THE TRANSFORMERS: GENERATION ONE UNIVERSE

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CHAPTERS 19 & 20
CHAPTERS 21 & 22

THE PROJECT N CRISIS

By JEFF WALKER - (aka- JETPLAGUE)

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CHAPTER 9 - BATTLE OF AREA 51
“Get a move on it Bluestreak!” Huffer screams as he, Wheeljack, Trailbreaker, Sparkplug, Spike and Brawn run down the long corridor of the Autobot ship.

“Wait!  We can’t just go to the far north…what about Optimus Prime’s orders to stay here?” Bluestreak moans as he tries to catch up.

Wheeljack picks up Spike as they dash and quickly transforms into his sporty car mode as he places the young man inside of him.  Trailbreaker pulls up beside Sparkplug and allows him to climb in.

“We’ve got to get a move on to see what that energy signature was…” Wheeljack says as he converts. “It might have something to do with Archeville and that Project of his.”

“You don’t know that for sure Wheeljack…” Spike says as he buckles up. “Could be just a bunch of meteorites heading through the atmosphere…or maybe even a space debris…or…”

“Yeah right!” Trailbreaker scoffs as he too transforms. “All in formation and arriving just at the same time Prime and the others leave?  My processors it’s not a coincidence!”

“I’m with you on that one Trailbreaker.” Sparkplug says patting Trailbreaker’s dashboard. “Archeville’s men have pulled the wool over our eyes before, who knows what that madman has in store for us all next.  Chances are they saw Prime and the others heading out and decided to move the project before they could get to it.”

“But we can’t be sure of that Dad.” Spike responds as he hears his father over Wheeljacks speakers. “What if it’s something else?  Something that has nothing to do with it?”

Huffer transforms into his orange truck cab mode and leads them out of the Ark.  “We’ll talk about it when we get there guys…transform and roll out!”

Suddenly Cliffjumper blocks their way at the exit and folds his arms over.  Everyone stops in their tracks as they see him there and Bluestreak finally catches up to the rest of them.

“Move it Cliffjumper!  We’ve got a mission!” Huffer shouts.

“I ain’t moving till someone tells me what’s going on.”

Huffer transforms back into robot mode shakes his fist at him.

“Move aside dang blasted! We’re on our way to solve a riddle.”

Cliffjumper laughs and places his hands on his side.

“Oh come on…you are going to solve a riddle?  If I remember correctly, Optimus Prime told you nut jobs to stay here and baby-sit me.”

Spike rolls down Wheeljack’s window and pops his head out.

“How did you know that?  You were confined to your quarters.”

“But I still got my clearance to activate Telatran’s inner security monitors.  I watched the entire conference from my room…” Cliffjumper grins.

“Why you sneaky lil’ devil.” Trailbreaker laughs. “I guess the next thing your gonna tell us is that if we don’t take you with us, you’re gonna tattle on us to Prime.”

“See Trailbreaker…you know me better then you thought.” The red mini robot winks.

“Well we can’t have someone like that sitting alone at the base. What do you say Huffer?  Think we can take this no good so-and-so with us?” Brawn chuckles.

Huffer tilts his head back and gives a long sigh. “Oh…alright.  But you’re a civilian now…so you’ll do as I say.  No weapons, no charging in ahead of us and for crying out loud…just do as you’re told for once. You got that?”

“Just wanna see what all the fuss is about, that’s all Huff.”

“Why do I get the feeling I’m gonna get a lip full when Prime gets back?” Huffer moans again.

“This was your big idea Huffer.” Wheeljack snickers as Spike sticks his head back inside. “So quit wasting time giving him the rules and lets get a move on, huh?”

Huffer transforms into his orange cab mode again and laughs. “You got that right buddy.  Autobots transform and move out!”

Bluestreak and Cliffjumper transform and join the others as the speed out of the ship, as they head out down the road, Spike looks back at the ship with concern.

“But what about protecting the ship?  Won’t Optimus be mad for not staying?”

“Don’t worry Spike.” Wheeljack says. “We’ll be back before Prime even knows we’re gone.  Telatran One…activate security protocols!”

Inside the ship, the voice of Wheeljack giving the command switches the computer on and the monitor scrolls with a flashing Autobot insignia.

