(Hey everyone, How's your summers going? I hope I can make them even better with my latest chapters of what stories I can before the Fall. This is what happens after the battle with the Decepticons that hit Coruscant. According to official info about the history of the planet, Coruscant hadn't been attacked for a thousand years since it's foundation after the war.
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After some time, or days, for the Republic and the Autobots to reorganize themselves, Kup used a stylist like device to sign the treaty between the Autobots and the Galactic Republic. The treaty, known as "The Galactic Autobot Agreement Act", stated that the Autobots would assist the Republic in the Clone Wars especially to counteract the appearance of any Decepticon soldier on the battlefield with the Droid Army, as well as to share with the Senate any information that involved anything Cybertronian or that concerned with the Autobot's mission. In return, the Republic will assist in discovering Energon deposits on any of the Republic's or on the worlds in their Galaxy. If any were found, the Republic will transport them to the Coruscant for the Autobots to begin processing and storing the Energon. In addition, they would also destroy all traces of either fallen or damaged Autobot or Decepticon biology and technology (much to the despair of some of the more war-enthralled senators).
"Welcome to the Republic." Palpatine said, welcoming the Autobots. He was pleased with their decision to join their government.
Kup looked at the Chancellor and said, "Thank you, Chancellor Papatine, we will do our best to help you in ending your war and I am sure that you will do the same in helping us accomplish our mission here in your Galaxy."
Palpatine then raised his hand towards the Autobots while Kup raised a ridge and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Do you not seal agreements with a handshake where you are from?" Palpatine asked the old Autobot.
"Well-I…Yes…but you're bit small." Kup pointed out before seeing how some of his own troops were beginning to laugh, especially Hot Rod. Kup had no choice, but to give his cane to Spinger. He knelt down to shake hands with the Surpreme Chancellor of the Galactic Republic. Extending his pointer finger like digit the Chancellor's aged hands clasped around the Autobot's giant fingertip and they began their awkward shake. The camera droids began taking pictures and recording the event to be stored and broadcast throughout the galaxy. A few of the Autobots were seen standing at attention, giving them the appearance of being professional, even as they clapped with those assembled.
Kup then moved his hand to shake hands with the small Jedi master who was named Yoda.
Yoda smiled, accepting the handshake, and said, "Thank you, we do, for your decision to help us. To help you find the Allspark, I swear."
"Thank you, Master Yoda." Kup said appreciatively to the oldest Jedi master.
When Kup stood up the Chancellor asked, "Would you like to be the voice of your people's faction in the Senate, Commander Kup?"
"…I would be honored, but I'm not much of a politician; I'm still a soldier, and even though I'm showing signs of rusting, I can wreck with the best of 'em." Kup said before turning to the Dark Grey and silver Autobot behind him.
Cerebros saw how Kup, the chancellor, and the small Jedi Master had turned to face him and asked, "Me? You would like me to be our representative? What about Perceptor, wasn't he a member of the high caste before the war?"
"You're the only one qualified, Cerebros." Springer told the dark grey Autobot. Those Autobots who were around nodded as they knew that Cerebros didn't have it in him to fight anymore, not since Kup's crew found him on his Homeworld of Gigantion. Cerebros was silent; it was true that Perceptor was the head of the Science wing onboard, so, of course, he couldn't get involved in politics. Cerebros sighed and nodded, agreeing to be the representative for the Autobots in the Senate.
"Then it is decided." Palpatine stated, as if the matter was simpler than it actually was. Kup nodded before he and the other Autobots began to transform, heading back to the Ark for repairs and a body count of soldiers they lost.
General Grievous sat in his chair as he made his report to Count Dooku, who in turn informed the Separatist council. When those on the council had scoffed at the report, he revealed the hologram of Obsidian.
"Greetings, Count Dooku, members of the Separatist council of this galaxy. I am Obsidian, Air-general of the Decepticons." Obsidian greeted, with much respect in his voice.
Nut Gunray, the Viceroy of the Trade Federation, scoffed, "This is the ally you speak of, General? A droid?"
Obsidian turned to face the Nemoidian, "Please reframe from insulting my people in comparing us to your organic made constructs. Unlike those, we are warriors from an advanced race of beings from the planet Cybertron."
