It is the Mobian year 7029. The Galactic Council Station had expanded to allow the newer member worlds to have their say on the Council. Right now, a trial was being held. Prince Bernard \u201cBurn\u201d Olgilvie Hedgehog, brother to Sicily Olgilvie Hedgehog, Queen of Mobius, and the current Galaxy Convoy, banged his gavel. \u201cI now call to order the Trial of Delmox Prime,\u201d he announced. \u201cDelmox, come forth.\u201d Delmox Prime, a four-armed femme with the alt-mode kibble of a star-fighter and the fourth Decepticon to inherit the Matrix, stepped to the central podium. \u201cDelmox, are you prepared to answer the questions of the Temporal Incursions Committee?\u201d asked Burn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI am,\u201d replied Delmox.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMr. Ranzo, Ms. Eenar,\u201d called Burn. A Nebulan man and a Femaxian woman stepped forward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAre you two sure you want nothing else from me?\u201d Delmox asked the two investigators.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cJust the truth,\u201d said the Nebulan, Ranzo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe whole Council will get it. Where do you wish to start?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe beginning,\u201d answered Ranzo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIf there IS such a thing in this matter,\u201d remarked the Femaxian, Eenar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDelmox Prime, why did you take the Enterprise<\/em> back in time?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cIt was an accident,\u201d said Delmox.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSo, you\u2019re not contending a predestination paradox?\u201d asked Ranzo. \u201cA Time loop? That you were meant to go back in time?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo, that\u2019s the last thing I want to do.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cGood, that\u2019s the last thing we want to hear.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSo, what happened?\u201d asked Eenar as she pulled up a writing pad. Delmox hesitated.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThis\u2026may take some time.\u201d She instantly regretted what she said. Eenar looked up from her pad.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWas that a joke?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cGood, we heard them all.\u201d Delmox then took in a breath and began.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAbout four days ago, Gobotron\u2019s government contacted me about returning a one of Tlalak\u2019s Diamonds.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cDiamond?\u201d asked Ranzo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThey\u2019re objects of religious significance to the Tlalakans,\u201d explained Delmox. \u201cThere are forty in total, and they had thirty-nine returned to them in the past. We were given Diamond number forty, the Diamond of Time, although we didn\u2019t know it then. When we got it, though, we weren\u2019t sure if it was genuine or one of the fakes that cropped up during the Renegade Gobot Occupation of Tlalak, so I had it secured in the Enterprise<\/em>\u2019s vault so we could safely have it authenticated. Before we left Gobotron, we picked up a Gobot passenger.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n The Enterprise-E<\/em> was a Unity<\/em>-class starship, a small escort ship. The crew consisted of Delmox Prime, her Autobot-aligned Magnus, Mr. Annus, her Autobot-aligned Medic, Ms. Searchlight, a Mobian golden orb weaver Spider, Ms. Sandra, and the Nebulan Twins, Mr. Azzax and Mr. Mazzu. Their passenger was an elderly Gobot woman that called herself Fracture. She had the kibble of an alien Porsche car. The Enterprise<\/em> was fixed with a cloak and had activated it to avoid detection from any ne\u2019er-do-wells. They were halfway home and Delmox was just starting to breathe easy. Mazzu was talking to Searchlight as she polished her alt-mode tires on her legs. \u201cI\u2019m telling you, next time you go into your spouse\u2019s room, sniff the air and ask, \u2018Is that Mobian lilac?\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou do it,\u201d giggled Searchlight, \u201cI have my own ways of torturing them.\u201d Mazzu turned to Delmox.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cDon\u2019t look at me!\u201d chuckled Delmox. Just then, Mazzu\u2019s console beeped. He checked the readings.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI\u2019m picking up a chronon surge!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cCentered where?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cLocating! \u2026Got it! Deck 2! Vault!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cMr. Azzax, Annus Magnus, report to the Vault!\u201d Delmox ordered over the comms. \u201cI have a feeling someone activated the Diamond! Mr. Mazzu, can you try and flood the Vault with anti-chronons?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cIt\u2019s too much for a maximum sweep!\u201d reported Mazzu. \u201cTemporal vortex ahead! We\u2019re caught in the gravity well!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cFull reverse! Maximum warp!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI\u2019m trying! Warp engines nonresponsive!\u201d Delmox then activated ship-wide comms.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAll hands, brace for turbulence!\u201d The ship rocked as it went through the temporal vortex. After a few seconds, the turbulence died. Mazzu checked his console.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cChronon readings leveling out,\u201d he reported.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cMs. Sandra, when you can, use the stars to get a reading,\u201d ordered Delmox. \u201cI want a spatio\/temporal fix as soon as possible.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cGetting the reading now,\u201d reported Sandra. \u201c\u2026Got the spatial fix. We\u2019re 200 lightyears from our intended position. Acquiring temporal fix now.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cPrime, Fracture used the transporter,\u201d called Annus Magnus over the comms. \u201cTurns out she\u2019s the one who activated the Diamond.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSensors detect another ship below our keel,\u201d reported Mazzu. \u201cGetting further readings\u2026it\u2019s Kaon<\/em>-class.