The Wolfbane Chronicles
Part 5: A Life's Last Resort
A TransFormers Fanfic by: LunarFormer
Greetings, loyal readers! L.F here, as usual, pumping out a new section to the Chronicles! This being Valentines Day and all, I figured I'd throw you all the BLOODIEST BATTLE TRANSFORMERS HAS EVER SEEN! NOT! Ok, recently, I've been somewhat sentimental, and I feel it necessary to write a sort of slightly sappy story today. And, since this entry was going to be sappy anyway, why not do this now? So, now down to the standards...Wolfbane, Lightwing, Darkbane, blah blah blah yackity shmacity blah blah...are all personally owned. Contact me if you wish to use them anywhere. TransFormers, and all base elements therein are property of Takara, Hasbro...and all those other companies that had some connection to TransFormers. I would now like to take this time to...
"Can we start yet, Wolf?"
"Not until he finishes the intro, love"
PEOPLE! QUIET BACK THERE! Now then, as I was saying...I would like to take this time to dedicate this once again to my mother, God rest her soul, My Uncle Bob, for being the other person who got me hooked on TransFormers from a fairly early age, and the love of my life, Katherine, who inspired me to finally write down these adventures I had only been imagining for a few years. Happy Valentine's Day to all, and especially to you, Kath, my dear.
"OK! LET'S GET ON WITH THIS!"
"Dark, you don't even show up this section. Why are you here?"
"LF hired me to hose you two down if you got too lovey dovey! Heh heh heh. So, by all means, go right ahead, have fun, you two!"
"Oh, give it a rest, you sick freak!"
"OW!"
"Nice job, love!"
"Thank you, Wolf."
Ahem...Gentlemen and lady, care to let me start the epic?
"Ok."
"Sure, why not."
"{Squeaky voice} ok, but I want compensation for this entry..."
Scene: Just a short distance from where we left Wolf last time
Wolfbane slowly walks back down the abandoned roads of Cybertron, as he discusses the present situation with himself. He has his gun drawn, but only seems to be looking over it as he talks to himself.
"Let's see. Lightstorm is back undercover, and Darkbane still has no idea that he's a spy, thank Primus. The Autobot resistance is dwindling, as more and more members retire or enter into the Maximal ranks. Lightwing is out of commission for a while, and there is nothing I can do to help. And, worst of all, I STILL can't lay a finger on that blasted evil side of mine, Darkbane! He must be made to pay for his crimes against all of Cybertron! Lightwing shall not go unavenged!" Wolf then looks up at the sky, and watches as a shooting star crosses the sky. Wolfbane sighs, then closes his eyes, and allows his memory to drift back...
Scene: a darkened room, with a single light on in the center, under which Wolfbane stands.
"DARK! Where are you, you throwback? Reveal yourself, Darkbane!"
"Oh, Wolf, do you honestly think I'm still there? I could tell your brand of carnage from a sector away! But, that's beside the point. I'd like you to go over to the wall on your left. There, you should find a switch. Flip it, and you should find an interesting surprise waiting for you. SHREAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
As the voice of Darkbane echoes eerily around the room, Wolfbane fumbles through the darkness, and finally locates a switch. He throws it, activating the lights in the room. Wolfbane looks around, and sees a small figure on a table on the far side of the room.
"Oh dear Primus NO!" Wolfbane roars, as he launches himself across the room, eyes wide with panic. "No, anything but this! Anyone but her..." He runs up to the table, and sees a female Autobot, with various sections removed, some violently as if by being ripped away by sharp fangs, others with more precision removed with a laser scalpel. Wolfbane collapses to his knees beside the table, his eyes almost ready to cry, or at least the TransFormer equivalent of crying. "Light, speak to me, my love. Please. Say anything!" Moments pass, and nothing happens. Wolf leaps up, raising both arms in the air. (ok, dear readers, if anyone doesn't see what's going to happen right now, you obviously haven't seen enough TV show or movies.)
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO..."
Scene: Back to where we left Wolfbane before the flashback.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I'LL KILL YOU FOR THIS, DARKBANE! I SHALL RIP OFF YOUR HEAD, MOUNT IT ON A SPIKE, AND PLACE IT AS A TROPHY ON MY WALL!"
Wolfbane opens his eyes, realizes he's no longer in the torture chamber. He shakes his head, and trys to clear his mind. Then, again, he sighs. "Oh, Lightwing...if only I hadn't waited for those idiot Maximals to give me permission to track you down...I could have prevented all this...but I was too slow. Perhaps...perhaps I can still reach you. What was that spell again?" Wolfbane fumbles around in a pocket (don't ask me how TransFormers have pockets...they just do.) and pulls out a small piece of paper.
"Across the planes of space and time.
I send out this mystic rhythm.
Out to she, whose heart and mine,
Shall forever intertwine."
~"Wolfbane!"~
Wolfbane jumps, then looks very excited. "Light? Is that you?!"
~"Wolf, be serious! It's not Lightwing. It couldn't be. This is Fixit."~
"Oh. What do you want? Microbots deserting now?"
