One Autobot's Nightmare
Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2018 12:03 pm
Author's note: The events of this story fall in the G1 cartoon continuity during (and briefly after) the events of the movie. This is a story I have been formulating in my head for well over a decade now and finally took the time to sit down and write it out. It is very much still a work in progress. I haven't wrote a story in many years so I know I am a little short on the descriptive part but I think this still makes for an interesting story. If anyone has any ideas on ways to improve the narrative a bit I am completely open to suggestions.
These events are intended to explain why we never saw certain toy characters in the cartoons. ENJOY!
One Autobot's Nightmare
>>>>Cyber Journal Entry: Data-log 2.47791.99-3
>>>>Author Identification code- 482227:
>>>>Sub category-6464-268
Subject: Unicron
>>> Begin data recording<<<
… Meanwhile, in secret staging grounds on two of Cybertron’s moons the Autobots were preparing to retake Cybertron. That is, until the Decepticons decided to invade Autobot City on Earth. The city was grossly under-staffed, and completely un-prepared for such a massive attack.
No one was certain how they got past all of the early warning detection grids. Blaster’s radio signal was cut off, probably jammed by Soundwave before the full message could be received. Optimus Prime took the Dinobots, Hound, and Sunstreaker for support and he had hoped to get there in time.
Things apparently didn’t go so well.
Jazz ordered the new trainees into immediate service. As brave as they were, they weren’t ready, none of us were ready, for the horror we would soon be facing.
Two days after Prime left on the rescue mission IT arrived. This giant planet suddenly showed up in orbit around Cybertron. No one knew what to make of it. Was it a ship? Who was inside? Why had it arrived at our world?
The planet was unlike anything we had seen before. It had this big… hole… in one side with huge mandible like horns. Suddenly the hole appeared to enlarge as giant claws opened up like a flower blooming. We were all in awe of this thing; couldn’t stop staring at it.
Then, it attacked Luna-1… No, correction, IT ATE LUNA-1. Those claw-like things were it’s teeth. The hole, it’s Mouth.
We were all terrified. We watched as it swallowed the entire moon like it was an energon goodie. We all had friends on Luna-1 and we had just watched them get used for a snack.
…Then it turned towards us.
Bumblebee, who Optimus had left in charge of Luna-2 ordered an immediate evacuation. Pipes and I were put in charge of getting the un-activated bots, “Cold-Ones” off moon STAT.
We grabbed Sounder, Hair Trigger, Rad and someone else he knew, I never caught his name; and rushed to load the pods into an escape ship. We managed to save most of them. Pipes piloted the ship away before the planet was in range.
Most of my other friends made it off moon but not all of us.
Bee and Spike decided to hang back and try and buy us some extra getaway time. Their plan was to use the moon as a giant bomb. They rigged the surface with enough tactical nukes to evaporate an entire Decepticon army leaving little more than a few drops of spilled energon. We thought that if this thing was going to eat our moons, it surely would turn after Cybertron itself. Their best hope was to disable it with the explosion.
I was in the next to last shuttle off the moon. Mere seconds before Spike and Bee detonated the bombs. We thought we had made it.
After the moon’s debris cleared our view-monitors, we had hoped it would be damaged, but instead it barely had a scratch. And, it started emitting a strong gravity beam. Within minutes several shuttles had been sucked right back into the planet and right through the hole. We crashed into each other, torn apart by giant processing machines inside. I don’t have any recollection of the events immediately after getting swallowed. I had went into stasis lock. Too scared to keep my sensors going.
Click… Click… Click… Click… Click…
That sound was like that of a clock ticking oblivion away in my unconscious mind. Suddenly, I came back online. My optic sensors burned and strained to gain any kind of focus. I thought to myself, “at least I’m not dead yet.”
As my systems rebooted, my pressure sensors took notice. My central chassis was in pain and I couldn’t move.
Was I paralyzed?
No
I could feel the servos in my legs; my t-cog was still intact.
No, something had a hold of me.
Click… Click… Click… Click…
My optics finally began to adjust and I could see some of my surroundings. If Autobots had nightmares, this was surely one of them…. Right?
I was one of many bots lined up in a row. A singular column, not unlike Earth’s school children being paraded through the halls by their teachers. Only we were hanging like parts on an assembly line from a large rail. We were embraced in the clutches of large clamps around our waists. Many of the bots I could see appeared to still be in stasis, maybe even dead from the many mutilating injuries I could see on some.
It was like a long hallway with stainless steel walls. The lighting was dim like a full moonlight night on Earth. I got to go there once. I got to make a supply run to Autobot City with Hoist, Prowl, and Cliffjumper. Granted, the city was still under construction but it was a sight to behold. Ultra Magnus had even likened it to how Old Cybertron used to look prior to the wars. He was patient enough with my enthusiasm to show me the blueprints for the hydro-electric grid and even let me see the renders for the transformation. I really hoped I could someday be stationed there.
Earth was a beautiful world. So much variety of life, always wonderous; of course, it is just a pipe dream now. The Decepticons wrecked the city and who knows what will happen to me here.
Anyways, along the walls I could see the occasional window with water flowing past. I thought it might lead to a hydro-plant or perhaps it was just a cooling system for this… thing, this planet or ship or whatever it is. Up ahead was a corridor. It was dark on the other side. Pitch black. I think there is more light in empty space than there was here.
