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selanaris · 5 years ago
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Sparkeater au, What happen after optimus's paint flaked off? Also what elita's reaction to orion?
Under the paint, he is almost completely gray, he basically looks one step from death, it unnerves everyone who isn't used to it, so Optimus works to keep it on daily, but human paint isn't as durable.
Elita has become quiet and almost demanding, especially with her immense hate for organics, finding Optimus made her cry, which no one has ever seen her do since she became the cold sparked femme she is today after Archa Seven. But Optimus still playing the, "who's Optimus, I'm Orion" card, Elita takes him back to her ship and tries to "fix" Optimus, Optimus doesn't want to because she could find out what he is. So an almost comedic moment of Elita chasing down Optimus around the city, Until she loses him and makes a promise to save her friend.
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tigressaofkanjis · 3 years ago
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Transformers as Pokémon: TFA Edition
TFA Autobots:
Optimus Prime – Fighting/Steel
Bullet Punch, Aura Sphere, Iron Defense, Low Kick
Ratchet – Grass/Electric
Protect, Aromatherapy, Spark, Discharge
Bulkhead – Ground/Rock
Bulldoze, Endure, Rock Slide, Take Down
Bumblebee – Electric
Thunder Shock, Helping Hand, Rising Voltage, Electric Terrain
Prowl – Grass/Psychic
Leaf Blade, Energy Ball, Reflect, Zen Headbutt
Jazz – Fighting/Psychic
Low Sweep, Calm Mind, Psycho Cut, Night Slash
Ultra Magnus – Electric/Steel
Steel Roller, Thunder, Thunderbolt, Body Press
Rodimus Prime- Fire
Fire Spin, Fire Blast, Taunt, Focus Energy
Arcee – Water/Fairy
Draining Kiss, Heal Pulse, Aqua Ring, Hydro Pump
Omega Supreme – Flying/Steel
Swagger, Iron Defense, Brave Bird, Hurricane
Sentinel Prime – Normal
Tri-Attack, Double Edge, Protect, Swords Dance
Ironhide – Steel
Iron Head, High Horsepower, Flash Cannon, Iron Defense
Blurr – Fire/Steel
Will-O-Wisp, Metal Claw, Fire Spin, Extreme Speed
Alpha Trion – Psychic
Psycho Shift, Future Sight, Rest, Psybeam
Elita One – Ghost
Spectral Thief, Disable, Foul Play, Poltergeist
Wasp – Electric/Dark
Aura Wheel, Thunder Wave, Electroweb, Nasty Plot
Wreck-gar – Normal/Psychic
Substitute, Stored Power, Wonder Room, Confusion
Red Alert – Grass/Ice
Ice Shard, Ingrain, Hail, Weather Ball
Hot Shot – Fire/Fighting
Fire Punch, Flare Blitz, Reversal, Will-O-Wisp
Brawn – Fighting
Cross Chop, Seismic Toss, Bulk Up, Strength
Perceptor – Fairy/Psychic
Psybeam, Power Swap, Yawn, Misty Explosion
Longarm Prime – Poison/Fairy
Poison Gas, Play Rough, Assurance, Venoshock
Yoketron – Psychic
Expanding Force, Psychic Fangs, Future Sight, Morning Sun
Jetfire – Flying/Fire
Acrobatics, Fly, Flamethrower, Flame Charge
Jetstorm – Flying/Water
Air Slash, Wing Attack, Aqua Jet, Mirror Move
Safeguard – Flying
Sky Attack, Giga Impact, Hurricane, Dual Wingbeat
Cliffjumper – Fighting/Rock
Power-Up Punch, Detect, Focus Punch, Stone Edge
Grimlock – Fire/Dragon
Blue Flare, Fire Blast, Outrage, Brutal Swing
Snarl – Rock/Ground
Rock Wrecker, Smack Down, Scorching Sands, Stomping Tantrum
Swoop – Flying/Dragon
Tailwind, Screech, Air Slash, Dragon Rush
TFA Decepticons:
Megatron – Fighting/Steel
Sacred Sword, Quick Guard, Metal Burst, Flash Cannon
Lugnut – Dragon/Steel
Doom Desire, Iron Defense, Hyper Beam, Draco Meteor
Blitzwing – Ice/Flying
Ice Beam, Defog, Freeze-Dry, Aerial Ace
Hothead – Fire/Flying
Incinerate, Burn Up, Fly, Sky Attack
Random – Poison/Flying
Sludge Bomb, Air Cutter, Haze, Venom Drench
Starscream – Dark/Flying
Hyper Voice, Foul Play, Overheat, Air Slash
Blackarachnia – Bug/Ghost
Leech Life, Shadow Claw, Spectral Thief, Disable
Swindle – Dark/Poison
Acid Spray, Sucker Punch, Thief, Leer
Lockdown – Dark
Throat Chop, Payback, Smokescreen, Nasty Plot
Blackout – Ground/Flying
Earthquake, Giga Impact, Defog, Sand Tomb
Strika – Fighting/Rock
Torment, Superpower, Stone Edge, Bulk Up
Scrapper – Ground
Smack Down, Drill Run, Round, Roar
Mixmaster – Ground/Steel
Dig, Heavy Slam, Mud Shot, Sandstorm
Shockwave – Poison/Ghost
Corrosive Gas, Venoshock, Night Shade, Phantom Force
Soundwave – Normal
Screech, Metronome, Hyper Voice, Wild Charge
Slipstream – Steel/Flying
Smart Strike, Body Slam, Iron Defense, Acrobatics
Thundercracker – Electric/Flying
Zap Cannon, Drill Peck, Eerie Impulse, Volt Switch
Skywarp – Psychic/Flying
Aeroblast, Reflect, Hypnonsis, Dream Eater
Sunstorm – Fire/Flying
Mystical Fire, Sunny Day, Gust, Fire Spin
Ramjet – Grass/Flying
Giga Drain, Bounce, Synthesis, Substitute
Cyclonus – Psychic/Ice
Icicle Crash, Thrash, Psystrike, Blizzard
Spittor – Poison
Sludge Wave, Acid Armor, Smog, Explosion
Oil Slick – Poison/Dark
Toxic Spikes, Scary Face, Dark Pulse, Poison Jab
Waspinator – Electric/Bug
Bug Buzz, Gastro Acid, Thunder, Rising Voltage
Let me know what your guy's team would be if you had to choose one from these bots.
My team would probably be Elita One, Omega Supreme, Arcee, Soundwave, Wreck-Gar, and Grimlock. I feel like that would be a sturdy force to be reckoned with.
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amosbrittany · 5 years ago
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Shattered chapter 2
Disclaimer : I don’t own Transformers Animated or any characters for that matter.
Notes : I haven’t done fanfiction, let alone TF based, in ages. And never for TFA, So I don’t really know what the hell I’m doing but what the hell, I’m going for it. lol I took quite a few liberties, pulling bits from various continuities to build this sucker.
Warnings : I have a tendency to put characters through hell. A bit of Bumblebee/Blitzwing this chapter. Eventual Optimus/Sentinel, Megatron/Ultra Magnus, Jazz/Prowl and Ratchet/Pharma.
Summary : The road to hell is paved with good intentions, but Sentinel’s latest stunt might just kill them all…or worse.
Getting Decepticons to divulge anything of worth was a chore in of itself, but trying to get them to talk after a solar cycle's toil in the Nucleon Mines was downright impossible.
After what happened at the outpost on the Fringes, the team stationed there had been recovered and samples of the mystery substance had made its way to the Ministry of Science for study. Landfill and Broadside had also been full of the malevolent purple stuff and just as insane and violent. It had taken some work, but they had taken them down and their bodies too were taken to the Ministry. It was unclear what they were dealing with. Leftover notes from past teams left them little to go by. However, Optimus felt there was some merit in Pharma's observation concerning the Decepticons and their aversion to the asteroid. They knew something and he needed to find out what before he sent anyone else back out there.
The team had tried the upper crust of Megatron's troops, expecting them to have valuable information. He was certain they did, yet they refused cooperation. The only one who didn't wax on about their leader's glory or Autobot scum this, we will tell you nothing that was Blitzwing, who seemed somewhat interested in talking. It was uncertain if he could meet the triple-changer's demands though. He wanted a pardon in some form, anything to get out of the mines really. The labor aside, he didn't seem to care much for the attention he was garnering from some of the guards. He also mentioned their penchant for making prisoners fight with one another with their rations on the line. They were all details Optimus found quite unsettling. Even if he couldn't have the triple-changer relocated, he made a vow to look further into the allegations. Cyclonus had quite a bit to say himself, but a great deal of it was cryptic and eerie sounding nonsense with death being a very prominent part of it all.
He had considered speaking with Megatron  himself, but the Prime decided against it. It was better to let the tyrant languish in solitary where he was, rather than him anything to work against them somehow. It wouldn't be surprising given his wicked intelligence and manipulative nature.
Awaiting word from Alpha Trion on whether Blitzwing's request would be acceptable in any way, they moved on to question the grunts. For the most part, all they had to offer was that there were orders to avoid many of the asteroids that littered the ring of the Fringes, suggesting the one they had set the base on was one of many. Yet the why, that was still a mystery. Their superiors hadn't felt it necessary to tell them more than what was needed : if you value your spark, you won’t touch down on one.
