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It was a quiet day on Cybertron. Well, where you're from, it was on the quiet side of the planet, it was always peaceful. Mechs, femme's and other bots always get along with each other in harmony.

The creators of this planet had created many bots on this planet. Workers, movers, and others that will help create society for everyone. When your creator made you, they made you have the ability to make specialized weapons that will help yourself in different situations.

They also made you their partner when it comes to science, creating things and discovering things that would help the both of you. But that didn't last long.

A sinister group had formed within these vorns, the Decepticons. The sound of gunfire and lasers were fired all over the planet, bodies dropping to the ground or would float in space for all eternity.

Your creator had told you that you had to go into hiding, informing you about a place where no one bothered to go in. It's been vorns since you seen them. The blood-thirsty group wanted power, they wanted war. As time passed, a new faction had to be made, a group of individuals.

The Autobots.

They needed to fight back, wanting their freedom back from the cybertronians that took it from them. They were able to hold them back, but they weren't strong enough. The Decepticons had discovered a new way to overpower the people on the planet. By transforming.

You see, the bots on Cybertron can transform into an alt-mode where they can become a vehicle, plane, helicopter, or train. But they're some other groups that can transform into other things.

Such as weapons, like guns, rockets, speakers, tapes. They all come in different shapes and sizes that will help themselves to it. As for you, your alt-form is a hoverbike, a form that's able to travel quickly in the air, it's quiet, and can gather information.

You were still to yourself, having a place that was quiet and unbothered by the war that was going on. You have security cameras and weapons that will help you defend yourself by the people that are at war.

When the war was getting dangerous, most of the autobots had to retreat, meaning that they had to hide in the area where you lived. You were kind of upset, but at the same time, you understand their choice.

Ever since that happened, you had to upgrade everything. Hidden cameras that were built inside of the walls, a stun gun inside the door in case someone tried to break in. You even had to upgrade some parts of your appearance.

You were glad that none of those were activated on the side that wanted freedom. But it did happen to those who were part of the decepticons. Some would try and break in, and you were already ready for them.

You couldn't even count how many you've disabled; their broken parts would float endlessly in the dark abyss called space. But there've been some mechs from both sides that have been asking you to come join their sides.

Autobots that want to have you on their side to help them gather info on the opposite group that will help them overthrow the enemy. With the decepticons, you knew that they only needed you for your strategies and weapon creations.

But there have been some that try to butter you up into joining, and there have been some that were actually genuine about joining a side. If you had to join either side, it would be the autobots automatically, but you weren't focused on that, just yourself.

Right now, you can be seen sipping on a glass of energon, playing some sort of game on your data pad. You would swirl the glass of the liquid, the colors that would mix and separate themselves. This liquid can be used for so many things.

You can consume it, build with it, study it. You even bleed from it, too!

It somewhat reminds you of the cybertronians that used to unite with each other, but then they would separate. It has to be exhausting, you pondered. Imagine having someone you know dearly to you, having someone that you loved dearly to your spark.

Only for them to end up on the opposite side. Away from you.

You liked living by yourself, the wave of anxiety always made you ready for when another individual is at your door or when a wave of decepticons would raid this area. You wished that you could move, but where would you go?

More than half of this planet was already raided and destroyed. If there are still parts that haven't been touched, it's probably going to be stormed the next few solar-cycles. Downing the glass, you let out a heavy sigh.

Maybe you should charge for the night, but that would be a risk of someone breaking in. Your dimmed optics blinked, placing your head against the wall. The only thing that was lit in your dark home were small, neon lights that give some sort of aesthetic to your place.

The sound of someone knocking on metal made you direct your gaze towards the front door. 'Who could that be...?' you thought, a small, irritated frown stretched on your faceplate. Pressing a button on your data pad to open the cameras, you see a short, yellow autobot.

Emitting a sigh of relief, you trudged out of your berth, walking towards the metal door. Pressing a few buttons, your metal door slid open, revealing the autobot who wore a small grin and holding a block of energon, you loomed over him in height.

"Hey, Bumblebee," you greeted with a low, gentle tone. "Delivering another block, I see. How've you been?" The short autobot chuckled, giving the glowing to you.

