Beast Wars Voyager part 1

By: Festus3 festus3@netins.net


Scene opens when the three pod fighters with the six transmetal robots inside leave the strange jungle planet. The first one containing Inferno and B'boom, the second one containing Blackarachnia and Silverbolt , and the third one containing Airazor and Tigatron.

INFERNO: (In his pod with B'boom) Where do we go now? (He pushes a couple buttons and the intercom turns on.)

SILVERBOLT: I have no idea. (Then Blackarachnia, who is sitting next to him, pushes a button that deploys a long range scanner.)

BLACKARACHNIA: What else is new? (She smiles at Silverbolt) We'll have to wait for the satellite results.

B'BOOM: How long? (Then a siren sounds through the pods.)

AIRAZOR: Not that long!

TIGATRON: What is it? (He looks out into space.)

BLACKARACHNIA: It's a ship, in vector four, five, one. (They all look in the direction described and sure enough there is a ship.)

TIGATRON: What's behind it? (He notices a small dark gray ship trailing behind the other, then it starts firing!)

SILVERBOLT: I'm receiving a transmission from the first ship. (He opens the channel.)

Pilot of ship one: Help I am under attack anyone who can hear please assist!

Pilot of ship two: (In a raspy voice) Stay out of this or you will be destroyed as well! (He fires a couple shots at them.)

AIRAZOR: Gee, heres a hard decision, which side do we take? (She arms the ship's weapons.)

B'BOOM: Are you sure this is a good idea?

SILVERBOLT: I have identified the attacking ship to be a space-pirate

TIGATRON: Lets go! (The three pods move into tactical formation and converge on the pirate.)

B'BOOM: Can we beat that thing? (Inferno looks at him, hands him a welding gun and picks up his own, then sets the autopilot.)

INFERNO: Hold on! (He releases the hatch and flies into space with B'boom holding onto his back with one hand and firing with the other, the two grab onto the hull of the small fighter and turn on the welding guns.)

BLACKARACHNIA: (Over their communicators) What are you doing? (They ignore her and start welding through the durasteel.)

B'BOOM: As soon as we breach the hull the ship will explode so we have to get off fast. (The captain inside his cockpit notices that his hull integrity is only twenty percent and falling, but it is too late to do anything, because at that moment he sees Inferno and B'boom returning to their pod fighter. Inferno turns around just in time to see the ship explode.)

Pilot: Thank you so much strangers, would you be interested in a well-paying job?

SILVERBOLT: I am sorry citizen, but we have to get home. (The other pilot is silent.)

Pilot: Please I owe you a debt of gratitude, plus my people may be able to help you. (The six take a moment to discuss among themselves.)

TIGATRON: Then it's agreed, we go. (He relays the message) We agree to come with you sir.

Pilot: Please call me Cormon.

SILVERBOLT: Well then Cormon, lead on. (The three pods follow the small freighter.)


Scene goes to a moon around a dreary gray planet where the four ships are just landing, Cormon steps out of his ship first, he is a short bipedal humanoid creature with blue-hued skin and black hair, there are thousands of his people standing and cheering.

BLACKARACHNIA: (The bots are still in their ships) He is obviously of some importance. (then one of his species says-)

Civilian: Welcome back emperor Cormon.

BLACKARACHNIA: A lot of importance!

CORMON: Please friends come out. (even he hasn't seen them yet, and when they step out in robot mode the entire crowd falls silent,) Amazing I have never seen any species like you, where do you come from?

TIGATRON: We are from Cybertron.

CORMON: Hmm, come with me. (he signals a hovercar and they ride off down a long tunnel then emerge at what looks like a diner.) Please sit down.

BLACKARACHNIA: If you are an emperor what were you doing in space by yourself? (She is the only one that can sit comfortably at the table.)

CORMON: I was not by myself, I had a defense fleet but some how we were separated by a jamming signal.

TIGATRON: Your pirates have that kind of technology?

CORMON: They are more than pirates, they have a government called the Pirates Guild, we have been at war with them for decades and nothing has changed.

B'BOOM: And what did you want us to do?

CORMON: Well, I have to confess, what I have in mind is not an easy mission, but I have confidence that you could pull it off.

INFERNO: Continue.

CORMON: We have had spies in the Pirates Guild for five stellar cycles that need to be extracted but their security has doubled since we inserted them and we can't get through. I was hoping that you could join the Pirates Guild, aquire their trust and then, (he accidentally crushes the goblet in his hand) Crush Them! (Then as if changing into a completely different man he says) So are you in? (As the six bots take in the offer they exchange glances, Inferno pounds his hand on the table.)

INFERNO: I'm in.

B'BOOM: Me too. (then the rest of them nod their heads.)

CORMON: Yes, tomorrow you leave. (He signals some men in) Please take these two to the guest quarters.


Scene goes to inside their chamber, when Inferno walks in and sees all the lacy and embroidered furniture he almost screams as it looks like the pink walls are closing in on him.

