Spike stands near the silent drilling machines outside of the exposed mountainside, looking rather ticked off he waits leaning against the equipment that his co-workers can no longer use.  It seems that everything his happening to him all at once today, the argument with his dad, the alien ship, the men losing their jobs because of the government and now the Agent threatening him.  His discarded white oxygen suit lay beside him as he obviously took it off in a great furor, his angry eyes now shift to the small opening of the alien ship's doors as the Agent and the other soldier enter out of it.  Agent Connors starts to remove his gear after walking a few meters away from the ship; looking up in Spike's direction he can see the young man isn't too happy with him.  He looks back to the soldier taking off his white suit and nods back to him.

" You know your instructions...make sure no one enters.  No one! ", He says to the soldier as he motions his eyes towards Spike.

The soldier finishes getting out of his gear and salutes, " YES SIR! "

Young Spike knew what the men were talking about; having been chewed out by the government agent inside, he realized that Connors wouldn't even talk to him now.  Even so, Spike walked up to the man and spoke his mind about the matter.

" Listen Connors...I've had it with you.  I don't need the likes of you yelling at me for one misplaced footing, just who in the hell do you think you are?  First you take over the project here, then you stiff my dad and all the workers from getting paid, and now you want to keep this all a secret.  You guys are all the same, cover up and deny everything. "

Connors raises his hand to him and shouts back, " Enough Kid!  I'm through explaining my actions to you.  But just to ease your mind...this Government is the one that will pay you and your men for all their hard work.  Ok? Hm?! So just back off right now!  Just be glad you didn't do any real damage kid...its guys like you that tend to make things worst..."

Spike stares at the man, " Just what the hell is that supposed to mean? "

" I think you know exactly what I mean....”, the man says back to him in a gruff tone, " Guys like you rush in and never think about the consequences, well boy, I and all the rest of us at the agency are the ones protecting your asses from getting into any trouble.  Trust me kid, I've seen many things you best not know...nor even the world to find out, cause let me tell you...it would blow all your minds. "

Connors said it so intensely that Spike had to back off a bit, his determined answer made him uncomfortable about what in fact this man did know about certain things they've kept quiet.  He could only speculate on what that might be, but after seeing this ship and all the giant robots on it made him a believer of the agent's warning.  Spike walked back to the construction vehicle he was leaning on earlier and sat inside the open door way of the machine.  Connors picks up the white suit he's taken off and throws it back to the two soldiers, Gortez and Millar, now standing near by.  He starts to head down the mountainside when all of a sudden his partner, Agent Drakemore, comes running up to him out of breathe.

" Jack!!  We've got a problem!  The whole world went on the fritz.... communications, computers, everything just went haywire! "

Connors looks confused, " What?  Slow down...what are you going on about? "

" You have to come down and look at this right now.  It was like a flash of pure mayhem, nobody could figure out what the hell was going on.  The General is waiting for you to explain all this...", the African American says to his colleague.

Jack Connors was still trying to figure out what his buddy was telling him, but shaking his head he proceeded to follow him down quickly to the main camp base below the mountain.  Unfortunately Spike didn't hear any of their conversation, for he had fallen back onto the seat of the open door driller and gone to sleep very quickly.  It was a long day for him, he was up at the crack of dawn in the morning till the late hours of this night, it seems that sleep finally caught up with him.  Both soldiers standing in front of the ship's doors paced around with their automatic machine guns ready for anything, they had forgotten that Spike was still there, and just casually chatted to each other as they kept watch outside.  Deep inside the Autobot ship, Megatron continued to look around the bridge of the ship and saw the state of his troops.  His body had changed only slightly from the reconfiguration; the large cylinder on his back now resembled the front part of his new gun transformation.  The side arm cannon attached now looked like that of the black laser eyepiece that also is used in his new mode.  It never really even occurred to him about this new transformation, too busy to care about it for now, he instead focused on rebuilding his fellow soldiers.  The first one he dragged over from the floor was Starscream; he put the damaged robot in the path of Telatran's laser and gave the computer a command.

