Wolfbane Chronicles

Part 6: A Dark Ending Indeed

A TranFormers Fanfic by: LunarFormer

Well, I had time to think about it...Ok, I thought about it at work today...and I have decided, dear readers, to come to THE END! But this is not the end of the Chronicles. Far from it. If you read the title on FF.Net's main Transformer's database, you will see that this is now an individual Saga!

{Voices of all the characters} "YAY!"

Hush. Now, deciding that, I figured that I would next do a bit of an origins tale for Wolf and Dark. It's about time everyone learned the method to the madness, right? So, I think this time I'll forgo the now well-known disclaimer, and let you all see where this is going to end...guys? Any comments?

"Nope. Not me, LF. How about you, Dark"

"Mrfmfrrmurm!"

"Guess not."

Let Darkbane lose, Wolf. Besides, He's one of the key characters this time.

"Oh. Ok."

"You idiot. Now, Lunar, my boy, where is that compensation for the last log?"

You get one more Decepticonian section. Be happy.

"Oh, I see...no money, no vacation time, just a section focusing on the Decepticons. Why should I be content with..."

Ok, Wolf, tie him back up.

"OK OK! I ACCEPT YOUR TERMS!"

Heh heh heh. I knew you would.

Scene: The Decepticon Battle Ship "Enslavement"

"How is this POSSIBLE!?" Darkbane shouts, watching the reunion of Lifewing and Wolfbane through a cloaked video cambot Darkbane had following Wolf after their last encounter. Too bad there was no audio. "All my plans...RUINED! KEYRAH!" With that, Darkbane punches a fist through the screen he was watching. Vidwave, sitting nearby, looks over, sees this, and his light blue monochrome eyes widen, and then turn to a test pattern as he faints. "FLAPSNAP, YOU'RE IN CHARGE TILL I GET BACK!"

"FlapSnap? Who's that? I'm RAMJET!"

Darkbane slaps FlapSnap. "Snap out of it fool! You are NOT one of the original Decepticon warriors of old. Now GET BACK TO WORK!"

"Sorry, milord. I don't know what came over me...last thing I remember was this wall..."

"Just take control of the bridge till I return!"

"Yes, Lord Darkbane!"

Darkbane sighs. "It's so hard to find good help these days."

Darkbane then walks out of the control room, and Tracking can be seen behind him, trying to revive his fainted partner. Further down the corridor, Dark passes Darkstorm. "Darkstorm! Where have you been? I've been trying to reach you for the past cycle!"

"Sparksmasher wanted to give me a physical before I returned to duty, sir."

"Ah. Very well. Tell FlapSnap to take the day off, and that you are in charge until I get back to the bridge."

"Yes, sir. Will do, sir."

With that, the two `Cons go their respective ways. Darkbane continues down the hall, finally stopping in front of the infirmary, which he enters.

"Ah, milord Darkbane! What can I hurt-I mean-help you with today?" Sparksmasher stammers out, trying to hide a pair of test tubes behind his back.

"Sparksmasher...Did you not say that it was not possible for Lightwing to live again?"

"Well, no, I didn't quite say that. I said she'd never heal."

"Ah. Well...SHE'S ALIVE AND ACTIVE AGAIN!"

"You're kidding, right?"

"No. I don't kid when MY PLANS ARE DESTROYED!"

"Calm yourself, master. I have already laid in a sub plan. Now, the only way she could life again is if she found a new body, right?"

"Of course, since her old wounds were fatal."

"Right. But I can undo those wounds. Now, during my...experiments, I was able to corrupt her personality chip. It is now evil. Her spark, unfortunately, stayed good. Thus the inactivity, because the good spark would not work with the now evil personality chip."

"That's all fine and good, Smasher, but I need RESULTS! Give me one reason I shouldn't have you disassembled and scattered across the UNIVERSE!"

"I'm getting to that! Now then...I figured, if her spark merges with another body, then her old body would be discarded and useless...useless to anyone but me." With that, Sparksmasher wanders over to a nearby desk, and pulls out a small box, and something akin to a remote control. "I have, in this box, a Deception spark. And, with this remote, I can teleport Lightwing's old body to us. Merging the spark with the fixed body, we will have both a new Decepticon...and a weapon to use against Wolfbane. Since, how could he bring himself to attack the body of one he loves, or loved, no matter the allegiance? He's an Autobot! He'd never do such a thing!"

"And," Darkbane added, "the decision would surely push him to the brink of insanity, bringing out the Wolfmare locked within him! Sparksmasher, you are a genius! If you weren't a sociopath that would likely try to oust me as commander of this detachment, I would promote you."

"Thank you, sire. Now, shall I commence with the procedure?"

"By all means. And notify me when all is done!"

"As you wish, Lord Darkbane!"

Darkbane then turns and leaves the room, as Sparksmasher starts fiddling with the remote. Darkbane bumps into FlapSnap as he exits into the hall.

"HEY! WAZZPINATOR SAY WATCH WHERE YOU GOING, BEARBOT!"

Darkbane just shakes his head, pulls out his blaster, turns and shoots FlapSnap in the back, knocking him unconscious. "Why did I have to be cursed with such fools?"

Setting: Darkbane's quarters in the ship, later

~"Sire, it's ready for your inspection...SKYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"~

All right. That's where we shall end. I'd say that's enough to keep you all on the edge of your seats until I get back to this point in the series. Keep your eyes open for the next installment of THE WOLFBANE CHRONICLES! {cue dramatic music, and fade out}