Author's Notes: A treat for Columbus Day or if you're like me in Canada, Thanksgiving... If you don't celebrate either of those; well consider this still a treat. We come to the end; the final dealings with the Autobots and the prevention of the chaotic devastation the Infinity Engine may have caused had our hero perhaps not been there, who can say. I believe this final chapter is a little shorter then the rest, but that's all I had left to work with; either way enjoy and we'll see you again at the end of the chapter...
The familiar jet blasts through the sky as the Transformers logo hangs in the background; converting to robot mode Thrust takes aim and prepares to fire. "We now Return to the Transformers."
Optimus Prime covered his chest suddenly and screamed as he felt a strange energy coursing through his body for a brief moment; across the room Allan Rutherford rose into the air his eyes glowing with a golden radiance, energy beams lanced out and struck down Buzzsaw who fell off-line to the ground.
"Buzzsaw!" Soundwave cried out with obvious concern; he eyed the human uncertainly as he drew closer to the seemingly absent Megatron. "Megatron, behind you!" He tried to warn, the human raised his right hand as Megatron turned to see what was going on; a beam of pure white light leapt from the palm into Megatron's chest and the Decepticon leader screamed as the wires fell away, he collapsed to the side of the throne which had been pushed back into the wall and his body seemingly turned black as the light left his optics perhaps forever.
Soundwave did not like this; the human was acting strangely, turning to the ever present yet always hidden Astrotrain he decided to cut their losses and get out before anything else went wrong. "Astrotrain convert into shuttle mode and evacuate the Decepticons; Devastator cease your attack, Rumble broadcast the retreat order and get Shockwave out of here." He ordered assuming leadership in this moment of crisis; the human had already shut the engine off and was now cradling it in both hands as it turned to Prime a small smile of pride and something almost intangible spread across his lips.
"I believe this is yours Optimus." He said in a voice not his own; and tossed the engine to Prime who deftly managed to catch it despite the silent awe, then something seemed to leave the human and he shuddered, the wounds inflicted by Buzzsaw earlier and which had vanished now returned and he collapsed to the floor his own body seemingly turning black for the barest of instances.
"AL!" Rogue screamed rushing to his side; the Decepticons forgotten in this instant fled their doomed base, and Circuit Breaker seemed to take the fall of the human as a sign to go berserk, but she didn't last long as for some reason she seemed to collapse. "Why did yah do that?" She asked in a soft uncertain tone as she stroked her lovers cheek with one bare hand, the Autobots gathered around the human some in disbelief and others in awe.
"Optimus, was that?" Bumblebee asked in a hushed reverent tone.
"I'm not certain Bumblebee." Prime returned. "But I think so." He added a gleam of pure hope in his optics; Grimlock made a harrumphing sound and turned to Jetfire.
"You capable of transporting us back home or are you too injured?" He wondered; Jetfire chuckled and lifted one slightly damaged hand.
"Help me up and find out." He returned.
Ratchet widened his optics in surprise as a rather motley and banged up war party returned to the Ark; Bluestreak was being carried inside Prime's trailer since his tires were melted rubber, Gears was massaging a dinged up shoulder and complaining as usual, Slag and Swoop had a few scratches, Jetfire was suffering severe electrical burns and of course Circuit Breaker and Rutherford were both unconscious for no apparent reason, at least in Circuit Breaker's case.
"See what you might be able to do for him old friend." Prime requested glancing down upon the human with deep respect in his gaze.
"What about the psycho… Ahem; well you know?" Sunstreaker wondered indicating the unconscious form of Josie Beller.
"We don't even know why she's out cold." Sideswipe added; Prime sighed and rubbed his temple.
"We'll worry about that later; right now let us see to those who are more seriously injured." He stated; Rogue glanced up at the Autobot leader.
"Will yah be able tah help him?" She asked tears dotting the corner of her eyes; Prime offered a genuine smile.
"Seeing as how his injuries are already repairing themselves; I'm certain he'll be fine, but for now why don't I have one of my men escort you back into town so you can close off any affairs you might have." He returned; Rogue nodded even as she once again stroked the man's cheek and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "Cliffjumper." Prime called; the little mostly red robot leapt to his side instantly.
"Ready, willing and eager Prime." He exclaimed offering a quick salute; he shifted into vehicle mode and Rogue climbed slowly into the drivers' seat, the Autobot peeled out at almost impossible speeds and Prime turned to Ratchet.
"Well old friend; we were fortunate this time." He began producing the engine and passing it to Wheeljack. "I suggest you put that in a safe place; perhaps allowing the SHIELD organization to guard it was a mistake on my part, from now on we will keep our own council in these situations." He informally decreed; Wheeljack nodded and left the repair bay, Grimlock moved over to his troops to watch them getting repaired, not many would think that of the massive Dinobot leader, but he had a soft spot when it came to his men.
The rest of the Autobots either got in line for repairs or took off for a nice recharge; leaving Prime alone with his thoughts, and once again he couldn't help but wonder just what had happened today, and whether or not it was a good thing or something that would turn around and cause greater danger in the long run… But he couldn't predict the future; placing a hand over his chest he offered a silent prayer of thanks to Primus, even if it meant greater darkness was even now looming upon the horizon.
