Transformers Prime: No Autobots Are Idiots.
Chapter 41: New Superpowers.
(Transformers Prime Universe #192,394,596,203,495,867,019,183, Monday, August 23rd, 2010, Christian's POV...)
It's been about almost two weeks since Hawkmonger rejoined the Decepticons, since the Scraplet infestation, since we averted Makeshift impersonating Wheeljack to infiltrate our base, since we had our new recruits join us one day after Wheeljack first arrived and on the same day he left to find the rest of the Wreckers along with more Autobots to send to Earth, and since we recruited Mahagua, Aciano, Begonia, and Spirittrack, the Allspark in an infant form.
For now, things are normal, including the fact that Smokeedge made good use in using his Mini-Forge along with Solus Prime's help to repair and upgrade the technology of the base even further, along with building lots and lots and lots of defenses against even the likes of the Nemesis.
One could say that the defenses were equal to the defenses and weapons of the Nemesis, the Ark, the Darksyde, the Axalon, the Thunder Arrow, the Peaceful Tyranny, and pretty much other kinds of Autobot, Decepticon, Maximal, and Predacon ships. Particularly among them being Obliterator and Doomsday-class Decepticon warships.
Ratchet was ecstatic, and this was becoming a new thing: every time the Autobots gain another advantage over the Decepticons to utilize someday in the future, Ratchet would metaphorically sing praises towards the originator of such ideas.
At the present time, I was watching Rafael and Jack playing vid games while Miko and Bumblebee were watching me.
Man, I guess the news about me using my powers with Smokeedge and Zeeva Prime's respective permission reaches everyone in the base fast enough to be comparable to a quickly-spreading forest wildfire.
Then, as I started getting bored, I went to the roof of the silo after letting everyone know what I was doing.
I couldn't take any chances in case anyone accidentally surprised me or in case someone thought I was doing something I shouldn't.
I took the elevator to the roof and I looked at the landscape of Jasper, Nevada.
Really, it's at times like these that I take the time to appreciate things like this before it's too late.
Case in point: the outskirts of Jasper leading into the town.
Granted, it's a fictional location not shown on any real world maps in the Quadwal cluster as Vector Prime elegantly called it, but I couldn't help but feel pity for the people that live there.
Pretty soon in the future, unknowingly to them, their homes and their futures there are going to be taken away by the second version of Darkmount, Megatron's official military headquarters in this universe on Cybertron.
In an instant after I finished admiring the view, I noticed that I was standing by Ragebird's former grave mark, his frame having previously had scans of his frame downloaded into Smokeedge's machines that he's successfully used to bring dead Cybertronians back to life, whether as a protoform, or divinely resurrecting them in every way possible which includes de-aging to young adult age and repairing all forms of previous or current damages regardless of severity, or even a combination of both.
Either way, sounds like an invention worthy of notice.
I then pulled out my phone and selected one of my least favorite songs. And it was one of my least favorites because it was literally a sad song.
It was Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd.
Nevertheless, I summoned a steel folding chair, sat down, and I began to sing to the song.
(Third person POV...)
As Christian sang, Lemonette came up to check on him, reminding herself to make sure that he didn't do anything he wasn't supposed to.
After Christian finished, Lemonette reset her vocalizer, and Christian whirled around, adopting a sword-wielding ninja stance while summoning a katana.
Lemonette stood firm, knowing that reaction was coming.
Christian immediately realized who was there and banished his katana before asking, "Lemonette, what's wrong?"
Lemonette answers, "I was checking on you, not just to make sure you didn't do anything stupid, but also to ask if you wanted to go for a little patrol."
Christian replies, "Oh. Okay."
Lemonette then says, "Oh, by the way, I heard you singing."
Christian questions, "Wait, you did?"
Lemonette answers, "Yes, I did, and your singing voice, it was one of the most beautiful things I've ever heard."
Christian replies, "Well, you haven't seen anything yet."
Christian starts playing Street Fighting Man by The Rolling Stones on his phone.
As the song's instrumental beginning started, an illusion happened in front of Lemonette about Terrorcons and Sparkless Cybertronians being sliced and diced, bisected, vivisected, beheaded, dismembered, and so forth by an unknown Cybertronian.
As far as Christian remembers, this Cybertronian looks like a combination of the Generation 1 Optimus Prime, the Generation 1 Ultra Magnus, the Armada Optimus Prime, the RID 2001 Ultra Magnus, the Dark of the Moon Optimus Prime, the Aligned continuity Ultra Magnus, and the Primeverse Optimus Prime from seasons 1-2.
Only thing was that this Cybertronian's paint job was consisted of Kelly green, Princeton Orange, scarlet red, and shadow gray.
The Cybertronian had Optimus' weapons for sure, except that they were a mix between Primeverse Optimus' swords and the Tyran cluster Battle Blades.
Even though his back was turned, he looked like a mix of Optimus Prime and Ultra Magnus if they had been born to the same parents as brothers.
When the last Sparkless was cut down into large and small pieces, another wave of Sparkless and Terrorcons started stalking their way to the Cybertronian.
He turned his swords into Ion Blasters, and he starts unleashing Energon bolts and metal bullets alike.
After downing a few zombies, the bot charges towards the undead army, shooting them one to four at a time.
He then turns his right gun back into his servo, grabs a Sparkless by the head, blasts its arms and legs off, and then blasts its head clean off, the head disintegrating from being shot off at close range.
The male Cybertronian shot more shots at the undead army, aiming for their heads and spark chambers respectively with Energon bolts and armor piercing rounds.
After the last Terrorcon and the last Sparkless went offline, the Cybertronian backed off and went to leave the area, but then he looked up at the sky full of stars when a big Terrorcon three times the size of the others landed in the center of the area.
Then the Terrorcon charged towards the mech with one goal in mind: to kill him.
The mech fires off a few shots at the Terrorcon's optics, taking them out and making the zombie roar in pain as it tried to regain its sight.
Then the mech transformed into a truck.
It had a nose, yes, but it didn't look like a Peterbilt.
He slams into the zombie's right leg and then his left leg, bringing the zombie down on his back.
Next, he transforms into a fighter reconnaissance jet that was much bigger than even Megatron's jet mode.
The jet went into the sky and then divebombed towards the zombie, firing lasers, bullets, and missiles.
This created a dust storm, but in the end, the zombie was dead, and the unknown Cybertronian stood triumphant in robot mode.
The mech slides off his battle mask and looks at Lemonette.
Then he gives her a warm smile, making Lemonette smile back, even though it was a little forced and awkward.
When Lemonette got a much better view, she was right about the mech not being Optimus or Ultra Magnus, except that his shoulders had much smaller pads, the sides of his head were a little bigger, the front of his head was smaller, his head was gray instead of blue, and his optics were a Blue Yonder color.
Then, as Christian finished singing, the illusion disappeared.
Christian questions, "So, what do you think?"
Lemonette replies, "Um... that was... uh... exhilarating."
Soon, they went on patrol, and after finding some of the others there except for Optimus, Christian gave them a show by playing an illusion of Optimus himself emerging triumphant against Megatron as a Unicron-esque Galvatron.
To say they were impressed was saying something.
And now, things were happy once again.
The End.
(Author's notes: See you all in chapter 42: Convoy.)