"Well, that was a waste of time, bossbot." Bumblebee huffed as they waited at the entrance to the mines for word from the current Magnus. "And the only ones we can get anything out of are the screwiest ones of the lot."
"Blitzwing can be coherent." Optimus paused, a moment of uncertainty flickering on his faceplate. "When he wants to be."
"Kinda funny he thinks the guards are out for his aft." Bulkhead snorted.
The Prime didn't quite agree. Decepticons like Blitzwing and the Seekers weren't unappealing even by their standards as Autobots. They were just significantly larger. The only thing that made the triple-changer unattractive was that borderline demonic face he showed from time to time. Otherwise, his dominant personality had a comely face, his voice silvery which turned raucous when his fiery side flared up and his frame shapely for a large war-mech. It wasn't a surprise he had some unwanted attention, he was sure the Seekers had their fair share as well. "Whether they are or not, no one deserves that. He's a prisoner, entirely at their mercy and he has rights. Even if we can't get him relocated, I'm going to be looking into the matter."
<Optimus Prime.> The sagely voice of Alpha Trion sounded over the comm-link.
<Yes, sir?>
<In regards to Blitzwing's...request. I will permit a brief respite from the mines for consideration of defection and reform. Should he accept, he will be pardoned and placed under a team's command with limitations. Should he refuse, he will return to working the mines. That is all.>
The elder was brief and his tone clipped as he gave his answer, disconnecting soon after leaving Optimus no room to question or argue. He supposed it was better than what he actually expected, although he had a feeling Blitzwing would not be fond of the idea of defecting. It was hard to blame him. All those who defected from the Decepticon ranks were placed on the list of the Decepticon Justice Division and eventually hunted down for their treasonous turn. With Megatron locked up, he had no idea if that would be the case, but no Con would take the chance. If for whatever reason he wound up under Sentinel's command, that was hardly much better than throwing him into the slag pits. They might as well ship him off and drop him right at Tarn's doorstep for all the good it would do the triple-changer. 'Maybe I can determine who he gets assigned to at the very least...I was planning on getting Bee his own team for the Earth assignment...'
The mid-solar shift was at its end and the graveyard shift were filing their way into the mines as the others filed out. Normally the Cons looked somewhat dejected on their way back to Trypticon, but it seemed their questionings had riled the group up. Lugnut was bellowing accolades for his master as they marched and Strika carried herself proudly. Bringing up the rear was the triple-changer they had their sights set on and his dark visage looked back at them excitedly, as if hoping for some promising news. "We'll take Blitzwing from here for some final questions." Optimus stepped up, stopping him and the guard herding him and the Cons along at the rear. Strika and Lugnut turned.
"Do not tell zhem anyzhing, Blitzwing. Zhat is an order!" Strika snarled menacingly.
Lugnut howled at him as well. "DO NOT TURN ON THE MASTER! HE WILL RISE FROM THE ASHES AND LEAD US TO VICTORY! DEATH TO THE AUTOBOTS! ALL HAIL LORD MEGATON!!"
Blitzwing's visage reddened as he let out an annoyed growl. "Jou shut jour intake for five fragging cycles OR I VILL SMASH JOUR SKID PLATES IN, JOU-!" A fierce giggle split the air. "-One eyed, one track, flying purple proton eater! EHEEHEEHEE!"
Much to the Prime's shock, the three attempted to lunge at each other, the two juggernauts against the berserker. Clearly tensions had escalated within the faction since their incarceration, seemingly to the point even the higher ranks were brimming with dissent. That was somewhat promising. While Optimus and Bulkhead took the Con's arms and Bumblebee pushed on his abdomen as guards wrestled the other two down, they kept the three apart as they directed him to the interrogation cells. Once out of sight of the others and the guards, Blitzwing settled down, grudgingly walking with them in silence. They stepped into the room, the SIC across the metal table from him while Bulkhead and Bumblebee flanked the Decepticon in case he attempted something. Blitzwing folded his hands together, wrists bound in stasis cuffs for added measure, regarding Optimus calmly. "Vell...?"
"Well." Optimus cleared his vocalizer, wary of how the offer would be taken. "Alpha Trion is willing to give you something of a break from the mines for information on the asteroids of the Fringes. But that's pretty much it. It's either you denounce the Decepticons and join us, or you stay where you are. The most I can influence would probably be who you get stuck with and of course, investigating your claims of harassment."
Blitzwing frowned, briefly appearing close to losing his temper for a klik before he seemed to rein it in. His gaze shifted down, eyeing the table with a cold intensity. Optimus had a feeling he was weighing the consequences and the perks, maybe even considering escape under the pretense of joining them. That was certainly a possibility, but of course the question there was always, what would he do then? The Decepticons that mattered were all under lock and key, those that remained were splinter groups scattered across the edges of the universe. "I..." Blitzwing began, his gaze never leaving the table. "I vill have to give zhat some consideration. I know jou understand zhat."
That wasn't very surprising so he nodded. "Okay. I do. I understand. Now the asteroids...?"
"...Zhey have a peculiar substance in zhem zhat vorks like, eh oh, zhe nucleon? Or Nuke? But vorse. Our scientists have vorked vizh it for some time, a long time ago. But it's very volatile. It's like energon but wrong. Zhe tests showed it made jou stronger, faster, more powerful but aggressive too. Zhey usually vent feral und died from zhe exposure to zhe stuff. Und never let it near a carcass. Zhat’s even vorse." Blitzwing explained casually. What he told them sounded exactly like what happened to Huffer, who had attacked Sentinel and Pharma in some frenzied state after being exposed. "Zhey decided it did more harm zhen good for zhe var effort zo ve avoid it. Ve alvays found it funny you Autobots built over zhe stuff like idiots."
"You're the idiot." Bumblebee poked his arm with his stinger.
"No, jou are!" The Con giggled at him.
"Any idea where this stuff came from?" Optimus pressed.
"Cyclonus alvays zaid it came from zhe 'heart of darkness und zhe root of all evil'. Und I vould take vhat he says a little serious if I vas jou. He's seen zhings. Odd zhingz. Ve even vonder vhere he came from at times...As for vhere, he said zhe asteroids came from a great battle in zhe Vok territories zhat hurled the asteroids far und vide. Vhat zhat battle vas, he never really zaid. Only it vas something ancient and terrible." The Decepticon’s face flipped again and he gave him a giddy, fanged smile. "Und zhat's all I know about zhat!"
It was certainly more than they knew before, so Optimus was grateful for the Decepticon's cooperation. What they had learned though troubled him deeply. If it was something that repelled even the Cons when clearly using it against them would be advantageous, then they were going to have to figure out what to do about the base in question and whether they could set about destroying the asteroids harboring the foul stuff. "Let's get you back to your cell then. You'll have the next deca-cycle to consider Alpha Trion's offer."
Blitzwing's jagged maw turned down in a frown, clearly not pleased with the idea. He wasn't sure if the triple-changer had expected much else. They led him from the interrogation rooms back to his cell where to his surprise, Sentinel was waiting for them. "I was wondering where the delinquent prisoner went but they told me you were questioning him?" Sentinel eyed Blitzwing warily.
Although some part of him wanted to be happy to see him, his old friend always led to unpleasant things in one form or another. "What are you doing here?" Optimus frowned.
"Guard duty till they refill my roster. Apparently they're not keen on letting that infernal outpost go, despite the weird scrap that just went down. Relocate it for Primus’s sake at least...And before you ask, Pharma is keeping the old coot on Omega Supreme company." Grabbing Blitzwing's elbow roughly, he practically shoved the Decepticon into his cell, ignoring the vicious growl thrown at him in response. Sentinel smirked condescendingly at him. "So what did ugly here tell you?"
"Better lookin' than you." Bumblebee remarked offhandedly.
"What was that?" Sentinel glowered.
The minibot whistled idly, stepping away and moving towards the cell doors like the Decepticon was more interesting. Optimus sighed. "Apparently the stuff is bad news and we should look into relocating the space bridge."
"Really? Gee, I just told you that even! But then again Oil Slick told me some interesting stuff about it too, some stuff Blitzbutt here probably made sure to conveniently leave out." He glanced at the triple-changer smugly, having done his own idle questioning while they had been talking.
"Like what...?" The SIC frowned.
"That the stuff can raise the dead and everything. Sounds crazy, but Huffer didn't exactly go down easy. Maybe if we used the stuff on Ultra Magnus, he'd perk right up." Sentinel smirked. He was feeling inspired after talking with the scientist. The reports on the injured Magnus were not looking promising and if he found a way to save him, he was sure Ultra Magnus would be so grateful he'd surely regain his old position if not get off Fringe duty. But Optimus was looking too alarmed for his taste.
"Are you crazy? You can't use that stuff on Ultra Magnus! Look what it did to your team! Under no circumstances is that stuff going anywhere near him."
"Ah, because you're now next in line and you don't want him to recover?"
Optimus pinched between his optics. He should have seen that taunt coming. "Unlike you, Sentinel, I'm not that interested in being Magnus. But whatever this stuff is, it's dangerous and nothing good is going to come of it. Even the Decepticons don't want to touch the stuff, that should tell you a lot."
