You see I’ve been planning a custom Transformer series for a long time and I finally have done my first chapter
And if you don’t like it…please keep the criticisms to a minimum; my self esteem is already low
And if you do like it…then cupcakes and Italian sodas to you
Transformers: Earth wars
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More then meets the eye! Part-1
I am Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots and keeper of the Matrix. This is the story of a small group of Autobots and Decepticons that would change the world of the Transformers, where nothing is as is seems, forever. We are more then meet the eye, we are robots in disguise!
“Thank Primus we won’t have to do that again!” Yelled Hot Shot, after taking out the ion generator. He was a handsome young Autobot with a slick car mode. “Ah, stop your gripping and get down here! Yelled back Bumblebee from down the hill. A completely different Autobot altogether, with his slightly chubby demeanor and charming personality. They weren’t in the most likely of places for two Autobot soldiers; as a matter of fact they were probably in the least likely of places for two Autobot soldiers. Machadam’s scrap yard, a place for all Transformers to dump metallic waste and used weapons. A few solar cycles ago, they’d received an anonymous tip that said there was a perfectly their operational ion generator there, that would be perfect for their needs. “You know we really shouldn’t be here…” muttered Bumblebee. “Yeah, well I wasn’t going spend the rest of the cyber cycle going through every single Autobot scrapheap.” Hot Shot responded. Mechadam’s scrap yard wasn’t in Autobot territory. It was in Decepticon. “Besides, what are the chances that a Decepticon is going through this neck of the woods?” Hot Shot said while gesturing around. “This place is a bloody dump, why would any Decepticon want be here?”
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A wise Cybertronian once said: ‘any Cybertronian with sense should know to never say something that may come to be.’ Of course sometimes these sayings are a bit to close for comfort, however a Decepticon twenty grids away was not at all having any comfort in anything. “When in the Pit will I be able to come back to base?!” yelled Misfire into his com-link. On the com-link an annoyed voice spoke out. “You have a hundred grids to go! And get it through your processor Misfire, you’re staying out there!” “Aw, com’on” groaned Misfire, he was a relatively ugly Decepticon, with a brutish face and gravely voice…actually he was just plain ugly. He then noticed a blip- no wait…two blips on his radar. Two Autobots…this was going to be fun! “Maybe this trip won’t be such a disappointment after all! Ye haw!!!” he yelled as he put on his boosters and rocketed towards them
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“Oh boy.” Said Bumblebee, looking at his radar “Hot Shot, get down here and hide! Now!” he yelled. There was a Decepticon blip coming at them…fast! “What? Oh, com’on Bee’ you gotta put more feeling into a prank” Hot Shot said making his progress down the hill of scrap no faster then before Bumblebee told him. “I am not kidding! There is a big Con’ coming at us right now!” Bumblebee yelled. Hot Shot looked around, usually Bumblebee’s pranks never went this far. “Okay I’m-ahhhhh!!!” an explosion sent him flying towards Bumblebee. They crashed into each other, tumbling down a Junkion cruiser. “Well, at least you managed to come down” Bumblebee said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. They got up off the ground and started running for cover. Hot Shot looked over his shoulder and saw the Decepticon descending upon them. “Trying to run? Well taste the power of my blasters!” shouted Misfire. “Yeah, well I only like the tasty ones…and yours has gone sour!” snapped Bumblebee and let loose a volley of electrical blasts from the mini-Tesla coils on his wrist. One caught Misfire in the chest and sent him plummeting to the ground, spraying iron filings everywhere. The Decepticon slowly got up, his head unit still spinning form the shock. He looked around trying to find a target; he then saw a flicker of movement and started blasting away at the location. Meanwhile Hot Shot looked up from behind a piece of armor plating and ducked back down. “I can’t believe he actually fell for that” he whispered to Bumblebee. “Man, this Con’ is even dumber then I thought” Bumblebee whispered back looking over at the Decepticon as he approached the barrel that Hot Shot thru to distract him. “Who dares to trick Misfire? Who?” the Decepticon roared and started to