Title: Transformers A Shattered Paradox
Rating: T for strong language, strong violence, dark themes, some torture and sexual themes and crude humor.
Genre: Family/Drama
Short Summary:
Twenty years of peace between new worlds, it seems a new threat has risen through Space and Time. The Cybertronians and humans are about to learn how to face their selves.
:::Chapter Two:::
A Rocking Start
Songs Best Used:
We Will Rock You-Britney Spears, Beyonce, and Pink
We Will Rock You-Celldweller (feat. Queen)
Rock and Roll-Avril Lavigne
The roars of excitement were echoing throughout the entire arena. People were cheering and screaming as the lights were starting to darken and colorful strobe lights were beginning to flash all around the audience. The cheers only grew louder and some even began their feet against the ground as music began picking up. Especially when it was a hard, rocking beat of electronic music.
And when a holoboard flashed in the sky in brilliant red, purple and yellow words; The Human Autocons, everyone went wild. The arena of people, humans, organic alien beings and even Cybertronians knew the show was about to start.
So when the lights flashed on the large hovering platform in the middle of the arena, revealing the group of Cybertronians and humans on the large stage, everyone went wilder with cheers and applause as three Cybertronian femmes stepped forward with the rest hanging back with instruments in hands and servos.
"We will, We will rock you!" The brilliant blue and silver Seeker femme roared from in between the other two femmes.
"We will, we will Rock you!" The entire group began singing a most favored song. "We will, we will rock you!"
"Everyone join in if you know the words!" The red, pink and pink femme beside the Seeker yelled before they really got rocking to the music.
"Oooh, yeah!"
Everyone in the crowd was screaming, singing, cheering and applauding. They were simply just enjoying their selves as they listened to the concert with excitement.
"Buddy, you're a boy make a big noise! Playin' in the street, gonna be a big man someday!" The red, pink and black femme, whose name was Beta sang. "You got mud on your face! You big discgrace! Kickin' your can all over the place!"
The whole audience joined into singing the chorus, all screaming, "We will, we will rock you! We will, we will rock you!"
One of the human females standing right next to Beta stepped forward and past her and the Seeker femme as the rocking music took on a slight hip hop, but rocking beat as she tossed her blonde hair back and lift her head higher. "Buddy, you're a young man, hard man! Fightin' in the street! Gonna take on the world some day! Blood on your face! Big disgrace! Wavin' your banner all over the place, yeah!"
Again the entire audience began to roar out the chorus with the band on the stage. "We will, we will rock you! We will, we will rock you!"
"Oh yeah!" The silver and blue Seeker femme began to sing in a rocking way as she took the lead, her fist throwing up in the air. She was known to all as Slipstream, the adopted daughter of Starscream and his spark mate, Nightbird. And even as she began singing, everyone in the audience began screaming in excitement, fists thrown into the air, cat calls making their way from the hundreds of beings; Cybertronian, human and alien. "Buddy, you're an old man, poor man! Pleadin' with your optics, gonna make you some peace some day! You got mud on your face! Big disgrace! Somebody better put you back into your place!"
"Back into your place!" Beta sang loudly right with her as the audience began to really let loose on the song.
"We will, we will rock you! We will, we will rock you! We will, we will rock you!" They all began to chant and sing.
The three femmes mostly sang the song before the music suddenly changed as a brilliant red and green light shone on a slightly short but black and purple mech with bat like wings hanging on his back took over the music with a fast paced, dubstep version of the song while the mechs, human and Cybertronian, mostly sang the chorus of the song. Everyone really cheered at the dubstep version of the song that Ratbat was playing with the mechs all singing right along with his electronic beat.
In a high box of the stadium, a very large one at that, sat the guests of honor; The Primes, The High Lord Protectors, the President of the United States and even Queens and Kings of other worlds.
"Wow, Optimus! I can't believe how big Beta and Omega have gotten!" The President, whose name was Reno Banes called over the loud music with his arm around his wife, Nikki Valentine-Banes. "I haven't seen them in four years, since my election party that Jazz and Flowrider threw! They were still small when I last saw them! How are they so big now?!"
Optimus Prime smiled down at his former human charge before shaking his head. "It was Primacron. They wanted to grow up in human standards with their human friends. So the Gods altered their aging a little and we rebuilt their protoforms into youngling frames." He explained to them.
