THE TRANSFORMERS: GENERATION ONE UNIVERSE

THE STORY CONTINUES....
CHAPTERS 19 & 20
CHAPTERS 21 & 22

THE PROJECT N CRISIS

By JEFF WALKER - (aka- JETPLAGUE)

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CHAPTER 11 - FROZEN COLD
Across the snow filled plains of the deep arctic, a group of vehicles slowly ride through the many deep banks and icy conditions of the harsh winter tundra. In a straight line they all follow one another, using the same tracks and keeping their high beams focused on each other's bumpers. The dreaded snowstorm darkens the area like a shadowy specter cloaking them all from seeing any direction.

“Hey Trailbreaker!” The little yellow Volkswagen shouts out to the leading pickup. “How much further? My rear axles are freezing!”

“Don't know little buddy.” The black 4x4 enclosed truck replies. “Something is jammin' my radar. I'm just using the digital compass Sparkplug has…”

“Oh terrific.” Huffer now moans as he's stuck in between the two in the line. “Some warriors we are…we can't even find our way through a snow valley!”

“Hey it's the arctic” Spike now laughs as he listens to all complaining the Autobots are making. “This mother nature at her most raw element.”

“Mother who?” Wheeljack questions as he shivers behind the entire convoy.

“Never mind Wheeljack. Take too long to explain.” Spike sighs. “I'm just glad you guys gave us a pit stop in Canada before we continued on.”

“Well we didn't want you guys to freeze up here.” Brawn now adds as he too is stuck in between the line up. “Good thing you packed those winter clothes to wear…it's going to get nasty cold in this neck of the woods.”

“You mean 'In this neck of the ice' don't you Brawn?” Cliffjumper laughs as he suddenly taps the dark green and yellow SUV from behind with his fender.

“Yeah, yeah...Ice. Shut up back there will ya? And stop pushing me for Cybertron's sake…you're peelin' the paint off my backside!” Brawn snickers.

Cliffjumper laughs again and moves out of the linear convoy as he speeds ahead with his tires throwing snow up onto Brawn's windshield.

“You're starting to sound like Sunstreaker! Hahahah!”

As the little red Mini pulls up beside Trailbreaker, Sparkplug looks out the window at the car and shakes his finger at him.

“Hey cut the comedy! Concentrate on the mission or lets turn back right now.”

Cliffjumper gives a soft sigh. “Oh, alright Sparkplug. Just teasin' is all.”

“Yeah and that's what got you into trouble with Optimus Prime in the first place isn't it Cliffjumper?”

The little mini Autobot remained silent for a second as Sparkplug's comment struck a cord with him. Trailbreaker gave a quiet chuckle and moves up ahead so that Cliffjumper can pull back into the line.

“He got you there Cliff ol' pal. Remember you're not a ranking officer in the Autobots anymore…just a civilian whose probably going to get in a whole lot more trouble when and if we get back home.”

“Yeah…” Cliffjumper sighs again. “Just a civilian.”

As they continue to dive deeper into the dark snow filled weather, Spike looks back out the rear window and gives a curious look at Wheeljack trailing a few feet away.

“You ok back there 'jack my man? You've been kinda quiet.”

“Huh?” The striped racing car responds. “Oh…uh…just lost in thought is all Spike.”

“Uh huh…” The young man says with skepticism. “It wouldn't be about those dinosaurs again would it?”

“Dinosaurs?” Bumblebee inquires.

“Nothing…forget it, Bumblebee.” Wheeljack suddenly snaps in frustration. “I was just telling Spike one of my passing thoughts is all. Just keep driving will ya?”

“Ok, ok…geez!” The yellow car says as he moves up a bit more. “Touchy subject or what? Guess you're the only one he wants to share with huh, Spike?”

