A young woman in similar getup to Tower in his Silas persona and a man in scientist clothes walked towards a hangar and entered. They were looking at a Transformer-sized robot of MECH design. As they walked toward the thing, MECH engineers were giving commands to their machinery to install a t-cog into it. The t-cog was brown, corroded, and damaged. MECH figured one t-cog was as good as another. \u201cCommence Beta test,\u201d ordered the woman. Power flowed into the robot and it clenched a fist.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cInstallation complete,\u201d reported an engineer. \u201cCommencing scan.\u201d A flat beam of light came from the robot\u2019s eyes and lowered itself over a helicopter. \u201cScan successful,\u201d confirmed the engineer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cCommencing transformation!\u201d chuckled the man that came with the woman. There was a bunch of clicking, like an engine trying to start, but no transformation. The engineers gave more power, but no change happened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cEnd it,\u201d sighed the woman. The power was cut, and the robot\u2019s eyes stopped glowing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI DON\u2019T GET IT!\u201d roared the scientist. \u201cYOUR FATHER PROVIDED US WITH ALL THE NECESSARY INFORMATION ON THE TRANSFORMERS, YET WE CANNOT MAKE OUR OWN! WHAT ARE WE MISSING?!\u201d At that point, a woman\u2019s laughter came through the hangar. Everyone whirled to see a woman in a slinky, black, ankle-length dress with white fur around the neckline, a red hourglass symbol on the stomach, black, elbow-length opera gloves, ruby red lips, and shoulder-length, wavy, raven hair.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou, madam,\u201d laughed the woman as she walked forward, her heels clicking against the floor, \u201cyou\u2019re Sylvia, Silas\u2019 daughter? The heir to MECH? Heterochromatic like Silas\u2019 real self, Ex-commander Abraham Tower? Didn\u2019t learn much from Daddy, did you?\u201d She then heard the whine of laser weapons being primed. Sylvia and the mystery woman looked outside and saw MECH soldiers pointing their weapons at a certain spider-bot in alt-mode. Sylvia looked at the woman with a wry grin, knowing what she is.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cEnough to know where the soft spots are, Autobot,\u201d she hissed as she removed her goggles, her mask undoing itself like Tower\u2019s did to reveal a brunette woman with long, straight hair, a pink headband, and the same eye coloration as her father.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOh, please,\u201d dismissed the woman, Blackarachnia in a new holo-form. \u201cI\u2019m not affiliated with THAT entity. Besides, if I WERE here on the Autobots\u2019 behalf to avenge the broken hearts your daddy left when he was fired from G.U.N, you would be screaming for mercy.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhy ARE you here then?\u201d asked Sylvia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTo propose an alliance,\u201d purred Blackarachnia as she traced Sylvia\u2019s cheek, slowly. Sylvia swatted it away. \u201cDon\u2019t be so hasty,\u201d interjected Blackarachnia. \u201cYou see, we have much more in common than you think, and I\u2019m not merely referring to our\u2026physical oddities.\u201d She then revealed her vampiric teeth. Sylvia guessed that she had the same teeth in robot mode.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhy you little!\u201d snarled the scientist as he leveled a gun at Blackarachnia. Sylvia held up her hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat could I possibly gain from such an arrangement?\u201d she quizzed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cInsider knowledge!\u201d offered Blackarachnia. Sylvia considered her options.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026Stand down,\u201d she ordered her men. The men looked at her in an odd fashion. \u201c\u2026Didn\u2019t you hear me?! Stand down!\u201d The men shrugged, then obeyed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWise choice,\u201d remarked Blackarachnia as her holo-form shimmered away. She then transformed. \u201cNow,\u201d she lectured, \u201ca t-cog is no mere piece of machinery you can just slap some polish on to make it function as good as new, it is an organ. Meaning, even if you had one that was shiny, not corroded, it would reject any power source other than Energon.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cContinue,\u201d invited Sylvia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cEnergon is the fuel,\u201d continued Blackarachnia, \u201cthe ammunition, and the lifeblood of ALL Cybertronians, whatever their affiliation. You and I both want it, and, at the moment, I lack the means of locating it. My equipment suffered a major malfunction when the Eggman Hive Wars were going on, taking it permanently offline. I\u2019m a chemist, not an engineer. But, once I supply you with the particulars of its chemical make-up,\u201d she then took out a beaker of refined Energon and put it into the fuel tank of the robot, making it glow, \u201cwe can utilize your considerable resources to devise a means of detecting new deposits\u2026for us to share.