BLACKARACHNIA: Ew.

Escort: Sorry, wrong room. (the next one is more basic, a large circular room with six beds and a holovid projector in the middle.) Tonight's video is "Robots from outer- uh, just channel surf. (he leaves them in the room.)

B'BOOM: (No one says anything but as the camera fades he says) Where's the remote?


Scene goes to the launch bay where they are preparing to take off.

CORMON: Good luck! (then the pod fighters take off for the Pirate's Guild.)

SILVERBOLT: (Watching the moon fade) OK our first objective is to prove ourselves.

AIRAZOR: And how do you suggest doing that?


Scene goes to a dark, dreary planet where a voice reports over the hailing channel.

Voice: Turn around or be destroyed.

TIGATRON: We wish to join your guild.

Voice: Ha, don't make me laugh.

INFERNO: How can we prove ourselves.

Voice: We have already sent out defense drones, defeat them and you can land (Fifteen minutes later there are salvage ships picking up the charred remains of their defense drones and the three pods are on the surface. A tall Fishlike creature walks up to them and gurgles.)

FISH: So you have managed the defeat our third-class defense drones, you still have one more challenge. (he opens a door for them to walk through then seals it shut.)

TIGATRON: What is this? (then a voice over the intercom announces-)

Voice: This is your final challenge, if you can defeat our brogian guards you will become members.

AIRAZOR: What is a- (then a loud clang behind them answers her question, ten bulky bipedal Triceratops-like creatures holding laser rifles lumber in.)

BLACKARACHNIA: Slag. (The first one lunges for her but she jumps into the air, converts into beast mode, and lands on its head covering it face in webbing then paralyzing it. Inferno sends two running with a burst of flames, Tigatron freezes one solid, Airazor knocks one unconscious, then Silverbolt and B'boom knock the last five out with several missile shots. The voice over the intercom seems impressed.)

Voice: You're in! (At that moment the Fish guy walks in.)

FISH: Amazing, you are very talented, report to the galley to receive your first mission. (He walks away leaving them to find their own way around.)

INFERNO: Where next?

TIGATRON: I guess the only door that is open. (They walk through the exit and finally find the galley, though they would much rather have not. The galley would be better off being called a sty, there are all sorts of species yelling and laughing and fighting.)

B'BOOM: Who do we talk to? (A squat little bat-like creature walks up to them and squeals-)

BATTY: Hello I'm Batty, I run the operations in this section please follow me. (he leads them to a more quiet corner and sits down.) So you are our newest members, what species are you?

TIGATRON: We are Cybertronians. (Batty either doesn't understand or doesn't care.)

BATTY: Yeah sure, here's your mission stats and the docking bay your ship is in. (He scitters off and disappears.)

MISSION COMPUTER: Your mission is as follows, a cruiser pilot by the name of Crynoth Bornon has stolen information vital to one of the Pirate Guild's newest weapons and has retreated into the Dunlard Nebula. Your mission is to bring back the information and Crython, preferably alive. (It pauses to let the information sink in.) Your ship is located in docking bay forty-five the weapons on this ship are as follows, one laser turret, three proton guns, a cloaking device, and a tractor beam. (After the information is said it erases itself.)

AIRAZOR: Lets get moving.

Scene goes to the docking bay where they have found their ship, it is about a third the size of the Axalon, the ship is designed to fit at the most forty and needs a crew of at least five.

B'BOOM: Not bad. (he looks at the armasteel plating.)

BLACKARACHNIA: What are we waiting for, let1s go. (They get into the ship and initiate take-off.)

SILVERBOLT: To the nebula! (They rocket into space.)


Scene goes to the edge of the nebula where their ship comes out of transwarp space.

AIRAZOR: Do we go in?

B'BOOM: I guess so.

SILVERBOLT: I'm picking something up on radar, behind us. (The ship starts to shake wildly as they are rocked by three proton blasts.)

CRYNOTH: You'll never take me alive, pirate scum. (three more proton blasts.)

TIGATRON: Turn us around!

INFERNO: Firing proton guns.

BLACKARACHNIA: Turn on the cloaking device! (She looks around) Where is it?

B'BOOM: Found it! (he presses the button and their ship disappears from sight.)

INFERNO: We can't use weapons in cloak.

SILVERBOLT: Uncloak and use the tractor beam and one proton gun on my mark, (he pauses) Now! (Their ship comes into view right on top of Crynoth's and catches him in the tractor beam, then the proton gun knocks his systems off-line.)

CRYNOTH: I don't think so! (He launches the cock pit from the ship as an escape pod.)

INFERNO: I'll get him!

BLACKARACHNIA: No, there is an easier way. (She transfers the tractor to the pod and it starts to slow down.) It can't hold it long.

B'BOOM: I'll get as close as I can. (Their ship closes in on him, as the tractor beam starts to lose him they catch the pod in their dock port.) Yes!

