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Transformers: Deicide - Issue #1 (2021 Edition)

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PAGE ONE


NOTE: The scene depicted on Page One and Two of the issue is from Beast Wars Season 3, Episode 11 - Other Victories.


PANEL ONE

Tarantulas, deep in his lair, studies the data on the screens in front of him, as the beam emitter fires on the offline form of Tigerhawk, suspended against the wall. The dual-skulled form of the Vok is advancing towards Tarantulas.


1 DIALOGUE PANEL

Earth.


2 DIALOGUE PANEL

The Beast Wars.


3 SFX (BEAM EMITTER)

VWAWAWAWA


PANEL TWO

A close-up of Tarantulas’ face, concerned. We can see the Vok looming behind him.


4 TARANTULAS

Something is wrong.


PANEL THREE

Tarantulas screams as he sees the Vok.


5 SFX (TARANTULAS’ SCREAM)

Aaaarrrghh!


PANEL FOUR

Tarantulas fires his shoulder cannons, but the bullets pass straight through the Vok.


6 TARANTULAS

No! Stay away from me!


7 SFX (SHOULDER CANNONS)

GDGDGDGDGD


PANEL FIVE

The bullets strike the beam emitter, knocking it off its target.


8 SFX (RICOCHETS)

TING-TUNG-TWANG


PAGE TWO


PANEL ONE

The Vok enters Tarantulas’ body.


1 SFX (TARANTULAS’ SCREAM)

Aaaarrrghh!


PANEL TWO

The beam emitter spins to face Tarantulas.


2 SFX (BEAM EMITTER)

RRRRRRK


PANEL THREE

The beam emitter re-engages and locks onto Tarantulas, blasting him back against the wall.


3 SFX (BEAM EMITTER)

VWAWAWAWA


PANEL FOUR

The Vok attempt to leave Tarantulas’ body.


4 SFX (VOK)

GGRRRRRAAAWWW


PANEL FIVE

With one blood-curdling scream, Tarantulas is overwhelmed by the beam and explodes.


5 SFX (TARANTULAS’ SCREAM)

AAAAARRRRGHHHH-


6 SFX (TARANTULAS EXPLODING)

PPLLLEEECCHHH


PAGE THREE


PANEL ONE

The cosmos, at its most beautiful, stretches out in every direction.


1 DIALOGUE PANEL (VOK ENTITY)

Location?


2 DIALOGUE PANEL (VOK ENTITY)

Unknown.


PANEL TWO

An angle from behind two figures, with the space backdrop surrounding them. One figure is gold and stands with its hands folded neatly behind its back. It is Primus. The second figure is white and is shocked by the presence of the golden figure. It is the Vok Entity.


3 PRIMUS

Beautiful, isn’t it?


PANEL THREE

A close-up of the Vok Entity’s face, still shocked.


4 VOK ENTITY

You are Primus.


PANEL FOUR

A close-up of Primus’ face with his bright blue eyes. He is smiling politely at the Vok Entity.


5 PRIMUS

It is an honour to finally meet you.


PAGE FOUR


PANEL ONE

Primus returns his gaze to the colour-speckled tapestry before them.


1 PRIMUS

Your name and form have changed -- repeatedly, drastically -- so much so, I know not what to call you now.


PANEL TWO

The Vok Entity took in its own form. Solid, yet not a physical existence.


2 VOK ENTITY

We… are the Vok.


PANEL THREE

Primus studied the Vok Entity.


3 PRIMUS

We? A single voice for a single mind. No longer divided but united into one being.


PANEL FOUR

An angle from in front of the two figures. Primus looks out at the cosmos. The Vok Entity continues to study its own form.


4 PRIMUS

A name will come. The matter of greater importance is why you are here.


PAGE FIVE


PANEL ONE

An external shot of the Maximal High Council Chamber, stretching up into the cold Cybertronian sky.


1 DIALOGUE PANEL

Cybertron


2 DIALOGUE PANEL

The Maximal High Council Chambers.


3 DIALOGUE PANEL (SILVERBOLT)

This must be important if both of you are here.


PANEL TWO

Maximus Prime and Lyo stand in the middle of a large chamber.


4 LYO

We believe Cybertron and its population to be in great danger.


PANEL THREE

Ironhide, arms crossed, stands in front of an imposing rostrum. Beside him, Silverbolt. Sitting at the rostrum, looking on from behind folded hands, is Prowl.


