Shattered - DOTM Alt. EndingDeath.Shattered - DOTM Alt. Ending4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Shards of glass, chunks of decimated concrete, and scraps of shredded metal litter the scene. Smoke spirals from deep craters scarring the once-perfect streets. Bright flashes of weaponry flare against the dark grey shadows cast by the fading sun, the staccato barrage of gunfire throbbing in the background.
All signs of success.
He stands, red and black armor glinting brilliantly in the harsh indigo glow emanating from the streams of pure energy leaking into the sky. His weapon, a menacing double-bladed sword, is clutched in his hand as his optics sweep the landscape spanning out below him. He nods in approval.
He smiles, his metallic face plates clicking to form the expression. He's vaguely aware of two mechs struggling on the ground beneath his perch, but ignores it, the only thought circling his mind being one of victory.
And then it all erupts.
His thoughts are sliced to shreds as the concrete structure beside him ruptures into a thousand pieces of charr
A Lesson in HistoryThursday afternoons always seemed to be the most stressful to Jack. So close to Friday-and by association, Saturday- and yet so far away. There was minimal homework to be done save for the consistent decree of generic studying, which seemed like a fruitless effort given the choice of scouring the small print of an out of date text book and playing Miko in a friendly rematch of Speed Demons II on the Gamestation. Gamestation always won out in the end. Unless something more interesting came about. Which was often. There never seemed to be a dull moment or a frame of time in which something interesting was not happening- be it an alien medic commandeering their science fair projects, an attack of small cannibalistic metal munchers from space, or an enemy sneaking into the base disguised as a beloved comrade from long ago the ultimate wolf in sheep's clothing!A Lesson in History4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
All in all, Jack would have to say that the past few weeks had been keeping him very busy. So it was understandable that he
The InterviewThe Interview4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
[Rated PG for some sci-fi action]
1. Ironhide (G1/Aligned Continuity)
2. Ratchet (G1/Aligned Continuity)
3. Shockwave (Animated/Aligned Continuity)
It is midday, but the tunnels of the sewer system are dark and humid. Summer rains had filled the subterranean canals, and torrents of runoff rush beneath the outskirts of a city. At one of the system's points of convergence, where the canals combine into a single river, the passageways cease their dark journey and open into a large room, reverberating with the sounds of thundering water. Sunlight filters in through gratings in the ceiling like illuminated daggers. The labyrinth of channels roared with a ferocity that would easily sweep any unfortunate human to their doom; however, humans were not the sentient beings present.
Inaudible over the din, six metallic feet clank along the damp concrete and step into the light of the room. Three Transformers move forward in a horizontal line, shoulder to shoulder. On one side, a hulkin
Secret of Blue_OP+TCTitle: Secret of BlueSecret of Blue_OP+TC4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Pairing: IDW verse, very mild Optimus Prime/Thundercracker
Warning: Spoiler for Transformers: Ongoing
Disclaimer: They belong to Primus
Secret of Blue
Thundercracker would said he agreed Bumblebee's proposal of "helping them" out of boredom. He would never admit that the little yellow autobot was telling the truth: he didn't know where he belongs and really needed to do something other than watching earth TV shows. So now here he was, sitting in a cargo plane with Optimus Prime, on their way to the base for the autobot-human alliance.
The cargo plane was gigantic in human standard. It was big even to Oprimus Prime, but barely wide enough for the seeker's wingspan. Sat on the floor and held his knees close at chest height, Thundercracker thought of the economy seat those human always complain about on TV. A small smile crawled on the corner of the seeker's lips but disappeared in a nano-click. "How embarrassing." The seeker thought and turned his
The Fight For Freedom (Starter)It was calm and dark flying though space, making his way to the Planet that held his creators that supposedly created him and the others of his kind. Optimus Prime knew that once he arrived this was not going to be pretty. But who knows who or what he might find.The Fight For Freedom (Starter)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Kneeling there looking out at the stars from a distant planet that Causeway was taken to, waiting for the one she knew was on his way now, Optimus was indeed heading toward her and the others that remain with her, Feeling the power of his spark and knew he could feel something, but she did not know what and she would not dare to give the point of origin away. "Optimus I love you I know you cannot hear me and know I am still alive with others who are hear with me, they know who I am and know you will follow me here to free us and save what is left of us form this damnation.." Causeway said thinking to herself as she was held captive from the ones who created their kind.
