Transformers Prime: No Autobots Are Idiots

by bigvic150

In this story, we take a new direction in which Optimus Prime's Lieutenant Commander, some of the other transformatted humans, and the Nightowl Trines rely on their similarly different origins, including Smokeedge being a Cybertronian first, a Quadwal Cluster human second, and back again, to ensure that the Autobots make smarter choices. Enjoy this as best as possible!

22. Starting Point

Transformers Prime: No Autobots Are Idiots.

Chapter 22: Starting Point.

(Quadwal cluster Earth 192,182,834,756, Wednesday, October 26th, 2039, first person POV...)

I said to my cousins, "I love the smell of cookies baking in the oven."

We were currently baking a double batch of Halloween themed chocolate chip sugar cookies for a Halloween party we were invited to. Yeah, we love to celebrate Halloween despite the legends surrounding it.

My younger cousin Catherine replies, "Same here, cos. True, baking cookies is hard work and is not the type of work for lazy people, but it's a whole lotta fun nevertheless. And the best part is, because we're baking another double batch tomorrow, we get to indulge in at least three cookies for each of us before the Halloween party."

My second younger cousin Arrietta replies, "Yes, that's true, Catherine. But all the same, I still can't believe that even though we're adults, we still celebrate Halloween."

I rolled my eyes fondly as I said, "Really? This again? We've been over this nine hundred and sixty-seven times."

Now Arrietta looked sheepish for bringing that old topic up, again.

My name is Margaret Smith, and my friends call me Shades because of my tendency to wear sunglasses even on rainy days if I ever think that the leftover sunlight behind the clouds might get to me. I'm currently 30 years old, while my younger cousins Catherine Brown and Arrietta Wilson are respectively 27 years old and 19 years old. We all live in a small town southeast of New York State, just a few houses and streets apart.

Just then, Arrietta asks me with her adorable Puss In Boots eyes, "Hey, Shades, when we finish, can we finish watching Transformers Rescue Bots Academy on your laptop?"

I laughed as she got closer and began tickling me until I said, "Okay, we'll watch the final episodes of Rescue Bots Academy after we finish."

If you couldn't tell by now, we were die-hard Transformers fans. Just like those You Tubers on You Tube who did video reviews of the toys, the pieces of media, and so forth about Transformers.

It was to the point where, in private, we addressed each other by our Cybertronian names which we came up with.

Catherine is Platinum, Arrietta is Meltcircuit, and I am Shadeskulker.

But oddly enough, when we came up with our Cybertronian names, a symbol similar to the Autobot symbol began to manifest in our minds as well as a name of a group of Cybertronians called the Darknesstrappers.

I remembered my Cybertronian life in the Transformers Prime universe, but as for my cousins, I really don't think that they remember.

Just then, I was drawn out of my thoughts when the oven dinged.

We got out our oven mitts and the pot holders before I opened the oven and took out the first batch of cookies.

Just then, Arrietta asks, "Think it might rain later on tonight?"

I checked my phone's weather app and I answered, "Nope. It's mostly clear skies going into the morning hours tomorrow."

And after putting the cookies on the cooling wired racks – we thankfully don't have any pets that can try to eat the cookies without knowing about the oh-so-poisonous-to-them chocolate so we're in the clear – I said, "Now, let's get going; we got a date with the Rescue Bots."

And with that, we went on to watch the final episodes of Rescue Bots Academy.

Overall, I have to say... ... ...not exactly the best ending to a specific continuity family for a superhero franchise. But since the sales for the Transformers Prime, Rescue Bots, RID 2015, and Rescue Bots Academy toys combined with the directions of the storylines didn't exactly satisfy most fans, let's just say Hasbro needs to come up with something better if they want to avoid Transformers getting shut down for good.

After we finished at 9:45, we all went to sleep after brushing our teeth and after showering in the first three different bathrooms my current residence has.

It didn't take long before we each fell asleep in our various bedrooms, and I was in my own bedroom.

But unbeknownst to the three of us, our phone screens turned on... and the Autobot symbol began flickering.

(Dreamland, Margaret's POV...)

When I opened my eyes for the first time since last morning, I saw I was standing with my cousins in space with a billion or so stars glowing all around us.

My cousins and I were thinking the same thing: what in the blazes?

We noticed we were standing upright, and the ground appeared to be camouflaged since we can still see the same star-filled darkness of space below us.

