Hullo! I have come with background information and arrival to earth for all! I will include as many mechs as I can xD as you can probably tell, this is Static!centric but Starshatter will get his moments. You can now vote for pairings if you want, like if you want Bladestorm/Optimus or Monochrome/Red alert, etc. Just review with a pairing you think would go well with the story and I'll consider it :D, it makes the plot bunnies scheme evilly.
Disclaimer: I own nothing from transformers except my Neutral star ship crew. I do however own a Decepticon/Autobot bag pin, :3
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Neutrals were considered a non-existent faction, their numbers so scarce and split that one only found them in groups of two, maybe three. Even so, those small pockets had held back, defeated, and scavenged more resources from Decepticons and Autobots alike that their power was put in legend, along with Optimus Prime, Megatron, and many other ancient war heroes and great warriors. Neutrals were considered the best of the best, cream of the crop, soldiers forced through overwhelming odds and survival to become the most efficient and damaging force they could possibly be. For Bluestreak and Jazz, to find that the elite guard, the best of the best, from an already elite faction, had answered a call from Optimus Prime was like a small child being allowed a $500 shopping spree in a candy store. The two bubbled with excitement at the winged Mech on screen.
" I cant believe it! The elite neutral guard! This is unprecedented! This is magnificent! It's a privilege, no an honour to speak with you! I'll inform Optimus right away! Oh what we could learn, no what we could see! This is wonderful, absolutely-" Bluestreak was cut off as the sliding doors of the Ark closed behind him, the mech having rushed out to find his Prime. Jazz was left, his visor covered face still blankly staring at Static, who had taken to waving his hand slowly across the screen. " Are you alright soldier? Have your Optics malfunctioned? I would suggest a shut off and reboot to assess the damage." Static's voice seemed to jump start jazz, who whistled and checked over the small part of static's face and shoulders he could see.
" Neutral elite guard, I can dig it." the small solstice sat slowly, " We'll just wait for the boss bot to arrive, yeah?" Static nodded and leaned back into his chair. " That is acceptable." A small pause happened as the Mechs remained silent, only broken by cackles from random off screen. Jazz coughed, " I'm sorry, what position did you say you were again?" Random cackled off screen again, " Look at zat Static, you stunned zem boz so much zat zey forgot your status already! How do you do it?" Static ignored the triple changer, focusing on Jazz. " I am currently the chief medical officer of this ship." Jazz nodded slowly, " It's cool." the solstice wrote down the data on the retrieved data pad and silence reigned again until the automatic door on Jazz's side swished open, letting in more then the expected 2 Mechs. Bluestreak and Optimus prime was followed by an assortment of Mechs, most likely tipped off about the transmission by Bluetreak's running speech processor. The Mechs crowded around the screen, Optimus in front, his girth only letting a few Mechs to be seen behind him. Static chuckled in amusement.
" Greetings, I am Optimus Prime, leader of the Auto-bots. You are Static, correct?" Static nodded at the Leader in front of him and glanced slightly behind him, the Silverarrow's (Name of Neutrals star ship) crew egging him on, random more so then others, his servos gesturing wildly with a wide grin on his face. " Hello Optimus Prime, I am indeed Static, I speak on behalf of the Neutrals leader, Bladestorm, who is unavailable at this time." the Mechs crowded behind Optimus gasped and started talking loudly, proclaiming awe, disbelief, and excitement. One mech pushed himself beside Optimus, his distinguishing feature a large grey chevron on his head and a distinct Medic quality to him. " I don't believe him, all Neutrals were said to have been killed long ago, how do we know your not just Decepticons in disguise?!"
Static became enraged at the accusation, the audacity at calling him a Decepticon! The Silverarrow's crew saw his change in nature and rushed to stop him, but his brother held them back. Static shoved himself forward to the screen, a vicious snarl escaping his dental plates. The Mechs on screen inched back at the sound. " How dare you! To even assume I could ever let myself be conned into the filthy ranks of that megalomaniacs crazed army is disgusting! I wouldn't work for Megatron even if he promised I could be Primus himself! Of all the low, disgraced, monsters on my list to kill, that slagger has gained the top 10 slots. So, you pompous excuse for a medic, I would suggest keeping your paranoid opinion to yourself, thank-you!" At this point Starshatter had dragged him back and passed him to Blitzwing, who pinned his arms behind his back as Static kicked out if fury, a enraged scream releasing form his vocal processor.