" Telatran One...begin repair of this unit. "

" Target acquired.... searching database for new transformation mode....", the computer said in a fizzling, broken mono-tone, " New design found.... beginning reconstruction. "

Megatron smiled evilly, " One down...more to come! "

Back outside down at the foot of the mountain, the campsite where all the military assembled, Connors and Drakemore walked into the main tent where General was.   The old high ranking soldier was hunched over a large table full of maps of the U.S. and the Earth, not turning around to greet them, he simply acknowledged them as if he had seen them.

" Welcome back Mr. Connors, Drakemore and I have been hip deep in chaos since you were gone. "

Jack Connors was walked over to the other side of the table and looked down at the graying soldier, " Well...lets have it then?  What's been going on? "

" Well while you've been in there gazing at the aliens, it appears that something scrambled our communications and technology for a brief time.  We couldn't get through on any phone lines, radio transmissions, or even work the damn computers for almost two minutes.  And the creepy part is.... it all happened at precisely the same time around the globe.", the General says to him gazing up.

Connors rubs his forehead and thinks, " Incredible...it could be a new super virus from those hackers maybe?  What do you think Mike? "

His eyes fix on Drakemore as he asks him on a personal level, Drakemore also gives a thought and answers back, " Well...it's possible.  We've been having trouble with that group, especially their front man.  But we know full well that Phoenix is being monitored, he hasn't attempted something like this for sometime though and his upcoming trial is keeping him occupied...."

The General straightens up and looks over to the dark skinned agent, " Who the hell is Phoenix? "

Connors answers the old soldier, " A hacker we've had some dealings with in the past, his real name is Chip Chase, just some kid who thinks he's the god of the internet.  You know that time some of military secrets were leaking out?  About Project N?  You can thank him for that big mess.  No...I can't see Chase being the one for this.... it would take a lot of programming and a hell of lot of extra help to pull a stunt off like this."

Mike Drakemore added another suggestion, " How bout an Electromagnetic disturbance?  A solar flare might do that sort of thing wouldn't it? "

Connors thinks again and walks over to the other side of the tent, " No...Solar flares wouldn't be the cause...at least not the way you guys are describing it, satellites would be affected but...computers on Earth?  And all at the same time?  Not possible..."

" Well what then? ", the gruff General starts saying in a frustrated tone, " If it wasn't a computer virus and it wasn't some electromagnetic interference...then what shut down the world for those few seconds? "








Inside the Autobot ship, Megatron has revived many Decepticons, Starscream and his fellow air jets have now all been brought back to life and are helping to bring more of their kind into the path of the laser.  On the floor sits a blue sliver digital recording device, a minidisk player with a top entry loader that has a tinted window.  On that window sits the Decepticon symbol, it's surrounded in the blue light from the laser and as it stops glowing a transforming sound soon reveals the identity of this redesigned Decepticon.  Enlarging to its true form, the robot called Soundwave is reborn again.  A small round cylinder sits attached on his shoulder looking like a combo microphone/shoulder rocket launcher.  A sleeker design for Soundwave, his features have slightly changed for the better but his head still looks the same as it always did.  The one uniformed yellow eye glows as he sees his leader standing there greeting him.

" Welcome back to the living Soundwave.  I hope you are ready to serve me again my old friend. "

" I am yours to command, mighty Megatron. ", the sleek looking minidisk centurion says in his monotone computerized voice.

Megatron smiles, " Excellent.  Transform and download as much as you can from Telatran One.  I want to know every Autobot secret that’s contained in it's memory banks, squeeze as much as you can out of this computer Soundwave. "

The robot bows and raises his arm to his chest in salute, " As you Command. "

Transforming back into the minidisk player, Soundwave lands on top of the computer console and a snake like wire with an adapter on the head of it reaches out and plugs into the universal port.  The large viewing screen shows a small insert image of the Decepticon Symbol as Soundwave begins transferring the data to his memory circuits.  Starscream finishes laying down another Decepticon in front of the laser and walks over to Megatron viewing the screen as Soundwave downloads.