scan for Autobot signatures. “I guess we know what his name is now. How are we gonna handle this?” Hot Shot asked. “We improvise with what we got…Bumblebee transform!” Bumblebee responded and transformed into a small hovercar. He revved his small but powerful engine and throttled towards Misfire. Misfire turned towards the sound and started to shoot at the small yellow vehicle as it accelerated towards him. “Three, two, one, and go!!!” yelled Bumblebee and rammed into Misfire’s legs, over behind the armor plating Hot Shot transformed and raced behind Bumblebee’s tail “Woo hoo!!” he yelled and just as Misfire was getting up, barreled into him. “ugh…Hey get back here! Misfire transform!” He turned into jet mode and rocketed after them. Meanwhile after the three Transformers got out of sight a small avalanche tumbled down the scrap heap. An old communications stand was among the junk “Soundwave transform” a monotone voice rang out over the junk and the communications stand transformed into a large buff blue robot, it had a single optic bar and a face plate. “Soundwave reports success of operation: Scrap pile. Soundwave transform.” It turned into a VTOL and took off jettisoning after the three Transformers
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“Man and I thought this day was going to be dull!!” shouted Hot Shot. “Yeah having fun and cheating death…just plain fun” yelled Bumblebee swerving to avoid an obstacle. “Drive in a straight line, I can’t shoot you!” screamed Misfire as he strafed them again. The two Autobots raced into a relatively safer area and started a counter attack. Hot Shot sent some plasma blasts at the Decepticon while Bumblebee sent some electricity towards him. “Fools, you cannot stand to the might of Misfire!” The Decepticon roared. “Maybe they can’t…but I probably will be able to stand to you” said a new voice to the battlefield. A Transformer walked out from the shadows, he was an Autobot with an average build with a mouth plate, shoulder mounted rocket launcher and ear-like projections, along with a pair of plates sticking out from his back. “Wheeljack? Is that you?” Said Hot Shot incredulously. “Yup, and it looks like you need some help” Wheeljack responded. “Another Autobot? Bring a hundred!” Misfire challenged. “I’m fresh outta Autobots Deceptidumb, but I am bringing the heat” he reached behind his back and pulled out seemingly from nowhere a rocket and plugged it into his rocket launcher and yelled “eat napalm!” The rocket shot out of the launcher and exploded into an immobilizer net. It covered Misfire and immobilized him. He tried to rise but the net held him. “Get this thing off of me!!” he screamed and started to thrash around, slowly the net began to rip. ‘I thought you said that was a napalm rocket!” Hot Shot said and started to back away from the Decepticon. “Well I tried to grab it, but I must’ve grabbed the immobilizer net. Sorry.” He said. “Yeah well it ain’t doing a good immobilization” Hot Shot yelled as the Decepticon burst through the net and started to shoot at them. “Time to transform and hit the road” yelled Wheeljack. They all transformed and raced away…but none of them knew that they were being watched…”Soundwave reports delay, will attempt to terminate delay” the VTOL said and hovered silently…and began to follow them again
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Suddenly Wheeljack saw what they were looking for “hey guys, you see that wall over there?” he asked. “Yeah, why?” responded Bumblebee. “Just follow my lead…” He said ominously as he began to race toward the wall. “Oh…I get it” Bumblebee said and accelerated following him towards their seeming doom. “Hey, you’re gonna smash yourselves up for me?” Misfire asked to no one in particular. He banked and watched them get closer to the wall, twenty feet…fifteen feet…the excitement was almost to much! Ten feet…five feet…and they were gone. They’d disappeared from his view screen “huh?” he landed and crossed over to the wall; he squinted and studied the wall. Suddenly he laughed, it was a hologram. He floated up and put his thrusters on maximum and rocketed towards the wall with all his might…and crashed into it. “Owww…What hit me?” he moaned and groaned; suddenly a laser smacked right into him and put him into stasis lock. Over on top of a hill a single bar eye scanned over the landscape. “Soundwave reports delay terminated, returning to base” and the blue Decepticon transformed and hovered across the landscape, silent as death
To be continued…
I shall be adding images of the characters and the designs (all credit for any images goes to Google and TFwiki)
