You have probably not or previously seen the other Dinobots: Grimlock, the leader with a theme color similar to Generation on Trypticon; Snarl, the buff three horn mech marked a color resemblance to Mixmaster;Swoop, who has the color of scrapper.
And IF you have read the preview chapter then you probably saw The Three Maximals from Beast Wars shown in their respectable Shattered Glass colors: Optimus Primal, The dark gray Gorilla with a darker themed helmet and chest standing from the lighter purple skin;Dinobot,a light blue tall T-Rex with yellow skin;Rattrap,a dark gray over-sized mouse with blue skin.
Now, it's time for a glimpse to the villains who were bad in TFA and see how they are in this universe upon Shattered Glass.
Sexton is running, running, running way quite literately from a army of clones belonging to one single bot under the name of Prowl.
Splash Splash went the moisture ground beneath boots me the cold, hard pavement cracked and seeped through by the growth of plants and construction. Lets not catch ourselves in a rant. Because it comes from Erosion, the years, and Earthquakes.
"Bulkhead, stop halting and breaking those buildings and get that human!" A grumpy voice yelled. It belonged to one mech who experiments on bots for a living. Ratchet. "This isn't my hobby!" The mech said, taking a snooze. "Chasing after humans,That's Bumblebee's hobby."
ffffffffffffffffffffllllllll llllllllllllllllllllllllllll lllllinn
Sexton heard buildings fall behind him.
He had to keep running.
Slowmo is conveniently drinking some tea inside a run down flickering light bulb dangled from side to side. She has on a light blue and dark blue attire similar to her counterpart in Transformers Animated with a visor over Slomo's face instead of a Vail.
"HELLPPPPP!"
Nanosec ran past the window.
"Was that a man I heard scream for help?" She said aloud, turning her face towards the window where all seven Prowl clones happened to speed by cracking several plates and rumbling the ground beneath the Wheels of a SWAT vehicle.
The huffing and puffing of Ratchet easily answered her question.
"I take that as a yes." Slomo said, setting down her tea cup.
The scene returns to Sexton.
What happened to the Decepticons? Sexton thought as he rushed from the Autobots. I have not seen the Hyper girl and the artsy flight mech in like a year! He looked in several directions in which he could hide from the monsterous Robotic beings. "Damn."
He is cornered.
"You will never be alive to escape!" The Liar Prowl said, as they all arrived.
Sexton is wearing a Oxygen Mask since the area is contaminated with radioactive material. He had came all the way from New York to do a favor for his long-dead friend who wanted special hairloom delivered to his grandparents.
"By taking off the mask." The Female version said, reaching her digits outwards to the man's face.
"Powered Sugar use Missle launcher!" Professor Princess in her camouflage Army uniform shouted to her Drill Sargent like pony. She is also wearing a Oxygen Mask to prevent either Radioactive particles from entering her nose.
BAAAAAAAAAAAAM!
"Why that little rascal!" Ratchet yelled, powering up his magnetic magnets from both sides of his arms. Bulkhead throws his wrecking ball straight at the direction of Professor Princess who should be called Army Princess right about now.
A arrow sends the Wrecking ball straight at Bulkheads direction.
"Oh slag." The SWAT truck said.
Then his body was forced into a building which made him seem like he had crashed as he had somewhat damaging his neck.
"Hollyo Evil vehicles!" The Angry Archer said, standing on the edge of a building as he wore a mask like Sexton. "And you better leave that Nanosec alone!"
"No time to negotiate!" The Original Prowl said. "Clones, attack!"
All the clones,except for Shy and Buzzkill stood on the sidelines. Prowl noticed this in his purposeful rage. "Why are you not attacking?" The Samuri Mech asked the two non-fighting clones clung together.
"We have our reasons!" They said at once.
"Ratchet, throw them to the enemy!"
"My pleasure."
Ratchet threw Buzzkill and Shy Prowl at The Angry Archer. Who unexpectedly ducked from the scene. The two Prowls tumbled into a bird house with several pigeons taking a snooze. A good portion of them were killed in the aftermath.
A orange blast paralyzed the entire group of Autobots.