Looking back out the window again, Spike remains silent as he gives Wheeljack another glance. The robot seemed too deeply focused in his thoughts to respond to anyone, something Spike knows well enough not to push any further. It's obvious that Wheeljack is very secretive about his creative endeavors and not one to openly admit about things until he's ready to share with everyone else. Turning back to watch the road ahead, Spike simply zips up his deep red and white winter coat and flips the hood up.

“I think we should all stop for a second to get our bearings. Hey dad?” The young man says as he picks up and speaks into the C.B. mike.

“Yeah son?” The father's voice replies through the speaker.

“Let's stretch our legs for a sec and let the guys transform…it might help them more to move about in robot mode.”

“Sounds good to me.” The father cheerfully replies. “Suit up tight son…it's deadly cold out there.”

Spike and Sparkplug climb out of Wheeljack and Trailbreaker as the convoy comes to a stop. With both humans walking away from them at a safe distance, the entire line of Autobots quickly transform into their alternate modes. Both men watch in amazement as the robots flip, pivot and change form with that unique sound that goes with it. Somehow both of them will never tire of seeing what these robots from space are capable of doing.

“Aaaah!” Huffer yelps as he straightens his back. “That feels better…man we've traveled so far I was getting a kink in my lower rotors.”

“I know what you mean Huff…” Brawn quickly smiles at him. “This is one rugged landscape we had to cross. Rock, mud, snow…heh! I feel like my tires need new treads after all that.”

Wheeljack walks past the others and stands behind Trailbreaker, the black and silver chromed robot continues to stare out into the dark blizzard.

“Really quiet out here, isn't it?” Wheeljack mentions as he folds his arms over himself as if he can feel the chill of the wind.

“Yeah…” Trailbreaker smirks. “Reminds me of the night we were lost on Terrak Five. Nothing but snow, wind and a whole lot of nothing either way.”

Wheeljack chuckles as he remembers. “Good times…bad storm. I remember that was the last mission we ever on, then the war heated up and we needed to stick to Cybertron after that. Feels like forever since we last had scientific mission of that kind.”

“Well, that was a long time ago Wheeljack.” The black robot sighs as he switches his scanner eyes off and looks around at him. “But with Decepticons always on our case…I doubt we'll ever be allowed to go exploring again. Not until their defeated and Cybertron is free again.”

“Yeah.” Wheeljack somberly says as he looks down at his feet kicking some snow. “I just hope our world is still there after all this time. I'd love to see if my lab is still intact in Iacon…”

Trailbreaker turns fully around and folds his arms over as he continues to talk to his friend.

“Sounds like you regret coming along on this mission with us…guess you miss being a scientist rather then being a warrior, huh?”

“Some days I do…” Wheeljack sighs again as he rubs his manifold chin. “Creating new devices and technological breakthroughs was my specialty, but I loved going on those missions for research and new energy sources…now it's making weapons and killing Decepticons. Maybe I'm just homesick or dreading what we'll find on Cybertron once we return…but…”

Trailbreaker pats him on the head, the black and chrome robot is slightly larger then the depressed friend and gives him a smile to cheer him up.

“I know, I know…you're a scientist not a warrior.” Trailbreaker chuckles as he finishes Wheeljack's thought. “Trust me, you're not alone on that feeling. You think I've always been a soldier all my life? Heck, I was a shipping unit transport…yep…carried heavy loads across all of Cybertron. Nothing was better then being on the open roadway…it was pure freedom. Now look at me…a tough, lean machine that does nothin' but bust Decepticon chops and crashing on a planet light years away.”

“Some freedom, huh?” Wheeljack utters as he looks up at him.

“Lighten up you two!” Cliffjumper says as he waltzes into the conversation. “Save the 'boo-hooing' for another time. Hey, Trailbreaker! You locate that energy signature or what?!”

“Who died and made you leader of this mission?” Trailbreaker snickers at the mini robot's comment. “But if you're in such a dang hurry…then by all means…try to locate the source yourself.”