~"Don't even joke about that! I'm sick of seeing the others run away as well. No, this is more urgent! Lightwing's Spark....it's...it's..."~
"It's WHAT?! SPIT IT OUT, DARN YOU!"
~"IT'S LEAVING HER BODY!"~
"What?"
~"It's leaving her body, and going...out the door...and down the corridor..."~
"Fix, man, I'm just down the corridor. Don't try to..." Wolfbane is cut off as a Spark shoots past him. "FIXIT! GET A SIGNATURE TRACE ON IT! I WANT TO KNOW WHERE IT'S GOING!"
~"Way ahead of you, man. It appears to be heading for...protoform lab alpha 9 theta?"~
"A protoform lab? Why would her spark be...FIXIT! SHE'S TRYING TO RESURECT HERSELF!"
~"That's madness, Wolf, and you know it."~
"No crazier than when you separated Megatron from Ratchet."
~"Touché. You might be on to something. If it can merge with a new protoform body..."~
"She'll be alive again! I have to be there, Fixit! Guide me there!"
Scene: a short time later, and quite a few miles away from the location of last scene.
"Ok, Fix. I'm there." A giant pair of steel doors open, leading Wolfbane into a large room, full of tubes containing unclaimed bodies for TransFormer Sparks, known as protoforms. Wolf quietly maneuvers around the room, searching for any sign of a mobile body, or the lost Spark.
"Wolf Boy, you looking for me?" a small voice asks, right behind Wolfbane. A smallish pink hand reaches out and touches Wolf's shoulder.
Startled, Wolfbane whirls around, extending his blaster. "Who DARES call me that! Only one person is permited to call me anything but W...ol...f..." Wolfbane slowly drops his gun, his eyes opening wide, his jaw dropping. He faces a slender pink robot, an Autobot symbol imprinted on her forehead, something resembling a beak running along the center of her chest, a pair of deep blue eyes, looking squarely and lovingly back at Wolf, with a huge smile on her face.
"Like the new look, hon? It's me, Lightwing, although I guess now, with this new look, I think I'll call myself Lifewing."
Wolf stands there, stunned. Then, after a few moments, launches himself into her arms, tears welling up in his eyes. "Oh, Light. I thought I had lost you..." Then, before he can continue, she hushes him and kisses him on the lips, which he happily accepts and returns.
Awwww. Now I think I have REALLY topped myself! That was the most SICKENINGLY SWEET ending I've ever done! If I don't get a reply, well, I don't know...I'll keep doing these, if just for the few fans I know I have, but I have no idea what I'm gonna do next, or the next title. So...Until next I log in for the Wolf, and `Till All Are One,' This is LunarFormer, logging out.
Part 5: A Life's Last Resort
A TransFormers Fanfic by: LunarFormer
Greetings, loyal readers! L.F here, as usual, pumping out a new section to the Chronicles! This being Valentines Day and all, I figured I'd throw you all the BLOODIEST BATTLE TRANSFORMERS HAS EVER SEEN! NOT! Ok, recently, I've been somewhat sentimental, and I feel it necessary to write a sort of slightly sappy story today. And, since this entry was going to be sappy anyway, why not do this now? So, now down to the standards...Wolfbane, Lightwing, Darkbane, blah blah blah yackity shmacity blah blah...are all personally owned. Contact me if you wish to use them anywhere. TransFormers, and all base elements therein are property of Takara, Hasbro...and all those other companies that had some connection to TransFormers. I would now like to take this time to...
"Can we start yet, Wolf?"
"Not until he finishes the intro, love"
PEOPLE! QUIET BACK THERE! Now then, as I was saying...I would like to take this time to dedicate this once again to my mother, God rest her soul, My Uncle Bob, for being the other person who got me hooked on TransFormers from a fairly early age, and the love of my life, Katherine, who inspired me to finally write down these adventures I had only been imagining for a few years. Happy Valentine's Day to all, and especially to you, Kath, my dear.
"OK! LET'S GET ON WITH THIS!"
"Dark, you don't even show up this section. Why are you here?"
"LF hired me to hose you two down if you got too lovey dovey! Heh heh heh. So, by all means, go right ahead, have fun, you two!"
"Oh, give it a rest, you sick freak!"
"OW!"
"Nice job, love!"
"Thank you, Wolf."
Ahem...Gentlemen and lady, care to let me start the epic?
"Ok."
"Sure, why not."
"{Squeaky voice} ok, but I want compensation for this entry..."
Scene: Just a short distance from where we left Wolf last time
Wolfbane slowly walks back down the abandoned roads of Cybertron, as he discusses the present situation with himself. He has his gun drawn, but only seems to be looking over it as he talks to himself.
"Let's see. Lightstorm is back undercover, and Darkbane still has no idea that he's a spy, thank Primus. The Autobot resistance is dwindling, as more and more members retire or enter into the Maximal ranks. Lightwing is out of commission for a while, and there is nothing I can do to help. And, worst of all, I STILL can't lay a finger on that blasted evil side of mine, Darkbane! He must be made to pay for his crimes against all of Cybertron! Lightwing shall not go unavenged!" Wolf then looks up at the sky, and watches as a shooting star crosses the sky. Wolfbane sighs, then closes his eyes, and allows his memory to drift back...