SILVERBOLT: Let's get down there. (They rush to the dock port and pull him out of his ship, he seems to be some kind of walking bird with four arms, and under one of those arms he is holding a databox.)

INFERNO: I will take him to the cargo hold and restrain him.

BLACKARACHNIA: (Grabs the databox) Something this big it must have allot of information.

CRYNOTH: You pirates will never win, the Maltese sanction will defeat you. (He yells as Inferno drags him down the corridor.)

AIRAZOR: Let's head back to the Pirate's Guild. (Their ship takes off and disappears into transwarp space.)


Scene goes to the Pirate's Guild home planet at early dawn.

Voice: You are cleared to land, please proceed to the galley as soon as you land, a ground crew will take the prisoner and the databox.

SILVERBOLT: How long will we keep this up? (Blackarachnia clamps a clawed hand over his mouth.)

BLACKARACHNIA: Shh! (A small ground crew is waiting when they land.)

Commander: Excellent job, the last crew to try that mission was vaporized! (They put the prisoner in electrobinders and take him away, along with the databox.)

B'BOOM: Let's head to the galley. (It is as loud as ever in the galley, and the breakfast buffet is filled with what looks more like a petting zoo than breakfast, there is barely any food that isn't still moving. Then a familiar voice screeches-)

BATTY: Outstanding! Marvelous job! (He walks up to them with his plate full of worms.) You will definitely be promoted for getting it done so fast. (He takes a moment to eat a worm,) By the way your new code name is Team Almatron. (then he hands them another mission information disc and scitters off.)

MISSION COMPUTER: Your mission is as follows, a convoy consisting of nine freighters has reached it's destination on Mornos Moon, it has been confirmed that there are classified weapons prototypes onboard the ships, it will be heavily guarded by first-class defense droids. (Again it pauses to let the information sink in.) Your ship is located in docking bay thirty-one the weapons on this ship are as follows, one tractor beam, a cloaking device, one photon megacannon, ten laser turrets, two space bomb tubes, and a scatter beam. Because this mission requires a crew of ten you will be grouped with Team Omegon. (Again, after the information is said it erases itself.)

B'BOOM: What's a scatter beam?

AIRAZOR: You got me. (A group of four Reptilian bipedals walk up to them.)

Leader: Team Almatron I presume. (They nod) Greetings we are Team Omegon, My name is Triex Leus, (he points to his college that has a bionic arm) this is Sient Morkron, an expert pilot and maneuverer, (now he points to one that seems to be a body-builder) that is Spike Corkan, our full offensive, (and last he points to the shortest of the group) and this is Bormon Teer, our computer expert.

SILVERBOLT: Hello my name is- (Triex interrupts him.)

TRIEX: Introduce yourselves on the way we have to go. (They start walking down the corridor to the docking bay.)


Scene goes to the docking bay where they see their ship. It is defiantly a better ship than their last one, it is about the size of Megatron's ship with four fins pointing forward and the turrets lined up in two neat rows of five on the bottom.

B'BOOM: Ohhhh, yea! (He looks at the ship and almost starts drooling.)

SPIKE: Sweet. (He really does drool, Blackarachnia and Airazor sigh and go inside when the rest of them start gawking.)

BLACKARACHNIA: What is it with guys and guns? (The rest finally get in the ship and they take off for Mornos. During the transfer in transwarp space-)

SIENT: It will be a while till we get there. (The rest of Team Omegon is already in their quarters asleep.)

AIRAZOR: How long have you guys been doing this?

SIENT: Five stellar cycles. (He walks off, obviously not wanting to carry on a conversation.)

B'BOOM: Five stellar cycles, where have I heard that? (he blows it off thinking nothing else of it.)

SILVERBOLT: We had better check our weapon configurations, we have a big battle ahead.

AIRAZOR: How do we know that we aren't helping the pirates destroy Cormon's alliance by getting these weapons?

TIGATRON: We don't.

BLACKARACHNIA: We are halfway there. (She keeps working on the computer.)

B'BOOM: What is a first-class defense droid anyway? (Blackarachnia brings up a computer image.)

BLACKARACHNIA: It is a ten foot tall robot with two photon cannons for arms and flying capability.

SILVERBOLT: Oh that's all.

BLACKARACHNIA: No they will self-destruct if defeated.

INFERNO: I like that part.

TIGATRON: Did it say if there was a certain amount of droids?

BLACKARACHNIA: I'm guessing that if we stay behind to fight we wont be able to see the last one.

AIRAZOR: So, one of us stays in this ship and the rest of us each get in a separate Freighter and fly away.

SILVERBOLT: Seems easy enough.

BLACKARACHNIA: We're there. (At the moment they come out of transwarp space they are greeted by, instead of empty space, thousands of defense droids.)

SILVERBOLT: (Over the intercom to Team Omegon,) Wake up, the fun just began. (And just as the drone fighters are about to fire the camera fades.)