"Come on lets go!" Slomo said, as they drove away into the vehicle of a green and blue vehicle. Professor princess,Angry Arch, and Nanosec were packed into the vehicle. "DRIVE SWINDLE!"
It DROVE.
"I am going back to the plant." Ratchet said.
"I agree." Bulkhead added. "Nothing to do nor kill and destroy. I need my neck cables repaired anyway."
Bulkhead rubbed his neck with cables sticking out from his neck and holes are visibly seen such as broken glass still sticking from his armor and parts of bricks still budded into his elbows including the shoulder of his.
"I'll repair that at the base." Ratchet said.
They both left the Prowls.
"We got our arse kicked by a bunch of humans!" The female Prowl complained,digging her feet into the dirt. "Can we now go home?"
Prowl groaned.
"Really?"
They all nodded.
"Fine. Lets go home."
A flashback occurs because Nightstar is just a few miles away. She and Blitzwing had a argument about helping Nanosec, they encountered him while he was escaping from the idiotic Detroit drones who chased him through the ally.
"Well, maybe he has changed!" Olivia argued back to Blitzwing.
"He'z still ztealing from a radioactive area!"
Olivia fumed.
"What's so dangerous and cold about taking objects from abandoned buildings in the other half of Detroit?" The Freak asked.
"Becauze nobody iz zupozzed to be there in the firzt place azide to Techno-Organicz and Cybertronianz." Blitzwing said, currently in his hothead like form. "I can continue for megacyclez."
Olivia is walking down the city street. A few feet away from the Prowl colones who are in their vehicle mode heading back to the base. She grumbled to herself
Techno-Organics CAN survive in Radioactive areas. Olivia kicks a pebble away from her path as she breathed in the oxygen toxicating the area.
"The main thing is, we CAN trust Nanosec, He's not a Psychopath." Olivia retorted,squeezing hands into fists.
Ivy came in the middle of it.
"You two arguing?"
"Nope."
"Okay."
She left.
"Zhe doezn't get zarcazm that much." Blitzwing remarked, switched to his cold and calm personality. He laughed, "Ztill...Itz been a while zince that backztabbing human came met up with uz during the firzt week of Janurary. Zhe nearly did deztroy half of Detroit with the Autobotz."
Now,this really flamed Olivia up.
"SO YOU DON'T WANT ANY HUMAN TO FIX THAT PLACE UP BECAUSE OF ONE GIRL WHO BACKSTABBED YOU?" The Freak boomed. "WHAT A PIECE OF WORK! This is all stupid. I wish this never,ever,had happened to me. I wish I were dead in the Lab Wreck."
"Um...Zhe actually was his name." Auto commented,as Olivia stormed out of the base. "And...I can't believe Humans are still going there. Despite the death toll and warnings from the local government."
"Stop." Prowl said, getting in the way of his clones. He saw her energy signature on his enhanced Scanner. "The Plant girl is here."
"The who?" Buzzkill said, looking at different directions. "Is-s-s-s it a giant and huge Decepticon?"
"No!" The female Prowl replied, slapping the cowardly mech quite literletly on his faceplate.
Buzzkill rubbed the area that had been slapped hard. "I-i-i-i-i-iIam scared, I need a ice bag! I want to sleep!" He said, then sucked his little baby thumb in his mouth like a little baby stranded in the middle of practically nowhere.
"Well you must get her. Remember what I had told you" He said, pointing to the Freak. "Meet me at the plant after you get her."
Prowl transformed into his motorcycle mode. Then he drove off.
"What a loser." Olivia said, after she got water on her skirt.
The Seven Prowls captured Olivia(Aka Nightstar) When the Decepticons were no where in is one incy,bincy little problem on the topic of capture with a bunch of clones from Prowl, a hater of nature.
They do not know exactly what to do with Olivia.
They are several miles away from the plant as The True Prowl had originally planned. His Intentions were cruel. Just to torture Blitzwing and his two other personalitys. He wanted to inflict damage onto the Techno-Organic. Despite the clones being stationed far from the site.
The Jealous Prowl went off somewhere.
"Um...Where are we?" Buzzkill questioned. He is the ninja of fear from Prowl; He has a white and purple helmet, the rest of his armor is black and purple, leaving his skin to be a light purple barking a frightening resemblance to TFA name matches him like a designated Dagger thrown by a expert.
