by Godzillabot Primal » Sat May 12, 2012 11:00 am
- Motto: "Roll out!"
Here is fiction version
The other two teams get into position and wait for the signal. Meanwhile I am once again contacted by a mysterious force that offers me unlimited power if we surrender. Of course I refuse. After a conversation with Prime, I decide that we will attack. Only for a bolt of dark energy to blast me into the closet doors. As I wake up, I see a small Minicon walk towards me. I prepare to blast it, but then it speaks. In the same voice that invaded my mind previously. It offers me one last chance to save the troops. Only at the price I surrender complete control over the toys to him and his master. I am at a dilemma, save the toys at the cost of their freedom or get all the power I’ve ever desired and join the Minicons. To which I respond by blasting him…which doesn’t do anything. He just laughs and says he made a good choice of an opponent and vanishes in a cloud of smoke. Then in the middle of the battlefield the Evil Minicon reappears and starts reactivating the Minicon army. I give the signal and both armies clash. Things begin to look like we’re winning…until the Evil Minicon lets loose a wave of energy that knocks out almost everyone. I manage to create an energy shield to protect myself and the other members, Optimus, Megatron, and Shockwave, although it drains my energy. The Evil Minicon walks to us and crushes the shield with a wave of his hand. I glare at him. His dark energy is beginning to overwhelm the mold and he is slowly becoming a black repaint of the Minicon’s former self. We traditionally exchange witty words and he threatens to sic the Minicons onto the remaining toys. However I propose a duel, whichever leader wins will gain control of the collection. (Thinking it is a last ditch chance to save everybody) He grudgingly agrees and will give me half an hour to prepare myself. He snaps his fingers and the army vanishes, along with himself. I manage to repair Ratchet, only for him to hit me and call me a nerd for trying to duel the Evil Minicon, full knowing I won’t survive. I agree with him, saying it is the only way to possibly survive. I ready my armor and weapons. I meet him in the middle of the battle field. He is now completely black and has long tentacles of energy coming from his hands. We do the typical “Resistance is futile” and “Not as futile as your quest for power” thing. And then we fight, after what would’ve been several special effect ridden panels, He gains the upper hand and begins to absorb my power. But he didn’t count on me giving more power then he was expecting. I let my power flow and it began to overwhelm him. He struggled to keep the power within him, but it was leaking through his joints. He fell to his knee’s and begged for me to stop the surge of energy. I simply shake my head and raise my saber, He screams at me that someday, very soon I will fall and that all of time and space are coalescing on that moment, and that there is nothing I can do to stop it. I grimly smile and let my sword fall…Meanwhile what remains of the collection are being kept huddled together, surrounded by Minicons. But one by one, the Minicons shut down and fall to the ground. The souls of the thought departed float from the remains and return to their rightful places…their bodies. All across the room, eyes open and sparks once again beat in their chests. There is much rejoicing and all that jazz, but Optimus realizes that the owner is missing. He rushes to the agreed duel site, and finds only one contestant standing…well, at least until he falls right on his face. I wake up to find familiar faces looming over me. I’d managed to destroy the now nicknamed “Minicron” and have survived. There is a typical happy ending with showing everybody happy and rejoicing, but the words of the Minicron reside in my mind. About me falling soon, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. But I shake it off and join the festivities and do the usual victory speech, I announce that a new shipment of toys will be coming in soon and we’ll have some new, less life-threatening situations ahead. All of us celebrate and enjoy ourselves.
Just ignore the lack of paragraphing and it is a rough idea of what woul've happened
Thanks for BeastProwl fixing the link!
I can barely move around in there. Plus my mom won't let me take photos in my room right now. Believe me if there was a way to continue it. I would. I'm going to finish my literature version tonight so that everybody will be happy 
Like before.
She couldn't even if she wanted too. I change the password every month with something only 
I rule.
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