Catherine asks, "Where are we?"

I shrugged as I didn't know.

I then starting taking cautious steps forward, with the others following me.

But before we could get very far, if it was even possible, a bright Allspark blue spherical circle appeared.

We covered our eyes from the intense brightness, and then the light dimmed to a point where we can tolerate the light.

When we lowered our hands and/or arms, we were in shock.

Because standing right in front of us was none other than the Transformers Prime iteration of Alpha Trion, in his popular and easily recognizable Generation 1 paint job. And if that wasn't enough of a shock, when he addressed us, he sounded like his Transformers Prime incarnation with some mixed traces of his original Generation 1 self during his first appearance in the Generation 1 episode The Search For Alpha Trion.

The Big A says, "You appear to be shocked."

I said back, "Alpha Trion, is that you?"

Alpha Trion replies with a small chuckle, "I see you know who I am, young one."

I replied back, "Yes, I do. In fact, I remember wholeheartedly my original Cybertronian life, but I can't say the same for my two cousins here."

Alpha Trion frowns at that as he asks, "So, Meltcircuit and Platinum do not remember?"

Arrietta and Catherine look at each other before thinking hard about the first and only memory of being Cybertronian that they could remember.

And then, a memory played out in front of us.

"We are the Darknesstrappers. We hunt down, trap, and destroy those we call Humongs. Humongs are Cybertronians corrupted and turned into mutants by Dark Energon, and they are highly dangerous to the public. We are the only ones trained and equipped enough to handle them permanently, and now we will train all of you to do the same. The training is long-term, intense, and most arduous. If you do not feel like you are able to go through with it, you may leave and the rest will stay."

A mech that was most likely the commander or lieutenant said that.

I believe his name was Tearscore.

He was mostly black with yellow on his pedes, servos, and helm, he had yellow optics as befitting Neutrals who refused to take part in the war between Autobots and Decepticons, and he looked like he can turn into a military jet. We even saw his Darknesstrapper symbol on his chestplate and on his wings.

As I looked around, I saw forty-nine of us in total, and I saw everyone stay in place, myself and my cousins included.

And thus, the training to get rid of those Unicron tainted mutants commenced.

Then the memory ended.

Platinum asked as we briefly returned to our Cybertronian forms, "So, how will we regain our memories, Alpha Trion?"

The master archivist answers, "I believe that Smokeedge's new invention, the Instant Memory Revival Machine, will be able to help with that. It works like a Remembering Dust version of the Amnesia Dust from human fictional entertainment such as the Tooth Fairy film from the year 2009."

We were shocked before pure joy spread across our faces.

But then, Arrietta asks, "And how will we be able to return to our Cybertronian forms?"

Alpha Trion grinned this time as he revealed, "Our Reformatting Module that we managed to retrieve from a previously unknown location will be able to assist in that regard. Of course, if you three wish, you can even become techno-organics with the ability to switch between your human forms and your natural Cybertronian forms at will."

I replied on our respective behalf before I asked the big question, "We'll take that offer, Alpha. But if you don't mind me asking, and I know this is gonna be a tough question to remember the answer to, but do you have any details on what had happened to the three of us?"

Alpha Trion answers, "All I know is that the three of you were kidnapped. I am afraid I indeed do not know who was responsible or what their purpose for kidnapping you was. But I have been searching for the three of you throughout the veils of the outside of the Cybertronian Multiverse. And now I finally found you after three million years of searching and trial and error ever since before and after the Ark and the Nemesis left Cybertron thanks in part to Grimlock destroying Shockwave's Space Bridge tower."

We shuddered as we remembered that detail from the Transformers Fall of Cybertron video game, and the fact that Shockwave actually had his left arm bitten off and eaten by Grimlock in his dino mode actually made a whole lot of sense when we later saw Shockwave survive and start using his cannon arm even after upgrading his frame to a tank Grounder look.

And judging by the cringe in Alpha Trion's face, it seemed he read our minds to find out what we were thinking, although even I never would've guessed that in some ways, the Primes before Optimus would actually have some form of telepathic mind reading like our creator, Primus.

Catherine then asks, "So, will we be going back to the Transformers Prime universal cluster we were sparked from?"