"They have been great with the kids too! Daniel and Carley have never been so happier since Blaster and Ratbat talked all of them into former a band together!" The man beside Reno Banes, whom was Samuel Witwicky called over.
Everyone nodded with excitement as they listened to the music just as the dubstep music changed into a rocking beat as the femmes on the stage moved to take the lead.
One of the human girls, a gorgeous golden blonde who took the lead. She was at least in her early twenties, tall and slender. She was wearing torn blue jeans and a red, blue and white American Flag tee shirt and black arm warmers were stretched along her slender arms. She began singing a really rocking song about rock and roll, with the human and Cybertronian femmes singing back up.
"Let 'em know that we're still rock and roll!" The blonde sang loudly making the audience scream and cheer and even cat call whistle. "I don't care about my make-up! I like it better with my jeans all ripped up! Don't know how to keep my mouth shut! You say, 'So what?! I don't care if I'm a misfit! I like it better than the hipster, bullslag! I am the mother fragging princess! You still love!"
"Some-somehow!
It's a little different when
I'm with you
You know what I really am
All about
You know how it really goes
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Some some way
We'll be getting out of this
Town one day
You're the only one that I
Want with me
You know how the story goes
Oh, oh, oh!"
"Man, look at Annabelle! She has grown so beautiful! Will, you must be going crazy with all of the mechs chasing after her!" The silver, blue and yellow mech, Jazz said cheerfully.
Will Lennox, now in his fifties and still looking young, smiled as he looked proudly down at his daughter as she rocked with her band. "There really is only one I worry about, Jazz. She has become pretty close to Blaster, not that I worry too much about it. He is a good mech. If anything happens between them, he has my blessing." He said proudly. Then he looked at the sunrise colored femme and her red and silver painted mate. "I worry about Delia and Nightbeat though. They have grown into fine younglings."
"When it's you and me
We don't need no one to tell us who to be
We'll keep turning up the radio
What if you and I
Just put up a middle finger to the sky
Let 'em know that we're still rock 'n roll
Rock 'n roll
Hey hey hey
Rock 'n roll
Hey hey hey!"
Sunriser and Sideswipe both smiled as they looked at the gorgeous 20 year old girl on the stage singing and dancing with Annabelle and the femmes then to the midnight blue and black and white zigzagged mech dancing behind them.
"Delia does have a few admirers, I will admit." Sunriser said as she leaned against her mate. "She teases them a little but I know for a fact she has her eyes set on a certain telepathic mech."
A few looked surprised at that.
"What, she likes Ratbat? Not that is bad, but I thought she would have liked someone else." It was Rodimus Prime who said as he kept his arm around his mate, Arcee.
Sideswipe chuckled as he looked over at his friend before shrugging. "She does like Triggerload, Rod. But not like that. They are just friends. Besides, Trig is courting Ruby Racer. I just found out this morning from Knockout when he was ranting about it. He isn't happy that some big, lumbering spawn of Ironhide's is after his daughter." He laughed.
"Call it a bad attitude dude
I'm never gonna cover up that tattoo
I might have a couple issues
You say, "Me too." (yeah)
Don't care about a reputation
Must be living in the wrong generation
This is your invitation
Let's get wasted
Some-somehow
It's a little different when
I'm with you
You know what I really am
All about
You know how the story goes
Oh, oh, oh!"
A few joined in with him. They knew that Triggerload wasn't bad at all. He was built as big as Ironhide but surprisingly, he didn't have the same temperament as both of his parents. Triggerload was surprisingly calm and collected. He was, in fact, quite gentle, especially to femmes of all kinds. He was a good looking mech, which had a few like Sideswipe and Sunstreaker teasing Ironhide that the youngling had gotten Chromia's looks, not that the Weapons Specialist was ugly in the least.
The twin brothers and any who said something like that had to hide for days from Ironhide.
"Ah, leave Knockout alone, Sides. He is just being a good daddy and protecting his daughter from any loafers who come sniffing around her." It was Reno who said it with a laugh.
Sideswipe laughed and shrugged as he looked back at the show. "I will tell you what, though. The Human Autocons have been a huge hit in the last two years. Earth, Cybertron, Pits! Almost so many worldly beings has come to see them." He looked up when he heard cheering roars, almost like animals were even enjoying the concert. His optics fell on the many winged beasts made out of metal sitting on top of the arena, looking down. "Heh! Even Predaking and his Predacons showed up to watch!"