“What is it Trailbreaker?” Sparkplug says as he and his son walk up after hearing them talk. “What's wrong?”

The others all gather around as he gives a long sigh and unfolds his arms.

“There's…there's something jamming my radar. Its like this whole area is non-existent, I can't even keep track of our own progress. We might be going in circles…or we're right on target and don't even know it.”

“Sounds fishy to me.” Cliffjumper grumbles as he rubs his chin with concern.

“What about the digital compass you and Sparkplug were using?” Wheeljack asks.

“Seems to be alright…I think.” Trailbreaker shrugs. “But even that I don't trust. I got this sort of gut feeling this isn't a natural occurrence.”

Spike gives a look of interest and folds his arms as he thinks.

“That could mean we're very close. Archeville will use every trick in the book to stop anyone from finding out his secrets…”

“If it is Archeville's doing, that is.” Sparkplug adds.

Spike's eyes shift side to side as he tries to think, his mind is riddled with what to do next and how to proceed. Suddenly he looks up at them all and stands over into the center of the circle they've formed around each other.

“Look…we've come this far. I say we keep going forward until something turns up.”

“What kind of plan is that Spike?” Huffer moans. “We could be just moving around in circles like Trailbreaker said!”

“Well it's better then standing around here and not doing anything, Huffer. Something will turn up…I just know it.”

Huffer gives a disapproving shake of his head and looks up at the others.

“This is nuts…but I can't think of anything else, how bout you Trailbreaker?”

“I guess I could put my ultra-high beams on and keep the radar on a low setting. It might not tell us what's too far ahead…but at least it will let us know if there's any sort of trouble a few feet ahead.”

“Well, lets get back on that trail Autobots.” Huffer commands. “Transform and roll out!”

They all revert into their previous car forms and Spike and Sparkplug both climb inside Trailbreaker. The black truck turns on his ultra-high beamed lights as they cut through the storm darkness like a pair of lighthouse beacons. They continue their journey once again and keep the pace a bit slower then before.

ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Inside the icy grey ship the Decepticons captured, Megatron and his men search about the bridge and begin digging for any sort of worth to the vessel. The Decepticon leader was unhappy with the discovery of this well kept secret, he ripped panels off the walls and lifted heavy Earth drilling equipment out of his path. Starscream searched about the ancient vesel as well, keeping a close eye on the two humans as he over turned bolted chairs from their rusted spots and tired to inspect the mess for any sort of clue. Archeville and Chip Chase stood beside one another as they watched the large monstrosities tear away at the craft.

“What the hell is going on here Archeville?” Chip whispers in anger. “What happened to you? What are you doing here…with these things?”

“Quiet fool!” The mad scientist whispered back in equal anger. “I told you to speed up the process and now we're paying for your stupidity. Why isn't the project ready yet? Hm? You promised me it would be fully operational and ready for use…”

“Well excuse me, Doctor!” Chip quarreled. “This isn't something you can simply rush, I mean…my god…this is alien technology, I had to learn how to operate the damn systems and understand the language to get anything going! I can't believe you would bring these creatures here…I haven't even gotten the other one functioning yet!”

Suddenly Starscream turns his head and looks at the two arguing. The sound of his large footsteps approaching them both makes the men stop in their arguments and gulp in fear. The air commander gazes down at the terrified humans and squints his large red eyes at them.

“What other one?” Starscream inquires.

“P-p-pardon?” Chip nervously says.

“What other one are you talking about?”

Archeville calms himself from the frightful moment of Starscream's presence and clears his throat as he speaks.

“You must have heard wrong Starscream. Uh…he said…I mean…he was rather referring too…”

“Silence human!” The Decepticon screamed at the man. “Don't play games with me. I am not some feeble human with weak hearing…Cybertronians have superior listening with flawless quality. This flesh creature you call Chip Chase said something about 'another one'...another one of us you mean?”

Megatron heard the air commander raise his voice and soon came up beside Starscream as he saw him questioning the humans.