“Affirmative. Security protocol activated.” The booming voice of the computer announces.

Just as the group leaves the perimeter, a large blue electric force field surrounds the area as it protect the ship inside.  With the base now safe, the fast driving group head down the dirt road and suddenly flash into their transwarp speed.

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A sudden blast of weapons fire sends a gaping hole through the alien ship’s structure.  Inside the vessel, more humans with weapons await the Decepticons as they step through; with Megatron leading them all he kicks a group of the similar armed humans out of his path and fires his massive plasma cannon down at them all.  The death is quick and painful as the men scream in their final moment.  Starscream, Thundercracker, Skywarp and Soundwave trample through the rest and fire on the rest that seem to pop out of every corner above and below them.

“This is too easy!” Starscream laughs. “These humans are utterly stupid as all be!”

“Then they must be surprised to see another of their kind come in then, right Starscream?” Thundercracker says in a sarcastic tone.

Starscream gives the Decepticon a back slap for talking to him like that and points his cannon at the other jet robot’s head.

“Keep your thoughts to yourself Thundercracker…or I’ll blast them out for you!”

“Just…just kidding…” He nervously smiles back.

Megatron glares back at them as he continues on ahead into the large alien ship. “Enough of your foolish play…forward Decepticons!  Forward to victory!”

Soundwave keeps close to the leader and begins protecting him like a bodyguard; he randomly shoots the humans trying to stop them and scans the interior for him.

“The ship looks to be familiar in design and I’ve already detected a command bridge a few feet ahead.”

“Well done, Soundwave. As soon as we secure the vessel have Ravage, Rumble, Frenzy and Skywarp put on patrol.”

“As you command mighty Megatron.” The yellow-eyed robot bows.

“Scan the bridge I want to know if there are more of these pathetic fleshlings inside.”

“Scanning…Scanning…Scan complete.  The humans are trying to fortify the door as we speak.” Soundwave explains to the leader.

“Foolish humans, they dare try to stop us from gaining entry?  They are no match for the might of the Decepticons.  Such a weak display…I had expected more.” Megatron snarls in disgust. “This secret better be worth all their lives…because that’s exactly what I’m going to take away from them all!”


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On the barren road leading into Area 51, Optimus Prime and the other Autobots drive down the fresh black looking asphalt as they come out of trans-warp.  The blinding bright flash at the end of the road brings them zooming in one after the other, as they all soon begin to drive at a normal rate of speed as they approach Area 51.  Optimus Prime, leading the convoy behind him, begins to slow down as he sees the smoldering ruins of the front gates ahead.  As the massive tractor-trailer comes to a stop, the other vehicles behind also break and edge out from behind to see what is causing the leader to halt.

“What the dilly-o Prime?” Blaster shouts out from inside Jazz. “You bust a tire or somethin’?”

Optimus remains in his cab form and uses in inside sensors to scan the debris, he is horrified by the remains of crushed humans, helicopters ripped to shreds and burning on the ground and the sight of the gate busted wide open to the base beyond.

“Something…or someone…has been here before us.” Prime says to the questioning communications officer.

“Before us?” Sideswipe now utters as he parks beside Sunstreaker. “Oh great…you mean we came all this way for nothing?”

“Guess the humans decided to take on Archeville by themselves after all, huh Prime?” Sunstreaker now adds.

The leader remains rumbling his engine as he thinks things over.  The carnage is far to widespread to be the work of other human military, Prime had seen the tactics humans tend to make and the fact that they could take out such advanced weapondary like Archeville’s men seemed questionable.  His thoughts were plagued by questions as he mulled over what might have happened here, but rather then waste more time and trying to figure it out, the leader simply moved forward and passed the gate area.

“I don’t have a good feeling about this Prime.” Red Alert now says as he pulls up beside the large red and grey tractor-trailer.  “If this was the humans attacking each other…why isn’t there any more of them laying about?”

“Maybe they caught them by surprise.” Jazz now adds. “We’ve seen the humans plan for war before Optimus…”

“Yes.” Prime answers back. “But we’ve also seen the terrible weapons in the hands of Archeville’s men.  Red Alert has a point…if this was a battle with other humans attacking each other…there should be more then this.  This could be a trap…a way of luring us in to whatever waits inside.”