" Why don't you simply rip out Telatran One's memory core?  Why bother to fill Soundwave up with all that nonsense? "

Megatron scowls at the stupid questions, " Because you ninny, the core was made by the Autobots and probably full of safety features to prevent such a feat.  We could very well hook it up and activate its self-destruct sequence!  I won't risk that, best thing to do is having Soundwave copy the information, and decipher it later, we have to get back to Cybertron and finish the Autobots as soon as possible. "

" But we have defeated the Autobots mighty Megatron!  Look...” Starscream smiles and points over to Optimus Prime, who still sits lifeless in his chair, " Prime is dead!  The Autobots back on Cybertron were destroyed by Shockwave before we took off...we have all the time in the universe to rip out the computer core, discover any of it's hidden booby traps and head back to Cybertron! "

" Don't question me Starscream.  When we left, Cybertron was still full of small pockets of Autobot rebels spread out across the planet, it’s possible many still survive and are still a threat to our limited forces there.  But we wouldn't have that problem if you didn't keep screwing up and wasting energon on your stupid strategies...I can't fathom why I even bothered to revive you, let alone reprogram you to be more obedient. ", The Leader says to him sternly.

" You had your chance Megatron, but like always you overlooked the possibility...perhaps you were too much in a rush to think of it earlier, a sign of a weakness and incompetence for such a great leader of the Decepticons. ", the grayish winged robot laughs with a bit of sarcasm in it's tone.

Megatron raises his fist at the disobedient robot, " It can still be preformed Starscream!  Watch what you say to me carefully or else I'll have the others hold you down while I personally see to your lobotomy!! "

Starscream gulps and recoils like the coward he is, " I...I was only kidding Megatron.  You know I am a loyal Decepticon..."

" Remember that Starscream.... see that you do remember that. ", Megatron says back to him.

Another robot comes walking up to Megatron, this one looks exactly like Starscream only colored black with some purple added to a few of his limbs and markings on the jet wings sitting on his back. 

" Where the hell are we Megatron?  Last thing I remember is blasting away the Autobots and us crashing into that large volcano on the planet. "

Megatron turns to look at him, " We'll soon find out Skywarp, as soon as the men are repaired and Soundwave has finished downloading the information...we'll all step out to have a look. "

Skywarp smiles, " Good...I need to stretch my wings for awhile to test out this new transformation mode.  Seems a bit primitive in design, hopefully it can withstand my teleportation and breakneck speeds. "

Thundercracker comes walking into the conversation, still looking very much similar to both Starscream and Skywarp, but in his full light blue color and red markings, " I hear ya Skywarp.  I'm just itching to spread my wings and test out all my weapons.  Who knows what this Autobot computer has done to us...."

Laughing at Thundercracker's comment, Skywarp add in his extra thought, " Yeah...we could end up with a set of shoddy wheels!  Too bad Jetplague isn't around; I'd would have liked to challenged him to a one on one. "

Megatron didn't flinch to Skywarp's comment about Jetplague, to him it was a matter of the past and not very important to even mention.  But he did hear enough of the two jet's banter to make him sick of hearing about their flying woes, he simply walked away from them and continued to watch his other soldier being brought back to life.  Starscream wasn't interested in Skywarp and Thundercracker's petty chat either; he walked over to Optimus Prime and looked directly into the Autobot leader's face.

" Nice of you to die Optimus Prime, but I would have preferred to kill you myself.  One shot of my null ray and you would have fallen to your knees begging me for mercy. ", Starscream says to the motionless robot.

Thundercracker and Skywarp overheard Starscream's comment to the dead leader; they snickered at the jet commander's wishful thinking.

" HA!  If anything you'd be the one doing the begging Starscream...Prime would have made you his cyber-bitch! ", Thundercracker says to him giggling.

Starscream quickly turned to face him and fired a shot from his arm null ray cannon, " Daaaahhh!!! "

The shot streaked over past him as the two jets ducted out of the way.  Starscream brought his null ray cannon back over to Optimus Prime's head and glared at him, " I would have killed him!!  I, Starscream would have defeated Optimus Prime.... and then I, not Megatron, would have been the leader of the Decepticons.  One day...one day I SHALL be the leader.  Just you two wait and see...."

Starscream laughs in crazed manner and brings his arm cannon up to the ceiling shooting it off repeatedly.  The flashing glare of his blasts reflects off of Optimus Prime like an omen of things to come.










Spike slumbers away in the construction vehicle, a sound sleeper he doesn't even hear the crunching of the two soldiers feet on the rocky ground as they pace back and forth.  The two army guards keep a vigil eye as they pass by one another, but like many on duty together, they tended to talk to break the boredom.  Gortez took out a cigarette and used his special silver polished lighter, in haling the smoke he had a look of satisfaction.  Millar turned around to see the man smoking on duty and shook his head.