"Lost in your helmet." The Liar Prowl snarkly replied;juggling three hard and dark gray human heads in both of his servos. He let them all drop on Buzzkill one by one.
"You are such a venomous snake of tauntingness towards the younger bots!" The female prowl said, her theme color had the G1 Prowl going on and did not have the Sami-Mode as nearly all the Clones had.
"Y-Y-y-y-You mean delivery." The shy Prowl corrected her,while holding himself together.
Olivia squirmed through her unreasonably tarnished and dark shackles tattering away pieces of her skin at every smaller feet are wrapped up by a exact replica being smaller,harder,and more difficult to remove since it is scrapping off her skin very slowly to the point of ripping away her boots.
Urgh...Looks like I may have to do something about the RoJuek Situation. RoJuek meaning Captured. Ivy made that one up.
Afterall. Olivia didn't really like Ivy.
"Admit it." She started, taking a gulp. Her plan is to loop in the Seven Autobots and make them into powerful distractions that will leave them snugged in their own personal business instead of being focused straight on her. "You guys are gross."
The Loyal prowl beamed with pride.
"We are," Loyal Prowl admits. "O'mighty creator of us will rule everyone!"
All the other clones shrieked.
"NO!"
"If it would be anyone,it would be me, not our creator." The Female prowl said,while growling beneath her teeth.
"Humans are gross!" The honest Prowl admitted. "Especially when the females are on their monthly discharge of disgusting hormone grossness!"
The other prowls took a step back at his statement.
"You are more inappropriate than us." The Loyal Prowl pointed out. "You are a killjoy. One who takes away one's happiness."
The name fitted him very greatly.
"You have a name, Killjoy." Buzzkill said, mustering all his courage from within his body and processor giving him a personality. "
Killjoy, the bot of honesty, folded his arms.
"What a rude way of naming." Killjoy said, frowning. "Honestly. I call you Beachswiper for your impetuous ego and other parts left unexplored parts of Prowl. " He directly said to the Femme Prowl.
It was true.
Being dragged from Killjoy's foot had loosened her shackles. Olivia is focusing on the plants still barely remaining around the city street sections from the lack of healthy Oxygen and rightful sunlight hardly reaching the abandoned side of Detroit.
Her powers were useless.
Riibiit Riiibiiit
Buzzkill jumped into the arms of Beachwiper as his body shook extremely similar to a small and frightened leaf.
"W-w-w-what was that?" Buzzkill questioned, shivering all over and his teeth are bumping against each other in a jittery motion.
"A frog." Beachswiper said, dropping the mech to the ground. "You fool!"
The other mechs laughed. They were highly amused of the statement which is indeedly true to the cowardly Prowl. Looks as if this situation is suitable for highly defined words only known by a person who wikipedias every single word. Olivia thought.
She took a deep breath.
"I have a proposition question around eligibility." She started, having no clue what is coming from her mouth or the definitions. "And Privileges."
The shy,Loyal,Killjoy,Buzzkill,Liar,and Beachswiper groaned.
"Annd..." She paused.
Beachswiper grunted.
"Does your creator let you..." She halted in her sentence once more.
"FINISH IT ALREADY!" Liar Prowl complained. "I am dying of suspense!"
Olivia chuckled.
"...Any of you to have ranks or fight for yourself?"
The six Clones stood still as if they had been struck by powerful lightning that had speed out of control. They spoke together in a huddle which overwhelmingly sounded familiar to a team of football players being oblivious to the mole beside them.
"We..Um..uh...err..uh.. really never thought about that." The shy Prowl said,playing with his foot on the dirt. "And not do what he wants us to do."
"From my waking magacycles of being life; as a sneaky and backstabbing fox with the capabilities of a Snake...You just sounded so unshy." The Liar Prowl observed,truthfully. He snapped both digits.
Snnaaaap.
"I got it!" The Liar Prowl said.
"G-g-g-gGot what?" Buzzkill asked.
"Shy's name is Stutterstreak." Liar replied. "And I am Deceptor. A liar,deceiving, and athletic fox capable of doing personalized Snake actions."