"Impossible. There's no such planet as Cybertron. This droid must have its logic circuits malfunctioning." The male Skakoan, Wat Tambor, foreman of the Techno Union stated.
Dooku remained silent as he studied the "droid" before him. Almost sensing life with in its metal shell, he asked, "How is it that your people come to our galaxy, Air-General?"
From his ship, Obisidan looked at the human with the white beard and spoke, "Our planet, much larger than Coruscant, was the home of the greatest empire in the world. Powerful but uncommonly just. It was known that near the end of the Golden Age on my planet, the leader, Zeta Prime, had begun to lead our planet down a path that led to a war while ruined our planet to its core. We Decepticons are those who want nothing but to end the tyranny of Zeta Prime. I and my consort, General Strika, were among his inner circle before seeing the logic of our master, Megatron. His vision of revolutionizing our world was what we needed to get our planet back to its former glory. However, it became unattainable for Lord Megatron to become a Prime, the rank of highest distinction in our culture, when he was betrayed by an insignificant historical archivist, Orion Pax. This started the War for Cybertron, dividing our people into Decepticons and Autobots."
Dooku sensed a rushed of anger in the general's voice, but was surprised at sensing such an emotion from an artificial life-form. Obsidian continued, more calmly now, "Centuries passed and just as our lord was able to secure our victory, the Autobots removed it and made our planet a barren wasteland… And the war was lost to both factions."
"You have my condolences General, but that does not explain as to how you arrived and to why you destroyed our vessels." Dooku stated, drawing a very good point.
Obsidian looked forward and explained, "Even though the war was lost, we Decepticons will never forgive and forget what the Autobots have done. By shutting down our planet, they have doomed our specie; in retaliation we hunt them down and make them pay for their crimes."
Looking around at the council, Obsidian continued, "We were persuading the Autobot vessel, the Ark, through a Space Bridge portal, an interdimensional portal that allows any being or vessel to travel throughout the universe in a short amount of time."
Looking out to the stars he stated, "Having seen your somewhat advanced ships orbiting a planet and engaging others of different designs, we were not sure how we would be greeted or even understand your language, an error on our part; but we needed to defend ourselves when we detected weapons being targeted on our only means to remain functional, for our mission was to secure the sector and search for our ancient foe."
Turning back to face them, Obsidian said, " I propose that our two factions join forces, seeing that the most likely course of action that our enemies would do the same, thereby allowing your forces to fight on equal footing. We can also provide information on improving your technology and intelligence. As well as something that failed to be mentioned in the general's report about our species.
"As if you truly have anything that we cannot just simply take, Droid." Viceroy scoffed, showing no signs of respect to the Cybernetic Life-form.
"Do you have any schematics of your vehicles?" Obsidian asked, respectfully.
Dooku raised a brow, "Of course."
"Bring them up and you will see." Obsidian requested. That earned a lot of protest from the council. However, Dooku, sensing no ulterior motives, nodded to General Grievous who growled, then typed on the end of his chair's arm rest.
All around the Decepticon general, many different holograms of the Separatist's vehicles of war were seen.
Obsidian turned to a con and ordered, "Show them, Blitzwing."
"Yez, Herr General." The con replied in a german accent. He had a purple and sand-ish color scheme, dual tank barrel pointing upwards on his back with wings facing downwards from his shoulders. His face was blue in contrast with his red optic and a round monocle over the left optic. His armor didn't exactly show what he turned into because of how complex it was than those from another Decepticon. His expression was stoic in relation to his blue face.
He approached some of the Separatist holograms and looked between the two vehicles he found interesting, pondering with a hand on his chin, his optics focusing on the Droid fighter, "I will azzume the fighter jet."
His face converted into a red face with a visor covering his optics and a big chin, as he turned to the AAT, shouting, "NO! ZE HOVER TANK!"
"Jet." His blue face self-repeated.
"TANK!" His Red face personality shouted back.
"Ze jet."
"TANK!"
"Jet."
"TANK!"
Then his face took on a black color with an insane look on it as he cackled and asked, "Why not juzt zcan both?!"
One optic scanned the vulture droid's holographic specs as the other optic scanned the AAT tank. His body armor reformatted to resemble pieces of both vehicles before his body shifted, turned, shrunk down to resemble a droid fighter. Many of the assembled council gave gasps or stares of surprise whereas Count Dooku raised a brow with interest as Blitzwing then changed into an AAT before resuming his true form.