5 IRONHIDE

When aren’t we?


PANEL FOUR

Lyo clicks a button on a remote and a hologram of a Cybertronian Empire ship is displayed in the middle of the chamber.


6 SFX (REMOTE)

TK


7 SILVERBOLT

A history lesson, Lyo?


8 LYO

This image was taken 14 solar-cycles ago.


PAGE SIX


PANEL ONE

Maximus Prime looks to the Maximal leaders.


1 MAXIMUS PRIME

Our deep-space sensor array detected a large anomaly with a potential trajectory towards Cybertron. I ordered a mission to ascertain its composition but contact with the pilots was lost.


2 MAXIMUS PRIME

All we receive was this image.


PANEL TWO

Ironhide’s optics narrow.


3 IRONHIDE

You’re suggesting that the Cybertronian Empire is not only alive and well but also headed here?


PANEL THREE

Silverbolt studies the hologram. Ironhide remains cross-armed behind him.


4 MAXIMUS PRIME

Based on the latest batch of images, yes.


5 IRONHIDE

There have been more missions?


6 MAXIMUS PRIME

It’s my job to identify potential threats to Cybertron. I’d say we’ve found one.


PANEL FOUR

Lyo clicks the remote again. A new hologram is displayed showing a great fleet of Cybertronian Empire ships.


7 SFX (REMOTE)

TK


8 SILVERBOLT

By Primus!


PANEL FIVE

Lyo has a resolute look on his face.


9 LYO

The images revealed a fleet of over 100 ships, each capable of carrying 5000 troops, so we’re looking at an estimated fighting force of some 500,000 Second Generation Cybertronians.


10 LYO

We may have them outnumbered, but they have us outsized and outgunned.


PAGE SEVEN


PANEL ONE

A shot over Lyo’s shoulder looking up to Prowl.


1 PROWL

Has any contact been made with the fleet?


2 LYO

All attempts to communicate have been unsuccessful, but the Empire made its intentions crystal clear some time ago. We’re going to need every fighter we can get.


PANEL TWO

Lyo looks to Maximus Prime for support, but he who won’t meet his eye.


3 SILVERBOLT (OP)

And when you say every fighter…?


PANEL THREE

The same angle as the previous panel, but Lyo looks back to the leaders.


4 LYO

We stand a better chance of defending Cybertron with them by our side.


PANEL FOUR

Ironhide puts his head in his hands.


5 IRONHIDE

A fleet of Empire ships appears out of nowhere and suddenly we’re putting weapons back in the hands of Predacons?


6 SILVERBOLT

Have you considered the possibility that they may side with the Empire?


PANEL FIVE

Ironhide bursts from behind his hands.


7 IRONHIDE

Exactly! And even if they don’t, how willing do you think they’ll be to hand those weapons back?


PANEL SIX

The comm-link on Maximus Prime’s arm sounds an alarm.


8 SFX (COMM-LINK)

BWM BWM


9 MAXIMUS PRIME

Longrack, report.


10 COMM-LINK (LONGRACK)

MAD Wing have picked up a potential inbound bogey. They’re awaiting orders.


11 MAXIMUS PRIME

I’m on my way.


PAGE EIGHT


PANEL ONE

Maximus Prime heads for the exit of the chamber. Lyo is a few steps behind him.


1 PROWL

Maintain regular updates. We’ll contact the Predacon Alliance.


PANEL TWO

Now alone in the chamber, the three Maximal leaders continue to look at the holographic fleet.


2 PROWL

We knew a day like this would come.


3 IRONHIDE

Really? Which bit? Rearming the Predacons or welcoming home the Empire?


PANEL THREE

Silverbolt gives Prowl a concerned look. Prowl maintains his fixed gaze at the hologram.


4 SILVERBOLT

I can practically hear those processors whirring. How do you like our chances?


5 PROWL

Our species has scraped through against unlikely odds for millions of years. The Quintessons, the Swarm, Unicron…


PANEL FOUR

A close-up of Prowl’s optics.


6 PROWL

As if that weren’t enough to keep us entertained, we go out of our way to kill each other through millennia of civil war.


PANEL FIVE

A shot from behind Prowl, framed by the hologram.


7 PROWL

And yet, here we are.