"It tells me they know it best and what happened to the others was when they were alive and well. The science whiz over there claims it's more beneficial for the dead and dying."
"Remember what happened last time you trusted a Con?"
"And you want to trust this one?"
Blitzwing watched the exchange curiously, feeling a little worried at the former Magnus's train of thought. Megatron had tried, millions of stellar cycles ago, to take advantage of the dark stuff when it came to the dead and dying in order to maintain their ranks. It had proven nothing but a scourge. And bombs with the stuff had been banned as well. It ate at and corrupted what it touched, hence why their leader forbade its use directly on Cybertron itself. He always had a feeling if Megatron had grown desperate enough, he would resort to it. Surely the Autobots wouldn't be that stupid.
He turned his crimson optics down to Bumblebee, admiring the minibot for a moment to distract himself from the grim memories. Unlike Optimus and Bulkhead, it looked like the little one had gotten a new paint job. Black was a more prominent color than the yellow now with deeper golden yellow accents. Silver elite guard emblems adorned his arm guards.  It was a good look for him actually.
Looking at his own paint job, Blitzwing grimaced. Several stellar cycles in the mines had robbed the beige of its metallic luster, dulled the purple and muddied the black on his plates. His tank treads were scuffed to the Pit and back, his wings chipped. A hot oil bath, thorough buffering and a repaint sounded downright heavenly. There were odd cracks in his plating, particularly along his legs where long solar cycles of hard labor had put a strain on him. His left ankle struts pained him constantly and there was a swell on the right where he'd been struck by one of the guards in vicious retaliation for biting him with his Random face. It was likely he had to have some joints repaired if not replaced, but that wouldn't happen until they gave out on him completely.
Bumblebee looked up, watching the triple-changer examine himself. He waved a hand at him and as soon as he had his attention...He proceeded to make a series of comical faces at him. Blitzwing made an unintelligible noise of delight before he started to mime them back at the minibot gleefully, forgetting the arguing Primes for the moment.
Weary of his argument with Sentinel, Optimus called on his team to come along. He wanted to get word to Perceptor on what had been shared with them and ensure Ratchet kept a close eye on Ultra Magnus in case his old friend decided to do something ridiculously foolish. "Come on, Bumblebee, you can make faces at Blitzwing later."
"Yeah. Later, Blitzbrain." The minibot waved nonchalantly before stalling momentarily, caught off guard by the forlorn look on the black visage. He shook it off, hurrying to catch up to the others and convincing himself he was seeing things.
~+~
Oil Slick watched as the Primes argued over the little gem he had handed the one who was once Magnus. Of course, said gem had caused its fair share of misery and strife among the Decepticons back in the day, but it was his hope that it would cast a terrible pall over the Autobots in turn.
"...You know not what you set in motion." Cyclonus rumbled ominously.
"Please." The scientist drawled. "I know exactly what I'm doing."
"A sunrise dark shall cast pall upon the empire. Time will rust. He shall stand alone while not alone. Adorned the titan will be in black metal. The stars shall scream. The symbol of the Uncreator shall be clear. And his gaze shall unravel the legacy of Primus. Thus shall the adversary rise. A black star. Unstopped and unstoppable."
"...'a perpetual conflict will culminate upon a world forged from chaos. And the weak shall perish in the shadow of a rising darkness'." Shockwave joined in, reciting another of the prophecies of Primus along with Cyclonus. "Yes, yes, we know, Cyclonus. But those are only terrible tales to scare protoforms. Oil Slick's course is logical...Sow chaos among the Autobots and with any luck, it will give Blitzwing the opportunity he needs to free us."
"How?" Strika pressed against the cell wall to hear them better.
"It is a logical conclusion that they are offering him the chance to join their ranks and 'reform'. But Blitzwing is no fool, he will not risk the wrath of Lord Megatron let alone Tarn by truly joining them."
"You do realize zhis is Blitzwing ve are talking about..."
Shockwave tapped his claws together, watching the triple-changer from his cell. "I am well aware he can act the fool...But, he is not foolish. I dare to venture he would have made a more admirable second over Starscream before the...procedure."
Blitzwing tilted his head from one side to the other. He could tell they were talking about him, the way they leered his way now and then. They were pinning their hopes on him, which was quite the gamble on their part. If an arrogant blowhard like Sentinel Prime could sleaze his way all the way to Magnus, the triple changer was sure he could rise high enough in their ranks to access Trypticon and do just as his fellows hoped. Still, he had to wonder if it would be worthwhile in the end. They had been fighting the good fight for fourteen million years, the same song and dance again and again. There was nothing but consistent losses. Their empire had lost several planets in their limited territory and countless mechs and femmes had perished for the cause.  As a scholar once said, to do the same thing over and over expecting different results was madness.
Hell, without Megatron for those fifty stellar cycles, they had accomplished next to nothing. Besides calling on Lockdown to hunt the Autobots responsible for their lord's demise, Blitzwing himself had been preoccupied with taking care of his charges on New Kaon before he and Lugnut had set out to find the Allspark.
Even with his return, they had come close to seizing the Allspark, only to be handed their most crushing defeat yet. Instead of focusing on Earth, it would have been more lucrative to take Omega Supreme back to Charr, dispose of Starscream, have Strika's team retrieve the protoforms, produce them en masse, and launch a proper invasion of Cybertron while the leadership was crippled. Or at least, given the details imparted to him by Shockwave of their final assault, would have been the way Blitzwing approached the situation. Megatron's vindictive streak had demanded he go after the Autobots and the Sumdacs for the slights he suffered for those fifty stellar cycles. An understandable feeling, but one that had cost them in the end.
Now the prominent figures of the Decepticons were locked away in Trypticon, toiling away in the nearby nucleon mines. They were now no better than the slaves they had once risen from. It was a mercy the gladiatorial arenas were no longer functioning, although the Trypticon pit fights were no better. Blitzwing had no desire to be a slave again, which was why he was seriously considering the offer from the Autobots. It wouldn't be ideal, but damn it, anything was better than this!
He shuffled around in his small cell to settle comfortably on the bench provided. It was woefully cramped, his wings occasionally scraping against said bench or the wall. Blitzwing huffed, dropping his head back against the wall. He offlined his optics as he mulled over the choice looming ahead of him, but the sound of a bot approaching his cell brought him back to the present. He lifted his head, glowering at the person opening his cell.
Bumblebee, looking cocky as ever, was waltzing in like he owned the place. "I forgot these cells were...Well, they're not small for me but your big aft takes up all the space."
Blitzwing giggled. "Come over und I'll show you how big my aft is! I'll sit on jou, Bumblebench!"
"Didn't know you were into sitting on people, but I could tickle your ports if you insist."
"Oh-! Vait..." There was a brief moment of confusion on the black visage before his features lit up with flushed surprise and he descended into a fit of giggles. "I didn't realize zhis vas a conjugal visit, jou naughty little bot!"
Snorting, Bumblebee hoisted himself up on the bench next to the Con. He could tell the other Cons across the way were watching them intently but he tried to pay it no mind. He was here to pester the triple changer. "Just think...You take the offer and you won't have to be stuck in a tiny room like this."
"..." Blitzwing looked down at him. Oh, was that what this was...?
"When ya get out, we could let ya spend a whole day at Sunny's body works shop. She does hot oil baths, deep plate buffering, get you a nice new coat of paint...The beige and purple ain't bad, but blue and white would look pretty sweet on you. Get some awesome high grade at Maccadam's-"
"So vhat, jou here to try und tempt me, little bug?" He huffed with annoyance.
Bumblebee grimaced, as if he were caught with his servo in the energon goodie jar. "Well..."
"I am vell avare of vhat I'm missing, bug. New Kaon does not exactly have much in zhe vay of luxury, nor do ve have zhe time to indulge in it." What there was to be had in New Kaon was simple in nature, they made do with what they could. It was hardly as decadent as how the Autobots lived.
"You indulge in anything ever?"
His plates bristled a little, hearing a touch of accusation in the minibot's tone. But it had been some time since he took much time to himself let alone truly enjoy some of the more sophisticated pleasures in life. The troops had been a handful in Megatron's absence and even when he had been around, the best Blitzwing had to brag about was the oil they consumed on Earth. But despite how the Constructicons praised it, he'd had better and Megatron kept the best samples of it for himself for obvious reasons. It paid to be at the top of the fuel chain after all. "Back home I vould make hot Mudder's Milk und zome chocolate covered vheel-nuts vhich I enjoyed vhile lounging in a hot solvent bath every Glutsol. but zhat vas a long time ago."
"Mmm, on one hand that sounds boring, but then again, sounds pretty swanky too."
"Vhat do you indulge in zhen?"
The minibot grinned, counting off on his digits. "Racing, video games, dancing, music, awesome movies, hanging with my pals, junk food, soooooo much junk food. I really miss Sari, but it'll be fine cause bossbot says they're gonna make a city on Earth and he's thinking I could be stationed there if I want. Then we can hang out all the time!"
"Vhat could possibly be zhe appeal of 'hanging' vizh a tiny organic like zhat?" Although the humans had been curious creatures, he wasn't overly fond of organics in general, especially after the experiments Blackarachnia put him through.  