Feeling a painful snap to her frame she turn around
First WordFirst Word2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Causeway was watching her mate and their sparkling play together in their home on Cybertron. Never had she thought she would be sitting here with the most wonderful mech in the universe and she never thought she would bare his sparkling. Optimus was tossing the young pink sparkling in the air and catching her her crystal blue optics shimmering in joy as she squealed and giggled happily. He was laying flat on his back on their berth as he let her sit on his chest. The little one giggled and clapped her servos happily as she grinned at her father.
"When do you think she will say her first words love?", Causeway asked as she walked over and stood beside their berth looking at them.
Optimus looked up at his mate with a warm smile as Velvet Rose giggled while she played with his windshield wipers.
"When she is ready. But i feel it will be soon" Optimus said looking back at their young one
TFAS4:The Trail of Megatron p1The Trail of MegatronTFAS4:The Trail of Megatron p15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Optimus entered the hallways of Metroplex, heading to the council chamber. It had been two deca-cycles since they had defeated Megatron, and already so much had happened since their return to Cybertron.
Prowl had been named a hero for his sacrifice to restore the AllSpark and had been honoured by the newly rebuilt Cyber-Ninja dojo. Sari decided to learn more about her Cybertronian origin and began to take lessons from Arcee. Megatron had been sent to Kaon along with the rest of his Decepticon followers and is currently awaiting trail.
Optimus soon entered the council chamber, the High Council members stood waiting for him as he walked down to the stand in the centre of the chamber.
"Optimus Prime," Alpha Trion spoke as he looked towards the Prime, "We have called you here to discuses matters of great importance."
Optimus nodded. Looking around, Optimus saw that Sentinel wasn't among the gathered council members, making him wonder what this was about th
Solisortus Prime's ProfileSolisortus PrimeSolisortus Prime's Profile6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"It is not the fact of liberty but the way in which liberty is exercised that ultimately determines whether liberty itself survives."
Function: Autobot Commander
Secondary Function: Warrior
Alt Mode: Cybertronian Truck
Wrist Guns (x 4, two on each wrist)
Spark Power/Circuit-Su (x 1)
Dual Energon Swords (x 2, Robot mode only)
Daggers (x 2, Robot mode only)
Barrage Cannon (x 2)
Energon Cannon (x 2)
Theme Song: Final Destination - Within Temptation
Voice Actor: Judd Nelson (Animated Rodimus)
Fanfic Appearance: Weight of the World Ch5 (FB only)
Description: Solisortus Prime is exactly like Armada Optimus Prime before he came to Earth, except he is mostly yellow and red like IDW Sentinel Prime with hints of navy blue. His head is shaped like Optimus' supermode with the faceplate, but not the
Damaged, Chap. 4The dark red light filters in through the dust-filled air circling around Ironhide as he sags against his chains. He gave up fighting a little while ago, when Starscream came in to supply his weakened systems with just enough Energon to keep him online. There was something wrong with it; Ironhide could tell by the way it pooled uncomfortably in his fuel tanks.Damaged, Chap. 44 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Stupid 'Cons probably poisoned me.
He groans, trying yet again to pull out his Energon blades so he can slice through the chains holding him back. He's not able to even locate them.
Musta taken all my weaponry when I was out!
Ironhide sighs, trying to shift his weight into a more comfortable position or as comfortable as he can get, with his arms pinned to the wall.
Better give me my guns back before they force me to fight.
He is going to be a gladiator, forced to fight for his Energon, and on some occasions, his Spark. Things look pretty bleak to the weapon specialist.
I wonder if anyone knows where we are. They could be l
Sweepfic: Hunter in the NightThe yellow Seeker on patrol was nervous. He had been ordered by Shockwave to search for any sign of the female Autobots, but he had found none. He stepped into the passageway leading to an underground storage room in the depths of Cybertron that hadn't been used in eons. The passageway was dark, but the room he entered had a very low light level. Vaguely he could make out various parts and larger pieces of scrap all over the place. Well, wherever the female Autobots were, they certainly weren't here.Sweepfic: Hunter in the Night9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Seeker turned to go back the way he came, when he got the distinct feeling he was being watched. Suddenly something landed on him from above, knocking him backwards. He screamed as whatever it was seized his throat in its jaws and he felt his armor being torn by ten razor-sharp talons. The jaws clamped tighter as the Seeker struggled, eventually causing him to lapse into unconsciousness.