"Impressive, General." Dooku complimented on the Cybertronian's ability to transform. If it hadn't been for his ability to sense the Decepticon with the force, it would have looked like any tank or Vulture droid through the Hologram.
Barricade entered, and everyone in the room noticed his reformatted armor.
The assembled cons looked at the enforcer and Skywarp asked, "And where have you been Barri?"
"Been doing recon on the Autobot's new allies and their tech… I got a disguise so I could keep watch over them." He said as the two seekers could see his newly reformatted armor, "And don't call me Barri!"
"That's SO typical of you Barricade…" Thundercracker added rolling his optics.
Barricade ignored him and called over to another con, "Astrotrain! I come bearing gifts."
His optics glowed brightly as what looked like holograms of a vehicle he found on the metal world appeared in the air. Astrotrain took notice of the Train and mused, "Very nice, Barricade, and uncharacteristically thoughtful of you."
"Don't make me regret it." The temperamental con grunted. Astrotrain scanned the Train engine and his armor reformatted to fit the new transformation requirements.
"Step right up Cons, I plenty to go around." Barricade called as he began showing hologram images of the vehicle he had stored in his databanks. Many had begun to gather for their new mods in this war.
Obsidian returned his attention to the assembled military leaders of the Separatist, "I suggest that we meet to sign some form of agreement for our two factions."
"Agreed." Dooku's hologram briefly unfocused before it refocused on the count, "The War in our galaxy began on the desert world of Geonosis. We will meet and sign the treaty there."
Obsidian was about to suggest meeting in space and have their ships connect for the treaty; however he knew that the human knew more about this galaxy than he or any of his crew. There were no records of any planets that they could research to suggest a more secure area. So Obsidian could not argue with the Count's logical suggestion and he had no choice, but to accept the terms of their meeting, "As you wish, Count Dooku."
"Until then, Air-general." Dooku parted before he cut the communications between the Decepticon Warship and the Separatist council.
In the Palace of Count Dooku, the Sith lord disconnected communication with the droid like beings that General Grevious had encountered over the Republican home-world. He looked back his separatist allies.
"This is a mistake Count. We cannot trust these…giant droids…" Nut Gunray growled angrily, still not seeing them as anything more than highly advanced droids who were suffering from programming errors.
"But…you cannot deny their advance weaponry and their capability to transform into vehicles of any faction is amazing." The Techno Union official, Wat Tambor stated, still considering what he had seen in his mind.
Gunray turned to the official, "Which is WHY we must destroy and take their technology for our own…"
"There is a saying in the commerce guild: Don't take what you don't understand. Something that the Trade Federation seems to be lacking." The Separatist representative of the Commerce Guild stated snidely to Gunray.
"Gentlemen, please, show our guests some respect; after all they have made a long journey to our galaxy from their home planet." Dooku attempted to quiet the group.
However the Viceroy turned to the count and asked, "You cannot be actually considering of treating them as you would an actual being, Dooku?"
"Oh but I can, Viceroy. I have sensed it. A… spark of life if you will. They are as independent as you and I and we mustn't give up the chance of using technology as advance as what General Grievous just witnessed on Coruscant." Dooku assured as he made his decision.
Viceroy Nut Gunray huffed as he and the other core members of the Separatist council ended their communications. The Sith lord turned to the supreme general of the Droid Army, "General Grievous, expect my solar sailor to meet with your ship as soon as you enter Geonosis space."
"But of course, Count. We will be ready for your arrival." Grievous stated as the general's hologram disappeared.
"Thundercracker, have we reached the planet known as Geonosis?" Obsidian asked from his position. He reentered the bridge from the comms room. Afer they had exited from Hyperspace.
"Yes, General! We're here and will be ready for landing procedure soon." The blue mech called back from the helm. He and his brother-in-arms, Skywarp, began the landing procedure.
Throughout the ship, the cons could feel contact with the planet's surface. The blue seeker turned back to the captain's section, "Touch down on the planet, successful."
"Excellent. Skywarp, open the communication throughout the ship." Obsidian ordered and seeing that the com system was enabled, then began speaking, "Attention, soldiers and officers of the great Decepticon Army. We have landed on a planet to secure an alliance with one of the powers of this unknown galaxy. Although we may seem to become these organic creature's servants, we are merely biding our time until we have all of the information about this galaxy that we need before we show them that no one commands the Decepticons, but only our master. Glory to the Decepticons and Megatron."