"Just cause. But she's awesome too!"
"Zhose are not very zatisfying answers."
"Then don't ask dumb questions!"
"Zhere are no dumb questions!"
"Yes there are!"
Blitzwing bared his teeth menacingly at the minibot who hardly took it seriously. With a growl, the Decepticon crossed his arms, frowning at him. "I don't have jour answer und I probably von't anytime soon! Let me enjoy zhis break in peace!"
"For now anyway...I'll be back in a couple solar cycles to bug ya again." As he hopped down to take his leave, Bumblebee winked at him. The triple changer scowled, his faceplate warming a little. "See ya, Blitzbrain!"
On his feet as soon as the cell was closed back up, he watched after the departing bot. His face spun and his mouth spread wide in a jagged grin, clapping his hands energetically. "Oh joy! I can't vait! Maybe next time I'll sit on jou!"
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supernova1us · 6 years ago
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TFA-Transform and roll out(recast)
a fic based on the TFA opener but with the original planned cast, with red alert and hot shot replacing ratchet and bee.
Optimus prime sat at his command seat watching the old war historical documents, longing for the supposed glory they portrayed.  Red alert, the slim red and white femme medic and second in command came up to stand behind him.
“sir, why do you insist on continuing to view outdated archives?” she asked calmly
“all the great autobot leaders learned from the past”
“but war time lessons are no longer needed.  The great war has been over for centuries, and by the will of the all-spark, it will be the last one we see”
“but don’t you wish you were there, just a little? To see what it was really like? What the decepticons were really like?”
“I have learned all I need from studies, like you should have.  And from what I’ve read of the decepticons, I’d say we’re better not knowing”
Red alert then directed optimus’ attention to the sight of the massive green autobot Bulkhead dangling from a cliff by his wrecking ball, shouting for help.
“at the moment though, I think your “soldier instincts” are needed elsewhere” she said dryly
Optimus huffed and they made their way to the cargo bay and exit ramp.
“I get it red alert, war is bad, but do you ever get the feeling that we’re programmed for more than just repairing space bridges?”
“I have a diagnostics program that erases those thoughts like a virus in a fire wall” she said with the slightest hint of sarcasm
Optimus huffed as they transformed and headed out onto the asteroid.  The hard thing about having red alert around was how monotone she could be. It was so hard to tell when she was happy, serious or snarky.  The only emotions she expressed normally were anger and annoyance, usually towards Hot Shot. Hot shot himself was hopping up the hill to try to free bulkhead, moving like a sleek blue, red and yellow streak.
“hurry up, I really hate heights” bulkhead whined
“calm down bulkhead, im working as fast as possible, and there is no bot faster than me, and you know it” he grinned
Hot shot produced his arm mounted flame throwers and shouted with excitement at unleashing a blast wave of flames on the rocks, or would have if he could produce any in the vacuum of space.  Grunting at the realization, he started banging and stomping on the rocks to free the wrecking ball, rocking its owner around.  
“oh, I think im going to blow a gasket”
“calm down and try to hold it in a little long…”
Suddenly the rocks cracked and broke apart and crumbled, sending both bots falling to the ground. After they landed on each other, optimus and red alert arrived and transformed. Red alert narrowed her eye with frustration at the sight of hot shot being dinged up and in need of repairs, again.
“alright, what seems to be the problem?” optimus asked rhetorically
“the problem? The problem is that we are stuck out in the middle of nowhere crushing rocks for outdated spce bridges!” hot shot snapped
“what I don’t get is why anyone would want to transport to this allspark forsaken sector” bulkhead added
“that isn’t the point bulkhead. We have a job to do here, and no problem is insurmountable with the right tool…and a little team work”
Optimus began chopping debris with his axe and encouraged the others to join in.  bulkheads strength made crushing the rocks easy, though it was harder for hot shot to break them down, especially with his flame throwers so weak. Low level heat blast were however enough to weaken them enough to break down.  Red alert, though thinking the task below her, also helped; laser blasts from her prosthetic hand to cut through them easily.  Optimus suddenly realized that they were one crew member short.
“you to prowl…hey, where is prowl?’
Suddenly a shurikan whizzed by optimus to slice a nearby rock before returning to the hiding prowls hand.  The aloof black and gold bot then stepped from the shadows.
“just have to know the weak spot” he said with a hint of condescension
“next time, might want to give us a little more waring” optimus cautioned with and edge
“that would just mess up my timing” prowl said dismissively
Red alert turned from the others only to look up to see a smiling bulkhead, only to turn in another direction, pretending to be adjusteing he rhand emblacement.She shook her head; the conflicting personalities of their crew were creating an unproductive and hostile working environment.  This was far from the career she thought she would have.
Hot shot saw red alerts discomfort with the situation and, as always, decided to push her buttons.  
“careful doc bot, if you frown any more your lower jaw is gonna detach” he smirked
She then produced a laser scalpel from her emplacement and leveled it with hotshots face.
“If that is the case then I will just have requisition your own” she said calm but in a threatening tone
“why is she so grumpy all the time?” bulkhead whispered
“you’d by grumpy to if you had one servo in the scrap heap” he smirked
Suddenly the taller femme was in his face and her tone far more harsh.
“I may have one servo in the scrap heap, but my audio receptors still work perfectly, and if you do not stop pushing me rookie, I will gladly disconnect your vocal processor” she scowled
Sensing the tension, optimus wanted to give his team something to focus on.
“ok, I know we’re stuck out here in the middle of nowhere on a thankless assignment, but remember, we’re all cogs in the great big autobot machine…”
“not this speech again” prowl moaned
He buried his face in his hand in annoyance.  Hot shot was also more visually pained by the experience.  Bulkhead and red alert where just as weary but where better at politely feigning interest.  
“…a machine that’s stronger as a whole, than any one component part.  Together, we can move montains”
The speech was punctuated by sudden rumpling of rocks around them and activation of the space bridge they were clearing.  The blast of energy sent them and the debris flying in every direction.  
“oh you sure have a way with words boss bot!” hot shot yelled as he tumbled away
In an impressive flurry of moves, prime utilized his axe and grappling hook to stop the debris, aid each of his team mates and shut down the space bridge.  As the dust settled and the autobots picked themselves up, they were left in awe of the unassuming prime skills.  
“impressive” prowl admitted as he shut bulkheads gaped jaw
“where’d you learn moves like that?” bulkhead asked
It was a question everyone was asking inside. Red alert was busy fixing hot shots damaged shoulder but turned away to glance at optimus, wanting to hear the answer as well.
“I trained at the autobot academy” optimus ashamedly admitted
Red alert stood and her eyes narrowed skeptically.
“so, what is an academy trained bot doing leading a mere maintenance crew?”
She felt a sting fury. As the medic, she had no knowledge of this about her commander.
“well, whats one of the best medics the autobots has ever seen her also”
Red alert was viably taken aback by his knowledge and forwardness in the question.
“ooo, burn.  He got you good red.  But for real boss bot, her, I don’t think so.  The bed side manner is a little too rough around the edges. Let me guess prime, wash out? Yeah, me to.  They said I had an issue with authority, and let’s face it, they were threatened by the up and coming Magnus I am…”
Hot shots yammering was only silenced when red alert clasped her hand tightly over his mouth.  Optimus was suddenly drawn to an otherworldly light emanating from a rock. Against the advice of his crew, he cleaves it with his axe, revealing a strange glowing artifact.  
“what is it?” bulkhead spoke up
“don’t know…maybe we should take it back to the ship so the doc bot can check it out”
No rebuttal or argument came from red alert, who just look at it completely astounded, almost mesmerized.
“red alert..?”
“telatraan 1 to optimus prime. Unidentified spacecraft entering this sector: Energy signature consistent with decepticon warship”
“decepticon, that must be a mistake. The decpeticons were destroyed centuries ago” optimus voiced
“Defeated in battle, not destroyed.  An “academy bot” should know that prime. We should get back to the ship immediantly”
“but what is that thing?”
“I have a wild theory but we must secure it first”
Red alert quickly transformed and had the artifact loaded into her alt mode and sped off towards the ship, with the others following behind her. They quickly boarded their ship and made full speed away from the new ship. In the cargo bay the artifact was unloaded and red alert began examining it franticly.  
“red alert, any idea what it is”
“you seem to be the historian prime, does the all-spark sound familiar”
“obviously.  The most powerful energy source in the universe. It gave the spark of life to all cybertronian”
“every bot knows that story” bulkhead groaned
“yeah, along with spark eaters and were-turbo foxes” hot shot joked
“According to records, one of the main reasons the great war was won was by ensuring the all spark remained out of decepticon reach.  It was reportedly sent through a spacebridge to be hidden in some unknown corner of the galaxy”
“incredible” optimus admitted
“so your saying we, of all bots in the universe, found the all spark?!” hot shot shook
“perhaps, it found us” optimus mused
“Unlikely, prime. It is merely and energy source of unknown magnitude, But I must admit I never thought I would ever see it.  The research and knowledge I could gleam by examining it could be…”
“warning: spacecraft approaching. Positive identification as decepticon warship.
