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{Transformers Prime - TFP}
<Somewhere on the Nemesis Ship>
The Decepticons were hard at work. Some were training, others experimenting, and many were focused on their own tasks.
“This is Shockwave speaking. Recorder NO. 900. I am documenting the unsettling progress of my latest project. I have created… something… an anomaly, perhaps? I do not know what to call it…”
Shockwave's optics narrowed as he fixated on the radiant light emanating from the strange object before him.
For a moment, he thought he had inadvertently opened a gateway to the Allspark itself. But alas, that was not the case.
“I… I am going to touch it now…” Shockwave murmured, his voice tinged with a mixture of trepidation and insatiable curiosity. The allure of the light was irresistible.
Making him closer as if it held the answers to questions he hadn’t yet thought to ask.
As his fingers grazed the surface of the glowing phenomenon, an unexpected surge of energy enveloped him, yanking him into the light with a ferocity that took his breath away.
In an instant, he was swallowed by the brilliance, leaving behind the cold, sterile confines of his lab. The world faded into a blur, consumed by an overwhelming force that whispered promises of knowledge and danger in the same breath.
“Where am I??” Shockwave shouted, his voice echoing in the emptiness. He looked around, bewildered.
It seemed he was in a vast, white space. No—it felt more like he was in a room made of light.
Strange shard-like shapes floated around him. “What could this possibly be…?” he pondered.
He decided to lean closer to one of the shards. “AHH! A FLOATING HELM!” a voice cried out, sending him tumbling back.
“That was… illogical.” Shockwave muttered, trying to regain his composure. He peered through the shards and saw various robots—mechs and femmes—some even looked like humans! They all had different shapes, and he was unfamiliar with them.
Curiosity piqued, Shockwave reached for another shard. But as soon as he did, he was sucked in completely.
When he opened his optics again, he found himself back in his lab. The strange white substance was still there. “Fascinating…” he murmured.
“Shockwave speaking. Recorder NO. 901. It seems I have created a pathway to the multiverse.”
<Meanwhile, with the Autobots>
“Come on, Bulkhead! Let me join you! Please!— pretty Please!” Miko pleaded, giving him her best puppy dog eyes.
“Oh, Miko… You know I can’t! It’s Prime’s orders—” Bulkhead started.
“Actually, I was thinking of bringing the three humans along for the mission,” Optimus Prime interrupted as he walked towards them.
“OMG! Really?!?! Wohoo!” Miko shouted, jumping with excitement. “I’m going to tell Jack and Raf! BRB!” She dashed off.
“Wait! I thought this was a stealth mission into the Nemesis! Why are we bringing the kids?” Bulkhead asked, concerned and shocked.
“I know, friend,” Prime replied, his tone steady. “But the kids will be the ones infiltrating the Nemesis. We will be the ones to act as decoys, drawing the Decepticons' attention away from them. This will give the children the crucial time they need to gather information without being detected.”
He paused, weighing his words carefully. “To be honest, this plan came with Ultra Magnus. I had my doubts at first and tried to dissuade him, but upon reflection, it does have merit.”
“For the record, I’m still against it,” Ratchet grumbled while typing on his monitors.
“The Decepticons’ numbers are low right now. That’s why I believe this plan will work,” Ultra Magnus added confidently. “We need to utilize the skills of our smaller allies. They are good at hiding—.”
“WHAT! “ Arcee suddenly bursts in angrily. “Prime! You can’t be serious! We’re putting the kids at risk! What if something happens to them?! Or worse?”
“Arcee, stay calm. Think about it. With fewer Decepticons, we can defeat them easily. Besides, the kids have the advantage of being small and hard to notice!” Ultra Magnus insisted.
“And what if it doesn’t work? What if something goes terribly wrong? I can’t— I will not lose another partner!” Arcee said weakly but firmly. Her servos tightening to a grip.
“I promise you, everything will be fine, Arcee. If anything happens, we will send help immediately. I even have tracking devices for the three humans,” Ultra Magnus reassured her.
“Why are— why am I even listening to you? Prime, please— you must reconsider!” Arcee pleaded.
“He has already agreed! I have already prepared. We’re going forward with this plan.; whether you like it or not!” Ultra Magnus said firmly.
Arcee was furious, but just then, a small hand touched her foot. Confused, she looked down.