Starshatter sat in Static's vacated seat and cleared his throat at the stunned Mechs on it. "I'm so sorry for my brothers actions, he has had some very bad mix-up's with Decepticons in the past, and I wouldn't put it behind him to capture, torture, then remake every single one into standard room appliances if he could." Optimus nodded slowly, looked slightly to the side where Static had been subdued. His second in command, prowl, spoke up then. "And you are?" Starshatter smiled nervously, " Oh! I'm so sorry, where are my manners? I am designated Starshatter. I am the head scientist and twin brother to Static." The medic form before seemed to shudder at the word twin when a yellow and red mech shoved themselves into the screen. " You're a twin? So are we!"
Starshatter studied the newest arrivals in interest. While just being regular grounder twins, the notion they were twins was inspectable in itself. " Oh really? Oh quaint. Anyway, back on the subject at hand shall we?" Optimus nodded and shooed the Swarming Mechs away to give him room. Starshatter cleared his throat. " We need a confirmation that the coordinates we gleaned from your transmission is indeed correct, and we need a proper landing area when we make planet side. Have you put a restriction on alien contact?" Optimus leaned over, checking the coordinated that were streamed over in the corner of the screen. " Yes, they are correct. We have put contact with alien species on barest minimum, to preserve the planet and keep peace while we settle. When you arrive, we can give you a better vector to land in." Starshatter nodded. " Very well, we will prepare for our arrival. Silverarrow out." The screen went blank as Starshatter sank in his seat, letting out a sigh. He tried to soothe his brothers ire over the bond as his twin grumbled in Blitzwing's hold. " I still say you should have let me continue further, he deserved it. Calling me a Decepticon, the nerve!"
Bladestorm put a soothing servo on his shoulder armour. "Common now Static, calm down. Let us all prepare our units for planet unloading. Striker puts our estimated arrival time at 3 breems." The crew nodded, static stalking form the bridge, heading to his soothing Med wing.
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The ship slowly sailed around the blue and green planet in front of them. Starshatter was glad Static was in the bridge with them, his twin hardly ever leaving the med wing for the 2 and a half breems it took to arrive. The crew was waiting for the Autobots to send them the coordinates of their landing area so they could begin there entry sequence. It had only been half an Astro-click when the hail was picked up by striker. The small mech quickly answered the call. The familiar grey mech, Bluestreak, greeted them. " Hello again! I have the vector coordinates for you, everyone is so excited for you to arrive! We have been taking bets on who can annoy ratchet first and who get pranked by the twins first. My credits are on Static for both. Ah, download complete, have a safe entry!" Striker quickly shut off the call, optic twitching. " Talkative, isn't he?"
The crew chuckled slightly as the ship started its descent. It brought them towards one of the smaller land masses, shaped slightly in an S. The window lit up in red as the atmosphere fought against there descent. They quickly approached a tan landmass, most likely a desert. Bladestorm quickly pointed the ship towards some cliffs, one that could slightly cloak the ship until a force field could be erected. The ship whipped around the cliffs and non to gently semi-crashed into a crevice. The jar managed to launch a standing Blitzwing across the bridge, random giggling the whole time. The ship powered down as the crew gave a sigh. While Bladestorm was the only one who could fly the ship, it didn't mean he was good at it. Striker quickly launched a coded signal to the Autobots, giving them their location. Bladestorm stood and walked swiftly out of the bridge, " Alright team, lets get those supplies off the ship and get them ready for pick up. Striker, find us some Alt-forms while we work." the black mech nodded and started accessing the local information net, finding the closest settlement to gain Alt-forms. Finding the location, Striker shifted into his cybertronian alt-form and quickly left. The others went about there sections for the ship, slowly bringing packed crates full of important equipment they couldn't leave on the ship outside for the Auto-bots to load when they arrived.
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Striker knew the hardest to find alt-forms for would be the triple changers. There added weight made finding suitable forms for them not easy. Considering the size of the creatures on this planet, it could very well be impossible to find suitable forms but Striker would try. He went with finding the one-form Cybertronians alts first, those would be much easier to find. He found his alt-form first, it was a , if the internet was to be believed, 2009 Suzuki bandit. It was sleek and small, perfect for his needs. The next he found was Monochrome's, the form he found was a 2010 Toyota Sienna. It was close enough to her cybertronian alt-form that Striker hoped she wouldn't complain. Monochrome was very picky when it came to how she looked.