" Come on man...that crap will kill ya.  I thought you were supposed to be off of cigs? "

Gortez looked over his shoulder and shrugged, " We all got to die some day man...might as well have the things that make ya feel good for now.  Besides, it's getting a little tense around here, alien robots, this Connors dude riding our backs..."

Millar just laughs, " I hear that.  Man is so tight he could crack a walnut from his ass...feel sorry for Spike kid, talk about getting screwed over huh? "

" Ah...the kid messed up. Those agents love to toot their own horn when things go wrong, but you do have admit, that was some stupid mistake the boy made.... who knows what he could have turned on in there.", Gortez just laughs at his own words and thinks of something else funny, " hey...hey...we could have been fried by a big disco ball or something...you know.... doo dee dooo de doo doo..."

The sight of his buddy doing the " robot " dance made Millar howl with laughter, the two laughed on as a sudden sound of something powering up hummed over their joy.  Both men stood still for a second and their laughter died down as they heard the high-pitched noise.  All of a sudden Millar looked down on the ground and could feel the ground shaking, the sound of clanging metal and heavy thumps made them both aware that it was coming from inside the alien craft.  As they fully turned to look at the ship, they noticed the door symbol was glowing bright red and all around the door a strange light illuminated it in an eerie way.  The sound of heavy thumps and clanging were getting louder and louder, Gortez looked at Millar and threw down his lit cigarette to the ground.  Scrambling to ready their weapons, the poised the automatic machine guns at the door waiting for whatever was about to come out.

Down at the bottom of the mountainside, in the General's tent, both Agents were still trying to figure out what the cause for the worldwide black out was.  The General was talking on the phone and Connors and Drakemore were quietly chatting with one another.  A young soldier enters the tent and walks over to the agents; saluting them both he lets them know why he's there.

" Sir! I have foreman Witwicky out here requesting to speak with you. "

Both Agents casually salute back which makes the young private relax his arm back to his side.

" What does he want private? ", Connors asks him.

" Sir...he wants to know if you've seen his son.  He had heard you went into the ship together and he's wondering if he's still inside.... he never came back to the campgrounds. "

Connors looks concerned and a sudden rush of thought strikes him, " No I haven't seen.......wait.....oh god! "

He turns his head at Drakemore and finishes his alarming realization, " The kid.... he touched something in the ship!  It was a large switch or something...but he activated it! "

At the same time they were just realizing this, the two soldier guarding the space ship suddenly saw the doors slide open quickly, a bright light shone in their eyes and they had to shield themselves from the sudden brightness.  The sound had woken Spike up from his sleep, rising up from the drivers’ seat he also became blinded by the powerful illumination coming out of the doors.  But as they all lowered their arms they saw a group of large robots stepping out of the vessel.  Spike was in sheer awe of the creatures walking about; it looked more like a sci fi movie coming to life right before his very eyes.  The two soldiers guarding it didn't notice just how fast one of the robotic feet were coming at them, before either one could fire off their weapon, Starscream's jet engine-like foot came stomping down and crushed private Gortez to death.  Millar screamed out in terror at the sight of his buddy being stepped on, the shriek caused Megatron to pause beside Starscream and look down at the small human.  Starscream could hear the fleshy crunch of the man under his foot, and lifted it up a bit to have a look.

" Ewww...I stepped on something. "

 " You merely stepped on a bug Starscream...just scrape it off. ", Megatron calmly states.

The remaining soldier below them opens fire with his weapon; the bullets bounce and pop off of them as if they didn't even exist.  Megatron was mildly annoyed by the small man shooting at them, and reached down with his large hand and picked him up...very hard.  Millar could feel every bone in his body breaking; he couldn't help but cry out in absolute pain.  Megatron's grip was tight to this small fragile man, but to the Decepticon leader it wasn't more then a light fist closing.  Spike witnessed the whole thing down below, his awe and wonder soon turned into fear and shock.  The sight of such horrible violence made him sit still with fright, his gaze followed the Decepticon leader's hand as he brought the soldier up to his eye level.  Megatron inspected the being carefully and saw that this was no simple bug.

