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Transformers: Mobian Chronicles Transformers: Mobian Chronicles (Arc 17: Living Stories)

TMC 17-3

Optimus and his group made it to the cave exit and found more Eggacons surrounding a short-range ship, commanded by Swindle. “Primus, the Combaticons are here too!” grunted Optimus.

“How do we get past them?” asked Blackarachnia.

“I got it!” whispered Sonic. He then dashed around the enemy. “YOU’RE TOO SLOW!”

“SONIC!” yelped one of the Eggacons.

“Priority One: Hedgehog!” shouted Swindle. “Skin him, boys! He’ll make a nice pelt!” The Eggacons and Combaticon then followed Sonic while Optimus and Blackarachnia led King Arthur into the ship. The cockpit was big enough for two Transformer pilots and Mobian passengers.

“Better hurry through the pre-flight checks,” muttered Blackarachnia.

“We don’t have time! Sonic can’t keep this up forever!” argued Optimus. “We need to take off the instant he gets inside!”

“Well, I don’t wanna explode in mid-air, so…!”

“Forgive mine interruption, but do I take thy words correctly?” interjected Arthur “Doth this structure fly like a bird?”

“Yep. One of the fastest ways to get around Mobius, aside from the Ground Bridge.”

“Here comes Sonic!” called Optimus. “Off we go!” The ship then took to the air as Sonic jumped aboard and Swindle and his mech fired.

“THAT’S MY SHIP! I JUST GOT THE INSURANCE PAID OFF!” shouted Swindle. The ship left the area and the people inside relaxed slightly.

“Sweet Primus,” sighed Optimus as he flew the ship.

“…So, where are we going?” asked Blackarachnia. Optimus’ optics widened. “YOU DON’T KNOW?!”

“I HAD OTHER PRIORITIES! LIKE OUR IMMEDIATE SURVIVAL!”

“Aye, they be husband and wife,” muttered Arthur to Sonic. Sonic only nodded, then he saw something on the console.

“HEY! GUYS!” he called to the two bots.

“WHAT, SONIC?!” they demanded.

“Console!” Sonic pointed to a green light. Optimus then opened the communications channel.

“This is Shadow of G.U.N,” said a well-known voice. “Incoming aircraft, explain why you were fired on.”

“It’s because we stole it from the Eggacons, buddy,” answered Optimus. “It’s Optimus flying this thing and I’ve got Blackarachnia, Sonic, and another Hedgehog with me.” He transmitted his i.d code to Shadow. After a few seconds, Shadow became slightly more friendly.

“Good thing you’re on that ship, Optimus. There’s a sword in northern Spagonia.” Everyone blinked in their usual fashion.

“I’m…sure there are swords all across Spagonia, heck, all across Mobius,” snarked Blackarachnia.

“Any of them pop out of an anvil on a stone that rose from the ground near a glowing tree?” Everyone’s eyes widened.

“Is there an inscription on the anvil?!” asked Optimus.

“There IS, yeah,” answered Shadow. “‘Whoso pulleth out this sword of this stone and anvil, is rightwise king born.’”

“Sit tight, Shadow. We’re on our way. Optimus out.” Optimus ended the call and looked to Arthur. “Your Majesty…”

“There be no need to stand on ceremony,” assured Arthur. “Thou mayest call me Arthur or King Arthur.”

“King Arthur, if that sword is the same one you used, I thought you had Sir Bedivere give it to the Lady of the Lake. That was HER hand that grabbed it, right?”

“It was, and she was among those women who bore me to Avalon. …It WAS she who took the sword and kept it in the lake, so how be it on land again?”

“Another question, why is it next to a glowing tree?” asked Blackarachnia. “…Come to think of it, why IS there a glowing tree? …Unless…!” Optimus and Blackarachnia came to the same conclusion.

“MERLIN’S PRISON!” they exclaimed together.

“I don’t get it,” remarked Sonic.

“In many versions of Arthur’s legends,” explained Optimus, “the Lady of the Lake, Nimue, had fallen madly in love with him, but he didn’t reciprocate. So, she wove a spell on him that imprisoned him inside a tree. If that tree is glowing, it must be charged with raw magical energy.”

“Magical energy that Merlin must be manipulating from inside!” continued Blackarachnia.

“Thus bringing Excalibur out of the lake and onto dry land!” realized Arthur. “My friends, we MUST free Merlin!”

“You’re right about that!” agreed Optimus. “Time to pour on the speed!”

“Wait, this vehicle flies faaaaaAAAHH!” The ship then rocketed towards Shadow’s position.


Back in Station Square, Tails was taking Cosmo out on a date. Cosmo always wanted to see the people and culture and now, she was at a size to do so. They were sitting at a café and enjoying a nice lunch. “You know,” sighed the Seedrian, “in all my years, I’ve never experienced life like this. To see everyone so happy, so full of energy, it’s staggering!”

“Well, seeing a primordial evil defeated after it ruled over a planet,” mused Tails, “WILL make a person optimistic.”

“You’re right about that. And on such a sunny day, THIS is life!” Cosmo’s jewel then flashed. “…What in…?” she muttered. “Can’t this wait?!”

“What is it?”

“A transmission from Greengate. It might have something to do with the Metarex’s absence from this planet after Unicron.” She took the jewel off and opened it to reveal a holographic projector. It displayed a scene of many Seedrians in an amphitheater with the Metarex Five in the center. They then took their helmets and part of their torsos off, revealing the internal Seedrians inside. Dark Oak then spoke. What he said threw Cosmo off entirely.

“I am Lucas, formerly of Greengate,” he announced. “With me are my fellow founders of a radical group that resisted change, thus alienating ourselves from our families. What we have witnessed has proved we were in the wrong. We were on Mobius when the Transformers’ Dark God, Unicron, rose from the core of the planet and made his intentions plain to destroy this universe. He spouted the same rhetoric as we did, that change is destructive and all living things that change must die. I thought what I was saying was good, but this was repeated by a primordial evil who lived to be evil, nothing more. The five you see here are the Metarex Five, the founders of the flawed Metarex race. We started it and we’re about to finish it. We hereby renounce Metarexism and its offshoots and denounce all those who continue to fight in its name. Our proof is the return of the Planet Eggs we have stolen. There is nothing intrinsically wrong about changing, nothing that lifts unchanging people above others. If anything, our refusal to change has brought us down. We were wrong to assert ourselves. And, to all those who follow us, I personally say this: do not expect guidance, or wisdom, or answers. We have none. We never did. To those Metarex still out there, we give one final order: stand down. Remove your suits, report for genetic repairs so you can regenerate into new bodies as you once did, discard your weapons, tear off your badges, and stand down. The Metarex are over. Our war against change is over. Free yourselves from the shackles of a flawed philosophy and move on.” The Metarex Five then held their hands out and were shackled and led away. The transmission then ended. Cosmo was stunned.

“Never, in all my years…” she muttered.

“In the short time I knew him,” agreed Tails, “I never would have thought this would happen from Dark Oak.”

“Lucas. …His name is Lucas. It looks like he’s trying to cast off Dark Oak.”

“…Do you think Megatron could do the same?”

“We’d need to find him first before we get that answer. …Oh well, enough of that! We’ve got some more exploration to do!”

“I know of a great park to rest in after this!” The two then continued their meal.

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