The Consort smiled as the image faded and she turned to her lover; he didn't offer a single word, instead he was busily working to prepare the latest ploy of their own, with the Cobra and Decepticon plots out of the way once again was the time to sow the seeds of Chaos. The Consort licked her lips and sashayed over to her lover a twisted smile of affection spread across her face; the bruises from the latest beating offered a sharp contrast to the once beautiful form, but she was happiest when he beat her, it was all a game to them… A game that would lead to utter chaos as long as their plans weren't thwarted by this interloper from beyond the Universal boundaries.
The End?
Epilogue
Aboard a modified Blackrock oil platform the Decepticons had gathered to assess their status; with Megatron seemingly slain they would need a new leader, half of the forces were still being repaired, Soundwave, Blitzwing, Starscream, Scrapper and Astrotrain were arguing about who should assume the mantle of leadership.
"Enough!" Starscream cried slamming his fist onto the monitoring console that served as table for this dispute. "As Megatron's former trusted Air Commander and the most cunning amongst you; I nominate myself as the new leader, unless someone would care to argue the matter further." He continued in a threatening tone as he aimed his null ray at the others; no one said a word as they all eyed one another waiting for the first to make a move, but it would not be one of them who issued the challenge.
"I hardly think you qualify Starscream." A deep sinister toned voice stated from the shadowy entrance; most of the lights had flickered off earlier, but the others had failed to notice, all optics turned now curious to see who it was.
"M-Megatron, it can't be." Starscream stammered in fear; mistaking the profile for his former leader; the shadowy being sneered his expression just barely visible.
"True Starscream, so very true." The unknown stated his right arm raising to reveal a gleaming wispy cannon orange in color that looked almost transparent; it screamed once, a massive lancing of energy exploding from the barrel colliding with the treacherous Air Commander, who hadn't even been injured during the fight with the Autobots. A scream whispered past his lips dieing as swiftly as he did; his entire body blackened as the energy beam ripped it apart on a molecular level, the husk was left standing briefly before collapsing to dust, echoing a scene many counterparts had faced or were yet to face in their own universes.
The unknown unit emerged then from the shadows sporting a sinister smile of triumph; a hint of Megatron was shared with the facial features, but their similarity ended there. This unit was massive, covered in purple armor and wearing a three pronged crown atop his head, he was vastly different from the former leader… And yet; as some knew, he was more like Megatron then mere physical presence might lead one to believe; he stood slightly taller then his former body however.
"Who are you stranger; and where did you get such power?" Blitzwing wondered curiously; though his tone was carefully neutral rather then confrontational.
"Galvatron." The Decepticon proclaimed. "And as to my powers origins; it matters little." He added raising his cannon arm and aiming it squarely upon Blitzwing. "Do you contest my right to rule?" He demanded; the triple changer shook his head backing away fearfully.
"No way." He exclaimed; Galvatron smiled and strode confidently into the room moving to take a seat on the large throne in the center of the room.
"See to your repairs my Decepticons; for soon the Autobots shall fear the name Galvatron." He proclaimed with a sinister smile; the others all bowed or nodded and swiftly took their leave, leaving the new leader of the Decepticons alone with his thoughts. He glanced down at his body in silent amusement and then shot a glare at Starscream; or at least the remains of the former Air Commander. "I should have done that years ago." He remarked casually and bemusedly.
Unicron bristled with amusement at the course of events that had occurred; he had been witness to all, including the rise of Galvatron from Megatron's remains, his spiritual essence turned to eye the human Allan Rutherford, events had indeed taken a familiar though alien turn.
"And now because of your service as Primus's avatar you are now his chosen; as Destiny meant for you to become, or perhaps not to become." He mused. "Cyclonus, Scourge; monitor the human's activities closely, for now we are free to target him… However I wish to be certain that his own destiny upon Earth Prime is no longer a deterrent from our assault." He ordered speaking to two strange Decepticons who were currently within his physical body; both of them bowed their heads and saluted by slamming their right hand clenched into a fist upon their chest.
"By your command lord Unicron." Scourge intoned; Unicron smiled and he turned aside to other matters, for in time the human would indeed no longer pose such a threat as he currently did.
To Be Continued… The plot thickens; and in case you've been following from the beginning and wondering why I kept having Unicron show up in certain epilogues creating characters to watch over our hero, well now you know; as Primus' avatar he has become embroiled unwittingly in the war between Primus and Unicron. Alas we've come to the end of the show... Er story; and with it we have learned some things, and perhaps even gotten more questions to ask. Next time on Crisis on Earth 929 Allan Rutherford AKA Alain Desrochers helps out Circuit Breaker with the aid of Professor Charles Xavier and finally starts to help her overcome her irrational and insane hatred towards all Transformers. The Source and the Consort will finally be introduced by name and phsyical description as they continue their machinations and pit THE BROTHERHOOD Vs. THE SINISTER SIX! Which shall be posted sometime near the middle or end of this week; the upcoming story is one whole story, there will be no chapter breaks and for all those Rogue/Al Shippers (Did I use the right term?), which my story may have created; well you're going to read about something that can only make you smile.
And so I ask once again that you R and bid you farewell until next time... As once again... "We will Return to the Transformers after this Hiatus." LOL
