Transformers: TransWarp
Episode VIII
"A Fatal Encounter"
Written By God Fire Convoy
A large red fire truck drove down the interstate highway through the small state of Oregon on this unusually warm February day. Following not too far behind was a blue Dodge Viper with beautiful flames painted on its hood and on its sides followed by a rugged Mercedes SUV and an unusual Lamborghini Police Car. They sped up and down the Cascade Mountains as they neared a small clearing on the side of the road. All four vehicles began to slow as the turned off onto it. Stumps, branches, twigs, and other forestry blurred past them as they sped down the trail. The sound of a small river grew as they reached a clearing. The four vehicles stopped in front of the large dormant volcano called Mt. Saint Hilary. Each of the cars shouted out their computer command codes as they transformed from their Earth-based modes to their robot forms…
"Fire Convoy, Transform!"
"Speedbreaker, Transform!"
"Wildride, Transform!"
"Mach Alert, Transform!"
Their mechanical parts hissed and whirred as they moved about, changing the shape of each vehicle until it resulted in a large humanoid type robot. The Leader of the Earth Forces, Fire Convoy, took a step forwards as he looked about the base of the Volcano.
"Now I wonder where it could be…" He told himself as his optics scanned the area.
Fire Convoy turned to face the others as he pointed off at the volcano.
"Spread out and search the base of this volcano." He commanded.
"What exactly are we looking for?" Asked Speedbreaker, tilting his head to the side as he did so.
"We're looking for the Ark…"
The three Car Brothers looked amongst each other with a puzzled look.
"Isn't the Ark just a legend sir?" Asked Mach Alert.
"I mean, I know Optimus Prime supposedly came from it and I do believe him, but how do we know its still here in the side of Mt. Saint Hilary?"
"It's got to be here." Fire Convoy said as he looked over at the volcano once more.
The sound of marching drones echoed down the roads of Cybertron as a couple frightened Autobots hid inside of a dark, old, abandoned warehouse. The two held onto each other as the marching grew louder, the screams of the only sentient being among the endless drones, Dinox, pierced their audio receptors like a razor. A moment later the doors to the warehouse suddenly crashed down to the floor. The two Autobots inside holding onto each other tightly. The female Autobot that was hiding buried her face in her boyfriend's chest, too frightened to look at the battle drones.
Dinox barked out a single command, "Search EVERYTHING! Bring all survivors before me. I shall deal with them personally."
The male Autobot, who held his girlfriend tightly in effort to comfort her, looked up over a table to see the piercing red optics of one of the drones. He stared silently, as if in a trance. As if he was looking the angel of death right in the eyes.
The drone reached over and quickly pulled the female Autobot away from his grip, tossing her towards the door like she was nothing.
"No!" she screamed. "Cyntax, no! I love you!" she cried out as she was drug out and tossed in front of Dinox.
He looked down at her with a sinister grin.
"What's your name?" He asked in a stern voice.
"L-L-Lita…"
"Lita. Such a beautiful name." Dinox reached behind him as he pulled out his beam rifle, aiming it at her head.
"On second thought, Lita. I won't damage your beautiful face. I feel a shot in the spark should do." He grinned as he pulled the trigger.
Cyntax screamed out in agony as the blast echoed like a gong in his receptors.
A few images of all the pods flying out of the Tyrannicon ship displayed on Optimus Prime's viewscreen in his quarters. He sat on his SCR [Stasis Regeneration Chamber], images of the two moonbases exploding flashed through his mind. Images of friends long gone.
Prime stood up threw a few knick-knacks against the wall breaking them.
He looked in a mirror as he stared himself in the optics.
"We're falling apart… Falling apart to an enemy we haven't even seen. Our moons destroyed before our eyes, my people being slaughtered as I speak…"
His chest compartment opened, the light of the hidden matrix flooded out and scattered into the room like a scared animal. He reached in and held the matrix out in front of him, his chest compartment closing again. He stared into the core of the matrix.
"Not even the might of the many can stand up to the might of this one…"
"But…it's not the time."
Deep inside what's left of the only production factory on Cybertron, Strider led a dozen mechanics and automatons as they struggled to finish Squadron 2 of the L.A.R.A. troopers.
He walked up a long stairway, up to the cockpit of the last L.A.R.A. completed. He brought his hand up and placed it against the chest of the L.A.R.A., leaving an Autobot symbol there before stepping inside the cockpit. The door closed behind him as the black cockpit flickered and glowed, the exterior cameras displaying the hangar to him.
"Systems activated and running at full capacity." He told himself.
He switched on the COM unit that was linked to the other members of his squadron of Mobile Units.
"Alright fella's. There are only a few squadrons of L.A.R.A.'s out there trying to protect this planet. Its time we join them in the fight for our lives. You all know your missions so lets go. Till all are one."
