Transformers: Eternal Eclipse

Chapter 5

(Deep Space)

:With the AllSpark gone, we cannot return life to our planet. And fate has yielded its reward: a new world to call. . . home. We live among its people now, hiding in plain sight. . . but watching over them in secret. . . waiting. . . protecting. I have witnessed their capacity for courage, and through we are worlds apart, like us, there's more to them than meets the eyes. I am Optimus Prime, and I send this message to any surviving Autobots taking refuge among the stars: We are here. . . we are waiting:

Optimus voice echoed throughout the room filling the occupants with hope and wonder. "Do you think he's still alive?" Someone finally broke the silence.

"There's no telling how old the message is," another responded.

"Still. . . It's Optimus."

Everyone turned to the black and white mech in charge, he had been quiet throughout the message. Even with everyone watching him he didn't acknowledge them as he ran thousands of statistics through his battle computer, after only a few minutes Prowl spoke, "It's settled, were heading for Earth."

(Earth)

Drift regarded the girl as she gave him her best glare but having faced some of the worst the Decepticons could offer he just shrugged it off. "Watch where you're going!" She had courage, he'd give her that.

"My apologetics," Drift resounded with a slight polite bow while examining the young human, she had reddish hair that went past her shoulders and green eyes. He couldn't tell ages but she looked younger then Tess, her clothes were old and appeared to big for her frame. He then noticed a laptop sticking out of the bag she carried, even it looked second hand. "I am Drift," the sword wielding bot introduced himself.

The girl studied him just as intently before she finally answered, "Riley, my name's Riley."

Drift looked back at the billboard, "I am no expert on Earth laws but I believe that is illegal."

"Like I care what they want," Riley snapped bitterly.

Drift eyed her, "I also find it curious that I've seen that image before," he mentioned seemingly offhandedly but still watching Riley intently. It was only for a moment but he saw her stiffen.


'Jazz was gone, Ironhide was gone, Q was gone. Optimus was who knows where,' these thoughts kept echoing in his head as Ratchet looked over the work done so far for the other Autobots bodies. He wanted them done a soon as possible but he also wanted it done right. He trusted Sam though it had been his ability to communicate the Autobot medic that had helped him.

He vaguely remembered communicating with Sam while being a disembodied spark, it had been a little perplexing. Being placed in a new body, even one designed like your original was still a learning process so Ratchet needed all the help he could get.

[Ratchet? You okay?]

Startled out of his musings Ratchet turned to the younger bot with a huff, "I'm fine."

Bumblebee didn't look convinced. [We have time, you should rest]

"How many times do I have to tell everyone I'm FINE!" He had marched right up to Bumblebee and glared at the younger bot right in the optics. Bee didn't move but he didn't say anything either, Ratchet turned away, "Now if that's all I have work to do." He walked away leaving a very concerned Bumblebee.


Joyce decided his day couldn't get any worse. After the footage aired some of his remaining investors called, "Look it's not that bad. . . Yes I know it's bad but- Well what do you want me to say?!"

"Your an idiot."

"I'm an idiot. . . Hey! Who said that?!" He turned to find a skinny girl in rather ratty clothes with long messy red hair and pale green eyes he didn't recognize. Joyce was really getting tired of these surprised guest that kept popping up, "Who's this?"

Drift who was standing next to her answered, "Everyone, I like to introduce Riley."

Everyone looked up from what they were doing surprised, although he had a love for some of their culture Drift still wasn't one to socialize with humans expect their little group. For him to bring one here was unusual.

"Hey there," Cade was the first to speak up and took a step closer offering his hand. The girl who he judged to be around fourteen or fifteen quickly took a step away from him and shoved her hands into her pockets, she stayed close to Drift while watching everyone else with a look that seemed tough but was just covering nervousness. With a frown Cade stepped back with concern.

"Is there a reason she's here?" Joyce got everyone's attention and they all stared at the girl questioningly.

Riley looked down not meeting anyone's eyes as Drift gave her a look, when she wouldn't speak the samurai-bot did, "When we meet I discovered she has an interesting taste in art," was all he said.

Surprisingly Sideswipe was the first to catch on, "You're the one spray painting the Autobot symbol everywhere!"

"You know I think this place has graffiti laws," Epps joked. He just received a frown from the girl.

"You've been doing this?" Tessa asked, "Why?"

"Because they needed help!" Riley snapped. She pointed at Joyce, "He and the others shouldn't get away with what they did!"

Joyce slapped a hand across his face, "Like this wasn't bad enough."

"If you'd really didn't want everyone to know you should of had stronger firewall's," she muttered. She probably hadn't meant for anyone to hear but Joyce whirled on her realizing something.

"YOU HACKED MY SYSTEMS!" He shook his finger at her like someone who really didn't know how to talk to kids. "That was a very bad thing to do young lady. . . impressive, but bad!"