PAGE NINE


PANEL ONE

Two Maximal Star-Hoppers fly in formation on a patrol of the Space around Cybertron.


1 DIALOGUE PANEL

Maximal Air Defence Wing on patrol.


2 EAGLE EYE

Copy that, Command. Moving to intercept the target.


PANEL TWO

Inside Eagle Eye’s cockpit.


3 DIALOGUE PANEL (PHASER)

Is this it? Shouldn’t we get back-up?


4 EAGLE EYE

Easy, Phaser. We don’t know what it is yet.


5 LINK PANEL (EAGLE EYE)

Still nothing on comms?


PANEL THREE

A shot from behind the two Maximal ships. In the far distance is the Autobot shuttle.


6 PHASER

I’m receiving something but it’s too scrambled to make out.


7 EAGLE EYE

It’s got a good head of steam up. Fire a concussive round across their bow.


PANEL FOUR

A shot is fired from the front of Phaser’s ship.


8 SFX

KA-SHOO


9 PHASER

Roger.


PANEL FIVE

The missile explodes right in front of the Autobot shuttle.


10 SFX

VOOOOOOM


PAGE TEN


PANEL ONE

On board the Autobot shuttle, Optimus Primal (Season 1 body) yells into the comm-link on the arm of the oversized command chair. There are red warning lights flashing all around the bridge. Wiring hangs from the ceiling.


1 OPTIMUS PRIMAL

This is Optimus Primal, Commander of the Axalon! Disengage!


PANEL TWO

Rattrap (Season 1 body) grips the doorway of the cockpit for support as he examines his arm, surprised by his own appearance. Cheetor (Season 1 body) is leaning against the back of the large command chair for balance.


2 RATTRAP

What the heck is goin’ on?!


3 CHEETOR

Welcome back.


4 BLACKARACHNIA (OP)

Silverbolt!


PANEL THREE

Blackarachnia (Season 1 body) is crouched on the floor, cradling the offline body of Silverbolt. Cheetor runs to help her.


5 BLACKARACHNIA

If the trip back through the wormhole did this to us, what would it do to him?


PANEL FOUR

Rhinox emerges from a panel underneath the command chair, covered in wires. Rattrap leans against the chair for balance.


6 RHINOX

The circuitry is all burnt out. Our only hope is short-range communications, but they’ll shoot us down before we get close enough for that.


7 RATTRAP

Oh man! This ain’t the welcomin’ committee I was expectin’!


PANEL FIVE

A close-up of Primal’s face, resolute.


8 OPTIMUS PRIMAL

Open the portside hatch.


PAGE ELEVEN


PANEL ONE

Primal walks towards the rear of the bridge. Rattrap calls after him.


1 RATTRAP

What are you, nuts?!


2 OPTIMUS PRIMAL

With Silverbolt out of action-


PANEL TWO

Another concussive round rocks the ship. Rattrap is thrown off balance. Primal clings to a doorway for support.


3 SFX

VOOOOOM


4 RATTRAP

Whoh!


5 OPTIMUS PRIMAL

- we’re short on options.


PANEL THREE

Primal looks back to his crew with a small smile.


6 OPTIMUS PRIMAL

Rhinox, come to a full stop, but keep the engines running, just in case.


PANEL FOUR

From the exterior of the Autobot Shuttle, Primal flies towards the Maximal ships.


7 OPTIMUS PRIMAL

Prime-jets, on!


PAGE TWELVE


PANEL ONE

In the Maximal High Council Chamber, Ironhide, Silverbolt and Prowl sit at their rostrum. Opposite them, projected from the floor, are the holograms of Cicadacon, Ram Horn and Sea Clamp.


1 CICADACON

With no form of communication from this fleet, how do we know their intentions are malicious?


2 IRONHIDE

You three are unbelievable.


PANEL TWO

A closer shot of the holograms of the three Predacon leaders.


3 SEA CLAMP

The facts are that without a stated threat, Cybertron is in no more danger than at any other time.


PANEL THREE

A close-up of Silverbolt, glaring.


4 SILVERBOLT

The Cybertronian Empire once posed the greatest threat to this planet in an age. You suspect that’s changed?


PANEL FOUR

Ram Horn returns the stare.


5 RAM HORN

With all due respect, we possess a greater understanding of the Empire than you could ever dream. But that Empire was destroyed.