They all nodded at this comparison.
"...I do not have a name!" Loyal complained, not liking the idea of lacking a name in the continuity of Fanon Transformers.
"You're name is DANE!" Beachswiper said to the mech.
"Dane? Just Dane?"
"NOW GET ME SOME COOKIES!"
"Yes C-c-Commander Beach."
For some clarification; Beachswiper's first part of her name is supposed to be the opposite gender of a dog for anyone who people often say it's a cussword when said in front of young children.
Then a huge military aircraft buzzed through the air.
"Oh crap it's Lugnut!" BeachSwiper said.
"Looks like he is extremely ticked off." Deceptor said, watching the gigantic orange miltary space vehicle storm down tot he ground sending a sound wave which sent all the Autobots flying to all directions.
Lugnut saw all of his confetti work destroyed and broken into crumbs.
"WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND DESTROYED MY PIECES OF WORK!" Lugnut screamed. "AND I AM HERE FOR A GIRL. YET YOU DESTROYED IT ALL? HOW IMBIGOUS YOU ARE!"
Lugnut created a Earthquake to pin the remaining Autobots.
"Nobody gets away with that!"
Well he didn't get Beachswiper pinned.
"Well I ain't nobody." BeachSwiper said, dangling the wounded freak by her index digit as the chains are wrapped around her finger ever so tightly. "Want your friend? I'll say being a Techno-Organic sucks for this freak, I wonder why she sticks around you guys, maybe for that lousy War Veteran Mech composed of-"
Lugnut never let her finish the sentence since he delivered a punch to BeachSwiper.
PUNCH!
"Never talk about my best friend that way!" Lugnut demanded. He held Olivia in his servos.
"War veteran?" Olivia repeated,raising her eyebrow.
"Blacharachnia rebuilt him during the war-or after the war had occurred." He explained. "All his parts were in the ship that had crashed landed a milina ago on Arachna Seven."
BeachSwiper took out a very long chain.
"I am not done." She said. tapping the object with a spiked mance on the very end on her left servo. Her visor glinted. Beachswiper almost made it seem she was a warrior in a practice range fighting a dummy instead of the real thing.
Lugnut groaned.
"Of course you aren't." He said, putting Nightstar to the side.
She is starting to realize why Blitzwing didn't want to bring her into the dark alley of a nearly broken Detroit with Nanosec on the run and being a fugitive. The bot who made her question Blitzwing's reasoning was no other than Antagony herself.
Now as a minor interruption, lets go through the list of our named six Clones;Stutterstreak, Deceptor, Buzzkill, BeachSwiper, Killjoy, and Dane.
Lugnut lunged at the femme, who jumped over his shoulder and made him trip to the ground by breaking his knees. She takes out a laser gun that is a homage to her creators Generation one type which created him in the very starting point of Transformers.
"So easy to defeat." She said, directing it towards the back of Lugnut's head. "So true. I can easily get the freak and go home."
Beachswiper started to shoot her weapon at his helmet.
BLAAAAM
The Laser gun is thrown out of Digits.
"What!" She cried, looking over her shoulder.
A giant tank fell from the sky. Then it transformed into a mech who clearly can be thought as the bot who fits Bumblebee's role in Shattered Glass, only, this face belonged to one personality alone that had been combined of; Random,Cold,and hot head.
He certianly appears to be a war Veteran and...HE'S BLITZWING!
"Nobody iz going to offline a friend of mine!" He said, sounding serious. "It will only be I in the caze of annoyance and procezzor achez!"
"Whatever." The femme said, switching her laser direction to Blitzwing, "DIE!"
Blitzwing dodged her attack so fast it wasn't very effect of her counterattack to get him done.
"Not till you fall!" Blitzwing replied. He activated his two icy lasers from in between his shoulder area without a slightest hitch. "Autobot!"
He fired the attack right at her.
AAAAHHHH!
The Femme was frozen right in her spot by freezing ice.
"Now can we go home?" Blitzwing said. "I knew I zhould have brought Auto with me to fix up Lugnut. Urgh. Your helping after I get you out."
"I can get up!" The big mech said,struggling to get up on both feet.
"No you can't." Olivia argued.
