Megatronus here good to be back writing a bit for you guys, and look out for January 13th cause I'm probably going to publish my favorite fic that I've written that day

We previously saw our boy Atlas make a declaration of protection to the galaxy, let's see where that got him. All sorts of fiends and deviants lurk about in the Greater Marvel Universe. We are entering The "Young Warrior" arc

As usual if you recognize it I probably do not own it.


~Atlas Pov~ (Five Terran Months after announcement of War on Evil)

"Ok team, we have a total of five missions to complete this week," A series of groans and one set of harsh clicks rang out and my words and I sighed. "I Know, I Know I may have bit off more than I could chew with the whole 'going after all evil' speech, but we ARE doing good guys." I laughed, sounding forced to my own ears. The past five months we had been roaming outland space, liberating planets that committed some of the worst acts I've ever seen or heard of.

Clanker looked back at me from the console in the command center "Boss we got bigger problems than space pirates this week." I walked over to him, Ghost falling in step behind me while Azura hurried over beside Clanker to see what was wrong. The look on their faces was enough to tell me we were in for a good one.

On the screen embedded into the console was a video of a horde of insectoid aliens landing and attacking what looked to be a civilization that has not yet discovered planetary travel.

Azura growled, her body growing slightly as her anger got the best of her before Clanker clasped her hand in his own and squeezed it softly. I looked around at what was quickly becoming my new family, Ghost loyally at my side as he often was the past few years, clicking his mandibles rapidly behind his mask. I closed my eyes, feeling the adrenaline rapidly starting to course through my system as it always did before battle and smirked.

"Clanker, how far out are we?" I said as I walked to my quarters and got dressed in my suit, a Black bodysuit with golden ropes tied around my forearms and connecting with my white gloves. White boots padded on the floor as I came up to a stop near Ghost who was sharpening his knives. I put my hand on his shoulder " You ready?" I asked him, already knowing his answer the second the question left my lips. He nodded his head solemnly, picking up a black mask with golden eyes and just stared at it. He put it on and quickly fell into step behind me and slightly to my right.

We arrived back in the control room and from there Clanker steered us to the planet.

Time to back up my words.


(Third-person pov)

Thrax-Urn of the Dathomirian was scared and he was not afraid to admit that. These alien creatures came from the sky and started slaughtering their way across the planet. High Commander Gon-Zhe ordered all available citizens to take up arms and fight to repel these invaders while he called for backup.

He just prayed that whoever the High Commander was calling would make it in time.

Thrax-Urn rose from cover and fired at the invaders. His squad quickly joined him in firing, Jurn-Chi, the sniper of the group, was picking off anybody that got too close before a giant Insectoid crashed into his hiding spot and yanked him out by his leg.

Thrax-Urn sprinted over, reaching over his shoulder to grab his mineral machete and slid under the creature to slash at its legs. He got kicked away, and tucked himself into a ball before landing in a three point stance and charged again. Thrax-Urn leaned like he was going to slide but at the last second he jumped up and landed on its big back, driving the blade in between the tough skin on its back. It roared in pain as it tried to get him off but to no avail.

He slid his rifle from his side and put the barrell to the back of its head, but before he could fire another one glided down from a building above and shoulder checked him.

He looked around and was shocked to see these monsters had picked off his squad and were currently feasting on their corpses. He scowled, raising his rifle and flipping the switch on it, before raising it to the sky and firing a bright blue flare into the air that illuminated the area even more. There were thousands of these white spike throwing creatures, and they were all looking at him.

Thrax-Urn walked to the side wall where a dead soldier lay clutching his shotgun, he picked it up and cocked it once, facing the horde of aliens. They charged at him and he roared, his hate and anger making the rubble around him shake for a brief second as he fired, taking the head clean off of one of these White-Spikes.

He jumped over the lunge of another and rotated his body, blasting that one into the ground. Running to a transport he slid behind it and hurried to reload as he heard the hoard resume their charge. Just as he was about to be stabbed by one's claws he felt a slight nudge in his mind and laid down barely avoiding getting one of his horns sheared off in the process.

He didn't know how he avoided that, but he didn't care right now as he just got thrown into a wall. He coughed up blood as he laid propped on it, feeling like he broke a few ribs as he could barely breathe. Before he could close his eyes and pass out the very air around him shook as he was rapidly moved and put into a tank of green liquid in under 2 seconds.

Thrax-Urn looked out of the tank window at the face of the large dark male in front of him as he said "Don't worry about your planet little Maul, I'll clean up your bug problem in a second and this will all be okay," Thrax-Urn found himself trusting the large mans words as he passed out. The last thing he heard was the 'swish' of an automatic door opening and closing.


Atlas grinned savagely out the window, he had been watching the little maul clone fight for his life the last thirty minutes and was impressed by what he saw. He had to make sure to offer him a spot on the crew. He wasn't going to let him die, but he also wasn't going to miss the chance to scout out talent.

He walked out the ship with Ghost leaving his cloaking as soon as he was on the roof and they stared out at the scenery.

A dense cloud cover had come in, darkening the area but the flames of destroyed cars and burning buildings illuminated the area in an ominous light. Lightning flashed and Atlas breathed it all in, the stench of death was in the air. Clanker and Azura took their spots behind him and Ghost, ready for action. The thunder sounded out and as he jumped off the building and landed heavily, creating a shockwave that cratered the ground in a hundred yard radius all he could think about was how much fun it was about to be let loose, on this… Brood of a race.


So let me know what you guys think, should I add in more star wars elements or should I keep this planet and Thrax-Urn as the only references?

Onto Reviews

fightingchampion: this fic is because of you brother, without you constantly in my ear this wouldn't be possible, I'm glad you enjoy it so far.

Riot: I hope you read this chapter and like what little fighting there was

Man of light: the viltrumites in this fic had some shit happen that will hopefully take you guys by surprise and the Atlas and Carol pairing is a ways away, hopefully I can improve my writing to satisfy you guys.

Goku Black: I hope you continue to read my man

Lennyjeanlake: keep watching

Now January 13th is my birthday, I'll be turning 22. Hopefully I will be able to release my Oc Saiyan Fic, if I can't do it then it will be a few weeks out.

Megatronus Out, happy new year.