PANEL FIVE

All three Predacons stare coldly.


6 SEA CLAMP

Until a clear statement of intention is received from this fleet -- if indeed it ever comes -- our position remains unchanged.


7 CICADACON

If that is all, we bid you good day.


PANEL SIX

The transmission ends. Silverbolt looks to Ironhide. Prowl remains unmoved.


8 SILVERBOLT

Good day?


PAGE THIRTEEN


PANEL ONE

The three Predacon leaders are seated around a table in their dark chamber. Sea Clamp puts a hand to his brow, as if in discomfort.


1 SEA CLAMP

I tire of these games.


2 RAM HORN

Our time is very near.


PANEL TWO

Sea Clamp’s hand moves to his chest, over the spot where his Spark would be housed.


3 SEA CLAMP

I can feel him -- wrapping his fingers around my Spark again.


4 CICADACON

The servants feel it too.


PANEL THREE

The smallest of grins creeps into the corner of Ram Horn’s mouth.


5 RAM HORN

They will serve us until the end. All is in readiness.


PANEL FOUR

Back in the Maximal High Council Chamber, Silverbolt and Ironhide look to Prowl who is still staring fixedly out into the empty room.


6 IRONHIDE

What in the Pit do we do now?


7 PROWL

I have an idea…


PAGE FOURTEEN


PANEL ONE

An angle looking down on a dishevelled part of Cybertron. Old buildings are still showing the signs of war.


1 DIALOGUE PANEL

The Predacon Quarter.


2 DIALOGUE PANEL (PROWL)

… but the Prime isn’t going to like it.


PANEL TWO

Maximus Prime and Lyo walk down a dirty street, lined by dilapidated buildings. Predacons give the pair a wide berth, leering at them. Lyo is in his beast-mode.


3 LYO

We left the Predacons behind. That was a mistake.


4 MAXIMUS PRIME

Where others’ have faltered, your hope for a united Cybertron has remained steadfast, Lyo. It’s admirable.


5 LYO

He’s our only chance, Prime. We both know it.


PANEL THREE

A Predacon leaning against one of the buildings spits in the direction of Lyo and Maximus Prime.


6 LYO

They aren’t going to follow us.


PANEL FOUR

The two Maximals approach a large door with a blue neon sign above it.


7 MAXIMUS PRIME

Are you sure he’ll be here?


8 LYO

My source was confident. But tread lightly -- this is one of old Blue’s.


PANEL FIVE

Maximus Prime pushes the door open as Lyo stalks off.


9 MAXIMUS PRIME

Understood. Maintain a perimeter.


PAGE FIFTEEN


PANEL ONE

Maximus Prime surveys the seedy, dimly-lit bar. Several Predacons sit slumped at their tables, others lie offline on the drink-stained floor. A large bar runs along the wall, complete with ornate bottles filled with different coloured liquids and oils.


PANEL TWO

A voice comes from a large shadowy alcove near the far end of the bar.


1 MAGMATRON (UNSEEN)

The great and powerful Maximus Prime -- leader of us all. What a great honour it is.


PANEL THREE

Magmatron looms out of the shadows of the alcove.


2 MAGMATRON

Please, make yourself at home.


PANEL FOUR

Magmatron detaches a syk-distributing device from his forearm.


3 SFX (TUBE DETACHING)

TZT


4 MAGMATRON

Urgh.


5 LINK PANEL (MAGMATRON)

What’s your poison? If they don’t have it, I’m sure we can source it for you -- from a Maximal, of course. Only the finest contraband for our esteemed guests.


PANEL FIVE

Magmatron gestures to the offline forms of his fellow Predacons adorning the bar.


6 MAXIMUS PRIME

Is there somewhere we can talk?


7 MAGMATRON

Talk freely, Prime. Most can’t hear you, and those that can don’t give a slag about what comes out of your mouth.


PAGE SIXTEEN


PANEL ONE

Magmatron leans on the bar, turning his back to Maximus Prime.


1 MAXIMUS PRIME

You once stood as a beacon for your fellow Predacons. They need you. Cybertron needs you.


2 MAGMATRON

Cybertron can cram it.


PANEL TWO

Magmatron examines one of the bottles.


3 MAXIMUS PRIME

We need-


4 MAGMATRON

A martyr. Always have done.