"I'm doing good, just delivering these cubes to the people that are still at home." he replied. Bumblebee was a scout for the autobots, the red symbol plastered proudly on the center of his chassis.

He's been one of the individuals that have been trying to get you onto the autobots side, but you could never find yourself to join them. "How about you?" he asked politely, watching you place the cube of energon inside your home.

"I'm alright," you sighed, your optics glancing over the autobot to make sure no one was watching or trying to pull off sneak attack. "How's Optimus?" your question caused the autobot to smile brightly.

"He's been doing good. He's been recruiting some autobots for his team, with my help as well. Right now, we have at least ten mechs in our team, they've been a great help." he responded. You let out a small hum, seeing that Optimus was still alive and fighting well.

He was one of the people you knew before the war, but he used to go by Orion Pax. While he was a dock worker, you were assisting your creator in their creations. You both chimed into a small conversation, catching up on things that've been happening.

Talking to Bumblebee made you feel at ease, the feeling of always keeping guard always exhausted you to the point where you couldn't recharge. You then hear something in your audials, making you quickly glance your optics upwards.

A light scowl formed on your derma when you see a certain tri-color seeking flying overhead, it was noticed by Bumblebee as you quickly placed your optics back. "Is everything alright?" he questioned, his bright blue optics held a concern glint in them.

You decided to comlink him, not knowing if the seeker can read dermas. ::There's a Seeker flying around. Don't look up.:: you quietly informed with a firm tone. His optics slightly widened, quietly giving you a slight nod.

::Alright, I'll talk to you soon. Be careful out here.::

Nodding, your metal door quickly closed, nearly slamming it shut. The feeling of anxiety slowly builds up in your chassis, striding your way to your room and face planting on your berth. 'Will this war ever end?'

Sighing heavily, you sat up, grabbing your pulse baster. It was a weapon that can short-circuit any bot. Placing it down on your pillow, you laid your helm on it too. Your dim optics became half-lidded, slowly feeling drowsy.

Placing the blanket over your frame, you slowly offlined, hoping to get some rest.

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A few solar-cycles had passed. You were in your alt-mode, flying near the safest area that you can find to get some supplies. It was quiet as usual, some cybertronians and autobots were sort of rushing to get supplies, needing to hurry in case any decepticons arrive here to start trouble.

Transforming into robot-mode, you paced your way towards the items you needed. The sound of sparkling can be heard in the distance, they're probably hungry or scared about what's happening.

Getting a few energon cubes, you checked out your items with the right number of credits. Once you were finished, the sound of bots panicking started to rise, but you didn't hear hurried footsteps, they're frozen with fear.

Taking the chance, you turned your helm, finding not one, not two, but three decepticons who were causing this. Your optics first found the infamous, tri-colored seeker, Starscream. He wore a smirk on his derma, his gaze immediately meeting yours, as if he was waiting for you to turn around.

Behind him was the rest of his trine, a blue seeker named Thundercracker and the black and purple seeker being Skywarp. He stood there behind the leader of the trine with a bored expression, while Thundercracker just waved at you. He must've dragged them here.

"Hello, Starscream." you greeted lowly, already wanting to go home.

"Hello to you too, [Name]." he lightly mocked, slightly looking downwards as his red optics glowed in delight. He was taller than you by a few inches. You see, before the war, you were sort of like rivals. He was a scientist as well, having creations and ideas that will help him get to the top.

And at the top, there was you and your creator. He was always jealous of your creator's work, yet it seemed to lean towards you. He wanted to work with your creator, hoping that they can combine their ideas and create something for their use, more like for his use.

They had to decline, saying that they were fine with working by themselves with you by their side. He remembered you always having a blank, tired, or resting depression on your faceplate, as if you didn't like working with your creator.

You did like working with them, so why was he judging you on your expression in the first place? They helped you create and modify, such as weapons that you were able to store in your gauntlets.

His somewhat jealousy had somewhat turned into an obsession, trying multiple times to convince you to join his side. Joining the Decepticons.

"Is there anything you need, Starscream?" you inquired, already wanting to end this interaction. He held his hands up, mocking a surrender.