“Enough yappin and more action Optimus” Ironhide groans. “Time to see what’s going on up there!”

The transformer zooms past the other and his leader as he floors it down the road, the obvious path had been cleared by whatever had attacked the humans, suggesting that something had pushed it all away as it head inwards.  As Ironhide zipped past them all, Optimus Prime suddenly began to follow the hasty mini van as he tried to keep up.

“Ironhide! Get back here!” He screamed. “Blasted all…we’d better catch up to him before he gets his hub cabs blown off.”

“It wouldn’t be the first time.” Inferno chuckled as he increased speed with the others.

Red Alert, in his supped up red and white Lamborghini fire chief car mode, flashed his red lights on top of his roof and moved back behind Optimus Prime.

“I really have a bad feeling about this…” Red Alert moans.

The convoy continues down the road, just as the sound of explosions and weapons fire can be heard in the distance.

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The Constructicons fired at anything and everything that moved or crawled.  Merciless in their task, they made sure all the humans on the base were being wiped out as Megatron had instructed them to do.  Bonecrusher and Scrapper transformed again and rammed down the various buildings that stood on the ground.  Hook, Long Haul and Mix Master spread out across the fiery base and looked around for any hidden pockets of resistance.  The human soldiers stood their ground and fired everything they had at the metal monsters, but realizing the effort was futile, they retreated together as they ran to the last area where they could regroup.

“This is a slaughter!” The leading soldier shouted. “We need reinforcements! NOW!”

“Ask and ye shall receive…” Commander West said as he approached the center of the huddled group.

Taking an out a cellular phone, the man pushed the send button and spoke into the device with a manner of calm.

“Bring out the tanks…and prepare to open the main weapon doors.”

A few feet away from where they all stood, several lowering sections began to appear as massive trap doors opened to allow desert-camouflaged tanks to drive out from underground.  These tanks where massive and obviously built with the usual technology they had been incorporating into their military as before.  The tanks had large cannons that pulsated with energy at the ends of them, a high pitched whine of the power build up and a large blue release of the shot propelled over to where each of the Constructicons stood and knocked them out of place.  The men cheered at the sight and followed in behind the tanks as they took it as a sign to strike back.

“They want a war?” West smirked as he remained behind watching with pride. “Then by all means…lets give them the biggest one.”

As the commander continued to watch the action unfold ahead, from behind came a glaring light that made him turn round and take notice.  Speeding up towards the man at a high rate came Optimus Prime and the Autobots.  Ironhide, who was still ahead of the rest, transformed and pointed his weapon down at the bewildered man.

“Stay where you are and don’t move…my finger is just itchin’ for somethin’ to do some shootin’ human.”

Prime quickly transformed as he approached the surprised human and glared at him in anger.

“Surrender the base and yourselves! This secret is over…” Prime demanded.

“Nothing is over…and we surrender to no one!” West screams up at Prime. “Not to you…nor them!”

As the other Autobots transformed and looked up at the battle Optimus himself was now staring at, they could clearly see the tanks and troops firing away at the very threat they thought was gone forever.

“Decepticons!” Bumblebee gasped in amazement.

“How can that be?” Ironhide questions. “They’re all dead…aren’t they?”

Prime focus his robotic eyes and zooms in on the ferocious battle.

“It’s them alright.  The crash must not have been as serious as we had all assumed…but…if they’re here that means…”

“Megatron!” Prowl says completing his leader’s thought. “If they survived…so did he!”

“What have you done?” Prime says in horror as he looks down at West.  “What have you and Archeville done?!”

The man smiles and laughs at Optimus Prime’s expression.

“We’ve taken control over our fate and that of the world…soon we will be the ultimate power to be reckoned with!”

“You fools…” Prime says shaking his head. “You damn fools…you’ve only started a chain reaction that will end very badly for all of us.”

Turning back to watch his tanks firing away at the Constructions, he folds his arms over and snickers at the Autobot leader’s statement.

“I think we will have everything under control. Now that we have the weapons…the technology…we will be the ones dictating terms.  Once the Decepticons are under our control…you and your Autobots will be next.  Time to admit you’ve met your match Prime…we’ve won!”