"There zhe goez again." Blitzwing rolled his optics.
"What again?" The freak asked, sounding snappy.
Blitzwing used his lasers to shatter the shackles around her arms and feet.
"Zpores." He said. "Like the Zac Clubs,zparacium,and the Hyphea."
They are bicking like a couple.
Deceptor silently got out of the ground that kept him from moving. His extra Samurai parts easily slid off marking scars onto his hard armor which almost appeared to be made by frightened attacked cats that were despite to live. A Scar spreads across the side of his left armored left should curved to the east.
"...That does not make sense." Olivia said, folding her arms. "Are your circuits in the right place?"
"Are too!" Blitzwing retorted. "Why did I even save you."
"Cause Lugnut doesn't like his paintings to be destroyed and if there's anything else you want to tell me."The Freak continued as Deceptor silently came up. "Just say it to mah face!"
Deceptor turned on a forcefield that literletly sent Blitzwing flying to the wall. Olivia fell to her knee's choking on her own breath that was preventing Oxygen from working out of her humanly and techno-Organic lungs.
"You are ours." Deceptor said, picking up the girl by both servos.
"Hey!" Lugnut yelled. "NO FAIR!"
The Autobot turned his back towards the Artist.
"Life is no fair." He commented.
Deceptor transformed into his vehicle mode and drove away from his fellow clones. who all realized hey had been ditched by the number one deceiver of all time: Prowl Lying side. "YOU GO KICK HIS ARSE!" Beachswiper cried out.
Blitzwing transformed into his flight mode and flew after the motorcyclist.
"HEY HUMANZ!" The Veteran comned them. "Mind helping me?"
"...I thought you were offline!" Came a female voice belonging to the mech who had helped a group of orphans on a cold bitterly night probably two weeks ago at least where Bulkhead wasted a whole night for the thrill of joy.
Blitzwing recognized the voice.
"ZwIndle?!" He said, hovering in the sky. "Y u ztill online?"
Apparently,everyone thought he died and somebody was disguised as him so the Autobots wouldn't have had the chance to offline him during the Great War. A few great Decepticons had his help in their role to reclaim Cybertron as their planet.
"I lived Blitzwing." Swindle replied.
"OMG. OUR CANMOFLUAGE CAR CAN SPEAK!" Professor Princess shrieked and her pet toy raised it's hoofs in the air. "Why wasn't I told about this?"
"I didn't know." Slomo said.
"Niether did I." The Angry Archer said, rubbing both his hands together.
"And you are going to help me get Olivia back." Blitzwing growled. "She's mine. But not that kind of nutty term. I mean She is my friend. The Most human friend I ever know, aside to Auto."
All their heads were perked up at the curious statement.
"Ain't Auto been missing for nearly a year now?" Nanosec asked. raising a eyebrow beneath his white googles.
"No." Blitzwing replied. "Zhe's just been under the wing of the militia. Zo will you help? It'll zhow me you HAVE changed."
"Deal."
Deceptor drove with the girl in the passenger seat.
"Why are you taking me instead of Auto?" Olivia asked. "She's a nobody for all I those so called 'friends' of hers."
A chuckle came from Deceptor.
"Everyone hates you." He commented. " Blitzwing came forward and asked us to get rid of you, Is he your friend by any chance? Well he does not give a crap about you. He just wanted to be looking good and all. The Truth is. You are worthless to him."
A part of Olivia's heart fell into the dark abyss.
"You lie." Olivia began to cry. She input-ed her opinion about Ivy in hopes she wouldn't be killed by the murderous Autobots, who killed her grandparents back in the day of last year during a freak battle with the fellow Decepticons AND Megatron. It occurred on the bridge. "A horrible lie!"
"A lie? I know where Sari and YOU,alone,came from." Deceptor deceivingly said, fighting the seatbelt on Olivia. "See if this is a fruce you piece of garbage!"
Deceptor injected multiple wires into her arms and fastened her wrist to the arms of the passenger vehicle; Small attack-able viruses swarmed within the proccessor systems and started to take over the entire human body. Olivia's eyes winced.
Deceptor could see Blitzwing's signature from above.