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSo, we went to the past, did we?\u201d mused Delmox. \u201cCan the computers read the registry number?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cIt\u2019s in the old Decepticon script, but the translators are able to understand it.\u201d Mazzu waited a few seconds. \u201cGot it.\u201d His eyes then went wide. \u201c\u2026Prime, it\u2019s the Nemesis<\/em>!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThe second Nemesis<\/em>, huh?\u201d asked Eenar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cMegatron\u2019s flagship, then he passed it over to his son, Galvatron,\u201d recalled Ranzo. \u201cDid you figure out how far back in time you traveled?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cTwo thousand nine hundred seventy-three years back,\u201d replied Delmox. \u201cBy the Mobian calendar, our date of arrival was January 10, 4056.\u201d The chambers then went silent as the date marked one of the most embarrassing moments in history.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThat day!\u201d groaned Burn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThe first day of the Great Infestation!\u201d groaned Ranzo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThe very same,\u201d said Delmox.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAn entire space station overrun by Poozits, that was a terrifying time for my people. How long did the Nemesis<\/em> stay under your keel?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOnly one second. She was travelling at maximum warp carrying Galvatron, King Sonic, Queen Amy, Prince Silver, Prince Daniel, Optimus Prime, Megatron, Nightbird, Blackarachnia, Llyra, Galen, Rev, Kari, Ratchet, Shockwave, Shadow, and Maria after responding to a code seven emergency call, usually reserved for disasters. While they were flying past us, we got the real identity of \u2018Fracture\u2019.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHer real name is Crasher, a Gobot under Cy-Kill\u2019s command,\u201d Annus Magnus briefed everyone. \u201cWe\u2019re assuming that she came aboard the Enterprise<\/em> to gain access to the Diamond.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhy would she want it?\u201d asked Delmox.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cDuring this time,\u201d explained Azzax, \u201cCrasher was posing as a Cybertronian official called Crash Course. Her mission was to derail colonization efforts of a planet near Gobotron by poisoning a shipment of grain that was\u2026IS stored aboard Deep Space 47, a space station designed as a storage facility.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAccording to history, eighteen hours from now,\u201d continued Annus Magnus, \u201cGalvatron, the current captain of the Nemesis<\/em>, will expose her and she\u2019ll be arrested. That arrest will end her career and be the first loss the Renegade Gobots suffer before they surrender to the Guardians a year later. For the past thousands of years, she\u2019s been a merchant eking out a meager existence.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cUntil she heard that the Gobotron Government,\u201d realized Delmox, \u201chad the Diamond of Time. Ladies and gentlemen, we must preserve our history. She\u2019s most likely planning to alter events so that the Renegades never lose. We\u2019ll divide into teams. Azzax, Mazzu, Searchlight, I want you to search the station and make sure our Crasher doesn\u2019t contact her past self. Annus, Sandra, you\u2019re with me as we keep a close eye on everyone and make sure Crasher doesn\u2019t try anything funny.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n The two teams were beamed to their respective locations. Delmox led Annus and Sandra through the ship, remembering the layout as, in her time, the Nemesis-A<\/em> was a museum. Just as they approached the conference room doors, they heard someone yelling. \u201cSummoning us just to guard grain!\u201d roared the person. \u201cI am going to kill Reglarg with my bare hands! I could take him by the throat! I could rip out his esophagus and-!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cDad!\u201d barked another voice. Delmox and her team then entered the conference room to see Optimus, Megatron, Galvatron, and Sonic sitting around a table.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cIs\u2026everything all right, Captain Galvatron?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cDad\u2019s just annoyed we came all this way for nothing,\u201d answered Galvatron. \u201cNo emergencies here.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cCaptain Galvatron,\u201d called Shockwave\u2019s voice over the comms, \u201cmessage from Consortia Command. Earthia wants to talk to you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cPut it through,\u201d ordered Galvatron. Earthia\u2019s face then filled the screen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cCaptain Galvatron, I don\u2019t wish to remind you of the importance to the Council of Shavok XI,\u201d she explained. \u201cThe key to our winning of this planet is the grain, Hyphowheat. The shipment of it MUST be protected. Effective immediately, you render any aid and assistance which Under-Secretary Rozix may require. The safety of the grain and the project is your responsibility. Consortia Command out.\u201d The call ended.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWell, that\u2019s just lovely!\u201d sighed Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBut not totally unexpected,\u201d remarked Galvatron.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSo, we\u2019re stuck here for a while, huh?\u201d grumbled Sonic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAbsurd!\u201d scoffed Megatron.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cCaptain Galvatron!\u201d called Shockwave over the comms again. \u201cSensors picked up a Renegade Gobot Roguestar en route to the station!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cRed alert! Notify Mr. Teenak! We\u2019ll be right up!\u201d replied Galvatron. He looked to Delmox and her team. \u201cYou three, with me!\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" It is the Mobian year 7029. The Galactic Council Station had expanded to allow the newer member worlds to have their say on the Council. Right now, a trial was being held. 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