Chapter 13: The Arrival of Jetfire

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The dark void of space stretched out endlessly, a sea of stars blinking softly in the distance. A lone Earth space shuttle cruised through the cosmos, its crew relaxed in the stillness. Inside, the quiet hum of machinery was the only sound.

"Captain, we've got something," a crewmember said, staring intently at the radar. The blip was small but moving fast—too fast.

The captain leaned forward, his brows furrowing as he studied the screen. "Can we identify it?"

"Not yet," the crewmember replied, tapping rapidly on the console. "It's approaching quickly... no response to our hails."

The object zoomed closer, a metallic blur on the radar. Alarms blared as the crew prepared for potential impact. The strange object hovered above them, casting a shadow over their ship. Suddenly, a beam of light shot from it, scanning the shuttle's hull, sending a shiver of fear through the crew.

"Brace yourselves!" the captain shouted, gripping the arms of his chair.

But the object did nothing more. After a tense moment, the light disappeared, and the object pulled away. As it distanced itself, the crew gasped. The unknown object had morphed—into a perfect replica of their own space shuttle. Silent and ominous, it turned and flew off into the void, leaving the Earth shuttle to drift in its wake.

On Earth: A Skeptical Audience

Back at the Autobot base, Fred recounted the story to his friends, his voice filled with excitement. "I swear, it turned into the same shuttle! It scanned us and transformed!"

Rad raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical. "Are you sure you didn't just see another shuttle out there?"

Fred shook his head vigorously. "No way! It wasn't anything from Earth—it was alien!"

Carlos snickered, patting Fred on the back. "Come on, Fred, you've got an overactive imagination."

Only Alexis seemed intrigued, her brow furrowed in thought. "If that thing can scan and replicate a shuttle, it could be important. We should tell Optimus."

Rad shrugged, though he trusted Alexis's instincts. "Maybe, but it's probably nothing."

Carlos added, "Yeah, I mean, we've seen some weird stuff, but that sounds a little far-fetched, even for us."

Alexis shot him a look. "We've been hanging out with giant alien robots. I don't think anything is far-fetched anymore."

Fred crossed his arms defensively. "You'll see. Something's going on."

On the Moon: A Dark Visitor

Far away, on the surface of the Moon, an invisible figure glided silently toward the imposing Decepticon base. The base loomed over the desolate lunar landscape, its shadow stretching across the barren ground. The figure moved with precision, slipping past the sentries and defenses unnoticed, making its way deeper into the fortress.

The figure stopped before a massive door, which slid open silently. Inside was a room filled with dormant Mini-Cons, their tiny frames locked in place by energy restraints. The room was cold, the air thick with tension.

"Inferno," the figure called softly, its voice smooth and commanding. The Mini-Cons stirred, and one stepped forward with a boldness the others lacked.

Inferno approached the invisible figure, unafraid. He knew there was no escaping this fate, and he would face it with courage. The figure extended a hand toward him, selecting him as its Mini-Con. Inferno stepped into the light, his optics flickering as he accepted his new role.

The other Mini-Cons trembled in their restraints, watching in silence as the door slid shut, leaving them in darkness once more.

The Battle on Earth

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