Anno Domini ch. 3

898,000,000 years BC- Cybertron

"tububububububu…" Ben muttered, sharpening a metal shard. Over the years, he seemed to have gotten a hobby: weaponsmithery. It had been years since he had last spoken, as he was at work on a new project. Today, he was in a funk. It had been mainly on account of the Cybertronian migrations, where rogue Cybertronians went off to colonize other life-supporting worlds. Some stayed loyal to Cybertron, and their true creators, but many rebelled and were a threat to the main planet.

To respond to this, Ben and Eris were commissioned by the Celestial Council to construct a 'solution' to the problem. It had been 1500 years since the commission was passed down unto Ben and Eris. Before that, they merely had to do routine checks on Cybertron.

"Done!" Eris heard Ben yell.

It was bloody well time Eris had thought. He had a project that was so large that it was nearly the size of Cybertron.

Ben threw off the sheet, and there was a massive orb, the size of ¾ of Cybertron. Ben then wiped off his hands on a rag.

"Ingenious, I know." Ben said, with a sort of pride in his helium voice.

Eris stared in awe. "That's going to fix the rebellion problem?"

Ben nodded. "I programmed it to protect all life in the universe."
Eris smiled. "So when are you turning this hunk of slag on?"

Ben's eyes furrowed, then he ran up to a certain point on the massive being, and there was the sound of a few circuits being connected.

"ZZZZAAAATTTT!" was all that could be heard, and Ben came flying back, looking fried.

"I'm OK. Really. OK Uni, ACTIVATE!" Ben yelled.

The orb began to shift, and from it emerged a massive Transformer, with massive orange horns.

"It looks…sort of like the Oni…" Eris muttered.

"UNICRON-ACTIVATED!" The massive Transformer said, in what sounded like a roar. Ben then flipped a switch on a portable remote, and the eyes lit up with intelligence.

"I am your son, mighty creator!" The Transformer said, bringing its hand down to Ben. Eris screamed, and ran in the other direction.

Ben hopped onto the hand. "What is your programming, son?" he asked, as one who dabbled in science.

Unicron laughed. "It is my duty to protect all life, and to obey your commands."

Ben raised an eyebrow, a motion that escaped the large 'bot.

"I never programmed you to obey me…"he said suspiciously.
Unicron shrugged. "Well, father, you did create me, and I am grateful. And with the intelligence given me, I decided you to be right to command me."

Ben sighed. "Yeah, Ok. Just umm…check on the planet of the Ice…"

Unicron put his 'father' down and turned to fly off. However, he was unlucky, as Priot, a leading Cybertronian, fired a laser cannon at Unicron, who cringed at the pain of the bolt.

"Father, what is this feeling! It wracks my circuits!" Unicron cried in pain. By this point, however, his 'father' was already mauling Priot, who was screaming in pain.

Unicron looked, and with a spark in his eye, shot a laser that engulfed Priot in plasma, frying him. Then, he saw Ben, scorched up a bit, which led the giant to believe that he had killed his 'father'.

Unicron looked at his hands.

"I created death with my hands. By submitting to this negative feeling, I have failed in my mission to protect life."

He then screamed.

"BUT I WAS ATTACKED BY LIFE! HOW CAN I PROTECT THAT WHICH ATTACKS ME!"

A circuit in Unicron's robotic brain snapped.

"HRRAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH! LIFE HURT MY FATHER, AND I WILL EXTERMINATE IT!"

He drew a massive sword (hand-forged by Ben), and brought it down on the Capital City of Cybertron, killing hundreds in a second.

"DIIIIIEEEEEEEE!" Unicron roared, blasting plasma everywhere.

However, he felt a painful twinge in his gut area. He glanced down.

There was an angry Cybertronian with a cannon shooting into his gut.

"Begone, giant!" the Cybertronian roared.

Unicron howled in rage, but was interrupted by the harsh voice of Michael.

"Begone, you wretched aberration!" the Archangel cried, and Unicron was thrown across the Universe via the angelic form of the Space bridge.

"HRRRRAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHH!" Unicron roared, as the magnetic fields in the portal shorted out his system "I'LL HAVE MY REVENGE!" he roared, then disappeared.