Many of the troops, especially those who were fanatically devoted to Megatron, like Lugnut, recited, loudly, "GLORY TO THE DECEPTICONS AND MEGATRON!"
"I require Blitzwing and Demolisher to meet me and Thundercracker at the access port to begin our trek to the Geonosian coliseum." Obsidian ordered as the Air-general ended his transmission throughout the ship. Thundercracker got up and remarked his look-a-like, "You better not do anything to jeopardize this for me, Skywarp. I worked long and hard to get a good command under the Air-general…"
"Yea, yea, relax TC. I'm not like Starscream. And to think that idiot is related to us…" the black and purple colored seeker said as he began working on a "Special project" of his again. Seeing how stupid it was to try and make shapes with the stars was enough to make Thundercracker's optics roll.
Obsidian turned and hovered after Thundercracker as he turned to his consort, "You are in charge until my return."
"Of course." Strika told her consort. She went to fill the air general's position on the ship.
In the hanger was the triple changer-triple personality, Blitzwing with a Decepticon that had an eyepatch like mod over his right optic, red and yellow coloring and shoulder blasters.
"What is taking the General so long…?" Demolisher asked concerned.
"AUGH! WHAT'Z ZIT MATTER IF HE'Z LATE WE ZHOULDN'T EVEN BOTHER WITH ZEM ORGANIC FILTH!" Blitzwing's aggressive personality shouted.
Demolisher glared, "The general ordered it for now. Don't go flying off the handle again, Blitzbrain…"
"YOU ZINK YOU CAN DO ANY BETTER DEMONGLITCH!" Blitzwing roared back.
The two Decepticons were about to fight when the sound of machine gun fire caused them to turn. They noticed smoke issuing from the barrels of a machine gun that belonged to the same general that they served under, "Your useless power struggle does not have any place being on my vessel, nor under my command. You both will do well to remember that…"
"B-b-but…general…Blitzwing he insulted your orders…" Demolisher began, but was pushed out of the way by the triple changer.
"WE ZHOULDN'T EVEN TRY TO WORK WITH ZOEZ ZTINKING ORGANICZ!" Blitzwing shouted, gritting his dentures.
He was silenced as Obsidian raised his weapon servo, "You will do as I command, Blitzwing, if either of your personalities has an issue with our organic colaborators, I highly recommend that you wait until the most logical time to reveal our true colors comes. Do you understand me?"
Blitzwing remained silent. His face turned blue with the visor becoming the monocle like optic lens, and, replied calmly, "Yez, herr general…"
"Wise decision…" Obsidian turned to the door, his digits popping out of his servo.
Without needing to face the blue seeker, Obsidian ordered, "Open the gate and lower the ramp."
"Yes sir." Thundercracker pulled the lever, causing the door to open and the ramp to be lowered.
The four cons began their descent down the rap until Demolisher touched down on the sandy surface, "Uhh…you didn't say that this planet was a wasteland…"
"That information was not given when we made contact with the Confederacy of Independent Systems." Obsidian stated. His rotors kept his tail like servo from touching the sandy terrain.
"Zis remindz me of vhen we launched our attack on ze speedster planet of Velocitron and recruited most of the ZtunticonZ, but lezz of a wasteland and more of a dezert." Blitzwing gave an observational review of the current surrounding.
His face shifted into his insane personality's face as he exclaimed loudly, "Ooh, ooh! I'm gonna build a zand caztle!"
Thundercracker was busy scanning the terrain until, "General Obsidian, I have located our destination several kliks out from our current heading."
"Good work. Well, then, gentlemen shall we go make an alliance?"
With that the four cons started their journey across the sand and rocks of Geonosis.
That was when a sandstorm began blowing strongly against them. Blitzwing's face changed to aggressive red as he roared, "ZIS IZ REDICULOUZ! I'M GETTING ZAND IN MY GEARZ!"
He transformed into the new AAT and sped over the sand thanks to his repulsor lift-engines. The three watched him go; the air general let out a light chuckle, "Who would have believed that Blitzwing would have come up with the most logical solution…"
He transformed as well and followed. Thundercracker and Demolisher looked at each other and did the same.