Look up at the Constructions grouping together and trying to block the various energy blasts at them, Optimus Prime gives a long sigh and readies his gun for what he knows is inevitable.

“No you haven’t.  Control is the last thing you’ve got right now…and believe me…you’re about to get a dose of humility of the worst kind.”

The green colored Decepticons circle around each other back-to-back and fire at the tanks swarming them. 

“These humans are beginning to get on my nerves Scrapper!” Hook shouts.

“Then by all means…lets show them what real devastation is like!” Scrapper says as he clenches his fist. “Constructicons! UNITE!!”

The group of Decepticons transforms into their various vehicle modes and then begins transforming again.  West and the other humans watch in awe as they suddenly see the vehicles shift and contort into a new form they’ve never seen.  Each Constructicon begins folding over and linking to each other, Scrapper and Mix Master join with Long Haul and Hook as they form legs and a torso; Bonecrusher and Scavenger merge together as they mount on the sides and create two massive arms.  West’s jaw gapes open as he sees the final form coming together and notices they’ve become a massive robot body.  As a panel slides open on the top of the form, the massive head comes rising out and the black and chromed head of the monster robot now completes the transformation.

“Holy Shit!  What the hell is that?” West utters.

“Devastator.” Prime breathes out as he says the Decepticon’s name.

The massive Decepticon’s eye flashes and gives a rising evil chuckle as he comes online.

“Humans…” The loud booming voice of the monster announces. “Prepare for your obliteration!!”

West looks up at Optimus Prime just as he in turn looks down at him.

“Congratulations…you’ve just lost control.” Prime states.

• CHAPTER 10 - RAMPAGE OF DEVASTATOR •
The huge pale green robot glared down at the surrounding tanks and brought his fists down to the ground in anger. The shockwave from the strike sent the armored vehicles flying away as if they were constructed out of paper. Devastator was merciless in his rampage as he grabbed the tanks and ripped them into pieces. The soldiers scream and run for their lives as the giant robot stomps down after them, his evil laughter sends a chill down Commander West's spine as he stands there helplessly while his men are being wiped out.

“Nothing stops Devastator! The Decepticons shall rule over you all!!” The large pale green combiner shouts.

A panel opens from behind the robot and he pulls out a massive purple colored weapon that unfolds to its full-scale form. West was in awe of the sheer size of the gun Devastator held, before he could even order his men to fall back, the giant robot pointed it at the group of fleeing tanks and fired it on them. In one swift stroke, the powerful green blast from the weapon took out the entire fleet of tanks as they vaporized before his very eyes.

“NOOOO!!” West shouted in anger.

Optimus Prime looked at the faces of the Autobots behind him; they too were in shock at the sight of the massive death the Decepticon gave to the humans. Prime took a look at his gun and held on to it as he thought of a way to defeat Devastator.

“Autobots!” Prime shouted as he tried to snap them out of their gaze. “Ready for attack!”

“Are you nuts Prime?” Ironhide says. “All our fire power combined won't bring that monster down. Hell, even when we were all on Cybertron it took nearly half of our forces just to even push him back!”

“I know…I KNOW!” Prime shouts back at him. “But what would you have me do Ironhide? If Devastator continues like this he'll surly wipe out all these poor creatures from existence.”

“Maybe we shouldn't help at all Prime.” Prowl says as he folds his arms over. “Archeville needs to be taught a lesson and so do all these humans in here. If it hadn't been for them, none of us would be a problem now.”

Prime walks over and places his hand on the security chief's shoulder.

“Can you be that cruel Prowl? To stand by here and watch innocent life suffer. They may have been foolish and probably deserve what they got. But, what does that say about us?”

Prowl stares up at the leader as he continues to speak to him.

“Life is precious Prowl. All life is. So do we become as evil as the Decepticons and kill anything that stands in our way? Or do we take responsibility and guard those who need our protection from harm?”

“You're…you're right Prime.” Prowl sighs as lowers his head. “Kup would have kicked my hide for losing sight of that.”

“Uh…” Bumblebee says as he gestures to the spectacle happening beyond. “Are we going to do anything? Cause you know…there is a giant Decepticon running amok out there.”

