The Wolfbane Chronicles
Part 4: The Wolf Shall Rise Again
A LunarFormer/TransFormers fanfiction
Ah, it's nice to have my old position back as intro guy. Slagpit isn't altogether feeling his best today, so I, LunarFormer, get to write this opening!
"Make it good, lad, or I have permission to chop off your hands!"
Well, I can't plug myself for the contest, since Oak and Mine are overseeing me, but other than that, I have the power to do anything…like say that I OWN TRANSFORMERS!
"That does it, he's flipped. Mine, you chop the left hand, I'll shoot the right."
Ok, ok, I'll be good. No, I don't own TransFormers, but Hasbro, Takara, Sunbow, and Marvel Productions do. Slagpit and I own all original names that show up in this series. And thank you Albedo, for being the first to come forward as the first official fan of the Wolfbane Chronicles Series NOT affiliated with a certain message board I'm a part of, or one of my good friends or family members.
"Ok, LF, now let the stars out."
Do I have to?
"Only if you don't want any trouble next game hop!"
What, you guys aren't from a video game RPG.
"I wanna cast magic missile…at the big robot!"
Very funny, Oak. I know you don't do magic.
(Slagpit) I wanna cancel the LunarFormer miniseries idea…due to the big robot.
OK! OK! POINT MADE! STORY START!
(Slagpit) That's better.
Scene: Lifewing's room.
Wolfbane raised a finger to his eye, wiping away some mechfluid tears. "That part of the story always gets to me for some reason."
"Aw, does my big, strong Wolf have a soft spot for his original form?" Lifewing cooed playfully into Wolfbane's ear.
Wolfbane shook his head clear. "You kidding? That's impossible. I never like hearing about the destruction of a fellow Autobot, that's all."
"Riiiiight," Lifewing laughed, wrapping her arms around Wolf's neck. "So, what happens next, hmmmmm?"
"As if you didn't know already."
"Oh, come on, Wolfie…you said you'd finish the story." Lifewing kissed Wolf on the cheek, causing the slightly larger purple lupine 'bot to blush.
"Well, ok," Wolfbane sighed, and then closed his eyes. "Of course, there's the short poem to fill the time gap between the events…"
"Of course."
"Time passes
Heroes fade
Life takes on
A darker shade.
Old alliances
Turn bitter foes
Teams united
Decompose.
A time of need
A time for might
A time when hope
Seems hidden from sight."
"Nicely done, dear."
"Thanks, Life."
Scene: Inside a collapsed cave entrance, looking at the pile of rubble blocking it.
"Come ON, Therm! We need to get the Super Cave cleared out!"
"Vince, I don't think this is such a good idea…I mean, how long has it been? How long has the team been disbanded?"
"Therm, we don't have time to go into that now! We need to get through to Cybertron!"
"Eventh an ithiot like me knowth that the Autobot/Human allianth is no more, Vinth!"
"Snakehead, I need to get to Cybertron! Activating Optimatt is our only hope for saving Delaware!"
There was a low growl at that statement, followed by a voice that almost sounded like it was meowing. "Only one problem there. Optimatt Prime is no more! The moment he got to Cybertron, he was blown to bits!"
"Which is why I said reactivate him, not ask him back! We just have to rebuild him!"
"I still wish Super Matthew was still alive…"
"Don'th we all."
A ray of light shone into the darkened cave. "Hey, guys! I think we're almost there!"
"Out of the way! I'll blast the rest of the way!"
There was a loud blast, and the remaining rocks fell out of the way, showing the former core members of the Super Team in silhouette. Vince was clearly much taller, while the others seemed not much different. The team stepped carefully into the ruins of what had once been their secret base. Not much had changed around the base, aside from the fact that everything needed a good dusting and the removal of many cobwebs was in order.
"Well, here we are. Cave sweet cave!" Vince called out, quickly running to the Computer. He quickly reactivated all the main power systems.
"Super Computer back online…wait…why am I back online? Last thing I recall, everyone said I was powering down for the last time."
"Sorry, that was a bit premature, Computer. We need your help."
"Of course, Vince. How can I help?"
"I need to contact Cybertron!"
"No can do, young commander. All ties with Cybertron have been cut off, and that includes communications."
"BUT THIS IS URGENT!"
"Calm down. I can, of course, teleport you there."
"DO IT!"
"Initiating teleport sequence. How many are going with you?"
Vince looked at the rest of the crew. Mrowr, now with a few scattered grey hairs, shook his head. Snakehead was busy looking at some moss that had developed on some of the rocks, which was glowing (shiny object plus stupid person equals hours of enjoyment.). Therm stepped forward.
"Very well then. Just me and Therm, Computer."
"Teleport sequence engaged. Have a safe trip!"