Standing in the center of the ring was Count Dooku and General Grievous. They were waiting for the Decepticon general to make the alliance official. But because of how they did not trust these mechanical beings, they had placed sniper droids and a squad of Vulture droids ready on stand-by.
Narrowing his eyes, the cyborg general noticed something heading their way and saw four vehicles, one a slated beige and purple AAT and three others. Two of the other vehicles were what he saw during the battle over Coruscant.
"They are here." Grievous informed the count.
"I can see that, General." Dooku told the cyborg. He had sensed their presence with The Force, thanks to their sparks.
"Give me the word, Count, and my droids will destroy them before they can do anything against us." Grievous whispered.
Glancing back at the supreme Droid General, Dooku whispered back, "Do not take any action against them unless I tell you to."
Grievous growled, watching, "Understood."
The four Decepticons arrived and one by one they transformed into their true forms.
Hovering towards them, Obsidian looked down at them and bowed politely, "It is good to see you in person, Count Dooku."
"And you as well, Air-General Obsidian." Dooku bowed in return at the hovering Cybertronian.
"I have taken the logical steps to make sure that I did not run into anything that may be hostile on this planet. Especially since we know nothing about your galaxy." The dark grey, hovering mech stated as he turned to the three soldiers with him.
"You have taken the wisest course of action." Obsidian said turning to the three with him, "Decepticons, introduce yourselves to our new allies."
"Sir!" The yellow and red mech with a purple eye patch stood at attention, "Designation: Demolisher. A proud soldier of the Decepticon Army. No one can get in the way of my cannons or my machine turrets."
"I am Thundercracker, Scientist class. It will be interesting to see how advanced your science is compared to our own." The blue bulky like mech introduced himself in a stoic tone.
The sand-ish and purple Decepticon seemed interested in Grievous as he leaned in, "Curiouz, a perfectly harmoniouz meld between flezh and metal."
His face then changed to red with a visor over his face and a big chin, "YOU DON'T LOOK ZAT TOUGH TO ME, TECHNORGANIC FREAK!"
His face became black with red optics, red mouth and an insane expression, "OOooo LOOK Multiple zervoz; He'z a dancing machine! A-HAHAHA!"
The cyborg growled in retaliation, but the count stopped him before the general could draw his collection of lightsabers. The older human turned to Obsidian for an explanation, "Blitzwing, though a rare talent, is suffering from a fractured personality matrix when he gained the triple changer ability."
"Do any other triple-changers suffer from this, unfortunate, side-effect?"
"Fortunately not. Our lord's second in command, made the necessary steps to prevent it happening again." Obsidian explained.
While the two leaders were speaking, Thundercracker quickly glanced around the stadium as he approached and spoke in Cybertronian, {General, it appears they two have taken steps to make sure that we do not do anything against them.}
Taking a quick scan, Obsidian, {Well done to report this to me. We appear to be not the only ones who can take logical steps in this galaxy.}
Turning back to the human, Obsidian spoke in galactic basic, "I see you have taken steps to ensure that we do not take the illogical steps of betraying you."
Grievous moved to touch the cylinder like objects in his cloak. Dooku raised a hand to stop the cyborg. "It was only a temporary caution, seeing that when you arrived, your ship had attacked our forces as well as the Republic's."
"A mistake on our part. As stated during communications, we did not know which faction would most adequate in forming the most logical choice of an alliance with."
Dooku nodded. He pulled out a data pad, which he then handed to Greivous. The cyborg handed it to the Cybertronians before them. As soon as the pad left his hands, Dooku spoke, "I have taken it upon myself to draft the Confederacy/Decepticon Cooperation Act. However, if you have the need to make any amendments to it, I will be happy to modify it so that this alliance is more beneficial to both sides."
Obsidian had a small port of his armor open up for him to connect with the data pad. With a carefulness that anyone in the galaxy would be surprised of, he slipped the data pad in for him to project the contents of the Act in a large holographic screen; the script had been changed into that of the Cybertronian language in order for the Decepticon general to look over in private as the other three waited.
Grievous had been studying the other three Cybertronians while their leader was busy overlooking the contents of the treaty. Despite their difference in personality and abilities, they all seemed to hold their general in high regards for them to put their difference aside and work together effectively.