" A bi-pedal homo sapient species?  And such a fragile creature as well..."

Starscream was using a large boulder to scrape off the remains of the one he stepped on, " Yes...very fragile.  Such soft and brittle structures, clearly not as superior to us. "

"If this is what awaits us on this planet, then I see no need to worry. ", the leader says.

The soldier who is in extreme pain in Megatron's clutches, soon realizes that mere smirk on the being's face isn't one he thinks has sealed his fate.  With one super tight grip, Megatron finishes the puny human to a gooey finale.  Once again, Spike looks on in sheer terror, blood was everywhere and the last crush the giant robot gave ended up jutting out the poor man's head onto the vehicle's hood that Spike was sitting in.  He coward below the dashboard as the robots all laughed the sight of their leader squashing the poor man, Spike closed his eyes tightly and whispered gently to himself.

" No, no, no....not me...don't come for me.... please pass me by...please, please, please.... Mother help me, don't let them hurt me...."

The Decepticons hadn't seen young Spike at all; in fact they didn't really care what was around them.  Megatron turned to his evil horde of robots and commanded them.

" Decepticons...to the air!  Let's try and see what this planet has to offer us in the way of energy.  Long live the Empire! "

The others all chanted after him, " Long live Megatron! "

As they continued to chant the praise over and over, they all began to rise off the ground and hovered towards the dawning sky.  Megatron hovered above them all and saw that Starscream was still on the ground and facing the ships opening.

" Get a move on Starscream...the ship isn't going anywhere. "

Starscream pointed his two side arm null ray cannons and continuously fired upon the inside of the ship.

" I just want to say one last goodbye to the Autobots..."

" Forget the Autobots, Optimus Prime and his scrap heap comrades are now ancient history! ", the Leader says laughing in his usual melodramatic evil tone.

Starscream looks up and sees the others flying off into the distance, he looks back into the ship and smirks.  He stretches out his arm and a panel on the side of his forearm opens up to reveal a small stubby rocket. 

" Goodbye Optimus Prime...thanks for the ride.  It looks like the Decepticons are going to rule for a long, long time! "

Laughing away, the air commander launches his small missile and transforms into his F-19 stealth jet mode.  As the missile propels away down the corridor of the ship, the jet commander quickly joins his fellow Decepticons in the sky.  The missile inside continues to fly down the deep corridor; it ricochets off the top and lower walls until it comes crashing right behind Optimus Prime's chair in the bridge.  The explosion hurls the big red robot on to the floor and the shockwave makes the repair laser turn and activate on the Autobot leader.  Smoldering from the fiery attack, the blue light soon surrounds Prime and begins the transformation.

" T-T-Target aqu-aquired...Beginning repair and redesign.  Alert.... alert.... circuits have been damaged, switching the third primary backup systems.  Systems now repaired...Target has been identified, Optimus Prime is priority one for repair.  Searching Database for transformation......design found.  Repair and reconstruction beginning...."

As Telatran One rebuilds, Optimus Prime's eyes begin to flash a bright blue and the sound of his voice can be heard as he starts to come around.










Back outside the ship again, running up the hillside of the mountain towards the vessel, the two agents and most of the army personnel come rushing up to see what happened.  Also running up quickly is Sparkplug, he is constantly calling for his son but is drown out from the sound of the soldiers yelling and barking orders to one another.  Spike slowly gets out of the vehicle he was stuck in and looks bewildered by all that’s just happened.  As he looks around, the blood on the ground and the boulder Starscream used to scrape off the other soldier with are all that remain of the two men guarding the ship.  How does one take this all in?  Shock and a ghostly pale completion is all Spike has right now.  Turning to see the soldiers running up towards him, they're movements to him are slow and dream-like, even his father who suddenly grabs hold of him and tries to shake him out of the stupor he's in right now.  The military is all over the place; sounds start to take shape in the young boy's head again, Helicopters rising up, jeeps honking horns and even Agent Connor's voice peering into his skull as he snaps out of it.

"Jesus Christ kid! What the hell did you just start?!"

Sparkplug held the boy's face in his hands as he tried to bring him around, "Spike?  Spike, son.... are you ok? Come on, snap out of it my boy!"