"No, I'm just here to see what place on this planet is still lurking with citizens," he hummed. "But I'm glad that I stopped here before I have to report back to Megatron." his face sneered when he mentioned the leader of the deceptions.

A fake smile stretched across your faceplate. "Good for you. If you'll excuse me, I'm heading out now." as you were striding your way towards the entrance, you were stopped by the tri-colored seeker.

"And why would I let you leave? I was just having a friendly conversation, and you were just gonna head out." his smirk had grown on his faceplate, stepping towards you again. You both stood there in cold silence, optics boring into optics.

As one servo held your bag of your items, you clenched your other servo, making a small, sharp blade form from your gauntlet. The blade emitted a low hum, causing the cybertronian citizens to move back, as if they're about to witness a fight.

Starscream couldn't help but chuckle. "Still cold as ever, eh?" his servos tried to reach for your chin, you made a clean cutting motion to it with your servo. It happened so fast, watching a cut form in the tri-colored seekers servo, a small stream of energon flowed from it.

Making your small blade go back into your arm, you leave without a word, going into your alt-mode and rushing your way back home. Thundercracker and Skywarp tried to go towards their leader, but he stopped them, reassuring that he was fine.

His smirk grew darker, lifting his servo that had the cut on it to his faceplate, licking it as he let out a satisfied hum. 'I will be seeing you soon, Ghostline...'

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Making it back home, you slumped against the metal door, your platings lightly grating on it. Out of everyone you had to encounter, it had to be him. What was he doing there anyway? If it was anyone else, the shop would've been raided and destroyed already.

Finding the courage, you sat up, placing the items on your desk. Sitting on the small chair in front of it, you took out the small blade in your wrist area. It lightly shined in the small, neon light in your working desk.

Lightly grazing a digit on the side of it, it seemed to be slightly dull. Getting a metal file block from a small drawer under your work desk, you slowly began to sharpen it. You made sure that each side was even and sharp, making sure it was precisely used.

Small sparks would spew when sharpening, some landing on the desk but you didn't mind. Taking the small blade off of the metal, a light smile stretched on your derma as it shined beautifully in the dark room.

Pressing a button on your arm plating, you placed the blade back inside your, closing it. Getting up from your chair, you grabbed a small cue of energon, the colors glowed in the work room. Walking to your room, you grabbed your data pad and sat comfortably on your berth.

You mindlessly started to play some games on your data pad, sipping on the colorful liquid, enjoying the peaceful silence. But that was until someone knocked on your door, nearly causing you to emit an annoyed groan.

Exiting out of the game, you went to see what was on the cameras. Pulling up the screen, you see a tall, blue and white mech who wore a red visor and a metal mask. You knew he was trouble, seeing a decepticon symbol in the center of his chest as a small gatling gun was on his shoulder.

But what weirded you out was he was staring right at the camera.

The mech continued to stare, as if he was waiting for you to answer the door. But how? The camera is hidden inside the walls. An irritated feeling started to rise, quickly getting up as you quietly stomped your way to your desk to grab your pulse blaster.

Placing your data pad away, you held your blaster behind you. Pressing the buttons to open your door, you hid half of your fraze behind the metal door. "Can I help you?" you inquired, slightly lifting your gaze to meet his red visor.

"Soundwave: Surveying the area. Looked abandoned at first." he spoke in a monotone, his red visor bore into your narrowed optics. You couldn't tell if he was lying or not, clutching your blaster behind you.

"Then how did you know that someone was here? You were staring at a specific spot." you replied.

"Soundwave: Was told by a certain Seeker. But I already knew about this location before him." your optics widened at his quick response, were they stalking you? And if they were, how long were they doing it?

'That spawn of a glitch!' you thought. You then asked the mech what he wanted, itching to pull the trigger, but that would cause trouble, and you didn't want that.

"Was ordered here by our leader. Drop the blaster, you don't want to get hurt." he lowly hummed, watching his red visor glowed in enlightenment at your shocked expression. Great, he was a Telepath.

Scowling, you dropped your weapon, hearing a muffled thud behind you on the carpet floor. You both entered a staredown, either waiting for something to happen. You suddenly hear two voices coming from the blue mech.

"Hey, boss! When are we gonna get something to eat?"