He let out an aggravated growl, silently wishing that the Battle droids the cyborg was made supreme general of, would work with this precision and effectiveness.
"Yes…I believe this would be most acceptable on our part." Obsidian stated, making Dooku smile.
"However." Obsidian said, causing Dooku's smile to falter, the Cybertronian continue.
"I am afraid that for anything involving Energon, I must ask you to modify it to state that you hand it over to us as quick as possible. Energon is more than just a fuel for our ships and weapons. It is our life-blood. Without it we would surely perish and would not be able to assist you if your forces met with any Autobots and Republic in the battlefield."
Dooku kept himself calm, pondering the logic of the metal being's worlds. He then said, "That would be acceptable. After all, who would want to keep such proud and powerful warriors from living?"
"And if you wish to use our technology for anything to improve your ships or weaponry then it would need to be agreeable to both parties, so that we are aware of what exactly will be needed to do so." Obsidian stated.
"Very well." Dooku said, calmly. It was more of a reasonable request and would require more finesse in manipulations in getting the Decepticons to agree. Something that the Sith have had practice with for some years.
"Other than those, I do not see anything that would make me go against signing this treaty with your government." Obsidian said. He used his digit to sign the treaty.
Dooku smiled as he watched, pleased to gain powerful allies. Hopefully this would have his master's vision of their victory back on track. He was even offered a tour of the Decepticon vessel to show a fraction of Cybertronian technology.
Some time passed as those on the Separatist council came to Geonosis and boarded the Decepticon vessel. Obsidian gave them a tour of his ship with hover plate forms used so that the council would not need to worry about being stepped on or carried.
"While most Decepticon commanders see their Vehicon troopers as mere cannon fodder, I have worked cycles into making sure that the backbone of the Decepticon army are more dependable than expendable." Obsidian explained, as he gestured to the training room where the visiting Separatists council saw how the Decepticon foot soldiers, or Vehicons, as Obsidian called them, where training to keep their blaster fire as precise as possible. Their action showed cooperation with each other instead of being dimwitted and single minded as the battle droids.
Grievous growled, "If only OUR droid army could show such ingenuity as these."
Dooku and the others looked curiously at the cyborg. A smile formed on the human's face, "You have a point, General Grievous."
The others in the council looked surprised and shocked by this notion. Nute Gunray asked, "He does?"
"Why yes." Count Dooku, moved closer to the computer console and accessed the Separatist's main computer to show schematics of the Battle droids they had made from their separate private droid armies before merging their separate technologies in order to become the army of the Separatists.
Obsidian, coming to the same conclusion, nodded at the many different schematics of the Battle Droids.
The Jedi Council was in a session, discussing with all available Jedi who held the rank of general in the Republic's army. Many were shocked to hear about life outside of their galaxy, others found the Cybertronians as droids, but were convinced when they felt the living force when focusing on the Autobots.
Chancellor Palpatine and Anakin Skywalker were in this meeting as was the commander of the Autobot forces in the Republic.
Kup sitting down on his chair, looked around and said, "Our best course of strategy for when the Decepti-creeps begin their assault on the worlds your armies are in, is having a Autobot with a squad of Auto-Troopers be partnered with each Jedi, to increase efficiency on missions and to increase survival of both our troops at best."
Ki-Adi-Mondi thought the plan through with his hand on his chin as he asked, "Would that not be risky to send many troops throughout the galaxy without a quick means of them to gain the Energon needed to survive?"
"We're doing everything we can to keep the main systems of the Ark online as well as the healing protocols for the stasis pods of our brave soldiers who were damaged in this battle as well as during the war for Cybertron…" Kup stated, regret in his voice as he spoke about those who were left behind in the great exodus.
"As of right now we're working on preserving our troops as we are the main systems. Other systems like the engines or the big guns for now are inoperable until a time we need them." Kup added.
Obi-wan and many of the Jedi could sense the concern and experience that the commander had with the war. And the old Autobot was using so much of his will to keep the grief from overcoming him.
Windu stated, "Unfortunately it is the only plausible plan available to us unless we are able to help create a means for you to keep your energy from failing you and your troops, Commander."
Yoda sat in concentration. Since the arrival of the Autobots and the Decepticons, he felt a disturbance in The Force, great enough that allowed some of the Jedi to foresee future events again. Yoda tried to see the outcome that would give assurance that the Clone Wars would end and the Sith stopped.