"When it's you and me
We don't need no one to tell us who to be
We'll keep turning up the radio
What if you and I
Just put up a middle finger to the sky
Let 'em know that we're still rock 'n roll
Rock 'n roll
Hey hey hey
Rock 'n roll
Hey hey hey
Rock 'n roll, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah!"
A few looked up at the Predacons and smiled as they saw the collected large dragon watching and even tapping his whip like tail to the beat.
"You must also consider our good friends, the Quintessons too, Sides." Optimus said as he glanced to the side at the large frame at the end of the box; the frame with five faces but only one activated as he watched the show. "Are you enjoying the concert, my old friend?"
"When it's you and me
We don't need no one to tell us who to be
We'll keep turning up the radio
What if you and I
Just put up a middle finger to the sky
Let 'em know that we're still rock 'n roll
When it's you and me
We don't need no one to tell us who to be
We'll keep turning up the radio!"
Lord Kledji flashed on his side face to look at Optimus and even while the face looked snarly, his golden and silver optics twinkled in a smile. "Of course, Optimus. I am so glad you invited me to come see your younglings' show. They have grown marvelously. I know it has been a long time since my last visit and I must apologize. There has been some troubles with Quintessa."
Everyone in the box frowned, looking at the five faced High Lord. They didn't like the sound of that.
"What kind of trouble? Don't tell me that some Quintessons are still rebelling against you. I thought all of that was cleared up after Monty simply demanded his old followers to clean up their act." Jazz said as he looked over their oldest Quintesson friend.
Kledji vibrated for a moment before he shook his entire frame. "No, the rebellions have stopped. We do have some troubles with pirates but it is nothing we cannot handle. No, I am afraid a case of Cyber Flu has broken out. Quite a few Quintessons and Cybertronians have come down with it and I had no choice but to quarantine Quintessa. Thankfully, we now have control over the epidemic. Otherwise I wouldn't have been able to come. I did not catch the bug but I was helping out with the problems." He explained.
Optimus just smiled as he looked at his five faced friend, glad of that. He knew of Cyber Flu, of course. It had been pretty nasty back in the darker days of Cybertron. He remembered that few Cybertronians had died from bad cases.
"Well, we are just glad you are here now, old friend." The Prime stated.
"What if you and I
Just put up a middle finger to the sky
Let 'em know that we're still rock 'n roll
Rock 'n roll
Hey hey hey
Rock 'n roll
Hey hey hey!"
The concert continued for another hour with awesome rocking music before ending with a smashing bang and loud screaming cheers. Everyone had had a good time during the concert and even more after.
After the concert, there was an after party. It was being held at the old Cybertronian-Human Alliance base in the Grand Canyon. Music was booming from the large speakers in the room, lights were flashing and everyone was dancing with one another and having such a good time.
The moment the great leaders arrived, there were cheers and a very excited pink, black and blue femme rushed over to her creator, laughing as she threw her arms around him. "Daddy! Did you like the show?! Did you see my solo I did?!" Beta asked as she stepped back from her chuckling father.
"You did very well, Beta. I am very proud of you and Omega." Optimus said as he looked at his red, blue and silver son as he approached.
Beta, who looked almost exactly like her mother, Elita One, only in somewhat different colors, smiled. She had her mother's looks in frame but with her helm, it was quite similar to Optimus' helm. She had a few spikes that twirled above almost like a tiara, including sensory horns. Her frame was mostly pink but with black and Robin egg blue trims trailing down her sides and legs. She was quite a sight to behold and lovely.
Her twin brother, Omega, almost resembled Optimus but slightly bigger in frame but not height. He did share a similar coloring to Optimus, but he was mostly red instead of blue. And instead of blue flames, he had lightning and racing stripes coursing along his chassis and even down his arms and legs.
"Thanks, Daddy! We had a lot of fun and we all had fun preparing for the concert! It was all thanks to Slipstream and Blaster, of course! They planned it all!" Beta said excitedly looking to where the said two were.
Slipstream was with her parents, embracing them and receiving praise from her uncles and aunts. She was even hugging her little brother, whom was still in his sparkling frame. She, like Beta, had grown into a beautiful femme with long elegant wings hanging on her back. She was tall and slender with mostly deep ocean blue and black chassis and silver trims along her wings, arms and legs.