A Night of Peace.Bumblebee let out a puff of air from his vents, his Cybertronion equivalent of a content sigh. The cool breeze of the Earth's night slipped over his frame with ease, however, was not enough to force the Autobot into moving from his spot, gracefully laid out on the ground outside the ARK.A Night of Peace.4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
His peaceful, blue optics were glued to the velvety black sky, his processor tracking the constellations and planet positions. When something rustled on his golden chestplates, the youngest team member's optics was met with brown eyes and a grateful smile.
Bumblebee smiled back at his charge and best friend Spike Witwicky before gently laying his hand over the boy's slowly chilling body. With a pleasured sigh, the teenager snuggled back into the warmth his guardian's spark was effectively pulsing before drifting off into a deep sleep.
The Beetle's smile widened before his optics once again absorbed the beauty, the calmness and the silence this Earth night was graciously offering.
Not to mention, the
TFP- Picture of HealthPart 1/8 of a Transformers: Prime fanfiction based after the events of episode 13 "Sick Mind"TFP- Picture of Health4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Obey my will!
Bumblebee snapped online, jolting from recharge as though he'd received an electric shock. For a moment that seemed to last a stellar-cycle; he could see nothing but a cramped, suffocating blackness it smothered his sensory circuits, jamming his processor before, gradually, vaguely familiar shapes began to peer through the dark. As the ceiling of his room in the Autobot base slowly swam into focus, Bumblebee let out a silent sigh and raised one hand to touch the smooth metal plains of his face.
That dream again. He sat up gingerly, wheezing, trying to wipe his mind of the image that had clawed at his dreams for so many nights now. Megatron, lying in stasis in the depths of the Nemesis, hooked up to spark support, his battered body seeming to waver and pulse as Bumblebee's vision rolled and pitched like the deck of a ship on stormy seas. And that voice
Quiet or they'll catch us XDLocation: Iacon Autobot baseQuiet or they'll catch us XD4 years ago in Settings More Like This
"I mean to give no disrespect, Optimus sir, but what is this about?" asked Ironhide, wondering what Optimus needed with him and Kup.
"It concerns of the two younglings" Optimus replied, and as they were speaking, none of them seemed to notice a little orange and yellow youngling spying on them close by.
"Roddy? What are you doing?" a voice whispered, startling the orange youngling.
"Bumblebee!" Hot Rod whispered as he clamped a servo over the other youngling's mouth before taking it away a few moments later as he places a finger to his lip.
"Quiet, or they will catch us" shushed the little orange and yellow mech to his younger yellow counterpart who had somehow managed followed him on his little mission and sneak up on him. Which almost blown his cover, or so he thought.
"But Roddy, what are you doing?" whispered the small yellow youngling as he gazed up at the three larger mechs seeming to be discussing something important, and more importantly abou
Blue OpticsHer Blue OpticsBlue Optics3 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
[Orion Pax x Elita-One]
Who knew that a bot's spark can beat so fast once the optics met another bot's optics?
Who knew that just by one look, that bot would live in one's own processor?
Is this even normal?
Orion Pax sat in the dark quarters by himself; the only light that was in the room was the light of his optics. His spark was beating rapidly, for the image of a pink femme with blue optics didn’t leave his processor. The way she looked at him, she didn't smile however, she just stood there staring at him. He didn't what was going on in her mind. Was she really looking at him, or was she looking at someone who looks like him, but living in her spark?
Those feelings and questions didn't leave Orion to himself. They were loud in his processor, loud there are many bots talking at the same in a loud voice. His processor began to ache.
"Who is she?" He put a hand over his chest where his spark is
TFP- Optimus Before PrimeOptimus sighed heavily. In all honesty, there were some days he almost wished the Decepticons would start something just so he could get a break from the stresses of having downtime. He respected his fellow Autobots, of course. He was completely devoted not only to their cause, but to each individual soldier on his team. They had been through so much together. How could he not see them as more than just cogs in a machine?TFP- Optimus Before Prime7 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Still, on days like this he longed for the days before he was Prime. The days he could simply go for a drive without having the weight of the world resting on his shoulders.