“What is it? What did you hear?”

“They were just about to tell me…I mean us…Megatron.”

The leader looks down with glowing eyes and scowls at them.

“Well? Lets have it then…”

Chip gave a quick glance at Archeville and he in turn gave one back shaking his head. He did not want Megatron to know of what Chip was talking about. But fearing for his life, Chase suddenly confessed as looked up at the two evil Decepticons.

“This ship…had a passenger. It's…it's in the other room…thawing out. We had to remove the ice it was locked in…the vessel must have been totally submerged in water many thousands of years ago.”

Starscream quickly gazed around the bridge and saw the metal door Chip quickly pointed too, a small crack in the metal was large enough for a human figure to pass through, but Starscream ran over and pulled the large metal door off in a furious state. The door crashed on the floor a few feet away from where Soundwave was standing and looked up at the air commander with disapproval. The jet commander stepped into the very dark room and quickly saw the very thing the human was talking about. There, lying on a grey metal table, almost like a medical bay, was a very large robot colored white with blue and red markings. As the commander gasped at the discovery, Megatron stepped in and noticed Starscream's expression.

“What is it Starscream? Why do you recoil? It's as if you've seen a ghost?”

“Perhaps I have might Megatron…perhaps I have…but that's only because…I know him…”

“Who is he?” The Leader inquired as he gazed at the body.

Starscream walked over and looked down at the face of the robot.

“His name was…Skyfire.”

• CHAPTER 12 - TERROR'S END •
“Foolish Humans! Nothing stops the might of Devastator!!”

The massive green Decepticon combiner roared as he repelled the barrage of fire coming from all the troops on the ground. The humans and Autobots continued to attack the creature together as they poured on the barrage of weapons fire at him. Missiles, machine guns, tank shells, everything they could muster against this walking giant failed to stop him as he continued to rip the area apart. The gigantic robot ripped the tanks in half, stopped on the ground with such force that it flung the troops back for miles. In the carnage, Devastator laughed with delight as if this was a sick form of fun, nothing could stop him now, not even the Autobots dashing round trying to damage him as well. From a distance, Archeville's second in charge, Commander West watches the futile battle and activates his cellular phone.

“This is West…” The man sighs with a twinge of angst. “Is my god damn weapon charged yet? Or do I have to come down there and crank that sucker by hand!”

“Sir, yes sir.” The nervous male voice replies on the phone. “Forgive us for not contacting you…the tremors shaking the underground base are rattling the staff's nerves and we're scrambling to get the weapon raised. All hell is breaking loose down here!”

“Screw your assessments Soldier!” West screamed in a vicious tone. “All hell is breaking loose up here as well and there's nothing to stop it! Raise the weapon and kill this son of a bitch before he levels the whole god damn base both up and down!!”

After flipping the cell phone off, the sound of Optimus Prime's horn blares from behind him. The Commander looks behind with wide eyes and suddenly leaps out of the way as Prime and the other Autobots drive past the man as they just narrowly miss him; the three Autobots rush into battle and encircle the monster robot while the others help to close the gap in-between them.

“Autobots!” Prime screams. “You know the plan, keep him occupied until I give the word…let's get to work!”

“Yeeeeeeeee-haaaaaa!” Hound screams as he and Smokescreen separate apart and rush towards Devastator at full speed.

Both Hound and Smokescreen unfold their missile launchers from their side panels and throw everything they have at Devastator. The explosion causes the green menace to block the smoke and flame with his hand as he tries to clear the air and target them with his eyes. Through his ruby colored vision, he takes aim with his massive weapon and fires at them at point blank range. The laser shatters the ground as they swerve out of the way and nearly makes them loose their balance. Optimus Prime steers past the smoldering crater as he drives near and uses his mirrors to see the two Autobots he needs behind him.

“Red Alert and Sideswipe keep in front until I give the signal.” Prime again orders out loud.