And, with a quick flash of light, Therm and Vince found themselves fade out of the Super Cave, and fade back in on Cybertron.
Scene: Cybertron, in same proximity as the conflict from last episode.
"Well, looks like not much has changed," Vince said, looking at the area and quickly spying where most of the parts of Optimatt had fallen.
"Nope. The Autobots usually treat places of such carnage as cursed or haunted, much like humans regard a battlefield or a grave yard." Therm replied, looking at a few other scattered circuits in the area.
"Well, that certainly simplifies the search. We just have to take back this pile of wreckage, and we've got our 'bot."
"I don't think it's that easy, sir. I'm picking up parts of OMP (Opti Matt Prime) over here as well. And over there…and there…"
"Well, do a sensor sweep of the area, and pick up whatever has any signs of a OMP power signature. I'll try to get this guy's body shell back together at least."
"YoudownthereWhatdoyouthinkyourdoingWhogoesthereShowyourselves!"
"Aw, cheese, this sector would be patrolled by Blurr, wouldn't it?"
"Might I suggest we just have the Super Computer teleport us and anything with the OMP signature back to the cave now?"
"Um…I think it's a tad late for that." Vince looked around, and saw that a force of Autobot guards had them surrounded. Some of the more notable characters in the force being Wheelie, Blurr, the Dinobots, Springer, and Ultra Magnus.
"I don't know what you are doing in this area, human, but I'm sure you know that you are not welcome here." Magnus said, stepping forward from the circle of 'bots.
"HEY! I RESENT THAT! I AM VINCE, HEIR OF SUPER MATTHEW, THE CREATOR OF OPTIMATT PRIME! His services are needed, and I am here to gather him up and have him reconstructed!"
"Vince? There's a name we never expected to hear again." Chimed a voice from the back. "Out of my way! Let me through! I'll handle this!" The crowd parted, and vince could make out the blinking…things on the side of an old familiar Autobot's head.
"WHEELJACK! Long time no see, man! How are ya'?"
"Oh, I've been better. So, you need to reactivate OMP, huh? Any particular reason?"
"Galvatron."
"You're kidding, right? Galvatron's DEAD."
"Well, if you had any remaining connections to Earth, I could prove you wrong…"
"I'll take your word for it. I don't think this body is going to work anymore, though. Besides, if OMP couldn't beat Megatron, what makes you think he can beat Galvatron?"
"With a few new upgrades I've been working on. So, if this old form won't work, what do you suggest?"
"Well, Perceptor and I have been working on a new body form. It's almost organic. We like to call it a protoform. Now, if we can load OMP's parts into a protoform body…"
"We can make him better than new! Wheeljack, you are a genius, you know that?"
Scene: A laboratory somewhere on Cybertron.
"So, is everything set?"
"Yes…although I don't recall a few of the circuit boards we put in there…"
"Well, it has been a long time. So, are we ready for initialization?"
"Almost. We just need you to pick an alternate form for him to take. Shall we go with the van again?"
"NO!" both Therm and Vince shouted. Therm looked at Vince, who shrugged. "The van was the link to the Super Team. We are still disbanded, so it doesn't make sense to have him turn into a duplicate of the Super Van anymore. This guy is now partly organic, right?"
"Well, yes, why?"
"Well, can he take on an organic form?"
"I don't see why not…"
"Perfect! How about a wolf, with the same coloration as OMP?"
"Hey, it's your creation. Ok, one purple wolf Autobot coming up!"
The protoform chamber glowed brightly, light bursting from every seam of the containment unit. Soon, the light dimmed, and finally went out. The main door of the device popped open, and a large lupine figure stepped out.
"Ugh…what hit me…where am I? Where's Megatron? I'll kill him!"
Wheeljack stepped up to the new robot. "Sit down, you. I think we need to fill you in on what has happened."
Scene: Sometime later, still in the lab.
"Wow…I missed that much? Man, I have been out of it. Well, I suppose I'm not really a Prime anymore, what with this now defunct "friendship" matrix in me…" the new bot said with a sneer, tapping his chest. "So, I guess I'll need a new name. What is it I turn into again?"
"Transform and find out for yourself." Vince said, rolling his eyes.
"Fine, I will!" the reformatted Autobot replied, a bit of a growl on his voice. He then proceded to transform, his chestplate swinging up in front of his face, then a pair of panels slid out from there, and enveloped the rest of his head. He fell forward, catching himself on his hands, which had flipped into a pair of paws. His gun belt rotated around his waist, positioning his sword as a tail. "Hey…a wolf…nice. I think I'll call myself…WOLFBANE!"
And there you have it, dear readers! The origin of Wolfbane, and an explaination of why I had to kill off OMP last chapter. Well, I hope you had fun, because next chapter, we find out that not all is as it should be, and our two lovebirds get an unexpected visit! Next time, Part 5: Fighting The Night.