“Arcee, remember our talk the other day? I want to help more for the Autobot cause,” Jack said, holding onto her giant foot. “If this will help, then I’ll gladly do the mission.”
“Jack, you don’t have to—” Arcee began.
“I want to. I want to help you. After I infiltrate the base, I’ll gather information on how to stop the Decepticons so you can go back home. Isn’t that what you want?” Jack added earnestly.
“I…” Arcee struggled to respond.
How could she argue with that?
Finally, after a few breems, she sighed in defeat. “Fine. But the second you need help, I will come running to you kids. Got it?”
“Fine by me,” Jack replied, smiling.
“Great. Now please— prepare yourselves. We’re starting the plan in the next hour. We will go over the details later on,” Ultra Magnus commanded.
The three kids wasted no time getting ready.
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Bumblebee buzzed anxiously, while Raf prepared his phone and his USB for the mission.
“I’ll be fine, Bee,” Raf said. “You don’t have to worry.” The bot sitll not noticing Bumblebee’s worried expression.
“It’s just an infiltration. Right? What could possibly go wrong? Besides, Arcee will be there if we need help,” he added confidently.
Bumblebee just buzzed sadly, sitting on his berth and watching the humans prepare.
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“This isn’t your war. I’m sorry I dragged you into this,” Arcee said regretfully.
“Hey, don’t say that. If you didn’t, I wouldn’t be the person I am now,” Jack replied. “I’ll be fine. I promise.”
“Promise me you’ll stay out of danger…” Arcee urged.
“I will,” he said, still focused on packing.
“Promise me you’ll come back… please?” Arcee said, trying to hold back tears.
Jack turned around to face the femme.
“It’s just “ she then tried to fix her position. “… Cliffjumper didn’t make it back from his last mission… and— and I just… I just don’t want you to meet the same fate…” Arcee admitted, looking down at her servos. “I will never forgive myself if—”
“I’ll be back. I promise,” Jack reassured her. Touching her servos. A small smile broke through Arcee’s worry.
“You better,” she replied firmly. Smiling at the human.
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“I never knew really knew why you always wanted to come on my missions,” Bulkhead said, watching Miko prepare her messy stuff.
“I’ll be fine, Bulkie! Besides—You heard Arcee! If anything happens, she’ll come to us! Don’t worry!” Miko exclaimed, charging her flip phone.
“I never understood why you still wanted to…” Bulkhead pressed.
Miko sighed, looking serious. “I know that … that one day…you’ll need to go back to your home… your real home—your planet… Cybertron. “ she then sighs. “So …Until then, I want to spend every second count with you—even if it means going on missions!”
Bulkhead sighed in defeat, letting her do what she needed.
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Soon, all the mechs gathered in the lounge, ready for orders. The three humans arrived with their Autobot guardians.
“Ah, finally! You’re all here. Let me explain the plan,” Ultra Magnus began. “First, the Autobots will create a distraction. The Nemesis is parked here—” he pointed to a spot on the map. “Once we make our presence known, the Decepticons will defend themselves, allowing the kids to sneak in undetected.”
“Once Megatron appears, Prime will handle that,” he added, looking at Optimus.
“I will not disappoint,” Prime said firmly.
“I know you won’t,” Ultra Magnus replied. “Before we reach Megatron, Soundwave, Shockwave, and Starscream will be out of the ship. That will be your chance to enter safely.”
He turned to the kids. “Now, listen carefully. This part is crucial.” With a swift motion, he activated a holographic display. A 3D map of the Nemesis prime.
“You will enter from the left side wing,” he explained, pointing to the entry point on the hologram. “Once inside, take an immediate right. You’ll walk past two rooms—keep your eyes peeled, as they may be guarded. Then, take a left.” As he spoke, the map highlighted their path, illuminating the critical areas in bright red.
“That’s where Soundwave’s lab is located. Gather as much intel as you can—data, plans, anything that could help us.” The hologram flickered, zooming in on another section. “Right next to it is Megatron’s throne room, a place of great danger. And on the left side, you’ll find Shockwave’s lab, filled with his twisted experiments.”
“Get whatever information you can, and remember: stay hidden. It’s one of your unique skill is mechs will never have. This is why you guys are the only ones who can pull this off.”
The kids nodded in understanding.
“Alright, Autobots. Roll out!” Prime ordered. The mechs transformed into their vehicle modes, with the three kids climbing into their cars as they entered the ground bridge to the Nemesis primes location.