As for Blaster, the now painted red and orange mech was cheerfully talking with Annabelle Lennox and her parents. He was now sort of a blocky looking mech, still quite smaller than most Cybertronians. He stood a good ten foot tall, only five feet taller than Annabelle and her parents but still, he was much smaller than every other mech.
Standing by and smiling proudly, Mirage watched over with his own mate, Shadowimage, who was quite a lovely femme. She was shorter than Mirage, being a Autobike but in dark midnight blue and silver. She had once been a Decepticon but did not have much of a reputation as most used to.
"Well, either way, we are so happy for you to having such a wonderful band, Beta." Elita One said as she hugged her daughter again.
Beta smiled brightly and nodded as she looked around finding all of her best friends and band members with their families. She smiled as she saw Daniel Witwicky with his mother and father, Sam and Mikaela Witwicky then looked over to find Carley DeMarco talking animatedly with her father and mother, Trent and Anya. Her optics settled over to the bat-like mech speaking happily with his creator and step-mother, Soundwave and Maximum Wave, as well as his brothers and sister, who was due to have a litter of sparklings soon with her mate, Cheetor. It was going to be interesting for Ravage and Cheetor when they had their four sparklings.
Optics moved on to the last two of their band and Beta smiled as she saw Nightbeat talking excitedly with his parents, Sunriser and Sideswipe. He was sparing glances behind him, however until his optics locked on with Beta's. Only then did he smile at her and she smiled back.
"Hmm. I see a certain mech has caught your optics, my dear." Elita One said teasingly as she nudged her daughter.
Face flushing, Beta looked back at her mother rather shyly and even noted the sly look on Optimus' face. "Ooh, stop it, mom. It isn't like that." She said in embarrassment.
"Uh-hum." Elita said not sounding convinced as she smiled slyly. "Okay. Whatever you say." She then looked around and frowned. "You know, I am surprised that you're missing a friend here. Where is RT?"
Beta and Omega frowned as they looked at one another before shaking their heads as they looked back at her. "He got into trouble again so Prowl wouldn't let him come. It was a punishment for illegally street racing. The team is worried he is in so much trouble that he won't make it to tomorrow's Cyber Games. But we need him! He is one of the fastest on our team! He is the only one who can beat Turboracer in the Speed trials! We are going to lose if we can't get him to come." The femme twin said miserably shaking her head.
"When is he ever going to learn that Prowl isn't going to let him get away with street racing?" Elita One asked with a sigh.
Optimus chuckled as he shook his head. "Don't worry. I will see if I can't talk Prowl into letting Race Track into coming tomorrow. He may be Bumblebee and Spitfire's sparkling but Prowl and Izzy will relent. They know how much this year's games mean to you and everyone. Prowl may be Race Track's mentor but he will not take even the Cyber Games away from you or Race Track." He then paused, tilting his head as he heard a ping from within his HUD systems. "Hm? Oh, it seems that Primacron is requesting all Primes and High Lord Protectors to return to Cybertron for a meeting." He voiced his thoughts. He turned to glance over at the other Primes and even to Megatron and Starscream as they looked back at him.
"Awwww, mech. So you're not staying for the party?" Omega groaned as he looked pleadingly at his creator.
Optimus smiled apologetically before shaking his head. "I'm afraid not, Omega. I'm sorry. But you know Primacron wouldn't call all Primes and High Lord Protectors if it wasn't important. I will try and be at the Cyber Games tomorrow, though. I wouldn't miss that for anything." He told them before turning to Elita and cyber kissing her. "I'll let you know what it is about, sweetspark."
Elita One smiled and nodded as she watched Optimus turn and start to leave with all of the Primes and the two High Lord Protectors. Her smile, however faded a little.
It had been such a long time since Primacron last called a meeting with every one of the Primes and the High Lords involved. It must have been greatly important then. She couldn't help but feel like something was amiss.
But either way, she would find out tomorrow at the Cyber Games, where her children and everyone else's children were going to compete. It was going to be fun, though. She knew that was for sure.
Author's Note:
Hey, everyone. I know I said I was going to take a break from writing the main story, but I am afraid that my imagination demanded me to get started on this story. I will continue the side stories as planned, I'm just afraid I'm going to have to do this one too. Imagination demanded it or threatened to forget the whole story line, as lame as that sounds. But it's true. I hope you're enjoying this story and hope you're looking forward to seeing what's going to happen next. Review!