"Yeah, You've been in this area for a while. Can we go back to base?"

The decepticon noticed the slight perplexed expression on your faceplate. "We will go now, Cassettes." staring at you for a single klick, he then takes off flying. Gritting your denta, you quickly pressed the buttons to close the metal door.

Picking up your gun, you threw it on the desk. Great, they're stalking you now. You have to move, but where to? Your servos covered your faceplate, slowly sliding them off as you emitted a tired groan.

What were you going to do now?

Stomping back into your room, you snatched the energon cube and downed the entire thing, a few drops of the colorful liquid landed on the ground. You felt the coolness of the liquid slowly cool you down, not noticing that your vents were kicking in from the rage that was trying to show.

Feeling a bit dizzy from downing the cube, you sat down on your berth. You stared endlessly at the walls, nothing going through your processor as a sudden white noise became present.

'Maybe I should give Bumblebee a call. I'm tired of this...'

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Somewhere, in the ruins on Cybertron, multiple explosions can be heard in the distance. The citizens of Cybertron had already evacuated, hoping to find a safe place in this so-called death trap of a planet.

Nearby, a panel had opened on the ground, revealing two autobots. “There’s not enough energon conductors to last the cortex.” grumbled the first bot, picking up Bumblebee from the panel as well.

The yellow autobot was trying to achieve some supplies for when they report back to Optimus Prime. With him was Wheeljack, the scientist and the inverter of the group. When he was recruited, he was able to help Optimus when dealing with the Decepticons.

“At least we found some,” Bumblebee replied, holding glowing rods of energon in hand. “C’mon, we gotta hurry before any more cons find us.” Nodding, the scientist went into his alt-mode, suggesting that they can travel better than on foot.

As they were making their way towards a specific direction, Bumblebee was getting a comlink. ::Hello?:: he replied, his voice showed slight hesitancy.

::Bumblebee, you around here?::

The yellow autobot brightened when he heard your voice, a light grin stretching on his derma. ::Yeah, I’m just collecting some energon while we head back to base. Did you need something?::

::Alright, is it okay if you stop by where I’m usually at? I’ve finally thought about and decided to join you guys… Right now, I don’t feel safe here.:: you replied, the tone in your voice showed slight exhaustion. After what had happened yesterday, you needed to get out of here.

::Okay, we’re on our way! See you soon.:: he then ended the comlink, quickly hopping inside of Wheeljack. “We gotta stop somewhere, I have a friend that wants to join. They live in the quiet parts of Cybertron.”

“They live in those parts? I’m surprised that the decepticons haven’t raided that part yet.” the scientist hummed, turning himself to go into a different direction. The two knew that the enemy would destroy places that have livelihood, a society.

The ride there started to become quiet, explosions in the distance were muffled as they went through a dark tunnel. Neon lights peeked through the vents of the tunnel as they arrived at the place.

Bumblebee emerged out of Wheeljack, quietly striding his way towards your door. He gave it a quick knock, hearing muffled footsteps coming towards the door. As the door slide opened, you chuckled when you see the scout with a toothy grin.

“Hey kid. You really excited for me to join your team?” you lightly hummed, closing your door, making sure to lock it. From a few feet away. Wheeljack had gone into bot mode, wanting to see who Bumblebee was talking to.

He sees a cybertronian that loomed over the yellow autobot who wore a faint grin. Your optics were dimmed with small bio-lights that gently glowed in the darkness with a healed scar on your face plate. On your arms, you had unique designs of ink markings, another word for tattoos.

Your gaze landed towards him, hearing him emit a nervous chuckle before waving. “You must be Bumblebee's friend he’s been talking about. I’m Wheeljack.” he greeted politely, pushing his servo out.

You stride your way towards him, his helm slowly lifting upwards to see you in full height. “[Name]. Nice to meet you.” you replied, grasping his servo into a firm handshake. Letting go of his hand, you direct your gaze towards the yellow autobot. “So, are we going back to the base?”

Bumblebee nodded, explaining that they were gathering some supplies before you called him. Taking in the information, the scientist transformed into a hover-van, seeing that the yellow bot was traveling with him.