Striker found a First alt-form on fluke for Starshatter as he moved on to an airbase to find forms for Static, Blitzwing, and Bladestorm. The sleek car had passed him on the highway and he quickly scanned it. The car was a 2010 Mazda RX-8. The design practically screamed Starshatter at him.
Quickly arriving at the airbase, Striker looked to find Bladestorm's first, his would be the easiest to find. He found the AH-64A Apache Attack Helicopter to be perfect. It was a form Bladestorm would easily be comfortable with. Wheeling slowly around the base he found Blitzwing's first form, an F-22 raptor. Icy would be pleased with the speed and random would like the manoeuvrability. Static's first form ended up to be one of the only Planes on the base that could take his size, the SR-71 blackbird. The girth would hold im perfectly and he didn't really have another choice. Static's second form ended up being, again, the only helicopter that could take his form, the CH-53 Sea Stallion. As striker left the air base, heading towards a military base for the last triple changer forms, Striker hoped Static would be happy, even though fitting into his forms would strip off a little extra armour.
The first form he found was Blitzwing's, which turned out to be a M1A1 US tank. Striker thought keeping the general look of the alt-forms his crew had now would be appropriate. The trouble came in finding a tank for Starshatter, none seemed big enough, until he spotted it. Grinning, Striker quickly scanned the tank, a M1-J10 Main Battle Tank, the size was incredible for the machine, and it was perfect for Starshatter. Striker chuckled gleefully as he sped away from the base, heading back to the Silverarrow.
(letting everyone know, I have no idea what I was talking about there, I just chose the cars and planes I thought looked pretty :3)
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Meanwhile, Static and Blitzwing had managed to get most of the heavy lifting out of the ship while Monochrome took care of the little stuff. Starshatter had opted out in favour of getting the illusionary force field running before the natives found the ship. Bladestorm was tracking the Cybertronian signals approaching the ship while he catalogued the supplies coming off the ship. Hopefully the Auto-bots needed Medical equipment because Static refused to leave any behind. Soon, after about a half Astro-click had passed since Striker had left, the crew could see the dust being kicked up from the approaching Auto-bots.
Static dropped his latest box nearby as a Peterbilt truck, a search and rescue hummer, a Chevy Camaro , a Pontiac solstice, a Police cruiser, a Topkick, and two Lamborghinis rolled up. Static Strolled up to the bots, a grin under his mask, as the vehicles transformers. The peterbilt truck unfolded into Optimus Prime, who's head only came to his low chest. The rest where various sizes lower, with the tiny Pontiac coming up to his upper thigh. Static leaned down to the S&R hummer, and grinned. " Who's high and mighty now?" The bots just stared at him in awe.
Optimus quickly took hold of the Situation. " Greetings CMO Static, Where might your leader be so we may plan your settle in at the ark?" Static pointed a servo at Bladestorm, the helicopter mech half hiding behind a couple of the larger boxes. " That's him right over there. Don't mind his cowering, he has a slight Phobia of strangers that's lingered from his past, it'll take a few breems for it to fade as he gets to know you." Optimus nodded and headed over to the Mech slowly. Bladestorm sent a glare at Static, who ignored it and just headed inside for another box, calling back, " The others can make themselves useful and help us unload your supplies." The Autobots protested until Optimus motioned for them to help.
Walking into the ship, the Autobots followed behind the triple changer, curiously inspecting the walls. They passed the first storage room, which was almost empty besides 3 boxes and Blitzwing. When Icy caught sight of the passing Mechs, Random swiftly took over. " Oh, Vat is zis? Vere hafing a party and nien one told me?" the crazed triple changer quickly pounced on the closest Autobot to him, which turned out to be the police cruiser. " Come, I could teach you zo many zings! Everyone do ze cha cha cha!" The Bot captured cried out in outrage as Random pulled him along in a silly dance. The Lamborghinis laughed at the trapped mech, while the solstice joined the triple changer. The addition seemed to aggravate the mech more then the laughing. Static smirked beneath his mask before giving the mech a break.