The COM switched off as the optics on Strider's L.A.R.A. flickered before glowing a bright green. A moment later, the other 7 in his small squadron's optics flickered before glowing a golden hue.
The hangar doors slowly opened, loud scraping sounds filled the room as sparks flew. The Tyrannicons really hit the exits hard.
Strider's mobile unit walked up to the halfway opened door. He lifted up his arm, the mobile unit doing the same. He suddenly slammed his fist into the door. The door crumpled up like a piece of aluminum as the gigantic L.A.R.A. walked outside.
He looked around, the scanners picking up small battalions of enemy battle drones.
"Alright guys, you know where the enemy is."
Smoke hissed out of the massive engines on the units jetpack as it suddenly ignited, a large sound like thunder rippled through the starry sky, the mobile unit suddenly leapt into the air, the jetpacks providing propulsion.
In midair, Strider's mobile unit reached behind its back and readied its beam cannon. The cockpit echoed with a small beeping noise as he attained a lock. The trigger was pressed as a wide yellow beam of pure energy sparked through the air as it hit the ground below. The beam lasted for a second before the shot was over. It was a few nanoseconds before a dozen or so small explosions mushroomed up into the sky.
The mobile unit's engines shut off as it slammed onto the ground, landing on its massive feet.
The mobile unit's head turned to look up at the sky as a small Tyrannicon fighter glistened. It only took a moment for it to come into range as it suddenly released two massive blasts of plasma energy into the chest of the mobile unit.
Strider cried out in pain briefly as he fell backwards, slamming into all of the buildings below.
The fighter made another pass as it landed. None other than Lowraith stepped out looking over at the mobile unit, checking it over for his mark of death.
"You are not my target…But I will eliminate you just the same. Get out of my way fool!"
Lowraith hopped back into his fighter craft as it took off. He swooped high up into the air before turning around, flying straight towards the cockpit where Strider lay.
His optics formed into small slits as he pressed the secondary trigger. Two bright lights flew out from underneath the fighter like a pair of falling stars. The fighter skimmed over the mobile units body before disappearing into the distant sky. The two lights, which were actually proton bombs, smashed into the chest of Strider's L.A.R.A.
A massive explosion filled the sky as the force of the blast pushed Strider's unit underneath the ground. Nothing but his unit's hand lie above the surface.
Nebulos looked over with a worried look, "Strider!"
To be continued…
Episode VIII
"A Fatal Encounter"
Written By God Fire Convoy
A large red fire truck drove down the interstate highway through the small state of Oregon on this unusually warm February day. Following not too far behind was a blue Dodge Viper with beautiful flames painted on its hood and on its sides followed by a rugged Mercedes SUV and an unusual Lamborghini Police Car. They sped up and down the Cascade Mountains as they neared a small clearing on the side of the road. All four vehicles began to slow as the turned off onto it. Stumps, branches, twigs, and other forestry blurred past them as they sped down the trail. The sound of a small river grew as they reached a clearing. The four vehicles stopped in front of the large dormant volcano called Mt. Saint Hilary. Each of the cars shouted out their computer command codes as they transformed from their Earth-based modes to their robot forms…
"Fire Convoy, Transform!"
"Speedbreaker, Transform!"
"Wildride, Transform!"
"Mach Alert, Transform!"
Their mechanical parts hissed and whirred as they moved about, changing the shape of each vehicle until it resulted in a large humanoid type robot. The Leader of the Earth Forces, Fire Convoy, took a step forwards as he looked about the base of the Volcano.
"Now I wonder where it could be…" He told himself as his optics scanned the area.
Fire Convoy turned to face the others as he pointed off at the volcano.
"Spread out and search the base of this volcano." He commanded.
"What exactly are we looking for?" Asked Speedbreaker, tilting his head to the side as he did so.
"We're looking for the Ark…"
The three Car Brothers looked amongst each other with a puzzled look.
"Isn't the Ark just a legend sir?" Asked Mach Alert.
"I mean, I know Optimus Prime supposedly came from it and I do believe him, but how do we know its still here in the side of Mt. Saint Hilary?"
"It's got to be here." Fire Convoy said as he looked over at the volcano once more.
The sound of marching drones echoed down the roads of Cybertron as a couple frightened Autobots hid inside of a dark, old, abandoned warehouse. The two held onto each other as the marching grew louder, the screams of the only sentient being among the endless drones, Dinox, pierced their audio receptors like a razor. A moment later the doors to the warehouse suddenly crashed down to the floor. The two Autobots inside holding onto each other tightly. The female Autobot that was hiding buried her face in her boyfriend's chest, too frightened to look at the battle drones.
Dinox barked out a single command, "Search EVERYTHING! Bring all survivors before me. I shall deal with them personally."