Prime laughs at Bumblebee's sarcastic remark hand gestures his men to circle around him.

“Right you are Bumblebee. Gather round everyone, I've got a plan that will require all our efforts.”

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“Fortify you're positions! Don't let them break through!”

Back inside the alien ship in the arctic, the soldiers surround a massive metal door and continue firing away at the approaching Deceptions. The warmly dressed troops use every weapon available as they try to stop the robotic beings in their tracks. The laser weapons they hold are having no effect as it now just seems to bounce off the shining silver polished chest of Megatron as he walks in front of his Deception brood with no fear. The scowl on his face makes it all too clear that he's unimpressed with this human force, the continuing bombardment isn't so much a hindrance, but to him, just very annoying. The other Deceptions also continue to fire away at the resistance and personally make sure that there are no survivors in their wake. Ravage leaps around finding the small narrow cracks of the ancient looking metal hull and finds the soldiers trying to either escape or sneak around for another attack. Starscream, Thundercracker, Skywarp and Rumble follow up behind Megatron as they randomly shoot at both the group ahead and those begging to be spared as they lay wounded on the ground. Archeville, lagging behind in the wake of the battle, walks past the hordes of dead soldiers lying about. The smell of burning flesh and blackened corpses gives him slight nausea but drives him deeper into a state of utter madness.

“Chaos…” He whispers as he holds his mouth and stares about with wide eyes. “They're so brutal and swift. To…to think that this how the old regime was…yes…yes…that's how it should have been. We would have been undefeatable!”

The man begins to laugh hysterically as he continues looking around at he dead.

“A whole world at our disposal! They would have built statues of us…made us the crowning glory of the German might…Gods…yes…we would have been GODS!”

The echo of his voice through the snowy, ice-laden corridors of the alien craft bounce through as the sound the weapons fire ahead merges with it.

“I would have ruled the world…I…I will still rule the world. Megatron is the key…yes…Megatron shall help me continue my plans. My time will come…patience…patience…let them do all the work and then…yes…yes I will be the ruler of all things.”

Archeville gave a short sniffle and then straightened himself in a more relaxed yet proud manner. Holding on to the lapels of his jacket like a gifted scholar, he strutted past the never-ending ruins of debris and bodies smoldering beside him and gave an eerie smile as he continued to think of his future destiny.

Megatron finally reached the door they were headed for and looked at it with curious eyes. The humans below him were still pounding away with their weapons and even their fists; they were desperate at this point to stop him, even if it meant using themselves to do it. Megatron never even gave them a second thought; he just stared at the door and looked over at Soundwave coming up beside him as he waited for the others to catch up.

“Are you sure this is the bridge of the vessel?” Megatron asked.

“Positive…” Soundwave's voice resonated in the monotone pitch.

“Then lets see what the fuss has been all about then.” Megatron smirked, as he looked back the door.

The leader brought his arm cannon and pointed it at the large metal door. The human soldiers all gasped as they saw him aim directly in their path and realized that this was the end for all of them. With one mighty blast of power, the fusion cannon took out the door in a massive explosion of hot metal and debris. Screams of the men who had been standing in front and behind the door rang out as it ripped apart and then became deafly silent as it finished. With nothing left in Megatron's path, he stepped through the burning archway and now entered the room with a proud look.

“And now…Project N is mine. Victory to those who deserve it! Victory to the Decepticons!”

As Megaton and the other Decepticons cheered, they looked about the main bridge and noticed that it was empty, as grey as the rest of the metal corridors and full of wires dangling down from every access opened. Sitting in a chair in front of a massive computer almost like Telatran One, a young man stands up from it and gulps at the sight of the huge metal beings coming closer. The young man is wearing a dark blue coat with a fur trimmed hood, his boots look more comfortable then those the soldier were wearing and pushes the round gold rimmed glasses up as he stares up at them. The Decepticon leader's smile diminishes from his face and now gives an angered frown as he stands over the frightened boy.

“Who are you? Speak!”

“My…my name is…” The shivering man tries to utter. “Chip…Chip Chase.”

“ARCHEVILLE!!” Megatron shouts in anger.