"D-d-dad?  Oh Dad! They...they crushed them...they killed them right in front of me!!” Spike says frantically.

Connors grabs Sparkplug and pushes him aside, and then he grabs Spike and begins to shake him, "Damnit! I told you not to touch anything!  Now look what you've done you brat!! "

Sparkplug backhands the man in the face, causing him to un-grip his son, "Don't you ever...EVER...Lay a hand on my boy! It's your fault for letting him go in there in the first place Connors!!  So just lay off my son!  If you so much as touch him again...I’ll make sure you won't be able to chew solid food ever again!! "

"Just try it pops!  My men will have your ass in two seconds before you can lay in the first punch."

Sparkplug clenched his fist in anger, itching just to strike the son of a bitch down, but as he held himself back from doing so, Spike looked over at the agent and flattened him right on the chin.  Connors fell back hard and was stunned as he hit the ground, Spike stood over the man with his fist still ready to give him another.

"Yeah...but I bet your men weren't prepared for that!  You wanna blame me for all this?  Then go ahead, just leave me and my dad alone you bastard!"

Connors shakes his head and holds his jaw from the pain, "That's fine with me kid.  Consider yourselves under arrest.... it will be a cold day in hell before you see the light of day ever again!"

Spike and Sparkplug didn't like the sound of that; they knew they were in deep trouble for attacking him and for getting in the way of his plans.  This guy was blaming them for everything and they knew there was nothing they could do to stop him.  As Connors got up ready to order them under custody, Drakemore came running over to him.

"Jack!  Come on! We've got to catch a helicopter and follow those things, they're moving fast and we'll lose them if we don't go right now..."

The sore jawed agent just straightened his tie, fixed his hair and pointed his index finger at the two Witwicky men, "This isn't over, you two are going to have to answer for all this and I'm going to make sure you get the maximum sentence possible."

"Kiss my ass you son of a...", Spike says to the man looking like he's about to hit him again, but Sparkplug quickly grabs hold of his fist and shakes his head at his son as if to say it wouldn't help matters.

Connors turns around and runs down to the awaiting choppers at the foot of the mountain. Leaving only a skeleton group of soldiers behind, the military moves to pursue the alien robots. The choppers all begin to lift off and beam their spotlights into the dawning sky, The General, Drakemore and Connors all look out the window as they fly over head the mountain, the General eases back into his seat and looks at the two men.

"You do realize this is up to us now?  If we can't stop these creatures...well...god help us all."

Drakemore smirks, "Why do all the military do-gooders say that?  I hate that cheese fed line!"

Connors keeps his eye on Spike and Sparkplug down below and then looks up at the General as they fly out of sight of them all, "Don't worry General, we've got just the weapon to put them in their place if the moment comes. Trust us."

The General didn't seem to like that, these well dressed men working for secret levels of the government always made him suspicious of their plans, hearing Connors say such a thing re-affirmed that belief.  What sort of weapon do they have?  How could they possibly know what could stop these creatures?  So many questions rose in his mind, but he dare not ask them, men that ask too many questions often disappear.  Putting on the headset behind him, the General talked to the pilot through the microphone attached to it.

"Get me HQ on the horn...I want a squad of jets to be ready just in case..."

As Spike and Sparkplug watch the helicopters and vehicles disappear in the distance, the remaining soldiers try to keep the workers from coming up the mountain to see what the trouble is about.  It's a handful trying to keep them all back, so the soldiers all form a line and slowly walk them all back down.  Sparkplug holds his son's shoulder and grips it reaffirmingly, a simple look between the two of them gives a sign that all is forgiven.  It doesn't take words for them to express they're feelings, a look is all it takes to show their deep father and son bond, they both smile and give each other a good long hug.

"Thanks Dad, sorry for being such a screw up."