“Rodger that Prime.” Sideswipe replies.

“I just know I'm going to regret doing this.” Red Alert moans.

The rest of the Autobots rushed in and quickly transformed into their robot modes. Jazz finally joined the team as he too rushed in and took command of the group firing up at the massive Decepticon.

“Ok Bots! Target that massive 'Con and lets see if we can do some damage!”

As the stream of laser fire bombarded Devestator, the weapon bay door began sliding open on the ground. The strong glow of the energy from the purple canon slowly rising up caught the massive robot's eye.

“Ahhh…” The Decepticon says as he turns to see it behind him. “Now you bring me a gift humans? How thoughtful…I shall use it to eliminate your whole species in one swift stroke!”

Watching from a distance, Commander West folds his arms together and snickers at the giant's remark.

“Not before I use it against you robot. A taste of your own medicine.”

As Optimus Prime and the others drive around the giant Decepticon again, they too notice the ground bay doors opening and the weapon slowly rising out.

“Now Prime?” Sideswipe asks as he keeps ahead of the leader.

“Not yet…” Optimus replies.

“Now Prime?” Red Alert repeats nervously as he two tries to manage a swift speed ahead.

“Not yet…almost…”

Inside Optimus Prime, the monitor screen views an image of both Devastator and the huge energy weapon rising up at the same time. A flash of numbers and calculations suddenly appear over the image as Prime quickly sees the answer and makes a target.

“Now! Red Alert! Sideswipe! PUNCH IT!”

The two sleek vehicles drive well beyond Optimus Prime and race ahead to where Devastator stands. Both Autobots do a one eighty and begin driving towards their leader at full power. Their wheels spin enough smoke to cause a massive phloem behind as they speed towards him. Blaster, standing far away from the battle, notices the two cars changing course and quickly opens up his leg coverings to reveal the massive speakers built into them.

“Alright, that's my cue! Time to Rock and Roll!” He yells with delight.

A massive blast of heavy rock music to the tune of “Nothing Gonna Stand In Our Way”, a revamped song from Spectre General and now being played by the band Sum 41. The shockwaves from the ultra-high volume music shoot out across the plains and sweep some of the humans off their feet as they get caught in the updraft of it. The music is loud and thumping, the ultra sonic wave hits Devastator full on and begins to make the giant Decepticon vibrate in pain.

“What? What is this?!” The green goliath shouts. “The noise is unbearable! Aaaaarrggghhh!”

Optimus Prime still driving at full speed suddenly opens his back trailer doors and unfolds a pair of massive rocket boosters. As they fully unfold, the thrusters engage and send Prime hurling towards Sideswipe and Red Alert at an even faster rate of speed. Both Autobots begin to lower their forward hoods and scrape their noses to the ground. The Autobot leader finally reaches them and uses their hoods like a launching ramp as his wheels touch onto their metal and launches upward. Soaring into the air, Prime switches on his ultra high beam lights and blinds Devastator as he comes straight up into his face. Everyone watches this amazing feet of stunt driving as if it was going in slow motion. The shockwaves were shaking Devastator apart, while the lights off of Prime were blinding his vision as he suddenly turned to see Optimus coming at him; the human weapon behind was almost fully risen just as the blaring sound of the Autobot leader's horn blared away.

“HEAD'S UP!!” Prime shouted as he delighted in seeing the giant's surprised look.

Optimus smashed into Devastator's face, the impact sends his head whipping backwards and causing him to fall on top of the weapon in behind. The laser cannon exploded and shattered from the sheer weight of the massive being, together the weapon and Devastator fell back into the open hole below. A flash of bright orange and red flame shot out from the two colliding, as if hell had been opened for all to see; the ground shook from the impact of the two finally hitting the bottom, Optimus Prime transformed into robot mode in mid-air and landed hard back onto the ground. Crouched onto one knee and his fist impacted in the soil, the leader sat in the newly formed crater he made from his fall. The Autobots shouted in joy as they saw the results, their great and powerful leader managed to take out the huge robot in one massive strike.