“it isn’t the only one that’s found us” prowl said dryly
The crew got to their bridge positions and made all speed for autobot controlled territory. Prowl checked the scanners for the persuing ship.
“it’s following us” he reported
“you desired to see the decepticons up close, well looks like you’ve gotten your wish” red alert said dryly
Optimus frowned at the statement, realizing the irony in the situation.
“yo, tell me this aint actually happening.  We are not getting chased by decepticons.  We’re just a maintenance crew” hot shot complained
“we cannot out run them forever, and any attempts at combat are astronomical” red alert commented
“not without back they aren’t.  patch me through to cybertron command head quarters” optimus ordered
“wow, when you want back up you go straight to the top” bulkhead commented
Optimus smiled at the compliment, slightly savoring his memories in the original field. Red alert raised a skeptical brow, confused on how optimus could even have clearance to high command. The creen lit up with the large chin and blue armor of sentinel prime.  Red alert was even more shocked, knowing vry well that sentinel was second in command of the elite guard.
“optimus prime, you mean they still let you command other autobots” sentinel smugly smiled
“don’t start sentinel, just put me through to altra magnus”
Red alert was surprised again, that optimus apparently knew sentinel personally, but also thinks he could talk to the supreme leader of the autobots simply by asking.
“now how could a third rate rock buster possibly merit the autobot supreme commanders attention?” sentinel said dismissively
Red alert and the others all frowned.  Word was known that sentinel prime was an unlikable bot, but seeing his condescension first hand was fuel boiling.  Hot shot frowned up at the prime, having had past experience with him, getting and itchy trigger finger with his flame throwers.  However, optimus’ experience with the other prime was far more personal, and was having none of sentinel attitude under these circumstances.
“display cargo hold visual” optimus ordered
Red alert clicked few controls and a video feed was brought up for sentinel to see of the allspark. His look and temperament immediately changing, he casually patched them through. Red alert turned and gave optimus and approving smirk at his clever maneuvering. Suddenly and stern looking and aged blue bot appeared on the screen. His eye briefly glanced to register red alerts presence before focusing on optimus.  
“ultra magnus here optimus, we’re tracking your decepticon signal; probably just a lost scout ship. Ever since we drove them off cybertron, the cons have been wondering the periphery. They’d never be so foolish as to invade autobot space. Still, I’m sending out a strike force to intercept if necessary.  In the meantime, you and your bots just sit tight. And prime, don’t try to be a hero, it’s not in your programming” the commander finished his orders before the screen went black
“decepticons still on our tail and closing in fast” prowl reported from the scanners
“then were the flag are they?” hot shot pointed out
Getting antsy and a nervous feeling in his spark, optimus began typing orders into his control panel.
“telatraan 1, set a course for the nearest space bridge” he ordered
“but Ultra magnus said to sit tight” bulkhead questioned
“with all due respect, ultra magnus isn’t carrying the all spark”
Red alert couldn’t argue with the logic; sitting there would be poor solution in the circumstances. The ship did as commanded and came about quickly to head back to the space bridge they were previously dicked with.
“so, we’ll make a V line for the nearest space bridge and blast through whatever debris is in our way” he ordered
As they made their way through the thin asteroid field, their path was suddenly blocked as massive fearsome purple war ship rose to block them.  Red alert qickly calculated that it appeared to be at least 50 times larger than their repair ship.
“uh, boss bot, I don’t think we can blast through that” bulkhead said nervously
“oh slag” hot shot squeaked
“I’ve never seen a decepticon ship up close” bulkhead added
“according to archives, none have and lived” red alert admitted with a bit of depression in her voice
Optimus scanned it and ran it through the information archives, and red alert leaned over to see his result.
“it’s a command ship, I recognize the markings from the history vids” optimus announced flatly
Red alert read the same description on his screen and turned to look at the enemy with visual distress
“megaron” she added in shock                                                          
“hooooo, hold an astro sec; megatron, as in the cruel and merciless decepticon leader?  The bot they say is bigger than ultra magnus, that could single handedly destroy whole ships and city blocks.  The megatron that is said to eat autobot protoforms for breakfast, that megatron?”
“yes.  Though I do not put much faith in the protoform eating part” red alert said with a straight face
Hot shot scowled at her condescension; he hated being looked down on by other bots. The only bot he liked looking down at him was bulkhead, and that was only because he was taller than him.
“quit giving him a hard time doc” bulkhead voiced out
“and perhaps who should quit enabling his belligerent behavior” prowl turned to bulkhead
“enough arguing, all of you! We have a more serious situation here; why aren’t that attacking”
“there are any number of reasons or strategies.  But, why are we not also mobile, should we not attmpt to flee or out maneuver them?” red alert asked
“if we do they will counter, but we will let them make the first move so we can counter. Always let your adversary be the first to make a mistake” he answered calmly
Clearly optimus’ time in the elite guard training had done more for his leadership skills than she had previously noticed. Suddenly one of the decepticon ships’ cannons trained on them and fired. Optimus ordered the ship to take evasive maneuvers and they dodged the blast. Red alert felt an increasing feeling of fear and fury rise in her.  It was a decepticon booby trap in the last days of the war when she was a very young medic that had taken her original right hand.  No she felt slight panic at being so close to such conflict again.  Optimus fell on his command console and made an order that secretly surprised the medic.
“activate emergency defense system; codename: omega”
Red alert was shocked. Optimus’ knowledge of that part of the ship less so; he was the commander and likely knew of the ships history, but that he would actually attempt to activate it.
“im sorry; this function has been disabled in compliance with cybertrons ongoing efforts to conserve energon” telatraan 1 reported back
“what?!” optimus gasped
Another energy blast grazed the side of the ship and knocked the autobots about as the ship automatically swerved to avoid other attacks and rocketed past the larger vessel.
“we’re as good as dead aren’t we? Oh god this is it for us, for me”
Hot shot went into a brief panic, his wrist spouting  flames as a sign of his distress. The calmed as they managed to pass the decepticons and get by them, the larger ship slowely following and continue to fire.
“was does it feel like they’re just toying with us?” hot shot asked
“all shots appear to be targeted to disable us, not destroy us, why? Red alert added
“because they want the allspark and don’t want to risk destroying it with us” optimus frowned
“warning: asteroid field. Initiated alternate route” the computer announced
“override” optimus ordered it
The ship continued its course, swerving all about to avoid he asteroids that the continued enemy fire simply shredded through.  The decepticon ship sped up and came to briefly look over them, yet its laser blasts had stopped.  Near the ships midsection a small space craft appeared and closed in on them.  Optimus realized that it wasn’t a craft but an alternate mode.  He knew from his studies that many of the decepticons had flight capabilities and alternate modes.  Thye zzomed in on the object with their rear security cameras and suddenly saw it transform into a tall, bulky and fearsome grey bot. A large weapon, the legendary fusion cannon, sat on their arm and a cold scowl on his face when the image zoomed in.  
“is that megatron?” optimus gasped
The shock and horror were shared by the whole crew.
“you never said he was so big” the already big bulkhead spoke up
“you never said he could fly” hot shot added
“technically, we didn’t say anything” red alert answered the comments
Megatron came by and zoomed past the side of their ship then vanished from view.  The all braced yet no attack came
“huh, guess he wasn’t coming for us” bulkhead piped up
The ship was suddenly rocked from above. Megatron had perched atop their control room and was burning a hole through with his cannon.
“red, seal the hull breach. Prowl, hold the ship steady.  Bulkhead, hot shot, guard the allspark.  I’ll try to hold off megatron!”
“but we’re just a repair crew, we aren’t built for this kind of action!” hot shot shouted
“then consider this an upgrade” optimus answered
“that is not how upgrades work, just for the record” red alert spoke up
The younger bots ran off out of the room while the others did their jobs.  Using a security cam for guidance, he took direct control of the hulls external arms and took hold of megatron himself, grabbling with him and attempting to prey him off the ship. There was a sudden a sudden massive external explosion that rocked the ship and sent everyone sprawling.  The ship was badly damaged and sent into an uncontrolled dive towards the space bridge asteroid.
“warning: hull breach. Sealing hatches alpha, omega and epsilon” the computer reported
As the large smoking hole in the ceiling was sealed and extinguishers put out the flames, optimus struggled to see through the fading layer of smoke and get up and get to the controls.
“warning: planetary impact imminent” the computer came again
“go to manual override” optimus ordered
“can you do that?” prowl question
“all ships of this “make” do” red alert answered
A set of control handles released and optimus took hold of them, attempting to steady the ships plunge. He managed to pull up their trajectory and glide along the asteroid surface towards the space bridge. In the hold, bulkhead and hot shot began to panic as the all spark began to react and glow.
“what’s it doing, make it stop!” hot shot panicked
“whoa”  was all bulkhead could say
Suddenly its energy burst out and enveloped the entire ship. The energy also surged forth and activated the space bridge, and in another burst of light the ship passed through it. After the light faded they autobots began recovering to see they had materialized over a moon that circled a green and blue planet.
“prowl, red alert, everyone alright? Bulkhead, hot shot, report”
Optimus did not see a large figure loom behind him until it took hold of him and pinned him against the wall; Megatron had survived and gotten through the hull breach.  He was far more intimidating in person; dark grey and red colors, thick spiky armor built for combat and twice the size of optimus. His face bore burning red optics and a frown so grim it would give the necrobot chills.  At closer inspection, the blast had destroyed most of his right arm, only his upper arm, stripped to its bare structure, remained.