“Just follow us.” the scout quickly stated, getting a nod as you transformed into a hoverbike. It was interesting, Wheeljack had never seen a form like that before. Was it rare? They moved forward, quietly going in the air.

It was like you camouflaged in the night sky, as they couldn’t see you. Going through multiple tunnels, the neon lights on the buildings lightly glowed in the night as you see multiple individuals up ahead that was blocking the entrance to Iacon.

::Bumblebee, seekers straight ahead!:: you quickly reminded him, seeing the same trine group from yesterday. The scout alerted Wheeljack to place a barrier around his alt-mode as they heard lasers being fired.

Their attacks couldn’t leave a mark on the scientist, but he knew that he had to hurry. A small laser cannon emerged from the bottom of your alt-mode, firing with accuracy as it stunned the group of decepticons.

Going past then, the tri-colored seeker demanded the other two to go after them, transforming and taking off into the night sky. Turning your cannon around, you fired at the two seekers that trailed from behind, cutting their directions off as they tried their best to avoid your attacks.

“You alright in there, Bumblebee?” Wheeljack questioned, wanting to make sure that he was safe.

“Yeah, I’m okay.” he replied, looking out of the window. “I think I see the hideout up ahead. I’m glad [Name] was able to handle them off, they definitely have a spot on the team!” The hover-van couldn’t help but chuckle at the scout, taking a few sharp turns.

Up ahead, there was a large, golden structure that resembled a cone with a glass on top of it. ::Wheeljack to Iacon. We’re outside.:: the door to the structure quickly opened, you three quickly went inside as the door closed shut.

But in the hurry, you all didn’t notice a certain telepath that camouflaged nearby. Going into bot form, he pressed a button on his upper chest. “Laserbeak: Prepare for flight. Destination: Iacon.” he ordered remotely, watching a cassette tape turn into a bird-like bot creature.

Inside, he sees four mechs that were conversing on an elevator pad, one of them being Optimus Prime. “Any luck out there, Jazz?” the prime inquired, watching the black and white mech transform into bot-mode.

“Negative. The north side of Cybertron is darker than the inside of a driveshaft.” he reported, his blue visor glowed slightly in the dark. Their leader sighed, knowing that nobody was going to win the war unless they found a new supply of energon.

From above, Laserbeak was able to gather the information, flying his way back to its sender. With the four mechs, they arrived back at the ship. Pressing a button to open a door to the main area, they stride towards their stations.

Before Optimus could sit down, the door opened back up, making him turn around. “Ah, Bumblebee, Wheeljack. You guys made it in-” his sentence stopped when you stride inside, looking around the area before your optics met his gaze.

“[Name]?” he uttered, getting a wave from you. He hasn’t seen you in so long, practically a couple of million vorns ago.

“Hey Optimus, how’s it going?” you greeted, your voice holding tiredness. The other autobots inside turned around to see a tall individual that stood in front of their leader. Your height reaches to his mid-forearm.

“It’s been harsh, the war is growing more dangerous by the day.” he huffed out, feeling a few pairs of optics on him, turning around to see a cruise bunch of his team. “Everyone, this is [Name]. I’ve known them since I was a miner.”

You felt a bit uneasy at the multiple stairs, greeting them with a small wave. “You’ve known them for that long?” questioned a red and gray mech, his voice was low and gruff. “How come you haven’t placed them on the team?”

“[Name] tends to like being by themselves, Ironhide. They avoided the war as if it was a disease. It’s been awhile, but I know that they’ve come prepared for this.” he replied, his blue optics glowed with a promise as he spoke.

He remembered the amount of weapons you helped create with your creator as a sparkling. A mech that was a bit shorter than you came up towards you with a toothy grin on his face plate.

“Question, if you don’t mind me asking.” spoke Jazz, getting a dismissive wave from you. “Have you ever dealt with’a decepticon at a young age?”

Your derma stretched to show a small grin, but there was a hint of sadness that was evident. “I tore out the neck cables of a decepticon with my denta when I was a youngling.” you replied, crossing your arms. Jazz’s grin grew wider while the others stared in disbelief, as if it was normal for a youngling to do that.

“I-is that true, Optimus?” questioned another mech, who wore a red design on their horns horn on their helm with a black and white design on his frame.