Part 4: The Wolf Shall Rise Again
A LunarFormer/TransFormers fanfiction
Ah, it's nice to have my old position back as intro guy. Slagpit isn't altogether feeling his best today, so I, LunarFormer, get to write this opening!
"Make it good, lad, or I have permission to chop off your hands!"
Well, I can't plug myself for the contest, since Oak and Mine are overseeing me, but other than that, I have the power to do anything…like say that I OWN TRANSFORMERS!
"That does it, he's flipped. Mine, you chop the left hand, I'll shoot the right."
Ok, ok, I'll be good. No, I don't own TransFormers, but Hasbro, Takara, Sunbow, and Marvel Productions do. Slagpit and I own all original names that show up in this series. And thank you Albedo, for being the first to come forward as the first official fan of the Wolfbane Chronicles Series NOT affiliated with a certain message board I'm a part of, or one of my good friends or family members.
"Ok, LF, now let the stars out."
Do I have to?
"Only if you don't want any trouble next game hop!"
What, you guys aren't from a video game RPG.
"I wanna cast magic missile…at the big robot!"
Very funny, Oak. I know you don't do magic.
(Slagpit) I wanna cancel the LunarFormer miniseries idea…due to the big robot.
OK! OK! POINT MADE! STORY START!
(Slagpit) That's better.
Scene: Lifewing's room.
Wolfbane raised a finger to his eye, wiping away some mechfluid tears. "That part of the story always gets to me for some reason."
"Aw, does my big, strong Wolf have a soft spot for his original form?" Lifewing cooed playfully into Wolfbane's ear.
Wolfbane shook his head clear. "You kidding? That's impossible. I never like hearing about the destruction of a fellow Autobot, that's all."
"Riiiiight," Lifewing laughed, wrapping her arms around Wolf's neck. "So, what happens next, hmmmmm?"
"As if you didn't know already."
"Oh, come on, Wolfie…you said you'd finish the story." Lifewing kissed Wolf on the cheek, causing the slightly larger purple lupine 'bot to blush.
"Well, ok," Wolfbane sighed, and then closed his eyes. "Of course, there's the short poem to fill the time gap between the events…"
"Of course."
"Time passes
Heroes fade
Life takes on
A darker shade.
Old alliances
Turn bitter foes
Teams united
Decompose.
A time of need
A time for might
A time when hope
Seems hidden from sight."
"Nicely done, dear."
"Thanks, Life."
Scene: Inside a collapsed cave entrance, looking at the pile of rubble blocking it.
"Come ON, Therm! We need to get the Super Cave cleared out!"
"Vince, I don't think this is such a good idea…I mean, how long has it been? How long has the team been disbanded?"
"Therm, we don't have time to go into that now! We need to get through to Cybertron!"
"Eventh an ithiot like me knowth that the Autobot/Human allianth is no more, Vinth!"
"Snakehead, I need to get to Cybertron! Activating Optimatt is our only hope for saving Delaware!"
There was a low growl at that statement, followed by a voice that almost sounded like it was meowing. "Only one problem there. Optimatt Prime is no more! The moment he got to Cybertron, he was blown to bits!"
"Which is why I said reactivate him, not ask him back! We just have to rebuild him!"
"I still wish Super Matthew was still alive…"
"Don'th we all."
A ray of light shone into the darkened cave. "Hey, guys! I think we're almost there!"
"Out of the way! I'll blast the rest of the way!"
There was a loud blast, and the remaining rocks fell out of the way, showing the former core members of the Super Team in silhouette. Vince was clearly much taller, while the others seemed not much different. The team stepped carefully into the ruins of what had once been their secret base. Not much had changed around the base, aside from the fact that everything needed a good dusting and the removal of many cobwebs was in order.
"Well, here we are. Cave sweet cave!" Vince called out, quickly running to the Computer. He quickly reactivated all the main power systems.
"Super Computer back online…wait…why am I back online? Last thing I recall, everyone said I was powering down for the last time."
"Sorry, that was a bit premature, Computer. We need your help."
"Of course, Vince. How can I help?"
"I need to contact Cybertron!"
"No can do, young commander. All ties with Cybertron have been cut off, and that includes communications."
"BUT THIS IS URGENT!"
"Calm down. I can, of course, teleport you there."
"DO IT!"
"Initiating teleport sequence. How many are going with you?"
Vince looked at the rest of the crew. Mrowr, now with a few scattered grey hairs, shook his head. Snakehead was busy looking at some moss that had developed on some of the rocks, which was glowing (shiny object plus stupid person equals hours of enjoyment.). Therm stepped forward.
"Very well then. Just me and Therm, Computer."
"Teleport sequence engaged. Have a safe trip!"
And, with a quick flash of light, Therm and Vince found themselves fade out of the Super Cave, and fade back in on Cybertron.