Alpha Trion answers, "Yes, young one, you will be going back there. And the best part is, since I have managed to survive the fall of Cybertron as well as survive the siege of the Hall of Records and the brief Sharkticon invasion of Cybertron that nearly claimed the lives of even Devastator and Omega Supreme, and since I managed to rendezvous with the entire Ark crew and join them on the journey to Earth, I will be seeing you three in real life perspective, as it were."

We chuckled at that, as we knew what he meant in his wording.

Alpha Trion then continues saying, "I have already alerted Optimus Prime and the other Autobots that I will be using part of Primus' power to send you three into the city of Jasper where Optimus will be taking you back to our primary base."

I then asked, "And what's going to happen to our human family unit and friends?"

Alpha Trion smiled slightly sadly as he answered, "Their universal copies in our universe will reunite with you after they have been caught up on recent events, but their original counterparts in your universe will not notice you are gone, for it will be as if you are in a parallel universe version of your home where you were never born as humans. It will be like a fictional superhero traveling to a parallel timeline version of their native universe where they were never born and thus never achieved the great things in their superhero lives."

I took only a half minute to grieve along with my cousins before Arrietta asked, "Can we please bring some supplies with us to our home universe?"

Alpha Trion answered as we were brought back to our apartment, "Gather all that you will require, and I will help to provide the rest of it in great abundance, but remember, time is of the essence."

We nodded before we took out our respective six large duffel bags and two ginormous suitcases and then rolling up our forty pairs of pants, our sixty shirts, and enough undergarments to last for months if not half a year, as well as our laptops, our phones, our tablets, our backups, our chargers, our backup chargers, our USB drives, our backup drives, our wallets with our identification, debit, insurance, business, and credit cards, our birth certificates, our driver licenses, our cards with passwords, our Social Security cards, our keys for anything that Alpha Trion secretly upgraded, our nearly unlimited money at ninety-nine googol dollars, and our emergency cash, our pens and pencils, our Sharpies, our white outs, our hair brushes, our toothbrushes, our hair dryers, our toothpastes, our pre-shampoo treatments, our shaving razors, our medical kits, our shaving liquids, our various Bibles – we're religious, just like sixty-four percent of United States citizens. Sue us for all we care – our towels, our shampoos, our bars of soap, our bottles of hand soap, our bottles of moisture lotions, our bottles of sunscreen if any Autobots take us to a beach, our collapsible gym exercise pieces, our emergency clothes, our other hygiene products, our journals, our Transformers Exiles, Exodus, and Retribution novels, our Transformers War for Cybertron, Fall of Cybertron, Rise of the Dark Spark, Universe 2012, Online 2012, Movieverse 2007, Revenge of the Fallen, Dark of the Moon, and Devastation video games, our comic books, kiddie books, novels, DVDs and VCR tapes about Transformers Generation 1, Transformers Headmasters, Transformers Super-God Masterforce, Transformers Return of Convoy, Transformers Victory, Transformers Zone, Transformers Beast Wars, Transformers Beast Wars Neo, Transformers Beast Wars II, Transformers Beast Machines, Transformers Robots in Disguise 2001, Transformers Armada, Transformers Energon, Transformers Cybertron, Transformers IDW 2005 Generation 1, the live action films, Transformers Animated, Transformers Prime, Transformers Rescue Bots, Transformers RID 2015, Transformers Go, Transformers Adventure, Transformers Rescue Bots Academy, the War for Cybertron Trilogy, and so forth on all things about Transformers, and our other electronics that we can carry.

And the last things we grabbed were our photo albums.

We put on our duffel bags and/or carried them as we took one last look at our bedrooms before going to Alpha Trion's ethereal sparked spirit.

Catherine then says, "Okay, sir. We're ready."

Alpha Trion replies, "Very well. Good to hear. I bid you three farewell until we actually see each other in person, Shadeskulker, Platinum, and Meltcircuit."

And in that instant, we were bathed in light and then everything went dark.

(Transformers Prime Universe #192,394,596,203,495,867,019,183, Sunday, June 27th, 2010, Margaret's POV...)

I moaned in relieved exhaustion as I woke from my sleep.

The first thing I noticed was the birds chirping and flapping their wings to fly as well as the very cool breeze that kissed my skin like if I was taking a cool shower.

When I fully opened my eyes and got the sleepiness out of them, I saw that was lying down on a bench underneath a good-sized wild berry tree.

I asked myself, "Ugh. Hoo. Where am I?"