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The plan went into action as soon as they landed on the ground.
Bulkhead made the first move, blasting through the Nemesis’s gates. Decepticons began pouring out, each one being taken down by the Autobots.
Before long, Megatron and Starscream appeared. “Prime! Code Meg!” Arcee yelled.
Optimus wasted no time scanning Megatron on the battlefield. Once he locked onto him, he opened fire. “Prime!” Megatron growled.
“Starscream is out too! We just need two more—” Bulkhead started, but was cut off as Soundwave and Shockwave joined the fight.
“Never mind! They’re here now!” Bulkhead shouted, charging at Soundwave. “I’ll handle the one-eyed freak!” Arcee yelled, rushing towards Shockwave.
“Kids! Follow me!” Ultra Magnus shouted, leading them to the left wing of the Nemesis. He made a doorway for the kids.
“If you feel in danger, press this button. It will send an emergency signal to the Autobots. We’re counting on you.”
The three kids nodded and crawled into the Nemesis ship.
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“Clear!” Jack whispered, peeking down the corridor for any lurking Decepticons. Miko and Raf shuffled closer, trying to look serious.
“Someone’s enjoying being the-self appointed-leader a bit too much,” Miko teased, poking Jack in the side with a grin.
“I’m just trying to keep us safe!” Jack protested, puffing out his chest like a proud peacock.
“Yeah, yeah. But seriously, there’s not a mech in sight, Jack! Look around!” Miko shouted, throwing her arms up dramatically.
“Miko!!” Jack exclaimed, exasperated. “Can we focus here?”
”jack—“
“Okay, okay! Guys—Guys!” Jack said, trying to keep the peace. “The mission?—the very important mission here! C’mon!— move it!”
“Let’s start with Soundwave’s lab,” Jack suggested, and the others nodded, though Miko was already making silly faces behind his back.
They began snapping pictures of everything, sending images back to Ratchet’s screen at base. They stumbled upon data, bizarre plans, and even some of Soundwave's oddball experiments.
“I cannot believe he is now experimenting on scraplets.” Miko said shivering as she holds the file
“wait— seriously?— those little robot sized cockroaches ?” Jack commented smirking
Everything was going smoothly—until they spotted a glowing white object.
“Uhh—what’s that supposed to be?” Miko asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she leaned in to poke it.
“Don’t touch it!” Raf exclaimed, his eyes wide in alarm. “We don’t know what that is! Just—just take a pic before anything weird happens.”
“What are you guys doing?” Jack asked, now curious himself. “Woah—what’s that…?”
“You think it’s a gateway to heaven or something?” Miko joked, reaching out as if she might grab it.
“Miko!” Jack and Raf yelled in perfect unison, their voices echoing off the walls.
“Alright! Alright! Sheesh!” Miko said, raising her arms in surrender, a cheeky grin still plastered on her face.
“What are you humans doing here”
The kids then immediately turned around to see shockwave.
“Scrap” Miko could only say
“Capturing images of my vital intelligences and plans?” Shockwave continues.; aiming his blaster at them.
“Oh no,” Raf whispers .
“We… uhh—- we- we were looking for the way out?” Miko stammered.
The blaster lowered slightly.
“Do you truly believe I would be deceived by your … illogical lies?”
The three kids backed away, but Raf managed to send the emergency signal.
Suddenly, he was pulled into the white substance. In a panic, he grabbed Miko, who in turn grabbed Jack. All three children were sucked in together.
“No…” Soundwave, in a rushed to grab the glowing object, was pulled in also in the act.
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The world around them twisted and blurred as they were pulled into the white void, their screams swallowed by the deafening silence.
They felt themselves plunging through a shard-like shape, each shard a window into a different universe.
Colors swirled around them—vivid blues, fiery reds, and deep greens—each one revealing glimpses of astonishing worlds. They saw towering metallic cities where colossal mechs battled fierce creatures, and lush landscapes where alien flora glowed with luminescence.
“Where are we?!” Miko cried, her voice barely audible over the rush of air.
Suddenly, they dropped into a beautiful field, soft grass beneath them swaying in a gentle breeze. Flowers dancing in a kaleidoscope of colors, and the sun bathed everything in golden light. It felt serene, almost like paradise.
But their moment of peace shattered as dark shadows began to creep in from the edges of the field. The shadows twisted and churned, morphing into ominous figures that loomed closer. The air grew heavy, and an unsettling chill swept through the once-warm landscape.
