Vector Prime and Alpha Trion sat in the ruins of the old Autobot base, in what remained of Orion\u2019s old office. Oddly enough, the desk was still intact. Vector Prime was standing in the ruined door frame as Alpha Trion sat behind the desk. As they sat, Vector Prime felt a tremendous surge of energy. He pinpointed it to Green Hill Zone and identified it as a Terrorcon. \u201cOkay, you felt that, right?!\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI did,\u201d confirmed Alpha Trion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd you\u2019re STILL going to put this off?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI might.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAll right, I\u2019ve literally had enough of this scrap!\u201d Vector Prime stormed towards the desk. \u201cI\u2019ve been squatting in the old base with you and meditating\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDozing.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMEDITATING for the past\u2026erm\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cFive months.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThank you. FIVE MONTHS! So, either do something or get in the Matrix with me!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cListen, I still need to feel the situation out.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat in the Pit is there left to feel out?! Between your insane soothsayer act and jerking us all around, I\u2019m pretty sure Mobius\u2019 population is now HALF of what it once was! You\u2019re supposed to be the Prime of Reality, START ACTING LIKE IT!\u201d Alpha Trion then stood up and got nose to nose with Vector Prime.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYes! I AM the Prime of Reality! The Prime of all Reality! And you wish to take that title from me!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAre you serious right now?! This can\u2019t POSSIBLY be about the job! The first chance you had to drop this gig, you tried to hand it off to Liege Maximo, the guy who set Megatronus against us initially! He never even looked after his own family! I<\/em> looked after his family more than he ever did!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBut it\u2019s still my job! My responsibility!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAnd that\u2019s really good and all, but if you and I don\u2019t rejoin our fellow Primes in the Matrix and give Orion the boost he needs to beat Unicron, then all of reality will be unraveled!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cMAYBE I\u2019D RATHER IT BE UNRAVELED THAN EVER HAVE TO GIVE UP MY IDENTITY TO A STUDENT OF MINE!\u201d The instant Alpha Trion finished his outburst, the only noise that could be heard was the wind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c\u2026So that\u2019s what this is all about, is it?\u201d asked Vector Prime as he broke the silence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo, no, that\u2019s not what I\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo, it\u2019s fine. I was a bit of a Jack-hole. I get that.\u201d Alpha Trion sighed as he sat back down and steepled his fingers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cListen, Vector Prime, I\u2019ve been the guardian of reality since our creation. I\u2019ve seen Cybertron be enslaved, reclaim its freedom, fall into civil war, and worse\u2026all the while trapped in the Hall of Records, unable to interact with the outside world for only moments at a time. \u2026Now the only option I have left is to give up my free will to someone who says that freedom is the right of all sentient beings, thus making him a hypocrite. \u2026It would not only tear him apart, but it would also just be another prison for me.\u201d Vector Prime\u2019s expression softened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c\u2026I\u2026I never realized\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cIt\u2019s fine, though. I\u2019m done, in any case. My time has come.\u201d Alpha Trion stood up, his age finally showing in how slowly he rose. \u201cYou\u2019re right, Brother. If we don\u2019t join our fellow Primes within the Matrix, Orion will likely never get the Three Powers. But know this; once we enter the Matrix, our artefacts and weapons will only be used in the hands of whoever is the current Prime.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAh, that\u2019s not much of a problem. I\u2019m sure Optimus could pull something out of his aft to circumvent that.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cDon\u2019t you mean Orion?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cQuit being a smart-aft. You know he\u2019s gonna be Optimus Prime again.\u201d Alpha Trion then grinned before looking around the ruined room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWell, reality, I suppose this is goodbye. It\u2019s been\u2026a trip.\u201d Alpha Trion then opened a hidden keypad and keyed in a numeric code. The desk then shifted and unfolded to become an alien lathe. \u201cWell now, I\u2019m sure you\u2019re already familiar with how Solus and Megatronus used this thing to enter the Matrix.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYep.\u201d The two Primes then placed a hand on the lathe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cGood,\u201d praised Alpha Trion. \u201cNow, I believe the next step is to place our other hand between our legs.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNope. Not falling for that one again.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI didn\u2019t think so. \u2026Creation Lathe, this is Trionus Prime! Total Matrix Access, authorization Trionus Alpha One!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cCreation Lathe, this is Vector Prime! Total Matrix Access, authorization Vector Alpha One!\u201d The lathe then glowed and swallowed the two Primes in light. The blinding glow lasted for a few seconds before dying down and restoring the normal landscape, revealing the lathe by itself and the two Primes gone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Five months had gone by, leaving roughly two months until the Unicron Games. Orion had learned of what happened when his team retrieved a downed Sky-spy that had recorded the whole thing. On this day, he sat by himself as Jazz, Blackarachnia, Sonic, and Amy searched for supplies. He felt that there was no hope and no goal but to survive. \u201c\u2026Orion?\u201d asked a voice. Orion looked around briefly, then gave up. \u201c\u2026What are we doing, Orion?\u201d asked the voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c\u2026We\u2019re waiting,\u201d answered Orion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWaiting for what? We have a chance now that Alpha Trion and Vector Prime joined the Matrix. Let\u2019s just go.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo. My friends are still out there. They\u2019re still needed.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNeeded? Are you mad?! They\u2019re slowing you down!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThey\u2019re keeping me sane.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou\u2019d know about losing your mind, wouldn\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI don\u2019t want to talk to you anymore!