Ever since the Taychon Incident and the Merge/Convergence the timeline has changed, making the entire multiverse and Omniverse come together. Different versions of multiple planets as well as individuals have appeared and have adapted to their curre...
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The Subcouncil building in Tarn towered over most of the rest of the city, casting its shadow across all aspects of life there. Normally the building was an area of calm, almost detached from the concerns of the citizen's day to day lives, much like the being who ran it. It was all sharp clinical lines, not a spare centimetre of material wasted, and almost completely unadorned by decoration. The only thing approaching a personal touch was in the shape of the letters over the entrance. Today however, its serenity was broken, as a window, high up on the east face, shattered inwards.
From his office, from where he controlled every aspect of his population below, Shockwave looked around as the alarms blared. On the viewscreen facing him, a datatrack was playing footage of troops in training, wearing the colors and insignias of Vos. He stood up and faced the door, just as it flew open, dropping off one of its hinges. The screen froze. The person responsible stood in the doorway, glaring at Shockwave, taking a moment to assess him. Then the firearm in his arm whipped upwards, pointed at Shockwaves head.
"Shockwave..." the shadow growled. Shockwave took a step backwards, as the figure strode into the room. In unison the two of them moved back across the office until Shockwave's back touched the opposite wall. Still the shadow kept coming, until they were nearly eye to eye, and then Shockwave became aware of the unpleasant feeling of the nuzzle of the pistol nestling up to his chin. Shockwave managed to gasp out the intruders name.
"Starscream?"
The voice that replied had taken on a different tone from the one Shockwave knew. Before it had been measured, polite, almost shy, but now it seemed harsher, almost mocking, as Starscream sneered at him.