The Prime was pulled from his thoughts. He looked down and met the gaze of a somewhat worried human.
“Are you okay?” The boy pushed his glasses further up on his face.
Optimus watched him carefully. He had been cautious not to allow his discontentment to show, hadn’t he? Why would the child be conc
One is the Loneliest NumberOptimus Prime wasn't sure why he had come here. The journey to "Dinobot Island" and Black's laboratory had an almost dream-like quality in his memory banks and he had only gotten here five cycles ago. He'd managed to avoid the Dinobots during his journey, thankfully - he didn't want to be bothered. But now he was here and wondering just what force had compelled him to make this expedition.One is the Loneliest Number4 years ago in Romance More Like This
He stood motionless as he recalled the last time he had been here, some weeks ago. Blackarachnia had extorted him to fetch a component for Prometheus Black so he could experiment on her and the scientist had, of course, betrayed her. Optimus had acted without thinking then too, rescuing her more out of reflex than conscious decision. Of course if he had paused to think about it, he would have done the same thing anyway. He still cared about her.
After Elita-1's apparent death, he had always fantasized about what life would have been like if she'd lived. Commanding a ragtag crew repairing space-bridge
Unexpected Gift."Do you mind if I take this Sunday off?" William Lennox asked as he stared up at the large, flamed Autobot leader.Unexpected Gift.4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I can't see why you could not." Optimus answered as his bright blue optics peered down at the Major who stood on his large desk in his office.
The leader nodded his helm. "May I inquire as to the occasion?"
"Oh," Lennox smiled. "It's Mother's Day."
It was evident by the Autobot leader's faceplate that he had absolutely no clue what the NEST soldier was referring to. The soldier chuckled as he realized that despite being on Earth for over two years, there were still things the Autobots had not been exposed to.
"It's a day dedicated to all mothers." Will explained. "Anna and I are going to make a surprise dinner for Sarah."
"I see." Optimus nodded his helm in understanding. "I believe it is a great idea for the human race to dedicate a solar cycle to your femmes." The semi commented. "From what I have studied, females of your race suffer quite a bit."
TFA Bumblebee+Jadebutterfly 3~TFA Bumblebee & Jadebutterfly~TFA Bumblebee+Jadebutterfly 35 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ever since he had serenaded her with his musical number, Bumblebee and Jady were now always seen together. This made Wasp more jealous than ever whenever he saw them. But he dared not to do anything, especially not in front of Jady. Later that day while continuing their training, Sentinel had called all the cadets together in the assembling area.
"Listen up you bunch of cogs," he told them, "a brand new supply of training gear has eventually arrived at the camp. However, I have sent for a new cadet to join our team. His name is Brickshield and he will be helping Wasp and Ironhide with moving the supplies to storage. That's all for now."
As Sentinel turned away, Jady saw Ironhide looking very worried.
"What's wrong Ironhide~?" she asked anxiously.
"The new bot...Brickshield...~" the orange mech replied, "He's the biggest bully in the universe." Jady tilted her head in curiousity.
"How do yo
Who Are You?Who are you?Who Are You?6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who are you?
giant being, total stranger
two tall legs
made of metal
you stand, unflinching,
to face the world
with analytic eyes
made of glass
Who are you?
What have you seen?
far-off planets gleaming
a raised fist
a peaceful handshake
a promise of tomorrow
Who are you?
aged eons, not years
when you were young
my species was being born
how to relate
how to see
how can you understand
a small, fragile thing
such a short life
compared to yours
What happens when Im gone?
Will you remember me?
Who are you?
perhaps, I think,
more used to a weapon
than, say, a pen
I could never take a life
yet, every day,
that is your duty
if you fail, you or
your comrades may die
Are we so similar?
Who are you?
What are your dreams?