“the all spark, where is it” he spoke in deep raspy voice like death
Prowl and red alert, overcoming their fear of the warlord, charged to tackle him.  Prowl jumped onto his arm to try and get optimus free while red alert clung to his side and lasered him with her hand tool. The larger bot swung about, knocking them away. He pinned prowl under his foot while still holding optimus and held him against another wall.
“I grow impatient” megatron growled
Optimus shot his grabbling hook best them towards the control panel, switching a lever.  
“artificial gravity diabled” the computer announced
They all began to float freely and with his massive size rendered moot, optimus managed to free himself and force megatron away.
“clever strategy prime, giving us more of an equal advantage” red alert commented
Megatron floated near the ceiling and jammed his arm nub into a gap in the metal to steady himself. Suddenly hot shot and bulkhead came floating intot he room
“hey, I’m a land bot not a flying bot, who turned off the hey…”
Hot shot twas then dinged from behind by the larger bulkhead.
“sorry, my bad” he groaned
Hot shot was sent spiraling out of control until he hit a surface; megatron large leg.  The autobot car looked up to see the massive decepticon leader staring down at him.
“you cons are even creepier in person” he smirked
Megatron growled, not amused and past his boiling point, drew his sword from subspace and began slashing at the diminutive nescience.  
“oh slag, scarier to! Someone help, im to good looking to be scrap!”
“everyone, get into position for a concentrated attack on my signal” optimus whispered
Prowl then whizzed past optimus in a solo attack on megatron.
“prowl no, wait for my signal!”
Optimus went to grab him but his hand passed through him; it was one pf prowls holograms.  Meagtron did not know this though and slashed at the allusion and thus missed the real prowl attack him from behind.  Prowl slashed with his shurikan, severing the nub that remained of megatrons damaged arm as well as his anchor from the gravity distortion. The decepticon leader roared in pain as he began to free float through the room.
“ok, the decoy was a nice touach, but once again, a little warning would’ve helped!” optimus groaned
Optimus was then bashed from behind by an out of control bulkhead
“would it kill you bots to say something like heads up or, I don’t know, watch out or…”
“incoming!” red alert yelled
She had grabbed the severed section of meagtron arm and hurled it back at him, knocking the decepticon back and into the control panel.  This caused the engines to kick on and their ship drove towards the planet, heating as it entered the atmosphere. The forward thrust and sudden return of gravity sent the autobots slamming into the walls. Optimus however was sent sliding down the main corridor towards the cargo hold.  Red alert saw that megatron followed after him.  She knew he would need help and wanted to follow but had to ensure the others were alright first.  It would take all of them to hold off megatron. Landing in the cargo hold, optimus had barely come to a hault when megatrons foot crushed down on his upper body.  He looked up to see the warlord looming over him, sword in hand, so tall that his face looked as if it were in shadow.
“now bring me the all spark, and I may spare your miserable autobot lives” he sneered
Megatron brought his sword to cut through optimus, who blocked the blow with his axe.  The struggled against each other’s strength until a bright light caught megatron attention. It was the all spark, the treasure of his millions of Steller cycles of searching.  His foe distracted, optimus saw his chance and extended his axes handle to its limit, which managed to hit its target, the exit ramp control panel.
“docking tunnel deployed” the computer deployed
The tunnel extended out and opened, and a torrent of suction and pressure overwhelmed the room and the two bots were pulled out through the shaft.  Optimus slowed his exit by digging his axe blade into the wall.  Megatron had lost his sword and under threat of falling out, reached to grab at optimus to save himself. Knowing megaton would still be a threat to them all and the all spark, optimus knew what he had to do and forced the decepticon away with a hard kick. He heard the spark chilling roar megatron let out as he fell from the tunnel, super heating into a fatle projectile in the atmosphere.  Optimus watched until the fiery form disappeared from sight and prayed it was the end of the enemy.  
“telatraan 1, close docking bay” he ordered
“closing docking bay” I replied
As the bay shut and optimus freed his axe, he weakly made his way back to ensure the all spark was secure. Thankfully, it was safe and undamaged by the battle.
“optimus, do you read me?” red alert came over the coms
“im here red, what is it?”
“are you alright, where is meagtron?”
“gone.  Whats the situation?”
“the ships out of control and caught in the planets gravity.  We’re going down”
“ill be right there”
Optimus staggered back down the corridor towards the control room, getting banged around with the turbulence of their planetary entry.
“warning: planetary impact imminent” the computer reported
Optimus made it to the head when he saw from the view that time was short.
“everyone into the stasis pods” he ordered
Each of the other autobots made their way into their stasis pods, but hot shot spun around to see optimus wasn’t joining them.
“aren’t you coming boss bot?”
“not until I’ve steered us clear of this populated sector!”
He took hold of the controls and directed the ship over the alien buildings.  The others looked to optimus until their pods closed and activated, sending them all into stasis. Finally, as the ship dropped lower and lower, optimus cleared the city and the ship was set to land in a large natural body of water. Satisfied that them and the natives were save, optimus locked the controls and rushed into his own stasis pod. The last sight he saw was the skim of water over the ship as it splashed down and sunk into the depths.  He was left to wonder how long until telatraan 1 wound be able to reactivate them as everything went dark and he slipped into stasis.
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Cards against Cybertron 437 answers