I got up and I saw my cousins fully awakened underneath the tree.

We got up and dusted ourselves off before taking our duffel bags, thankful that nobody tried to steal them.

We glanced around before I pointed out a sign that said, "Jasper's Wade Park."

I was astonished, and so were my cousins; we were in the Jasper, Nevada, "the entertainment capital of the world." The very town in the state of Nevada that doesn't even exist in the Quadwal cluster, according to meticulous internet research.

As we mulled over Alpha Trion's words, we spotted a parking lot.

Then, my heart beat rapidly in excitement as I spotted the actual, bonafide Optimus Prime and pointed him out to Catherine and Arrietta.

He saw us looking and flashed his headlights at us.

We grabbed the rest of our travel gear and made our way to him.

We stopped a few respectable feet from the grill with the Autobot symbol; even Optimus deserves his personal space.

I asked, "Optimus, is that you?"

Optimus was silent before he asked in response, "Is it really you, Shadeskulker, Platinum, and Meltcircuit?"

Catherine answers, "Yes, it's us, but we were turned into humans by unknown factors and transported to the Quadwal cluster, the universal cluster where the Transformers and everything about them are fictional, and me and Meltcircuit lost our memories of our Cybertronian lives. But Alpha Trion said Smokeedge's Instant Memory Revival Machine may be the solution to that problem."

Optimus replies, "I am sorry to hear that, but I am glad that Smokeedge invented that machine with his Mini-Forge a week and a half ago. But I believe it is best that we return to our base."

Optimus opens his passenger door, and we climbed inside.

We climbed into the seats, noticing that Optimus had rear seats like his Age of Extinction counterpart, both the Evasion version and the normal version after scanning that other truck.

The door closed and Optimus buckled us up.

Optimus starts up his engine and then he pulled out of the lot before driving towards the base, respecting the need for discretion and respecting the speed limit.

Several minutes after that, Arrietta asks, "So, Alpha Trion notified you guys about us?"

Optimus answers, "He did. And he and Vector Prime collaborated everyone else's stories about the Quadwal cluster being the only universal cluster in the Cybertronian Multiverse where our people and all affiliated allies and enemies alike are fictional."

Arrietta replies, "Oh. I see."

Catherine then asks, "So, what information about us did you and the Big A give to the rest of the troops?"

Optimus slightly chuckled at the wording before he answered, "We gave '"the rest of the troops"' all of the details, and though they were in disbelief, that gave way to shock when Vector Prime collaborated our claims with visual evidence. And we knew in an instant that they recognized you."

I asked, "Is this because our faces and voices are the exact same as our Cybertronian voices and faceplates even though we look human?"

Optimus answers, "Yes. I remember you being as smart as Ratchet, Perceptor, Megatron, Shockwave, Soundwave, Knock Out, Ultra Magnus, and myself put together."

I chuckled at that as I replied, "Well, even though I was born human, it wasn't until my eleventh birthday that I regained my Cybertronian memories and my Cybertronian intellect which then merged with my human intellect."

Optimus rumbled his engine in understanding.

I then said, "I know this is the first time saying it, but I really missed you, Orion."

Optimus replies, "And I missed you as well, Shades."

Optimus slightly tightened my seatbelt in a close enough equivalent of a comforting hug.

It was in the midst of the hug that the three of us realized our lives as humans will be partially coming to an end when we get to Outpost Omega One.

And, like Catherine and Arrietta as I can tell from their faces, I'm somewhat glad. It's time to aid the Autobots in ending this war, bringing peace between Autobots, Decepticons, Maximals, and Predacons, restoring Cybertron to it's full glory which involves using the Omega Lock to revive Primus' original spark, and using the rest of the cyber-matter to restore back to normal every single city on Primus' planet mode including the Sea of Rust.

And it's also time to help our fellow transported and transformatted humans to hopefully save those who didn't deserve to die.

And if Megatron's change of heart doesn't happen? Well, it'd be a matter of singling out every Starscream style traitor, every Lugnut style loyalist, every Soundwave and Cyclonus style loyalist and lieutenant, and every other category of leftover Decepticons to prevent a Second Great War, as well as ensuring we have response teams in place to deal with Steeljaw and the other Decepticon inmates of the Alchemor upon its crash-landing.

I just hope we're not too late.

The End.

(Author's notes: See you all in chapter 23: New Home.)