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIf the supply meets MECH\u2019s rather significant demand,\u201d remarked Sylvia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIs Daddy planning on building an army?\u201d quizzed Blackarachnia. Sylvia arched an eyebrow at her current ally\u2019s comment. \u201cI\u2019m a Decepticon,\u201d continued Blackarachnia, \u201cand Decepticons are no strangers to ambition.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Back with the Autobots, Optimus was in meditation. He was communing with the Primes. He arrived into the Matrix Realm and saw Solus Prime hammering away at something. \u201cA work of art, or a weapon?\u201d asked Optimus. Solus looked up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNot much use for weapons here,\u201d replied Solus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDon\u2019t you ever relax?\u201d muttered Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI AM relaxing!\u201d protested Solus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWell, to each their own,\u201d sighed Optimus. A chair appeared. \u201cAnything new and exciting here?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOptimus, are you here for wisdom or idle chit-chat?\u201d hissed Solus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe latter,\u201d answered Optimus. Solus looked at her current work and made a few approving grunts. She then dismissed it and her hammer to give Optimus a look.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe Matrix of Leadership,\u201d she began, \u201cis a vessel containing our wisdom, not Maccadam\u2019s Old Oil House! You can\u2019t just drop by here for a chat!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhy not?!\u201d protested Optimus. \u201cDon\u2019t you ever get lonely just talking with your siblings?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019m a recluse,\u201d countered Solus. \u201cI prefer the solitude.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNG WARRIORS!\u201d shouted a voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd there go my plans for peace and quiet,\u201d grumbled Solus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHe got hang time on that one!\u201d remarked Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHe still does that?!\u201d yelped Solus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHe did it when you guys were made?!\u201d quizzed Optimus. Alpha Trion then came running up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cListen to me, Young Warriors!\u201d he urged. He then put Solus onto his shoulder. \u201cHeed the words of my forefathers! If you seek a tree in the forest, you must first look to the ocean!\u201d …Que the awkward silence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026Alpha Trion, considering YOU\u2019RE one of Cybertron\u2019s forefathers like the lady on your shoulder,\u201d argued Optimus, \u201cI somehow doubt that\u2019s what you guys said.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHe\u2019s right, brother,\u201d agreed Solus. \u201cNow, if you don\u2019t put me down, I\u2019m going to hit you over the head!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWait a cycle,\u201d interjected Alpha Trion as he dropped the senile act\u2026and her. \u201cDid you tell him my origin?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI had to!\u201d protested Solus as she massaged her rear. \u201cBesides, someone needs to know! Albeit, his reveal about you was a tangent from the Cyber Keys being found on Mobius.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cCyber Keys on\u2026HOW?!\u201d yelped Alpha Trion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAh, that would be MY doing!\u201d called a voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWho said that?!\u201d shouted Optimus as he drew his weapons. Alpha Trion took out his Quill and it expanded into a sword. Solus got her hammer, ready for battle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cPut those things away!\u201d directed the voice. \u201cYou might hurt someone!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat\u2019s the idea!\u201d growled Solus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAh, youth,\u201d sighed the voice. \u201cSo impulsive.\u201d A Cybertronian ship came out of a green vortex. It looked like it was covered in clockwork. Solus and Alpha Trion\u2019s faces fell.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNot you,\u201d moaned Solus. \u201cAnyone but you!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cVECTOR PRIME, TRANSFORM!\u201d announced the ship. The rear engine assembly folded down and the top turrets folded to become feet. The pointed bow folded over onto the bottom as the wings folded in. The arms were released from the sides and the head rotated 180\u2070 and the whole thing landed while letting the head rotate to show an older mech with a cocky grin, as if he knew everything about his particular field, think Tony Stark.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cVector Prime?!\u201d gulped Optimus. \u201cAs in, the guardian of Space and Time?! Elita 1\u2019s main Prime?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe very same!\u201d confirmed the mech. He then pulled out a pouch of little pellets of Energon. \u201cMunchies?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThank you!