“Run!” Jack yelled. All the three kids sprinted through the field, glancing back at the encroaching darkness.
In that moment, flashes of different mechs appeared in their minds—Optimus Prime standing tall and resolute, Bumblebee darting through the shadows with agility, and Sideswipe’s sleek form slicing through the air. Each mech was engaged in their own battle against the looming threats, their strength and determination radiating like beacons of hope.
But the trio didn’t have time to dwell on the mechs. They were still falling, the ground rushing up to meet them. With one final gasp, they tumbled through a shimmering portal, landing unceremoniously in the familiar surroundings of a park.
They lay there, breathless, sprawled on the soft grass, the sounds of laughter and play echoing around them. The sunlight warmed their skin, but their hearts raced with adrenaline and confusion.
As they landed in the park, the moment felt surreal. Laughter and the cheerful sounds of children playing surrounded them, but the thrill of their journey was still fresh in their minds. They exchanged glances, trying to process everything that had just happened.
Suddenly, without warning, the ground beneath them trembled. A deep rumble echoed through the air, and the beautiful park began to warp, shifting like a mirage.
“Whoa! Yo!— wha— What’s happening?” Jack shouted, instinctively grabbing Miko’s arm.
Before they could react, a powerful force surged around them, pulling them apart. Raf felt himself being yanked to the left, while Miko and Jack were dragged in the opposite directions.
“NO! MIKO!—JACK!” Raf yelled, his voice filled with panic as he reached out, but it was too late. The space between them stretched, creating a swirling vortex that separated them like strands of light breaking apart.
Miko cried out as she was pulled into a different path, her heart racing. “Don’t gooooo!” she screamed, but her words were lost in the chaos.
Jack felt the air rush past him as he was sucked into another direction, the park fading away behind him.
Each of them was swallowed by their own swirling tunnel, colors flashing all around. They glimpsed fleeting images of mechs once more—Optimus Prime battling against a dark figure, Bumblebee zipping through a neon-lit city, and Sideswipe racing against a storm.
Raf tried pushing against the force that pulled him. But no matter how hard he tried, he felt the grip of the vortex tighten, spinning him away from his friends.
In one final flash, their worlds collided in a blaze of light, and then everything went dark.
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“Wha—What the—? I’ve lost their signal!” Bulkhead yelled confused.
“What?! No! That’s impossible!” Ultra Magnus shouted.
“Ultra Magnus…” Prime said, concern in his voice. “What was their last known signal?”
“It came from shockwaves room…” he replied, and the Autobots hurried to the last known location.
“You go ahead! I’ll hold the other form getting close to you guys!” Bulkhead yells
Before they reached the door, they were stopped by Megatron and Starscream. “You really think you can escape?” Megatron boomed, blasting at Prime and Arcee.
Arcee wasn’t fast enough and was hit in the waist, making her grunt in pain. “Arcee!” Prime shouted, rushing to shield her from Megatron’s blasts.
“We need to retreat!” he urged.
“NO!” Arcee interrupted, her determination clear. “I will not leave— “ She couldn’t finish her sentence, grunting in pain.
“I’m sorry, Arcee. But we don’t have a choice,” Prime said, lifting her carefully and running toward the others.
“Ground bridge! Now!” he yelled through the comm link.
After a tense moment, the ground bridge appeared, and the Autobots rushed through just as it closed behind them.
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Rafael slowly opened his eyes, the world around him spinning. He groaned, trying to shake off the dizziness. “Ughhh…” he muttered, looking around in confusion. Where was he?
“Where am I?!?” Rafael practically yells glancing though The landscape
It was all just filled with towering piles of metal and parts. It looked like a scrapyard.
“What happened?” he whispered, panic creeping in. He glanced around, hoping to see Miko and Jack, but they were nowhere in sight.
Just then, a red car sped toward him.
“Oh my primes— it’s heading right for me—“ Rafael then tried to sheild himself with his arms
Then the car screeching to a halt. Rafael’s heart raced.
The car transformed into a towering robot, and Rafael couldn’t help but gasp in awe.
“Hey! Wassup, newcomer! Wait— your not supposed to be here—” the robot boomed, a wide grin on his shiny chassis.
“Um, hi! I’m Rafael,” he stammered, still trying to process everything. “But… where are my friends? Miko and Jack?”