Swiftly snatching Blitzwing's servo, Static detached the Cruiser gently. " Now Random, what did I say about dancing in the hallways?" The crazed bot grinned even more and grasped Static instead. " Never dance in ze hallways without supervision and hafing Icy in control! You can be mein supervision Static! Do the cha cha cha!" Static yelped as the jet tank dragged him along. Digging his feet into the hallway, Static resisted. " Stop this foolishness right now Random! We have much more important things to do!" The Triple changer pouted, eyes welling with lubricant. "I will not fall for that random, now back in the storage room!" His face quickly morphed, startling the Autobots. " Ja, I vill go. Random haz become much to troublesome lately, Nien? Icy nodded to the stunned Autobots before heading back into the vacated room. Silence rang in the hallway.
Static motioned the bots to follow him, " Well common." The hummer seemed to get his wits first. " Just what in primus was that?" Static snorted. " That was our head communication specialist Blitzwing. He has multiple Mechs in his body, his trine to be exact. I'm not sure how it happened, but its all I could glean from Icy about his condition over the Vorns." the Mechs behind him seemed disturbed, as the Silverarrow crew felt when they first met the Crazed triple changer. " He's a good addition when his Icy personality is in effect." the train of Mechs entered the second Storage room, this one slightly smaller and partially covered in boxes. Monochrome was inside this one, testing boxes she could lift out easily without strain. She looked up when the door hissed open.
" Hello Monochrome, the Autobots have arrived, as you can see. Finished testing the boxes yet?" The femme nodded. " Almost, you can grab the ones in the corner over there. I assume the Autobots came to help offload?" Static nodded and the femme walked to the small gathering. " Hello, I am Monochrome. I am the security officer and unofficial SIC aboard this ship. Pleasure to meet you." She quickly directed the Autobots to crates they could lift and a small convoy of boxes was started. It only took another half Astro-click to get the ship completely unloaded, at which time they started loading up the boxes in Optimus' trailer and in Ironhide's Cab. Work was steadily going until a small trail of dust was seen in the distance. Blitzwing perked up, " It's Striker, he's back with our alt-forms!" Random giggles out. The Silverarrow's crew chuckled along with him and walked out from the shadow of the ship to greet there Comrade.
The auto-bots stood back as the small motorcycle rolled up and quickly transformed into a small, lithe bot. " Come and get 'em guys, I hope you like em!" The Bot quickly extracted download cables from his chassis and passed them around. The crew quickly downloaded the scans. Each transformed in turn, testing out their forms. Bladestorm Quickly jumped into the air and morphed, a helicopter hung in the air after a few seconds, blades spinning slowly. Monochrome jumped forward and into a sleek hybrid van, streaks ran along her armour, keeping her name true. Starshatter flipped forwards as well, falling into a sleek sport car that spun its wheels wildly and did a few circles before purring in contend. He then transformed back and shifted again, only this time into a huge battle tank, gun primes and ready. The Auto-bots gasped, they didn't think the large ones could be triple changers!
Blitzwing cackled as his jumped into the air and transformers into a sleek jet. The Autobots flinched in surprise at the familiar F-22 form, although this one had an odd tan/purple combination on its paint. Blitzwing shot up into the air before quickly diving. He transformed mid-air and a small battle tank landed hard on the dirt. A small cackle was heard from the spinning gun turret. Static was the last to transform. He quickly jumped and morphed slowly. The Autobots stared in awe at the large Jet that hovered above them. Doing a lazy circle in the air, Static Transformed mid-air like Blitzwing, but instead of falling to earth, he hovered in the air, Helicopter Alt-form keeping him aloft. He quickly descended and went back to bipedal mode. The rest of the crew followed.
The Silverarrow crew looked vaguely different. Static has slimmed down, bulk armour slimming to fit into his smaller alt-forms. Starshatter had slimmed as well, the sleeker car armour giving him a smaller design. Bladestorm had less smaller rotor blades on his armour and they had been replaced by 4 new larger rotor blades. Monochrome hadn't changes much but her paint had a smaller amount of shades on it. Strikers 4 wheels had been replaces by two smaller ones, the switch from car to motorcycle clearly evident, giving his already small frame and even frailer look. Blitzwing looked hardly different, although the treads and wings and different designs.
The crew looked at the stunned Autobots, who were staring at Static, Starshatter, and Blitzwing. Icy lifted a eye panel, " vat? You act like you haf never seen a triple changer before."
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There you go! Chew on that for a while :D hoping battles come soon, I make my intro's way to lengthy xD R&R please, I like reviews very much! *puppy eyes*