Yoda however saw a light blue, similar to the substance known as Energon to the Autobots, taking shape into a humanoid figure of benevolent force. Then, across from the benevolent figure, he saw a bright violet light. The light led to a violet crystal that began to grow into a malevolent figure with two curved horns on its head and shoulders, hatred in its violet eyes.
The two figures looked at each other. The hatred in the antagonizing figure grew as did the sorrow in the other. The two raised their hands and two energies in their respective colors of blue and violet clashed in the space between them. Yoda stared in shock as he saw these two titanic beings fighting.
From within the bolts of energies, the near nine-hundred year old grandmaster saw glimpses of two smaller figures clashing with each other.
Each time they clashed, Yoda could hear voices echoing,
"Megatron! Today you answer for your crimes against Cybertron and against humanity. One shall stand." An echo of a fatherly voice said.
"And one shall fall... You Optimus Prime!" Another voice echoed from the second clash between the two warriors.
"Do you know me... follower of Primus?" A third voice asked, distain in his voice. The moment he heard it, Yoda felt his hair stand on end. Fear crept around his heart from the tone of of the entity's voice. It was as though the Dark Side itself was speaking at this moment.
"Megatron is commanded by NO ONE!" The second voice, Megatron echoed, defyingly. The sheer force of his will caused an impact of wind at Yoda. He couldn't believe someone with this strong of a will could fall prey to darkness.
"You cannot defeat me disciple of Primus. I have transcended physical being! By my will alone, all upon this world shall fall into chaos." The third voice said, though it sounded similar to the Megatron's, but was different.
"Not while I still function Unicron. The power of the Matrix will light our darkest hour!" The first, fatherly voice, Optimus Prime, echoed, his determination allowing him to cause a bright flash of blue light.
"The past shall consume the future. The dead shall consume the living. And chaos shall reign SUPREME!" The third voice, Unicron, roared, even as the light engulfed everything.
When Yoda opened his eyes, everyone in the room turned to him, concerned.
"Is everything all right? Master Yoda?" Chancellor Palpatine asked, concerned. Ever since the eldest Jedi Master had gone into his meditative trance, the minute master had begun jerking his head.
"Yes. Concerned for the future, I am." Yoda assured and began to breathe calmly. The Jedi who heard this looked at each other, concerned.
Feeling left out of the loop, Kup asked, "Begging your pardon, but what just happened?"
Anakin turned and asked, "Do you remember what we said about a Jedi's connection to the force?"
Kup nodded, so Mace Windu elaborated, "The Force also allows those attuned to it to be able to foresee events of the future. But when the Clone Wars began: too much of the Dark side growing, preventing us from being able to uncover the true plot of the Sith."
"I see." Kup said, never having heard of something like this before. To foresee the future; well he knew what Perceptor would say if he heard that. Strategically, it would be a great asset to ending this war and allowing more lives to be saved.
A male Besalisk in Jedi Robes and two uniquely designed lightsabers looked to the hologram of the Autobot commander, "According to the data that you provided to all Republic forces, the Decepticons would never work with us organic beings. What is to say that all you giant droids are not secretly in league with each other, trying to conquer our galaxy in this pretense of war amongst yourselves?"
Yoda narrowed his eyes at the suspicions of a member of the Jedi order, especially when it was a Jedi Master like Pong Krell. However, despite his victories, the high casualty rate seemed to disturb the Jedi grandmaster greatly.
Kup, however, turned his head. He heard someone running on his end of the hologram. Then the Communications Officer of the Autobots, Blaster, came up and said, "Whoa! Listen here first Boss Bot. This news is first rate and not so amused."
He typed in some things until a hologram screen appeared showing of Obsidian, standing near a plate form where Count Dooku and many other beings were.
"Welcome to the Confederacy of Independent Systems." Dooku said, standing in front of the members of his own senatorial parliament. He smiled at up the new, powerful, allies of their government. They seemed a bit more open to the Decepticons being mechanical life-forms more than the Republic government had been to their Cybertronian allies, and not seeing them as giant droids that were highly advanced.
The holograms of the senators who were away and couldn't make it began to clap as did the Senators next to Count Dooku. From the Decepticon side, they did the same, but more as a formality than actual pleasure.