The male Autobot, who held his girlfriend tightly in effort to comfort her, looked up over a table to see the piercing red optics of one of the drones. He stared silently, as if in a trance. As if he was looking the angel of death right in the eyes.
The drone reached over and quickly pulled the female Autobot away from his grip, tossing her towards the door like she was nothing.
"No!" she screamed. "Cyntax, no! I love you!" she cried out as she was drug out and tossed in front of Dinox.
He looked down at her with a sinister grin.
"What's your name?" He asked in a stern voice.
"L-L-Lita…"
"Lita. Such a beautiful name." Dinox reached behind him as he pulled out his beam rifle, aiming it at her head.
"On second thought, Lita. I won't damage your beautiful face. I feel a shot in the spark should do." He grinned as he pulled the trigger.
Cyntax screamed out in agony as the blast echoed like a gong in his receptors.
A few images of all the pods flying out of the Tyrannicon ship displayed on Optimus Prime's viewscreen in his quarters. He sat on his SCR [Stasis Regeneration Chamber], images of the two moonbases exploding flashed through his mind. Images of friends long gone.
Prime stood up threw a few knick-knacks against the wall breaking them.
He looked in a mirror as he stared himself in the optics.
"We're falling apart… Falling apart to an enemy we haven't even seen. Our moons destroyed before our eyes, my people being slaughtered as I speak…"
His chest compartment opened, the light of the hidden matrix flooded out and scattered into the room like a scared animal. He reached in and held the matrix out in front of him, his chest compartment closing again. He stared into the core of the matrix.
"Not even the might of the many can stand up to the might of this one…"
"But…it's not the time."
Deep inside what's left of the only production factory on Cybertron, Strider led a dozen mechanics and automatons as they struggled to finish Squadron 2 of the L.A.R.A. troopers.
He walked up a long stairway, up to the cockpit of the last L.A.R.A. completed. He brought his hand up and placed it against the chest of the L.A.R.A., leaving an Autobot symbol there before stepping inside the cockpit. The door closed behind him as the black cockpit flickered and glowed, the exterior cameras displaying the hangar to him.
"Systems activated and running at full capacity." He told himself.
He switched on the COM unit that was linked to the other members of his squadron of Mobile Units.
"Alright fella's. There are only a few squadrons of L.A.R.A.'s out there trying to protect this planet. Its time we join them in the fight for our lives. You all know your missions so lets go. Till all are one."
The COM switched off as the optics on Strider's L.A.R.A. flickered before glowing a bright green. A moment later, the other 7 in his small squadron's optics flickered before glowing a golden hue.
The hangar doors slowly opened, loud scraping sounds filled the room as sparks flew. The Tyrannicons really hit the exits hard.
Strider's mobile unit walked up to the halfway opened door. He lifted up his arm, the mobile unit doing the same. He suddenly slammed his fist into the door. The door crumpled up like a piece of aluminum as the gigantic L.A.R.A. walked outside.
He looked around, the scanners picking up small battalions of enemy battle drones.
"Alright guys, you know where the enemy is."
Smoke hissed out of the massive engines on the units jetpack as it suddenly ignited, a large sound like thunder rippled through the starry sky, the mobile unit suddenly leapt into the air, the jetpacks providing propulsion.
In midair, Strider's mobile unit reached behind its back and readied its beam cannon. The cockpit echoed with a small beeping noise as he attained a lock. The trigger was pressed as a wide yellow beam of pure energy sparked through the air as it hit the ground below. The beam lasted for a second before the shot was over. It was a few nanoseconds before a dozen or so small explosions mushroomed up into the sky.
The mobile unit's engines shut off as it slammed onto the ground, landing on its massive feet.
The mobile unit's head turned to look up at the sky as a small Tyrannicon fighter glistened. It only took a moment for it to come into range as it suddenly released two massive blasts of plasma energy into the chest of the mobile unit.
Strider cried out in pain briefly as he fell backwards, slamming into all of the buildings below.
The fighter made another pass as it landed. None other than Lowraith stepped out looking over at the mobile unit, checking it over for his mark of death.
"You are not my target…But I will eliminate you just the same. Get out of my way fool!"
Lowraith hopped back into his fighter craft as it took off. He swooped high up into the air before turning around, flying straight towards the cockpit where Strider lay.
His optics formed into small slits as he pressed the secondary trigger. Two bright lights flew out from underneath the fighter like a pair of falling stars. The fighter skimmed over the mobile units body before disappearing into the distant sky. The two lights, which were actually proton bombs, smashed into the chest of Strider's L.A.R.A.
A massive explosion filled the sky as the force of the blast pushed Strider's unit underneath the ground. Nothing but his unit's hand lie above the surface.
Nebulos looked over with a worried look, "Strider!"
To be continued…