“It is, Prowl. They told me that it was to protect their creator.” their leader confirmed, getting affirmative nods from the other autobots. Having some time for the introductions, you felt the ship take off, looking forward to see the stars that breezed by.

Your optical ridges furrow when you see two asteroids about to collide. “Everyone, hang onto something!” Optimus hurriedly exclaimed, watching his team hang onto the multiple control panels as the asteroids exploded, sending out multiple projectiles.

Behind the golden ship, there was a purple ship that had the decepticon symbol on the side. “Meteor shower: Incoming!” Soundwave altered, directing his masked gaze towards his leader, Megatron.

The turbulence was starting to become rocky, the small meteors began to rock the ship. “We’re losing power! Follow them!” he shouted with a commanding tone, grasping onto his throne as his red optics glowed.

“Why don’t we just blow them up?!” Starscream exclaimed.

“Because I want to know what they’re after,” he hissed at his TIC. “I’ve also heard that a certain cybertronian is on there with them.” he added, slightly confusing the tri-colored seeker.

Back with the autobots, Ironhide pulled the lever to fire a large laser to clear the rocks away. Looking at one of the panel screens, your optics widened. “We’re being followed!” you quickly announced.

“Decepticons.” Optimus grumbled with annoyance, quickly running towards the main control panel to try and steer the ship away from the enemy. The ship suddenly came to a strop when a magnetic force that was used by the enemy caused them to lose some of their power.

A long tunnel shot its way into the autobot ship, making you take out your blaster as you heard rapid footsteps heading inside. Once you saw a gray pede, you fired immediately, immobilizing the mech.

“S-s-stop t-t-them!” the one who you short appeared to be Megatron, who was short-circuited by your blaster. The trine and the telepath run inside, but Ironhide was quick to tackle the blue and white mech, causing electricity to burst out.

Jazz and Bumblebee handled the seekers, making sure to stay covered when enemy shots were fired. The sound of incoming footsteps coming towards you made you swiftly kick the person back. You turned towards the attacker, gritting your denta with anger.

“Starscream.” you huffed out, shooting your blaster towards him. He barely got away, getting hit on one side of his wings, not being able to use one of his laser cannons anymore.

“Since when you joined the blasted Autobots?” he sneered with disgust, aiming a punch towards you. Ducking, you swept your leg under him, making his frame collapse to the ground. Raising your foot high in the air, you aimed your heel pede to slam it on his helm, but he rolled over, making you break a part of the floor.

Megatron was finally able to get up but was tackled by Optimus. Before he could land a hit, the entire ship started to shake. “We’re out of control!” he shouts as he tries to steer it. With being connected with the decepticons ship, both ships were out of control, causing everyone to stop fighting.

Up ahead was another planet, surrounded by rocky terrain. The decepticon ship was able to snap off of the autobot ship, making it crash in the large body of water. Heading straight ahead, the golden ship crashed into a mountain, followed by an explosion that caused everyone to emergency shut down.

Warning signals popped up in your processor, struggling to activate frame defensive protocol before you shut down into darkness as small cuts on their frames slowly seep out energon of everyone inside the ship.

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Time began to pass. The rocky terrain became greener, full of life and nature. Mountains and large structures began to shrink as wildlife began to grow within time. Four million years had passed.

In the autobot spaceship, there laid multiple broken bots that had been shut down for so long that most of them started to decompose. With a sudden volcanic explosion, the energy seemed to turn on the computer.

A small satellite emerged out of the panel, flying its way out of the ship to go look for things to repair. It scanned a fighter jet, using the blueprints to scan and repair one of the seekers, Skywarp.

He scanned the area, seeing that he was the first one awake. His gaze landed towards his leader, dragging his frame so he could come back to live. All the damage and rust began to revert back, giving Megatron new repairs.

“My leader, we’re alive again.” The black and purple seeker helped him up.

“C’mon, we must revive the others.” Megatron responded, his voice still raspy like before. The two gathered the rest of the decepticons, placing them in a pile so they could revive. One by one, they began to stand up, placing their gazes towards their leader.

As all the decepticons were revived, they flew out of the ship, landing on a large hill above it, their heavy footsteps creating muffled thuds as they took a look around them. “Time has passed, but our mission has not changed.” their leader informed them, needing to get a supply of energon.