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1.      Tarn
2.      Functionism
3.      Leakers huffing coolant fumes behind a dumpster in Rodion
4.      A Time Travel Paradox
5.      Death by traitor’s wheel
6.      Chief Justice Tyrest
7.      Nightmare Fuel
8.      Militant Monoform Movement
9.      Eight billion organic corpses rotting in the light of a binary sun
10.  Thunderwing’s pretender shell
11.  A big bag of T-Cogs
12.  Leadership of a Mortilus death cult
13.  Explosions
14.  Interfacing in the exhaust pipe
15.  Police brutality
16.  Ten Ammonite prostitutes
17.  A barrel of diesel-based hooch
18.  A really nasty virus
19.  Lubricant
20.  Four million shanix in ill-gotten gains
21.  A weak energon spritzer
22.  Ten terrabytes of Lithonian porn
23.  Autobot Special Ops
24.  Soundwave fendered out of his mind on circuit boosters
25.  Deep-throating Perceptor’s scope attachment.
26.  Suppressing the memory of Beast Machines
27.  Shockwave’s spectacular rack
28.  Femmes with spikes
29.  Taking lurid photos of suggestively posed Transformers toys
30.  James Roberts’ private swimming pool full of tears
31.  Being physically unable to orgasm without the mentioning of Starscream
32.  A tone-inappropriate Weird Al dance number
33.  Yet another sex virus infection
34.  TFA Jazz’s crotch arrow
35.  Whoever thought Kiss Players was an acceptable idea
36.  Shota Bumblebee
37.  The irresistibly soft, yielding delight of TFA Optimus’s lips
38.  Watching Rescue Bots as trauma therapy
39.  Pharma transforming his hands into dildos
40.  Relentlessly mocking the inferiority of Rodimus
41.  The unstoppable horror that is Michael Bay
42.  Another bunch of shitty recolors
43.  Drift sucking spike for drugs
44.  Getting Star Sabered
45.  Robots in disguise
46.  War without end
47.  Erotically inhaling bees
48.  Peace through tyranny
49.  Backfiring and walking away
50.  Stealing a warworld
51.  Interfacing with a turbofox
52.  Doing the right thing
53.  Going into combat while high as frag
54.  Not giving two scraps about Rodion
55.  Starscream
56.  My collection of high-tech sex toys
57.  Fragging Optimus Prime in exchange for a promotion
58.  Misfire
59.  A thing with three heads that keeps insisting it has no head
60.  Galvatron the Barbarian King
61.  A dead MTO
62.  Land mines
63.  Cannon fodder
64.  K-Con recruitment office
65.  A mission into uncharted space
66.  The Wreckers
67.  Taking volunteers
68.  Chilly interface with a refrigeration unit
69.  The Galactic Council’s stupid hats
70.  A shock baton up my valve
71.  Jacking into a generator
72.  A first-printing edition of Towards Peace
73.  An Autobot insignia
74.  A really, really big gun
75.  Electric shock therapy
76.  Prowl’s sexy, sexy doorwings
77.  The Covenant of Primus
78.  Human germs
79.  A steamy affair with a senator
80.  The Matrix of Leadership
81.  A blowjob from Megatron
82.  Empurata
83.  Primus on a bike
84.  Unicrons severed head
85.  The universal greeting
86.  An issue of Racer Weekly, the Blurr edition (With the full page spread)
87.  Camien make-up
88.  A signed picture of Thunderclash
89.  Rungs eyebrows
90.  The Scavengers
91.  The DJDs grandma
92.  The Magnus armor
93.  A face full of mnemosurgery needles
94.  Cyclonus’ nightstick
95.  Starscreams hooker heels
96.  Bad fanfiction
97.  Whirls boob cannons
98.  Rodimus’ irrational hate for hats
99.  The Rodpod
100.                     A portal to Cyberutopia
101.                     Tailgate crying through his visor
102.                     A vial of innermost energon
103.                     The power of love
104.                     Lockdowns missing hand
105.                     Devestators crotch
106.                     A briefcase
107.                     10.000 Legislators
108.                     Trolling on the Big Conversation
109.                     An undead turbofox
110.                     Sentinel Primes (TFA) massive chin
111.                     Desecrating a corpse
112.                     A chainsaw sword
113.                     Overlords luscious lips
114.                     Flowers made of dead people
115.                     A horde of horny Insecticons
116.                     Mechs with mustaches
117.                     Homemade circuitboosters
118.                     Ratchet‘s complete lack of enthusiasm towards your bullshit
119.                     5 virgin Seekers
120.                     A rendezvous with a tyrant of your choice
121.                     A specific paragraph in the Tyrest Accord
122.                     One of Rung‘s current theories on Lost Light group dynamics
123.                     Tranquilizers for combiners
124.                     The mysterious contents of Optimus Primes trailer
125.                     Prowl flipping tables
126.                     Semi dry pre-war midgrade with a hint of mercury. On the rocks.
127.                     Motor oil
128.                     Religious fanatism
129.                     The fucks James Roberts never gave.
130.                     Exotic little Cybertronian N.A.I.L. colonies
131.                     Overpriced hedonian trinkets
132.                     Shady backstreet medics
133.                     USB slots
134.                     A whole lot of messed up and tangled wires
135.                     Any moner‘s dream
136.                     A one eyed, one horned, flying, purple people-eater
137.                     Boobie headlights
138.                     Squishies
139.                     4 million years of practice
140.                     Not giving a shit about lower castes
141.                     Any senator
142.                     A long and winding rhetorical excuse
143.                     Blip
144.                     Groundbreaking scientific proof
145.                     Perceptor's skope
146.                     Flywheels enormous feet
147.                     Thruster heels
148.                     Sensitive wing syndrome
149.                     Processed energon
150.                     Too much engex
151.                     Their inner demons
152.                     Hippies from Caminus
153.                     Traces of peanuts
154.                     A certain type of tires
155.                     Clogged tubes
156.                     A big fat spike
157.                     Basic hygiene rituals
158.                     A thorough massage
159.                     A third ridiculous and completely made up faction
160.                     A manipulated vote
161.                     Decepticon dictatorship
162.                     A little dancing group of miners
163.                     To be deaf and numb
164.                     A suppressed desire
165.                     A sentinent being
166.                     A non-sentinent being
167.                     Beautiful garbage
168.                     Half of their protoform
169.                     Their first embarrassing paintjob
170.                     Stick on tattoos
171.                     The greatest Autobot of all times
172.                     Cybertronian healthcare
173.                     Blowjobs for everyone
174.                     A reason to celebrate
175.                     The reason for his existence
176.                     A boygroup from Praxus
177.                     A sizekink
178.                     A passionate relationship
179.                     Twisted wires
180.                     Ritualized Iaconian folk dance
181.                     His botbook profile
182.                     A Decepticon spy
183.                     An Autobot spy
184.                     One million Shanix with a rather questionable origin
185.                     One million years dungeon!
186.                     Grinding gears
187.                     The altmode of their dreams
188.                     A field of sparks
189.                     Something unknown but with a peculiar smell
190.                     Chipped paint
191.                     Screeching tires
192.                     A flame paintjob
193.                     Death sentence
194.                     Tumblr
195.                     Drumming on the next best bot's chassis
196.                     More tires
197.                     Overrated upgrades for valves
198.                     Suction cups
199.                     Lonely veterans
200.                     Human clothing kink
201.                     A broken spark
202.                     A simple misunderstanding about paintjob colour that lead to a total shitstorm
203.                     A pile of scrap
204.                     A quick escalation
205.                     Sparklings
206.                     That ass
207.                     Hope
208.                     Poor life choices
209.                     My existential gay crisis
210.                     Unfathomable stupidity
211.                     A windmill full of corpses
212.                     Actually getting shot, for real.
213.                     Teaching robots to love
214.                     A tank full of Sharkticons
215.                     Daring to be stupid
216.                       Cyberforming an entire planet
217.                     Eating a G.I.Joe
 218.                     Vos´ face
219.                     Whatever Tarn is compensating for with his double arm canon
220.                     Loki Maximo
221.                     Decorative spikes
222.                     Bad luck Pipes
223.                     Showing off your step dancing skills and accidentally killing a random bot
224.                     Something that came out of Tarantulas butt
225.                     Botflix
226.                     Untagged porn
227.                     A trigger warning
228.                     Getting overcharged at 8 am
229.                     Witwicky white trash
230.                     Energon-Sushi that has gone bad
231.                     That prick Prowl
232.                     His daddy
233.                     Beauty products by Overlord
234.                     Popular dance hits
235.                     Primus, our lord and savior
236.                     A robot STD
237.                     A super soft padding
238.                     Your monthly oil change
239.                     A sudden and overwhelming hunger for ener-jonnies
240.                     Swapping fuel in public
241.                     Big, big pedes
242.                     Every face mask ever
243.                     Many little sockets on the side of his frame
244.                     A heavy burst of electricity
245.                     Five nights at Swerve´s
246.                     Tyrest´s crown of “spikes”
247.                     Covfefe
248.                     An even smaller version of Minimus Ambus
249.                     Domestication
250.                     A jammed door on the Peaceful Tyranny
251.                     150 Autobots
252.                     The cancellation of “Till all are one”
253.                     Elita-1
254.                     A dead minibot in a box
255.                     Like 1000 caged sparkeaters
256.                     The gentle flap of some doorwings
257.                     A leisure center for retired Autobots
258.                     A good scolding from Nickel
259.                     The lack of oral hygiene
260.                     A bastard trapped in another bastard
261.                     Drift's criminal record
262.                     His nasty ex
263.                     At least three
264.                     Decepticon dance hits vol 1 – XX
265.                     Fancy fizzy drinks named after fierce Decepticons
266.                     More bad Crossovers
267.                     Just a black hole
268.                     An exact version of this in the my little pony universe
269.                     The softness of beastformer fur
270.                     100 twerking seeker butts
271.                     Bad roleplay
272.                     Our hopes and fears
273.                     A nice game of “Dodge the blowtorch”
274.                     A leaking gearstick
275.                     Literal sparkplugs
276.                     The Co-captain
277.                     50 shades of Tailgate
278.                     Wasps in my waste tanks
279.                     You wouldn't understand. It's a Combiner thing
280.                     Thats just another one of Elita's secrets
281.                     None-stop buttsex
282.                     Having a crush on your leader for centuries
283.                     Swindle's dead body
284.                     Gay Constructicons
285.                     A Cybertronian named Lubeguzzler
286.                     Overclocking your CPU out of boredom
287.                     Lesbian Spiders
288.                     Sum fuk
289.                     Tire butts
290.                     Gladiator erotica written by Megatron
291.                     Rejected outlier abilities.
292.                     Turning emblems upside-down
293.                     Your worst childhood's nightmare
294.                     More phase-sixers
295.                     Ambulon's better half
296.                     Onslaught´s bitterness
297.                     Starscream's underfraggedness
298.                     The worst holomatter avatar