“Booyeah! You da man Prime!” Jazz howled in the distance.

The humans were in total awe. The soldiers couldn't help but join in the cheering with the Autobots, it was a grand victory that none had ever seen before. West was so bewildered with what Prime had just done, that he dropped his cell phone and gawked with his mouth open.

“The weapon…no…the weapon!” He muttered in his shocked state.

Blaster turned off his music and folded his legs back into their proper form.

“Now that's what I call a Head Banger. Heh!”

Optimus Prime rises up from his crouching position and steps out of his impact hole. Walking over to the gathering group of Autobots, who all transform back into their robot modes, he gives a sigh and cracks his hydraulic knuckles.

“Good work all of you. Especially you two Red Alert and Sideswipe, hope I didn't ruin your paint job too much.”

“Nothing to it Prime…I love it when a plan comes together.” Sideswipe laughs as he taps his hood with the tread marks still on them.

“That was the most dangerous, most reckless, stupidest thing I've ever seen you do Optimus…” Red Alert growls as he shakes his fist. Then his eyes relax and he begins rubbing his forehead. “But then again…so was my little stunt as well. Ow. I think I'm going to need to have a stress pill and a little lie down after all this. My nerves are shot!”

Blaster joins the group and gives a howl of joy.

“Ooh MAN! That was so cool O.P.! So I guess that petty much ends that huh?”

Suddenly a low growl comes out from the smoldering, fiery filled hole where the giant lays. The echo of it even makes the humans take notice as they all freeze in their tracks. Prime looks back at the pit with wide eyes and then quickly turns his head back to the other Autobots.

“Oh you just had to jinx it didn't you, Blaster.”

“Oh man…what now Prime?” Bumblebee asks with concerned look.

“There's only one thing to do in a situation like this.”

“And that would be?” Hound inquires scratching his head.

“RUN!” The leader shouts at them all.

As the group hears the roar of Devastator getting louder, they all quickly dash from the area. A massive purple hand appears from the hellish fire, scorched from flames and the metal torn in the fingers, the huge hand of the Constructicon combiner clutches onto the ground above with a tight grip.

“AUTOBOTS!! You…you shall PAY for this! I shall crush you all and scatter your remains across this planet! Garraaah!!” The angered robot shouts as he tries to lift himself up.

As West continues to stand there and watch, one of the soldiers comes over to him and grabs his collar in hysteria.

“West! West! For god sakes! They're calling you sir!”

“Who is?” The shaken human leader mutters.

“Who? Who do you think? The weapon operators underground! Sir…the weapon is still building power!”

“Shut it off then.” He simply says in his confused mentality.

“They can't shut it off! The power build up is too great…it's going critical! Don't you get it? It's gonna blow at any second!”

West snaps out of his stupor and realizes what that means. With nothing to turn the flow of power off or release the energy, the entire area is now a death trap. The two of them begin running for their lives as they call the other troops to move back. Prime sees Agent West running away and notices the rising bright green glow coming from the pit as Devastator continues to pull himself out slowly.

“Oh…my…” He gasps. “AUTOBOTS! DON'T LOOK BACK! JUST TRANSFORM AND ROLL FOR YOUR VERY LIVES!”

All of them transform and begin increasing their speed away from the base camp. Prime notices the direction of West and starts to run after him. The base commander doesn't even dare look back at the continuous glow of the weapon energy build up and also doesn't even notice Optimus Prime reaching down to scoop him up. Devastator, still trying to get out of the deep pit, watches them all flee completely unaware of the danger below him.

“That's right you maggots! Run! I shall spare no one from my wraith…I am indestructible! Nothing can stop me now!”

The light below grows brighter and brighter. Now the giant robot suddenly takes notice of it and gazes down with a wide surprised look.