\u201d bid Optimus as some was poured into his hand. The pouch was then knocked out of Vector Prime\u2019s hand by Solus Prime<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou had a hand in this, didn\u2019t you?!\u201d she snarled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHad a hand in what?\u201d asked Vector Prime innocently.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou brought the Cyber Keys to Mobius, didn\u2019t you?!\u201d elaborated Solus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWell, they were supposed to be there in the first place,\u201d replied Vector Prime. He was then staring down the length of Alpha Trion\u2019s Quill Sword.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThis has gone far enough, Vector Prime!\u201d he snarled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHas it, now?\u201d asked Vector Prime as he gently pushed the blade away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat planet\u2019s too hot in terms of activity!\u201d snapped Solus Prime. \u201cMobius is not ready for that kind of power! They must leave!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAh! Now I remember events!\u201d recalled Vector Prime. \u201cNow comes the part where I tell you that the Cyber Keys will help Mobius in the long run. In fact, they\u2019ll help Optimus prepare for the coming trials.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt\u2019s too much!\u201d protested Alpha Trion. \u201cOptimus is not ready for the future!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd I say, he is!\u201d argued Vector Prime. \u201cWouldn\u2019t it be fun to find out if youth or age is right this time?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIs anyone gonna let me weigh in on this one?\u201d asked Optimus. \u201cI just came here for idle chit-chat and it all turned into an argument about me as if I\u2019m not here.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOptimus, this whole thing was supposed to be a test of your skills,\u201d replied Solus. \u201cyou were going to come here in one form or another. We just didn\u2019t expect Jazz to be that reason.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBesides,\u201d continued Vector Prime, \u201cgiven the coming crisis, you NEEDED the lessons you learned on Mobius. You know, friendship, pride and falls, understanding other people\u2019s points of view, those kinds of things. Although, right now, another problem\u2019s about to arrive in two hours. I believe it\u2019s called the\u2026Bringer <\/em>\u2026Carrier <\/em>\u2026Messenger <\/em>\u2026oh, yes! The Harbinger<\/em>!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThe Harbinger<\/em>\u2019s coming in two hours?!\u201d yelped Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAt a leisurely Warp 1.12,\u201d confirmed Vector Prime.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cPlenty of time for the defenses to be raised!\u201d declared Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOh, I really wouldn\u2019t do that if I were\u2026!\u201d called Vector Prime. Optimus then vanished from the Matrix. \u201c\u2026Youth, never listens,\u201d muttered Vector Prime.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou\u2019re filling him with false hopes!\u201d snapped Solus Prime.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI\u2019m simply giving him the right tools for the future,\u201d assured Vector Prime.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHow do you know he\u2019ll be ready?!\u201d hissed Alpha Trion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI\u2019m the Time-Traveler of our little group of Demigods,\u201d replied Vector Prime. \u201cI\u2019m generally well informed in these matters.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" A young woman in similar getup to Tower in his Silas persona and a man in scientist clothes walked towards a hangar and entered. They were looking at a Transformer-sized robot of MECH design. As they walked toward the thing, MECH engineers were giving commands to their machinery to install a t-cog into it. The […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":1152,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_bbp_topic_count":0,"_bbp_reply_count":0,"_bbp_total_topic_count":0,"_bbp_total_reply_count":0,"_bbp_voice_count":0,"_bbp_anonymous_reply_count":0,"_bbp_topic_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_reply_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_forum_subforum_count":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[98,230],"tags":[146,337],"class_list":["post-1338","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-transformers-mobian-chronicles","category-transformers-mobian-chronicles-arc-6-harbinger-of-doom-and-betrayal","tag-sonic","tag-transformers"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1338","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1338"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1338\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1339,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1338\/revisions\/1339"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1152"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1338"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1338"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1338"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}