5 LINK PANEL (MAGMATRON)

Someone stupid enough to paint a target on their own back.


PANEL THREE

Magmatron looks back over his shoulder with a glare.


6 MAGMATRON

I played by your rules and look where it got me. So now…


PANEL FOUR

Magmatron, drawing his sword, turns to face Maximus Prime.


7 SFX

SHIIIIING


8 MAGMATRON

… you play by mine!


9 MAXIMUS PRIME

We don’t have time for this.


PANEL FIVE

The tip of Magmatron’s sword rests under Maximus Prime’s chin. Maximus Prime glares.


10 MAGMATRON

Make time.


PAGE SEVENTEEN


PANEL ONE

Magmatron bursts through the wall of the bar into an alley. He has been thrown with great force.


1 SFX

KKRRAANNCCHH


PANEL TWO

Magmatron hits the wall of the building opposite.


2 SFX

KKRRNNKK


3 MAGMATRON

Uurghh…


PANEL THREE

Several Predacons sprint down the alley towards the fray.


4 PREDACON

Hey!


PANEL FOUR

The Predacons come to a sudden halt as Lyo, in robot-mode, lands in front of them, clubs drawn.


5 LYO

Stand down! Now!


PANEL FIVE

Magmatron groggily gets to his feet.


6 MAGMATRON

Uh… There is a door.


PAGE EIGHTEEN


PANEL ONE

Maximus Prime jams a tonfa under Magmatron’s chin and pins him to the wall. Magmatron is leaking oil from his mouth.


1 MAGMATRON

Garh.


2 MAXIMUS PRIME

Computer, display Image #182.


3 COMPUTER

Confirmed.


PANEL TWO

A hologram of a Cybertronian Empire ship projects from Maximus Prime’s forearm. Maximus Prime glares with anger.


4 MAXIMUS PRIME

You know what that is? You know what it can do? Well there’s a fleet of them, headed here, right now. So you can tell Cybertron to cram it, but you might just have to help save it first!


PANEL THREE

Magmatron returns the glare as Maximus Prime’s comm-link activated.


5 SFX (COMM-LINK)

BWM BWM


6 COMM-LINK (LONGRACK)

Prime, we’ve received the latest imagery. You’ll want to see this.


PANEL FOUR

Maximus Prime shoves off Magmatron to the ground.


7 MAXIMUS PRIME

Put it through.


8 MAGMATRON

Urgh…


PAGE NINETEEN


PANEL ONE

A hologram projects from Maximus Prime’s forearm emitter. It shows a massive, spherical heat bloom behind a lot of little heat blooms from the fleet.


1 COMM-LINK (LONGRACK)

Thermal scans have revealed a huge mass behind the Empire fleet.


2 MAXIMUS PRIME

Size?


3 COMM-LINK (LONGRACK)

Comparable to Cybertron.


PANEL TWO

Lyo joins Maximus Prime looking at the hologram.


4 LYO

A piece of the Hub?


5 COMM-LINK (LONGRACK)

Rebuilt as some kind of Battle Moon, we had the same thought. And if we’re right, they don’t want to take Cybertron -- they want to destroy it!


PANEL THREE

Magmatron sits propped up against the building. He wipes the oil from his mouth.


6 MAGMATRON

No, not they.


PANEL FOUR

Maximus Prime and Lyo look at Magmatron.


7 MAGMATRON

He.


8 LYO

He?


PANEL FIVE

Lyo and Maximus Prime look back to the hologram with a cold realisation.


9 LYO

Oh…


10 MAGMATRON

I hope that thing in your chest still works, Prime.


PAGE TWENTY


PANEL ONE

Full-page image. The newly constructed body of Unicron, in Planet-Mode, flanks a large armada of Cybertronian Empire ships.


1 DIALOGUE PANEL (MAGMATRON)

We’re gonna need it.


--- END ISSUE #1 ---

The script for Issue #1 of Transformers: Deicide.

I first wrote this story back in 2014-2015, and pitched it to IDW as a 4-issue miniseries to celebrate the Beast Wars 20th Anniversary in 2016.

I reworked the story and pitched it again this year, but IDW already had plans for a Beast Wars story to celebrate the 25th Anniversary underway.

So rather than it sitting in the bottom draw gathering dust, here it is for you to enjoy.

Be sure to read the accompanying 4-page story: Gathering Darkness

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