\u201d The voice then stopped speaking.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWell then, maybe, you\u2019ll talk to me!\u201d The Optimus specter was now standing near him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cLeave me alone!\u201d snarled Orion. \u201cI don\u2019t want to talk to YOU either! I don\u2019t know why you\u2019re following me!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cLook, why do you always think of other people?! Why are you dwelling on Alpha Trion and Vector Prime?! They made their choice and now WE need to take advantage of it!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou\u2019ll never understand that it\u2019s all my fault! They sacrificed their lives because of ME!\u201d The two then sat in silence before the apparition noticed something.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThey\u2019re coming back.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHuh?\u201d Orion looked outside the cave to see his team return. \u201cDid you guys find anything?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWe got supplies and something else,\u201d replied Jazz. He then pulled out a Mini-con hibernation plate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c\u2026A Mini-con?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWe think it\u2019s dead,\u201d sighed Blackarachnia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWelp, that\u2019s that,\u201d remarked the specter, unseen by the others. \u201cLet\u2019s get out of here.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo!\u201d declared Orion he took the plate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOrion, are you sure?\u201d asked Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou\u2019re gonna see what the Mini-con is, aren\u2019t you?\u201d groaned the apparition.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes.\u201d Orion then held the plate in his hand\u2026and it glowed green before it changed into a human-sized, yellow robot with sports car kibble. Jazz and Orion gasped as the Mini-con flickered its optics on and stretched.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThat was quite the nap,\u201d the Mini-con yawned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSPARKPLUG!\u201d yelped Jazz and Orion as they bowed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Back at the W.A.P.<\/em>, Tails was conducting repair efforts on the bridge as Bumblebee organized the troops thus far. \u201cAll right, guys, moment of truth time!\u201d called Tails. \u201cPowering up!\u201d He pressed a slider switch upwards and the lights flickered\u2026then switched off. Tails then switched everything off. \u201c\u2026Sorry, guys,\u201d he sighed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI know you can do this!\u201d urged Bumblebee. \u201cYou\u2019re the best genius there is!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBumblebee, I\u2019m hitting a wall! I don\u2019t know what I\u2019m missing!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWell, for a start, you\u2019re mis-calibrating the Energon Inducers,\u201d replied a voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cCome on, do your really\u2026?\u201d Tails stopped himself as he turned to the source of the voice. There, standing in the doorway, was Ratchet along with Perceptor, Knock-out, E-123 Omega, and the Chaotix! \u201cRATCHET!\u201d cheered Tails happily.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI will admit, the repairs you\u2019ve done are impressive,\u201d remarked Ratchet. \u201cHowever, you can\u2019t do this without my help. You\u2019d be spinning your wheels uselessly.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cRatchet, it\u2019s great to have you guys here!\u201d called Bumblebee. \u201cWe\u2019ve got someone who could use medical attention. Knuckles lost his right eye when fighting Eradicons. He\u2019s only got a crude prosthetic on.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI\u2019ll take care of it,\u201d replied Knock-out. \u201cOne DOES need to look good in any case.\u201d He then sauntered off to the infirmary.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAnd that rose right there,\u201d remarked Perceptor as he pointed to the plant near Tails, \u201cwhere did that come from?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c\u2026From Cosmo before she\u2026\u201d replied Tails.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAh, then she needs a good source of solar energy so her cells can reconstruct themselves!\u201d declared Perceptor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c\u2026Pardon?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThat, right there, is a Seedrian Regen Plant. If it\u2019s a tree sapling, then the new body is gonna be male. If it\u2019s a flower, it\u2019s female. Looks like Cosmo\u2019s last body is gonna be a woman.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWait, are you telling me\u2026?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cCosmo\u2019s simply regenerating. It\u2019s a more extreme version of it, but it gets the job done and adapts the Seedrian to life on the planet it\u2019s on. My best guess is that Cosmo is gonna be roughly Mobian height.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cShe\u2019s coming back!\u201d cheered Tails. He then turned to the rose and spoke to it. \u201cYou could have told me that before you went all Rambo on the Terrorcons!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAnd that\u2019s the Energon inducers aligned,\u201d called Ratchet. \u201cTails, try it now.\u201d Tails slid the switch up and the lights gradually came on. The computers then gave readouts.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWeapons power: online,\u201d reported the fox. \u201cComputer systems: normal operations for our purpose. Shields: ready to activate at a moment\u2019s notice. Communications hub: fully functional! The base is ready to go!\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Vector Prime and Alpha Trion sat in the ruins of the old Autobot base, in what remained of Orion\u2019s old office. Oddly enough, the desk was still intact. Vector Prime was standing in the ruined door frame as Alpha Trion sat behind the desk. As they sat, Vector Prime felt a tremendous surge of energy. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":1058,"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":[98,663],"tags":[146,337],"class_list":["post-4056","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-transformers-mobian-chronicles","category-transformers-mobian-chronicles-arc-15-the-second-journey","tag-sonic","tag-transformers"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4056","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=4056"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4056\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4057,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4056\/revisions\/4057"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1058"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4056"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4056"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4056"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n\n\n\n
\n\n\n\n