299.                     Robot bollocks
300.                     Synthetic spikes hanging from the ceiling
301.                     A tank drainage
302.                     Ejecting their spike
303.                     Horns
304.                     Datapads
305.                     Megatron's fleshli-Cannon
306.                     Shooting your best friend
307.                     Soundwave's highly talented data cables
308.                     Starscreams ego
309.                     Liege Maximo's prison cell inside Carcer
310.                     Rung's candy collection
311.                     Gentle trigger strokes
312.                     Titan spikes
313.                     Unauthorized brain module surgery
314.                     Needle fingers
315.                     Optic Cleanser
316.                     Fleshies
317.                     Heat simulation chips
318.                     The „botfather“
319.                     A Tale of Two Tankors
320.                     An engorged scraplet
321.                     Engineering a time machine just to stalk your long dead crush
322.                     Ratchet´s favorite wrench
323.                     Robo boobs
324.                     Ack!
325.                     That time someone thought gelatinous spikes were a good idea.
326.                     He can't deal with this right now
327.                     Spike enlargement surgery
328.                     Optimus getting slapped
329.                     Megatron getting some fiiiine booty
330.                     A weird obsession with humans
331.                     Misfire's secret booze storage
332.                     Spinster's hands
333.                     Gently crushing golden thighs
334.                     Rust
335.                     An enraged pistachio
336.                     The real reason Roddimus hates hats
337.                     Ark-1
338.                     A handful of confetti on Garrus-9
339.                     Galvatron's goddamn sexy thighs
340.                     Storing candy up his gun barrel
341.                     An alt-mode kink
342.                     Party ambulance
343.                     Combiner gang bang
344.                     Predacon glossa
345.                     Sniffing beastformer butt
346.                     The large plug
347.                     Build-a-bear horrors
348.                     Engex
349.                     Knockout's astranged uncle
350.                     Breakdown and Knockout becoming parents
351.                     Fidget spinner spinner alt mode
352.                     That sparkle bot down the street
353.                     A dirty boy
354.                     A thick boy
355.                     Shockwave's bosom
356.                     Sneezing sparklings
357.                     A softly purring engine
358.                     The Cybertronian equivalent to snoring
359.                     Soundwave's perfectly sculpted aft
360.                     Bumblebee's butt screw
361.                     Insecticon infestation
362.                     Incesticons
363.                     Wheeljack's mouth fixation
364.                     Unicrons beard
365.                     Unicron! Not Unicorn!
366.                     A mask covering his ugliness
367.                     Bad dentals
368.                     That bar on Caminus
369.                     Blurr's turbo spike
370.                     What happened back then in the teen-bot summer camp
371.                     Rodimus discovering emojis
372.                     The burning frame of your enemy
373.                     The smell of victory
374.                     Dr. Octogonapus
375.                     Bayformers Optimus' Prime's boobs
376.                     Crosshairs attitude
377.                     The swarm
378.                     One tiny beeping bean
379.                     Weaponless Ironhide
380.                     Your crackship
381.                     Hydraulic twerking
382.                     Five thousand starving scraplets
383.                     Trypticon's Dinospike
384.                     Pre war hypocricy
385.                     Grimlock's happy leg
386.                     That one container of bad engex
387.                     Wheeljack's "Special" experiments
388.                     Eggs
389.                     Popular waxing techniques during the golden age
390.                     Helex´ cooking
391.                     Cyclonus' broken horn
392.                     Violently pelvic thrusting at your neighbor
393.                     Killmasters wand
394.                     Squealing scientists
395.                     The urgent need to align all your pens to the left
396.                     It's a Lost Light thing, you wouldn't understand
397.                     Bulkhead's "Bulkhead"
398.                     Dating boats
399.                     Seeker screaming sessions
400.                     That one time Optimus was actually right.
401.                     Space fashion
402.                     Swerve's stripper pole
403.                     Bunny suits on bots
404.                     40 buckets
405.                     Quintesson poop
406.                     My new line of Pipes shoes
407.                     Prison gayness
408.                     Froid's yaoi arms
409.                     Whirl, making ticking noises
410.                     Bellydancing Drift
411.                     Deadlock, aka Bleplock
412.                     Subsidized aerobic classes for middle sized grounders
413.                     Being too big for the transport shuttle
414.                     Prowl's excess weight
415.                     Actual headcanons
416.                     Rewind's alleged sex tapes
417.                     Incompatible drivers
418.                     Human collateral
419.                     Holding Perceptor's legs so he can shoot things
420.                     Rodimus' magic butt crack
421.                     Seeing Cosmos in space and not saying 'Hello'
422.                     Sleeping baby beans
423.                     tfw2005 fuckboys
424.                     Cannibalistic Insecticons
425.                     A good old EMP blast
426.                     Your motherboard
427.                     Dinobot tranquilizers
428.                     Exactly what you get when you mess with a taser
429.                     Lugnuts P.O.K.E
430.                     A cheesy tune written by tarn in his spare time
431.                     TFP Arcee's secret third wheel
432.                     Waking up next to a beastformer and knowing that nothing will ever be the same again
433.                     G1 physics
434.                     Humansonas
435.                     That awful snarling sound Dinobot keeps on making
436.                     Verity in short shorts
437.                     Bikini day on the Nemesis
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(Sparkeater au) Does the team learn that op is a sparkeater? And if they do does op start using his tendrils to fight Megatron?
Yes, Ratchet was the first to find out as seen here then Prowl, and by that point they had ti tell Bee and Bulkhead. Soon enough he does fight with his coils, Optimus is very picky on what they are called, and he becomes a living storage unit for allspark shards as he can smell them out and eats them, they sate the hunger and don't dissolve, so they find the shards quicker and the decepticons don't know where they're hiding them for quite some time.
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The episode one ship scene where Megatron was trying to get the all spark.
It goes mostly the same, by this point the entire team knows about Optimus' situation. Megatron gets pissed off when he sees his old lead scientist Brainstorm there fighting with the autobots. When it's just Megatron and Optimus in the storage bay, being so close to the Allspark and being attacked causing Optimus to lose control as he tries to eat Megatron's spark revealing himself to the enemy. Megatron was winning and was about to kick Optimus out of hatch until Brainstorm came in and pushed him out and grabbed Optimus and pulled him back in, then had to stop Optimus from eating his spark.
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How does Megatron view Sparkeater OP? Not to mention Brainstorm betraying him.
He sees Optimus as a formula for a perfect weapon, after all. That was what he originally was planned to be before Brainstorm grew a consciousness and grabbed his research, Optimus, and ran away from the decepticons. Of course Megatron states that if Brainstorm returns and finishes his work on Optimus he would be spared from the DJD, but Brainstorm denies, and Megatron wants him dead, but needs his science and technology, so second plan, kidnap and force him to work with the decepticons again.
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Does Sparkeater OP have to constantly repaint himself?
Yes, cybertronian paint lasted longer than Human paint though, so with all the fighting and hero work, he has to repaint about every week or so
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How did the whole ship scene go down for Sparkeater Au?
You might need to be more specific one what scene you want?
Or do you mean ship as in relationship
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Brainstorm was a decepticon, but only by frame. He did the deeds but didn't like them. When he joins the repair crew, it's just this Giant warframe. Hanging out on their ship and hiding anytime anyone else comes on board. He gets along pretty well with Ratchet and Bulkhead. For Optimus' hunger he creates artificial sparks using a shaving of his own spark. Later on that takes a toll on him and he finds an allspark shard and uses that to create the artificial sparks...(Or are they artificial ;3 they won't be able to know) He doesn't know this, He just thinks the allspark shard is making artificial sparks like he wants it to, not that the shard is creating new life
Another TFA Angst AU
So!
During the little thing at Archa seven, Because Sentinel and Elita were dating, Sentinel used Optimus’ grapple to grab Elita, but withlist saving Elita, Optimus Fell. He was torn apart and broken from the explosion. He was later found by the Decepticons and given to Brainstorm for an experiment. To create a cyberlogical weapon. He called them sparkeaters. By this point he already created a few standard mindless ones, but he wanted to create more, one that can follow orders and think for itself and not just hunger alone. The barely living young cadet was perfect for his experiment.
(Just a base, more will be added through reblogs)
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After wards Elita wants to tell the full story of what happened at Archa Seven, but Sentinel stops her. He yells at her and threatens her not to say a thing. It worked. They both got off scott free… Elita broke up with Sentinel and requested to change to a different academy center. They never saw eachother again. Sentinel went into the elite guard, and Elita became a saboteur and spying on the Decepticons and finding info. Her partner is Blurr, and both of them were sent to Earth to spy on a small repair crew lead by a bot name “Orion Pax”
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Transformers AU List
Okay, @nekonokami23 , here is a list of all of your TF AUs that were in the tags, all the way up to Empurata Rewind. ( Make sure to update this list regularly, okie? )
A: Amnesia Optimus AU ( TFA )
B: Beastformer Optimus AU ( TFA ) Blackarachnia Crossover AU ( TFA )
C: Coexist Monsterverse AU ( TFP, IDW, G1 )
D:
E: Empurata Getaway AU ( IDW ) Empurata Optimus AU ( TFA ) Empurata Rewind AU ( IDW ) Empurata Sideswipe AU ( IDW, G1 ) Empurata Tailgate AU ( IDW )
F: Femme Bee AU ( TFP ) Femme Optimus AU ( TFA ) FMA AU ( TFP, TFA, IDW )
G: Gods AU ( TFP )
H: Heaven and Hell AU ( TFP ) Hybrid Monsterverse AU ( TFP ) Hypnosis AU ( TFA )
I: Infinity Stones AU ( TFP )
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L:
M: Malachite AU ( TFP ) Minimus AU ( TFP, TFA ) Monsterverse ( TFP )
N: Nice Unicron AU ( TFP )
O:
P: Prime's Pearl AU ( IDW ) Prowl Swap AU ( IDW, TFA )
Q:
R: Reborn AU ( TFP ) Reincarnation AU ( TFA ) Reincarnation Monsterverse AU ( TFP ) Reverse Humanformers AU ( TFA ) Rodimegs AU ( IDW ) Rung AU ( TFP, TFA )
S: Singing Vehicons AU ( TFP ) Skyrim AU ( TFP ) Soundwave Shipper AU ( TFP ) Spark Eater Optimus AU ( TFA ) Sparkling Hot Rod AU ( TFP ) Sparkling Lost Light AU ( IDW ) Split Optimus AU ( TFA ) Swerve X Skids AU ( IDW ) Supernatural AU ( TFP , TFA )
T: Tarnma AU ( IDW ) The Last of Us AU ( TFP , TFA )
U: Us(Jordan Peele) AU ( TFP )
V:
W: WS Airachnid AU ( TFP ) World of Warcraft AU ( TFP , TFA )
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Z:
( So here they all are! Well, this was all I could find with the tags, but I hope I got everything XD Sorry if I intruded or anything on your AUs and stuff, in case you're not a big fan of this list... ) -HCAAZ
Note: Thank you so much for making this list, I've been meaning to do it! (I couldn't put tags to all the au's but I put a good amount of them)
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