Sparkplug pats him on the back and releases him, "You're not a screw up son. I am.... and I'm sorry I hit ya.  I'm just glad someone managed to hit that S.O.B. "

Both laughed at the memorable moment and gave mocking punches in the air as they tried to show each other how it looked. Sparkplug could here his men getting out of control at the bottom of the mountain, told his son to wait where he was while he runs off to calm them down.  Watching his dad scurry off down made him smile a bit, the tender moment they had was the most significant the two shared in years, perhaps this was the beginning of a whole new relationship with his estranged father.  But Spike began to feel uneasy again; the smile quickly diminished off of his face as he felt someone was watching him.  He was still standing close to the ship, but a he noticed the light coming from the ship had dimmed a bit, he slowly looked over towards the ship and soon realized that the light wasn't dimmed, but rather a large shadow was cast over him.  As he fully turned his head to see, there stood a massive figure in the doorway, another giant robot in red and blue, with it's glowing light blue eyes looking down at him. 

"No....” Spike said softly as if he new his fate was sealed, "Don't...Don't Kill me!"

Spike's voice had now risen, loud enough for the towering creature to hear.  It looked at the boy rather curiously and tried to assure him he would do no such thing.

"I'm...not going to kill you.  Please, don't be afraid...I realize I must look strange to you, but please do not fear me.” The robotic sounding calm voice says to him.

"Who...” Spike nervously asks the robot, "Who are you?"

"My name is Optimus Prime...and I come in peace."

Spike stands there dumbfounded, this large robot is talking to him instead of crushing him under his foot.  Unsure how to feel about it, he continues to stare at the giant.  He's more impressed on how he managed to sneek up without causing a sound for such a large robot.  Blinking uncontrolably, Spike manages to sink in the words Prime uttered to him.

"You...You come in peace?  More like here to kill us all....to crush our bodies!  Peace?  More like to rip us apart in pieces! "

Optimus Prime is taken back by the creature's tone, "No...no not at all.  I...I..."

Suddenly from below the mountain, Sparkplug turns to see the massive robot standing in front of his kid.  His eyes grow wide with panic and shouts to the others about it.  They all stop shouting and struggling with one another to see the alien, the soldier realize this is a new threat and rush to the top with their guns blazing.  The bullets wizz by Spike and Optimus Prime, as they both turn to see the horde of men rushing towards them.  Spike is trying not to be hit by the bullets the soldiers are pouring out, but can't find anywhere to run too, if he does move he's sure to be hit by one of them.  Optimus Prime sees that the young human is in peril and brings his hand down to sheild him from the attack.  Sparkplug suddenly realizes what the robot is doing, at first he thought he was going to flatten his poor son, but seeing the hand stretch out like a metal wall for the boy made him aware that this is no monster.  The hand was large and  looked like it could crush a vehicle like a compactor, but there was an almost gentle nature to how he lower his hand down to his son, like a human hand shielding a frightened bird.  He was calling out to the soldier to hold their fire, but it made no impact, these soldiers where given direct instructions to stop these metal beings.  Optimus Prime waited as they continued to empty their guns at him, small metal fragments hitting him was no big deal, he seemed more concerned about them hurting each other while in the heat of battle.

" Please, hold your fire!  I mean you no harm! ", the loud metallic being said to the rampaging soldiers.

Soon the guns silenced down, some from hearing him say so and other just because they ran out of ammo.  They couldn't believe this strange alien being was speaking to them in their language, nor for the fact that he was begging them to stop shoot at him.  As they all stopped shooting at him, he took his hand away from Spike, who was completely unharmed from the firing.  The leader stood tall facing them, they must have seemed like ants to the large robot, the men just tilted their heads back and stared at the gentle being.  Prime slowly raised his hands up in an attempt to show he was not hostile.

"I mean none of you any harm. Forgive me if I startled you or caused fear...I'm only here to offer my hand in peace.  My name is Optimus Prime, I am the leader of my people."

Spike looks up at Optimus and tries to make sence of it all, "Then you must have ordered your men to kill...cause there was a large group of metal beings such as yourself that didn't want peace.  They killed two innocent men and treated us like common bugs!"

The large red robot looks down at Spike, "I gave no such order, my men still lay inside deactivated and are unable to....Wait....What did this metal being look like, if I may ask?"

"He was sliver, with red glowing eyes, and a large black...well...it looked like a giant cannon on his arm or something."

Optimus Prime's eyes flared, the blue flash in them showed he knew that description, "Megatron!"

Sparkplug came up beside Spike, he gave his son a quick hug thanking god he was ok, but then stared up at the robot as he asked a question, "What the heck is a Megatron?"

