away from Nemesis' and the two glared at each other for a second before they joined in on the chant as well. On the other side of the lab, perched atop a table, Agony caught the heated moment between them and smirked behind her faceplate.
"Well...this is going to be interesting..." she mused to herself.
The End...For Now.
Author's Notes: Well okay, as always this took a lot longer to write then I thought it would! Part of the reason being that this group ended up being twice as big as it was supposed to be. Originally it was just going to be just Nemesis, Agony, The Commandos and Megastorm. Buuuuut...my mind wanted the pods to be symmetrical and if I was going to had five extra pods then I needed to have someone in them! So I basically looked around at the Transformers toys I had and picked the ones I really liked.
And because I'm never really sure how well my descriptions come across, here's a quick run down of who uses what figure.
Agony Prime-Classics Nemesis Prime
Nemesis Prime-Siege Nemesis Prime
The Commandos-Unite Warriors versions of them.
Ocular-Generations Fall of Cybertron Shockwave
Cindy-Siege Centurion Drone
Blackwidow-Animated Blackarachnia
Shatter-Well..that's just Shatter from the Bumblebee movie.
Riot-Classics Acid Storm
Megastorm-Thrilling 30 IDW Megatron
And that's about it. This might be a regular feature for my fics. Just to be on the safe side. And if you're wondering why I went with the Japanese name for Blackarachnia instead of just calling her that...well I kind have some idea for the Beast Wars crew later. If I ever get that far. Still, better self than sorry.
For now I should think of what other mischief this ragtag group of Decepticons can get into!
Oh also I guess I should actually get to writing a fic that introduces Optima Prime since this is the second time I've mentioned her.
So many ideas, so little time...