I do not own Transformers Prime or any of the characters associated with the property, I only claim ownership of my character which I have made myself.
________________________________________________________________________________
In the vastness of space, all was peaceful. The stars twinkled in the darkness, and the moon calmly orbited Earth as it had done for hundreds of millions of years.
However, the peace didn't last long.
As one spec started to glow orange, and from the faint glow came a massive object streaming down past the moon and towards Earth, it's targets set on a one of the many large areas of land. As it descended down towards one of the major continents of Earth, the pilot grinned an evil grin which only came about when it was time.
If she had a tongue like many of her past kills, she would have been licking her purple lips right now. Her excitement was obvious, and it was clear why. The thrill was almost upon her, the time was almost here...
The hunt was about to begin.
________________________________________________________________________________
When Arcee said that I could tag along on the first recon mission she got, I wasn't expecting it to be over two weeks till one such opportunity came up. Over two fragging weeks! I had spent this time continuing to train and improve my skills, I also had made some adjustments to my scythes, allowing me to slam them together and they would transform into a staff. This was due to my difficulty beating the others when they got distance and started firing at me. I was quick, but not that quick. The staff gave me range, and also allowed me to play more defensive if I was outnumbered or outmatched, which was almost all of the time.
I sat in the main room, everyone just chatting or playing video games on the TV.
I had started sparring with the others more as well, in fact, I was able to beat Bumblebee a few times. But there was so much training one could do, and without any activity from the Decepticons, the lack of entertainment at base became a lot more noticeable. Miko tried to entertain us with her guitar skills, but that didn't last long. And since the others lacked any other interesting skills, we were stuck with just talking about how each other's days had been.
"Hey, Octavius. What are we like in other universes?", asked Bulkhead curiously. Our topic had recently changed to what everyone could look like in an alternate universe, which I already knew, and the others knew it as well. Whilst I was hesitant to answer at first, I remembered that as long as it didn't have anything to do with Transformers Prime, I was ok to talk about it.
"Well, 'Bulk, you were first introduced in the show that proceeded this one, Transformers Animated. In that, you were a kindhearted but clumsy guy who was best pals with Bumblebee.", I explained, not wanting to go into too much detail, "Speaking of 'Bee, he's often much slimmer and isn't a sports car, he also has a more humanoid looking face in most iterations as well. Ratchet, believe it or not, wasn't always an old, grumpy 'Bot, and originally was a young medic who was friendly to everyone. Optimus hasn't really changed much, other than sometimes being less experienced and having to learn more about the responsibility of being a leader."
"What about me?", asked Arcee.
"You are one of the only recurring female characters in the shows and movies, also you're most often depicted as pink with white highlights.", I responded casually.
Arcee had a face of pure shock and for obvious reasons, she wasn't one for bright, 'girly' colours.
"How low my character has stooped.", she grumbled.
YOU ARE READING
Transformers Prime: The Second Chance
FanfictionIn the grand scheme of the multiverse, anything and everything can happen. However, when the main universe of a continuity (the Primeverse) is threatened by a multiversal threat, Primus sends one last hope to that universe to avoid a cataclysmic eve...