On a moon orbiting a blue and green planet, there was a base. The base once housed multiple Decepticons, now it housed Eggacons, the Combaticons, Morgane, and Dr. Eggman. Eggman and Morgaine were snuggling in the command chair within the base’s main command center, just enjoying each other’s company. After returning from Cybertron, Eggman and Morgaine tied the knot and did everything they could to make the lives below feel like Hell. Though, the Autobot forces below were putting a damper on the Eggman Empire’s plans, so they decided that a little break was needed. “…What should we attempt to conquer next?” mused Eggman. Morgane thought it over for a few seconds.
“…You know, I’ve ALWAYS wanted to see Adabat.”
“Ah, get some old Southeast Asian ideas?”
“Something along those lines.”
“Then that’s where we’ll go! Computer, inform the Combati-” Onslaught then ran into the command center in a panicked state.
“The sky! A portal! Danger! All sorts of-!”
“ONSLAUGHT ROBOTNIK!” snapped Eggman. Onslaught then stood to attention. “My boy, rushing in here in a panic is ill-becoming of a soldier. Now, explain to me, calmly, what’s going on.” Onslaught drew in a breath before explaining.
“A Space Bridge Portal opened near us!”
“WHAT?!” Eggman and Morgane abandoned the seat and checked the readings. “That’s almost inside our defense perimeter! Red alert! Raise shields and arm weapons!” The alarms rang throughout the base, the Combaticons took their battle stations, and the Decimator, Revenge, and Whale Shark left the hangars and combined into the Fatal Consequence. The Cybertronian fleet then poured out of the Space Bridge portal before it closed.
“Autobots, too?!” asked Brawl as he saw the Ark.
“Wha?” asked Eggman. “Why are both sides coming out at the same time?! And what’s that ship right there?!” Eggman pointed to the new Decepticon Flagship. “Where’s the Nemesis?! …Unless it was-”
“Doc, the new vessel’s hailing us,” reported Swindle.
“Put it through!” Megatron’s face then appeared.
“Apologies for startling you,” he greeted, “but there’s a matter that Optimus and I must take care of as soon as possible on Mobius.”
“Oh no, you don’t!” snapped Eggman. “I won’t suffer Decepticons, or Predacons, or-or Vroomacons, or whatever the heck subgroups you brought! I’ve had it with the Transformers and I’m going to see their immediate destruction!”
“Sounds like you and Starscream are competing for that goal.” Eggman blinked.
“…He’s trying to destroy…isn’t he a Transformer?”
“A Transformer that predates us, according to Vector Sigma. Look, why don’t we all meet with the Queen and Gaia and explain the whole thing?”
“…Fine, I’ll entertain the story for now.”
Gaia looked towards the sky as she stood outside the Autobot base. She sighed as she felt the wind blow past her. “Such life,” she whispered to herself. “And such a blend of magic and science! …They may surpass…hm?” She then saw people shimmering into existence. She blinked as she saw them. “Optimus? …Megatron? …Sonic? …Eggman?” Her eyes widened as she saw the last person. “VECTOR SIGMA?!”
“Greetings, Half-sister Gaia,” replied Vector Sigma.
“Wait, how did you-?!” Gaia then looked at Optimus and Megatron. “…You know your origins.”
“And our race’s ultimate fate once one side obliterates the other,” remarked Megatron.
“We need to talk to Aleena and inform her of the situation,” urged Optimus.
“…T-AI, did you get all that?” Gaia asked over a communicator.
“Aleena’s been informed and she’s on her way,” replied T-AI.
“Excellent. We have a story to discuss.”
Aleena, Merlin, Sonic, Eggman, Morgane, Gaia, Vector Sigma, Optimus, and Megatron sat around the conference table and Vector Sigma and Gaia told them the events leading up to Primus and Unicron. “So, you can see how dangerous the situation is,” said Gaia as she finished the tale. Eggman looked over his glasses.
“This is all a very interesting story, but…why am I listening to it?” he asked. Optimus and Megatron winced as they looked at each other. Sonic decided to speak for them.
“The instant they found out,” he explained, “Starscream told Tornedron to go to Cybertron. Unicron had also gotten back to his old body and munched on a planet and its people before he made his way to Cybertron.”
“And we have reason to believe,” continued Vector Sigma, “that they will destroy any world that was touched by the Transformers’ original conflict.” That made Eggman worry.
“…What?!”
“They want a blank slate so they could restart the experiment anew,” elaborated Gaia.
“Are you telling me,” hissed Eggman, “that there are people out there that intend to destroy this planet and one of them knows its strengths and weaknesses?!” The silence answered his question. “…You know, the Metarex had a spy within the Black Block Consortia! I read the intelligence reports on the off-chance I wanted to conquer the universe! Megatron cured me of that, but I still ask you this: do you have any idea what kind of response this will provoke from the Consortia and their employers, the Galactic Council?!”
“They’ll probably want to conduct a siege-defense strategy for any vulnerable worlds,” remarked Optimus. “We understand that, but any strategies like that would have to be a joint operation between us and the Consortia.”
“Come on, Optimus! Even in the small amount of research I did on them, the Council and Consortia won’t be interested in any joint operations! They won’t believe your story about the Vok or their Goddesses or some rogue scientist that split himself into YOUR Gods! They will assume that the modern Transformers created Tornedron, and they will respond accordingly!”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” asked Megatron.
“It means that they will seize this opportunity to eliminate Cybertron and its allies and colonies! They’ll send fleets to glass any worlds allied with you lot, whether they fly Autobot or Decepticon colors!” At that point, Vector Sigma stood up.
“We will cooperate in a coordinated assault on Starscream’s forces,” he hissed, “but we will NOT allow our allies to suffer because of us!”
“Of course not,” agreed Eggman. “So Cybertron and its allies will send their own fleets to protect their own, but, eventually, the two sides will meet, tensions will rise, nerves will fray, and someone on either side will make the tiniest, fatal mistake!”
“And a war bloodier than our own,” remarked Megatron, “will erupt and destroy both sides, making it easier for Tornedron to mop up the remains.”
“It’s not a thought I relish, Megatron.”
“Neither do we,” growled Optimus as he put his head on his joined-together hands.
“That’s why we must plead our case to the Galactic Council before that conflict even starts,” declared Aleena.
“Well, unless I mistake what Megatron told me once upon a time, the Transformers are forbidden from speaking to the Council. So, I don’t see how we can prevent this war from beginning.”
“We have an ally and a way to make our case,” explained Optimus. “Cosmo’s mother, Earthia, has a seat on the Council. In fact, the Seedrians are one of the Founding Members of the Council. If Cosmo could persuade Earthia to co-sign an omega level request, we can speak to the Council and debate alongside them.”
“You better hope the Council is receptive to your case,” warned Eggman. “Because if they’re not, then we’re all finished.”
“I’ve already told Cosmo, and she’s talking to her mother. I’d say we have a good chance. In the meantime, we need someone to help coordinate communications if we decide to go to war against Starscream’s fleet.”
“I’ll take the Nemesis-A to Soundwave’s position,” offered Megatron.
“…He’s not gonna be in a listening mood with you around,” remarked Optimus.
“No, but he will listen to my case at least.”