Do you like this war
or would you rather
Cliffjumper's Trail Ch. 1"Cliffjumper... Awaken! Show thyself before he who's spark gave you life!"Cliffjumper's Trail Ch. 14 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The wounded, battered, and exhausted red autobot awoke in a fog surrounded by a brilliant light, "What...? Where am I?" Only his echoed answered as he looks around seeing a glowing gate standing high before him
"At the gate to the plains of the All spark as you call it." I mighty voice answered. Cliff look up towards the top of the gates unable to see who it was speaking to him hidden by the sheen of light.
Cliffjumper holds one hand over his optics, "Am I dead? Are you Primus?
"I am," the regal voice calls, "Cliffjumper, loyal warrior of Optimus Prime. Tainted by Dark Energon taken from the blood of my brother, Unicron. You have been killed as a prisoner of the Decepticons."
"Such is the way of war, Sir," Cliffjumper replies shrugging off. He would have rather fallen in the heat of battle but chose not to voice this.
Primus's voice maintains its calm yet powerful regal tone, bringing a fee
RQ: Father and SonOptimus Prime peered over the horizon, watching as the setting sun slowly began to dissappear behind the multiple reflected colors of the clouds and the sky. He stood upon the roof of Autobot headquarters while his processor silently flipped through his most precious memories.RQ: Father and Son4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Most of the vivid images involved days in the Academy or sometimes even his bestest comrades, but most importantly, some of them were even ones of bots he loved the most.
Elita-1 was for starters.
She continued to thrive within him, the magnificent beauty never leaving his thoughts as every little bit of the day reminded him of her. Elita-1 trusted him, they trusted eachother, including Sentinel. However sometimes, there were necessary times when he or she was forced to keep a secret to themselves only.
Optimus Prime magnificently remembered all the secrets he had kept from his comrades, and the lies he told them. Sentinel, well, he could never keep a secret for long. And Elita........
His lips turned into a firm
Her First Steps"Come on Rose hun, you can do it."Her First Steps2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Causeway said, smiling as she was looking at her daughter Velvet Rose trying to move as thesmall pink femme just sat there, giggling lightly as she clapped her servos together. Causeway sat there, sighing as she saw Arcee and Optimus walk in, looking over at her. "Hey Causeway, what's up?" Arcee asked, walking over as she bent down, tickling Rose's small belly as she giggled even more. "I'm trying to get little Rosey here to walk. I know she can do it, but... I don't know why she isn't doing it now." Causeway said, standing up as Optimus walked over to his mate, kissing her on the lips as he held her close. "You must have patience Causeway. Velvet will learn in due time. We must not rush her on this." He said to her, nodding as she smiled. "Alright Optimus... I'm just so excited for her to take her first steps." Causeway said with a smile as Arcee stood up. "I agree... Once she starts walking, she'll be talking and having fun before our own optics." A
LamentingDealer rested his face in his hand as he recalled last stellar cycle's conversation with Hot Rod.Lamenting5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Um I'm, well you see "
"Hot Rod it's alright. Really. In your position I'd have done the exact same thing. Thank you for coming back for me, for risking so much. It means, well, everything. What I'd like, more than anything is for us to be friends."
The moment had been perfect, all he had to do was tell him, but no, he had to panic and chicken out. He had failed to tell Hot Rod how he really felt.
And now Hot Rod had the wrong idea!
"Slag." Dealer whispered as he laid back in his berth. He shut down his optics and laid his arm across them. Things were not going well. At this rate, he would never work up the courage to tell Hot Rod he loved him.
FearFear overcame me, and I felt myself lose control. The world spun around me, and I lost sight of the ground. Time seemed to stand still for moment before I felt myself collapse on the earth with a thud.Fear5 years ago in Sketches More Like This
I lay there for a moment, my eyes closed, not moving. When I was on the ground, everything had seemed fine. I had felt full of confidence; I knew I could do it. I knew I could fly. But when I was in the air all that disappeared; my confidence evaporated, and that knowledge seemed out of reach. All I could think about was that I needed to get down. I needed to feel the ground under me. I needed to know I was safe.
I sat up slowly and looked at the sky above me. It really was beautiful, but when I was in it, it was merely a thing of terror. It was something to be avoided at all costs.
What kind of leader am I; afraid of heights?! I thought bitterly, feeling a surge of hatred toward myself.
But when I think about my Aerialbots, I realize: they need me. They need me