"HA! Your one to talk. You know you're lucky you still have all this," she waved her arm around, "If I had my way you couldn't even get a job at a fast food place!"

"HA!" Hound laughed, "I like her."

"Besides," Riley added, "I didn't say I did it."

Joyce's face was turning red and Cade decided to step in before someone got hurt, he clapped his hands together to get everyone's attention, "You know it's been a long day, how about we get some soda's or something."

"Thinks," Riley said, "But I should get home."

"Where do you live?" Lennox asked.

"None of your business!" The redheaded girl snarled. Everyone stared at her shocked and she stepped closer to Drift.

Drift raised an optic ridge, "I'll escort her home."

"You don't need to do that," She said quickly in a slightly nervous voice, "Just drop me off at the lot."

"I believe I'll drop you off in a safer location," Drift answered.

She huffed, "Fine." The sword wielding Autobot transformed opening one of his doors for her, as soon as she went inside he left the hanger.

Everyone stared after them. Sideswipe spoke first, "I wonder what other surprises are in store."

"Nothing fun, I can guarantee ya'," Crosshairs said.


(Weeks later)

A strange convoy was making it's way down a deserted road. In the lead was a 2014 Chevrolet Camaro followed by a 2014 C7 Corvette Stingray, 2013 Bugatti Veyron, Grand Sport Vitesse, Oshkosh Defense Medium Tactical Vehicle, Lamborghini Reventor, 2005 Ford GT, Chevrolet Impala, Hummer 2, #42 Earnhardt Ganassi Racing Target car, #48 Hendrick Motorsports, Lowe's car, Chevrolet Volt, Chevrolet Spark, Chevrolet Trax and finally a MV Agusta F4 R312 motorcycle.

Ratchet had worked nonstop to make sure the others were returned to bodies before the arrival.

"How many do you think are with him?" Cade asked. He, Sam, William, Epps, Tessa, Shane, Darcy, Su and surprisingly Riley had accompanied them to welcome the newcomers.

"No telling," Crosshairs answered through the commlinks.

"But knowing Prowl he'll bring a small group first to check if things are truly safe," Elita stated.


Arcee and Chromia had volunteered to stayed with the hatchlings. Mainly making sure Hot Rod stayed out of trouble, which was no easy task. Luckily most of them were recharging.

"Chromia, Arcee?" Both turned to find Carly entering the room.

"Yeah?" The blue femme asked.

"Have you seen Olivia? I can't find her."

Chromia sighed, 'something she had picked up from the humans', "Where could that sparkling have gotten to now?"


The Steeljaw raised it's head as yet another small visitor came into the room. Olivia's face lit up as soon as she saw him, "Doggie!" She cried excitedly running towards the cage.


"How much longer?" Sideswipe never the patience one moaned. He had been asking that for over an hour.

"I got kids better behaved," Epps whispered to Cade.

Before he could respond someone exclaimed, "Look!"

Everyone looked up as a ship appeared, the Orion had arrived. It lowered towards the flat space that had been turned into a temporary landing pad, as soon as it settled the hatch opened to show eight bots standing on the ramp.


Not far behind the Autobots ship another was making its way towards Earth. The Darksyde wasn't as impressive as the Nemesis but it could still strike fear. Inside the cockpit Swindle stared board at the readings the computer showed him of the world they were approaching. "How do we know this isn't a waste of time," he muttered to no one in particle.

Skywarp who was the only other bot in there glanced at him, "This was where Shockwave was heading wasn't it?"

"So? It's not like he's never been wrong."

Before the Seeker could answer another voice beat him to it, "Something you wish to share Swindle?" Both mechs jumped with very un-mech-like screeches before turning to the tall purple mech.

"Uh, no sir. Nothing at all," Swindle muttered.

"But what about all that 'this is a waste of tim-' OW!" Skywarp cried out when Swindle brought his ped down on the Seeker's.

Ignoring them Tarn turned to the view screen that showed a small blue green world they were approaching. "Megatron's here I know he is."

"Not that we doubt you," Skywarp dared to speak up, "But are you sure this is the right planet, it's not that impressive."

"It doesn't matter about the planet, this is where Shockwave got the messages from. And you would do well to remember that Swindle," the masked bot snarled.

"Sure, sure. Fine, whatever you say Tarn," the smaller mech said as the taller bot walked away before muttering, "Ya freak," when he thought no one could hear him.


Another ship was also heading for the same location, different from the Cybertronian ones it was sleek and dark with the intent of stealth. Inside several figures laid on berths unmoving while strange equipment monitored their systems.

As Earth came closer new text appeared and several machines started powering up or turning off as orders started issuing from one of the monitors.

The figures started moving and an emotionless voice issued an order through the Communications system. :Understand your mission:

The figure's rose. "Will obey," they said in eerily union.