If they could possibly find resources that could help them make a large supply, they’ll return back home and build the ultimate weapon and conquer the universe. As they began to leave, he turned his gaze to see Starscream shooting at the broken airship.

“Starscream! Stop it!” he shouted, already annoyed by the jet fighter.

“I’m just saying goodbye.” the tri-colored seeker replied with a hiss, shooting at the ship once more before following his leader. His attacks caused some of the autobots to move around, getting shot with a beam that would revive him.

It landed on Optimus, gathering the blueprints of a semi-truck. Emitting a groan from his intake, he stood up, giving thanks to the computer. He watches as his friends begin to come back to life, you being the next one as the satellite had to go into a restricted area to find your prints.

A groggy groan slightly static your voice box, trudging your way up to your pedes. As a few minutes passed, the other autobots were soon revived with new frames. “What’s goin’ on, Optimus?” Jazz questioned.

The prime looked outside, his blue optics landing on new land. “It seems that we’ve landed on a new planet, I can sense rich resources of energy, but the decepticons must know about it as well.” he replied, turning back to his team.

“Hound, [Name], see if you both can locate the decepticons.” he instructed, getting firm nods from the two.

“What about me?” another red mech that was shooter than Ironhide chimed in. “I wanna boot some decepticon right in his turbocharger.”

“Easy, Cliffjumper. Just find them and we’ll deal with them later.” his leader replied, his optics narrowing at the short mech. The three of you nodded, making your way outside and going into alt-mode.

They drove their way towards the new location as you took the air, hoping to find something from above. ‘This place is a lot different than Cybertron…’ you thought when a sudden oily smell started to fume in the air.

::You guys smell that?:: you comlinked Hound and Cliffjumper, seeing something in the distance.

::Yup, I think we found the decepticons.:: the military jeep replied, guessing that he and the other mech could smell it as well. You three went into bot-mode, crouching on a hill as you see the enemy already building some sort of structure.

The small red mech wanted to go down there and give them a beating or two, but he had to follow Optimus’s orders. Hound pressed a button on his gantlets, watching a small satellite turn on so they could gather information.

::I will blunder Earth, and steal its precious resources.:: That was Megatron speaking before Soundwave spoke as well.

::We can concentrate the energy into energon cubes. Can be stored into the new space cruiser.::

As you and Hound listened in on their conversations, something had caught your optics, widening when you see Cliffjumper wielding a rocket launcher that was bigger than him. ::What are you doing?!::

You had to quickly comlink him, knowing that yelling would give away your location.

“I’ve got Megatron dead center in my view.” he replied with a sly grin. Hound tried to grab the weapon, but the shorter mech was able to fire it, but still missed as it fired at the ground near the enemy.

“Now you've done it! We gotta get out of here!” the military jeep exclaimed before quickly going into alt-mode. You and Cliffjumper transformed as you guys began to escape, feeling something following them, who seemed to be Laserbeak.

“Split up! That way one of us can report back to Optimus.” The three of you went in different directions, the robotic bird followed the military jeep as it fired a missile at you and Cliffjumper. A small cannon emerged on top of your alt-form, getting a clean shot to destroy the missile.

With Hound, he was able to dodge a few lasers that were fired from the flying enemy, but the road was starting to become rocky, causing him to get hit. His tires tried to stop, but he crashed into the rocky wall, making him off the road.

Turning yourself around, you see the military jeep smoking. ::[Name] to Optimus. Hound has been hit.:: you reported, getting a quick reply from the semi-truck.

::I’ll send in Ratchet and Hauler right away. Anything on the decepticons?::

::They’re trying to gather info on resources to make energon cubes. They also started to make some structures to make a new ship.:: you responded, your gaze following an ambulance and a crane truck.

Taking in the information, you both ended the call, flying your way towards the downed vehicle. He uttered thanks as you helped him up so Hauler could use his hook to pull him up. “Do you know where you got hit?” the white and red mech inquired, guessing that was Ratchet.