Scene: a darkened room, with a single light on in the center, under which Wolfbane stands.
"DARK! Where are you, you throwback? Reveal yourself, Darkbane!"
"Oh, Wolf, do you honestly think I'm still there? I could tell your brand of carnage from a sector away! But, that's beside the point. I'd like you to go over to the wall on your left. There, you should find a switch. Flip it, and you should find an interesting surprise waiting for you. SHREAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
As the voice of Darkbane echoes eerily around the room, Wolfbane fumbles through the darkness, and finally locates a switch. He throws it, activating the lights in the room. Wolfbane looks around, and sees a small figure on a table on the far side of the room.
"Oh dear Primus NO!" Wolfbane roars, as he launches himself across the room, eyes wide with panic. "No, anything but this! Anyone but her..." He runs up to the table, and sees a female Autobot, with various sections removed, some violently as if by being ripped away by sharp fangs, others with more precision removed with a laser scalpel. Wolfbane collapses to his knees beside the table, his eyes almost ready to cry, or at least the TransFormer equivalent of crying. "Light, speak to me, my love. Please. Say anything!" Moments pass, and nothing happens. Wolf leaps up, raising both arms in the air. (ok, dear readers, if anyone doesn't see what's going to happen right now, you obviously haven't seen enough TV show or movies.)
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO..."
Scene: Back to where we left Wolfbane before the flashback.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I'LL KILL YOU FOR THIS, DARKBANE! I SHALL RIP OFF YOUR HEAD, MOUNT IT ON A SPIKE, AND PLACE IT AS A TROPHY ON MY WALL!"
Wolfbane opens his eyes, realizes he's no longer in the torture chamber. He shakes his head, and trys to clear his mind. Then, again, he sighs. "Oh, Lightwing...if only I hadn't waited for those idiot Maximals to give me permission to track you down...I could have prevented all this...but I was too slow. Perhaps...perhaps I can still reach you. What was that spell again?" Wolfbane fumbles around in a pocket (don't ask me how TransFormers have pockets...they just do.) and pulls out a small piece of paper.
"Across the planes of space and time.
I send out this mystic rhythm.
Out to she, whose heart and mine,
Shall forever intertwine."
~"Wolfbane!"~
Wolfbane jumps, then looks very excited. "Light? Is that you?!"
~"Wolf, be serious! It's not Lightwing. It couldn't be. This is Fixit."~
"Oh. What do you want? Microbots deserting now?"
~"Don't even joke about that! I'm sick of seeing the others run away as well. No, this is more urgent! Lightwing's Spark....it's...it's..."~
"It's WHAT?! SPIT IT OUT, DARN YOU!"
~"IT'S LEAVING HER BODY!"~
"What?"
~"It's leaving her body, and going...out the door...and down the corridor..."~
"Fix, man, I'm just down the corridor. Don't try to..." Wolfbane is cut off as a Spark shoots past him. "FIXIT! GET A SIGNATURE TRACE ON IT! I WANT TO KNOW WHERE IT'S GOING!"
~"Way ahead of you, man. It appears to be heading for...protoform lab alpha 9 theta?"~
"A protoform lab? Why would her spark be...FIXIT! SHE'S TRYING TO RESURECT HERSELF!"
~"That's madness, Wolf, and you know it."~
"No crazier than when you separated Megatron from Ratchet."
~"Touché. You might be on to something. If it can merge with a new protoform body..."~
"She'll be alive again! I have to be there, Fixit! Guide me there!"
Scene: a short time later, and quite a few miles away from the location of last scene.
"Ok, Fix. I'm there." A giant pair of steel doors open, leading Wolfbane into a large room, full of tubes containing unclaimed bodies for TransFormer Sparks, known as protoforms. Wolf quietly maneuvers around the room, searching for any sign of a mobile body, or the lost Spark.
"Wolf Boy, you looking for me?" a small voice asks, right behind Wolfbane. A smallish pink hand reaches out and touches Wolf's shoulder.
Startled, Wolfbane whirls around, extending his blaster. "Who DARES call me that! Only one person is permited to call me anything but W...ol...f..." Wolfbane slowly drops his gun, his eyes opening wide, his jaw dropping. He faces a slender pink robot, an Autobot symbol imprinted on her forehead, something resembling a beak running along the center of her chest, a pair of deep blue eyes, looking squarely and lovingly back at Wolf, with a huge smile on her face.
"Like the new look, hon? It's me, Lightwing, although I guess now, with this new look, I think I'll call myself Lifewing."
Wolf stands there, stunned. Then, after a few moments, launches himself into her arms, tears welling up in his eyes. "Oh, Light. I thought I had lost you..." Then, before he can continue, she hushes him and kisses him on the lips, which he happily accepts and returns.
Awwww. Now I think I have REALLY topped myself! That was the most SICKENINGLY SWEET ending I've ever done! If I don't get a reply, well, I don't know...I'll keep doing these, if just for the few fans I know I have, but I have no idea what I'm gonna do next, or the next title. So...Until next I log in for the Wolf, and `Till All Are One,' This is LunarFormer, logging out.