“What the - ? Oh…shit!”

With that final phrase, the laser weapon explodes beneath him and sends a massive column of green energy spiraling into the sky. The ground throughout the entire valley splits apart into cracks and suddenly makes the pit grow wider and wider with everything sinking back towards the energy beam. Prime finally grabs hold of the human commander and quickly transforms.

“We're dead! We're all dead!” The man screams.

“Hold on, this is going to be one hell of a blast!” The leader shouts at the man gasping for air.

The Autobot leader races to keep ahead of the cracking foundation as the green light pierces through all around. As they finally manage to get just beyond the last one opening up in front of them, the entire area grows deadly quiet for a second, and then the energy soon disperses like a nuclear blast. The force of it throws Prime and all others across the remaining stretch of solid ground. The blast shatters the rocky terrain all around and even manages to reduce the mountains near by into debris as it rips through them all. The ground trembles and quakes as the explosion ends, rocks fall from the sky and rain down on the many still alive below. The green light begins to die down and the earthquake from it subsides slowly; the soft red hue of the molten core of the blast point keeps a dim light in the dark starry night. Now the sounds of humans crying out in pain ring out and mix with those trying to shout orders at the few surviving troops. The Autobots all climb out of the rock they were buried in and some even manage to show that they had saved a few of the humans themselves in the process.

“Sweet Cybertron's moon.” Inferno says as he rises up and rubs his head. “That was a blast I'd sure like to forget. Could have been worst though I suppose.”

“What do you mean…could have?” Bumblebee groans as he climbs out of his rock and ash. “This is the worst it can get!”

“When you've seen the amount of carnage the Decepticons have done in the past like I have…” The red robot says as he shows the group of humans he managed to save. “Trust me…this could have been a lot worst then it was.”

Bumblebee shakes his head and looks at him. “Well, somehow Inferno…I have to disagree with you there.”

The yellow robot with his bright glowing blue eyes looks out into the valley as he scans the area full of dead and wounded humans.

“Nothing is worst then this.”

Optimus Prime is lying on his side in tractor-trailer mode, battered and covered in rocky soil, the leader groans as he tries to recover from the blast. His door quickly pops open and Agent West pulls himself out of Prime's cab. The man stumbles as he crawls out of him and collapses to the ground. Prime quickly transforms and stands over the trembling man as he gazes at the quake from the destruction. Never has his eyes looked so concerned or so horrified by such a sight. The cries of human suffering ripped into his heart like a painful energy spike. Tilting his head in sorrow, he gave a simple sigh and held his face with remorse.

“Constructions…that can only mean one thing. Megatron.”

The leader balled his fist and gave an angered peer into the sky.

“I should have known that crashing the ship into ocean wouldn't have killed him. Now we're all paying for that oversight. We should have made sure he was gone forever…I should have made sure…”

West coughs below the massive robot and makes Prime take notice of him. West was bruised and bleeding from a gash on his forehead, wiping away the blood from his eyes, the man looked up at Optimus staring back down at him. His large robotic hand reaches down at the man and picks him up off the ground. Optimus holds him out in front to show him what's left of this secret base.

“Take a good look!” Prime shouts. “There's your control! There's what you've brought to this world. Death, destruction, and a whole lot of trouble. Technology you humans have no understanding about and destroying life as if you were no better then the Decepticons. Is all this worth keeping your stupid secrets? Is this what you want for your kind? Tell me…how does it look to you? How does it look?!”

All that could be seen was the biggest crater anyone on Earth could imagine. It went down for miles as the molten lava cooled and exposed the remains of what was left. The underground lair was totally exposed and looked as if it stretched down as large as the abyss itself. The continuing howls of the wounded people grew as West just covered his mouth as if he was going to be sick. The smell of burning rock and flesh filled the air, but the only thing on his mind still at this moment was…where is Doctor Archeville?