Scene: Cybertron, in same proximity as the conflict from last episode.
"Well, looks like not much has changed," Vince said, looking at the area and quickly spying where most of the parts of Optimatt had fallen.
"Nope. The Autobots usually treat places of such carnage as cursed or haunted, much like humans regard a battlefield or a grave yard." Therm replied, looking at a few other scattered circuits in the area.
"Well, that certainly simplifies the search. We just have to take back this pile of wreckage, and we've got our 'bot."
"I don't think it's that easy, sir. I'm picking up parts of OMP (Opti Matt Prime) over here as well. And over there…and there…"
"Well, do a sensor sweep of the area, and pick up whatever has any signs of a OMP power signature. I'll try to get this guy's body shell back together at least."
"YoudownthereWhatdoyouthinkyourdoingWhogoesthereShowyourselves!"
"Aw, cheese, this sector would be patrolled by Blurr, wouldn't it?"
"Might I suggest we just have the Super Computer teleport us and anything with the OMP signature back to the cave now?"
"Um…I think it's a tad late for that." Vince looked around, and saw that a force of Autobot guards had them surrounded. Some of the more notable characters in the force being Wheelie, Blurr, the Dinobots, Springer, and Ultra Magnus.
"I don't know what you are doing in this area, human, but I'm sure you know that you are not welcome here." Magnus said, stepping forward from the circle of 'bots.
"HEY! I RESENT THAT! I AM VINCE, HEIR OF SUPER MATTHEW, THE CREATOR OF OPTIMATT PRIME! His services are needed, and I am here to gather him up and have him reconstructed!"
"Vince? There's a name we never expected to hear again." Chimed a voice from the back. "Out of my way! Let me through! I'll handle this!" The crowd parted, and vince could make out the blinking…things on the side of an old familiar Autobot's head.
"WHEELJACK! Long time no see, man! How are ya'?"
"Oh, I've been better. So, you need to reactivate OMP, huh? Any particular reason?"
"Galvatron."
"You're kidding, right? Galvatron's DEAD."
"Well, if you had any remaining connections to Earth, I could prove you wrong…"
"I'll take your word for it. I don't think this body is going to work anymore, though. Besides, if OMP couldn't beat Megatron, what makes you think he can beat Galvatron?"
"With a few new upgrades I've been working on. So, if this old form won't work, what do you suggest?"
"Well, Perceptor and I have been working on a new body form. It's almost organic. We like to call it a protoform. Now, if we can load OMP's parts into a protoform body…"
"We can make him better than new! Wheeljack, you are a genius, you know that?"
Scene: A laboratory somewhere on Cybertron.
"So, is everything set?"
"Yes…although I don't recall a few of the circuit boards we put in there…"
"Well, it has been a long time. So, are we ready for initialization?"
"Almost. We just need you to pick an alternate form for him to take. Shall we go with the van again?"
"NO!" both Therm and Vince shouted. Therm looked at Vince, who shrugged. "The van was the link to the Super Team. We are still disbanded, so it doesn't make sense to have him turn into a duplicate of the Super Van anymore. This guy is now partly organic, right?"
"Well, yes, why?"
"Well, can he take on an organic form?"
"I don't see why not…"
"Perfect! How about a wolf, with the same coloration as OMP?"
"Hey, it's your creation. Ok, one purple wolf Autobot coming up!"
The protoform chamber glowed brightly, light bursting from every seam of the containment unit. Soon, the light dimmed, and finally went out. The main door of the device popped open, and a large lupine figure stepped out.
"Ugh…what hit me…where am I? Where's Megatron? I'll kill him!"
Wheeljack stepped up to the new robot. "Sit down, you. I think we need to fill you in on what has happened."
Scene: Sometime later, still in the lab.
"Wow…I missed that much? Man, I have been out of it. Well, I suppose I'm not really a Prime anymore, what with this now defunct "friendship" matrix in me…" the new bot said with a sneer, tapping his chest. "So, I guess I'll need a new name. What is it I turn into again?"
"Transform and find out for yourself." Vince said, rolling his eyes.
"Fine, I will!" the reformatted Autobot replied, a bit of a growl on his voice. He then proceded to transform, his chestplate swinging up in front of his face, then a pair of panels slid out from there, and enveloped the rest of his head. He fell forward, catching himself on his hands, which had flipped into a pair of paws. His gun belt rotated around his waist, positioning his sword as a tail. "Hey…a wolf…nice. I think I'll call myself…WOLFBANE!"
And there you have it, dear readers! The origin of Wolfbane, and an explaination of why I had to kill off OMP last chapter. Well, I hope you had fun, because next chapter, we find out that not all is as it should be, and our two lovebirds get an unexpected visit! Next time, Part 5: Fighting The Night.