Then came the scream. An oil curdling scream as these claws came crashing through what can only be described as port holes along the sides of the wall. They snatched 3 or 4 bots from our line. It was too dark to recognize them. Hell, I probably didn’t know them...
These events are intended to explain why we never saw certain toy characters in the cartoons. ENJOY!
One Autobot's Nightmare
>>>>Cyber Journal Entry: Data-log 2.47791.99-3
>>>>Author Identification code- 482227:
>>>>Sub category-6464-268
Subject: Unicron
>>> Begin data recording<<<
… Meanwhile, in secret staging grounds on two of Cybertron’s moons the Autobots were preparing to retake Cybertron. That is, until the Decepticons decided to invade Autobot City on Earth. The city was grossly under-staffed, and completely un-prepared for such a massive attack.
No one was certain how they got past all of the early warning detection grids. Blaster’s radio signal was cut off, probably jammed by Soundwave before the full message could be received. Optimus Prime took the Dinobots, Hound, and Sunstreaker for support and he had hoped to get there in time.
Things apparently didn’t go so well.
Jazz ordered the new trainees into immediate service. As brave as they were, they weren’t ready, none of us were ready, for the horror we would soon be facing.
Two days after Prime left on the rescue mission IT arrived. This giant planet suddenly showed up in orbit around Cybertron. No one knew what to make of it. Was it a ship? Who was inside? Why had it arrived at our world?
The planet was unlike anything we had seen before. It had this big… hole… in one side with huge mandible like horns. Suddenly the hole appeared to enlarge as giant claws opened up like a flower blooming. We were all in awe of this thing; couldn’t stop staring at it.
Then, it attacked Luna-1… No, correction, IT ATE LUNA-1. Those claw-like things were it’s teeth. The hole, it’s Mouth.
We were all terrified. We watched as it swallowed the entire moon like it was an energon goodie. We all had friends on Luna-1 and we had just watched them get used for a snack.
…Then it turned towards us.
Bumblebee, who Optimus had left in charge of Luna-2 ordered an immediate evacuation. Pipes and I were put in charge of getting the un-activated bots, “Cold-Ones” off moon STAT.
We grabbed Sounder, Hair Trigger, Rad and someone else he knew, I never caught his name; and rushed to load the pods into an escape ship. We managed to save most of them. Pipes piloted the ship away before the planet was in range.
Most of my other friends made it off moon but not all of us.
Bee and Spike decided to hang back and try and buy us some extra getaway time. Their plan was to use the moon as a giant bomb. They rigged the surface with enough tactical nukes to evaporate an entire Decepticon army leaving little more than a few drops of spilled energon. We thought that if this thing was going to eat our moons, it surely would turn after Cybertron itself. Their best hope was to disable it with the explosion.
I was in the next to last shuttle off the moon. Mere seconds before Spike and Bee detonated the bombs. We thought we had made it.
After the moon’s debris cleared our view-monitors, we had hoped it would be damaged, but instead it barely had a scratch. And, it started emitting a strong gravity beam. Within minutes several shuttles had been sucked right back into the planet and right through the hole. We crashed into each other, torn apart by giant processing machines inside. I don’t have any recollection of the events immediately after getting swallowed. I had went into stasis lock. Too scared to keep my sensors going.
Click… Click… Click… Click… Click…
That sound was like that of a clock ticking oblivion away in my unconscious mind. Suddenly, I came back online. My optic sensors burned and strained to gain any kind of focus. I thought to myself, “at least I’m not dead yet.”
As my systems rebooted, my pressure sensors took notice. My central chassis was in pain and I couldn’t move.
Was I paralyzed?
No
I could feel the servos in my legs; my t-cog was still intact.
No, something had a hold of me.
Click… Click… Click… Click…
My optics finally began to adjust and I could see some of my surroundings. If Autobots had nightmares, this was surely one of them…. Right?
I was one of many bots lined up in a row. A singular column, not unlike Earth’s school children being paraded through the halls by their teachers. Only we were hanging like parts on an assembly line from a large rail. We were embraced in the clutches of large clamps around our waists. Many of the bots I could see appeared to still be in stasis, maybe even dead from the many mutilating injuries I could see on some.
It was like a long hallway with stainless steel walls. The lighting was dim like a full moonlight night on Earth. I got to go there once. I got to make a supply run to Autobot City with Hoist, Prowl, and Cliffjumper. Granted, the city was still under construction but it was a sight to behold. Ultra Magnus had even likened it to how Old Cybertron used to look prior to the wars. He was patient enough with my enthusiasm to show me the blueprints for the hydro-electric grid and even let me see the renders for the transformation. I really hoped I could someday be stationed there.
Earth was a beautiful world. So much variety of life, always wonderous; of course, it is just a pipe dream now. The Decepticons wrecked the city and who knows what will happen to me here.
Anyways, along the walls I could see the occasional window with water flowing past. I thought it might lead to a hydro-plant or perhaps it was just a cooling system for this… thing, this planet or ship or whatever it is. Up ahead was a corridor. It was dark on the other side. Pitch black. I think there is more light in empty space than there was here.
Then came the scream. An oil curdling scream as these claws came crashing through what can only be described as port holes along the sides of the wall. They snatched 3 or 4 bots from our line. It was too dark to recognize them. Hell, I probably didn’t know them...