"What a pity." He said. "She's never going be capable of remembering anything."
Olivia's body started to lose power and energy. Her eyes begin to close as the signals in her brain beeped "System Failure." Inside her Audio receptors aka Ears restated this fact only louder in a non-translating tone. Her visual/graphic card lost color. The wires slowly retracted from her hands obviously showing the tiny holes.
"...Blitzwing." The girl said with a very long and dreary sigh. "I'm...sorry."
Then She fell into a blanket of unconciousness.
"NIGHTZTAR!" Blitzwing yelled.
She had resisited everything.
Swindle fell from the sky and landed right in front of the Auttobot. He activated his latest added gadget: a directly shot it at Decepticon who let go of the girl and slid to the side of the road. The other Human Companions hopped off Swindle's back without being harmed to their feet or breaking their legs.
"Powdered Sugar, attack him!" Professor Princess said. "Get him!"
"Nobody attacks a poor girl!" The Angry Archer said, following after Professor Princess and the silent Slomo.
Blitzwing ran over to the unconscious girl.
"Olivia?!" He said, picking her up. "Are you okay?"
The Girl moaned as she briefly opened her weak and strained eyes that had been attacked by the virus.
"Uh..." She said. "Who are you?"
Blittzwing's optics refocused into a small shape. They eventuality resized into bigger pupils. They were too much indecisive. She didn't remember anything, Nothing,not even the first time they had been introduced by Ivy.
-Flashback
"Blitzwing, meet Olivia Seemings Nightstar or however it goes." Ivy introduced them two, bringing them together. "You will get along quite perfectly. I think."
"Uuuuhhh. Hello." Blitzwing said, messing with his feet in the dirt. "I'm Blitzwing." He shyly reached his hand out to the human.
"Nightstar," She said, shaking his servo. "Olivia Seemings. Peeps call me Nightstar as a Nickname. My real name is Olivia."
The mech smiled.
"Glad-HEY WANNA GO TO A CONCERT AND MEZZ IT UP?" Bltizwing randomly asked.
"Sure!" The girl said.
And they went off to a concert.
-End Flashback-
"W-w-What are yo-urgh." Olivia said, losing conciousness once more in the palm of his large,somewhat bumpy surface. Her eyes gave out in a heap of tiresome. her wounds were so small to the invisibly eye.
...Small scene change...
Prowl arrived to find almost all his clones defeated or clutched to the walls of buildings from the grounds very strong grasp. "No wonder Optimus wanted you guys sent to Autoboot camp instead of remaining here."
"I am LOYAL to somebody else!" Dane said, folding his arms as all the clones schowled at his statement.
"What?!" The Original Prowl cried out, being dumbstruck and startled at his recently made statement. His servos balled up into fists."How can this be. you are loyal to ME. Who is this somebody else?"
Several of the clones faked a cough as if they knew it was coming.
"Optimus."
...Scene return to..
The scene returned to The newly formed group and the Decepticons.
"Whenever you guys are not around." The Angry Archer began. "We, the Society of Ultimate Heroine, will defeat those evil,pesky,Aliens!"
"Nah." The German mech with ONE permanent personality disagreed. "There'Z ALWAYZ gotta be zubitute Group for Decepticonz!"
"Starting by myself being part of it." Swindle interjected.
"Agreed." Slomo nodded. "Now get that girl back to your base. She may need things to remember her entire backstory as a sign of remembrance. Make her remember a time. A time where it was something meaningful or awful. Whatever floats the boat."
"And we need some money.." Professor princess related, rubbing her stomach. "I am hungry."
Nanosec's eyes gleamed.
"Good thing I won the lottery!" Nanosec declared. "Give me your orders!"
Maybe Nanozec iz a good guy, after all. The Cyber Mech recanted his thought, as he watched the man in the white and green motorcycle like suit speed away towards everyone very so efficiently take everyone's order.
The Jealous Prowl hid in behind a broken window. This will be easy packing a bunch of humans into one box for Ratchet to experiment on. The mech chuckled. How I envy all the other bots. I wonder if I can get those two into ANOTHER argument so my creator will be pleased.
Envyhide is my name.
(Ending music from Transformers Animated is heard while he thinks that statement and name)