Story One Shots and ideas

~ Optimus and Fowler are screwed ~

This was snagged from an RP and roughly/haphazardly put into a prologue for somethin idk

Data found. Scanning...
Video file SilasPrime found.
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Somewhere off-camera, an unknown woman smiled, the founder of reviving their former leader, Silas, with just a click of a button, bringing up a large, blue screen that showed the difference between remote controlled Nemesis, and the new Silas Prime, as it was apparently called. Silas Prime was ten feet taller then Nemesis Prime, and Optimus Prime alone, he had a new array of weapons, and could either have a Jetpack, or six missile packs mounted on his back, he also had thin but powerful armor, giving him more speed, due to the old armor making him slower, and that's just less then half the upgrades

Silas Prime also had three other alt modes, one was for land, which was a massive, modified military semi truck, one was for sea, which was a military escort, that carried five drones in the shape and form of jets, similar to Starscream's alt, but less slim, and one was for the sky, which was a sleek but fast cargo plane. He also had duel swords, which could have their hilts connected and the blades to unfold into a shield, also he was equipped with duel blasters, sleek and small enough to become part of any alt mode he desired.

And the final touch for this new body. If Silas was to ever 'Die', they had a backup plan. Speaking of, a demonstration was about to be played. The camera zoomed out from Silas, offline for now, an unknown voice spoke. "Fire the missile, lets hope this works." Not even seconds later, a missile was launched at Silas Prime, impacting his chassis and tearing his frame into dozens of massive pieces across the metal floor. Only seconds later, however, his body began to reform, the pieces self repairing first, then turning into small particles in massive clumps, and forming back into a perfectly fine Silas once more. "He's perfectly fine, commander. Once we have Silas placed within, and his frame onlined, he'll be as good as new." Another voice spoke with a little excitement, and the video cut.

Seconds later, the video feed started up again. Immediately it zoomed in on the chassis of the frame, open, and several people carefully working away, configuring Silas into the mainframe, occasionally the mech would twitch, but they'd barely notice. Further away, diagnostics were being run 24/7, energon in massive amounts being stored and ready to be mass pumped into the frame, scans on Silas' very conscious, tubes being connected to the frame slowly from the back that would be ready to pump the huge amount of energon, they weren't letting this fail.

It cut to everyone backing and running away from the mech, someone yelled something along the lines of "Lever!" and a loud CHUNK could be heard, rumbling followed suit, and the tubes began to glow of energon as it was pumped furiously into the mechs systems. Once that was finished, a moment passed, before the mech onlined, glowing golden and white optics opened sharply, clutching his head immediately, and looking down at his own servos. A man spoke up. "All systems functional and running smoothly. Optics are online, circuits are online, everything's running smoothly." "Perfect..." Silas responded, a smirk crossed his faceplates, his new sharp teeth glistering in the warehouses bright lights, all of M.E.C.H was both very terrified and very happy.

Optimus and Fowler didn't know what was coming.