“I uh, I think it's my drivetrain.” the jeep replied, a pained groan was emitted after. You asked him if he could transform, watching him make an attempt to do so, but he couldn’t. Cliffjumper hand landed next to the medic, apologizing for jumping the gun to fire at the decepticon leader.

“Ha ha, you mean sending them a message.” he replied, getting a chuckle from the smaller autobot. Once Hound was pulled up, you, Ratchet and Cliffjumper quickly reported back to base, Hauler following you three behind.

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Safely getting back to base, Hound was quickly getting repaired by the medic. You explained to the rest of the autobots that the enemy were going to make energon cubes and report them back to Cybertron.

“Jazz, organize a battle unit. We’re going after them.” he instructs, getting a bright grin from the porsche. Once everyone was outside, he started to call out their names, watching them go into their new alt-mode.

“Autobots, start your engines!” He then turned towards the taller mech. “We’re ready, Prime.”

“Then let's roll!” Transforming into a large semi-truck, you quickly transformed into a hoverbike, following them from above as the others trailed behind the leader.

Meanwhile, with the Decepticons, Laserbeak flew back towards their sender, landing on the blue and white mech’s shoulder armor. “Megatron, Laserbeak has returned. Energy source: Nearby.” he reported in monotone.

“Excellent.” his leader hummed with a menacing grin. He takes off flying, followed by the trine and the telepath. The cool wind breezed past them as they flew past a large group of clouds. Pointing in front of him, he sees an oil rig that was near the shore.

“Dive here!” he demands, flying downwards.

The workers that were on the oil rig had noticed the multiple individuals, nearly falling to the ground as the alien robots landed near them. They started to question their co-workers on what was in front of them, throwing their equipment at them, but that did nothing to help.

Megatron stared at them with a blank expression, grabbing a large metal pipe and throwing it at them, making them run to the water. A young man saw that his father was being attacked by one of the robots.

“Let go of my dad!” he demands, hitting a purple decepticon named Rumble that was slightly taller than him.

He attempted to hit it, but he quickly retracted his hand back in pain, hitting bare metal as he was smacked away. While the enemy was distracted, his father was able to kick him off, telling his son to head into the water.

“Starscream, activate the nullray, now!” Megatron demands, watching the seeker shoot a pillar nearby, making it non-functional. He then instructs Soundwave to make energon cubes, watching empty cubes being made by the telepath from his cassette player.

Skywarp and Thrundercracker grabbed hose’s so they could pour oil into the cubes. To have room for them to carry, they squashed them down, causing the recourse to glow brightly with different colors.

This was barely a small fraction of what they needed, needing to practically suck this entire planet dry to gather what they needed. Starscream turned around, his red optics widened as he pointed in the air. “Autobots! They’re here!”

The deception leader turned around to see multiple autobots flying towards them. “Decepticons, attack!” transforming into a ray gun, Starscream grabbed it and began to fire, but he missed all of his shots.

Landing, the two groups clashed, lasers and cannons being fired all across the oil rig. A small panel opened on your tibulan, grabbing a chain that held a magnetic force. Making the chain wrap around the blue seeker, it caused him to short-circuit.

Lifting up your chain with him still wrapped around it, you threw him towards the other decepticons, making them crash to the ground. “What are you doing Thundercracker?!” Skywarp exclaimed, but he only recovered a glitchy response from the blue seeker.

With quickness, Jazz and Prowl fired at the energon cubes that were made, causing them to explode. Optimus Prime and Megatron were exchanging punches, the prime having the advantage. But he was knocked off the ground as Laserbeak pushed him away.

The decepticons then took flight, getting the left over energon cubes that they’ve managed to grab before retreating. “So long, Prime. Have a nice swim!” Megatron fired his arm cannon towards the metal legs that held the oil rig, making it crash into the water.

A large amount of oil began to pour into the ocean, making the decepticon leader smirk as he fired at the oil rig, making a burst of flames fumed off the surface before retreating back with his team.

As you and the autobots made an attempt to get out of the water, you heard a cry for help. “We’re trapped! Please, save us!” It was the workers from before that were trapped under broken structures.

You and Optimus were near them, making you both quickly swim over to them. “Keep your heads above the water and stay close!” The semi-truck instructs as you both move the broken structures away as the fire started to get closer.