Prime was still looking away deep in thought, "Not a what...more like an unfeeling evil monster!  I guess I didn't notice he wasn't still laying there in the bridge, I was disoriented when I woke up...This is indeed grave.  If he tries to get back to Cybertron we're all finished."

Spike, Sparkplug and the others wondered what the hell he was babbling on about.  Clearly this gentle being wasn't the same as the one Spike encountered, it seemed this one was more concerned about the welfare of the people surrounding him and not of his own person.  But the mention of the name of Megatron seems to have given him an angry look, something that every person with a grudge against another would make.  Optimus Prime looked about at all the humans, their faces showed him the niavity of this primitave culture, unaware of what they have unleashed to their own world.  Looking up into the heavens, the Autobot leader gazed at the fading stars as the sun began to peer over the mountainous region.  One yellow sun, one moon, clearly not the same place they crashed into what seemed like not too long ago to him.

"The stars are different, strange...what is this place?  Is this planet in the system of Alaxon?"

"Uhm...no.  We don't have a real name for our solar system, we just call it SOL for short.  But the planet your on is called, Earth", Spike says back, "Third planet from the sun, I guess....perhaps we should start to explain how we found you.  And how long you've been buried under all that."

Prime looks back down at him and his eyes squint slightly, "Perhaps you should.  But if it's all the same, I need to repair my men, if Megatron did escape...you're kind is going to need our help."

Spike's eyes give a worried look, "You make it sound like he's unstoppable or something?  You don't think our military can handle him?"

Optimus Prime nods, "You must trust me on this one, Megatron and his Decepticon soldiers will unleash a terrbile evil on your planet.  They're desperate for energy and will go to any length to getting it, no matter what is in their way.  Your weapons will have little effect on his armor, my Autobot warriors and I have the only weapons capable of harming them."

Spike gulps in fear, "Man, I guess we really will need your help then huh?"

Sparkplug smiles, "Ok if thats the case then Optimus Prime... My name is Sparkplug and this is my son Spike.  And if you need help getting your boys back in action...then you've met the right bunch of human species."

Sparkplug glances over to the rest of the workers and soldiers still standing there in amazement, " Ok boys!  You heard the man...oh pardon me....Robot.  Let's get him and his crew back together!  Because my wife once told me, a friend in need is a friend indeed.  Let's give our new friends a hand then huh? Move out!"

As all the workers hear their boss's words, they smile and shout with jubulence.  They all scramble into the ship taking their tools and some of the vehicles inside.  Optimus Prime is glad to see he's met the right sort of beings, they seem like a good group to befriend and he walks inside to show them the way.  One of the commanding soldiers walks over to Sparkplug looking rather concerned.

"Wait a minute! We haven't been given the authority to do this?  It could be a trap....or they could be decieving us....or...or.."

Sparkplug laughs, "Save it soldier. This is the time to show what it means to be human, that we're not always bent on shooting at whatever lands in our yards, that our generousity and friendship is our greatest gift to share.  True, they could very well be having us on here, they could very well turn on us the second we repair them....but something tells me in my gut that this...this guy here is alright.  But some times, we all have to open our eyes....not every creature in the universe is bent on conquest."

Sparkplug walks towards the ship and helps the others load up the equipment, meanwhile the commanding soldier he was speaking too walked over to a group of his own commanding officers.  They could see he wasn't happy with what was happening and voiced his concern.

"Damn fools!  They're going to get themselves killed.  I don't like any of this, first they come out to crush us, now they want make friends?!"

One of the soldiers in front of him speaks, "I think we should call the General about this, we don't have enough soldiers here to take on both the robots and the workers.  Plus many of the men have said they'd like to help out as well..."

The commander nods, "Right, Baxter get on the wire and call the General let him know exactly what's going on here.  Jim, you and Frankie will supervise the men that want to go in and help out.  Keep a sharp eye and report anything that might give us concern about these giant robots.  You all got that? "

The men all agree and the commander nods back, "Ok then...go to it men."

Breaking up into smaller groups, a few head down towards the campsite to call the General, the others lead the soldiers in to help out.  The commander still stands outside and waits for word from either group, he thinks about what Sparkplug had said to him and mutters on to himself.

"Not every creature in the universe is bent on conquest?  Huh...ya right.  Last famous words before the crap hits the fan."