Obsidian looked down at the organic beings below, "Thank you for your appreciated welcome, Count Dooku, I swear on our alliance that the rebels known as Autobots and their allies will end their illogical means of enforcing your citizens to forget themselves. We will insure that they be brought to feel the true justice denied to your peoples."
This speech caused the crowd in the Confederacy to cheer.
"Have you considered which of your people may be chosen to represent you in our Senatorial Parliament?" Dooku asked, knowing that there could only be a few who were qualified for such a position.
Obsidian thought about it before turning to his assembled officers, "Ratbat, present yourself."
A few moments later a data disc shot out into the air and it transformed into a bat like creature which flew before the air general, "Yesss, General?"
"You used to be a member of the high council, representing the Mini-cons on Cybertron before the war broke out due to the Autobots. You are the most logical choice to be our representative." Obsidian stated, looking at the bat Mini-con. When one of his soldiers tried to speak in Cybertronian, he was ordered to be silent by Strika.
Ratbat lowered his head and said, humbly, "You honor me, general. I will not fail."
"That I am most assured of." Obsidian stated, moving out of the way to rejoin his troops.
Ratbat then flew over and landed before the organic beings. He raised his metallic wing as though it was an arm to shake hands, "A pleasure to work with you all."
Dooku looked puzzled, but accepted the hand shake. Seeing the look on his new colleagues' faces, Ratbat looked down and said, "My appearance bothers you…"
"No. Not at all. I am merely curious as to how you came to have this form? Instead of a more humanoid shape for you to be able to talk." Dooku asked, remembering that not all Cybertronians has humanoid like forms.
Ratbat, putting on a very convincing performance, looked away ashamed and stated, "It's all those Autobots' fault. It's because of them starting this war I was stripped of my position as a member of the high council, becoming nothing but a fuel scout. My original form was replaced with this disgrace when I was captured by one of their mad scientists who believed themselves to be similar to Primus, our creator… Because of those Autobots, I lost everything!"
Many of the senators of the Separatists began to feel for the Cybertronian senator. A female with faded green skin tone and what appeared to be plates, like the ones from a Stegosaurus' back, from her bald head. Wearing robes of the Confederate senators, she growled, narrowing her red eyes, "These Autobots are like the Galactic Republic. They're a threat to every intelligent being in the Galaxy!"
A majority of her colleagues all voiced their agreement with her claim. Thanks to this distraction, no one noticed Ratbat smirking from his flawless performance at getting the Separatist senators to rallied together over what happened to him. He was fortunate that his old ally Contrail was able to convince Obsidian to not destroy Ratbat for his actions the last time the Mini-con was with the Lord of the Decepticons.
After they witnessed proof that the Decepticons had begun working with the Separatists, Blaster looked at the Besalisk male and asked, "You got any more objections to our helping you, Gen-er-al Krel?"
Pong Krel narrowed his eyes before turning to Yoda.
Chancellor Palpatine looked worried at the two other leaders and said, "Oh dear… It's what we feared. Our enemies have joined forces."
"Indeed." Yoda said, saddened that more lives would be lost due to this collaboration between the Separatists and Decepticons.
Kup shook his head, "Obsidian is not what you would call a typical Decepticon. He and his consort were known to take logical actions first and do destruction later. And Ratbat's more rat than bat. It was his own scraping choices that caused him to lose his position and his original form when the war broke out."
Anakin was about to make a comment when his communicator began beeping. Turning it on, he asked, whispering, "What is it Rex?"
"Sorry for interrupting your meeting, sir but we're getting a transmission from Naboo for General Yoda and Windu." Rex apologized, causing Anakin to become worried. His evident worry was seen by Obi-wan Kenobi. Before this very meeting, Padme had gone to her home planet when she received a report of Separatist battle droids from the Separatists spotted on Naboo. Anakin began to fear of the possibility that they arrived with Decepticon weapons and technologies.
(So what did you all think of how the two factions from Cybertron gained their allies in this war-torn galaxy? I like honesty but hate summaries of what I wrote to be here.
And if some of you had already guessed it, this took place before the last couple of episodes from the first season of Star Wars: The Clone Wars. And if anyone can guess what situation comes next, they get a prize.
Until then, enjoy your summer.)