“Friends? You mean theres more of other kids?— trespassing?” Sideswipe replied, tilting his head.
Rafael’s heart sank. “Woah— woah I don’t mean any trouble at all!— I swear— I feel down form the sky for goodnesssake—”
Suddenly, a voice called out, “Rafael? Is that you?” The voice was familiar, and Rafael turned to see a yellow robot striding toward him.
“Bumblebee?!?” Rafael shouted, his eyes widening in disbelief. “You’re here!”
The yellow mech looked taken aback, as if he couldn’t believe his optics. “Rafael! It’s really you!” Bumblebee knelt down, trying to hold back tears.
Rhen something clicked in his processor. “Wait— is it just me or did you not age at all? It’s been like—50 years?!!?”
“What?” Rafael said as he looked like he’s seen a ghost.
“Fifty years?! What are you talking about?” Rafael exclaimed, feeling a rush of confusion and fear. “That— that can’t be right!—I don’t— how could that have happened! One minute we were in the middle of a mission, and then—”
“Wait, a mission?” Bumblebee interrupted, tilting his head. “We’re You with Miko and Jack? What happened to them?”
“I don’t know! We were sucked into this glowing thing, and then… I ended up here!” Rafael’s voice trembled, the memories rushing back. “It was like we fell through different worlds, and then everything went dark.”
Bumblebee looked concerned. “So the glowing thing… it teleported you? But you were just fighting Decepticons, right?”
“Exactly!— wait—no- we were infiltrating. We got sucked in a white thingy — But then we ended up in many places— like a field before the shadows came. I thought I was dreaming!” Rafael said, frustration mounting.
“Shadows?” Bumblebee asked, his expression growing serious. “What shadows?”
“They were dark and creepy, and they chased us! I don’t even know what they were!” Rafael replied, feeling overwhelmed. “And then I woke up here, alone!”
As Rafael spoke, it dawned on him that he might be completely alone in this strange place. The weight of that realization pressed heavily on his chest.
Bumblebee rubbed his head, trying to process everything. “We need to figure this out. You might have been sucked into another dimension, and now you’re in the future.”
Rafael’s heart raced. “The future?! What does that even mean?”
“It means things are different here. We need to be careful,” Bumblebee said, his voice steady but full of concern. “But first, we need to find your friends. They might be in danger.”
“Right! We have to find them!” Rafael exclaimed, determination flooding through him.
Bumblebee started to walk towards the base. Rafael sitting on his shoulder pads.
“But you look … tired, Bee,” Rafael said, noticing the weariness in Bumblebee’s optics.
“Huh— what- no, I’m fine! — We need to figure out this situation,” Bumblebee insisted, standing tall, but Rafael could see the strain in his movements.
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{back in TFP}
<autobot base>
“I should have never agreed to bring the kids on this mission,” Arcee lamented, sitting on a med berth as Ratchet tended her wounds. She winced at the pain.
“This is a serious injury. You needed to fall back because of your injury, Arcee. It was the right call,” Ratchet said calmly.
“It’s all my fault!” she cried.
“Hey— no arcee, It’s not your fault!” Bulkhead chimed in, trying to comfort her.
“You’re right…” she sniffs. “It’s not my fault; it’s YOUR FAULT!” Arcee pointed an accusatory finger at Ultra Magnus.
“If it weren’t for YOUR plan— your idea—, the kids would be here—SAFE—on base!” She groaned again as Ratchet continued to work.
“Why did we fall back so quickly? For all we know, the kids might be locked up somewhere on the Nemesis ship!” Arcee yelled.
“I assure you, they are not on the ship. I’ve already checked,” a mech said, entering through a yellow ground bridge. The Autobots froze, stunned at the newcomer.
Silence followed.
“Bumblebee?!? But if you’re here, then who’s that Bumblebee?” Bulkhead asked, staring at the two yellow mechs.
Arcee immediately powered her blaster. “No one impersonates MY brother!” she shouted, pointing her weapon.
“I assure you, I’m not Bumblebee. I am B-127,” the newcomer said, raising his arms in peace. “I’m here to help.”
“Wait… B-127? Isn’t that—” Arcee started.
“My real destination? Yes. But In my world… I never got the nickname Bumblebee. Sorry to disappoint.” B-127 said, standing tall.
“Now, do you want me to find Miko, Raf, and Jack?” he asked, hands on his hips.