Michael swooped down on the burnt Archangel Ben.

"So, are you alive, commander?" he asked, thinking the bat to be dead.

"Yessss…." He heard a wounded voice wheeze. Ben's left eye was open but a crack.

"We deactivated your monster…However, it seems you bumbled your way to success. The rebelling planets stopped their unpatriotic sentiments." Michael said kindly.

Then, putting the smaller Archangel on a sling on his back, he said "I'm sorry for being so uncouth to you. I was…jealous. You see I liked…"

"Gihi…" Ben rasped, trying to keep the conversation going. "Yess…I wasn't trying to ssteal her away…I tried to tell you…"

Michael nearly dropped his load. "Really? Then…" His expression changed exponentially toward the happy end of the emotion spectrum.

"Ben, I'll make sure you don't lose your wings for this…Just leave it to me…I'll threaten Gabriel if I have to…" he said jublilantly.

Eris came out from a building-corner, ashamed that she had fled the massive robot.

"I was right about it, though…" she muttered. Her eyes brightened when she heard the familiar "tububububububu…" of her ward.

Michael looked downright jubilant. "He's OK", was all he said.

-

Michael groaned when he got the Council's transmission. He strode up to the bed-ridden Ben and Eris, who was reading the little guy a Cybertronian fairy tale. Michael swallowed hard before delivering the news.

"Ben…Eris…I have…bad news. The Council, in my absence, decided that you two were to never be permitted back to Heaven. However, I did persuade them not to have your wings cut. I'm so sorry." He said.

Eris dropped the book she was reading Ben, whereas Ben had fallen asleep as Eris had read.

"Banished! But what did I do!" Eris protested.

Michael shook his head. "I believe the charges in your case were Non-prevention of a rebellious element (i.e. 'Unicron') and abandonment of your ward. Remember, now? Apparently the Council saw you as a lazy coward."

Eris took a second to regain composure. "but…but…that THING was the size of the planet I'm on! What was I supposed to do!"

Michael choked for a second, then rubbed his forehead and said "I agree with you on the first point, but what about the second? You left him for dead."

Eris bit her lower lip. "Well, I want an appeal."

Michael bowed, turning to leave. "Then you shall have one, for Ben's sake."

-

Ben awoke to hear Eris's sobs of frustration in the next room. All in all, the high-tech bed he was in was by far the most technical advancement in the cosmos- heart rate monitor, blood pressure, the works. Ben threw off his cloak, and limped to the next room.

"What wrong, Eris?" Ben asked, opening the door.

"We're banished" was all she said. It was all that was needed to be said.

-

About a week later, Michael came back. Ben had recovered quite rapidly, and Eris was getting used to the concept of banishment.

Michael came into the room where Ben and Eris were storytelling to each other, and made an announcement.

"Well, I have good news and bad news.

The bad news is that Ben is still banished. The good news is that you, Eris, are only on a probation. However, (Eris jumps for joy at this point) Ben is now to be put under as your ward for life. You will always and forever be his guardian. However, every so often, you'll be allowed back to Heaven for a while, while Ben is watched over by Athena. She's the one who volunteered, as to why, I'm not sure."

Eris hugged Michael. "Thank you so much!"

Michael made a gesture toward Ben. "No, thank the little guy. Because of him, my beloved Gihi will finally talk to me!"

As Michael and Eris spoke, Ben ran around and around in circles going "WHEEEEE! I'M PIRATE DUCKY MAN!"

-

The Cybertronian who shared a dwelling with the two Archangels, Alpha Trion, walked in and groaned. "Not another one…" he murmured.

Michael laughed. "Nay, Cybertronian! I'm just visiting!" He then turned to Eris and Ben. "Well, I guess that I had better get going!"

With a flutter of his wings, he was gone.

Alpha Trion sighed. " More Energon, anyone?"

-

About a week after Michael had left, Ben suddenly realized something.

"I'M BANISHED! Tububububuuuuu!"

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AN: And so ends another chapter of Anno Domini (1.5, that is)! Please R&R!

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