“Yes…I'm here.” The Doctor responds as he waltzes in a calm manner.

“Where is it?” The leader yells as he turns around to look at him. “Where is this Project N of yours?”

“You're in it, Megatron.” Archeville smiles as he walks over to Chip Chase and pats him on the shoulder. “This is Project N.”

The young man looks at Archeville as he states the fact and then both of them look back over at Megatron who seems very unhappy with that response. The leader slowly growls and then rises to a shrilling scream as he takes his fusion cannon and blasts a hole in the side of the room. Starscream watches his leader's rant and chuckles to himself quietly as he grins with delight. All that way…for nothing.

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Devastator continued his destructive rampage on the humans attacking him, the ground shook as he stomped his feet and his giant purple fists smashed buildings and aircrafts as they tried to take him out.

“Die humans! You shall not defeat me, I am Devastator! Your world is at an end….”

“Hey!” A voice says from below the massive green and purple colored robot. “Why don't you go and pick on a robot your own size!”

Devastator looked down and saw Ironhide pointing his gun at him.

“Or how bout just little ol' me for starters!”

Ironhide took a shot at the robot and managed to get Devastator in the forehead. The robot's head tilted back from the blast and gave a slight groan of pain from the burn. Angered by the smaller robot, Devastator took his fist and tried to pound the Autobot into the ground. Ironhide was too quick for it; he quickly transformed and drove away before the metal giant could take another shot.

“Autobot! You shall know great pain when I get through with you! All Autobots shall suffer the same fate!”

“Oh yeah!” Prowls voice now said behind him. “You and what army?”

Devastator looked behind and noticed Prowl with Inferno, Jazz, Windcharger, Sunstreaker and Sideswipe as they all had their weapons aimed at him.

“That's right, Jack! Autobots in da house, time to get it on, sucka!” Jazz laughed.

All of them opened fire at the Decepticon as he tired to turn to face them. The shots seemed to scorch his body and make him flinch at times. But Devastator is too thick skinned to be wounded by their blasts. With the Constructicons bonded together it allows Devastator to share all their energy and form a shielded body frame making him nearly indestructible. So far the Autobots have never been able to properly take down Devastator, their weapons can do some damage, but not enough to critically wound him at all. The massive robot himself smiles in confidence as he is very aware of this fact, with each pounding step he takes towards the Autobots they in turn take one step back away from him.

“Fools!” Devastator laughs. “You are no match for the might of my power!”

He reaches behind his back and opens another panel on his person; it slides back and brings out a large purple weapon that unfolds in his hand as he brings it forward. As it completes its transformation, the massive robot holds out the gun and shoots down at the Jazz and the others. The strength from the cannon was so much that it blew a crater in the ground and sent the Autobots hurling every which way. As they try to recover from the blast, the massive green robot turns his sights back on the fleeing human tanks and soldiers. He points his gun again at them all and fires a shot. The plasma blast streaks across the ground and rips through the armored division frying everything in its wake.

“What ever you're going to do Prime…you'd better do it quick!” Jazz radios to the leader as he runs back in to stop the massive creature. “Cause I don't know how long we can keep him distracted!”

Optimus Prime looks over at Red Alert and Blaster as they stand beside him.

“You know what to do…just be ready for it.”

“This is insane Prime!” Red Alert nervously shouts at him. “There must be a better plan then this?”

“I'm open for suggestions…” The leader squints at him.

“Uh…well…”

Blaster knocks the jittery Autobot on the head. “Hey cut the small talk for pete's sake, man! Don't doubt the Prime…just transform and do your thang!”

“Oh…very well.” Red Alert groans as he rubs his head from the smack.

Transforming into the red and white Lamborghini, Red Alert turns on his sirens and zooms out towards Devastator. Prime takes a few steps and prepares to transform too, but Blaster holds onto his arm for a second and forces him to look back at him.

“I didn't want to say it in front of him…but…I sure hope you truly know what you're doing too Optimus.”

The leader nods at him and pats his face. “So do I Blaster…so do I.”

Transforming into his tractor-trailer mode, Optimus Prime speeds out to the battle and leaves Blaster standing there with his arms folded over as he gives a sigh.

“Cause if it doesn't…we're toast.”